They decided to go to Foshan.

The more turbulent the period, the less credible the rumors are. However, since the middle-aged man mentioned Foshan, even if it is groundless, there must be something happening in Foshan. Moreover, in case the news is true.

Since they chose to go south, Zhang Yan and Du Yuanyuan walked the way they came.

It can be said that they have just walked this road, but when they re-embarked on the footprints they have walked, the two of them actually gave birth to a sense of nostalgia for regaining their old dreams and revisiting their old places at the same time.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, it seems that it is a long, long time away from now.

So at a certain point, the two people who were walking side by side stopped at the same time and looked into each other's eyes at the same time.

At that moment, each other saw the understanding, tolerance, and attachment in each other's eyes.

Then, the two smiled at each other.

Maybe one day, the two of them will be separated, but with this smile that includes too much meaning as a souvenir, then anything else doesn't matter at all.

"I now understand what that little girl said!" Zhang Yan was the first to break the silence.

Du Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Zan, obviously not understanding why Zhang Zan's words suddenly said, but she still nodded and motioned for Zhang Zan's words to continue.

"Maybe the happiness we imagine now is to get as much as possible. And the happiness that the little girl thinks about is the less she loses, the better. ”

Therefore, her parents are the source of her happiness, and as long as her parents can accompany her, then she does not feel how difficult life is at all, but mistakes these for happiness. ”

Du Yuanyuan thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It seems to be the case." ”

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "But one day, she will understand that the so-called loss means going and not returning." Then, as she loses more and more, she will also understand that the more she gains and the more she has, the more she will be in line with the state of happiness. Less to lose and more to gain may seem the same, but in fact they are completely different. ”

Du Yuanyuan couldn't help but slap Zhang Remnant, and said angrily: "I only heard that you are cursing others!"

Zhang Yan laughed, and the two of them had just turned around at this time, and the cave and tomb halfway up the mountain appeared in front of the two of them.

All of a sudden, the two of them naturally and irrepressibly recalled the past in the cave.

A dead man's graveyard. But it's the only paradise for the two.

Of course, they could choose to live here forever, but none of them made this choice, because although heaven is good, the hell outside is the paradise of their struggle.

"My leg hurts, will it slow you down?"

Just thinking about it, Du Yuanyuan asked.

Zhang Yan subconsciously shook his head. "No, I'll just go slower. ”

She Yuanyuan sighed, obviously a little sullen.

Zhang Yan didn't know what she said wrong, and was about to ask a question, knowing that she suddenly raised her head again, and said with a smile: "I still think you can walk faster with me on your back!"

Then she jumped onto Zhang Remnant's shoulder and hugged Zhang Remnant's neck.

Zhang Chuan reacted to this, of course, he felt that he seemed a little stupid, but he was still full of joy.

"Drive!"

Du Yuanyuan also shouted happily, this thing that she was tired of playing with in her childhood brought adults a long-lost happiness.

For a few days, the farther south they went, the more and more displaced people they encountered north. Almost every half hour, you can see a batch. Some of them were as few as three or five as a family, and as many as hundreds, supporting each other and coming north.

Among them, many people persuaded Zhang Zhan and Du Yuanyuan not to go to the south, because there were murderous and unblinking widows everywhere. At the same time, Zhang Yan also confirmed from their mouths that Foshan is indeed the last line of defense that martial arts people are desperately defending. However, it seems that the situation is not rosy.

Because among the refugees, some say that Foshan has been lost, and some say that they are still desperately defending, they have their own opinions, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, but it shows that the situation there is precarious.

"It's Foshan ahead!"

After walking for a few days, Zhang Zhi's eyesight was outstanding, and under the plain, he only vaguely saw a city the size of a black spot. After a rough estimate, the two of them were less than fifty miles away from Foshan.

"You must know that the ferocity of Dongying Wutu is even more fierce than that of the Miao people. Zhang Yan looked at Du Yuanyuan very seriously and reminded her again.

Du Yuanyuan also nodded seriously: "Well, I know what kind of people I will face!"

No matter how you say it. It is impossible for Zhang Yan to let Du Yuanyuan face Dongying Swordsman alone, he will definitely take care of her on the side. However, it is necessary to remind you, of course, that you should not miss it.

Du Yuanyuan didn't go through any battles again, and the last time the Miao people killed her red-eyed, didn't she "scare her stupid"?

Just like when Zhang Yan was in Xiangyang City, he saw many recruits who were brave in training, but they really came to the battlefield and slashed the enemy, and the enemy was fine, and they themselves were scared by the dripping blood.

Similarly, the master of the Hainan faction, Zhang Yan has never seen it with his own eyes. But such a long and strong inheritance, but it lasted less than two years before it was defeated by Dongying Swordsmen, Zhang Chuan did not believe that their martial arts cultivation was not enough, but they were decent and decent, too many people and too many people had not been baptized by blood.

As for the Dongying swordsmen, they themselves rely on killing and combat experience to strengthen themselves, so many people in the rivers and lakes do not have the upper hand after encountering this kind of fighting style that is not afraid of death.

As he spoke, he walked away, but saw dust and smoke billowing in front of him, noise and shouting, in short, all kinds of noisy and earth-shaking sounds.

Zhang Zhan looked at Du Yuanyuan's puzzled eyes and explained: "This kind of dust and smoke that was shaken up was definitely not passed by well-trained troops. Besides, the voice is so messy, it should still be a homeless person. However, it's a lot of it. ”

At the conference, I saw two thousand ordinary people surging in the direction of Zhang Zhan, that is, the north.

They seem to have experienced a lot of running, so even if it is winter, even if it is already the tropical region of the extreme south, it is impossible for a large number of people to sweat and drench at the same time, and they look embarrassed and miserable.

"Run!

The crowd was already in a mess, and one person shouted such a voice, and the crowd seemed even more unsightly.

In front of Zhang Yan's eyes, a woman pulled a boy of five or six years old with her left hand, and a girl who was probably less than four years old with her right hand.

I heard someone shout such a sentence. The already desperate face instantly turned to ashes, and he looked behind him in horror, as if the empty space would appear out of thin air a large group of Dongying swordsmen holding Wu Ten Swords, and then separate their heads.

The next moment, the woman gritted her teeth and ran only two steps with the two children, and she didn't know if she was really tired or inconvenient when she was about to give birth.

Then she turned around and sat down on the ground, crying loudly.

I cried miserably and desperately.

The two children she was holding didn't know why, but their mother was their day, and when they saw their mother crying at this moment, they didn't understand what was going on, but they didn't hesitate to do that, and they also sat on the ground, and each took one of their mother's arms, and cried.

Laughter is contagious, and so is crying.

In less than a breath, many of the people who couldn't run stopped all, and the cry instantly spread throughout the open field.

But there are a lot of people who can run, and they don't care about that.

I saw them walking forward one by one with their heads shut, and many old and young women and children who were sitting on the ground and weeping bitterly were trampled and screamed again and again, and people turned on their backs. The whole scene looks like a hell on earth, and it is not too much to call it a hell on earth.

"Mother doesn't cry, Bao'er is wrong, don't make you angry again...."

The boy thought that he had been naughty and had done something wrong, which had caused his mother to cry, so he shook her arm with tears in his eyes, and begged his mother to be happy.

How does a child know that it is not him who is at fault, but the whole world.

"Mother...... Mother is happy! We can go and see your father who died in battle....."

After the woman finished these words in tears, her crying was even more irrepressible, and she hugged the two dolls and howled as if she were making a noise.

"Run!

The man shouted again, Zhang Zanden was so angry, he jumped over countless heads in a flash, came to him, and without saying a word, he slapped him on the left and right, and kicked him to the ground, scolding: "Trouble."

The dog thing of the human heart!"

Zhang Zhan naturally showed mercy, but these two slaps still made his mouth full of blood, and I am afraid that even the teeth in this person's mouth will be knocked out three or five times.

"Stop!"

Zhang Remnant used his skills and snorted.

Before he shouted this word, Zhang Yan had already come out of the crowd again, otherwise, he was worried that some women and children who were too close to him would be deaf.

It was really like a flat ground explosion thunder, and under the sound wave vibration of Zhang Yan's throat, the chaotic scene caused by thousands of people was suddenly stagnant.

Then Zhang Yan immediately raised his anger and shouted: "The Japanese have not crossed Foshan at all, and there are no Dongying people behind you at all, don't panic!"

"Be careful to avoid your companions, you need to support each other now, don't mess with yourself!"

When the dragons are leaderless, there is a person who gives orders to stand up, whether what he says is right or wrong, anyway, many people will blindly obey.

Well, whether this trait is good or bad, the author himself, of course, does not dare to judge more, so let's return to the book.

The crowd did fall silent, and many old and young who were trampled on the ground also stood up tremblingly with the support of others.

Zhang Zhan also knew that he definitely couldn't let people ask questions now, because the first person asked, then gossiping questions would follow, he hadn't experienced this kind of battle, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

But he was not stupid, he took out the Miao knife, casually danced a dazzling knife move, turned it away, hugged his fists and said: "Everyone, please keep going, I will kill those widows and give you anger!"

"Good!" The crowd erupted in applause and applause.

After these people slowly walked away, Du Yuanyuan couldn't help but pat Zhang Yan's shoulder, "You behaved like a big hero just now." ”

Zhang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "I feel even more like a clown jumping off the beam." ”

Then he pointed to the crowd who were far away: "They just lost the ability to think and judge for a while." ”

The road is still the same road, the trees are still the trees, the flowers are still the flowers, the grass is still the grass.

But under the influence of the atmosphere, Zhang Zhan seemed to feel that these things that were not different at all showed an unprecedented sense of gloom, which easily depressed the emotions of Zhang Zhan and Du Yuanyuan.

After the crowd just now, there were almost no people evacuated from Foshan City.

The two of them came to the city gate, and the guards guarding the city gate were still standing solemnly and straight.

"This friend. ”

The young guard on the left called out to Zhang Yansheng, who stopped and hugged his fist at him: "Hello friend." ”

The guard first hummed and said softly: "Don't enter the city, run away, otherwise it will be too late." ”

It seems that the city of Foshan is broken, and it is a desperate shot.

Zhang Zhan looked at his sincere eyes and smiled, "Friend, why don't you leave?"

The guard looked at Zhang Yan as if he was rare, and said as a matter of course: "I am a soldier." ”

Zhang Yan nodded with a smile, and patted the Miao Dao on his body again: "I am from the Central Plains." ”

When he staggered by, Zhang Yan saw that the guard's eyes were full of respect. Believing this guard, it is not difficult to see Zhang Zan's respect for him from Zhang Zhan's eyes.

The city of Foshan has wide roads, but now there are no pedestrians walking, which makes it even more empty.

As soon as Zhang Yan took two steps, he heard a faint sound of fighting. He didn't delay any longer, he took Du Yuanyuan in his arms, his luck flew fast, and he rushed in the direction of the fight.

"Don't leave my side later!" Zhang Yan screamed.

Du Yuanyuan didn't speak, but hugged Zhang Yan tightly.

The fighting became more and more intense, and Zhang Yan knew that he was getting closer and closer to there.

In less than ten breaths, Zhang Yan had already rushed from the end of the huge Foshan City to the head of Foshan City.

At a glance, there were already dozens of Dongying swordsmen on the city wall, fighting with the masters of the Central Plains martial arts and the soldiers of Foshan City.

Zhang Yan raced against time, just put Du Yuanyuan on the ground, and was about to pick over a few Dongsheng swordsmen first. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, and felt a strong and vast momentum, locking himself firmly.

Then Zhang Zan's eyes flickered, and he was not convinced, and Quanzang held the katana with one hand, and flashed sideways in front of Zhang Zan's eyes.

Dissatisfied, Quanzang turned sideways, but looked directly in front of him, showing a kind of "I don't even look at you" contempt.

But Zhang Chuan knew that this kid had his arrogant capital.

He is not at all an opponent who disobeys Quanzang.

In the last encounter, Zhang Chuan was forced to death by him in three or two moves, if it weren't for the fact that the ship was disconnected from the middle at that time, so that the disobedient Quan Zang borrowed the wrong force, Zhang Zan's soul would have been his sword dead.

So last time, it can be said that God was helping, and Zhang Yan escaped.