Chapter Seventy-Five: How can the Yan people have no wind and bones
Xue Ding left home to find Xue Ying, judging from the content of Xue Ying's letter, she should have gone to Zhao State with a heart of revenge, and it was Zhao Guo who stepped on Yandu back then, destroying this northern power that had lasted for hundreds of years.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that Xue Ying didn't go to Zhao State at all, but went to Xiqin farther away with the Fuyan Volunteer Youth League.
Xue Ding inquired about Xue Ying's whereabouts all the way, but there was no relevant news. It was only when he traveled all over the Zhao Kingdom later, and when he happened to make a detour through the Qin Kingdom, he learned a little bit of news about Xue Ying, and then he had a deed of going to Yangguan City.
The entry point of Meng Juntong's dream is to start from here, first of all, she switches dreams, suppressing all the realistic memories of Xue Ding from this point in time, if the realistic memory appears, then this dream is broken, if the dream is frightened in advance, Xue Ying and Xue Ding will not be able to meet in the dream, the two must reach the equilibrium point state of the same dream, and carry out the dream, so that they can really meet in the gap between the dream and reality.
Xue Ying entered the dream realm, this time she did not enter Qin with the Youth League again, but walked alone on the road to Zhao State.
Xue Ying knew very well that in the battle of the Longxi Plain, her brother survived because he did not participate. But since then, the hot blood in my brother's heart has gradually cooled down. So far, a patriotic and ardent heart has been thrown into the abyss.
However, he did not feel relieved by letting go and being indifferent.
After leaving the Iron Cloak Army, Xue Ding never touched his swallow knife again. But Xue Ying can often see her brother in the direction of Lao Yandu, stunned.
The country is no longer there, and the people of Yan Country who used to be are now duckweed without roots.
The people of Zhao did not recognize Yan Guo as a new people, and Yan Guo no longer existed, and it was difficult for the former Yan people to call themselves Yan Min. In the past, the land of Yan was moved to a large number of Zhao people, and these Zhao people looked down on Yan people from the bottom of their hearts.
As the same northern country, Yan Guo used an extremely humiliating way to beg to surrender to Zhao State, and even sacrificed tens of thousands of iron-clad soldiers of his family's most elite and loyal army for this. This is almost ashamed of people in all countries, in their opinion, the spirit of Lao Yan has long been shattered into powder, and such a country is not worthy of any respect.
If even the country is not respected, then will the people of this country still be respected?
In the year when the country was just destroyed, the people of Yan were really bullied enough, if it weren't for the fact that there was a war in Zhao later, and the war was not good, and it was necessary to recruit people from Yandi, so they were much softer on Yanmin's policy, otherwise these people living on the land of Yan were not much better than those prisoners of war who were locked up in the mines.
"Sister, I want to untie this knot for my brother. Xue Ying said to Meng Juntong.
Meng Juntong hesitated for a while and said: "I'm afraid your brother's heart knot is not easy to untie, Zhao Guo Yan, I can't weave him a dream of destroying a country by one person, that kind of dream may be acceptable to some guys who like to daydream, but your brother has a firm mind and is a person who has experienced real wars, once the dream is too exaggerated, he will immediately wake up and realize it." ”
Xue Ying shook her head: "Sister, you misunderstood, I didn't want my brother to destroy Zhao Guo with his own hands, I only need to let my brother prove one thing?"
"One thing?" Meng Juntong was puzzled.
Xue Yingwan smiled: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the backbone is still stronger." ”
Ten words Xue Ying said sonorously and powerfully, thinking that this is not only Xue Ding's heart knot, but also her Xue Ying's heart knot.
Meng Juntong nodded: "The Zhao people bully the Yan people and have no wind bones, so let your brothers and sisters show the Yan people's legacy to the fullest." ”
Xue Ying smiled and entered Xue Ding's dream.
In recent days, strange things often happen on the border of Zhao, and some soldiers on night patrol often disappear for no reason. In the prisoner of war mine not far from the border, about ten miles away, a woman is often heard singing a sad tune of Lao Yanguo at night.
But all the soldiers of Zhao who went to the mountains to find the singing woman were all gone and never returned.
Meng Juntong had read about this incident in Xue Ding's memory, when Xue Ding thought that it was Xue Ying and his party who were planning to harass Zhao Jun, but after the last investigation, it was found that it was not Xue Ying.
But in this dream, the person who sang in a low voice was Xue Ying herself.
When the night sun sings, some people die.
For a while, people in the Beishan mine were panicked, and those war criminals who served here were nothing, but they had Yan Qu to listen to every night, which could relieve their homesickness a little.
However, the sergeants stationed here in Zhao State were not so comfortable.
From the beginning of sending three or five people to search, to more than ten people after that, and then to nearly fifty people entering the mountains last time. In the end, none of them came back alive.
Since then, no sergeant has dared to enter the mountain.
Naturally, news of this place spread to the surrounding towns, and Schröding heard this rumor when he was passing through this place and resting in a teahouse.
"Haunted, that's definitely haunted. One of the tea guests said in a pretentious manner.
Another tea guest hurriedly chimed in: "It must be those prisoners of war who died on the battlefield of the Longxi Plain turned into fierce spirits and came back to ask for revenge." ”
"Nonsense, my brother is on an errand in the Beishan Mine, and he said that the person who cried and sang Yan Song was obviously a woman. ”
"Are you stupid, so many Yan Guomen died on the battlefield. How do you know if there will be wives and mothers in their families who are resentful, commit suicide and then turn into ghosts? The unjust spirit has found it, so ............"
"What you said is not right," another person came up from the side table: "It is said that our Zhao army kidnapped many women in Yan State, and raped and killed them during the war, and those women were resentful and turned into female ghosts. ”
"It's okay to say anything now, those missing soldiers, so far not even a single body has been found, and the devil knows how they died. ”
For a while, in the teahouse, you and I said a word, and everyone discussed.
Xue Ding couldn't help but twist the teacup lightly with his fingers, thinking thoughtfully.
"Little Er, settle the bill," Schrettin got up and put a few copper coins on the table.
Just a few steps, Schröding turned around and came to the tea table where the conversation was hot: "Dare to ask where the Beishan mine you mentioned is." ”
Everyone was stunned, and they could see Xue Ding's figure, but they didn't dare to speak ill of him.
"From there, it's less than ten miles. ”