After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad - Chapter 779 Collecting Protection Fees

Behind him are A-Zu, A-ba, and his uncles.

They raised their bows and shot at the pursuers, shouting, "Pony, run! Run!"

The child named Majuzi wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand and did not dare to look back.

The wind carried the smell of blood, and he didn't dare to think which relative's blood this was.

Ma Juzi felt his lungs were on fire, and the wind rushing in felt like cutting with a knife.

The pony under his crotch also slowed down.

Ma Juzi's mind went blank. Will he die too?

Yeli Wangrong wanted to ride over to see what was going on, but he glanced at Meitang and controlled his impulse.

Mei Tang and others were also a little hesitant as to whether they should take care of this matter.

Their mission is to go to Xingqing Mansion to rescue the eldest lady, which requires them to keep a low profile and not cause too much trouble.

Judging from the noises in the distance, there should be a fight between two groups of people. The situation on the herdsmen's side is not good.

Mei Tang didn't plan to care about it anymore.

If not, then it's just fate.

Ma Juzi also saw Zhao San, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. It was the Han man who wanted to give him candy!

Ma Juzi yelled at the top of his lungs: "Help, help us!"

A trace of pity flashed across Zhao San's face, but he still didn't move: "Come here quickly!"

Ma Juzi didn't know what Mei Tang and others were thinking. He only knew that if the Han people took action, they might be able to save their family.

"Please save my parents! I can pay you. We have the fattest sheep and cattle. I will give you whatever you want, as long as you are willing to save us! Kind-hearted Han people, please show your mercy and save us. Save us, the poor lambs bullied by the Tartars."

The foal mumbled a long string of words, speaking quickly and urgently with a crying tone.

Mei Tang and the others had only learned the Xixia language at the last minute, so they had not mastered it very well and did not understand what Ma Juzi was saying at all.

Mei Tang gripped the reins tightly and turned to Yeli Wangrong for confirmation: "This kid seems to be talking about the Tartars?"

Yeli Wangrong keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the team had changed.

It was like a dozing tiger that suddenly opened its eyes, stared at its prey's throat, and was ready to pounce at any time.

Yeli Wangrong: "Yes, they were probably robbed by the Tartars, the Tartars..."

Even the gentle Mei Tang rushed forward, roaring.

Grass!

Mei Tang, you don't even have a bow and arrow, do you want to fight the Tartars with a meat-cutting dagger? !

Yeli Wangrong cursed in his heart, but rushed to Meitang as soon as possible and stood side by side with Zhao San.

The wind whistled in his ears, and Yeli Wangrong smelled the scent of a battlefield.

Zhao San's blood was boiling, and everything from his hair to his heels was shouting, "Kill the Tartars!"

"Other people's affairs are nothing but idle business. Killing the Tartars is our duty!"

Zhao San and others passed by the Xixia children and rushed straight to the battlefield.

In fact, it was a one-sided massacre.

Twenty or so Tartars surrounded the four herdsmen like a cat teasing a mouse, and stabbed them from time to time.

The blood soaked their fur clothes and stuck to the fur in streaks.

A herdsman held a baby in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, with a ferocious look on his face. He kept trying to break out of the encirclement, but was forced back.

Not far away, there were the sounds of a woman struggling and crying, as well as unbearable noises.

Obviously, an atrocity had already taken place here.

A little further away, there were seven or eight Tartars driving flocks of sheep and horses.

Some sheep were frightened and tried to escape in panic, but were shot dead by the Tartars.

"Let her go! We have already paid the protection fee, why are you trying to kill us all?"

"Get out! This is our Xixia land!"

The herdsmen's eyes were bloodshot, and they cursed the demons before them with every word they could think of.

I don’t know which words angered the Tartar. He put away his teasing look, raised his bow and arrow, and aimed at the herdsmen.

The moment the fingers pulling the bow relaxed, another arrow was shot out.

This arrow was more powerful and faster, and the arrowhead was sharper. It pierced the Tartar's throat from behind.

This arrow was like a signal, and before the Tatars could react, they were met with a rain of arrows.

Countless arrows were like deadly ghosts, mercilessly reaping the lives of the Tartars.

"Who are you? You're so powerful, you can't even kill a sheep so quickly." Battan Duluhai stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

The Tartars who had just forced them into a desperate situation were killed like cutting melons and vegetables in a short period of time!

They also finished off each corpse to ensure that every Tartar died to the point of death.

Yeli Wangrong did not expect that the fighting power of this group of Han people was so strong. He thought it would be a tough battle, but it turned out to be a crushing defeat.

Arrows produced in Yunzhou are one less each time they are used, so they cannot be wasted.

"It feels great!" Mei Tang was refreshed and finally had time to look at the herdsmen in front of him.

The crying Xixia child followed them closely until the battle was over, and then he rushed into his father's arms like a calf.

Three or four female herdsmen emerged from the bushes. They hurriedly gathered their clothes and crawled to their relatives. There were traces of tears and dirt on their faces, so their appearance could not be seen clearly.

The original intention was not to save people, but to kill the Tartars. There was no need to have more contact with this group of herdsmen.

"Wait, please wait!" The leading man chased after them and stopped ten steps away from Mei Tang. He said with gratitude, "Thank you, kind and merciful Han people. Please allow us to express our gratitude with food."

Mei Tang waved his hands. The herdsmen lived in hardship. Why should we add burden to them with just a small effort?

Battan Duluhai was very persistent. Seeing that Meitang could not be persuaded, he started talking a lot to Yeli Wangrong.