When the first snow fell, Yunmengze's reeds had not yet flown away. Flocks of egrets cross the water, the green grass stretches to the horizon, the Hengjiang Mountains loom at the end of the horizon, Xiao Zhaozhi used to like to hunt here, and the rich and noble families of Jingzhou, Pingzhou also like to drive a carriage to bring their families here for a picnic.

Yunmengze goes more than 800 miles to the northwest, there is the famous Xianshan Beiqiao Mountain, and the spring water on the mountain can make the most mellow and clear white dew wine in Jingzhou.

Yun Mengze walked more than 400 miles south to the Dingjiang River, and now the Dingjiang River is densely packed with soldiers from the Northern Dynasty, even if a bird flies in the sky, it will be shot down mercilessly, and he doesn't want to carry a trace of intelligence across the river.

Xie Youyi can't remember how many times he fainted and woke up again. He struggled to open his eyes, discerned the hour and direction, struggled to get up, and took two steps forward with a staggering step, his vain legs could not bear the broken body, and he fell into the mud again, sucking in the dirt in his nose, choking and coughing violently, driving the dull pain of the wound on his body, and the pain in his chest was even more unbearable.

There was a fine snow in the sky, and he tried to keep his eyes open, and he could see clearly how every snowflake fell. If you sit in a reed pond with windows everywhere, with a stove in your arms, a pot of wine boiling on the red clay stove, and looking around, the reeds are vast, how comfortable it should be.

There was no wine, no big food, not even food, only an endless cold wind blowing from all directions, cutting his face like a knife, he licked his lips, and the snowflakes that fell on his lips melted instantly, as if his lips were not so dry and painful, but as soon as the wind blew, his lips lost feeling for a moment.

When the snow is a little bigger, it will bury the corpses everywhere, blood, broken flags, and a white expanse, hiding the traces of an earth-shattering battle.

How did you get all the way here? He couldn't remember anymore. On the way to Jingzhou retreat, he was ambushed by Helan Chenglu's team, so he could only turn around and go north to divert Helan Chenglu's men and horses.

As soon as he walked north and broke away from the large army, he knew that he was more than lucky. With the large army, maybe you can wait for help, and there is only a dead end to escape. He was already doing the work of breaking off, protecting the large army, protecting King Jinghui, as long as the large army can retreat safely, what are he and these thousand people? He thought to himself that he might be able to escape to the Hengjiang Mountains like Yuan Heng, and then go west all the way through the mountains to the territory of Rouran, and then find a way to return to Nanzhao.

He can't go to the Dingjiang River, Yuan Ke gave him a strangulation order, and a strangulation order to the Southern Dynasty army.

Trying to open his eyes and look at the sky, the snow was getting bigger, and he couldn't tell what time it was, only guessing that it was almost afternoon.

I didn't expect the Northern Dynasty army to be so ferocious, chasing and killing all the way, there were fewer and fewer people around him, until the last breakthrough, the personal guards escorted him to kill a bloody road, and he desperately went to the Hengjiang Mountain Range.

A heart-rending roar still echoed in his ears, "General! Kill it! Don't let the Northern Dynasty barbarians catch you! ”

Yes, you must not let the barbarians of the Northern Dynasty catch him, Yuan Ke ordered him to be cut with a thousand knives, and a thousand knives are not to be feared, Yuan Ke is just using this to humiliate the saint and humiliate Dazhao.

The war has been lost, and he can no longer fall into the hands of the enemy. Watching the warriors fall one by one beside him, their heads brutally cut off, his eyes were split, and he wanted to kill them and kill them with his sword!

But he could only try to flee without looking back, the faster he escaped, the better, and he could not waste a minute or a second. Those precious hours were bought with blood and life, just to allow him to run forward one more meter, two meters, ten meters until he reached the Hengjiang Mountains.

Xie Youyi was hit by three arrows, and the pain was unbearable when he moved, he didn't dare to pull out the arrow, so he could only cut off the handle of the arrow. I tried to reach out and touch my waist, and the flint kettle and other things on the lap had long since lost where they were.

The palm of his hand accidentally rubbed against the handle of the severed arrow on his lower abdomen, he gasped in pain, and his lower abdomen hurt even more, if this arrow deviated a little further, it was estimated that he would be humane, Xie Youyi closed his eyes, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

What he couldn't figure out was why Yuan Ke was suddenly so violent and cruel, and actually ordered that none of the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty should be left, and he didn't want to leave the 50,000 prisoners of war in the Southern Dynasty?

Yuan Ke would never be so stupid.

For half a month, he could only hide in the pond during the day, and the water in the early winter was cold and biting, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and only came out at night to find things that could satisfy his stomach, grass seeds, grass roots, shriveled wild fruits without water, and if he was lucky, he could find a few bird eggs, which were already the most delicious things. If the bow and arrow are lost, he cannot hunt birds and rabbits, and even if he had, he could not shoot arrows with a bow.

The farther away from Erzhou, the fewer Northern Korean soldiers in pursuit, the safer he became, but he couldn't take it lightly.

Don't stop the snow, the heavier it falls, the better. When the sun comes out, there is no gold sore medicine on him, the heat is steaming, the wounds are festering and inflamed, and he will only die faster.

Don't let the sun out, though his cold teeth chatter now, how much he longs for a little warmth.

Xie Youyi trembled and stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen, and couldn't help sighing, what can he do if he escapes to the Hengjiang Mountains? It takes more than 500 miles to the west to reach Rouran, and I am afraid that the wounds on this body will not last. If he can meet the hunter in the mountains, maybe he can save his life, but unfortunately there have always been few people in the Hengjiang Mountains, and even if there is, it now belongs to the Northern Dynasty, and I am afraid that he will be directly sent to the hands of the officers and soldiers.

Thinking of the two lost states, he felt sad, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and his throat choked uncomfortably.

The blood of thousands of soldiers was sprinkled on this land, but they still failed to defend it.

He is a sinner of Nan Zhao.

Sinner!

He, a sinner, is afraid that he has already caused a lot of trouble in his family. Thinking of home, he almost wanted to shout to vent his indignation and pain.

Daddy thinks she's dead.

What is the difference between him and the dead?

She and Wu respect each other like guests, although they can't talk about deep feelings, but they still have some feelings, and she likes to love herself so much, I don't know how to be sad now.

There is also Changxian, since he was born, he has been outside, he can only see a few times a year, this child doesn't know why he is always afraid of him, he is very lively, and he won't say anything when he sees him. If he can go back alive, I must hug him well, teach him to read, ride and shoot, and fulfill his father's responsibilities.

And also...... There is also a small county lord.

His brain was no longer able to think, his consciousness was gradually blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the night banquet in the former palace, the sheng song was floating, and the figure by the south pool seemed to be far and near, and he couldn't see it really.

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"Brother, he's so handsome!"

"Ninth Princess, please get out of the way!" Yuan Heng said angrily, this person's face is covered with blood and tatters, where is he handsome? Where's the handsome? Why can't he see it!

There was nowhere to find the iron shoes, Yuan Heng had already given up hope of catching Xie Youyi, thinking that he had fled to Nanzhao or died in this cold winter, but he didn't expect to reluctantly come out to catch rabbits with the ninth princess, and found this priceless treasure in the reeds, Yuan Heng almost looked up to the sky and laughed.

The girl called the Ninth Princess had a childish and sweet voice, and said stubbornly, "I found him first!" He's mine, he's mine! The customs on our grassland, whoever discovers it is theirs! ”

Yuan Heng didn't want to mess around with this little girl, so he pulled Xie Youyi out of the reeds, and the ninth princess ran over screaming when she saw this, grabbed Xie Youyi's other arm, and stared at Yuan Heng with angry eyes, just like this rough brother broke his beloved toy.

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