Thousands of Mountains

After walking in the dense forest for a few days, Yin Cen's body injuries began to flare up, his whole body was hot and drowsy, but he could vaguely recognize that this was the direction going in the opposite direction to Qingyuan Mansion and the Seven Guards of Kansai. After leaving the dense forest, he had already arrived Arriving in a completely unfamiliar place, the vegetation in front of him is gradually thinning, and the yellow sand is rolling in the end of his vision, and the scorching sun is hanging high. He is dragged violently, stepping into the dust with one deep step and one shallow step.

On the way, the ropes on Yin Cen's body were replaced with iron shackles. On the way, he encountered several groups of troops dressed in the same clothes. The whole group was getting bigger and bigger. Yin Cen recognized the leader of one of the groups, who had only met once. But the half-faced gray-bearded man who can never be forgotten, he seems to be the leader of the whole army, walking far in the forefront.

Yin Cen was thrown into the wooden yoke cage dragged by the carriage. Inside the cage were men like him with shackles and scars all over his body. No one spoke. He didn't see the army leader with Yin Cistan, he looked around in the limited space, but found no sign of Yin Cistan.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from a carriage behind him. Yin Cen squatted down and looked back while pawing on the board. A tall man in Ning Dynasty military uniform and shackled came out of another cage. Using shackles as weapons, he knocked down several escorting soldiers in a row, but immediately after, he was besieged by the soldiers with knives and cut their throats, and blood splashed on the yellow sand. Yin Cen saw that thick figure fell heavily to the ground.

At some point, a person squeezed in beside Yin Cen, squatting down like him, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid."

He lowered his head sharply and saw a pair of bright brown eyes. Yin Cen sized him up. His messy hair could no longer tell its original color. He had a yellowish-brown face and his clothes were raggeder than himself. Looking at his age, Similar to himself, but seems calmer than himself.

"Wu Ye'er," the yellow-haired boy pointed to himself and whispered, "My family lives in Charing Town, how about you?"

"Yin Cen, Chaha Town." As soon as he finished speaking a few words, a whip came down from above the cage, and he shouted in a muddy accent, "Don't speak!"

The two children were silent, but kept close to each other, and fell asleep as the carriage swayed deeply and shallowly.

When they woke up again, they were already in a camp deep in the desert. There was a vast expanse of Gobi Desert. In the far distance there was the outline of a mountain range. Nearby were all neatly arranged military tents like an array. It looks tall and luxurious, Yin Cen thought, it must be Wang Zhang.

The people in the cage were driven down like cattle, and put into a slightly larger cell. This row was where prisoners of war were held. Yin Cen and Wu Ye'er were driven into the innermost cell together. One of the rooms is heavily guarded on the periphery.

The prison room was steaming, watching the escort walk away, Wu Ye'er approached again, tugging at Yin Cen's sleeve, "Everyone in our town is dead."

Yin Cen felt compassionate, and replied in a low voice, "Chaha Town, it's the same." He asked again, "How did you survive and be arrested again?"

Wu Ye'er laughed at herself, "Look at me."

Yin Cen turned his head, sized him up suspiciously, and felt that he looked different from himself, with high brows and sunken eyes, a very handsome face, and a taller figure than himself, but he looked like the foreign soldiers who imprisoned them. Quite similar, he said in surprise, "Aren't you from the Central Plains?"

"No, just... half and half." Wu Ye'er's face deepened with mockery, "I'm a bastard."

"I have never met my father, and my mother never mentioned it, but I guess he is from the Shule country. Everyone in the town calls me a bastard. The children in the town never play with me. See you I also hate me, just because I look like a Shule countryman."

Wu Ye'er paused, "But I didn't expect that because of this face, I survived. Those people didn't kill me, but they didn't treat me as their own, they only took me as Ning Chao's prisoner here."

Yin Cen nodded, looking at Wu Ye'er's eyes with compassion, he asked, "Do you know where this is?"

Wu Ye'er nodded and continued, "This is the military camp of Shule Kingdom. Shule Kingdom and our Daning Dynasty used to fight every year, and then under the guard of General Lin Moyan, the border has been peaceful for 20 years, but now it is not Knowing why, the Shule Congress suddenly attacked on a large scale and slaughtered all the towns in the Seven Guards of Kansai overnight."

"What?!" Only then did Yin Cen realize that not only Chaha Town, but all the towns in the Seven Guards of Kansai were raided, and a chill ran down his back in an instant, "Why?!"

"I don't know either," Wu Ye'er shook his head blankly, "I can understand some Shule words, that's all they said along the way."

Yin Cen seemed to see a huge black net, with a small corner lifted up, and he himself was just an inconspicuous pawn in the black net. It was pure luck that he survived the massacre this time.

He thought of Shen Cang, and Yin Qi who was brought to the barracks like him, and felt sad and anxious, he had to find a way to get out of the cage, at least find Yin Qi quickly.

For several months in a row, the prison cell changed from sweltering heat to freezing cold like a snow cave, but they were only locked here, they were not dragged out to do hard labor, and no one came to them. Let them not die.

One night, Yin Cen was kicked violently a few times. He curled up into the wall, opened his eyes, and saw a fierce soldier picking up his collar and dragging him up, "Come on, it's your turn." !"

Yin Cen was suspicious, he didn't know what he was going to do, if it was to kill him, why wait until now to do it?Besides, he is an unknown child, so it makes no difference whether he is killed or not.

The soldiers only dragged him quickly into a passage in the tent. Yin Cen vaguely heard cheers and drums outside. The pawn accidentally opened the shackles for him, smiled sinisterly, opened the door curtain and pushed him out.

Yin Cen stood unsteadily, rolled a few laps on the ground and got up in panic. Looking around, he saw that he was in a huge circular tent. At night, countless torches were lit around the tent, which was as bright as daytime.

The three or four-story high platforms around were full of people. From a distance, they looked like ordinary sergeants. Nearby, there were probably officers and generals. There were even noble women dressed up. Everyone was cheering in a language he couldn't understand. Yin Cen looked forward, and the half-bearded Shule general sitting across from him was the man who had put Yin Cistan on the horse that day, who was whispering to him.

Yin Cen was excited, and wanted to rush over to ask the man where he took Yin Cistan, but he heard a hoarse growl from beside him.

He turned his head, only to find another person on the sandy ground not far from him. His head was full of fangs and claws, his figure was more than twice as thick as his, his eyes were fierce, and he stood up staggeringly. A shadow was cast before him.

On the opposite side, someone stood up and made a gesture, and all the cheering and clamor stopped suddenly. He spoke in words that Yin Cen could understand, and said in a strange accent, "If you two can't kill each other within a stick of incense, If both are still alive, then both of them will be executed at the same time!"

After finishing speaking, the cheers rang out even more violently, General Cang Ran stroked his beard, and half-closed his eyes towards Yin Cen.

Yin Cen knew what he was going to do, but he didn't expect that this barren land would retain an extremely bloody arena for living people!

I saw the burly man standing up, clenched his fists and pressing him step by step, Yin Cen knew that there was no way out at this time, watching the big man punch him, his body flickered slightly, from his elbow Dodging easily, the big man turned around and kicked again, Yin Cen immediately understood that the opponent didn't have any real skills, only relying on his mighty figure and terrifying strength, it would be impossible to take down this white-faced boy strenuous.

But he didn't want to spend half a stick of incense, the big man didn't even touch the hem of Yin Cen's clothes, he was already out of breath, his steps were sloppy, Yin Cen didn't want to kill him, this is obviously a captured captive, just as pitiful as him status, and now they have to kill each other for the entertainment of these sergeants.

There was thunderous drums all around, seeing that they hadn't fought for a long time, they were already irritable, and there were incomprehensible curses everywhere, Yin Cen turned a deaf ear to it, but couldn't find any way to get out, when the incense burnt out, they both had to be beheaded.

Seeing that time was running out, the big man became even more anxious, gasping for breath and rushing towards Yin Cen, Yin Cen helplessly closed his eyes, passed his palm sideways, wrapped one arm around the other's neck, stuck his head in the He raised his waist and exerted force to lift the big man up, then fell down hard, and a guillotine decisively ended his life.

There was thunderous cheers from all around, Yin Cen saw the bearded general standing up on the opposite side, he just wanted to rush over to ask Yin Cistan's whereabouts, but was shackled again by several soldiers and dragged back along the way he came cell.

Wu Ye'er was dragged out next. Yin Cen rushed forward to grab him, but was severely whipped several times by the soldiers. Before Yin Cen could say anything to him, he saw Wu Ye'er being dragged and turned around. , leaving him with a desolate expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Yin Cen huddled in the corner, the horror of the perverted game was far greater than the murder itself, he thought of Wu Ye'er, thought of Yin Cistan, most of the end was life lost, and the resentment in his heart was already overwhelming.

A moment later, unexpectedly, Wu Ye'er was dragged back again. Yin Cen jumped up from the corner, looked at him carefully up and down, but he didn't see any injuries, and the soldier dragged another person out of the cage. Ye'er covered her mouth and said to Yin Cen, "I fight...it's okay."

Yin Cen couldn't help laughing, and asked, "How can it be calculated?"

Wu Ye'er grinned and said, "I look like this, the school won't accept me at all, so my mother had to find a martial artist to teach me kung fu, and I went with their escort agency to escort the darts."

So that's the case, Wu Ye'er frowned and said, "I guess this killing game won't be a matter of a day or two. In case, one day it will be you and me against each other." He looked at Yin Cen and held his hand, "I won't hurt you."

Yin Cen also held Wu Ye'er's hand tightly, "I am the same, I will not hurt you."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and agreed, "Then we can only die together, hahahaha." The hearty laughter echoed abruptly in the cage, which diluted the gloom of recent days a lot.

"At that time, we will resist together, and even if we die, we will kill him to death." Yin Cen said fiercely, turning his head to look at Wu Ye'er, who also nodded fiercely.

I don't know when the night's "carnival" lasted. Yin Cen and Wu Ye'er fell asleep with their heads leaning against each other. When they woke up, it was another day of being beaten and scolded by others. At night again, Yin Cen and Yin Cen did as Wu Ye'er predicted. He was dragged out again.

Knowing what he was about to face, Yin Cen no longer panicked, and was pushed into the arena after the iron shackles were removed. Yin Cen found that he was the only one in the tent at this moment. The crowd of spectators was exactly the same as yesterday, but his opponent. Not yet.

A low growl came from the tunnel, and Yin Cen's vigilance rose again. It was an involuntary defense mechanism in the face of a real crisis. The soldiers around the field began to get excited. distance from the channel.

All of a sudden, the door curtain of the aisle was lifted, and a black and gray figure leaped out from the inside, leaping across the air with lightning speed and landed in the center of the tent. Yin Cen looked intently, it was not a person, but a huge, A scrawny wolf with bared fangs!