Haiyan

When Yan Jidao followed the Han army all the way to attack the city, all eyes were on General Qinghe.

He was originally a simple and honest martial artist. He learned swordsmanship from Yan Jidao back then, and for more than [-] years he has been powerful in Hongchuan with a Chixiao, but he is actually a lump of elm. Now he knows that his teacher and his brother are going to conquer his country. Pushed to a dead end, it is not without grief and indignation in my heart.

But after all, he is a famous general in the world, no matter how honest he is, he will not be dazzled by the momentary anger.

On the northern capital city, the Maharaja personally sat in the town, and then Qinghe and Qin Shuoming led a hundred thousand warriors to fight.

The night wind was blowing backwards, and if the torches were not enough to illuminate it brightly, who would want to see it with their own eyes in this tragic night!

The air-conditioning was mixed with the smell of blood and spread in the air. On the vast grassland, a large number of dark human heads were slowly moving towards the southern area.

Under the dark sky, countless pairs of unclear faces were blown wantonly by the cold wind, and the hurricane swept up the blizzard and hit their heads messily. The refugees moved their feet silently with their heads down, and they didn't know where they were going , I only know to follow the big army to keep moving forward, and avoid the devastating killing behind as soon as possible.

Most of the samurai who resettled the refugees went to the front line. The Han army's offensive was so fierce that Yebei had to pour out almost all of its troops.

A few hours ago, the news that Gu Lingjun died in battle on the bank of the Gurqin River came, and many herdsmen lost their last confidence in this country.

Natural disasters.

They no longer beg for food and drink, they just want to live, as long as they live.

However, within these two hours, many young, old and young refugees had already died.

It seems that all fears are shrouded in this vast grassland.

Chang Sheng was caught in the crowd and kept pushing forward. He didn't know if he had stayed in the underground palace for so long that he had already forgotten the way home when Li Su was not around.

There was a baby crying beside her, and the mother kept trying to comfort the baby in her arms in a low voice, but no matter how much she comforted her, the baby continued to cry, and the man who followed her became impatient for a while, and shouted: "If you cry again, put it in the pot." Cook it in!"

The woman was so frightened that her eyes were filled with tears, she hurriedly reached out and gently covered the child's mouth, but the cry was even more heart-piercing.

The man was even more annoyed, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the baby out, then raised his arm violently amidst the woman's scream, with a muffled sound, the green-brown baby in his hand fell to the ground, and the crying stopped abruptly.

"what--"

The mother screamed and threw herself on the ground to pick up the child, but the man kicked her on the back and shouted: "The grown-ups don't even have to eat. I have a ball for him. Pick it up and take it with you. After a while, it’s time to rest before cooking and eating meat.”

The mother on the ground suddenly turned around and threw herself on the man. Her face was already distorted, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."

In the next second, he pulled out a dagger from nowhere, and slashed at the man, but the man let out a piss and drank: "You stinky bitch who doesn't know what to do!"

He snatched the dagger from the woman's hand and threw it into the woman's chest with his backhand.

There was a soft puff, and the blood burst from under the thin clothes instantly. The woman opened her big eyes in horror, twitched twice, and then fell down.

The man had just killed someone, but he didn't feel scared at all.

Wiping the blood on the woman's body, he bent down in dissatisfaction and picked up the dead baby and tied it to his back. Then he tied the rope around the woman's body. With one hand, he dragged the woman's body down the road. The snow moves forward.

"Damn it, it's shameless for me to marry a daughter-in-law, and it's troublesome for me to marry a daughter-in-law. I'll cook you two later."

Just as he was talking, a man who was about his age suddenly approached him from the side, and said in a low voice: "Brother Seven, will you give me some meat later?"

The man pushed him impatiently, and said: "Go away, go away, this is my meal for ten days, what will I share with you?"

After finishing speaking, he ignored that person and continued to walk forward. The other one was rejected, pouted his mouth, and cursed angrily: "A shameless thing who eats the flesh of his wife and children is not afraid of retribution!"

After finishing speaking, he spat fiercely on the ground, put his hands into his sleeves, and hurriedly followed.

And the refugees around just now did not respond as if they had never heard of it. They seemed to have gotten used to the same scene along the way. For these people, it was not unusual for the weak to die at the hands of the strong, and the weak preyed on the strong.

Chang Sheng stood in the crowd, his eyes were wide open, and his entire back was trembling violently.

A refugee who was moving forward accidentally bumped into a child on the ground, Chang Sheng suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, and the people behind followed him.

Maybe it was because of the darkness, everyone didn't see clearly that there was a child under their feet, several pairs of feet stepped on him at once, Chang Sheng wanted to stand up, but was bumped by the next person who came up arrive.

"Hey!"

A slight exclamation sounded, and the boy who just felt that a foreign object was stepped on his feet couldn't help but blurted out, his feet hurriedly moved in a panic, and it was at this moment that Chang Sheng was able to turn over and stand up in a hurry.

"Oh, it's a child. I thought I stepped on a wolf cub. It scared me to death."

Chang Sheng was about to curse, when he heard the voice, he jumped forward almost subconsciously, and said loudly: "Xiao Wu, is it Xiao Wu?"

The person called was obviously taken aback.

Xiao Wu was held by his grandfather and stood aside. When he heard someone calling him, he hurriedly broke away from the old man's hand and walked to Chang Sheng. Only when he walked in did he see the other's face clearly. The boy couldn't help but blurted out: "Chang Sheng Sheng, you are Chang Sheng!"

When Chang Sheng saw Xiao Wu's face, his eyes were wet instantly, but he didn't care to wipe his tears, and hurriedly said, "It's me, Xiao Wu, I'm Chang Sheng."

Xiao Wu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chang Sheng's hand, and said in surprise, "Why are you here? I heard that you disappeared with Proton a month ago, and I followed your brother and the others to find you. What on earth are you doing?" Where did you go? Shouldn’t you be in Wang’s Tent at this time?”

Chang Sheng choked up and said, "I'll tell you what happened before, Xiao Wu, I was pushed here by refugees, I couldn't get out, so I followed them all the way here."

Xiao Wu looked at Chang Sheng's face full of grievances, and said immediately: "Then your father didn't let anyone come to you?"

Chang Sheng shook his head and said, "My father probably thought I was sleeping in a tent until now, and I sneaked out."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then lost his mind, and said, "Then what to do, this place is so far away from the Golden Account, it is not easy to go back."

Chang Sheng said: "I know, I wanted to go back just now, but there are too many people behind me, I can't squeeze out, I can only go when they stop."

Xiao Wu said: "We are all rushing to Mang Mountain now, and it will take several hours before we rest."

Chang Sheng nodded and said: "I'll leave as soon as the team stops. I guess it won't be long before the people in the tent will find out that I'm missing, and they will definitely come to look for me." Wiping away the tears on his face, he asked, "Why did you come here with these people, isn't your home in Philadelphia?"

Xiao Wu was a little sad when he heard the words, and said sullenly: "A month ago, during the time you disappeared, my father took me back to my hometown when he couldn't survive in Philadelphia. Unexpectedly, there was a famine within a few days after returning. My father and my uncle were captured by our general there to fill up the Hongchuan battlefield. Only my grandpa and I were left at home. We really had nothing to eat, so we all gathered together and came here. I wanted to Relying on the king's tent to distribute some food, I didn't expect the Han army to press so hard. We didn't come here in a hurry, so we had to go south quickly. Anyway, those who placed us can't control us now. The armies are at war."

Chang Sheng patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder to comfort him, and said firmly, "Don't worry, my father will definitely defeat the Han people."

Xiao Wu sniffled and nodded fiercely: "Chang Sheng, why don't you stay with me and my grandfather first, and I'll send you back to the Wang Tent when you're resting."

Chang Sheng let out a "hmm", and then looked towards the tall Golden Tent Palace in the distance, the black eagle flag gave him an indescribable strength.

Under the dark night, the hands of fate gently play with the future that he has already appointed. Many times, what we think of as misfortune is actually the beginning of luck. However, those so-called luck are just filled with countless blood and lives. Intertwined, corroded the soul, carved in the bone marrow.