The great river flows day and night.

After Fu Yi barely presided over the last sacrifice, his body could not support it and fell ill.

The attachés hurriedly found a ship and planned to transport him back to Luoyang, but Fu only allowed it.

As the sun set, he came to the ruins of the city where the foundation had just been laid, and walked slowly.

"When I was fifteen years old, I was recruited by you,!" A gray-haired man fell to the ground and wept.

Everyone around was full of compassion.

The boy was hit by an arrow last night, but he didn't die on the spot, and after a day, he didn't survive after all.

When Fu Yi passed by here, he paused slightly.

The others saluted, but the gray-haired man saw only his dead son in his eyes, and he still fell to the ground: "I wanted to marry a bride for you after the autumn harvest, but you left first......"

Fu Yi sighed, couldn't bear to look at it more, and left.

In the barren grass of the slanting sun, someone is cooking.

The food in the crockpot was thin, black, and there were many weeds floating around.

Seeing Fu Yi coming to the ground with a hug, this person hurriedly got up, I don't know if he was tired or how, he shook it for a while before standing firm and saluting. And with his slightly "intense" action, his stomach rumbled again.

Fu Yi walked silently and didn't disturb him to eat.

When we reached the end of the river, I saw several fishing boats and dilapidated houses on the shore.

Neither houses nor fishing boats are nowhere to be seen. The woman was numbly pounding her clothes by the river, and the child was squatting beside her, unclothed and skinny.

There are people on the river, and most of them are displaced people to avoid chaos.

Perhaps, they never thought that the "paradise"-like place that they had finally found would be reduced to a battlefield again.

Men were conscripted to build cities, women helped with cooking and laundry, and even children had to mow grass and feed livestock.

If it's just this one that's okay, the most important thing is that when the location of the city is determined and the foundation is laid, the Huns will come.

They often take small boats and raid the river at night. Under their repeated attacks, many people fled. The government has no choice but to flee a batch, catch another batch, and so on.

To the south of the place where the woman was clothed was a large pond, a large pool dug by hand.

There is an embankment on three sides of the pond, but there is a hole on the south side for boats to enter and exit.

The pond was filled with timber, masonry, and stone, all brought in from the south bank.

Hundreds of soldiers under the Yin tent in Henan Province camped next to it, moving and unloading goods along the way.

The goods are heavy and not easy to carry. Every few days, there is always news of broken hands and feet.

Fu Yi walked to the west again, where there were many thatched huts, dark and damp, and the smell was unpleasant.

Behind the thatched hut is the Yellow River, and there are even corpses floating on the river, I don't know where they came from.

There are so many people who have died of starvation, disease, exhaustion, and murder that it is impossible to distinguish between them.

Before the sun had completely set, Fu Yi had finished turning.

The river is actually not big.

It is several miles long from east to west, and more than a mile wide from north to south, so you can really only build a small city in the four days of the city.

There are two small Zhuzhu on the west side of the river, both of which are only half the size of this one, and they are not connected, and there are a few dwellings on them, but they are all empty, except for the large basil grass.

Fu Yi looked at the north shore again.

The existence of three rivers divides this section of the Yellow River into two streams, north and south.

Hezhu is closer to the north bank and farther from the south bank.

Fu Yi flipped through ancient books and learned that the area around the Shama Causeway on the north bank was once a sandbar in the river, which was connected to the north bank over time and became land.

Perhaps, in another hundred or hundreds of years, these three lined up rivers will be united.

After a thousand years, the great river Nagisa will be connected to the north bank and become part of the land.

The vicissitudes of life, there is nothing more in the world than this.

"Heyang covers the waist of the world, and the throat of the north and the south. The capital is the same, and the ancient and modern are important. Therefore, it is a place where soldiers must fight, and if there is chaos in the world, heavy soldiers should be placed. ”

"Yes, this is the great defense of the capital. Crossing the bridge to the south, Linluo Jing, within easy reach; cross the bridge to the north, go straight to Shangdang, Taiyuan; Traveling to the northeast, reaching Yecheng and Yanzhao; Northwest into Yiguan, to Hedong, Pingyang. If this bridge is completed, Liu Cong is afraid that he can only rebuild the pass as a defense. ”

The two court officials held feather fans in their hands, turned their backs to Fu Yi, and pointed at the river.

The world's affairs seem to be all between the lupine scarves, and there is no difficulty.

"Easier said than done." Fu Yi whispered and hesitated.

The two court officials heard the voice, hurriedly turned around, saw Situ, and immediately saluted, but Fu Yi was already far away.

Fu Yi returned to the River Ancestral Hall.

The sun had completely set, and night was gradually covering the land.

In the ancestral hall, the candles have been lit.

In the flames that were extinguished, the statue of the god, which was originally quite kind, actually showed a somewhat hideous and gloomy color.

Is there too many unjust souls?

Fu You sat weakly on the futon, staring at the idol with wide eyes.

The idol became more and more blurred, and seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood.

For some reason, Fu Yi suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

Taikang's dream of ten years of prosperity, why did it suddenly become like this?

The world shouldn't be like this!

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are endless.

Everybody went crazy, killing and killing. At this point, I am afraid that I can only kill by killing, and it is no longer possible to subdue others through probation.

The night was getting darker.

Fu Yi sat quietly, disheartened and unable to control himself.

He knows that he may not see the day when the old soil of Hebei will be restored in this life.

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"The thieves are coming!" On the north side of the river, the sound of the clay pot being kicked over sounded, and then someone shouted loudly.

"Phew!" The bell rings.

The soldiers went into battle and, under the leadership of the lord of the building, rushed to the north shore panting, and fought with the thieves who had just disembarked.

There are more thieves, and it's no longer a fictional story, it's much more serious than the previous night raids.

Maybe it's because they've figured out the reality on the river, maybe it's some big guy on the north bank, and he's urging it severely, who knows!

The defenders resisted desperately, but there were too many new pawns in the ranks, and they only fought for a stick of incense, and then began to retreat step by step.

The enemy shouted loudly and rushed up to waist-deep water.

There were also men on the ship who drew their bows and shot them at the place where there was fire. When the bowstring sounds, it often creates one or two screams.

"Mother Er, who is here this time?" The owner of the building waved the wooden coffin and swept several thieves who were about to go ashore into the water, but his expression was uncertain.

The sound of bowstrings sounded again, and more than a dozen long arrows struck, knocking the few defenders to the ground. The last arrow happened to hit the master's arm, making him snort in pain.

More and more enemies came ashore.

The new defenders had begun to break up.

On the contrary, the men roared and rushed forward with shovels, pickaxes, wooden spears, and sticks.

Their family is still on the island, but they can't retreat at this time.

The two sides fought fiercely on the banks of the river.

In the night, the cries of pain and screams were endless, and the timid people were afraid to pee.

The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, revealing half a moon.

The first thing that catches your eye is the blood flying everywhere. In the darkness, it is extremely red, not like human blood, but more like the black blood on the ghost that comes out of the nine shades.

After all, a bloody courage could not resist the enemy's ferocious attack.

The servants fought for a while, but they couldn't hold on anymore.

"Go behind the wall and guard it." Someone shouted, turned around and ran.

The line of defense gradually collapsed.

The Huns were in high spirits, shouting loudly, and came after them.

"Whoosh! Sou! "A dense stream of arrows came and swept away all the routed troops and the Huns' pursuers.

The deserters were stunned, and the pursuers were also stunned!

With such a dense number of arrows, how many archers are there? I'm afraid there are no less than 100 people!

The dark clouds had completely lifted, and the bright moonlight fell on the earth, illuminating the large expanse of silver helmet and silver armor behind the earthen wall.

More than 100 foot archers shot in unison under the command of the horn.

Dense arrows flew out, sweeping down all those who were still standing in front of them.

The servants suddenly woke up, and with the advantage of being familiar with the terrain, they dispersed to both sides and disappeared into the darkness.

The Huns looked around for a place to hide from the rain of arrows, but there were either shrubs or artemisia grass nearby, where could they hide? So they retreated to the rear.

More than 100 people rushed out from behind the earthen wall.

Each man carried a spear, and at the urging of the drums, the wall marched in columns, and the spears flowed out like dragons.

"Poof!" The spear stabbed ferociously into the unprotected body, creating a terrifying bloody hole.

"Poof! Burst! "Rows of spears stabbed and stabbed everyone they met into blood gourds.

Yes, it's the blood gourd.

There are not many enemy troops left who can still stand, and everyone can "share" several spears, which is really a blessing.

The Jungle of Spears chased them all the way to the banks of the river, driving the last enemy into the water before retreating.

The enemy boat on the river fired a symbolic array of arrows, creating a few muffled grunts.

Then calm returned to the battlefield.

The defenders and servants gasped for breath, their faces showing the joy of the rest of their lives.

The Huns on the river were terrified, and they were apprehensive about this very sophisticated army.

The two sides quickly disengaged.

The Huns rowed back to the northern shore.

The warriors of the silver spears cleaned up the battlefield and cleared the remnants of the enemy.

Just after arriving in the river by boat, such an encounter came, and the educational significance was remarkable - now no one felt that guarding the river was an easy thing to do.

The Huns were not very good at sailing, but they still searched for ships and constantly crossed people to the island, intending to expel the Jin people who had built cities on the island.

There were no spectacular large-scale battles, but they were still bloody.

The Huns would not easily give up the battle for Heyang, this is the thought that pops up in everyone's mind.

When the sky lit up with the white of the fish's belly, a gold-armored general jumped onto the river and scanned his new territory with a knife.

Liu Ling carried the banner of the word "Shao" and inserted it into the soft sand.

Seeing this big flag, everyone was excited.

"Chen Gong!"

"Chen Gong is here!"

"Gong Chen, my brother was plundered by the Huns, you go and save him."

"Gong Chen, my family is in Hanoi, and my wife and children have been plundered by the Huns, you can take me back."

"Gong Chen, I'm hungry ......"

Groups of sergeants disembarked and lined up on the shore, in good order.

Seeing these warriors full of murderous atmosphere, the drum noise gradually subsided.

"Loose grain, let everyone have a good meal." Shao Xun waved his hand and commanded.

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