Chapter 147: Generals

Li Ba was stunned after hearing this, his face showed an anxious and dazed look, and he hesitated for a moment before replying:

"The villain doesn't understand what you mean, Patriarch"

"Everyone", the patriarch's eyes flashed, and he didn't pay attention to Li Ba, but turned to face everyone and said:

"Now we have committed a heinous crime, although we have killed all the deserters and left no one behind, but sooner or later the news here will leak out, and when the Zhongliang army goes south to investigate, you and I will definitely not escape the death penalty."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at the place where he had lived for decades in the night, then sighed softly and continued: "For today's plan, the only way to do this is to enter Dingbian and take refuge in the southerners while the Zhongliang army has not yet gone south. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, they all turned their heads, looked at each other, and whispered, they all saw doubt, confusion and shock in each other's eyes, but the coercion that the patriarch had accumulated in their hearts for decades, at this almost desperate time, gave them no confidence and reason to refute.

Slowly, the discussion gradually quieted down, and finally no one spoke, and they all quietly watched the patriarch wait for him to speak.

In the valley, there was a dead silence, only the wind that kept blowing with a hint of whistling sounded in everyone's ears.

The fire was blazing, and in the narrow valley, everyone's faces were reflected red, and the pungent smell of blood seemed to be dense in the air, and it was even visible to the naked eye.

In the wind, to the south, next to the home where he had lived for generations, the road south of Dingbian had long been stained red with the blood of the soldiers who had attacked the two countries back and forth.

The blood of the enemies of hundreds of years is mixed and converging on the earth, and it is indistinguishable, just like the indescribable hatred entangled.

They never imagined that one day they would be able to take everything they had to the enemy.

But after pondering for a long time, looking up at the sky, I saw a darkness above my head, and I could no longer see any light.

If you don't surrender like defending the country, there is only one way to die!

The smell of blood in the air became even stronger in the north wind.

It was silent for a long time.

Zhang Kui, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke in the crowd, and broke the silence with a muffled voice:

"Patriarch, in your opinion, can the southerners hold the border city?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked back at him, not knowing what he meant by this, but the patriarch's eyes flashed, stroked his beard and slowly replied:

"Even if the guards can't defend the fixed border, we have a place to go, and we won't let the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom slaughter us after breaking the city."

After Zhang Kui lowered his head and was silent for a while, he suddenly got up and kicked a small gravel under his feet away, and the flying stone suddenly rose up, with a whistling sound that broke the air, hitting the walls of the surrounding valleys, making a "Ting" sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet valley.

Zhang Kui withdrew his gaze from the stone, shook his head slightly, and asked: "Patriarch, although I, Zhang Kui, am disgusted and even isolated by everyone, I still have feelings for you, and I don't want everyone to die in vain."

Before the words fell, Li Ba stepped forward, pointed at Zhang Kui and shouted: "Zhang Kui, what nonsense are you talking about!" If you dare to speak disrespectfully to the patriarch, Lao Tzu will not be able to beat you to death! ”

Zhang Kui's eyes closed, looked at Li Ba, smiled coldly, ignored him, but turned his head to look at the patriarch and said: "Patriarch, I, Zhang Kui, have no disrespect for you, but the matter is serious, I hope that the patriarch can think carefully before making a decision." ”

Li Ba saw Zhang Kui ignoring him, his face turned red, and he scolded: "You fucking looking for death"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the patriarch suddenly speak: "Li Ba! ”

Li Ba was stunned for a moment, and swallowed back when he saw the dirty words in the back.

The patriarch stood in front of the crowd and looked at Zhang Kui, only to see that he was a little far away from everyone in a place where the torches could not shine, and he looked a little lonely.

Just like I used to be, proud, withdrawn and unsociable.

His eyes flashed, he sighed, and said to Zhang Kui: "What you said is good, but the old man already has a perfect plan in his heart to keep everyone safe." ”

With that, he shook his head and turned away, looking at the corpses that had been trampled by the cattle in the light of the torches in the valley.

Fragmented.

Zhang Kui saw that the patriarch's words had come to this point, knowing that it was useless to say more, his eyes flashed, and after thinking about it for a while, he bowed down and replied: "The villain naturally believes in the patriarch, but the matter is important, and it is better to be cautious. ”

The patriarch didn't turn around after hearing this, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and responded, "Old man do his best." ”

After saying that, he stopped talking and beckoned forward, and a villager behind him stepped forward, holding back his nausea, piling up the corpses together, and then pouring hot oil on them and lighting them with torches.

The flames sprang up in an instant, spreading through the valley.

An indescribable smell gradually filled the air, and the patriarch looked at the soldiers who were still glaring at them in the daytime, trying in vain to snatch the golden food, and slowly turned to ashes in the firelight.

Can a living person experience the fear and nostalgia that a dead person experiences at a time of near-death?

Once a person dies, his memories of his life will be gone, and in another hundred years, who will remember him?

People are like ants, but that's it.

Time passes, the past flies, and the dead never wake up, but those whose names are engraved in history can be recited through the ages, as if they were not dead.

The patriarch shook his head in front of the firelight and sighed:

In the end, he is old, and he has a lot of emotions out of thin air, and he has not many years left, even if he still has ambitions, what can he do?

Live well for the rest of your life.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, turned his senses, and commanded everyone:

"Li Ba, Wang Qi, the two of you stay here to prevent the water from going out, everyone else should go back, pack your bags, and in two days, we will leave for the south and go to Dingbian."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Kui and said, "How is it?" ”

Zhang Kui was obviously stunned, and when he saw everyone's eyes shooting at him, he reacted and replied, "Follow the patriarch's orders." ”

The patriarch said "um", nodded, took a step, and walked out of the valley.

The people behind him gradually followed.

As soon as I got out of the valley, the mountain wind was fierce, almost blowing people to the ground, and there was a sense of rain in the air, and there was no sand and dust for half a day.

The patriarch took a deep breath and strode back to the village, without stopping-

In the middle of the night, in the inky darkness, how many people still have their eyes open?

At this time, what are the other people in the world who have not yet slept busy with?

When others can't sleep late at night, will they be like themselves, cranky?

Or are you already old, so you have become sentimental?

At this time, it's time for the villagers to sleep, right? The patriarch sighed, got up in his clothes, walked out of the dwelling, and alone with the lamp, came to the mountain, and sat down on the stone on which he usually sits.

The mountain wind blew, the candle flame flickered and dimmed, as if it would not last long, it would be extinguished, the cold deepened, the patriarch couldn't help but wrap himself, but as soon as his hand was taken away from the lantern, the candle flame was blown out by the wind.

Darkness reigned all around him.

The patriarch sighed softly and put the lantern on the ground, at this moment, he was a little distracted, he walked here by himself, enduring the wind and cold, what is the purpose?

He lowered his head, suddenly feeling a little tired, a little regretful, in this life, how many steps do you really want to step on?

Few and far between!

I was pushed forward by others, even if I became the patriarch of this village, I was more involuntarily.

In fact, my greatest wish is to find a quiet place and live the rest of my life peacefully, no matter what the country, no matter what the people.

But even this small wish is difficult to fulfill.

He sighed deeply, and at this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears, and then the firelight lit up, and the patriarch was stunned, holding the stone with both hands, and his body quickly retreated, squinting his eyes to look at the light.

The person who came was Zhang Kui.

Zhang Kui didn't seem to expect the elderly patriarch to be so agile, and couldn't help but be stunned, and only after a moment did he smile dryly: "The patriarch has a good means!" ”

The patriarch was silent for a while, then stood up again, looked up at Zhang Kui, and said straightly: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Zhang Kui was not in a hurry to answer after hearing this, but smiled slightly, came to the patriarch and sat down, and said, "Patriarch, who are you?" ”

The patriarch frowned, repeated coldly, and said, "What are you looking for?" ”

Zhang Kui saw that the patriarch had no intention of speaking, and knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not ask the result, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "I came to the patriarch this time to ask you for advice, if we rashly go south and enter the city, will Wanyan Shuo accept us." ”

After hearing this, the patriarch came to sit down beside Zhang Kui, and in the firelight, I saw that his face had changed back to normal, and his coercion was indifferent, and there was a faint sense of nobility, which made people awe-inspiring.

Zhang Kui's eyes flashed.

It seemed to be a little cold, and after the patriarch wrapped his clothes, he replied lightly: "Zhang Kui, for so many years, the old man has looked down on you." ”

Zhang Kui pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh? Why did the patriarch say this? ”

After hearing this, the patriarch waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about these things first, Zhang Kui, the old man saw that you were a general, so I asked you, do you think that the person who came to attack today was defeated and fled to the defenders?" ”

Zhang Kui frowned, thought for a while and said, "Patriarch, you mean?"

As if thinking of something, Zhang Kui's body trembled, and continued: "No wonder these soldiers fought with their lives to kill the mad cow before they died, they don't look like defeated deserters at all, especially Wu Yue and the two of them before, so that's the case." ”

The patriarch nodded and praised: "Yes, if the old man is not mistaken, I am afraid that these people were sent by Wan Yan Shuo." ”

Zhang Kui lowered his head and was silent for a moment before he said, "In that case, why did you let all the villagers move into the city, patriarch?" Aren't you afraid that Wan Yan Shuo will suddenly attack and avenge his subordinates? ”

The patriarch raised his head, glanced in the direction of Dingbian City in the darkness, shook his head, and replied, "He won't." ”R1058