Volume 1 The Wind Rises Chapter 62 Snow Ridge
That year, there were many snowstorms, and there were more uninvited guests in the snow ridge that should have been lonely in the country.
For this Patriotic Snow Ridge, Song Hong and those Jingguo soldiers who traveled thousands of miles and entered the imperial city were naturally uninvited guests.
With thousands of people breaking 10,000 people, it can be called unparalleled bravery.
But after all, Song Hong is not the overlord of Chu, and breaking the cauldron is not something he can do.
He left himself a back road, a snow ridge that only the patriotic royal family would go to during their autumn hunting.
He had long thought that the army would be defeated, but he was really afraid that those crazy defenders would rush into Chang'an City, so he still wanted to come here to defend the country.
The icy cold snow and the boiling blood slowly melted together, I don't know if it was blood or snow.
Song Hong and the four of them cautiously walked on the mountain trail of the Snow Ridge, escaping, stopping for a while from time to time to quench their thirst with the snow on the trunk.
The soldier who walked at the end cleaned up the traces of several people.
In this way, the few people walked for an unknown amount of time, and lasted for several days of fierce fighting and fleeing, so that the four of them were physically and mentally exhausted.
If they hadn't been staring at each other, I'm afraid they would have been planted in the snow and couldn't sleep for a long time.
"General, I'm hungry!"
The young soldier who followed Song Hong closely asked with some timidity.
Song Hong stretched out his hand to signal the person behind him to stop, and then he turned around and looked at the other party.
He looked at this timid young man, and there were several scars on his immature and green face, one of which was left for him to block the gun.
He felt a little sorry for the uncrowned child, who hadn't eaten for several days.
The last meal, I was still chewing the bark raw, and it was snowing with goose feathers again.
The snow couldn't stop, and the young man in front of Song Hong was blown by the wind and snow, and he looked even more pitiful.
Song Hong touched the young man's head with his bandaged hand, looked at the mountain in the distance that didn't know when it came to the end, and sighed.
"Ah Yuan, wait a little longer, maybe you can find some beast dens!"
The young man looked at Song Hong, nodded firmly, and grabbed another handful of snow and put it in his mouth.
The four of them were speechless, and continued on their way for another two days.
Only a few foraging hares were found on the road, and pheasants were also dizzy on this snowy day.
But in the end, the young man was exhausted, and before he could eat half a bite, he fainted.
Song Hong held his pulse, felt a faint beat, breathed a long sigh of relief, and put his mind at ease.
Then Song Hong carried it all the way to a cave.
The four of them didn't know where the pursuers were, they didn't know when the reinforcements would arrive, they only knew that a few of them would not eat again, and they were afraid that they would starve to death in this vast snow-capped mountain.
Song Hong breathed for half an hour, looked at the fading wind and snow, and said: "This is already the depths of the snow-capped mountains, it is not difficult to find some beast dens, Lao Lu, you go out with me to have a look, Lao Wu, you are so angry to look at Ah Yuan!" ”
In fact, an old pawn picked up the gun without a gun in his hand and walked behind Song Hong.
It was not so much a gun as a stick, and for the sake of the bark, he broke the head of his spear, so he simply took it down, put it in his arms, and used it as a dagger.
Another man carefully covered the young man's body with a few rabbit skins and nodded at Song Hong.
Song Hong and Lao Lu came out of the cave, seemingly deliberately making things difficult for these two strangers, and a blizzard fell on the snow ridge that they hadn't seen for ten years.
The swift wind was like a long knife in the hands of the patriotic soldiers, blowing back and forth on the faces of the two, as if they wanted to return the innocent people who died tragically in the imperial city of the patriotic country.
The two searched for many caves that looked like wild beasts, but found nothing.
The stick in Lao Lu's hand had become a crutch at this time, and he followed Song Hong with difficulty.
Song Hong walked more and more anxiously, he knew that the young man couldn't be delayed any longer, and if he fell asleep, he really couldn't wake up.
The two were still searching, the snow was still falling, and the teenager was still unconscious.
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Lao Wu had been waiting for a long time, and during this time, he wanted to stuff the poor palm-sized rabbit skin into his arms many times to warm himself up.
He was cold, cold and unconscious.
He could only keep breathing with his hands, so that his hands could remain conscious, and he was on guard against the pursuers who did not know when they would arrive.
He didn't dare to stomp his feet, he didn't dare to walk back and forth, he wasted his physical strength and would die faster.
Old Wu Qiang couldn't bear to look at the rabbit skin on the young man's body, for fear that he would really take it.
He looked at the top of the cave and there was a bright opening, and thought that there was a little light to shine in.
Although the warm sun did not shine in as he had hoped, there were people at the entrance of the cave who were warmer than the warm sun.
Song Hong came back, and there was a lame old Lu, and the stick in his hand was stained with blood.
Song Hong was holding the bloodstained beast corpse in both hands, and Lao Lu, who was following behind, also dragged a lump with his hands.
Lao Wu squinted his eyes and slowly saw that Song Hong was carrying a snow leopard that had been breathing for a long time, and a tiger with a weak snort.
Lao Lu threw out a leopard skin wrapped in several snow leopard cubs.
Lao Wu said in disbelief: "General, these are all called back by you?" ”
Song Hong nodded slightly, then threw the snow leopard in his hand in the corner and threw the tiger in front of Lao Wu.
"Be careful, this one is not dead yet, keep it for Ah Yuan to feed some beast blood!"
With that, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and the wound on his back from the tiger made him unable to say more.
Lao Wu hurriedly responded and dragged the tiger to a place where he could see it at any time.
Then he supported Lao Lu again, but his eyes kept on the leopard skin.
Song Hong and the others found a snow leopard nest, Song Hong seemed to be more like a beast than the snow leopard, he quietly touched the back of the snow leopard that was feeding, and killed the snow leopard with just one move.
But after the two of them put it together, they decided to use the snow leopard carcass to lure out other beasts.
This tiger, which was still breathing, was the prey lured by the snow leopard's carcass.
It's a pity that Song Hong still underestimated this tiger and almost died in the tiger's mouth, but it was Lao Lu who replaced Song Hong's life with half of his leg.
Song Hong was angry and wanted to kill the tiger with one palm, but Lao Lu stopped Song Hong and said that this fresh beast blood could make Ah Yuan eat better.
That's why the tiger with severed limbs and broken teeth didn't end up like the snow leopard.
After Lao Lu settled down, he looked at the little snow leopards that were surrounding the snow leopard carcass and making a wail, and felt a little unbearable, so he closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.
Lao Wu took the leopard skin in his hand, warmed his hands for a while, hesitated for a long time, and covered the young man's body.
"Lao Wu, those rabbit skins, you can send them to Lao Lu!"
Song Hong closed his eyes and said.
Lao Wu held the pitiful rabbit skins in his hand, looked at them, and looked at Song Hong with an indescribable look, but gritted his teeth, and still covered Lao Lu on the injured leg.
However, Song Hong felt his movements!