The biting cold wind blew on the face, like countless blunt knives scraping again and again, painful and painful. Zhong Ziyuan struggled to adjust her breathing while she began to spin her brain rapidly.

She really didn't expect that this accidental hijacking would end up with twists and turns and develop into such an uncontrollable situation. She didn't expect that the seemingly hearty man behind her was actually a hidden poisonous snake. As long as he shows his vicious fangs, he will destroy all your hope.

She carefully recalled his every move along the way, and suddenly realized that she seemed to be suffering from Stockholm syndrome unconsciously. The so-called Stockholm effect, also known as Stockholm syndrome or hostage complex or hostage syndrome, refers to a complex in which the victim of a crime has feelings for the offender because of the offender's occasional help or complaints, and even helps the offender in turn.

This emotion causes the victim to have a favorable impression of the perpetrator, a sense of dependence, and even assistance to the perpetrator, and the victim will develop a sense of psychological dependence on the perpetrator. Their lives and deaths are in the hands of their hijackers, and they are grateful that the hijackers let them live. They share the fate of their hijackers, regard the future of their hijackers as their own, and regard the safety of their hijackers as their own safety.

And what he thinks these days, as well as his every move, seems to be under his control. If you want to get out again this time, you have to think about it a lot.

Jerodreth and his people galloped across the plain at a rapid pace, and both men and horses almost blended into the night. In order not to show traces, they even wrapped thick soft cloth around the horses' hooves.

Because it's too close to Juchong Pass. The 200,000 soldiers and horses led by the Marquis of Ming have successfully arrived in the Juchong Pass, and the number of soldiers who have gone out on patrol these days has gradually increased, and they have to hide their bodies carefully.

Riding a horse and whipping up a full night. The distant sky turned from pitch black to tile blue, and from tile blue to bright sky blue, they were already far away from the giant surge pass, and it was safe enough, and the speed of the horses gradually slowed down. Zhong Ziyuan, who had been forced to sit in front of Yelu Tilie, felt that the nerves on his face seemed to be stiffened by the cold wind, and his whole face was numb and unconscious.

Suddenly a large area of dilapidated tents appeared ahead, along with several fences. There are not many cattle and sheep in it. Because of the spring, most of the snow on the grassland has melted. In the distance, herdsmen in shabby robes can be seen flicking their whips to drive cattle and sheep, searching the barren land for the buds that have just sprouted.

Although the whip "crackled", the cattle and sheep turned a deaf ear. Grabbed some weeds that had just sprouted a little green, and lowered his head to nibble on them. However, looking at the skinny bones of most of the cattle and sheep, it is not only difficult for people to come to this long winter, but also for these animals.

A dark-skinned man with a beard. Come to Jerodreeth's side. In Khitan dialect, he said: "This is the gathering place of the Yue clan, we have been on the road all night, do you want to rest and recuperate here with them?"

There are not only Khitans on the grassland, but also many nomadic peoples. The Yue clan is actually a very small ethnic group, and all the clansmen combined are only a few hundred people. It's just that they are so weak in strength, but they can stand tall in the surrounding strong clans, all because their old patriarch is good at making strong reinforcements everywhere.

It is said that he married all his daughters to the leader of the strongest tribes in the steppe, the great uncle of Yelu Tiree, Yelu Ye Zhuo Khan. At the age of seventy, he also smiled at one of the youngest daughters he offered. Even some of the generals who led the troops in the Giant Surge Pass had also benefited from him, so he dared to set up his tent so close to the Giant Surge Pass.

Jerodreeth's sickness was not a fake. A night of galloping made him a little unbearable, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's take a break here from Yue's family." ”

So a few people unceremoniously broke through the fence, rode in, and did not forget to cry wolf: "Kuntie, Kuntie, where are you hiding?" Hurry up and get out of here. ”

The people of the Yue Clan, who were originally staying in the tent, all walked out, silently watching this group of people roaring arrogantly and scurrying in their own clan. A boy in his teens, dressed in a blackened and tattered sheepskin, saw that the visitor was not good, and immediately ran to the largest tent in the distance.

Kun Tie was the patriarch of the Yue Clan, and he was an old man with deep wrinkles and dark skin. He was also wearing a slightly shabby robe, and although his eyes were cloudy, he had a kind of wisdom after the vicissitudes of life.

At this moment he was playing the horse-head fiddle alone in the tent, and the sound of the lyre, accompanied by the pastoral song that he hummed softly in his throat, echoed in the huge tent. There is a bit of desolation and misery, and a bit of heroism and open-mindedness.

At this moment, the child broke in in panic and said, "Old patriarch, there are a few fierce Khitans outside. Not only are they running around, they're calling your name, and they don't know what they want to do? ”

The weeping Matouqin immediately stopped, Kun Tie put down the qin in his hand, frowned, and said, "Little stone, don't run around, go back to your tent, I'll take a look!" The little stone agreed, and immediately ran away.

Although Kun Tie had doubts in his heart, he still didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped out of the tent after tidying up his robe a little.

When he appeared in front of Jerutereth's horse, his cloudy old eyes had narrowed into a slit with laughter. He flattered Yelu Tilie and stroked his chest and said, "Kun Tie, the head of the Yue Clan, has seen Lord Khan!" ”

Yelu Tilie condescended and proudly accepted his salute, then nodded, and said lightly: "The old patriarch is very polite!" ”

He turned over and dismounted, and stretched out his hand to Zhong Ziyuan, who had a stiff and pretty face on the horse. After Zhong Ziyuan hesitated for a moment, he still stretched out his hand to him and jumped off the horse with his help.

He smiled at Zhong Ziyuan with satisfaction, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Then he took her little hand and said to Kun Tie: "The old patriarch will lead the way." ”

"Yes, Khan, please come with me." Kuntie bent his waist and smiled humbly. Lead the way in front respectfully.

Yelu Tilie took Zhong Ziyuan's little hand and led his subordinates to swagger behind Kun Tie and walked towards the largest tent.

On the walls of the Giant Surge Pass. Guo Chengsi put on his armor and looked at the barren plain outside the city gate with a sinking face. There was a chill all over his body that no one could enter, so that the soldiers around him did not dare to approach.

There was a sound of footsteps.

A herald came behind him, clasped his fist at him, and said, "General Wu Xian, all the military supplies have been counted, and the Marquis of Ming is invited." ”

Guo Chengsi said without looking back: "You go back to the Ming Marquis." If there is nothing wrong with the military supplies, General Ben will have to wait a while before he can listen to his teachings. ”

The herald didn't expect him to flatly refuse, and hesitated for a moment. Only then did he respectfully clench his fists and said, "Yes!" Then he quietly retreated.

After a while, a team of people appeared under the city tower, Guo Chengsi's gloomy eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately turned around and rushed down the city tower quickly.

Rongxi just got off his horse tiredly. Guo Chengsi rushed over and eagerly pulled him aside. "Did you find her?" ”

Rong Xi shook his head gloomily and said: "No, that Khitan dog thief is too cunning, we followed the traces of the horse's hooves to find the old distance, and later found the body of the war horse under a mountain stream." ”

"Corpses?" Guo Chengsi raised his voice in disbelief, and the anxiety in his eyes turned into horror.

Rong Xi hurriedly reassured: "General, don't worry, it's the corpse of that war horse." Maybe it was the snow and ice that slippery, and it didn't stop for a while, so it fell down the mountain stream. However, there were no other corpses or bloodstains around it. It seems, in order to disrupt our sight. That Khitan dog thief played a trick and the golden cicada came out of its shell. ”

"Bastard, did a big living person just disappear for nothing?" Guo Chengsi was furious, and in his anxiety, he slammed his fist on the thick and rough blue brick city wall beside him, and his fist immediately opened the flesh, leaving mottled blood stains on the rough city wall.

Rong Xi was shocked, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed his wrist tightly, stopping him from continuing to self-harm, and then said bitterly: "Is this interesting? Could it be that if you break your hand, she will be able to come back on her own? ”

Guo Chengsi gasped violently, stared at his red eyes, and gritted his teeth: "If she is missing a hair, I will definitely break that Khitan dog thief into pieces." His voice was already hoarse.

Rong Xi clenched his fists fiercely and asked for orders loudly: "The general has official business and is not suitable for private action, please give the two teams of lowly officials, even if the lowly position turns those mountains upside down, he must find Dr. Jia back." This is not only the meaning of humble duty, but also the meaning of many soldiers in the army, who also look forward to Dr. Jia's safe return day and night. ”

"Good! General Ben got it. Guo Chengsi said in a hoarse voice and ordered: "You call Boss Li, Boss Li, and Boss Zheng, they are all familiar with Doctor Jia, and they will definitely be able to help." ”

His voice suddenly lowered, he reached out to press his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Rongxi, it's all up to you!" There was a hint of supplication in his voice.

Rong Xi felt that his eyes were swollen and his nose was a little sour, he hurriedly clenched his fists and said categorically: "I will not live up to the general's trust." ”

Although the Yue Clan was barren, Kuntie still did his best to serve the best food in the clan. Mare's milk, roast lamb, all kinds of preserved fruits, dough cakes, etc. There was also a group of maids laughing and pouring wine for them and roasting sheep.

Jerutheret's men were accustomed to such hospitality, laughing with the maids around them, drinking the mare's milk wine they had fed them, and eating their shaved meat.

Yelu Tilie, who should be paid the most attention, waved his hand and drank the maid away, he personally used a small silver knife to remove a few slices of fresh and tender mutton as thin as cicada wings, carefully spread them on the plate, and then pushed them in front of Zhong Ziyuan, and said gently: "You should be hungry too, eat quickly!"

Zhong Ziyuan was aroused by his deliberately gentle tone, and goosebumps were aroused. The crocodile's tears were nothing more than that.

Seeing that Zhong Ziyuan didn't react for a long time, Yelu Tilie's eyes gradually became gloomy. He just wanted to get angry, but Zhong Ziyuan preemptively said: "There is no bamboo chopstick, do you plan to let me eat it with my hands?" I was tricked into digging all night last night. ”

Jertheel was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. He turned his head to Kun Tie, who was sitting at the bottom, and said, "My lady has always loved cleanliness, so please ask the old patriarch to ask someone to help prepare some hot water so that she can take a good bath." ”

After a pause, he smiled and emphasized: "It's just that my lady is making trouble with me for some trivial things, and I ask the old patriarch to be careful, don't let her take the opportunity to run back to her parents' house, then I will be miserable." ”

As soon as Kun Tie said this, all the maids and his subordinates burst out laughing. The eyes they looked at Zhong Ziyuan became a little obscure and obscene.

Zhong Ziyuan couldn't understand the Khitan dialect, and naturally she didn't know what Yelu Tilie was talking about, and she didn't know what they were laughing at, she just lowered her head and pondered her thoughts.

Kun Tie waved his hand, and immediately two maids stood up, they respectfully saluted Zhong Ziyuan, and after a crackling call, they wanted to support her.

Zhong Ziyuan was startled, and hurriedly looked at Yelu Tilie and asked, "What are they going to do?" Yelu Tilie, the only one present who could speak the original dialect, became her only channel of communication with the outside world.

Jertheret seemed to enjoy her dependence, and he smiled, "Don't you think you're dirty, they're going to take you to the bath." ”

Zhong Ziyuan's heart moved, and getting out of the tent meant that there was hope of escaping. For the first time, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she said, "Very good! She rose to her feet, and walked out of the tent, accompanied by the two maids.

After getting out of the tent, there were all people from the Yue Clan outside, and they all seemed to be busy with their own guys, and no one paid special attention to Zhong Ziyuan and the others. Zhong Ziyuan was overjoyed and walked straight to the stable not far away.

She seemed to be walking leisurely, but in fact she was walking very fast, and when she was about to approach the stable, the two maids who had been silently following her suddenly quickened their pace and stopped her in front of her. Then he made a big call.

Zhong Ziyuan blinked innocently, pointed to his ears, and then spread his hands, meaning that he didn't understand anything. The two maids were dumbfounded, Zhong Ziyuan was proud, and raised her feet to go in the direction of the stable.

This time, the two maids simply stopped talking nonsense with her, and directly dragged her arm one by one, and then hugged her and walked to a tent next to her.

Don't look at these two maids who are thin and weak, but their strength is not small, Zhong Ziyuan can't break free from their coercion at all, and he can't communicate with them, so he can only follow them honestly for the time being.

In addition to some rudimentary furniture, there was a large wooden barrel full of hot water. Zhong Ziyuan was still looking around, and one of the maids had already touched her belt directly. Zhong Ziyuan hurriedly held her hand and ordered loudly: "I'll come by myself, you go out first." (To be continued.) )