The rest of the Tartars that followed Bai Ziyang were all crippled by Bai Ziyang's flying needles.
Bai Ziyang's ghostly figure swept across the entire village. All the tartars he saw were crippled by his glare. In the end, there was only one tartar left who did not care about his helmet. He jumped on his horse and tried to escape.
"You want to run now? It's too late." Looking at the retreating figure, Bai Ziyang channeled his strength to his right foot and kicked away a stone on the ground.
"Whoosh!" He fell off the horse.
Bai Ziyang patrolled the village. Other than some dazed women and a few children hiding in the grass, he found that almost everyone in the village was dead. There were only a hundred Tartars, and Bai Ziyang estimated that there were more than five hundred strong men in the village. However, with such a huge difference in numbers, no one resisted.
The Tartars all fell in Bai Ziyang's hands, their faces filled with indescribable bitterness.
Shaking his head, Bai Ziyang strolled over. The tartar that had been hit by the stone had its back armor shattered. Its entire spine had been shaken into several pieces by the stone, and it kept coughing up blood. Bai Ziyang didn't kill him. He rubbed the horse's neck to show his closeness, and the horse snorted.
"What a good child." Just as Bai Ziyang was about to get on his horse and come out of seclusion for some excitement, a small black hand grabbed the corner of his shirt.
"What's the matter?" Bai Ziyang was expressionless.”
The boy's voice was clear and powerful.”
"Oh? What is your purpose?"
"Learn your skills and take revenge!"
It was concise and powerful, without any concealment. Bai Ziyang looked at the child and asked,"What's your name?"
The boy turned around and glanced at the other children not far away. He turned back again and said,"Zhuo, I don't have a surname now."
After looking at the boy for a while, he looked at Bai Ziyang with a determined gaze. Bai Ziyang looked at the Tartar on the left who was coughing up blood and said,"If you kill him, you can call me master.”
The boy looked at the tartar and walked over without hesitation. His thin body picked up the big knife with great effort and swung it down with great force without changing his gaze.
Clang! The first slash only managed to cut through the breastplate, and the Tartar glared at him angrily.
The boy seemed to be frightened and fell to the ground. Bai Ziyang had no intention of helping and just watched. The boy stood up again and slashed again…
This time, a large part of the tartar's face was blown away. The tartar screamed in pain. The sound from its throat made the broken bones pierce into its internal organs, making it even more painful. The boy did not care and slashed a few more times…
Seeing the dying Tartar, Bai Ziyang walked over and threw away the prop in the boy's hand. He held the child in his arms and jumped onto the horse."From now on, your surname will be Bai, and your name will be Bai Zhuo.”
"Yes, I'm Bai Zhuo. What's your master's name?”
"Hehe, my surname is Bai, my name is Ziyang, and my name is Song. Remember it well."
Bai Ziyang patted the horse's back. Suddenly, the horse started to walk leisurely, completely unaffected by the tragic scene around it. This caused Bai Ziyang to reveal a carefree smile.
Throughout the history of China, Bai Ziyang hated three periods the most: the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Yuan Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty. Thus, when dealing with these people, Bai Ziyang chose to torture them instead of killing them. Otherwise, it would be difficult to dispel the anger in his heart. Bai Ziyang was very satisfied with his newly accepted disciple.
Following the path, the two of them headed out of the pass. Bai Ziyang's next destination was Yong Pass.
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Under the setting sun, a date red horse trotted briskly along the country road. On the horse's back were naturally Bai Ziyang and his new disciple, Bai Zhuo. Along the way, many villages had been looted, and many Tartars had been crippled along the way. Seeing them lying on the ground waiting for death, his depressed mood improved a lot. Along the way, it also confirmed Bai Ziyang's guess that the Manchu had not entered the pass. These Tartars were just a group of people who had bypassed the Great Wall.
When they arrived at Yong Pass, Bai Ziyang brought Bai Zhuo to change into a new set of clothes. After eating something, they found a merchant's house to settle Bai Zhuo down.
In front of the silver, the merchant surnamed Li agreed. Zi Yang had inquired about this family and knew that the merchant surnamed Li was a kind person. He was not worried about Bai Zhuo's safety.
"Stay here. Master will come back to pick you up in a few days.”
"Master, where are you going?"
Bai Ziyang smiled and did not answer directly. He only said,""You can do it in the future!"
He walked out of the door and jumped onto the horse, his back facing Bai Zhuo's anxious gaze as he walked further and further away.
When the sky was completely dark, the date red horse had already arrived in front of the city gate. Bai Ziyang looked up. Under the moonlight, there were two big words written on the city gate: Yong Pass.
He saw that there were lanterns and torches flickering on the city wall. When he looked over, he saw that there were no soldiers patrolling on the city wall. He dismounted and moved the date red horse to an abandoned stable, covering it with straw.
"Be good and wait for me to come back. Here, this is your food."
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，。The new book is not a eunuch. You can keep it at ease and fatten it before killing it.
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