Lu Wenlong was still wearing the casual clothes of a boy from the Kingdom of Jin. The casual clothes were gorgeous and embroidered with some ferocious animals that the people of the Kingdom of Jin liked. He was originally the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin. At this time, he was expressionless and followed with a gun. Next to his mother, he followed suit. He was walking among a group of soldiers in civilian clothes, stepping on the soil of the Song Dynasty. Everything was so incongruous. But it was not strange, because the people in this team were all kinds of people. Yes; quite a few of them are not Han Chinese.
In the Song, Jin and Liao dynasties, the rulers considered the huge trenches and divisions to be completely wiped out. Song people were not proud of their Han identity, and the poor Jin people were not depressed because they were far away from their homeland. Regardless of the Song Dynasty, Regardless of the great Jin Dynasty, or even the destroyed Liao Dynasty, in the final analysis, it is not their world - it is the world of the emperor of the Liao Kingdom, the Wolf Lord of the Jin Kingdom, and the kings of the Song Kingdom; it has nothing to do with the common people.
At this time, they just want to find a paradise.
They all yearned for the vast ocean and the evergreen island. That was the mobilization order Liu Wu and King Qin often made, consciously or unconsciously, to let them understand that there was something better in the world than the poor or arid land under their feet. Many places.
There are flowers blooming all year round, melons and fruits plentiful, countless aquatic products, many large ships, turtles, squids, crabs... things they have never heard of.
That's why they were so afraid and prayed: King Qin must not die.
King Qin was tied to a scrawled makeshift stretcher. He had long been unconscious and naturally could not ride a horse. He could only be carried slowly on the rugged mountain road on a makeshift stretcher made of wicker and rattan. He closed his eyes tightly, and since then After falling into a coma, he never woke up. Some people even doubted whether he was already dead and whether they and others were just carrying a corpse.
Next to him was Hua Rong, who had white hair. At this time, Liu Wu and others were anxious about the life and death of King Qin, but she calmed down completely and gave instructions in an orderly manner on how to move forward, where to stay, and where to find good friends. medical.
A section of her arm was exposed, and the original white color turned into purple blood and dust, making it impossible to tell that it was a woman's arm. She cut off the sleeve personally and used it to bandage King Qin's arm. Wound.
Her injuries were simply treated, large and small, but not fatal, just painful. After such an experience, the pain was nothing.
She walked beside King Qin, following the two soldiers carrying the stretcher, glancing at him from time to time. As long as he was still alive, there was still a sense of comfort, right? The King of Qin was tall and burly. Every time he walked out, the two soldiers were panting and sweating profusely and needed to be rotated. Every time they rotated, Hua Rong would stop and touch his nose and heart - See if he is still walking with you.
She is the only one who knows that King Qin is not dead yet.
Every time this happens, you will get an unspeakable sense of relief.
Then, behind her, was Lu Wenlong who was walking forward silently. He was also covered in blood. Although he was not injured, his vitality was severely damaged. He never said a word along the way. However, every time Hua Rong staggered, he would always He stretched out his hand to help her in time and never let her fall.
Among the soldiers, there were some people who were optimistic by nature. From time to time, they wanted to joke with the young man and tease him, but he always ignored him. Therefore, the atmosphere was very heavy along the way, and no one could be happy.
Hua Rong didn't say a word to him, but every time he was hungry or thirsty, she would always remind him in time, just right, as if she had calculated it accurately.
Behind him, he silently looked at her white hair and her dirty purple arms with pity in his eyes, more than pity for his own life experience. She was the most beautiful, gentle, noble and charitable woman in his mind. At that time, her black hair was like a waterfall in the mountains. At that time, he always told his friends proudly that his mother was better and more beautiful than their mothers. His mother could ride horses, shoot archery, and lead armies in war. , their mother couldn’t. At that time, I was so proud.
That time has passed.
I don't know when she turned around.
The two looked at each other.
He saw his own reflection in her eyes, so clear and frightened. He couldn't help it any longer and cried loudly "Wow".
She stopped, stretched out her arms, hugged him gently, and patted his head. Her voice was still so gentle: "Son, you cry, just cry..."
Her tears also fell. He was still a child. Faced with a moment when even adults could not choose, he made a choice. How could he not struggle and not suffer
His choices and struggles, King Qin's dying breath, all weighed on her, weighing down her soul like a mountain. She couldn't rest, breath, or think about anything more. Along the way, she couldn't even think about the little tiger's head. I forgot, I forgot my urgency to rush back to see him. I only worried about these two people around me. At this time, they were more important than everything else.
It was a hug from his mother, without any pretense. The boy suddenly felt pampered—a pampering that was more important to him than anything else. He cried even harder.
The mother and son hugged each other and cried. After crying, they continued on their way.
At night, we camped in a jungle in the mountains. The so-called jungle was sparse and the leaves were all yellow.
The long drought has made even the woods lifeless. There are few small animals in the forest, so they can only rely on the dry food carried by the soldiers to satisfy their hunger. Some weak war horses were also slaughtered, and the soldiers did not dare to waste a drop, using utensils Then, they took turns mixing in big mouthfuls of spicy horse blood and cooking it into large pots of horse meat.
They went to grab the water. During the long journey, they wiped out a small group of ruthless bandits. The group of ruthless bandits only had a few dozen people. They were all desperadoes. They only took over the mountain as king because of drought and hunger. Since they could not rob Regardless of the Jin Army or the Song Army, they will kill everything without mercy and use it as dry food. The only spring on the mountain is also controlled by them. Anyone who goes up the mountain to find water will die. But this time, they encountered It was Liu Wu's army. They wiped out them effortlessly and captured the spring they were guarding. But it was also very pitiful. Many soldiers lined up in turns and only got back dozens of buckets of water, but it was enough for everyone to survive. .
A doctor was being escorted by two soldiers. He was taken out of the bandit's den. When he saw Liu Wu, he knelt down and said, "Master, please forgive me, Master, please spare your life. The youngest one has an eighty-year-old mother, three years old." Yellow-mouthed child…”
He thought these people were Jin Jun.
Because this is a desolate road, the army has not yet been refitted. Liu Wu immediately realized this problem, but had no time to take it into consideration, and urged: "You treat the disease immediately. If you cure the person, you will naturally be rewarded."
The doctor did not dare to look at him, and turned to the white-haired Hua Rong, his eyes frightened. Hua Rong took out a large gold ingot, handed it to him, and smiled gently: "Mr. doctor, heal him first..."
Her voice is in inverse proportion to her appearance, as if she is half angel and half devil.
The doctor had never seen such a strange woman in his life. He didn't dare to say a word. He put the gold in his arms and went to treat King Qin immediately.
All the medicines were used, and he also used a black "Black Tiger Intermittent Ointment", which was specially used to treat the bandits in this area. The bandits were fighting and killing, and injuries were commonplace. It was obvious that he was very interested in He is very experienced in treating injuries. However, King Qin's injury was too serious. No matter how he took the medicine internally and externally, he still didn't wake up after spending most of the night.
The doctor was taken down to rest. Perhaps because of Hua Rong's kind attitude, his fear disappeared a lot.
As soon as he left, Liu Wu stood in front and whispered: "Madam, I want to talk to you."
"Liu Wu, if you have something to say, just say it."
Liu Wu told him bluntly, because today the doctor was afraid and thought of this problem. The special armors worn by everyone were not only heavy but also stuffy. If you go further and enter the sight of the officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty, there will be endless troubles. .These armors are all imitations of Jurchen heavy armor. However, you cannot look closely. They are very rough and are just rough processing. They are not as thick and practical as Jurchen heavy armor at all. Moreover, silver is soft and cannot effectively resist. When it was originally made, The original purpose was to confuse the public. They escaped that night and took advantage of the melee in the dark. Everyone was exhausted, and under the cover of brimstone bombs, no one had time to distinguish the authenticity of the armor. They were lucky enough to sneak into the Jin Army camp. Otherwise, , if it were broad daylight, it would be impossible to get through.
Now, the silver has been worn out, but now it is in trouble. King Qin had already considered the weight distribution earlier, and the packhorse used was equipped with large robes. So Liu Wu immediately ordered everyone to take off their armor and put it away On horseback, the men dismounted and put on civilian clothes. They also ordered a small leader to go find Liu Zhiyong, his brother on the road who stayed in Song Dynasty.
Someone had been sent to Liu Zhiyong before to send a letter to him, and the time was estimated to be almost there. The top priority was to turn these armors into silver and melt them again to make them easier to carry or arrange. However, in short, when they arrived in the Song Dynasty, It just has to be easier to handle.
Liu Wu immediately asked Hua Rong: "Madam, now that we are in the Song Dynasty, we can no longer wear these armors. I want to find someone to melt them and cast them into silver ingots to buy a batch of food for disaster relief..."
"But wouldn't such a large-scale operation attract the attention of the authorities?"
"Madam, don't worry. The king has sent someone to tell Liu Zhiyong before. He has contacted two groups of bandits here..." It is indeed the best for those green forest bandits to come forward. Hua Rong remembered that Liu Zhiyong was taking care of the little tiger head. , presumably King Qin kept him here not only to be a nanny for a child, but also to have a support at the border. She hurriedly asked: "When will Liu Zhiyong arrive?"
"It should be soon."
"Okay, when he arrives, you will have full authority to make arrangements."
"Thank you, madam. I will do my best."
Liu Wu said goodbye, took two steps, turned back, and handed a piece of dry food to Hua Rong. Hua Rong shook his head: "I'm not hungry."
"Madam, you should eat more. You have to take care. If you fall down again, what if the king wakes up..." He couldn't continue, stuffed the dry food into Hua Rong's hand and left.