"General, there's no one next door."

The ten-member team sent to surround Shen Chen's house searched the house, but found no trace of anyone.

Cao Ren was at Shen Min's house at this time, and just found a mother and son in the cellar, and the soldiers brutally killed them, and the bodies were dragged to the hall, where they were being identified with torches.

He saw a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman, then a child, who looked to be ten years old, and seemed to be different from the age of eight.

Cao Ren has seen many children of fifteen or sixteen years old who are as thin as ten years old due to poverty and hunger, and he has also seen the children of the family gate valve eat big fish and meat, and the seven or eight years old are as strong as fifteen or sixteen years old.

So he didn't suspect that this was not Shen Chen's authenticity, and he didn't bother to keep him alive to ask, because Xiangben was close to Yan County, and if he couldn't solve the battle as soon as possible and was discovered by Tao Qian, it would be difficult to escape.

Therefore, after confirming the facts, Cao Ren threw the torch in his hand to the ground and said indifferently: "Burn the entire village and let the people of Xuzhou know the fate of disobeying us!" ”

"Yui!"

Shi Chang took the order and left, and a moment later, both Shen Min's house and Shen Zhen's house began to catch fire.

Then there was the whole house in the north of the village in Zhangyang, and after killing more than a dozen families in the east of the village, Cao Ren swung the butcher's knife to the south of the village.

Shen Chen was still prostrate in the grass at this time, he didn't dare to move, he knew that he couldn't outrun Cao Jun, so he couldn't act rashly when he wasn't sure if the other party would go far.

But after waiting for a while, he saw that there was indeed no movement, and he wanted to get up from the ground with difficulty, but suddenly found that his legs could not use his strength, and it was only at this time that he knew that his legs were cramping due to being too nervous just now!

Faced with such a predicament, Shen Chen was shocked to the extreme, and had to start to crawl in the direction of the back mountain with his body twisted like a maggot. As a result, there was a sudden brightness behind him, and when he looked back, his eyes were suddenly frightened.

Cao Jun actually set fire to the house, the most terrifying thing is that because the houses are all wooden, and the summer climate is dry, the burning speed is very fast, and it has quickly spread to the backyard, surging towards him.

The wild grass basil bushes that had just saved his life have now become a poison that kills him, and the fire spreads rapidly, especially near the seashore in Xuzhou, where the southeast wind is howling and fierce from midsummer, and with the help of the wind, in just a few minutes, the east of the village has become a sea of fire.

Shen Chen knew that running into the mountains now was a dead end, because there were many trees in the back hills, and the fire would soon burn the entire mountain clean. And his leg cramps and he can't run even if he wants to, so the current situation is extremely bad and embarrassing for him.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Shen Chen was in a hurry, quickly crawled towards the ditch, came to the edge of the ditch and plunged into the water, the cold and biting mountain spring water soaked his entire body, and almost choked him to death in the water.

The rolling heat wave swept in, and almost less than half a minute after Shen Chen climbed into the ditch, the wasteland in the backyard of the Shen family was ignited by flames. Then it quickly spread in the direction of the back mountain, as if to burn the mountain clean.

Shen Chen's whole person was lying in the ditch, the ditch was actually not big, but his size was smaller, and it was more than enough for him to accommodate two, and the water depth was about as deep as an adult's ankle and a little higher, just enough for an eight-year-old child to lie down and cover it all.

However, what made Shen Chen even more frightened was that he obviously underestimated the power of the two or three hundred degrees of heat, the flames were scurrying over his head, and from time to time there were ashes that had not yet been burned falling into the ditch from the wasteland next to him, and the squeaks of fire and water meeting were endless.

Frightened, Shen Chen had to consider slowly climbing down the ditch. Because he is so close to the back mountain, once the whole mountain is ignited, the temperature will rise. When the time comes, if the spring source of the water upstream of the ditch is blocked by ashes, wood fragments, and stones from the burning of the wildfires, and there is no water source, he will surely die.

Step by step, he moved in the direction of the water, and the ditch was excavated from the yellow mud to rest, and the bottom of the ditch was also mud, and as he moved and the ashes of the burning plants and trees fell in a row, the water was already muddy, and the water was full of mud and sand, and the head was sticking out and breathing ashes, which was miserable.

However, Shen Chen was lucky, he didn't know how long he crawled, but he finally slid all the way from near his house to the downstream, and finally flowed from the ditch into the stream north of the post road. Then it flowed down the stream, and approached a weed below the bank on the left.

The creek is deep in some places and shallow in others. Shen Chen has swam in this stream to spend the midsummer, and he knows the depth well. The area where he was staying had a puddle about two meters deep, and the weeds on the shore next to it covered the ground and covered it from below.

Emerging from under the weeds, it was only at this time that Shen Chen noticed the burning pain in his back, and his whole body was extremely sore, his clothes were in tatters, revealing his dark skin, and his body was scratched by sharp stones everywhere.

He was facing the direction of the county, that is, to the east. At this moment, Shen Chen's left hand side is the north of Zhangyang Ju Village, the right hand side is the post road, and the opposite side is the south of the village, and now the screams are constantly coming.

Shen Chen endured his grief, kept himself breathing, and listened to the movements around him at all times, the sound of flowing water covered the sound he hid in the stream, and the night became his cover.

The screams continued, and after his physical strength recovered a little, Shen Chen crawled out of the stream, he couldn't stay any longer, because the stream was biting and cold, and soaking in it all the time would hurt his body, and now he was still young, and he had been immersed in the cold for a long time, leaving the root of the disease would lead to early death.

Climbed to the bank of the stream with difficulty, I don't know if the pebbles really have the function of massaging the soles of the feet, and the legs gradually recovered from the numbness, and after being able to move, Shen Chen climbed up from under the beach bank, arrived at the side of the post road, and poked his head out to watch the situation on the opposite side of the village.

The fire burned behind him, almost staining half of the sky red. By the light of the fire, he saw a figure flickering across the village, Cao Jun was slaughtering the entire village, and near the post road, there were about a dozen horses tied up.

Cao Cao is now very short of horses, even by the time of the Battle of Guandu, the number of his cavalry was only more than 600, and the number of war horses was only 1,000, so these more than ten horses were all in Cao Ren's army.

Shen Chen's eyes swept and he only saw a soldier guarding the horse, perhaps for Cao Ren, the meaning of leaving a soldier was to prevent the horse from breaking free of the reins and escaping, after all, the entire village was going to be slaughtered, and no living person would come and steal his horse.

But at this moment, Shen Chen's eyes were red, and the anger brought by hatred made him tremble all over, and he lowered his head to search the ground, and found a pebble about the size of two adult fists, and it felt at least three or four catties when he picked it up, which was similar to a turning head, and it was easier to hold than a brick.

The soldier was standing on the edge of the post road at this time, looking in the direction of the south of the village, where the massacre was taking place, unaware that there was already a figure quietly approaching behind him. The war horse beside him seemed to be quite spiritual, and he snorted slightly, but it did not alarm the soldier who was fascinated by the play.

Shen Chen lifted the stone high, now Cao Cao only has a few henchmen and generals who have helmets and armor, and ordinary soldiers naturally can't have them, just wearing black military uniforms and no helmets on their heads, but he found that he was too short to hit the other party's head.

In a hurry, the soldier also wanted to complain to anyone, perhaps because he was too tired to stand, so he simply sat on the edge of the ridge. Eight-year-old Shen Chen saw the opportunity, almost exhausted all his strength, jumped up, and slammed down.

"Bang!"

The hard stone collided with the back of the soldier's head, and the soldier didn't even have time to snort before he was knocked unconscious by the sudden impact, and his head fell to the ground.

Shen Chen took a big breath, wiped the sweat from his body, and then straddled the soldier's body and continued to smash it with stones.

One, two, three.

The targets were all the back of the head and temples, the most fragile of the human brain, and after more than ten hits, his body had been stained red with splatters of blood, and the head of the soldier on the ground had even shed brains, apparently becoming a corpse.

The boy felt that he had no strength in his body at this time, and after throwing the stone away, he turned over and lay on the ground and gasped.

This was the first time he had killed someone, but he knew that this was by no means the last, because Shen Chen had seen too many corpses in such troubled times, and there were even homeless people who came to Xuzhou from Qingzhou who wanted to loot the village, and were cut into pieces by the villagers with rudimentary farm tools and kitchen knives, and it was not uncommon to see dead bodies occasionally on the side of the road.

In today's world, if you want not to be killed by others, you can only kill others. Get rid of all the people who want to kill him, and then unite a group of people who can help him, so that his life can be guaranteed, just like Cao Cao and others.

After I don't know how long, the screams in the south of the village gradually subsided, and Shen Chen had already regained his senses, got up from the ground with difficulty, and looked at the distance, after Cao Jun finished killing people, he began to set fire to the south of the village again.

Ignoring the sore hands, he went to the pavilion where the horses were tied, which was a pavilion by the road in every village settlement, which was used to travel to and from the common people of Qianshou or to the local farmers on weekdays when they were resting after farming.

The horses were tied to the pillars of the pavilion by the reins, and Shen Chen did not bring a knife, so he could only untie the ropes one by one, which was very troublesome.

Moreover, the horses had already been tamed, and even if they were untied, they would not leave immediately, so Shen Chen had to use the torches placed by the dead soldiers to light the gazebo next to them to burn the tails of the horses, forcing them to flee in all directions.

It wasn't until the sixth one was put into the sixth that Cao Jun, who was killing people and setting fire in the distance, finally found the clue and rushed towards this side with shouting.

Shen Chen doesn't know how to ride a horse, so it is logically difficult to go up, but most of the horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty are Mongolian ponies, with an average height of about one meter three, so it is not difficult to get on a horse.

At this time, he was also chasing ducks to the shelves, standing on a chair in the gazebo, easily jumped on the back of a horse, pulled the reins to adjust the direction of the horse's head, kept kicking the horse's belly with both legs, and slapped the horse's buttocks with his left hand.

I have never eaten pork at least seen a pig run, I have not ridden a horse before, but I have ridden a cow and a donkey in the township, although the horse is not as stable as a cow and a donkey, but there are similarities.

After receiving the command, the war horse galloped quickly, shook off the pursuers far away, and galloped away in the direction of the Eastern Pavilion of the Pavilion.