As night approached, Mo Rang lay quietly in a deep grass, looking at the huge camp not far away, piles of bonfires were lit one after another, and the dark shadows shuttling back and forth showed a busy scene.

He had been quietly following the huge contingent of thousands for nearly a day, but he couldn't even tell why he was doing it.

There was a tantalizing aroma in the air, and Mo Rang shook his nose greedily, conjuring up in his mind the wonderful sight of pieces of dried meat tumbling up and down with the broth in the kettle, and there was an uncontrollable thunderous sound in his belly.

He just slapped his abdomen in annoyance, and suddenly felt a trace of cold air attacking, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, and subconsciously tightened the single clothes on his body.

He couldn't help but feel endless sadness in his heart, and he was really ashamed to be a disciple of Momen. If it was 20 years ago, with a pair of straw sandals and a brown coat, he traveled all over the world, and he also tasted the suffering of the world, how could he have been shaken in the slightest? At that time, eating wild vegetables was a delicacy in the world, being able to dominate the sky and the earth, feeling nature, and difficult penance was the criterion of one's life. Why has he become so fragile today, even greedy for life and afraid of death?

He rolled over, stared blankly at the faintly visible stars in the sky, and suddenly understood in his heart why he was following this mixed army of unknown origin. That's a reason why even I feel ashamed, and that's because of hunger, because of the fear of death.

He laughed at himself, he was really old! Could it be that a person's blood and courage, and even ideals and beliefs, will slowly flow away because of the passing of years?

He cursed in a low voice, it was all this chaotic world, this hypocritical life, this world of lustful dogs and horses, and this damn everything, which changed himself from a strong-willed outstanding disciple of Momen to a corrupt and depraved waste old man!

He let out a long sigh and closed his eyes in pain. I only blame myself, why did I follow the arrangement of the moment back then and go to make a small county order! And he was young and frivolous, and he imagined that he could rely on his ability to benefit the people, and rely on his ambition to change this dark Han Dynasty. But as a result, I also unknowingly lost myself in that huge vortex and dye vat, and lost my true colors. And in the end, he is just a poor loser, kicked out of the cobweb of greed and lust in officialdom.

He felt a hint of happiness in his heart, although he ended miserably, it was better than those people who were trapped in the net and didn't know it, and ended up with a tragic end of disgrace and death. He thought of the moment he had admired since he was a child, and there was an inexplicable pain in his heart, he should have hated him! If he hadn't been bent on restoring the glory of the Momen in the Spring and Autumn Period and forcing all his disciples to join the ranks, how could he end up like this? The moment has really changed, maybe he has already fallen into the abyss of greed, and violated the original intention of "Shangtong" and "love", right?

He thought blankly, and a sour feeling came to his mind, what qualifications did he have to comment on an elder who had long since passed away? Haven't you also given up "non-fun" and "thrift" in the ups and downs of officialdom?

He suddenly clenched his fists, and anger arose, even if he was a weak person who gave up himself, he was already an old man who knew the destiny of heaven, and he just wanted to spend the rest of his life in peace, why did these demons of the Heavenly Master still refuse to let him go. If they hadn't forced him, he would have committed the felony of treason and rebellion by helping them make siege equipment! This is going to punish the Nine Clans!

He was at a loss for a moment, where would he go from here? Although the Heavenly Master Dao is destroyed, there are still fish that have slipped through the net, they know their own details, and they will definitely not let him go easily, and if the current court verifies the evidence of his crime, they will also punish him mercilessly. I finally took advantage of the chaos in Baozhong City and escaped, but now that I think about it, although the world is big, there is no place for me. There is no greater sorrow in the world than this!

The intense hunger pulled him back to reality, no matter what, he must not starve to death in this wilderness, and it is the truth that he can live.

He got up, stretched his legs slowly, tried to regain his former agility, and slowly groped towards the camp.

He didn't have time to think about the possible outcome, he only knew that if he couldn't replenish some food for his body, maybe tonight would be his final destination.

He bent over the camp little by little, the smell of flesh in his nose like a charm urging him forward, and he finally lost control completely, straightened up, let go of his foot, and ran towards the fire.

"What people! Stop me! A burst of drinking, as if it was the voice of a terrible ghost.

Mo Rang was shaken all over his body and fixed on the spot. Then a steel knife that reflected a little fire was held around his neck, cutting off all his thoughts.

A wry smile appeared on his lips, and he was finally discovered! It's a pity! I'm still going to be a starving ghost.

The fire suddenly brightened, revealing the ruthless young face of the owner of the steel sword, and his eyes were full of awe-inspiring murder.

Mo Rang sighed, closed his eyes, sat on the ground with his ass, and lived for fifty years, like a dream and a mist and an illusion, die and die! There's nothing left to be nostalgic about!

Suddenly, I only heard the young soldier's "huh", and then the sound of "choking" seemed to be the sound of returning the knife into the sheath.

Mo Rang only felt a pair of powerful big hands gently help himself up, what? Do you have to stand to kill to kill? Is it to admire the tragic image of his headless body slowly falling?

He opened his eyes and was about to lash out at the cruel young man, only to find that the soldier was bending down and reaching out to wipe the grass and dust off his body.

Mo Rang couldn't help but open his mouth, what was going on? Don't you kill me?

The soldier raised his head, there was still a trace of killing intent on the young and handsome face, he was frowning, muttering and complaining: "I said uncle, you don't stay well at night, what are you running around alone?" What should I do if I miss and hurt you? ”

He couldn't help but be startled when he saw Mo Rang's demented face: "Uncle! Don't you want to scare me, did I just accidentally frighten you? ”

Mo Rang finally came back to his senses, this kid must have recognized the wrong person, and hurriedly said: "Housheng, it's not me running around, it's really this belly!" ”

The soldier was mistaken, and said with a smile: "Understood, your old man is really amazing!" Knowing that there is beef soup to eat at night, you have to empty your stomach and eat it! ”

Mo Rang only felt that his saliva was about to gush out, and he stuttered: "Beef, beef soup? ”

The soldier smiled softly, took his arm and said, "Gotcha! Which team are you always on? Just let the boy help you! It's also a reparation for your sins! ”

Mo Rang said dumbfoundedly: "Which team?" This, I don't remember! ”

The soldier frowned again and said, "Oh, this is not good! If you don't find your team, your family won't have to die? ”

He was embarrassed: "I'm on duty, and I don't have time to accompany your old team to find it!" ”

Mo Rang blurted out: "I don't have a family anymore!" ”

The soldier suddenly said, "I understand, your son is the only one in your family!" But he has his own team, and you can't mix with a bunch of soldiers! But that's easy, why don't I just give you a place? You can't be hungry all the time, can you? ”

Mo rang was in ecstasy, this is the best, he can be regarded as a thriller and blend into the army, and listen to the soldier's meaning, as long as he is in the army, all the people can eat their stomachs, this is really wonderful news for themselves.

The soldier looked around, and suddenly rejoiced: "There it is! ”

He helped Mo Rang to a fire, and confessed to the dozen or so people in common clothes who were sitting around the fire, and then explained: "This uncle is alone, and he can't find a team just now, so he has to squeeze in your team first!" ”

The people were silent, but a few of them moved their butts to make room for an empty seat.

The soldier helped Mo Rang to sit down, then leaned over a wooden sign next to him to glance at it, and said with a smile: "Yes! Team C13, I wrote it down! ”

He waved his hand at Mo Rang and shouted, "Uncle, you can enjoy the beef slowly!" I'll come and see you when I'm free! So saying, he trotted away.

A hand next to him reached over and handed Mo Rang a bowl with a meaty beef broth.

Mo Rang's eyes were green, and he didn't care about thanking him, so he sighed and drank it.

After drinking two bowls of broth in a row, Mo Rang felt as if his vitality had returned to his body, and his whole body was hot, and there was no longer the chill of the right talent.

Only then did he have the opportunity to look up at his companions, and he was surprised to find that almost all of the more than ten people around him were old and weak, women and children, and there was not a single young man. Although he had been following them for a long time during the day, and had noticed that nearly half of the thousands of people were ordinary people, he had not seen them clearly.

An old man older than him looked at him with sympathetic eyes and sighed, "Old brother! Look at your elephant-eating elephants, I'm afraid you're starving, aren't you? Didn't you eat in the morning? ”

Mo Rang smiled embarrassedly and disguised: "Brother is right, I have a stomach trouble in the morning and missed the meal!" ”

The old man was relieved and said, "No wonder! Although these soldiers didn't know where to escort us, it was a strange thing that they helped us get it proper whether it was eating or drinking! ”

Mo Rang leaned towards the mouth of the bowl and paused abruptly, raised his head and said in shock: "What? Detain? They're escorting us! ”

The old man was surprised, "Brother, you really don't know how to worry! Aren't you worried about what we're going to do in the future? ”

Mo Rang felt extremely inappropriate in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Brother, we are born stupid, tell me about it!" What's going on? ”

The old man sighed and said, "So many strange things have happened in the past few days, to be honest, although my old man has lived most of his life, he has also made a fool of himself!" But I know that if it goes on like this, it's probably not a good thing! ”

A woman in her twenties suddenly sneered: "Of course it's not a good thing! But so what? Now that we are separated from the men in our families, don't we just want to take us hostage? ”

An older woman covered her mouth and whispered, "Sister! Be quiet, don't be heard by them! ”

After a small discussion among the people, Mo Rang finally understood the whole thing, his heart sank, but he forced a smile and said, "Are you suspicious?" I see those soldiers are pretty good to us! ”

The young woman sneered again, "It's because it's good, it's suspicious!" Uncle, are you old nonsense? You are also a very old man, have you ever heard of officers and soldiers who are so kind to people? ”

She paused, looked around, and whispered: "The concubine once heard a story that before the overlord of Western Chu killed 200,000 Qin troops, he also exhausted his gentle strategy!" ”

How could Mo Rang not know this history? His eyes straightened, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground. Oh, my God! Could it be that he really just got out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den?

He hurriedly said, "Then why don't you run away?" ”

The woman looked at him with an idiot-like gaze: "Uncle, the concubine has just said that we are separated from the men who are soldiers, and if one of us makes a move, the first unlucky person will be the other party's relatives!" Who would dare to do that? ”

The old man nodded, "She's right!" I dare say that there are 3,000 officers and men who escorted us, and with their combat prowess, they can slaughter all of us with only half of their troops! ”

The woman lowered her voice again, "Also, do you think we can escape?" They are so heavily guarded! Shhhhh ”

Everyone immediately fell silent, and Mu Ran looked at the patrols who were walking by continuously.

This night, although Mo Rang slept in a warm simple military tent, he only felt that his heart was getting colder and colder, this night, it was really a long night! And, what terrible fate awaits them tomorrow? He repented, but it was too late, and he had to continue on this unpredictable path.

After two days of trekking, Mo Jean understood the reason for the apathy of most people, because he had become like them, and the more panicked he was, the more silent he became. It seems that all people have the same realization, that is: since you are going to die, let's wait quietly for this moment! They already have no choice!

Today's weather is frighteningly overcast, and everyone is in the same mood, people are like a group of walking corpses, moving their feet mechanically, and in the face of the concerned words of concern from the black-armored soldiers around them from time to time, they only respond with an inseparable expression.

Mo Rang suddenly noticed a strange thing, most of the black-armored soldiers had a very peculiar accent, and they stammered a little in Chinese, especially the cavalry, and they occasionally spoke to each other in a language that they didn't even understand, which seemed to be a bit like Qiang. Could it be that they are Qiang?

Mo Rang couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about it, how could this be possible! The feud between the Qiang and Han lasted for a hundred years, and there were more than a million dead? If they are really Qiang soldiers, I am afraid that these thousands of Han people have already died without corpses!

A drop of cold rain fell on Mo Rang's face, and he raised his head, his heart full of resentment against the heavens, wasn't what happened to people miserable enough? Even Heaven will send this ironic punishment!

Soon, the bean-sized rain crackled and poured down, connecting the sky and the earth into white lines, and gradually the vision became blurred.

The people continued to walk in the rain, and no one stopped even though their clothes were soaked in the heavy rain. Oh, yes! It doesn't even matter if you die, so what's the fear of heavy rain? May your tired body and sad heart be washed away in the nectar from heaven! If there is an afterlife, don't repeat this suffering life!

A black-armored knight rode his horse from the former army and roared like a thunderous roar on his horse: "The commander has an order!" It was impossible to camp here, and the whole army continued to move slowly! ”

The look on people's faces twitched, sure enough! The lives of these people are as humble as ants, how can they slow down the pace of the army?

Another black-armored knight galloped up and shouted, "The chief has an order! All the crossbow battalion warriors dismounted, all the cavalry dismounted! Line up on both sides of the road! Fast! ”

People are stunned, what's going on? Are they stupid? Is it comfortable to get in the rain?

The third black-armored knight rushed in, and his order really made all the people and the Han soldiers fall into a stupor, and even wondered if their ears had lost their effect.

The order he conveyed was: "The commander has an order!" All the Eagle's Nest belonged to the immediate action, and sent the elderly, children, and women into the car in turn to shelter from the rain, and those who could not sit down put on the cavalry coat and got on the horse! ”

Compared with the puppet-like expressions of thousands of ordinary people and more than a thousand Han soldiers, thousands of Eagle's Nest soldiers did not hesitate at all, they had already been accustomed to this kind of order in their life and training in the past two years. Therefore, they completed a series of actions in the fastest time that the people will never forget.

The soldiers in the car quickly put away the bows and crossbows in their hands, carefully put them into the iron box in the car and locked them. This thing is delicate and tight, and it can't withstand the rain. And if there are children in the car, these weapons are very dangerous equipment. One by one, they jumped out of the car, and without saying anything, they stuffed the old people into the car first, and then the children.

The horsemen jumped off their horses and let the mud run over their beloved riding boots, but they didn't even look at them, which were beautiful, but which warrior didn't have several pairs of them? What's more, if the lord is allowed to see their neglect, then after returning to the Eagle's Nest, what awaits them will be a punitive and terrible training! They quickly pulled out their neatly folded robes from the oilcloth bags, and when they saw a woman beside them, they put their heads on their heads, and then forcibly pushed them onto their horses, and then took the reins of them.

Mo rang opened his mouth wide and looked at everything in front of him, he felt that his heart was beating violently, and the breadth of knowledge that he was proud of seemed to be completely subverted at this time! No! None of this is true! Are you in a dream? In this world, in this ugly world, how can there be such an army?

A neighing sound sounded in his ears, and he looked at it in shock.

A young man in black was looking down at him from his horse, his handsome face revealing a hint of anger.

The young man shouted, "Soldier! ”

All the soldiers in the vicinity stopped their busyness in unison, faced the young man, stepped on the mud with their feet, and replied in unison: "Yes! ”

The young man pointed at Mo Rang with his horsewhip and said angrily, "What's going on? Why did the old man still not get in the car? ”

A soldier hurriedly said, "Report to the sir!" The few carriages in front of me are full, but the subordinates will arrange it immediately! ”

The young man's face softened slightly, and he waved his horsewhip and said, "Forget it! When you make arrangements, this old man must be sick! ”

He jumped off his horse, took out a set of lily coats and a lily hat for Morang to put on, helped him onto his horse, and then glared at the soldier and said, "You! Help him lead the horse! ”

The soldier hurriedly took the reins of his horse and led it forward.

Mo Rang turned around on the horse and saw that the young man was standing in the rain watching him leave, and Ren Yushui put strands of long black hair on his forehead, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He bowed his head slightly to Mo Rang, then flicked his long hair in a dashing manner, and turned to walk towards another woman in the distance who was still standing in the rain.

At this moment, there was a voice in Mo Rang's heart screaming, what the hell is going on? I must be dreaming! If you want to kill us, why do you still act so cowardly?

He looked at the young faces around him who were drenched in the rain, and he couldn't help but wonder, would these soldiers really swing their butcher knives and slash at themselves?

He suddenly felt a heat on his cold cheeks, and when he reached out and touched it, it was wet with water.

He said to himself, it must have been rain that had just been showered. He said it several times in his heart, but he couldn't believe it even more and more.

PS: The collection is still dropping, what a blow!