Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 32 Killing One
As he said that, he leaned close to Qin Liu's ear and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. It's hard to say anything else about me. I am very good in bed, and every woman who has enjoyed it will never forget it."

A pair of big hands came to untie Qin Liu's belt.

Qin Liu was furious and stepped hard on Mr. Zhang's feet.But she was sitting and her strength was limited. Master Zhang smiled and pulled away her belt.

Qin Liu closed his eyes and turned his head in depression.

This ancient time of killing a thousand swords!
How could he be so unlucky that he had to be forced to do something to him by the overlord?

After a burst of noise, Qin Liu felt something hot spraying on his face.

She quickly turned her head to check—oh my god!

Zhang Qianhu was touching his neck where blood was spurting out with a look of horror on his face. He tried to open his mouth to inhale, and finally his body went limp and fell down.

Behind him appeared the rebellious and cold face of the little mute!

Qin Liu was shocked!
The little mute vigilantly kicked Zhang Qianhu, who was twitching on the ground, and then stepped forward and cut the belt binding Qin Liu's hands with a knife.

Only then did Qin Liu discover that the little mute had a slightly curved short blade in his hand, which was shining with cold light and stained with blood.

Just when she closed her eyes, he appeared without anyone noticing and killed Zhang Qianhu with a knife? !
The restraints on Qin Liu's hands were untied, he quickly tied his belt, and put the silver bag and kitchen knife on the ground into his arms again.

The little mute saw her holding the kitchen knife and glanced at her with disdain.

Qin Liu didn't dare to speak and pointed to the door.

The two children were still in the hands of others. Although she was temporarily rescued by the little mute, there were still guards outside.

If anyone knew that Zhang Qianhu's throat had been cut, neither the little mute nor she could escape.

The little mute nodded to her calmly and leaned close to the door.

Ma Ang's exclamation came from outside the door: "Oh no! The Tatar soldiers are coming in! Run!"

There were messy footsteps outside the house, and after a while Ma Ang called in a low voice: "Sister-in-law Li! Sister-in-law Li!"

The little mute opened a crack in the door and took a look, then went out with Qin Liu. In the main room, Ma Ang was holding a child around his waist and looking around eagerly.

Qin Liu stepped forward to pick up Erlang, and the group quickly ran out of the house.

Screams came from outside the yard, and urgent footsteps were getting closer and closer.

The little mute stopped a few people and asked them to go back to the house where Zhang Qianhu's body was, and close the door tightly.

The little mute looked towards the roof, jumped up to the beam with Erlang in his arms, and tied Erlang to the beam with his belt.

Qin Liu had already felt that Erlang's breathing was normal and guessed that he might have been drugged and fell asleep.

The beam of the room was not big, so it was a bit awkward for Da Lang to put him on it. The little mute stuffed him under the bed. There was a lot of blood under the bed, which Zhang Qianhu had just shed, and it was all over Da Lang.

Qin Liu retched a few times and was stuffed under the bed by the little mute.

At this time, Ma Ang was guarding the door of the room and had already started fighting with the first person who burst into the door!

Qin Liu was lying under the bed, and saw Little Mute and Ma Ang standing on the left and right of the door of the room. A man came in, one of them challenged, and the other slashed. He raised and lowered the knife, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

Qin Liu stared blankly as men fell into a pool of blood at the door one after another. Their corpses were piled on top of each other, and the door was quickly blocked.

An arrow shot in, but Little Mute and Ma Ang avoided it.

Ma Ang's skills were much inferior to those of the little mute, but he was still agile and strong. He was usually the one who responded to the enemy, while the little mute killed. The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding, and it was basically a fatal blow.A voice flashed in Qin Liu's mind: She actually let such a murderous little devil cut her mutton for two months!
He actually didn't cut me into pieces!

She clasped her hands together in prayer of thanksgiving.

God really favors her!
The little mute took a machete in his hand at some point. After curling the blade of the machete, he picked up a sword from a dead man on the ground.

The people outside the door also learned the lesson and no longer came to die, but started shouting.The visitor spoke Mongolian, and Qin Liu could actually understand most of it.

"Baalsborot, come back with us! Your sons Gunbilik and Anda are waiting for you! What's the point of hiding in the Han people's place? Do you plan to be a coward for the rest of your life?!"

Ma Ang frowned and looked at the little mute, who didn't speak.

Another voice came from outside the door: "Dayan Khan's son is actually a coward! What's the point of hiding?! As long as you are obedient, Taishi Yibulu will spare your life!"

No matter how stupid Qin Liu is, he still understands!
The little mute who works as a waiter to cut mutton for her is the son of Dayan Khan, the Great Khan of Mongolia!
A prince cut himself mutton for two months!

However, this prince seems to be a little depressed - he was chased here by the Mongolian people.

Is this why he hid in his store and didn't return to the grassland?
Qin Liu looked at Zhang Qianhu, who was not far from him and had died of anger. The ultimate target he used as bait today was the little mute or the Mongolian outside the door?
The Mongolian people outside the door stopped talking nonsense and started a new round of attack. The huge arrow shot through the door and into the wall. It sank into the wall, leaving only a white tail feather trembling.

Qin Liu flinched, imagining what kind of big hole it would be if the arrow penetrated the human body, and how chilling it would be.

The people outside the door were not stupid either. Now it was the man with the spear who attacked, but he was dragged in with the man with the gun. He raised the knife and fell to the sword in an instant.

Not long after, another flaming arrow hit the door. The fire spread and quickly burned the door.

Qin Liu looked up nervously at the beams.

Her biological son, Erlang, was still sleeping soundly on the beam!

The little mute kicked the burning door open.

There was a scream outside.

The screams were filled with panic, and a mess of footsteps sounded in the yard.

But Qin Liu heard clearly that there was a calm man's voice in the yard outside the house: "Fire the arrow!"

Outside the door, there was a muffled sound of arrows hitting the body and screams.

Some people hid in the room in a panic, but Ma Ang and the little mute neatly dealt with them.

The massacre lasted for a while.

Qin Liu was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He only saw Little Mute and Ma Ang changing their weapons several times - all of them were curled.

Qin Liu finally understood the reason why the wall here was so strong: by standing guard at the door, one man could guard the gate and no one could open it, and he was not afraid of the enemy's fire attack or strong attack!
It has to be said that Zhang Qianhu had some considerations in choosing this place, and was not a complete idiot and a lustful ghost.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that the little mute would quietly appear and cut his throat without anyone noticing.

Thinking about it, in such a borderland with frequent killings, he must have some ability to hold the position of Thousand Households for many years.

Qin Liu also discovered that the people who rushed through the door were all wearing Han civilian clothes. They were probably disguised as Han people, pretending to be passers-by visiting relatives during the first month of the year, and came to capture the little mute.

Fortunately, the little mute hid himself well before and no one knew he was in his store.

(End of this chapter)