The night is dark and the wind is high!

Ancient trees, jackdaws!

"Quack, quack, quack......"

On the dry branches, a black shadow suddenly flapped its wings and flapped a few times, making the lonely night more and more gloomy.

In the alley under the tree, someone curled up, and an old man trembled and hugged the little girl, his cloudy eyes flashing with longing and hope. He hid at the mouth of the alley, not daring to take half a step out of the thunder pool, there was a long street outside, and there was a faint sound of heavy footsteps.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry ......"

The little girl in the old man's arms was having a fever, and when she heard the footsteps, she whispered, and the old man hurriedly hugged the child hard, and whispered stingily to soothe: "Don't worry, slave, there will be food soon, grandpa has seen the figure of the soldier, and they are walking towards this side." ”

The little girl struggled to open her eyes, and suddenly struggled to sit up, the old man hurriedly held her down, and said very distressedly: "Slave lie down and don't move, I don't want you to sing tonight, you are having a fever, and you can't blow a cool breeze." ”

However, the little girl had already struggled to sit up from his arms, and her sensible appearance was sad, and she coughed and said, "Grandpa, no, the slave has to sing, otherwise he won't be able to earn a reward." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly coughed violently a few times, looked at the old man expectantly, and said with a strained gaze: "Grandpa, will they give money tonight?" ”

Will money be given?

The old man did not know the answer and could not answer the child.

He could only try to bend his waist and help his granddaughter block the cool breeze in the alley, but unfortunately his own body was also very thin, and he kept shivering with the cool breeze.

And the girl fell asleep in a blink of an eye because of a violent cough, her breath was very messy, and her face was a little hot.

In the depths of this alley, there were still many dark shadows faintly curled up, but when I saw an old beggar lying there, he suddenly said with difficulty: "Zhao Laogang, you can't hold it so hard anymore, you must go to the doctor tomorrow, otherwise the slave won't last for two days." ”

The old man's eyes were even more cloudy, and there were faint tears sliding down, and he stiffened his rickety back, hoping to help his granddaughter block out more cool breezes.

Go to the doctor?

Easier said than done......

There is no money for food, where is the money to get medicine.

The old beggar in the distance trembled and got up, and suddenly stretched out his hand and raised it in this direction, but when he heard two crisp sounds, it turned out that he threw out two copper plates.

The copper plate rolled on the ground a few times, and finally stopped in the crack of the stone in the ground, and the old man turned his head in a daze, only to find that the old beggar had curled up.

The old beggar was older than him, and he couldn't bear the cool breeze, so he hurriedly curled back after throwing the copper plate, and in the dark of night, he heard the old beggar panting and laughing: "Today I am lucky, I have two copper plates, I will lend them to you first, and help the slave to tide over the difficulties." ”

"Brother Sun, I'm ......!"

The old man's mouth trembled a few times, tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, he reached out and picked up the copper plate tremblingly, and his mouth was already choked and unable to make a sound.

The two copper plates are smooth and oily, obviously because they have been rubbed all year round, and these two copper plates are not obtained by the old beggar at all, but the things of his homeland that he has kept for more than 20 years.

"Brother Sun, this copper plate ......"

The old man shuddered and spoke, but did not know how to continue.

The old beggar curled up and laughed, panting hard: "We are both Han people, and we are suffering together, since it is hopeless to return to our homeland, what is the point of keeping two copper plates?" Take it, and go find a doctor for the slave tomorrow. We have no hope, but there may still be hope for the child, Zhao Laogang, let's leave hope to the child! ”

The old man held the copper plate tightly, and the muddy tears flowed more.

Gratitude, grief, sadness, despair, countless emotions filled the heart, only two copper plates with heat.

However, where can two copper plates afford to hire a doctor?

The Goguryeo people have always exploited and oppressed these Han slaves to the extreme, and the Goguryeo people went to see a doctor, maybe only a dozen copper plates, but if the Han slaves wanted to grab medicine, they had to charge you ten pieces just for consultation......

Boom!

Boom!

There was a sudden sound on the ground, and it was very crisp in the cold night, and I saw a copper plate thrown far away, which was the help of many people huddled in the alley.

One piece!

Two pieces!

Three!

10 ......

The copper plates gradually increased from a small number to thirty or forty.

Every copper plate carries temperature, and every copper plate rubs smoothly, these copper plates are not begging, but are clearly the spiritual sustenance of these people who are far away from their homeland.

In the most difficult time, they were not willing to spend their copper plates, but now for the sick slaves, this group of fallen Han people helped out.

The person who threw out the copper plate curled up again, and there was only a gentle and incomparable sound of encouragement in the alley, and they each smiled and said: "Zhao Laozhuo, take it, the slave must live, and there is hope when he is alive, I am afraid that we people will not be able to do it, but the child should still have a chance, maybe, she can go back to her homeland to take a look!" ”

Among them, there is one of the oldest old men, who is already faintly dead when he breathes, he also threw out his copper plate, looked at the night sky with difficulty and said: "If the child has the opportunity to go back, I hope to bring our ashes with me, even if he dies in a foreign land, but he also hopes that the fallen leaves will return to his roots, we Han people, we can't be wandering ghosts, even if we die, I want to go back and take a look......"

Zhao Laozhuan's face was full of tears, and he collected all the copper plates, and then he hugged his granddaughter in his arms and muttered in a low voice: "Girl, remember, don't forget for the rest of your life, don't forget for the rest of your life." ”

The night was deeper and the wind was colder, but Zhao regained his confidence, and he felt that his granddaughter had hope of survival.

This is the Shinmaru City of Goguryeo, and the alleys they curl up in are called Hannu Pond, and there used to be many such alleys, but in recent years they have gradually become fewer.

More than 30 years ago, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty made three expeditions to Goryeo and requisitioned millions of people, but the result was a big defeat and loss, and the army lost and died directly.

For more than 30 years, it was almost two generations in ancient times, Zhao Laogang was still a middle-aged man when he came, but now he is dying, his three sons died of exhaustion in Shinmaru City, and they couldn't even find a wrapped reed mat when they died, and they were directly carried out of the city and thrown into the mass grave and thrown away at will.

It's all sad to think about.

Fortunately, God can occasionally open his eyes, and the youngest son and a female slave are married, although the slave born is a girl, but it can be regarded as leaving a pure bloodline.

The slave is Zhao Laogang's baby bump, and it is his last hope to survive in Goguryeo.

Tap!

Tap!

The footsteps in the distance gradually approached, Zhao Lao's rickety body shook suddenly, he subconsciously hugged the slave, and looked out of the alley expectantly.

Shinmaru City also has a curfew, and no one is allowed to go out on the street during the curfew, and those people on the street are all soldiers, and Sun Lao Gong is waiting for them with antiquation.

Finally, the soldiers patrolling the streets approached.

"Generals......"

Sun Laozhuan hurriedly spoke, shrunk at the mouth of the alley and opened his mouth far away, he tried to salivate his face to please, and said cautiously: "The generals are tired of patrolling the streets, do you want to stop and rest?" Little Lao'er can tell you a story, so that the generals can listen to it and relieve their fatigue a little......"

It's a pity that Zhao Lao's flattery was exchanged for a scolding.

"Do you want to die!"

A soldier suddenly rushed over, punched and kicked at Zhao Laozhuan, and scolded: "Get away, believe it or not, I will kill you directly, grandfathers are not in the mood tonight, who wants to listen to your long-winded old stories." ”

Between the scolding, there was another punch and kick, and Sun Laozhuan was beaten with blood all over his face, and he tried to protect the slave in his arms with his hands.

"Hey, hey!"

The soldier's eyes suddenly flashed lewdly, his eyes stared at the slave in Zhao Laozhuan's arms, and said excitedly: "This little girl is good, just to make the uncles feel refreshed." ”

Saying that, he suddenly made a move, viciously pushed Zhao Laozhu to the ground, and then directly pressed the slave with both hands, and even tore the clothes on the slave's body.

Zhao Laozhuan rushed over like crazy, he hugged the soldier's thigh, and begged bitterly: "The general spares his life, the general spares his life, my granddaughter is only twelve years old, she still has a fever, she will die if you do this......"

"Get out!"

The soldier flew up and kicked heavily on Zhao Laozhuan's temple, this kick was so powerful that Zhao Laozhuan suddenly fainted and fell, the back of his head slammed into the alley, and a stream of blood burst out of his mouth and nose.

"Bad luck!"

The soldier scolded, and continued to tear the slave's clothes again, at this time, a few more soldiers came over, and made a hehey evil sound in their mouths, and some people had begun to take off their pants, obviously wanting to act at the mouth of the alley.

"Damn, you're brutes......"

The old men huddled in the alley were extremely angry, and many people got up and rushed over here, but those soldiers were not afraid, and drew their waist knives and slashed directly.

In an instant, several old men fell in pools of blood.

The soldiers laughed wildly, the original crumb had already taken off their pants, and the slave had woken up from his slumber, but unfortunately he had no strength to resist under his serious illness.

The filth of the miscellaneous soldiers has been revealed.

It was at this time that a loud noise was heard in the dark night, but it was like thunder, as if the earth trembled.

"What's going on? Did the earth dragon turn over? ”

The soldier grabbed the slave with both hands and subconsciously turned his head to listen.

Bang!

Another loud bang.

The earth is for a while!

And then......

It's the third sound again!

The third loud bang sounded, and finally the soldiers discovered where the sound came from, and it turned out that the mouth of the alley here was not far from the city gate, and the huge city gate could be seen in the middle of the night.

The three loud bangs just now clearly came from the city gate.

"Enemy Attack ......"

Above the city, someone suddenly shouted frantically.

It was at this time!

Rumble!

There was a fourth loud bang, and the heavens shook, but the huge gate collapsed, and a gust of wind swept up the dust.

The soldier grabbed the slave in a daze, staring blankly at the place where the gate had collapsed, and when the dust gradually fell, he saw a figure standing at the gate of the city.

There were torches lit at the head of the city, illuminating everything at the gates, but I saw the figure standing outstanding, with two huge hammers in both hands.

Four hammers!

Smashing down our gates?

The soldier only felt a twitch in his heart, and for some reason this thought flashed through him......

It was a young man, his eyes were like sharp swords, and the young man's gaze pierced through the long street, and he happened to see the soldiers holding slaves in their hands.

The slave's clothes were half torn, and the soldier's pants were pushed to his heels......

The soldier shuddered suddenly, and he saw the young man's eyes breathe fire, and behind the young man with a sledgehammer, a tidal army suddenly appeared.

"Shin-Maru Castle tonight, the whole city is slaughtered......"

In just ten words, it is like a cold wind blowing from the nine shades.

Kill!

It was the angry roar of the Han lord, and Li Yun had no intention of slaughtering the city......