The sky is getting brighter, and the snow is finally getting lighter. It stands to reason that Cheng Xiaoyu and his team should return to the camp, but under the leadership of Cheng Xiaoyu, they are still moving along the trail on the ground.

It's not just messy footprints, every now and then a corpse will appear along their way. Along the way, Cheng Xiaoyu and the others have found no less than twenty corpses.

"Boss, it's time for us to go back to our lives!" A soldier said.

Cheng Xiaoyu stared intently at the other corpse that appeared in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Let's go a little further, it seems that Shuanglian City has driven out all the people in their city, and in this weather, people will freeze to death."

The soldier blinked, trying to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

They no longer saved their horsepower, got on their horses and galloped forward, and with half a pillar of incense, they galloped up a gentle slope. The ten men reined in their horses violently, and they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The back of the slope can effectively resist part of the wind, or this is the reason why these people gather here, Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't know how many people are below, he can only see dense human heads, all of them are tightly crowded. At the outermost end are some old people, men, and the further in, the more women, the more children.

"So many people?" The soldiers were a little panicked, they were only ten people, and even if they were fully armed, they could completely drown them." Chief...... We?"

"I'm afraid there's only one breath left." Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and the scene in front of him made him deeply regretful, which reminded him that many years ago, it was also a snowy night, and a group of fleeing people also formed a circle like now, surrounding him and several other children in the middle.

Later, he survived, and the adults outside died. Of the few children who survived by luck, he is the only one who can survive until now.

The scene in front of him was like a sharp awl, which suddenly pierced a cloud of dreams in his heart that he had never wanted to touch.

"Shoot arrows, mark our location, and let the other patrols approach us." He bit his lip, and there was a trace of blood oozing from his lips.

"Boss, firing arrows can attract other patrols, but it can also attract enemies!" A soldier changes color.

"Are you afraid?" Cheng Xiaoyu turned his head abruptly and glared at him. Turning his head, he rode his horse and rushed down the slow skin.

The other nine soldiers pulled their horses' heads and rushed down with Cheng Xiaoyu, and the remaining soldier was entangled for a while, gritted his teeth, took off a crossbow arrow from his waist, replaced it with a special Ming Di, and raised his hand, with a sharp and special whistling sound, the Ming Di suddenly rushed into the sky.

The sound of horses' hooves alarmed the men at the leeward slope, and Hula stood up quite a bit, but then fell down quite a bit, and the women and children cried loudly. The circle of people outside didn't move.

Ten soldiers were like facing a great enemy, and in a choking sound, they drew their sabers with one hand and their crossbows with the other, staring at the dense crowd in front of them without blinking.

Those people were cold enough, their faces were pale, and they looked at the puffy faces, and they were afraid that they would not even have the strength to stand up.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't hesitate for a while, then turned over and dismounted, and walked forward.

The circle of people outside still didn't move, but the people inside were desperately hugging and squeezing a little tighter. There is not a single strong man here, basically all women and children.

Cheng Xiaoyu walked outside the circle, only glanced at the people who were still sitting there motionless, and his face changed. Slowly stretched out his hand and put it under the man's nose, his hand shook slightly, and the man had long been out of breath.

The hand hung down weakly, he turned his head to look at the side, the person next to him, sitting stiffly without any movement, Cheng Xiaoyu reached out and gently pushed on his shoulder, and the person fell down in response.

Cheng Xiaoyu's face was pale, and at this moment, he seemed to recall the nightmarish snowy night more than ten years ago.

He walked inside, and the women crowded a little tighter, and at this time, they didn't even dare to cry. Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly saved the saber he was still holding out of the sheath in his hand, he turned around, threw the knife in his hand outside, and stabbed it on the ground with a bang.

In front of him was a woman with a body as thin as a hemp rod, with a puffy face, and a child of about five or six years of age in her arms tightly in her arms, staring at him with a pair of big eyes, full of fear.

Because of his thinness, those eyes are very large. These big eyes pierced Cheng Xiaoyu's heart again, he had a younger brother, who died in that snowy night, when Cheng Xiaoyu was finally rescued, the last image that his brother left him was that his eyes were still wide.

He reached into his arms, took out a piece of dried meat, squatted down, and handed it to the child.

There was a steep sound of wind beside him, and a wounded soldier who looked half-dead lying on the ground suddenly pounced on him, Cheng Xiaoyu leaned slightly, and grabbed the man's wrist as soon as he stretched out his hand, and lightly took it, and the man fell to the ground with a thud, but he never got up again, lying there, just staring at him fiercely.

"That's food." Cheng Xiaoyu said softly. The wounded soldier only had one breath left, Cheng Xiaoyu took out the flat wine jug from his arms, grabbed the man's mouth, and poured a little bit into his mouth.

He stood up, took out all the dried meat from his arms, and handed them to the children and women one by one.

Hunger and cold still triumphed over fear, and someone chewed slowly. Cheng Xiaoyu strode out of the circle, walked up to his soldiers, and said loudly, "Take them out."

The ten subordinates took out the dried meat on their bodies without saying a word and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu, and even took out the flat wine jug on everyone's body.

With these things in hand, Cheng Xiaoyu once again walked into this circle. Start distributing those foods, there is not much food, even a piece of dried meat for each person is not enough.

He walked among the half-dead people, and from time to time he would pick up a man and pour a small sip of wine into their mouth. This sip of wine may save their lives.

The ten soldiers outside also jumped off their horses, slowly walked into the circle, took some dried meat and wine jugs from Cheng Xiaoyu's hands, and helped him start to save people.

Finally some people are getting some angry.

"Head, I just cleared it, almost half of the people died, almost half of the people outside are alive, and now there are more than 500 people left, what should I do?"

"Take it back!" Cheng Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and said.

"Huh?" The soldiers were taken aback.

"If you don't bring them back, they'll still die." Cheng Xiaoyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "If the boss blames it, I will bear it alone. I believe that as long as they arrive at our barracks, even if they are dissatisfied, they will not watch these people freeze to death and starve to death."

"Head, we are enemies, can they follow us?" A soldier whispered.

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, turned around, looked at the crowd of people who still had a look of panic on their faces, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "I think you also know that we are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd began to stir up again.

When the crowd quieted down again, Cheng Xiaoyu said: "I know, you don't believe in us, you will hate us, and be afraid of us, but what I want to tell you is that you can't survive in this weather, if you want to live, there is only one way, and that is to follow us, we have warm barracks and enough food, so in order to survive, for these children, please go back with me!" Or your father, brother, husband is our enemy, but you are not. You deserve to survive."

The crowd stirred slightly.

"We're going back, if you want to live, follow us!" Cheng Xiaoyu led the war horse, took heavy steps, and slowly walked back.

The crowd was silent, and after a while, a woman holding a child stood up and staggered behind Cheng Xiaoyu. Another woman stood up with a half-old child in tow, and slowly, behind Cheng Xiaoyu, more and more people followed.

A slight smile appeared on Cheng Xiaoyu's face.

Being alive is always the most fundamental pursuit of human beings.

"With another Ming Di positioning, we need more companions to help us." Cheng Xiaoyu said to a soldier beside him.

"Yes, Boss!" The soldier picked up his crossbow, replaced it with a special ringing hammer, and shot it into the sky. When his crossbow was not put down, his face had changed greatly, and in the distance, there were snowspons rolling up and hooves rumbling, but there, there was no sound like theirs, which could only mean one thing, it was the enemy.

"Qin Jun!" The soldiers reflexively jumped on their horses, pulled out their swords, and turned their heads to look at Cheng Xiaoyu in unison.

The enemy came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already within sight, and there were hundreds of cavalry of the Thunder Army, and this time Xiaoyu also changed his face. There are so many people, they want to run, but they are afraid that they can't escape.

"Brothers, I've been a problem with you." Cheng Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and said to everyone.

In a few breaths, hundreds of Qin troops forced over, tightened their horses hundreds of steps away from them, and the first general looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and his party coldly.

Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

"Boss!" The soldiers behind him shouted.

"Stay here, don't move!" Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head slowly, he even put his knife into the sheath, jumped off the war horse, and walked towards the opposite side step by step.

The combat effectiveness of the Thunder Army is no worse than theirs, even if it is one-on-one, they do not necessarily have the ability to win, not to mention, now the opponent's combat power is ten times that of theirs.