Unfortunately, it was rightly said.

Just when Liu Yaoming and Bai Ren, the two top generals of Wushengguan, hesitated to open the gate and let the refugees pass through the customs, they received a flying message from mobile spies.

"The enemy was five miles away from me, stopped suddenly, then split the road, scattered in all directions, fanned, and advanced forward at a rapid pace. ”

The flying letter was hastily written in an emergency and brought in through the air by tying it to the feet of a military carrier pigeon.

Liu Yaoming swept it hastily and handed it to Bai Ren.

Bai Ren read it carefully, fell into a deep groan, and his expression changed greatly.

"When the enemy army was five miles away from my Wusheng Pass, it suddenly divided into several roads, scattered, like a fan, and hurried forward quickly......" Bai Ren muttered, his hand slowly swiped in mid-air, sliding out of a fan shape, this fan shape was drawn to the maximum, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, still still.

The torch at the battlement burned brightly, shining on Bai Ren's delicate face, which twitched in pain and surprise: "What a sinister intention, the first soldiers galloped forward in separate ways, and then, and then...... Then we will take the Wusheng Pass as the center, gather and shrink forward, and surround us in the middle like an iron bucket!"

"It's not that simple. Liu Yaoming shook his head, although he seemed to be irritable and rude on the surface, he had a unique keen sense and unique insights in military affairs.

Bai Ren frowned, repeatedly recalling the short content carried by Feixin, the hand hanging in the air contracted, and shook it fiercely, "Yes, they do have other plans, they want to surround them on all sides, chase and intercept the scattered homeless people to the pass, and then use them to force us to switch." ”

"What a vicious thief with intentions!" Liu Yaoming said to himself fiercely.

At the pass, under the city, more and more refugees gathered, and people kept fleeing from all directions.

Under the threat of death, they have only one thought, behind them are the iron cavalry of the enemy country, and the only people who can save their lives are the soldiers of their own country, only the passes occupied by their own country, and only by fleeing to the land that has not fallen, can they survive.

The young man with his sister on his back finally saw the lights in front of him in the vast night sky, and the lights flickered in the middle of the empty city tower.

That's the five-win level, that's the five-win level on the burning torch.

"Sister, sister, look, we're here, we're at the five-win level—" He shouted in a hoarse voice. Running for his life, smoke was billowing from his throat and almost bursting into flames.

"Ah, Wusheng Pass—our pass, we're really going to be safe, right, brother?" the younger sister awoke from her coma and muttered, her eyes shining with a bright light of hope.

"Yes, yes, if you hold on for a while, my brother will carry you over, and we will be able to enter the customs immediately, and we will be able to enter the customs by the way, as long as we pass this pass, we will enter the defense of the southwest camp, where one of the three major camps of my Dongliang country is stationed, and they will definitely be able to ensure the safety of our people." ”

"yes. We can be regarded as seeing hope, God is pitiful, this cheap life can be picked up again-" An old man sighed.

"God is merciful, I hope we can get through smoothly. ”

The younger sister, who was lying on her brother's back, felt her brother's sweat soak through her clothes, and also wet her own clothes. She touched her brother's back, her eyes were full of tears, and in the troubled times, she realized that the best person in the world for herself was her dear flesh and blood.

At this time, a message came through the crowd in front of them.

The crowd erupted.

"Don't open the city gates, don't let go of the gates?" the old man's voice was surprised, angry, and desperate.

"Why don't you let us in? Don't they know that we have no way to go except this road? The ground under the jurisdiction of the Sizhi Pass in the north has all fallen, and the army of Moro is burning and looting everywhere, and there are thousands of cliffs in the south and south, and we only have the road of Wusheng Pass to go!" someone shouted.

"That is, that is, we desperately escaped from the enemy's butcher's knife, and the only hope is to enter the pass from here, and if we don't let us pass now, doesn't that mean watching us wait for death?"

A feeling of pain and fear, like a plague, quickly flowed through the crowd, and soon everyone was enveloped in this atmosphere of grief and despair.

The young man could no longer be optimistic, and he had no strength to carry his sister on his back, and his own body quickly collapsed at this moment, and he slowly squatted down and knelt on the ground.

The sister behind her, Gollum, fell to the ground.

She supported her hands and got up, "Brother, brother, don't worry about me, you better run for your life, you are alone, and it is a burden to take me." ”

She said as she took out a small jade pendant from the depths of her clothes, "Brother, my mother left it for me, you can take it away." If you think of us in the future, you can take a look at it. ”

When my brother pushed the pendant back, he roared: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said that we are going to separate? I said, our family will not be separated for the rest of our lives, and my brother will take you back to your hometown and help your father and mother collect the body and bury it, and now our father and mother are gone, but you can rest assured, there is still a brother, and my brother will take care of you in the future." ”

Having said that, there was clearly a deep despair in his eyes, and he had struggled to escape here with hope all the way, but now that the pass was not crossed, he himself was confused about what to do next.

"Let's go and beg the general who guards the pass, how can you not let us go, we are the people of Dongliang Kingdom, will our country and our army not care about our life and death?"

"It's useless to beg. Some people have already begged, some people have broken the door of their heads, and some people have died directly under the gate, but they just don't open it, people say that this door can't be opened, and if it is opened, the enemy army will blend in. ”

"What kind of is this, doesn't it really care about us? There are so many of us-"

"What are we, in the eyes of these officials, they are at most worthless grass people, and they won't care about our cheap lives. ”

"Woo, are we just waiting for death?"

Cries, scolding, and grievances are intertwined.

They fled dozens or even hundreds of miles on foot from the three dangerous passes, the four control passes, and even farther places, enduring hunger, thirst and fatigue, and went through nine deaths before arriving here.

They could no longer walk, it became difficult to even stand, and one by one they were paralyzed on the ground.

The young man held on, pulling his sister's arm, "Let's go, let's go ahead." ”

The brother and sister staggered through the staggering crowd with their arms.

They hadn't gone far when suddenly a strange sound came from behind them, "Boom-boom-"

The sound was rolling, and it seemed to be pushing forward against the ground.

"Ahh

"Is it really the Moro Army, or the cavalry—"

The refugees woke up like a dream, they all got up and ran, in a hurry it was really difficult to take care of the beginning, for a time abandoned their fathers and mothers, separated children, husbands and wives went their separate ways, crying and shouting resounded all over the world.

The young man picked up his sister again and ran, the only direction at this time was Wusheng Pass, where the soldiers of the Dongliang Kingdom were stationed, and there was the land of the motherland that had not yet fallen, even if he died, he would die there.

Behind him was indeed the Moro army, and it was the vanguard of the great army - the cavalry.

The first thing the refugees saw was dust and smoke, rolling and galloping forward, accompanied by the sound of rumbling horses' hooves.

These refugees had all escaped from the war, and they had long seen the appearance of the enemy army coming to clash all the way, so when they saw this formation, they immediately knew that the enemy was killing again.

As the dust and smoke approached, it was indeed a mad war horse, carrying heavily armed Moro warriors on their backs. It was the most powerful cavalry vanguard in the Moro army.

The cavalry vanguard was fully armed, with war horses, armor, spears and spears, all straddling horses, sturdy bodies undulating, swords flashing, and the faces under the iron helmets were impressively visible.

The refugees scattered in all directions, hiding from the trampling of horses' hooves.

Where would the Moro cavalry allow them to escape, and pulled out their long knives and swords, slashing out pieces of cold light: "If you want to live, go to your guards, go to Wusheng Pass, they will save you-"

The Moro cavalry shouted at the top of their voices as they ran away.

As soon as most of the people heard this, they immediately ran towards the Wusheng Pass, and some of the refugees tried to flee in the opposite direction, and the Moro cavalry picked up their weapons and slashed down one after another, and immediately human heads rolled and blood splattered a hundred feet. The refugees who witnessed it no longer dared to disobey, and turned around one after another and ran in the direction that the Moro soldiers forced to point.

As if pulled by some kind of spell, the refugees fled forward, and soon twisted into a rope and rushed towards the Wusheng Pass.