He was just a low-born man, and in this troubled world, his life was not at all important in the eyes of a soldier. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Living in the frontier, like all the people living in that area, he lived entirely on the land under him, and he lived almost the same life as the Khitans, grazing and milking cows every day, and exchanging his hard work and sweat for a mouthful of food to eat and drink.

But despite this, he still opened a pure Han eyebrows, so when the Khitan soldiers plundered their villages, the Khitans did not hesitate to arrest him and make him an even more lowly slave.

(In fact, he didn't even know what a Khitan was and what a Han was before that.)

Then he has been enduring all kinds of pain and torture brought to him by fate, and his heart has long been numb, which makes his eyes full of sheep-like weakness and timidity, which is diametrically opposed to the gaze in the eyes of the Khitans, the kind of wolf-like fierce gaze that is ready to bite you anytime and anywhere......

Perhaps the slave's body was too strong, or perhaps he never dared to disobey the abuser, so after only experiencing hunger and cold, he did not suffer any other hardships, such as whipping or the Khitans' unprovoked hand binding.

So many of the people who were stronger than him did not survive, and only the most honest farmer survived.

However, as the procession marched all the way to the top of the Tianshan Tianchi, when all the slaves were forced to change into sackcloth, even the slave's dull brain knew that his life might end here.

In the face of death, there are always people who feel afraid, and there are people in the team who try to resist with the instinct of survival in the end, but most of the slaves choose to obediently accept their "arranged ending", and they all honestly cooperate with those Khitan warriors who are far smaller than them, crying and shouting along the way, and scattering the yellow paper money in their hands.

To be honest, it seems ridiculous, but then again, it's normal for a pack of sheep to beat a wolf......

After this, the honest slave went through other "tests", even when there was a riot in the slave brigade, and all the members of the upper and lower ranks, whether old or weak, chose to try to escape while the chaos, the slave chose to sit honestly in place to save his precious physical strength......

Later events proved that what he did was completely correct, and those Khitans were just as they expected, and they caught everyone one by one like animals, and many of them paid with their lives.

"Why run? I can't run anyway—" When he watched his fellow citizens being beaten to death, there was such a look in his indifferent eyes, a look of deep sympathy and pity for the victims.

"I'm going to die anyway—" Perhaps the slave had lost all courage and hope to endure suffering.

The strange giant baby that emerged from the coffin carried by the Khitans did give a death sentence to almost all the remaining slaves after that: "Leave three strong ones for me, and the others will rush to the river-"

At that moment, the slave's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the Khitans with a little excitement, hoping that they could pick himself out.

However, he was still relatively thin, although he was already the strongest of the remaining people from a practical point of view.

In the end, three other Han cavalry captives were singled out, and he was driven into the white ice with the rest of the old and sick.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, neither expressed the pain in his heart to God, nor cursed the behavior of the Khitans like beasts, but still the past, humble and insignificant, hidden in the crowd, cautiously trying to use the little time left to survive.

Although it was true that the cold on the ice was not as cold as before, it was probably that there were too many people standing on the ice, and he heard the familiar sound of the ice cracking, and as a pure farmer and herder in the northwest, he certainly knew what it meant.

Although his numb heart had made him not care about death, he still reacted immediately, and fell down one step ahead of the others.

The ice that used to cover the entire surface of the lake collapsed at the foot of these people, forming ice blocks of different shapes......

The ice was not enough to support the weight of the slaves, and they slanted under their feet, and those who did not react in time fell into the heavenly pool, and were instantly overheaded by the cold water and disappeared.

As for the one who fell down first, not only did he manage to maintain his balance, but the ice under him was relatively much bigger, so that he survived the catastrophe unharmedly.

However, this was only one of the catastrophes, and the one who was trying to crawl on the huge ice under him, a pair of eyes looked down, but saw a corpse that could not tell whether it was rotten or soaked, and slowly drifted through the ice under him.

Those corpses are also called water drifters, most of them are the corpses that unfortunately died in the Tianshan Tianchi, some of them came here to graze in the spring of the previous year, unfortunately died, and some may have been soaked in the Tianchi for more than ten years, it is the cold lake water in the Tianchi that ensures that those corpses can be so many years without decaying.

And under the ice, the corpse of the slave should belong to the latter who has been soaked for more than ten years.

The slave looked at the unrecognizable corpses beneath the ice, and felt a fear he had never felt before, and for a moment he felt that the corpses had come to life, like piranhas, patiently waiting for fresh meat in the lake......

"Ah...... Yes!! Before the fear had passed, he saw that under the cracked ice, more and more drifters slowly emerged from the dark and deep lake, and all the drifters had their faces pressed against the ice, as if they were staring at them, and some of the corpses with good facial features even showed strange smiles on their faces.

He was surrounded as the only living person still alive on the ice......

At this moment, the big hand that had been blistered stretched out from the lake, and then the owner of the big hand, a corpse with a giant all over his body, actually came straight out of the lake, and hugged him and dragged him underwater.

"No!! No! No-" The last slave's previously stored stamina was now of use, and he slammed his hands on the edge of the ice, not letting himself be pulled down.

But the struggle was temporary, and a string of bubbles kept popping up from all sides of the ice, as if the water was boiling, and then a large rotting hand came up from below......