In the face of danger, the life and death of a village are tied to a general.

Is it forced to be helpless, or is there no fear, or there is another attempt.

I don't know for the time being, it's all an ambush that lingers in the ethereal.

The bright moon and stars reflect the silent night of the wilderness, and the withered grass stirs the yellow sand and floats in fear. The wind blows from north to south, and the old trees can't hide the chirping of mosquitoes, and the salsa rings into pieces. The cool breeze blows away the dead leaves, and the moths blow off the rotten hearts of the dead wood, revealing the thin branches that are hidden. The rivers flow, surging endlessly. The water surface along the river is slightly gentle, and there are sparse figures swaying faintly. The silver carp was frightened and scattered, the small shrimp sank to the bottom of the water, and the people who waded across the river at night quietly cut the reins of the raft, put the oars into the water, and quietly rowed a thin white wave pattern...

Three small boats, along with the turbulent river water like fallen leaves, gradually drifted away, hidden into the dark distance.

There were no accidents, some twists and turns, but it was smooth.

Xia Xunzhen handed over all the power of Yumu Village to Fang Qingqiu. Fang Qingqiu was reluctant but helpless, and was finally forced to accept this fact. According to what Xia Xun said, Fang Qingqiu ordered people to move out all the scarecrows in Yumu Village, and spread them all over the village, and stationed all the candidates who still had combat strength in the East and West Mountains to defend them. But Fang Qingqiu's face was always as ugly as eating a dead fly. For this reason, Xia Xun deliberately left an almost arrogant phrase before leaving: I will leave this time, four hours in the morning, and half a day in the evening, and I will definitely return. When we return, it will be when the majestic mountain collapses. Remember, it's darkest before dawn, and the sun is shining after the storm, so don't be cranky.

It's a good point, but it's hard to be uplifting.

And those who are familiar with Xia Xun know that he has a gentleman's benevolence and iron-blooded means, and he will never do the things on the line of life and death at the end, let alone put the lives of himself and his friends in the hands of others at will. Since he chose to leave at this time, he had the support to leave. Even though Yumu Village is completely at a disadvantage on the bright side, it seems to be vulnerable.

"Alas. ”

"Leave the mess, pat his ass and leave, he walks lightly. ”

"Will he ever come back?"

"I think I'll be back. ”

"Hehe, who knows..."

“......”

Miao Miao's sparks, accompanied by warm heat, drifted in the deep barren valley.

Somehow, since Xia Xun left, most of the bonfires in Yumu Village have been extinguished one after another.

In the dim night, look around, the wind is blowing. But I saw a radius of several miles, up to the east and west mountains, down to the inner belly of the cottage, full of standing figures. If you don't look closely, you might think that it is an endless ghost soldier stationed here, and you will not notice at all, it is just a straw man made of withered grass.

East Hillhead.

The wine is warm and warm, and the aroma of the wine is natural.

The yellow sand is fluttering, and the walls are melancholy.

The bonfire burned old wine, and dozens of men and women stood or sat on the top of the mountain, their tired faces full of irritability and hesitation.

They were the only remaining combat power in Yumu Village, and compared to the male lion dozens of miles away, they were as weak as a mosquito, and they might not even be able to withstand a slightly larger yawn. Most of these people are from Yueyang, which is why almost all the troops defected last night but they resolutely stayed. Because, the monk can't run the temple. Since they boarded the boat, they have never had a chance to get off the boat. These people are all in Yueyang, and now the ruffian king has returned to the Southern Regions, with millions of heroes in his hands, and he is in the limelight. If they dare to do something out of the ordinary here, they will inevitably affect their relatives in Yueyang City in the end.

Therefore, it is not that they do not want to rebel, but they dare not rebel.

It's just that the huge pressure of not rebelling or dying has been weighing heavily on their shoulders for many days, making it so difficult for them to even breathe. I have never experienced a real wind and rain, and I will be overwhelmed by a sudden thunderstorm. Now the fire Fenjiu burns viscous vapor and evaporates the intoxicating incense, which makes people even more obsessed with the comfortable time of the past.

Too tired...

"Brother Fang. ”

"Huh?"

By the bonfire near the cliff, a thin candidate handed warm wine to Fang Qingqiu.

After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but lower his head and asked timidly, "Will we die here?"

The candidate's opening is an extremely sharp question.

It can also be seen how oppressive the atmosphere on the top of the east and west mountains is now. And there are obviously not a few people who want to know the answer to this question. Previously, everyone didn't dare to squeak because of the military order made by Xia Xun before leaving, but now that someone has started, they can't help but feel a lot stronger.

The eyes of the audience converged on the source of the sound...

"Wow..."

The silver-white iron fan reflects the light of the bright moon and the light of the bonfire, and the gold and silver streamers flicker with the swaying, just like the fluorescent butterflies flying at night, which is very beautiful. Fang Qingqiu forcibly lifted a trace of his mouth, took the warm wine, and smiled slightly bitterly: "Look at the will of heaven." ”

The thin candidate looked up from afar, but saw that the stars of the nine heavens were covered by cirrus clouds, and the bright moon was dim, as if he was telling his mood for others.

"But providence is not ours. ”

"How do you know?"

"The dark clouds avoid the moon, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a murderous night. ”

"Maybe the killer is what we can't say. ”

"Is it possible?"

"Huh. ”

Laughing dryly, Fang Qingqiu drank the warm wine in one gulp, and said no more.

At this time, he knew very well what everyone was thinking, because that was also one of the questions he had been hesitating about.

Although Xia Xun said quite beautifully before leaving, he concluded that the royal army would not attack rashly tonight. Moreover, even if the royal family does not attack tonight, what will happen tomorrow? If they attack tomorrow or send surprise troops to raid, the people in Yumu Village will be a dead end at all. Xia Xun sent three people out to ask for help, although the result is unknown for the time being, but in fact, no one will have hope for this. After all, the power of the royal family is obvious to all, and the northerners burst out with shocking combat power when they take drugs, but after the effect of the medicine, it is all mud. If you don't even have the strength to lift a knife, how can you pose a threat to the enemy?

"Shall we rebel?"

“...！”

In the silence, a sudden whisper broke the silence.

The short six words, like a fish leaping in the mirror lake, instantly stirred up a ripple wave.

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the candidate who spoke, and his thin physique couldn't help but tremble a little under the invasion of dozens of gazes. But it is not difficult to see that under such circumstances, he must have mustered a lot of courage to say such a sentence.

The wooden bowl rested on his chest, the iron fan showed a cold light, and Fang Qingqiu stared at the speaker directly: "Do you know that I can kill you now?"

The killing intent was like a knife in substance, against the head of the candidate who spoke.

The examinees looked at the people around them as if they were asking for help, and everyone in the Zhou Dynasty looked at each other timidly.

After weighing for a long time, the candidate plucked up the courage and said helplessly: "Brother Fang, if you want to kill me, I will admit it." I've been following you since I was a child, and I never dared to go west when you said to go to the east. But this time, I really don't want to die here. ”

"Yes. Qingqiu, although the royal family is defeated today, there are still 7,000 people and horses, with our dozens of people, how can we resist it?"

"Xia Xun ran away by himself, leaving us here to defend it, didn't he let us lie down?"

"Such a ruthless general, why do we want to give him his life?!"

The former said pitifully, and everyone around him echoed it, as if they wanted to turn the resentment accumulated for days into sparks and burn away the silence. All of a sudden, the sound of grief and decadence spread all over the mountaintops, and the people were panicked.

As the saying goes, the sin is not to blame, and in the face of everyone's complaints, even if Fang Qingqiu has a killing intent, it is not good to vent it at the moment.

Putting away the iron fan in the palm of his hand, he swept his eyes at everyone heavily, and asked helplessly, "This is what you think?"

"Yes. ”

"Yes..."