Early in the morning, before dawn, a gray pigeon stopped on the railing outside the inn, and its black eyes the size of a bean blinked, as if it was very tired.

When Foshan heard the voice, he rushed over to collect the news as soon as possible, and it turned out that he was urging again on the battlefield!

It's not that they are urging Song Zhancheng to go over to fight, but that their hearts are anxious and they can't wait to follow their master to make contributions.

But...... Foshan hesitated for a moment and tore up the letter and destroyed it. In order to speed up the march and rush to the battlefield as soon as possible, the Lord has already made those ruffians hate them along the way.

This is not the most important thing, the important thing is that some soldiers cannot withstand such a fast march, some people are already sick, and if more and more people get sick, it will be very bad for the march.

"Foshan, what's the matter?"

Hearing the voice, he hurriedly returned to his senses, "Lord, it is our people who are asking where they have gone, and nothing serious. ”

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Song Zhancheng's voice sounded again, "Recently, let them settle down and wait, and don't write too often." ”

The Lord is angry? Foshan had a moment of indescribable ease and happiness, and hurriedly replied "Yes!" ”

"All up, assemble! Depart in a quarter of an hour! ”

The figure of the squad leader shuttled through the various camps, and his high-spirited voice was really deafening.

Passing by a wasteland today, Song Zhancheng made people vigilant early, the grain and grass were surrounded in the middle, and a small team of cavalry was exploring the way in front.

"Help~ Help......"

Cheng Jingyun's ears were sharp, and after everyone heard the cry for help, only she heard a faint cry of a baby, and immediately dismounted and took someone to find her.

Song Zhancheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Jinyun, turned his head and made a look, and sent Foshan to follow Cheng Jingyun closely, obviously very uneasy about Jinyun.

Soon, a small soldier ran back, "Report to the general, it's a family of three, the man is out of breath, the woman still has a breath to hang, I'm afraid the child can't be saved......"

As she was talking, Cheng Jingyun followed closely behind, ran back with someone, hurriedly took water and food and ran back, "Be careful, there may be miasma around here, and the man will die if he is poisoned!" ”

Song Zhancheng chuckled in his heart, and just wanted to open his mouth to stop Cheng Jingyun from passing, but he saw that the person had already run away. I had no choice but to follow along!

The baby was only half a year old, and he had been malnourished for a long time, and he had been hanging for a long time to survive, and he was really dying at this time.

Cheng Jingyun looked at Qing Shui anxiously, they can't get goat milk at this time, they don't know if the dry food can be digested for adults, how can babies eat it!

"It's out of gas."

Foshan stared at the baby's thin, bony neck until the arteries stopped beating......

When the woman holding the child heard this, she instantly cheered up to take care of the child, but no matter how she checked it and rescued it, the child was gone.

"Thank you, benefactor, but why didn't you show up earlier! It's good to be early~ My child can hold on to ......"

Foshan pulled Cheng Jingyun, who was kneeling on the ground, up and said in a deep voice: "This family is gone, I will ask the brothers to bury the child briefly, and the girl will go back to the team." ”

In times of war, this is a normal phenomenon, and war inevitably involves the displacement of people...... This kind of words appeared over and over again in her mind, and Cheng Jingyun successfully paralyzed herself.

It's just that he was still helped by Song Zhancheng when he got on the horse, "It's useless!" ”

These two words stimulated Cheng Jingyun's fragile nerves, and she immediately glared at her with a tiger face, "Do you think anyone is as powerful as you and incomparable"?

Song Zhancheng only thought that this was a compliment, and happily agreed.

After a short interlude, the army continued on its way, the land depopulated, and the occasional charred wooden hut could be seen, and more of the carcasses of animals and stinking corpses.

Passing by a land with abundant water and grass, I don't know which soldier shouted, "Look! It's barley! ”

Cheng Jingyun also noticed that this was actually a paddy field, but now it is called a swamp, and there is no such thing as "field" at all.

The deeper you go, the more miserable the sights you see, the desolation, and the wonder how many young people will have to recover after the war.

On a dry land, Song Zhancheng suddenly let the soldiers rest in place early. After placing Cheng Jingyun, Song Zhancheng once again disappeared from everyone's sight with a few people from Foshan.

"Huh? Why do you think our generals are going? When he doesn't see anyone all day long, isn't he tired? ”

"Oh~ By the way, don't this general go behind our backs to open a small stove? After all, people are noble people in the capital, and they should be particular about food~"

"What nonsense!"

Cheng Jingyun suddenly appeared behind everyone, scolded with a cold face, and Jinyun followed alongside angrily, as if he was magnificent. It's just that his white and tender image really has no deterrent effect.

"Miss Cheng, don't worry, don't get angry, these boys don't have hair on their mouths, don't worry about him, even if the general really goes out to do that, we don't mean to complain, just talk about it......"

The leader of the squad explained with a smile, and the others also echoed it, but Cheng Jingyun was so angry that she wanted to explode!

What is this, what does it mean that it doesn't matter even if Song Zhancheng goes to open a small stove? "If you believe in your general, please respect his personality, the general will definitely not let us down."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jingyun changed her tone, "But if you go all the way to the dark, you have to engage in those who don't, this girl doesn't mind, let you see what it means to be noble!" ”

Snorted coldly, regardless of the reaction of these people, Cheng Jingyun strode away with Jinyun. Since Song Zhancheng is so powerful, she can't really hold back.

Taking advantage of the rest, Cheng Jingyun took the shadow guard left by Song Zhancheng and pulled Jinyun around to find usable medicinal materials.

Although this wasteland is desolate, it is precisely because it has been uninhabited for a long time, and many medicinal materials are also growing well, and Cheng Jingyun is very happy to dig medicinal materials.

"Girl, the Lord has sent a signal to us, come with us!"

Cheng Jingyun was stunned, what are you asking me to do? But after thinking about it, I also understood, Song Zhancheng said that he would not let them stay half a step away from him, so this also means to find himself?

"Then let's go, Jinyun will go back to the camp by himself, don't run around, be careful that there are monsters eating people!" Specialize in eating white, tender, fragrant children! ”

Frightened, Jinyun immediately slipped away like a child.

"Lord, a message has been sent, and Miss Cheng will probably need half an hour to come over."

Song Zhancheng and a few people from Foshan were in a small town, and they deviated from the populated land, so they were lucky to escape the poison of those conscriptions.

However, there are pros and cons, although the people of this town avoided the massacre, they also lost contact with the outside world, and as a result, one person fell ill and was not treated in time, which led to this tragic situation.

The old and the young, after being bitten by something, slowly rotted all over their bodies, and they would be contagious when touched, until the whole person was tortured to death.

Song Zhancheng and the others inadvertently broke in, and they were really taken aback.