Wang Ning'an felt the fragility of life for the first time. He hid in the Wang family's room and saw the battle outside the window.

The first time he saw his father showing his might, he swung the iron spear in his hand, like a windmill, scattering the head of the Cui family's thug. His brain was scattered everywhere. What's strange is that Wang Ning'an didn't feel too disgusted, but instead had some blood gushing.

Perhaps a real man should be so happy to be revenge and kill and kill!

Look at the literati of the Han and Tang dynasties, who were not thinking about carrying a three-foot sword, fighting on the battlefield, and making achievements. In the Song Dynasty, only the morning breeze and waning moon were left.

Wang Ning'an suddenly felt a little regretful. If he learned some martial arts from his father, it would seem good... He didn't expect to win the head of the general in the army of thousands of horses, at least he had to be able to protect himself and strengthen his body. Wang Ning'an was thinking about it, and the winner in the yard had been decided.

The servants brought by Cui Zhong are not a bucket, but their opponents are too strong.

Thinking about it, will Wang Liangjing take them as useful without strong skills?

Of course, these people gathered together for the first time, and they couldn't help but cooperate with the Cui family's servants, but they were so desperate that they rushed to the Wang family's yard and suddenly became turtles in the jar.

Everyone shouted wildly and killed wantonly, and the Cui family's troops fell down quickly.

Cui Zhong was so angry that he never expected that the Wang family would have an ambush!

Whoosh!

A javelin shot against his neck, only one inch away from being able to penetrate. Liang Dagang was extremely disappointed, but Cui Zhong was wet in his clothes in cold sweat.

"Retreat, follow me!"

Cui Zhong turned the horse around, and under the protection of several servants, he rushed out of the Second Courtyard and headed straight for the gate. As long as he went out, he would be safe.

Cui Zhong took the lead and rushed out of the yard. Suddenly, he felt empty under him and rolled down to the door with the horses.

"Hehe, blessed people don't have to be busy, don't try to run away!"

Uncle Wu laughed and pounced on him, pressing Cui Zhong under him, like a pig tied him up with a hemp rope.

Seeing that things were not going well, several other servants hurriedly picked up the horse and wanted to skip the trippy horse.

But they didn't know that Uncle Wu had been hunting for many years, and even his wild boar could not escape. Soon, several guys tripped one after another and took them all.

...

Facing the wounded corpses all over the ground, Wang Liangjing was stunned and told him to fight, but he still had to find his son after the disaster.

Wang Ning'an was called out, and he endured the bloody smell and glanced at him.

"Uncles and uncles, some people were injured or sacrificed..."

"There are no dead, only five wounded people. Lao Zhang's leg was broken!" Liang Dagang said quickly.

Wang Ning'an vented his anger, and it would be easier to deal with no dead people.

"Listen, let's check it carefully, and kill all the wounded, leaving no one behind!"

Since we have made a great grudge with the Cui family, we can only kill the weeds and we can't be polite.

"Everyone searches them again and take away all the valuable things, especially these horses, and after registering, they will be taken to your home immediately."

Everyone agreed and took action. They were so rude. Not to mention weapons and copper coins, even the dead people's clothes were stripped naked. Liang Dagang was still shouting that he was naked and went naked. Eighteen years later, he was a good man again!

"Bah, do you still want their ghosts to find you?" Wang Liangjing cursed in anger.

Liang Dagang smiled and scratched his head, "Fourth brother, I heard that say this before I die on the stage."

"The good people who were wronged should all go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

Liang Dagang was stunned for a moment, rushed directly to Cui Zhong, took off his Sichuan silk golden butterfly arrow sleeve robe, and draped it on himself, looking like he was wearing a monkey-like appearance.

His actions reminded everyone that the living prisoners were looted, leaving only the middle clothes, barely covering their bodies. Liang Dagang didn't give up yet, and Wang Ning'an suspected that if they didn't stop them, they could chop Cui Zhong and chop it into dumpling filling.

"Uncles and uncles, you go home first. I guess the people from the court are about to arrive."

Everyone nodded, took the seizure, led the horses, and ran away happily.

They had just left, and not long after, Gongsun Ce led the Chao Mahan and a group of people to the Wang family, like a whirlwind.

"Wang Erlang, are you okay?"

Gongsun Ce ran to the second floor yard and saw Wang Ning'an and Wang Liangjing standing side by side. There were about thirty corpses in the yard. The scalp was numb. There were several guys tied into rice dumplings behind them.

"This, you killed this alone?" Gongsun Ce screamed strangely.

"That's natural. Could it be that Mr. Gongsun doesn't believe in the effort he has put in?"

Wang Liangjing also learned to be shameless and speak shamelessly.

Following Gongsun Ce, there was a man with a black face. He walked in with a group of soldiers. Seeing the corpses on the ground, he didn't even have clothes, he immediately wondered: "Mr. Gongsun, didn't he say it was a group of horse thieves? Where did the horses go?"

Wang Ning'an secretly called for luck, but fortunately he was smart and got all the horses away, otherwise it would be in trouble.

"Mr. Gongsun, this person is..."

"Oh, this surname is Zhu, and he is the commander of our Fangjun Wei camp."

Wang Ning'an hurriedly bowed, "It turns out it's Lord Zhu, I'm so respectful."

Commander Zhu just snorted his mouth.

"Boy, where are those horses? Where have they been?" Zhu, the surname of Zhu, wanted a horse, but in fact he couldn't blame him. The Song army lacked horses, which is well known, especially the Xiang army was raised by stepmother, and the entire Wei-Cai camp could not get fifty horses.

If it weren't for coveting the horses under Cui Zhong, the surname Zhu wouldn't have chased him quickly!

Unexpectedly, the horses were gone, which was so annoying.

He winked at his subordinates and prepared to search everywhere.

Wang Ning'an saw it and was anxious, making these soldiers gangsters go around. What if they scared the old lady and grandma? They were wise in a hurry. Wang Ning'an suddenly burst into tears, "Second uncle, you died so miserably!"

Wang Liangxun was cut by Cui Zhong, and his two-foot-long hole was dry. He still stared at his two-foot-long eyes that refused to close. Perhaps at the moment of death, he would not believe that he was so smart and capable, how could he die? Even if everyone else died, he shouldn't have died!

With a feeling of aggrievance, Wang Liangxun could not close his eyes.

"Uncle II, you are dying with your eyes open. You should cut them into pieces!"

Wang Ning'an jumped and cursed, crying bitterly, and Wang Liangjing wiped his tears. "Second brother, although you are guilty, you are incompetent in your death like this!"

The father and son cried like tears. Commander Zhu was stunned. No matter how coveted the horses, he could not even understand the basic etiquette. If someone died, he would search everywhere. What's the matter!

"Please mourn and say goodbye."

Commander Zhu turned around and left, following his fingers, Wang Ning'an stared at his back, feeling so happy.

Cui Zhong’s horses had about fifty horses in total. Although there were not many real war horses, there was no problem using them to pull a cart.

With these horses, he can even organize a transportation team, which is another way to make money and can also be used to train troops. Even if he sells it, a horse is worth more than ten cents. No matter how he calculates it, he will make a lot of money.

Even if Wang Liangxun had to pretend to be a filial son and virtuous grandson, Wang Ning'an would have accepted it happily.

"You boy is really good!"

Gongsun Ce stretched out his finger and pointed Wang Ning'an's forehead. He held Bao Zheng's handwriting. The man surnamed Zhu was still indifferent. Wang Ning'an actually had the ability to force him back. He is really a master among the masters!

"Leave Cui Zhong to us. The lord just pried open Cui Yu's mouth and found out that there was a group of people in the Cui family, hiding in the Wild Wolf Valley. There were more horses there, gold and silver, enough to fill Zhu Yingtou's appetite. Even if you get the reward for catching people!"

After Gongsun Ce said that, he hurriedly left the Wang family.

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The soldiers were like bandits, and the soldiers and horses walked through Tuta Village. Every household closed the door and looked out through the cracks of the door. It was not until the gang of vicious monsters completely left that the big guys returned to the Wang family.

"Uncles and uncles, who do you know the situation in the Wild Wolf Valley? How many people are there?"

As soon as Wang Ning'an finished asking, Liang Dagang shook his head, "Don't be careful when fighting against the Wolf Valley. In my opinion, even if there are two or three thousand people, it will be useless."
Chapter completed!