Out of the Iron Sword Valley, his eyes lit up, and the dazzling white light pierced Wang Jizhong's eyes, and it took him a long time to see a tall mountain standing in front of him.

For several days, Wang Jizhong has been walking at the bottom of the cold and dark valley, surrounded by cliffs on both sides, and all he has seen are craggy strange rocks. The bottom of the valley was dark, and even during the day it was necessary to walk with the help of torches, and only at noon did a ray of sunlight shine sparsely on the stone walls on both sides, but it seemed to be frightened and flew away.

Now, finally out of the valley, a fresh breath is washing in Wang Jizhong's heart, and the rotten and cold desperate air flow of these days has gradually been driven out.

Wang Jizhong looked up at the mountain in front of him, although the warm sun was shining on him at this moment, but there was a chill in his heart.

There are many people who go up the mountain, climbing up like ants, and loud reprimands and insults are ringing in their ears from time to time. The whip and whistle struck the wailing man's back.

Wang Jizhong followed the crowd to climb the mountain, and saw a lot of white bones exposed to the scorching sun along the way, which was scorching. The newly fallen bodies also lay on the ground. And people don't seem to see this, just desperately struggling to move forward.

Wang Jizhong went up to the middle of the mountain, looked back, and saw that there was an open area behind him, and the mountains were already at his feet. The crowd was still hugging upwards.

"Where is she?" Wang Jizhong searched through the crowd, but did not see the person he was looking for.

"What is the general looking at?" The voice sounded on Wang Jizhong's left.

Wang Jizhong glanced back at the people around him and said, "You followed?" ”

There was a thin sergeant standing beside Wang Jizhong, and the clothes of the Song soldiers had not yet been taken off. To be honest, the dress didn't fit him at all, it looked bloated and ridiculous. One can imagine his clumsy appearance when he was about to charge.

"General, where have we been?" The sergeant asked, looking up.

Wang Jizhong looked around and said, "Maybe you have reached the border of Khan Prefecture." ”

"Khan State?" A look of pain crossed the sergeant's face.

Wang Jizhong looked up and said, "If my guess is correct, this mountain is Cixiangling." ”

"Resignation?" The sergeant screamed, the muscles in his face spasmed, he looked south, and for a long time he muttered, "We can't go back in this life." ”

Wang Jizhong climbed up and said, "You didn't come by yourself?" Why do you regret it? ”

The sergeant said, "Who said I was coming on my own?" Who wants to leave their home? Who wants to be displaced? ”

Wang Jizhong said: "Then why did you abandon your homeland and go to the Khitan country? ”

The sergeant said, "I was taken prisoner by them." ”

Wang Jizhong said: "I think you are willing to be captured by them. ”

The sergeant said: "General, don't be joking, how can there be such a stupid person in the world who is willing to be a prisoner, isn't that a crime and sending sheep into the tiger's mouth?" ”

At this time, there were bursts of painful cries from the mountains.

Wang Jizhong's chest was blocked, he had difficulty breathing, and he looked around blankly, but he saw that the two sides of the mountain ridge presented a completely different scenery, on one side was the lush pine and cypress, and on the other side was the desert boundless quicksand. The south of the mountain is stacked with green, and the north of the mountain is filled with grass and autumn.

Wang Jizhong climbed to the top of the mountain, only to see many captives crying facing south, beating their chests and feet, like mourning and losing their homes. The Khitans held their horsewhips and shouted loudly to drive them.

The captives knelt on the ground and begged, "Let's take another look, just take a look, I beg you, sir, that is my home over there, let me see it again, I may never see my home again in my life." ”

Ignoring the whips that rained down on their bodies, they prostrated to the south, calling their fathers and mothers, calling their brothers and sisters, and they were miserable, and the whole mountain top was buried by a cry.

Wang Jizhong stopped to look south, only to see the peaks competing for show, thousands of ravines contending for the stream, a magnificent river and mountain. There is a peak pavilion in the south that stands out above the peaks, the auspicious light is shining, the color mist is heavy, it looks particularly solemn and great.

The sergeant pointed to the mountain peak and asked, "Where is that?" ”

Wang Jizhong said: "Dongtai, the east platform of Wutai Mountain. ”

"Dongtai? That's Dongtai? The sergeant cried out loudly, staring at the sacred mountain that had risen abruptly, and burst into tears. Then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, no matter how many Khitan soldiers scolded him. A Khitan soldier drew his saber and rushed over.

Wang Jizhong hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Boss, stop your anger, I'll talk about him." ”

Seeing that it was Wang Jizhong, the Khitan soldiers took away their blades, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just scare and scare." ”

Wang Jizhong then stretched out his hand to help the Song prisoner. The captive pointed to Dongtai and choked up: "My home, my home is right down the mountain, I want to go home." ”

Wang Jizhong was also like a bone at this time, speechless, and tears welled up in his eyes. Afraid that others would see him, he threw his head back and hurried forward.

The sergeant noticed that Wang Jizhong's hands were trembling violently, so he hurriedly followed and asked, "General, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

Wang Jizhong didn't dare to speak, don't turn his head to prevent him from seeing his face.

The sergeant seemed to know Wang Jizhong's thoughts, so he said softly: "It turns out that the general is also homesick." ”

Wang Jizhong didn't squeak, looked at the south, and tears poured down. Suddenly, he grabbed the sergeant, and the sergeant tightened his arms around him.

Wang Jizhong wept bitterly and said: "Cixiangling, this is Cixiangling, do you know why it is called Cixiangling?" It is the people of the south who come here to say their final goodbyes to their hometown, and when they get off this mountain, they will never see the rivers and mountains of the south again, and they will never see each other again. ”

The sergeant hugged Wang Jizhong and cried: "I want to go home, although my home is gone, but the water and soil on that side are still there, the land will grow crops, and the small river is full of fish and shrimp. At this time, the fruits of the back mountain are also ripe, no need to climb, hold the trunk and shake it, the ripe fruits fall down one after another, all over the ground, you can eat as much as you want. ”

The more the sergeant spoke, the more excited he became, and he cried. A large group of Song prisoners of war gathered on the ridge, and they all wept bitterly. The cry shook the heavens and the earth, like a torrential rain that swept through the entire Cixiangling. Some people began to run down the mountain, and the Khitans were in a hurry, waving long knives and angrily scolding people to drive people back. They shot a few of the quickest escapers, but the prisoners were not intimidated, but rushed down the hill like wounded beasts, and died generously like warriors. The Khitans under the mountain opened their bows and arrows to target the Song prisoners of war who went down the mountain, and a killing was about to begin.

Wang Jizhong couldn't stop drinking, he was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and suddenly saw a pair of Khitan servants standing on the ridge, he rushed over with a few arrows, grabbed a golden gong and struck it.

Suddenly, the prisoners of war stopped their frantic march and slowly retreated back into the mountains, and the ranks returned to order, like a storm that had ceased, leaving only a drizzle of rain to fall.

Looking at the team that had returned to calm, Wang Jizhong breathed a long sigh of relief, however, his body seemed to collapse and fell on a boulder.

The sergeant hurriedly ran over and praised Wang Jizhong while supporting him, and asked him how he came up with such a trick, if it weren't for this, I don't know how much the unjust soul on the hometown ridge would have to increase today!

Wang Jizhong shook his head with a wry smile and sighed.

The sergeant said: "Fortunately, they are all well-trained soldiers, who know how to beat the drum and ring the gold to collect the discipline of the battlefield, if the common people are not exempt from suffering." ”

Wang Jizhong stood up, didn't say anything, and walked with the team. The descent was equally difficult, with the procession spiraling down and the winding path almost embedded in the cliff. The horses rubbed their bellies, and if they were not careful, they would fall off the cliff and fall to pieces.

But Wang Jizhong didn't care about these anymore, he was like a horse following everyone mechanically.