The smell of wine was overflowing, and the refugees and soldiers who had been hungry for several days had a full meal, laughing and laughing everywhere, without a trace of crampedness, and the people were even more surprised to find that the prince did not have the arrogance of the royal family, and always smiled lightly, although alienated, it gradually convinced people.

The mighty brigade left Baihuapo in the early morning of the next day, and Lixia, which was separated by a mountain, finally breathed a sigh of relief in panic, thinking that Dongtan led tens of thousands of horses to seize Lixia, but he didn't expect that he was just passing by, and they scoffed.

The families of the refugees said goodbye to their relatives who had joined the army at the foot of the mountain, and the faint sound of gasping and urging lingered in their ears, and the young children looked brave, saying that they would write letters and come back with glory.

Before Zhen Yue got into the carriage, she was pulled by several women and old men, and finally knelt on the ground and kowtowed, Zhen Yue was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help them up.

Several old men had tears on their faces: "Thank you girl, if it weren't for the girl, these children would be in a mess, and it was the girl who woke them up." ”

Zhen Yue helped them up and said, "Don't thank me, when they return from the battlefield and do their best for the country, I should thank them." ”

After months of mutual support, they have different identities and different classes, and finally gave birth to a trace of affection.

Zhen Yue looked at Niu Niu who was shrinking in the crowd and beckoned to her, the little girl ran over and threw herself into Zhen Yue's arms, with tears on her little face, and her grandmother not far away wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"Niuniu, when my sister has a chance, I will go to see you." Zhen Yue stroked the little girl's head, her eyebrows were gentle, and there was no coldness against the enemy on the battlefield.

The little girl raised her head and nodded: "My sister is coming." ”

"Yes."

There is no banquet in the world, and the farewell is always short, and the mighty army went southeast along the official road, and the refugees left behind went to Zhoucheng under the leadership of the Tiexiao Legion.

Black clouds squeezed the sky, as if they were about to fall, and crows flew over the sky, making low chirps, so depressed that it seemed as if the whole world was silent.

The general who led the Tie Xiao Legion was Chen Heng, he was in a hurry, leading the army and refugees towards the barren and silent deep mountains, the sky gradually darkened and sank, the dark clouds were like depressing monsters, and the people were puzzled when they saw the unfamiliar mountain roads.

"This is not the direction of going towards Zhou City, my lord, is it a mistake?"

The young men, who had recovered and joined the barracks, were women, children, old people, and the sick, and they all expressed their doubts, but no one answered them, and the soldiers who escorted them had cold faces, as if they had not heard their cries.

The officer who took the lead finally stopped his steed and slowly turned around.

In an instant, all the soldiers gave way to a road, and in an instant, the air squeezed their hearts, a low cry sounded, and the crowd quickly became agitated.

I saw that there was a large pit on the wide flat ground, which was large enough to accommodate 7,000 refugees, as if it had been carefully measured.

"All down!" Chen Heng's voice was like a cold wind blowing from hell, and suddenly, all the refugees gathered together, their eyes full of horror and disbelief.

"My lord, is it a mistake, we didn't make a mistake, the girl said, we will be sent to Zhoucheng, we will rebuild our home, my son just joined the army."

"My lord, we are all old people and children, and we haven't made mistakes."

"Your Excellency."

Their voices were full of fear, still filled with hope.

The Iron Legion surrounded them in the middle like a huge black net, without a single wave, and the soldiers raised their bows and arrows, aiming their sharp arrows at them, at their own people.

"Please, sir."

The Iron Warrior Legion drove them down the pit like a spur to the pit, and some of the sturdy men fled suddenly, only to be cut off by Sen Leng's sword.

The head rolled down, the blood was dazzling, at this moment, the seven thousand refugees finally saw the truth, how can there be any home! There is no peace! The hope in their hearts was shattered to ashes in an instant, and they fled in all directions like mad dogs in a hurry, only to attract arrows like cold rain.

The arrows pierced through the head and chest, and the screams of the old man and the child reached the sky, and the horrific slaughter did not stop at all, and the blood meandered to the pit, and finally slowly converged into a pit of blood.

They wailed and scolded, scolded Dongtan as a liar, scolded Dongtan as a demon, the Tie Xiao Legion raised and fell with swords, like a killing machine, the war knife that once guarded the homeland had been stained with the blood of the same clan, their left hand was tired of chopping, they changed their right hand, and there was splashed blood everywhere, and the corpses that fell.

There was a loud bang, and the sky was thundering, like the roar of a hellhound, which made people feel terrified.

"I curse...... Curse you ....... ”

The mother was holding the child with a war knife on her back, the old man was lying on the ground, staring at the bloody eyes, the corpses were piled up, and the wind and sand and cranes were singing, making everyone's eyes squint.

Kill, still kill, the thunder one after another, the lightning pierced the black clouds, and the corpses all over the ground were clearly and abnormally, and the mechanical movements of the soldiers suddenly stopped, and their hands began to tremble.

"Kill! Not a single one is allowed to stay! Otherwise, none of you will survive! Chen Heng's eyes were red and covered in blood.

The screams were accompanied by thunder, stimulating everyone's nerves, the blood was frosty, the pit was already full of corpses, and the 20,000 Tiexiao legions seemed to have walked out of the sea of blood, and none of them were clear.

The world was suddenly silent, the wind roared, and the torrential rain roared, like a cold knife, washing over the corpses all over the ground, and the bright red blood was diluted, like an icy river flowing into the pit of hell.

Seven thousand lives were brutally slaughtered, the world is so big, they have no name, they will only be forgotten by the world, but the rising forces will not allow these ants to become a stumbling block to progress, killing is the most direct way of power!

The corpse pit was slowly buried, and the little girl who had been in the girl's arms a few hours ago lay quietly in a pool of blood, and the blood on the little girl's face was wiped clean by the torrential rain, and there seemed to be the fragrance lingering on Juanpa.

"Incense, my sister's handkerchief is white and fragrant."

"My sister is coming."

"Yes."

The pouring rain had been pouring for an hour, the pits of corpses were filled, and the scavenging eagles were hovering up and down, and from time to time the bright red earth was flying, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, dead and dead.

The mighty army on the other side was hit by the torrential rain, and the rain stopped all the way, and the air was a little dull.

Qiu Sheng rode his horse beside the carriage, the cyan Yunxiang Fu Bat pattern was strong, the dark cloak was like black wings, and the heroic facial features were clear and three-dimensional.

From time to time, he looked at Zhen Yue, who poked his head out, and smiled lightly.

After the storm, the sky was still overcast, like Chen Mo who couldn't be opened, Zhen Yue opened the curtain, and her delicate long eyebrows frowned slightly, as if there was something troubled lingering. (To be continued.) )