Night 7: The East China Sea (3)

After leaving the official barracks, the dreamman continued eastward with the cavalry battalion, and soon came to the eastern village. The eastern village, like the southern village, was in ruins by this time, and the ships carrying salt were nowhere to be found.

The pursuers had been thrown away from a distance, and everyone simply rested outside the ruins of the village, and after several days of running, the horses of the cavalry battalion had reached the point where they would die at any moment, and they had to fight for every opportunity to rest in order to move forward more firmly.

Huang Zhi walked alone into the ruins of the Eastern Village, looking sadly at the land, which was the place where he fought for the first time after entering the Dream of Forces, when he was a member of the East China Sea Nine Team, in this village, he gained the exclusive skill of "socializing", and from then on began his path as a dream man.

However, the place is now devastated, and the blood stains all over the place have dried up into a black-brown sè, penetrating deep into the earth, so that the fresh, earthy smell that should have been there is no longer there, and it is replaced by a faint, long-lasting smell of blood.

All the houses were torn down, and then another fire burned all the wooden furniture and supplies. If you look closely, you can faintly see blackened corpses in the ruins, hún mixed in the unburned charcoal.

In the late autumn season of September in this Dongzhou continent, the climate of the East China Sea, which is located in the tropics, is still a little hot, and the smell of corpses ** comes with the increasingly bleak autumn wind, which makes people feel a little sick to their stomachs. If it weren't for Huang Zhi running on the horse for most of the day, and the grain of rice hadn't been eaten, I'm afraid he would have vomited a mess by this time.

Each knuckle of his clenched fist was a little white, and the not-so-long nails were deeply embedded in the palms, leaving indentations. These villagers who were brutally killed may be the same people who fought side by side with him against the bandits that day, and the actions of the state army are even more exterminating than the bandits in the fish and meat township.

No matter why the imperial court had to put the people in their dreams to death, no matter whether these innocent villagers nominally belonged to the people of Donghai County, but in essence, they were the aborigines of the Dongzhou continent, the food and clothing parents of the Dongzhou Imperial Court, and the foundation of the Dongzhou Imperial Dynasty. For this reason alone, the officers and soldiers should not have dealt such a deadly hand to them.

It can only be said that it is not for nothing that the Dongzhou Continent is full of smoke and banditry, but it is really because of the decay of the imperial court and the common people. Huang Zhi couldn't help but regret why he chose to take the road of assisting the government to suppress the rebels, instead of taking advantage of the Weixian rebels' containment of the official army of the state capital to lead the Eastern Navy to embark on a line of uprising. There is no such thing as regret medicine in the world, and thinking about these things now does not help the predicament in front of us.

Huang Zhi raised his eyes and looked around, although he knew in his heart that it was impossible, he still fantasized about finding a living person, even if it was to find a little memory of the past. But no, except for the gurgling water of the Kowloon River, everything is no longer human.

To the south of Dongfang Village, a rice field was harvested half a month ago, and only a team of rice stalks that had not yet been burned were left in the field. The dry west wind carried away the remaining moisture from the fields, and the earth cracked, leaving only a bleak and desolate landscape.

The remnant sun of autumn has begun to set westward, and the temperature in the air has gradually subsided, faintly making people feel a slight chill, but Huang Zhi's heart is already as cold as winter.

These damn Lizhou officials and soldiers ruined his last trace of memories in Donghai Town, which can barely be regarded as a good memory, but if you dig deeper, the Lizhou Army is just an insignificant piece on the big chessboard of the Dongzhou Continent, and even the Dongzhou Imperial Court is just a "general" or "handsome" on the chessboard, and what really leads to all this is the hand that clings to the chess pieces - the manipulator behind the dream world.

Li Sha wanted to follow up to see Huang Zhi's situation, but was stopped by the female companion beside her. Others may not understand his feelings, but Huang Ying knows this, after all, she is Huang Zhi's earliest teammate.

Holding Li Sha's hand, Huang Ying shook his head, "Let him face it himself, at this time, he needs to be stronger." ”

Sima Fuqiang also knew some things about Huang Zhi when he was in the ninth team, and when he heard Huang Ying's words, he also silently affirmed in his heart.

If Huang Zhi's entry into the dream world had a sad beginning, now may be a sad ending. If you want to fight against the manipulators behind the dream world, you can't rely on skills alone, you need a strong heart and the determination and wisdom to break the rules.

So Huang Zhi really should be stronger, including severing with his past. He wants to cut off his entanglement with the past, not only Zhang He and Xiang Yu, but also the deceased comrades-in-arms and fathers and villagers in Donghai Town, and even finally with those relatives and friends in the "real" world who don't know if they really exist.

There are too many things to be separated, so you need to be stronger.

The ruins of the eastern village might be a good place to start.

The Lizhou army inadvertently cut off Huang Zhi's ties in Donghai Town, just like a baby who had cut the umbilical cord, and finally became an independent life.

Donghai Town, like his mother, provided a harbor for Huang Zhi's initial dream journey, but the mother will eventually grow old, and the child will always grow up on its own. Now the storm is coming, destroying the harbor on which he depends, like a boat adrift in the storm, if he can't make himself stronger, he can only be torn to pieces by the wind in the end.

Huang Zhi walked out of the ruins, his eyes were full of determination, "Brothers, it's time to set off, our difficulties must be more than these, the purpose of the dream world is to erase us, even if we persist in the dream of power, there will be a dream of war next." I don't know who they are standing behind all this, but I can be sure that under their rules, we have no hope of victory. ”

"That's how it should be." It's not that Sima Fuqiang is pessimistic, even if the Donghai team successfully returns to Dongwei Pass with the cavalry battalion, they will face a total of 100,000 troops from the two states. Even if the opponent doesn't take the initiative to attack, just using delaying tactics can starve the person in the dream to death.

"So we're going to fight back, break the damn rules of this world," Huang Zhi declared viciously.

"Do you have a solution?" Sima Fuqiang's eyes lit up and he looked at Huang Zhi urgently.

Huang Zhi's eyes were full of confidence, "That's right, I have a way, but it's not here." First of all, we must leave the Power Dream alive. Fourteen days, this is the first day"

He didn't say anything more, because once something was spoken, the manipulator behind the dream world would be able to learn about it at the same time, and then make arrangements to disrupt his plans. Knowing the importance of secrecy, Sima Fuqiang and Zhang Wei both held back the curiosity in their hearts and did not continue to ask.