The day is long and the horse neighses, the remnant sun is like blood, but it is not as red as the real blood, nor is it as hot as the red blood, the horse under the crotch keeps kicking the horse's hooves, raising bursts of dust, dozens of daring warriors gather in a circle, the horse lance in their hands is clenched, there are several people wearing armor, hundreds of majestic and fierce Hu people also ride horses around and confront the brave warriors, all are forged from fishing and hunting, the hands are also sharp weapons, Liaodong Hu people have strong combat power, the sophisticated weapons in their hands are factors that cannot be ignored, the development of Yan State for one hundred and fifty years, in Liaodong, Those big Hu tribes even had armor warriors, and now they have become strong enemies of the warriors.

The leader of dozens of daring warriors is Luo Xiang, he is also the leader of this trip, in the face of ten times his own Hu people, he did not have the slightest fear, after taking a deep breath, let out a roar like a tiger's roar and roared: "Five years to see, you should know the name of my Luo clan, and those who block the return of our clan will die; Return to the departed of the blade, live; Dare to use the blade and try my words! ”

Yan withdrew from Liaodong, the Hu people naturally took advantage of the situation to occupy the homeland of Yan, after several years of preparation, Luo Xiang was ordered by Luo Chen to lead a part of the dare soldiers to return to Zhaocheng in the south, and began to migrate the people of Zhaocheng, as expected, the Hu people blocked the land of Liaodong, but the dare soldiers are what kind of divine soldiers, even if there are not dozens of people, they can also break down the interception of the Hu people, and return to Zhaocheng smoothly.

In the land of Hebei, the closed Zhao Principality is a little desolate, and the scholars and people who have been flowing endlessly for two hundred years, with the issuance of the order to close Zhaocheng, can no longer come to the country, only the supply caravan can enter, so that there are even some more weeds on the main road leading to the four directions of Zhaocheng.

On this day, there were dozens of knights stepping into the territory of the Duke of Zhao, these dozens of knights were covered with wind and frost, and there were even dried blood stains on their clothes and bare skin under their clothes, and their clothes were mostly torn, and they could only cover their bodies slightly, and there were criss-crossing scars in the gaps of their clothes, which were recorded on their chests, backs and arms, and even those who had not been scabbed for a long time, and there were blood oozing out of them, which was fierce and unspeakably miserable.

This pedestrian is naturally the dare warrior who returned from the south of Winter City, facing ten times his own Hu people, the dare warriors successfully broke through after killing dozens of people, and when they entered the Yan country's sphere of influence, the Hu people did not dare to chase and kill at will, worried about encountering the Yan country's iron cavalry.

The door of Zhaocheng was opened, dozens of horses rushed out, Luo Chen's son Luo Yu rode a horse in front, saw Luo Xiang and the face of the brave warrior, his heart was sour and sour, and he immediately hugged his fists and said: "Ah Xiang, I haven't seen you for many years, you have reduced a lot, all the clansmen are hard, I sit in Zhaocheng, I am really guilty." ”

Luo Xiang and other returning warriors all smiled heartily, compared with the deceased clansmen, it is already a blessing to be alive to see Zhaocheng again, the doors of Luo Palace are open, the bell rings, calling the respected people in the Zhaocheng clan to come together, dare to reunite with their families, heal, and bring family letters to the rest of the brave warriors who have not returned.

After a while, there was already a lot of people in the Luo Palace, and everyone looked at Luo Xiang, and from Luo Xiang's forehead with a long scar, everyone knew how difficult this line of work was.

Luo You raised the wine and sighed: "Ah Xiang, all the clansmen have gone to Liaodong for five years, and the hearts of the Zhaocheng clansmen have also gone, worried, worried, Zhaocheng heavy snow day, the clansmen are praying for the emperor of Suwang, I don't know if you are hungry and cold, thin clothes, hardship, see it today, I can't bear to ask again, drink this wine, Jinger and so on."

Time is like water, Zhaocheng is closed, the people are boiling, after a long time, have dissipated, the countries are fierce, the intention is to fight again, the people are tired, everything in the clan is complete, just waiting to migrate, ask Liaodong now, my father, he is old, is his body okay? ”

Luo Xiang drank a lot of wine, only to feel that it was not enough spicy, Liaodong for five years, Luo Chen walked in the extremely cold winter, and the cold extended to the brave soldiers, but he still felt the cold to the bones, and the spirits were often drunk, he wiped his mouth and said loudly: "Brother, don't worry, my uncle is still good, sitting in the Far North White Mountain and Black Water Winter City."

My uncle said: 'From Zhaocheng to the extreme north of Liaodong, it is difficult to do penance, and the road is very heavy, and hundreds of elite soldiers are still damaged, not to mention the old and young women and children in the city, if you don't change it, it will be a tragedy in the world. ’

When I waited for the return of the south, there were eighty-two brave soldiers, but in the tenth month, in Liaodong met thirteen Hu people, there were retreaters, there were fighters, to Zhaocheng, only sixty-two people remained, the rest are buried in a foreign land, regret and mourn.

My uncle said: 'Migrating to Liaodong is to survive and survive in death, not to self-exile and self-destruction. ’

Brothers, migratory people, should be cautious and cautious. I am equal to Liaodong to wait for five years, all for this and paved, build the city in winter, in the way along the way to make a note, everywhere, there are sons and daughters for this sacrifice, when the line, if you see the green mountains and pines swaying, the rivers and rivers are endless, it is the sons and daughters to protect the people. ”

There was no depression in Luo Xiang's voice, but Luo You could hear the sadness and joy in it, and immediately said in a deep voice: "The green mountains and pines bury the souls of the heroes, the rivers and rivers sing the gods, the mountains and rivers have spirits, and their spirits are relatives. ”

Luo Xiang was stunned when he heard this, and then he didn't say a word, just hugged his fists, and everyone in the hall was concerned.

Luo Xiang and others returned to bring the exact news of Liaodong, Liaodong is building a city, and after the house has been prepared, the Luo family, who has been prepared for a long time, has begun the real migration, the Luo family migration, such as the companion army, the real treasures of the Haohao Tangtang family, have been placed in the ring to take away, and now what they bring is only the grain, cotton clothes and brocade fur that the ring can not carry in large quantities.

Qingzhuang is naturally not afraid of long journeys, these Qingzhuang are organized as guards, Luo's is naturally worry-free in Zhuxia, but after entering Liaodong, such a huge team, countless baggage, it doesn't look particularly strong, it must be the mouth of the Hu people's mouth, you must know that even if you dare to travel as a soldier, there are Hu people to intercept and kill, this is to die for money, birds to die, especially Luo's team is full of a large number of women and children with poor physical fitness, Hu people will definitely not let go.

Luo's plan is to travel in batches, the first batch is still young and strong first, these people set off first, one is to go to the follow-up clan again, and the other is to enter Winterfell, all of them are the laborers who built the city, which can lay a solid foundation for the follow-up clansmen, and finally the first batch of migrated people are more than 10,000 young and strong, thousands of women and children, and 2,000 dare warriors are fully armed to accompany and protect, and when these people are sent to Winterfell, the dare warriors will return to Zhaocheng.

Such a large-scale population migration, if it were not for Luo's travel, neither Han nor Yan would have been able to let it go, and when Luo Xiang passed through the border between Han and Yan again, he could even smell the tense atmosphere, and he knew that the tragic war might be about to start again.

Spring goes to autumn, cold falls and summer rises, the four seasons are reincarnated, every year is like this, the traces of people in Zhaocheng are becoming more and more scarce, within five years, eighty or ninety thousand people have all moved away, don't say the inner city, even if it is the outer city, I have never seen a few figures, at the corner, most of the old people get together to talk and laugh, Luo You walked from the outer city, it seems to engrave Zhaocheng in his mind, and when he saw a few old people, he saluted and said: "Elders of the sect, why don't you move with the brigade, stay in Liaodong, and there is a day to talk." ”

The old man squinted his eyes and smiled when he heard this: "In the past, when the Luo Kingdom was destroyed, the old people in the clan accompanied the funeral, and this time they wanted to die with the city, but the head of the family ordered a strict resignation, and it was not allowed to be martyred. ”

Luo You's eyes were a little gloomy and lost when he heard this, and comforted: "Life is in the world, there is life and death, things are born in the world, there is life and death, flowers have a reopening day, when the city is rebuilt, the Zhaosheng King can rebuild Zhaocheng on the ruins, and it can be the same after a hundred thousand years, Zhaocheng is in the hearts of the clansmen, where the clansmen are, in the extreme north cold wind of the white mountains and black waters, the winter is also like Zhaocheng." ”

Those old people looked at Luo You and smiled, but with sadness in the smile, Luo You no longer wandered around Zhaocheng, nor did he return to Luo Palace, but returned to the Zongmiao, only the Zongmiao is the eternal sacred place of Luo's family, now in Zhaocheng, he is the only one who is here, the candle flame of Luo's Zongmiao will never stop, he knelt in the place of the past, and began to pray and sing, even though King Su disappeared, but the respect for the ancestors will never stop, which has been engraved in Luo's bones and blood.

Luo You sang loudly in the candle-lit temple, but outside the temple there were dark clouds pressing the city, dark and gloomy, the wind whistling in the world only the sound of the wind, thunder Gaia, after a moment of pouring rain swayed down, the whole Zhaocheng was shrouded in the rain curtain hazy, no sky, no earth, no people, Luo You didn't seem to be aware, he sang the whole hymn step by step, and then got up and walked to the door of the temple.

The wind swept the rain wet the hem of his brocade clothes, the damp water couldn't help but hit his face, a few strands of hair had been wet and sticking to his side face, he seemed to be unconscious, only staring at the rain curtain with an expressionless face, the world turned upside down, the heavy rain drops on the bluestone slab, and then converged into a stream, Zhaocheng has been running for thousands of years under such a torrential rain, still maintains a good operation, and discharges the water into the river outside the city.

The last thousands of people in Zhaocheng are wearing clothes and hats, all of them are old men with their first hair, standing in the heavy rain, crumbling by the wind, looking at the fertile fields around Zhaocheng that have been washed away, a large amount of silt has been swept away, the heavy rain in the sky is still endless, although Zhaocheng is majestic and grand, it is only a boat in the sea.

The old man had already abandoned the staff in his hand, knelt down in the direction of Zhaocheng, and wailed with tears on his face: "Since the emperor of Su Wang founded the country in Zhaodi, 1,300 years, even if there was the disaster of the Qin Dynasty, but the house was destroyed and the wall was broken, there were still broken walls, and the Zhaosheng King was able to prosper, but now it has directly turned into Zeguo, and no longer exists, the city of 1,300 years has become a thing of the past, the sky, why do you blame me Luo Shi and my Luo Shi obey the heavens, why do you have to bear this thousand sufferings!" ”

Luo You recalled in his mind what his grandfather said before his death, Zhaocheng would be transformed into Zeguo, it turned out to be Zeguo like this, he knew that this was not the family's doing, summoning a big flood enough to destroy Zhaocheng, the foundation paid was not something that the current family could afford.

King Su disappeared, the family heritage with a point less, this heavy rain must be from the sky, this is the will of heaven like a knife, Luo's is also in the will of heaven, without the ancestor of King Su, face the will of heaven, and if you are not careful, you will be destroyed.

Looking at the old men who were still kneeling on the ground, Luo You sighed lightly, for 1,300 years, Luo's almost never obeyed the heavens, so that now, people and the sky fight, victory is a small victory, defeat is perish.

Zhaocheng heavy rain, Luo's people went to the empty building, the Yellow River flooded, Zhaocheng was not in the smoke and rain, this is not at all worse than Luo's decision to move to Liaodong The earth-shattering event, not to mention the Han Kingdom, even if the Wei Emperor Cao Rui, who was dying in Chang'an, secretly sent people to investigate, and saw that Zhaocheng really turned into a Zeguo, all shocked inexplicably, beyond words.

Zhaocheng in the hearts of the people of the world, not stingy in Chang'an Luoyang, and even the rise and fall of prosperity and death is better than Erjing, when it is learned that Zhaocheng collapsed, in the Han Kingdom, in the Wei Kingdom, there are people who sigh softly: "The great sun shines, the holy light is eternal, Zhaocheng is especially dead, not to mention the people, this return to the omen, this to the omen." ”

Luo You naturally didn't know that Zhaocheng Huaze would cause Cao Rui's heart to collapse, and he didn't know that the Han Dynasty had taken off his coat and hat and traveled to the border of Yan State, where he saw Murong Chengguang, the general of Yan State and the prime minister.

Murong Chengguang stood side by side with Luo You in front of the Putuo River, and said with a loud smile: "Childe, ten years ago in front of this river, I sent Zhaogong into Liaodong, ten years later, I sent Gongzi into Liaodong in front of this river, since then there is no Luo clan in the Central Plains, and there are Luo people in Liaodong, a hundred thousand years later, Shi Zai Yanluo came out of Liaodong together, and I Yan people are fortunate and even." ”

Although Zhaocheng was sealed before, it was not ignorant of the world's affairs, Murong Chengguang monopolized the politics of Yan State, and the Gongsun clan was killed, but only a few fled to the grassland and the Han State to usurp the throne, but it was only a matter of time. ”

Murong Chengguang smiled and raised his hand and said: "Childe, the Luo clan has moved north, I can't go to congratulate in person, this is a congratulatory gift, please transfer it to Zhaogong, don't forget the friendship between Yan and Luo." ”

Luo You ordered people to take it and set off quickly, the warriors who went to Winterfell had already walked many times, but it was still rugged and difficult, this trip was almost an old man, even if there were good horses, he was also tired, every time he rested, he would sing and laugh at himself, Luo You saw it but showed a smile, without him, those who sang and laughed at themselves, many had nothing to do, and those who did not say a word were more difficult to die.

When the daring warriors of the brigade suddenly poured out of the forest, Luo You knew that he had arrived, he rode his horse and galloped forward, standing on a high rock, looking at the still somewhat rudimentary city from afar, that is, the Winter City that had been mentioned countless times, since he led the last people of Zhaocheng to come here, Zhaocheng Luo's clan has completely disappeared.

The past is gone, but the survivors will come back!

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Luo Ze took a look, the flowers and plants were sparse, Luo Ze looked at the second time, the water waves lingered, Luo Ze looked at the three times, the hatred of the smoke tree, majestic, the wind was exhausted, but the palace was made of soil. - "Pen Talk Miscellaneous"

A little more in the second chapter

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