After a while, the dense footsteps finally stopped, and it was estimated that all the refugees had caught up.

The other voices became more and more noisy, the shouting and scolding became louder and louder, and gradually spread, the "sonorous" sound of swords striking each other also sounded, and more was the muffled sound of sticks hitting people, and the sporadic persuasion voices were quickly drowned out and disappeared without a trace.

This is...? Uneven distribution of spoils? Infighting?

Fortunately for Zhiwen, no matter how chaotic the situation on the ground was, there was still no footsteps walking towards everyone's hiding place.

Maybe it worked to empty the neighborhood of the food before hiding in the pit? Zhiwen silently summed up, these people all went to those places where there was food to fight?

The more important reason Zhiwen didn't expect was because it was dark.

As mentioned earlier, most people in this era, especially adults, have very severe night blindness due to lack of nutrition, and they are basically invisible when it gets dark.

Now that it was completely nightfall, except for a few torches that provided very limited illumination, it was completely dark, and since there was no food nearby, these refugees were not willing to venture out of sight, and they were satisfied with the food they could see.

As the sound of the fight gradually subsided, the shouts of the herding animals, the neighing of the cattle and horses resounded, the "creaking" of the wheels and the "rustling" of grinding in the snow, and then went away, and the noise just now gradually calmed down.

The heavy snow still kept falling, and Zhiwen listened to the almost inaudible sound of snowflakes falling to the ground, and the noise that was getting farther and farther away, meditating in his mind about the three reciprocating veins in his body, and unconsciously, like the other four people, fell asleep in this snow pit.

The clouds gradually dispersed, the sun reappeared, and the heavy snowfall for more than ten hours stopped.

The winding official roads of the past are gone, and traces of carriage wreckage and livestock can be seen faintly in the snow-covered wilderness.

With a "bang", the snow suddenly exploded, and the body of a carriage flew away, and fell silently into the snow not far away.

The snow-white earth revealed a black hole, Zhiwen jumped out of it first, and then stretched out his hand to pull the girl out, and Xiaoying's family also followed out of the pit.

Last night, the snow fell, and the snowflakes that gradually covered the car board were not only not isolated from the air due to the sufficient gaps, but played a role in keeping warm, and with the distance of the people who grabbed food, everyone's tense nerves relaxed, tiredness and sleepiness surged up, and even Zhiwen was so tired that he fell asleep, and he didn't wake up until now.

The weight of the body plus the snow overnight, except for Zhiwen, no one can move it away.

Looking around, yesterday's mighty convoy was long gone, a few large animals fell on the side of the road, and several damaged carriages were almost invisible due to heavy snow.

Look at it like this, they don't need to find their deed of sale, but the snow has stopped? Zhiwen couldn't help but regret that he couldn't alleviate much of the drought, but he was glad that it would be difficult to go back to the county if he wanted to continue.

"Dad, Dad..."Xiaoying just shouted twice before her mother covered her mouth.

"Don't shout, bring in the thief again." After Xiao Yingniang finished speaking, she immediately cried silently, knowing that her man might not be spared.

"Aunt Song, let's look for Uncle Song together." Zhiwen knew their mood and took the initiative to speak.

Everyone didn't care about eating, and when they came to the main road, they didn't find a tool for a while, so they started to plane with their hands.

Below the seemingly calm snow, there were layers of corpses.

The refugees died more often, and it was easy to distinguish them, their clothes were worn and old, they didn't even have shoes, their bodies were either wounded by swords, the red blood was frozen, but it had not changed color, and it was very eye-catching against the snow of Bai Kaikai.

Either they fell to the ground, their backs sank deeply, and the back of their heads were flattened and crushed, and a puddle of tofu brain-like things and blood next to them froze on the ground, which were trampled to death by others from behind.

Many of the people in Zhang's Mansion were lying on their backs on the ground, their chests sunken deeply, and they were trampled to death by others.

There were also bruises and blood stains on their heads, which had been beaten to death with hoes or sticks.

A very small number of people had horrific wounds, presumably from the refugees who had their swords seized.

Nannan, Xiaoying and Xiaojie began to vomit while shaving, but fortunately they didn't eat anything, their stomachs were empty, and they couldn't vomit if they wanted to.

Xiao Yingniang seemed to be unaffected by these scenes, and quickly cut through the snow to find people.

Zhiwen had taken a dissection class in his previous life, and this bloody scene really didn't scare him at first, but as the snow was turned over more and more, the battle became bigger and bigger, attracting a lot of crows, constantly hovering in the sky, "Ga... Quack", but he didn't dare to rush down for a while, just afraid of someone below.

The heavy smell of blood rose to the sky, and now he was a little unbearable, and after a while, he had to stand up and look at Shun Shun Qi in the distance, otherwise he would have to vomit.

If this is planed from beginning to end, then he has also seen the sea of corpses and blood, Zhiwen thought secretly.

Fortunately, God was not so cruel, so that several of their women and children were stained with such a strong evil spirit, and an hour later, Xiao Yingniang exclaimed, Uncle Song found it.

With a long sword on his body, he stabbed Uncle Song in pair, and there was a person strung on the sword behind him, his face was five points similar to Uncle Song, and he should be Xiaoying's uncle.

It seems that Uncle Song saved his cousin with his body, and the other party was so powerful that he killed him with a sword.

Xiaoying's family of three hugged the corpse and wept bitterly, and Zhiwen held Nannan to the side silently.

When the crows in the sky saw that there was a gap, they all stopped crying, and fell on the pile of corpses farthest away from them, and then they screamed again and flew up into the sky.

Zhiwen turned his head, a few dog-like and wolf-like things had already seized the territory, and drove the crow away, and when he saw him coming, he grinned, bared his teeth, and let out a low roar.

Zhiwen was taken aback, but he didn't expect the smell of blood to summon the wild dogs, and it was not good to stay any longer, so he hurriedly said: "Aunt Song, let's take Uncle Song and Uncle Song and go first, there are wild things coming." ”

It is not possible to bury it on the spot, and the wild dogs can be dug out the next day.

After speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the sword with both hands, and slowly pulled the sword down.

This wild dog is more ferocious than a wolf, originally a family dog, abandoned by the main family after the drought, can survive, not only regain their wildness, but also not picky, not afraid of people.

In the distance, a few wild dogs came running while barking, and a dull cry sounded next to them, and everyone was startled, and the sound seemed to come from under the slanted frame of a wheel not far away.

Zhiwen casually put the sword into the warehouse, and used it in the future, and then ran to the front of the car, but saw that there was a wooden barrel under the car that he was very familiar with, without a handle, but covering the ground, and the sound came from inside.

After a while, a dirty little girl, holding Zhiwen and crying, her face bloomed, and she whispered to Zhiwen's ear next to her: "Niuniu, the second uncle's family." ”

Fortunately, it's not from the Zheng Si family, Zhiwen hummed in his heart.

"Okay, okay, Niuniu, crying again has brought all the wild dogs." Zhiwen patted Niuniu, "What about the others?" ”

Niuniu is also about the same age as Nannan, her little face is frozen white, she can't speak, she just shakes her head, I don't know if she doesn't know the situation, or the other two have already suffered misfortune.

"Come with us." Zhiwen couldn't ask anything, and didn't want to waste any more time.

At that time, they were asked to hide on the side of the road, but for some reason they ran to the middle of the road, and the little girl was also lucky, and she escaped and survived.

Xiao Yingniang wiped her tears on the side, and didn't dare to delay, took a discarded hoe, put Uncle Song on her shoulder, and walked away from the official road.

Zhiwen put Uncle Song on his back, short in stature, Xiaoying and Xiaojie helped lift their feet in the back, Nan Nan and Niuniu took a hoe, stepped on the snow, and followed Xiaoyingniang.