The night was a little dark, and the snowflakes in the sky wandered around like dandelions, aimlessly searching for its home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A foot-deep snow quietly spread on the grassland, and between heaven and earth became a silver ocean. The world that should have been pitch black revealed a miserable white glow under the glow of the moonlight, and three or two tents were decorated with heavy snow, standing alone in the empty snowy night, becoming one with heaven and earth.

However, such a beautiful moonlit night and snow scene has become the end of the party.

It's already early spring, and I'm afraid you can see new green on the land in the south of the Yangtze River, right? However, the grassland ushered in a desperate white.

The party members, whose living environment is already very bad, seem to have been cursed by the god of Baishi, and they will quietly perish in this boundless snow.

This is a small tribe with only a few hundred tents, and it is a branch of the Eight Clans of the Dang Xiang Clan.

"Khan, thousands of cattle and sheep in the tribe have frozen to death, and the grain we bought with the Tubo people and the Liang people is almost gone. Last time we followed the Great Khan to Yanzhou, a lot of people died, and there are only some women and children left in the tribe, and we will be finished without food this winter. ”

Although it was late at night, the big tent in the middle of the tribe was still brightly lit, and the people in the tent gathered together with sorrowful faces, and the mare's milk wine in front of them had already become cold, exuding a fishy smell.

There were four braziers in the tent, but everyone's hearts were cold.

"Khan, the Mi Bird Clan sent someone over today to unite us to fight Lingzhou, and only asked us to send a thousand soldiers and horses to give us thirty percent of the goods, we might as well agree."

In the tent, a large man with a beard knelt on one knee on a woolen carpet and looked at the tribal leader sitting on a high seat with an expectant expression.

As soon as the words fell, a young party boy next to him slapped the table and stood up angrily, and the abrupt voice in the quiet tent attracted everyone's attention, and even the khan, who frowned and squinted to think about the problem, was slightly surprised, and turned his head slightly to look at the young man.

was stared at by everyone, his face was a little red, but his angry expression never changed, and he stretched out a hand and pointed at the bearded man who had just spoken with a little trembling.

"No! Yeli, do you want to bring our tribe to death? Last autumn we went to Yanzhou with the Great Khan, and the result? Most of the looted goods were taken away by the Tuoba clan, and my eldest brother also died to cover their retreat, how many of the good sons and daughters of the tribe died in Yanzhou? ”

"Now you still want us to go to Lingzhou, does the Mi Bird Clan want us all to die, and then take away all our women, cattle and sheep?"

The tent was unusually quiet, and the face of the Quite Chao Khan was pale, and his calloused hands were clenched together, and his body was trembling a little!

His heir, Min Feng, died in Yeonju, his favorite son, and he was like a gift from the Great God of Shiraishi to the tribe, strong, brave, and the best rider in the tribe, and the arrows he shot were as fast and powerful as meteors.

But he died, in the icy city of Yanzhou, and those hateful Liang people hung his head on the city wall. Thinking of this, Pochao Khan could no longer hold back his excited flushed face.

"How can the best warriors die at the hands of a sheep-like man, it's all to blame on those bastards of the Ye Ci clan, it's really hateful to slow down the marching speed for a few women."

In the end, the old khan could barely control his body, and his favorite son was going to marry the most beautiful pearl of the steppe, the daughter of the Tuoba family, and he would inherit the tribe in his place in the future.

"Khan, we can't be rash right now, we have no way out now."

"Needless to say!"

Before Ye Li could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Quite Chao Khan, "Go back first today, every day I will go to meet the people of the Mi Poultry family!" ”

Hearing this, everyone was relieved, saluted and retired, and Yeli also left, but a trace of imperceptible gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Father Khan, Ye Li is not at ease at all, I think he is in collusion with the rice poultry family......"

Pochao Khan waved his hand impatiently, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm tired, go out!" ”

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Wang Jin's body was no longer conscious, his face seemed to be blown by a cold wind as sharp as a steel knife, his teeth were not controlled at all and he was fighting up and down, and he was only wearing a thin linen shirt and pants, and the heavy snow fell on it, piling up a thick layer, if it weren't for the mouth and nose still exposed, it would almost be a lying snowman.

Wang Jin was desperate, he had never encountered such cold weather in his life, at this moment he remembered the story in the Danish fairy tale, the scene of the little girl lighting a match alone in the cold and waiting for death, he used to watch it without the slightest emotion, but now he realized the tragic fate of the little girl.

I should be even more miserable than her! After all, she still has matches! Matches, how nice it is to have a match, light it and warm your feet first, it's about to freeze.

He was originally a modern man who had crossed over, a company commander of the Chinese army, and became an officer after graduating from the military academy, and later was called into the special forces and became a company commander because of his excellent training results and the first place in the all-army competition.

Just when the troops went to the Golden Triangle to arrest the most vicious drug dealers, they were thrown by an earthen grenade and tore their bodies apart.

When he was dying, he thought a lot, his mother he hadn't seen for several years, his girlfriend who was waiting for him in his hometown, and his comrades-in-arms who were born and died together......

Just when he was bidding farewell to the world with a nostalgic gaze, suddenly his consciousness was awake again.

At first sight, it was a desolate scene, as far as the eye could see, there was loess, but the vegetation was still quite lush, and he was wearing the clothes of the ancients and was being whipped forward by a group of strangely dressed people, and there was a miserable cry, and all around him were incomprehensible languages, and the people who drove them were even more strangely dressed, holding bows and arrows, swords and guns that had never been seen in their time.

Wang Jin was completely panicked, the scene in front of him was beyond the scope of his cognition, looking at his completely unfamiliar body, the strong muscles were missing, but it was a little outrageously thin. Her hair became as long as a woman's, and she was tied back casually.

A startling guess exploded in his mind: he crossed over.

Later, he learned the truth of the matter from the mouth of the beggar next to him, and he traveled to the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, specifically Zhu Wen became the emperor's queen.

Fortunately, he has learned history well, otherwise he would not know where he is if he wants to break his head, and these fierce soldiers in front of him are famous party members in history.

The days that followed were even more miserable, and the weak body was really powerless, not to mention playing with those party members with knives, guns and sticks.

Yanzhou is hundreds of miles away from the territory of the Dangxiang people, and this section of the road has completely become the death march of these Han slaves who are being coerced, and every day there are unbearable old people, women and children who fall down, and those Dangxiang people even kill people directly when they slow down the march.

Wang Jin relied on the amazing willpower he had trained in the special forces, and he struggled all the way to the grassland, but this was the beginning of the pain.

Five dynasties and ten kingdoms, this is an era of martial arts; This is a time when human life is like a mustard; It was a time when civilian rule was almost extinct; This is also a great time to make achievements.

Wang Jin followed the rest of the captives and was taken to the grassland, where tents like yurts were scattered everywhere, herds of cattle and sheep lowered their heads and ate grass quietly, and the cold wind blew, blowing their hair and blowing Wang Jin's heart.

Everything was too cruel, and he finally saw what it means to be a real human life, and the party members drove their "two-legged sheep" like cattle and sheep, and every moment someone fell because of the high-intensity march, and the fate of those women was even more tragic.

"Enter... Brother, you say... You... Say that the party people will... What will it do to us? ”

The sound of Li Zhuzi's teeth fighting up and down even Wang Jin could hear it, and he asked Wang Jin a question tremblingly.

Wang Jin kept a calm face, squinted his eyes, and did not answer Li Zhuzi's question, because he had been completely speechless by the cold.

Li Zhuzi was very young, probably less than eighteen years old, with a simple face, according to him, Wang Jin was the same age as him, and even worked together when he was arrested by the party members.

Wang Jin was slightly surprised when he first knew, no wonder his body was so weak, and a young man of this age couldn't get any nutrition, and when he walked to the grassland, it was Li Zhuzi's turn to be shocked, he didn't expect that Brother Jin, who was like a weak scholar, could insist on walking here, and the blacksmiths in the village were all exhausted on the road.

Li Zhuzi didn't hear Wang Jin speak, and asked again with difficulty: "Brother Jin, you, are you dead?" ”

After saying that, the arm that had been frozen stiff seemed to touch another arm that was frozen stiff. It was Li Zhuzi, and he was lying next to Wang Jin, moving his body with difficulty, wanting to come and see his brother. Wang Jin was a little moved, he recalled his comrades-in-arms, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Human sensory vision is very wonderful, Wang Jin can't even open his eyes at this moment, but his sense of smell is extremely sensitive, he smells the smell of mutton, it is very strong, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

He knew that someone from the party was coming.

He and Li Zhuzi were assigned to the tribe's party members as slaves, and were kept in an open-air space like a sheepfold, and the daily food was the leftover bones of the master.

"Brother Jin, that... That one... The woman is here again. ”

Li Zhuzi's voice revealed the taste of fear, he was afraid of the party woman.

She got closer, and suddenly she cried again, loud and howling loudly, and whipped Wang Jin and Li Zhuzi with a whip.

The crying and howling did not spread very far under the cold wind, Wang Jin couldn't understand the party language at all, and the cold whip hit his body instead made his stiff body gain a trace of warmth.

Wang Jin probably knew why this woman ran over in the middle of the night and beat them, there was no man in their family, probably died when they were fighting in the grass valley! Maybe she loves her man very much, but Wang Jin didn't have the heart to think about all this, according to the rules of the grassland, she would soon become someone else's property.

The woman was tired from the beating, and sat on the ground with her buttocks, not making a sound for a long time, but looking at Wang Jin's face with empty eyes.

Wang Jin's consciousness is no longer clear, he doesn't know when the woman left, you feel that your body is suddenly warm, and you also feel a fishy smell unique to goat's milk in your mouth, goat's milk is warm.

The warm feeling made Wang Jin feel a strong sense of sleep, and his last thought before falling asleep was that he was alive after all.