A red patch, red and black.

From time to time, something flashed in this red, the outline of the black rumbling, I couldn't see what it was, I didn't seem to know it, and then it was still red.

Like fire? No, the fire is not so bright. Like blood! Dried blood, when the blood dries, it turns black.

It's getting dark right now.

There are now occasional flashes of stars in red and black, and white, flickering very quickly. And then there were more and more stars, shining. It was like a piece of black paper, drenched in white water. The white is getting bigger and brighter.

So Lu Rong slowly opened his eyes. The sun flashed and squinted again.

Where is this?

Muzi Lane?

No, I went to the Reverse Horse Pass.

And this is the barracks? Going to?

Why don't pears call me?

Why doesn't Lao Huang scold?

Lu Rong tried to open his eyes again, his eyelids were very sore, and he tried to see. The sky is blue, not blue, no clouds. I don't know where the sun is, but it's harsh.

This is the battlefield! Lu Rong remembered, this is the battlefield!

Lu Rong raised his hand and touched his face, a little damp. He originally wanted to block out the dazzling sunlight.

Lu Rong closed his eyes and gasped for a long time, and finally felt a little clearer.

The body was very heavy, and Lu Rong laboriously raised his neck and stretched out his head to take a look. There was a man lying on top of him, a brute.

Lu Rong wanted to raise his leg to push him down, but after a long time, he couldn't feel his legs.

Lu Rong will be barren in a flash, where is my leg!?

After a while, the feeling on his legs slowly came again, Lu Rong was overjoyed, as if he had lost and recovered, he gritted his teeth and kicked his legs like a child who had just come out of his mother's womb. I don't know how long it took, but I finally squeezed out from under the barbarian, and this time I used all my strength.

Lu Rong struggled to sit up straight, looked around blankly, and his eyes turned red.

As far as the eye can see, there are corpses of people and horses all over the ground, some barbarians and some of Yan Yijun, the east is crooked, and the eyes are full of miserable conditions. It was as if it had rained before, and the corpses were crumpled and white, and there was not much blood, but the soil was red. Lu Rong's sense of smell gradually recovered, and the blood overflowed and it was disgusting.

What a purgatory on earth!

Lu Rong sat dumbfounded, his mind blank, and his eyes looked at the barbarian lying on top of him before. There was a knife mark on the brute's neck, the wound was opened, and even the broken blood vessels could be seen, but no blood came out.

Lu Rong didn't dare to look at it anymore, he rubbed his face twice with his hand, causing a sharp pain in the back of his head, and he grinned in pain. He suddenly remembered.

Where's the pear?! He knocked me unconscious before?

The thoughts gradually became clearer, and the memories came flooding back, when Lizi gasped slightly: "Brother Rong, I'm sorry." ”

Then I fainted.

So he knocked me unconscious? And then bury me under the corpse?

And then I lived?

And what about pears?

Lu Rong stood up suddenly, staggering around to search, but his mind couldn't shake off the terrifying scar on the brute's neck just now.

You've got to be okay with the fucking pear!

But there are corpses all over the ground, and there is nothing alive.

Lu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw the person wearing Yan Yi's military uniform, he went over to look at his face, the injury on his left hand hurt into his heart as soon as he tried his best, and blood flowed out again, Lu Rong didn't care about it now, but his heart turned over and over, he wanted to find the pear, but he was afraid that it was a cold corpse.

I don't know how long I searched, Lu Rong suddenly stopped, his legs trembled slightly, and his hands and body trembled. Tears flowed out of her eyes.

It's Lao Huang, Lao Huang's corpse.

He sat on the belly of a horse's corpse, his head tilted to one side. There was a spear that was inserted from Lao Huang's abdomen, and it remained in his body, and half of his body was torn open.

Lu Rong wanted to go over to check, but he didn't dare, because he knew that Lao Huang must be dead.

A huge sadness clutched Lu Rong's heart, pressing his lungs, and he couldn't breathe in the air.

Lu Rong suddenly felt inexplicable, this veteran who had been in the army for ten years and had experienced a hundred battles had died, but he was still alive.

The old ** also told him before, don't be afraid of death, if you are afraid of death, you will die. But when Lao Huang found out that he couldn't dodge this spear no matter what, was he afraid?

The world seemed to be quiet, and Lu Rong was trembling and sobbing like this, not even daring to make too much noise, as if he was afraid that a sound would attract soul-seeking ghosts wandering nearby.

There was a faint groan in the distance behind him, and Lu Rong was excited, choked up, and leaned over in a panic to pick up a saber on the ground.

The action was too urgent, and he shook a big heel, and it took him half a day to get up.

Lu Rong's left arm hurt badly, and his back was also hot, so he insisted on standing with the pillar knife, observing the direction of the sound, and didn't dare to ask out loud.

He's a brute!

The barbarian stood up stunned, snorted and looked around, and saw that Lu Rong was also stunned, and hurriedly picked up a saber. His eyes looked at Lu Rong fiercely.

The barbarian was also in his twenties, and he had not yet renewed his beard, and his slightly immature face was hideous and bloodstained, so it was not scary.

Lu Rong knew that his face was not good-looking, half a catty.

The two of them were not far apart, looking at each other directly, and no one dared to make a slight move.

Lu Rong even had the illusion that he was confronting a fierce beast, and whoever slackened a little, the other party would pounce.

The wind gradually rose, blowing a smell of blood, which also brought a little coolness. Following the direction of the wind, Lu Rong faintly felt that there was a shouting and killing sound in the direction of the Reverse Horse Pass, which was far away.

I don't know how long it took, the two of them gradually got tired, their eyes staggered from time to time, and the fierceness gradually disappeared. Finally, the barbarian muttered something and slowly paced back, and Lu Rong gradually relaxed, the knife in his hand and his body were crooked.

This relaxation, sadness and sadness welled up in my heart again.

The barbarian retreated farther and farther, and seeing that Lu Rong couldn't catch up with him far enough, he began to look around, as if he was also looking for his living comrades, but he found nothing, and he even cried.

Lu Rong's heart was full of bitterness, and his eyes were red again. The two are the same age, they are in the prime of their youth, they should have married a wife and had children, and their parents were on their knees. However, fate arranged them to such a Shura battlefield, and fought with so many people who had no intersection and no grievances, and then blood flowed like a river.

Lu Rong suddenly didn't want to be a soldier anymore, and he didn't want to make a contribution. He wants to return to Anxin County now, listen to Uncle De's iron striking sound every day, and dominate the township with Lizi, carefree.

But when you think of pears, what about pears?

Lu Rong was sad again, but Lu Rong knew that he had to escape. This place is very close to Lingqiu, and the Lingqiu barbarian army will send troops to clean up the battlefield at any time, and if he doesn't leave by then, he will die.

Lu Rong also had a little luck in his heart, Lizi was strong and strong since he was a child, and he had learned some kung fu, and he was dragged by his own oil bottle before and was still able to dodge left and right. Now that she is gone, she may have escaped.

Lu Rong knew that he was deceiving himself, but he refused to overturn the hope of overturning this little fluke.

He was afraid that he had actually seen the body of the pear.

But what if the pears are really here?

Or maybe Pear is dead, how can I let him sink into the wilderness like this?

The contradiction is really like a spear and a shield, fighting in Lu Rong's heart.

Lu Rong looked back at Lao Huang's corpse again, as if he wanted to ask Lao Huang what he should do. Finally, the heavens and men fought for a long time, gritted their teeth, and made up their minds.

Walk! Run. Pear knocked herself out at that time, she must have wanted to live by herself, how could I live up to Pear!

But where to flee? Downside down? No, I heard shouts and killings over there just now, the barbarians have won a big victory here, and they will definitely take advantage of the situation to march, and now they may have attacked the Knock Pass.

To Yangyuan? No, when the battle was engaged, I had already heard that the Northern Barbarians had a garrison and heavy troops over there. Moreover, the news of the battle of Lingqiu must have spread, and in order to prevent the rout, all official road checkpoints must be heavily guarded.

Lu Rong calmed down and thought carefully.

I can only bypass Lingqiu first and go deep into the hinterland of Datong Mansion, where it is the Han land, there are many Han people, and my Han appearance is not eye-catching there.

Yes, that's it!

Having made up his mind, Lu Rong looked around and picked up a kettle with water. I touched my arms again, and found that the dry food had long been lost, and I had no choice, so I used all my strength to cut off a large piece of horse meat with a knife. He found a slightly clean robe, tore off a wound on his arm and wrapped the rest around the horse's flesh and carried it on his back. After doing this, Lu Rong looked back at the living brute soldier, and found that he was also looking at himself, the two of them looked at each other, Lu Rong was in a trance, as if the two of them were not enemies at this time.

Lu Rong shook his head, only a wry smile, can this fucking still be regarded as not knowing each other?

There was a forest on the right side of the official road, and Lu Rong limped towards that side, his left leg was sprained, and he couldn't make any effort, so he could only drag it away. It was not a long journey, and it was particularly difficult to walk because there were corpses everywhere.

Lu Rong stopped suddenly, saw something, and was a little dazed, it turned out to be the military flag of the old mountain camp where he was.

The military flag is printed on a dangerous peak, which is in line with the name of the old mountain camp, at this time the flag is dotted with blood, and it is also intact, half of a soldier's head is broken, and his death is miserable, but a pair of hands is still tightly holding the flagpole.

Thinking of the origin of the Laoshan camp that Zhu Hong talked about during the military parade on the playground at that time, Lu Rong's heart was surging.

Bending down to untie the camp flag from the flagpole, Lu Rong didn't think about it, and stuffed it into the package.

He knew that if he was in Datong with such a thing, it would definitely be a great disaster if he was discovered. But he thought of pears, Lao Huang, Han Shun, Qin Er, Zhu Hong, and so many people who were guarding the military flag and fighting to the death before, how could he not be willing to let the symbol of the old mountain camp fall in a pool of blood like this, and then be trampled under the feet of the barbarians who came to clean the battlefield.

Putting away his thoughts, Lu Rong had no more distractions and slowly walked into the forest.