The wind blew through the foothills. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After nightfall, the air in the mountains suddenly turns cold, this is a mountain road leading to Xinzhou, the further you go, the fewer and fewer pedestrians, occasionally you will see one or two stiff corpses in the grass, the blood has coagulated, it seems that they have been dead for a long time. At night, hundreds of pairs of feet walked through the rugged mountains and forests, Yang Zhi took off the ghost face, opened the grass and looked at the corpse, waved his hand behind him, and lowered his voice: "Disperse, search the surroundings, see if there are any Jurchen scouts resting nearby, be careful, they are all hunters in the ice and snow, experienced, don't be killed." ”

Behind him, no one answered, and the quiet footsteps spread.

After the Jin people broke through the Yanmen Pass, they swept the boundaries around Xinzhou two days ago, a large number of villages and towns were destroyed, the flames were rampant and devoured everything, the dead were violent corpses in the wilderness, and the people who survived fled into Xinzhou City, but at this moment it is estimated that it is difficult to be spared.

Yang Zhi turned the grass back into its place, covering up the dead people, all he could do was this, and then there were a few weapons colliding in the night, and they disappeared again, and the scattered Jinyi guards came back, carrying a rough and bold head, "Commander, there are indeed scouts nearby, this guy will also make his own holes, and he has made a lot of traps, and we almost killed a person when we passed." ”

Between the foothills, Yang Zhi was silent for a while, snatched the human head and smashed it on the rock, and his brain burst out. He gritted his teeth, put on the ghost mask again, and said in a low voice: "Let the brothers come back and continue on the road." ”

The people who died on the mountain should have deliberately separated from the large army and walked to the foothills of the mountain, thinking that they would not encounter the robbery and slaughter of the Jurchen soldiers, but no one expected that there would still be scouts in the mountains to search the mountains and investigate, and occasionally meet people like them, they will definitely be chopped down with a knife.

Further ahead, after crossing a steep slope, there was a mountain village in Gangzi at the foot of the mountain, and the smell of burning came from the wind, Yang Zhi understood that the village had fled and died, and there were probably no living people left.

The fire must have been burning for six or seven hours, the Jurchens had been here during the day, and as they walked inward, they entered the village, and a large number of corpses lay on the ground, some of them fell on the blackened wood, and half of their bodies were scorched.

During the search, in a haystack not far from a collapsed house, someone found a living hole, and there was a naked woman lying there, with her legs wide open and unable to close, and there was a shocking knife cut on her neck, and the blood was clotted on the side of the wound, and she miraculously did not die.

The woman half-closed her eyes, groaned slightly in pain, and saw Yang Zhi and the others who came over, she was not afraid, and numbly squinted at the small body of a child next to her.

Yang Zhi stood in front of her, gritted his teeth and whispered, "I am from the imperial court.... Don't be afraid. ”

The woman didn't move, her pale lips trembled, "Kill me..... Kill me...."

Over there, the figure stood in the wind for a moment, pulled out the ancestral treasure knife that had drunk the blood of the enemy, and nodded, "Okay." A simple word spat out from under the ghost's face, and the handle of the knife with both hands slammed into the woman's chest, and the woman of the Wu Dynasty, who had been humiliated and tortured, finally swallowed her breath.

The knife was pulled out with bright blood, Yang Zhi stood there and looked at the corpse for a long time, then took a few steps back, inserted the knife into the sheath, the cloak fluttered in the wind, and the hoarse voice came out: "Waste a little time, see if there are no dead people, the only thing we can save them is to send them a good time." ”

In the team that came over this time, no one spoke, they were all forbidden soldiers before, and then they entered the Jinyi Guard, and they also saw all kinds of blood, but the current feeling is another kind of pain for them, a very vague, but very sober feeling, from their own blood, the pain of the nation.

Scenes like this, in the land of Xinzhou, are not only such a place, but there are many, many places.

After a delay of about an hour, they left the village and headed towards the city of Xinzhou, in the middle of the night, Yang Zhi in the mountains and forests swooped in the dark, and a corpse fell under the steel knife, and he stepped on the corpse and squatted down to look at the city that stood in the dark night.

Xinzhou has arrived.

Under the city walls, groups of soldiers and horses drove over, entering and exiting the city gates, or patrolling along the city walls, and from the other side of the city were blown by the smell of huge corpses. Further inside, I could vaguely see the fire burning, illuminating the top of the city, reflecting everything red, and crying and screaming in the city.

"They slaughtered the city.... It's been two days.... These beasts ......" The brocade guard clenched his fists and clutched the hilt of his sword.

At the gate of the city, there were carriages dragging corpses in and out, and not far from the city gate, a huge earthen pit had been formed, and corpses were thrown into it, headless, naked, children, old people...... All sorts of people were brutally slaughtered and thrown into pits of earth and scavenged with oil to ignite.

A huge pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the grease burning under the skin crackled in the fire...... Some people who were not yet dead were awakened by the flames, screaming in the fire and trying to climb up the earthen pit, and the nearby Jurchen soldiers who were responsible for burying them pointed at the fire man and talked in Jurchen words, and then some soldiers set up bows and arrows to shoot the man, which caused many people next to him to complain and be dissatisfied.

The figure in the woods was moving, and Yang Zhi left the corpse of the Jurchen scout and leaned towards the city gate with his men, getting a little closer and seeing more clearly, "Hold back..... Hold back.... You must endure it, for none of us can save a city of people. He didn't dare to take off the ghost face, not wanting his subordinates to see his angry expression at this moment.

The vision passed from the forest, spread out, the battlements on the city wall hung one after another, and the stacks stretched out, and the blood-stained face, the eyes were wide open, and they did not bare at death. Occasionally, there would be a few women's screams, and then a figure ran out of the shadow of the tower, and in the firelight, Bai Huahua's body was stained with blood and ran around the city wall, and was chased by several Jurchen soldiers who were defending the city laughing wildly and wanted to be dragged back.

The screams finally disappeared into the shadows.

"The Overseer said that he would kill a group of people..... Let's pick this batch. Yang Zhi hid in the darkness of the forest, summoned a few leaders, and conveyed some plans to the past.

"But some of us may die. ”

"Don't be afraid—"

"Okay!

Late at night, in the faint stars, Dongchang Jinyi Wei stood in the forest with a steel knife in his hand, yearning for a certain direction of the city gate.

The arm crossbow was raised, and they rushed out. (To be continued.) )