Pinghe rejected Fan Guang's offer to find him a horse, and just followed them.

But his heart kept spinning with thoughts.

Why did they run away like lost dogs.

Withdraw? But when and where to retreat?

In case of......

Peace shuddered.

What if there is nowhere to retreat?

Isn't that Changguo......

"This Dachangguo, it's going to be over!"

An arrogant voice suddenly sounded in his memory.

He followed the villagers calmly and blankly.

Beside him, the screams of the wounded soldiers were heard.

The villagers complained quietly.

The grunt of the wheels.

Occasionally, there was the sound of horses stomping on the ground.

The sound was in his ears, but he didn't seem to hear it at all, and his heart kept echoing what the madman had said.

Changguo, is it really going to be over?

Where are they going?

On that day, the Changguo army, which had almost lost its combat effectiveness, withdrew with a large group of people in the direction of the royal capital of Changguo.

That night, they rested in the wilderness.

The next day, they arrived at Hansuiling, which was not too far from Jianchang City.

If it is faster, maybe we will be able to reach the outside of Jianchang City on the third day.

However, that afternoon, when he was still halfway through, a news came from Wang Du that shocked everyone.

Mobei City was broken, and the army of Jing State drove straight in, and it only took two days for Jianchang City to fall!

Fearing to be ransacked, the wealthy families in the city fled for their lives further north long before the arrival of the Jing army.

The hearts of the people in the city fluctuated, and the combat effectiveness of the city guards was greatly reduced.

This is also the reason why the dignified royal capital is so easy to be attacked.

Hearing the news, everyone stayed where they were.

What's the point?

Their destination has been occupied by enemy countries.

The king's capital fell.

The lord of a nation does not know whether he will survive or not.

These Changguo people, in the blink of an eye, all became people who died in the country!

Everyone here knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

After many days of long journey, they are already very tired, and what supports their bodies and wills is to be able to return to the royal capital and get the one that is safe.

However, the royal capital, which was regarded as the last reliance in their hearts.

But like a piece of paper, he fell under the army of Jing in a blink of an eye.

How can these people accept this!

In the wilderness, the soldiers and the fleeing people, a total of more than 6,000 people, cried for a while, and the whole land seemed to be reduced to a sea of pain.

Ping He trembled all over, and his body slowly fell down as if he had no bones.

"Peace, peace!" On the side, Fan Guang screamed in panic and reached out to support him.

Ping He only felt that all the strength in his body had been drained.

Ever since he heard the news of the fall of the royal capital and the fall of Changguo, the whole person has been completely bad.

Mother, mother is still in the royal capital!

A strong thirst, and the fear of the unknown, tore at his brain.

And going, he had a strong palpitation that made him very scared, very scared.

Mother, what the hell is wrong with Mother!

"Fan Guang," the peaceful body leaned on Fan Guang's arm, and said reluctantly, "I, I probably can't walk anymore, can I ask you something?" ”

Fan Guang is a martial artist after all, plus he did not treat the sick and wounded soldiers all the time like Pinghe, and his physical condition is still much better than Pinghe.

"You say." Fan Guang said with tears in his eyes.

"You go to the royal capital, find my mother, if you find it, please protect her."

Pinghe gasped and said.

"Okay." Fan Guang gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Brother's entrustment, I will definitely do it, peaceful, you rest here, I will borrow a horse from the army and go to the royal capital to find your mother!" ”

Fan Guang's parents had already taken refuge in the Song Kingdom, and only he remained in the Chang Kingdom.

This time, he not only wanted to find the Zou family, but also to see if his good brother Mi Long was safe.

The two said a few more words, and Fan Guang went to borrow the horse.

After Fan Guang left, he was supported by peace and encouragement, and wanted to stand up.

However, the dizziness that he had been trying to resist before finally enveloped him.

Pinghe's eyes turned black and he fainted directly.

……

When he woke up, he was surrounded by people and covered with a quilt from nowhere.

Seeing that Ping He woke up, someone hurriedly came over and raised his head and fed him water.

Ping and his throat were dry and aching, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the water in small gulps.

When he calmed down, he looked around.

There were also many people around looking at him.

There were soldiers, officers, and villagers.

"Doctor Ping, take a good rest."

"Yes, Dr. Ping has worked hard."

Ping He moistened his aching throat and reluctantly asked:

"Aren't you leaving?"

There was some silence around.

After a while, there was humanity:

"Originally, we wanted to go further north, or west, to find a secluded spot, and there would be no place for the pursuers to rest for the time being."

"But seeing Dr. Ping like this, we won't leave."

"That's right, it's actually the same everywhere you go, it's better to stay and guard Dr. Ping."

The people around him were talking.

They revolve around peace, like around their backbone.

Peaceful and wry smile.

He himself was still extremely confused, but these people seemed to rely on him.

Originally, he thought that he would lose the red beads and be arrested and put in prison by the county guard, but even if he came out and returned to his hometown, his reputation would be ruined.

However, these villagers still respect him as much as they did in the past.

Including these soldiers, the officers too, and their attitude towards him was grateful and respectful.

Maybe it's because he helped a little.

But what's the use of all this?

He was peaceful, just an ordinary doctor.

In one day, even if you exhaust yourself to death, you can only cure dozens of people.

Even if you bring other people to help and rush to work, there are only 100 people a day.

However, in Changguo, there are hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of wounded soldiers.

Even if it can be cured, but the army of Jing has already invaded the hinterland, and they have no way at all.

And that's not all.

Whether it's him, or his friends, or the villagers, soldiers, and officers here.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't save the general trend of the decline of the Changguo.

No wonder, that madman wants to say that Dachangguo is going to end.

Now, he is just a mud bodhisattva who can't protect himself.

"Grasshopper...... Shaking the tree, ridiculous...... Don't ...... yourself"

"A drop in the bucket to save the car...... It's hard to support ...... alone"

In a calm mouth, he unconsciously read out what the madman had said.

He had never felt the moment he was right.

And not just at this moment.

In fact, this outcome has been doomed since he and his friends got together from time to time to discuss so-called national events.

The power of people is too small.

He tried to get up, but his body only felt weak, dizzy, and unable to stand up.

Helpless, Pinghe had to rely on his own strength, turned over, knelt on the ground, and supported the ground with his hands.

Thoughts swirled in his mind, and finally, condensed into one thought.

And the words of the man who came home with the madman may be just right for what he is thinking and feeling at the moment.

"Studying medicine can't save the people of Changguo."

"You can't save the people of Changguo!"

Ping He fell to the ground and said hoarsely.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Peace in the heart, full of pain and helplessness.