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Chen Hao got on the horse, and when he saw the refugees in front of him, he was stunned on the horse and couldn't move. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info A large area of refugees kneeling with broken bowls in their hands, and children, old people. Chen Hao looked around again, and found that behind the tree not far away, there was a corpse lying there. It was covered with snow, and no one cleaned it up. The heavy snow has achieved Xinyi's great victory, but Chen Hao never imagined that this heavy snow would be a nightmare for refugees. Looking into the distance, bodies were found one after another. Fire, mess. It was like a click, and it was like returning to the battlefield of the ghost capital, Chen Hao was shocked. Why are they here? Why?

"Childe, there are too many people. There is no way. Zhang Sheng whispered. "Dismount and stop moving. Let them gather and distribute food. There is also a deep burial of the surrounding corpses. Chen Hao scratched his head, not knowing what to do.

Chen Hao dismounted and watched as he walked, Martha and Zhang Sheng followed closely. Behind a large tree on the side of the road, he saw a young girl, dressed thinly. White snow, sprinkled on her legs. Her hands were tightly clasped to her chest. Chen Hao could see that it was a child. The purple mouth is still holding the girl's **, but the girl is dead, and she should be as old as Qiao'er. The bodies of the mother and son have hardened. Chen Hao looked up at the sky, gray, as if pressing on his heart, he forced himself to let his heart stop crying.

"Xianggong. Xue Qi stood next to Chen Hao at some point. Chen Hao couldn't hold back his heart anymore, and lay on Xueqi's shoulder, burying himself deep in her chest. Tears welled up in her eyes. "It's fine. It's going to be fine. Xue Qi said softly.

For the first time, she felt that her husband was still young, and for the first time, she felt that her husband was so simple and kind. Come to think of it, the mountains are not going to teach him these complexities.

She hugged Chen Hao tightly. Stood quietly. Not far away, the refugees were clamoring for food and busy lighting fires. The soldier dragged the corpses deeper into the forest.

Chen Hao finally calmed down. Gently said to Xueqi: "Qi'er, sometimes I think that if I come out with the master, in just one year, my surroundings have changed." It's all changed. ”

Xue Qi looked at Chen Hao affectionately, held his hand, and stroked it gently: "Yes." It's all changed. I've become your wife. Joel is going to have a baby. Our future will change, but no matter how it changes, we will all be together. ”

"Together?" Chen Hao looked at the refugees around him, dressed strangely, not knowing where they were from, how long they had been on the run, and whether they had also promised to be with their families.

"Well, together. Chen Hao said solemnly to Xue Qi. Looking at the sky, looking at the desolation in front of him, he didn't know what the future would hold. But he knew that when A-Niang was by his side, he was happy every day. Now I want to influence my wife, my family, in the same way.

He greeted Zhang Sheng and ordered: "Distribute the food, and then send a small team to escort Huigang." Some of them were arranged in the princess's mansion and estate. The rest is arranged in the Yuan family's manor. If the arrangement is still not finished, I will ask my grandfather to go to the court and make arrangements. ”

"Hmm. Letters from Childe are needed along the way. Otherwise, so many refugees would definitely be stopped by the city guards along the way. Apparently the city has taken in a lot of refugees. Zhang Sheng voiced his concerns.

"I know. I also believe in His Majesty's mercy. Huigang Empire, under the guidance of wisdom, we develop, we unite, and we are happy. Isn't this the famous saying of the first king of the Huigang Empire?" Chen Hao remembered Chen Yishuo, the founding emperor of Huigang, the wheel of history is still turning after death, and the words he left for us are still so kind.

Zhang Sheng nodded and went to make arrangements. And the refugees who fled to the north did not know that their fate would take a turn for the worse, and the gods did not abandon them.

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