Chapter 90: Disaster

After Liu Ziming talked to Liu Dezhao, he took Lan Ge'er back to Saiwai, for which Lan Ge'er cried fiercely, but she didn't forget to be ruthless to Mi Tu when she left, "Villain! You wait, sooner or later, I will come back one day to teach you a lesson!"

Mitu actually liked this quirky elf little girl very much, so he laughed it off. But he didn't continue to stay with Han Jing'er, because he knew that Han Jing'er was on a secret mission at this time and he couldn't participate. Although the two were reluctant, they had to be separated temporarily. When they broke up, Mitu looked at Han Jing'er's tearful eyes and gently hugged her delicate body, and promised in her ear: "Jing'er, I will always follow you and never stay away from you." ”

Han Jing'er wiped her tears, barely showed a smile, and said in a quiet voice, "I know, but I can't bear you." ”

The expression of sincerity made Mi Tu's heart excited, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss the red lips.

Han Jing'er shuddered, and that strong aura made her fascinated, and she quickly lost herself.

With a fragrance between his lips, Mitu walked alone in the land of Yanzhao again, but his heart was not lonely, because he knew that at this time, there was a hot and pure heart that was also thinking about himself all the time. A mellow fragrance, a warmth, surrounded his heart, and at the same time, there was a responsibility on his shoulders, but he liked this pressure very much, and the feeling of connecting emotions made him more aware of the meaning of his struggle.

On the fourth day of the seventh month, Zhu Di raised troops from the palace and captured Beiping that night. On the eighth day of July, Zhu Di broke through Jizhou, and Zunhua and Miyun surrendered to Zhu Di. On July 11, Juyong Pass was broken. On July 16 and July 18, Huailai and Guanping Mansions were occupied by Zhu Di again......

For a time, the land of Yan and Zhao was full of wolf smoke, and the reputation of the Yan Wang rebel army was shocked, but all the troops loyal to the imperial court were chasing wolves and rabbits, scattering and fleeing.

The chaos in the land of Yan and Zhao made the imperial court in a hurry, because the great Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang had already killed the generals in the court, and Emperor Jianwen suddenly fell into the embarrassment of having no generals available. In desperation, Zhu Yunwen had no choice but to use Geng Bingwen, the only remaining veteran of the Hongwu Dynasty, to send more than 100,000 troops to attack Beiping, trying to strangle his own uncle in the cradle, but who would have thought that a bigger disaster was waiting for him.

On August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival was bright, on the bank of the Hutuo River, Zhu Di suddenly launched a decisive attack. Pity the hundreds of thousands of imperial army unprepared, and in an instant, the whole army collapsed, and the heads of the people who were killed were rolling and blood flowing.

It was a fluke that the veteran Geng Bingwen escaped in the chaotic army, where could he restrain the army, and tens of thousands of troops immediately scattered and fled in all directions. As the rout scattered and plundered, an even greater disaster enveloped the already disastrous land of Yanzhao.

After the rebellion, the villages and towns were in ruins, and the land was red for hundreds of miles, and everywhere there was billowing smoke and people wailing in the flames of war.

The devastation made Mitu's excited heart quickly calm down, a trace of palpitations flashed in his heart, the hospitable eldest sister, the innocent and lively child immediately flashed in his mind, Mitu did not hesitate, quickly turned around and ran in the direction of Hejian Mansion.

In the distance, he saw the smoke billowing behind the earthen ridge, and a fire immediately ignited in his chest, and he unfolded his body as fast as lightning, and jumped onto the earthen ridge in the blink of an eye. As far as the eyes could see, the familiar village was already on fire, and faintly laughter, howls, and angry scolding could be heard in the distance.

He could no longer think about it, and his heart was burned by the fire. He jumped down the soil ridge, and in a few flashes rushed to the small courtyard that had been burned beyond recognition, and saw five or six disheveled Ming soldiers walking towards the courtyard with silver smiles on their faces, so that people could see that they had not done anything good. Mi Tu was anxious about the safety of the Huzi family, and he was not in a hurry to find the bad luck of these soldiers, so he rushed into the courtyard in one step, but he only glanced at it, and then closed his eyes in pain. The thatched hut has turned into ashes, the courtyard is full of blood, Gu San's father and son fell in a pool of blood, their faces were full of anger and unwillingness, and what was even more pitiful was the lifeless Xi'er who fell naked in the courtyard, her empty eyes looked into the air, it was so hopeless and painful.

Mitu slowly untied his robe and put it on Xi'er, and at this time there was no anger in his heart, because anger could no longer express his mood at this time. Yes, for a group of brutes who have lost their surnames, anger - only to waste their expressions. He turned slowly, his eyes so cold and unforgiving. He squeezed two words out between his teeth, "Stop!" He didn't want to say more at this time, even if it was just one word, he would feel that it was a waste.

When he entered the door, several soldiers only felt a whirlwind blowing around them, and they didn't pay any attention. At this time, he suddenly heard two cold words behind him, thinking that there was a soul asking for his life, but when he turned around, he saw a young man in a strong suit staring at him coldly. Immediately, a man dressed as a long man cursed loudly: "Where did the little beast come from, so that Lao Tzu thought it was a corpse, **Looking for death?" As he spoke, he carried a steel knife and walked towards Mitu viciously.

Several people behind him also followed closely in a hurry.

Mi Tu was expressionless, staring at a few people coldly, and the corners of his mouth provoked a cold smile. This is obviously a group of routs, looking at their chaotic appearance, they are not as good as the street splashes, and there is still a little bit of organization there.

Shi Chang quickly walked in front of Mitu, raised his hand and pointed at the tip of Mitu's nose and said viciously: "Boy, are you tired of being crooked? Uncle, I ......" but he stopped halfway through his words, and his eyes that were originally shining with fierce light immediately showed a frightened and unbelievable expression, and at the same time, a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and the still majestic body slowly fell down as if it had been pulled out of bones.

Mi Tu flicked his right palm printed on Shi Chang's chest, and Na Shi Chang fell down with a bang.

The people behind Shi Chang only knew at this time that they had encountered a hard stubble, and they hurriedly showed their weapons to besiege Mitu, but at this time they realized that it was still too late to come there.

Mi Tu had already made up his mind when he saw the tragic situation of Gu Sanye and his wife, and none of the people who entered the Gu family's courtyard today wanted to get out alive, not only for revenge, but also because what these defeated soldiers had done had lost their due surnames, they must get the punishment they deserved for what they did today, and this punishment was to kill people to pay for their lives.

The journey was pushed to a long time, and his figure flashed into the crowd. He used both punches and kicks, knocking out several of the routers in the blink of an eye. Mitu showed no mercy to his subordinates, nor did he let the defeated soldiers suffer too much, and they didn't even have time to scream before they all returned to Huangquan.

Mi Tu didn't even glance at the corpses of those routed soldiers, he turned around and bowed deeply to the corpses of Gu Sansan, and the guilt in his heart calmed down a little at this time. But when he was about to get up, he heard a soft sound next to the firewood stack behind him, "Huzi!" Mitu suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Huzi and her grandmother since he entered the small courtyard, and quickly looked back, and saw that the haystack next to the firewood stack moved slightly. He leaped away with a step, and when he opened the hay, he saw a plank appear in front of him, and as soon as he lifted it, the sunlight shone through the hole, and two horrified eyes were looking at him.

"Huzi!" Mi Tu felt a burst of joy in his heart, and the survival of Huzi's ancestors and grandchildren under the catastrophe could be regarded as a little comfort from God.

"Big brother, are the bad guys gone?" Huzi's crisp voice made Mitu's heart ache again, and he almost burst into tears even after walking through the sea of corpses and blood. He didn't know how to answer this three-year-old child for a while, and when his grandfather and parents died violently, leaving only the old woman and the child, he really didn't know how to soothe this young heart, which was like a crystal clear spirit in the evil hell, how to keep him from being contaminated with the evil aura that filled the heavens and the earth.

Mitu was stunned for a moment.

Grandma Huzi hugged her grandson tightly, and two lines of turbid tears slipped down silently. I could see that her body was twitching, silent, yes, there were words to express this pain.

"I'll take care of it and pick you up. Mi Tu's mood was heavy and his voice was low. He can only do this at this time, he can't let Huzi see the tragic situation of his grandfather and parents, and he can't let his young heart leave a lifelong wound that is difficult to heal.

Grandma Huzi nodded gratefully, but she choked up and couldn't make a sound.

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