After the bloody battle, at the end of the day, when Lin Bin was about to retreat, Gongsun Hong rushed to gallop on his horse, his face was full of horror, as if something incredible had happened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"My lord! Your Excellency ...... "Gongsun Hongren came before he arrived," and come here! Without waiting for Lin Bin to react, he turned around again.

Lin Bin knew that Gongsun Hong would never be so anxious if he didn't encounter something that couldn't be solved, and he caught up urgently, "What happened?" ”

Gongsun Hong's expression was extremely complicated, "Big deal! Big deal! When cleaning up the battlefield, it was found in the livestock circle behind the Qiang people...... Discover a lot of people! ”

The so-called many people, Lin Bin arrived at the destination only to find out that it was some slaves living with livestock, he didn't know why Gongsun Hong's face was so complicated, after asking the identity of the slave, Lin Bin himself was stunned.

"This ...... This ......, are they Han Chinese? Han Chinese like us!? ”

Lin Bin couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, those people who looked stupid were Han Chinese? In a Qiang tribe with a population of 5,000, it has more than 2,000 Han slaves? God knows how much of the population of the Han border has been taken away by nomads in recent years! Only then did he realize that his luck was so good, no wonder the Qiang people were led by himself to fight with two hundred and fifty iron horsemen, and the resistance was so weak, it turned out that at least half of the five thousand people accounted for more than half of the slaves!

Those slaves who lived with livestock were actually Han captives, and many of them were taken away by different people, turning around like extreme goods, either taken by the Huns as grazing slaves, or snatched by the Qiang people as captive slaves, and many of them had left the Han country for several years, and had been living a slave life of being insulted and killed at will.

Gongsun Hong originally wanted the soldiers to open the livestock pen and drive the livestock to prepare for evacuation, but he didn't expect to disperse the livestock. He thought it was the fleeing Qiang people who wanted to hide in the livestock pen to survive, but he didn't expect a threat, those who were covered with feces and didn't even have a few warm clothes to keep warm were not Qiang people in disguise, but the same people who were supposed to wait for Tianming to continue working in the livestock pen!

"Yes, it's Han! You can't be wrong, it's Han Chinese! Gongsun Hong became a little stuttering, surrounded by ambitious people who had always wanted to climb up without compromising means, as soon as he saw those people with depressed expressions and full of stunned eyes, a sour feeling of heartache also rose in his heart, "They are all Han people who have been taken captive by Biansai!" ”

The guards on the side tried to summon the Han people who were hiding in the livestock pen to come out, but because the light was too weak and they were afraid that the Qiang people would be mixed in the crowd, they could only be stopped by Gongsun Hong's obstruction because they were afraid of being conspired against when they entered.

Lin Bin stayed for a long time, slightly close to the livestock pen, his nose was choked by the smell of livestock manure, but he did not flinch, but jumped off the war horse and walked forward slowly, he wanted to get closer, and take a good look at what kind of inhuman life the captive Han people lived.

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and Koga led dozens of horsemen to approach, and they were obviously notified before they flashed their hands over.

As soon as Jiahe arrived, he yelled at Lin Bin's instructions: "Archers are on alert!" ”

The crowd in the livestock pen remained unmoved, still lying quietly on the ground, looking at the soldiers who were about to shoot with their bows open, and their faces were excited, as if they were desperate for death.

Gongsun Hong's heart was furious, and he was afraid that the people inside would rush out indiscriminately, so he also yelled for safety: "The foot soldiers slowly march to the front!" ”

Lin Bin saw a few people who stood up and ran around covered in feces, took a few steps back and got back on their horses, and silently looked at those fellow clansmen with strange faces in front of the marching formation, as if they were desperately asking for death. What exactly happened to them that made them lose hope for survival?

A foot soldier stepped forward and opened the fence gate, "Drive the cattle out!" ”

More and more foot soldiers joined the ranks of driving livestock, "Don't move, the people inside, we are the Han army!" ”

Flocks of lambs were driven out, leaving only those who heard that it was the Han army, full of disbelief and silence, they still looked at the busy soldiers with cold eyes, and did not believe that this bloody, unrecognizable camp, and the angry soldiers were Han soldiers.

Those who stood up squatted again, still motionless and casually leaning together, crouching or lying on the mud mixed with animal manure, and it would have been impossible to confirm that those with numb faces were still alive had it not been for the constant shivering of the cold.

Suddenly, someone in the livestock pen laughed: "No one will fall for you, kill if you want to!" ”

Lin Bin didn't want any accidents to happen, so he hurriedly asked Gongsun Hong and Jia He to find a way to convince those Han people who were beginning to become emotionally unstable that they had no malicious intent. But what more can they think about? These people who have long lost the will to live seem to have suffered something, but they were indifferent when they heard the familiar Central Plains dialect, Ren is cold eyes looked at the soldiers holding weapons shouting that they were Han soldiers, and the corners of some numb people's mouths twitched, and their laughter was more ugly than crying.

"Forcibly drive them out, or...... Ignore it? ”

Lin Bin looked at Gongsun Hong, who was talking, and nodded, "Time is pressing, take them out of the enclosure, send someone to take care of them, we are ready to evacuate!" ”

And at this time......

"Fifteen from the army, eighty years to return. Daofeng villagers, who is in the family, it is the Jun family from a distance, the pine and cypress mounds are strong, the rabbit enters from the dog sinus, and the pheasant flies from the beam. Atrium Life Valley......"

With a crisp woman's voice, she sang poems, walked slowly on the grass, and kept opening and closing her mouth to sing the familiar words of the Han family. The petite figure walked forward very slowly, his hands soothed in the lower abdomen, stepping on small broken steps, and still singing despite the long skirt behind him......

"......, Inoue Shenglu Aoi, Chung Gu holds the rice, picks the sunflower and holds the soup, the soup is cooked for a while, I don't know who Yi Ah is, I go out to look east, tears stain my clothes......"

Slowly someone joined the Fu singing, with the full Han family's hometown flavor of the ballad swaying in the sky, the petite figure hurriedly chased after a ride, that is Han said, he jumped off the horse, ran to the woman and bowed, the woman turned a blind eye to it, bypassed, the closer, her crisp and pleasant singing Fu more and more induced people to miss their hometown.

"The Han family has a son, wandering outside the Saiwai. Ask when you will return, who will be alone. Ask when you will return, who will be alone......"

Lin Bin quietly looked at the petite figure that was still moving forward, she was still wearing red makeup, and the hairpin was no longer a fallen horse hairpin, but was casually coiled on her shoulders, blown by the wind, her hair fluttered, and she danced, with her sad and delicate appearance, she could no longer see her noble relatives, only deep self-blame and helplessness.

When the woman came to the livestock pen, she was not afraid of the stench of her nose, and she still sang the poems belonging to the Han people with her soft voice.

"What is 'who'?"

"...... is the name of the wife and children of the family."

"Oh......"

"Only our Han family can call it that."

"Oh......"

Lin Bin saw it, and the stunned crowd slowly stood up, and their faces began to have expressions. He whispered to the bow infantry who were holding bows and waiting to shoot to put down their bows and arrows and retreat, and then asked the soldiers who were standing in formation to give up their vigilance, at this time, they must not stimulate those people who have very big mood swings, and can only wait for Nangong Princess Liu Jing to let them recall something by themselves, so that they are no longer numb and want to survive.

"Drive!"

Lin Bin led the ten horsemen to the side of Nangong Princess Liu Jing for ten steps, dismounted together, and subconsciously led people to protect the safety of Nangong Princess Liu Jing.

"A great woman who once needed to use her thin shoulders to provoke the hope of national survival!"

The crowd in the circle finally moved, and they came to the edge of the circle in groups, like Ji only then believed that it was the Han army who rescued them, not a foreign race, and not those horse thieves.

"Heaven ......"

A mournful roar resulted in an atmosphere full of sorrow, they began to walk out of the circle under the pacification of the Han army, crying as they went, no one felt that the person who cried was weak, in this era full of war, the survival of the weak was not guaranteed, and there was nothing more complicated than seeing their army after being subjected to endless bullying......

"The Han army is finally here!!"

Yes, it's finally here, but in its true sense, they are not Han troops, but a precarious lost dog......