The snow is heavy and the beacon fire is more intense.
Wen Qingzhu stood on the stage, watching the beacon fire spread to the west.
Looking back to the east, the horn has sounded.
After waiting anxiously for a moment, a messenger was coming towards them.
"Battle report! Battle report! Zhao Lin led a hundred thousand Zhao family troops to rebel, and the Lu family army was in danger!"
"Quick! Go and deliver the message!" The veteran turned to the new recruit and shouted.
The recruits who came back to their senses quickly put on their helmets and started running towards the next beacon tower.
Wen Qingzhu looked in the direction of Yongheguan and couldn't help but said: "How could this happen? Zhao Lin actually led an army of 100,000 to rebel at this time?"
"Are you going to Yongheguan?" Mr. Wu walked out of the stage, his hands more and more squeezed together.
I looked up at the sky and saw that the wind was getting stronger.
Before she could reply, messenger soldiers from the west rushed over.
"Urgent battle report! Urgent battle report! The Fu family army has lured the enemy and has left Shuangfeng Mountain!"
The recruits who had just sat down stood up again and rushed to the next beacon tower.
Wen Qingzhu didn't hesitate and was about to leave, but Mr. Wu called out to him: "You have to remember! Your survival is the most important thing!"
"Yes!" Wen Qingzhu nodded, took Beidou out of the customs, and rode horseback to the depths of the grassland.
When Wen Qingzhu turned around, the veteran who had been beside him saw a paper figure clinging tightly to her clothes when her clothes were flying.
He rubbed his eyes and seemed to find the paper man shrinking inside.
"Sir, what you saw on Mr. Wen just now—"
Before the veteran finished asking, Mr. Wu stopped smiling and said to him word for word: "You have to remember, you didn't see anything just now."
The old gentleman in front of him was clearly kind-hearted, but at this moment, the veteran saw a hint of chill in his eyes.
Nodding quickly, Mr. Wu's expression relaxed. He walked inside and dug out a half-jar of wine from the corner.
The veteran who followed was a little embarrassed and was about to explain when he heard Mr. Wu say tiredly: "This wine was given to me. How about I tell your fortune?"
When the veteran saw Mr. Wu, he sat down directly, poured a bowl of wine out, and drank it by himself.
After hearing no sound for a long time, the old gentleman looked up and his voice became weaker and weaker: "Hurry up, I don't have much time."
"Mr. Wu, you..." The veteran noticed that Mr. Wu's complexion had deteriorated visibly.
"Hurry up!" Mr. Wu knew that his time was coming and urged the veteran again.
After a moment of panic, the veteran quickly went to pour hot water and handed it to Mr. Wu. He found that he was sitting on a chair with only his eyelids moving.
"Hurry up." Mr. Wu clearly felt that his life was passing by.
Looking back on his journey, Wen Qingzhu felt satisfied with his trust in him.
Compared to Wen Qingzhu's persistence, he actually preferred Pei Zhixuan's transparency. Unfortunately, he was afraid that he would never see that girl again.
The veteran looked outside, and there seemed to be the cries of countless dead soldiers mixed in with the heavy snow.
With a thought in his heart, the veteran said: "Old gentleman, tell me, when will the war end?"
Mr. Wu was startled and looked at the veteran's face turned around. It was covered with wind and frost, and there were layers of wrinkles on his face. It could be seen that he had been stationed here for many years.
Slowly pinching his fingertips, Mr. Wu felt as if his life was slowly gathering together.
After a moment of burning incense, he slowly replied: "Xia Tian, when summer comes, your war here will end..."
"Really?" The veteran was a little excited, but his music didn't feel right. "If we can end it here, where will the war continue?"
Mr. Wu moved his mouth, but his voice was almost inaudible: "Another war is already brewing, you won't..."
Before he finished speaking, the old gentleman's lips stopped, his eyelids slowly closed, and his hand on the table slipped.
The veteran quickly went over to support Mr. Wu and kept shouting: "Sir! Sir..."
On the grassland.
Wen Qingzhu quickly found the mark left by Fu Lie. She rushed forward desperately, praying constantly in her heart.
In the cold wind, her hat was blown off, and the rough snow particles hit her face painfully, and soon her face turned red.
But she didn't bother to tidy it up, and threw on her cloak randomly to surround her face.
Not only did he run for a long time, but the horse underneath him could hardly hold on, and his speed became slower and slower.
Finally, when the horse's hooves stepped on a puddle, the horse and the man fell forward.
Beidou, who was following her, quickly took action, hugged her and rolled her to the ground to avoid injury.
After stopping, Beidou put Wen Qingzhu away and finished cooking, took the kettle and handed it to her, then turned around and silently went to lead the horse to feed water and eat grass.
Wen Qingzhu stared blankly ahead, tears constantly falling.
At this time, she hoped that she could help Fu Lie and that she was also a general who was good at fighting. In this case, she would not hold Fu Lie back.
"Weizhi..." Wen Qingzhu put one hand on the ground, wiped away his tears with the other, and stood up.
Beidou gestured to her: Wait a minute! The horse has not had enough to eat or drink.
Wen Qingzhu walked over and helped him feed the horse.
There seemed to be screams coming from the front. Wen Qingzhu and Beidou looked at each other, quickly mounted their horses and hid in the hills to the west.
Not long after, several horses appeared in front of them, with at least two people sitting on each horse.
This group of people did not bring a lot of luggage, and they were also wearing very shabby leather jackets.
What concerned Wen Qingzhu most was that most of them were injured, with bright and dark blood stains on their bodies, and they looked like fleeing refugees.
"Quick! Front! We'll be safe further ahead!"
The leading man among these people pointed forward and shouted, his tone full of fear and panic, as if there was a man-eating evil spirit behind him.
Wen Qingzhu stood up involuntarily and looked at the people getting closer and closer.
People who were running all the way also noticed her and quickly raised their hands to ask everyone to stop.
No longer hiding, Wen Qingzhu walked out directly and shouted in Xiongnu dialect: "Xiaoer!"
As soon as this voice appeared, the leading man burst into tears of joy and rushed over here uncontrollably.
The people behind him seemed to be afraid and did not rush over immediately.
Stopping in front of Wen Qingzhu, the waiter turned over and dismounted. When he saw Wen Qingzhu's appearance, he subconsciously took a step back.
"You, who are you? You are not Lord Xiaoshui!"
Wen Qingzhu touched his face and said in Xiao Shui's voice before: "I am Xiao Shui, but that is just an identity of mine."
Looking at the injuries on his body, as well as his sunken eye sockets and haggard face, Wen Qingzhu took out a bottle of medicine from his arms: "This is very useful in treating injuries. Can you tell me why you ran to the Qi border? "
The waiter saw the familiar medicine bottle and the familiar voice. Although her appearance was completely different, her expression and figure were exactly the same as the Master Xiaoshui in her heart before!
Looking back at his injured family and relatives, Xiao Er finally couldn't control himself and knelt down, and excitedly started talking about things over there in Tianying City.
"Probably last night, the Qi army suddenly appeared in Tianying City. They directly took Lord Wu Zhu hostage and marched all the way out of the city. They were so powerful that no one could stop them!
We ordinary people had no choice but to flee for our lives. Fortunately, the Qi army did not massacre us. But—the second prince suddenly appeared for no apparent reason and forcibly arrested people to join the battle! "
When the waiter said this, tears kept flowing down, and his expression became more and more frightened: "The second prince is no longer the second prince before. Anyone who disobeys will be killed on the spot! We have received the guidance of Lord Kotou. , fled here."
"Gotou? Did something happen in He Lai's territory too?" Wen Qingzhu remembered clearly that Li Geng occupied He Lai's territory while He Lai was being restrained.
Later, Aluche came to kill them, so He Lai's territory should be reoccupied by Goutou and Jianda.
Seemingly thinking of something terrible, the waiter grasped his arm tightly: "Yes! Amos colluded with a group of very strange people. I feel that they should be Qi people, killing people wantonly, robbing all kinds of supplies and women! It's simply Like the savage Rouran people!"
"It's okay! You can run south! It's best to go to Shuangfeng Mountain if possible. As long as you don't have the intention to kill people, Qi Jun will not do anything to you."
Wen Qingzhu helped the waiter up and showed them the direction.
He looked at Wen Qingzhu blankly and struggled for a long time before asking: "Sir, are you from Qi State?"
"Well, I'm sorry, I lied to you before." Wen Qingzhu's expression was sincere, without any pretense.
The waiter waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no! I know! Not all Qi people are necessarily bad people! Mr. Lu is also a Qi person! He helped us fight Qi Jun-"
At this point, the waiter quickly covered his mouth again. It didn't seem very good to say this.
Wen Qingzhu didn't mind. He told him some things and taught him some common Chinese dialect before sending them away.
Looking back in the direction of Tianying City, Wen Qingzhu thought of Xiao Er's words.
A Qi army actually came out from Tianying City.
She remembered that Fu Lie seemed to have left Cui Li in Tianying City. He was almost found out, but Pei Zhixuan saved him later.
Tianying City is in chaos, and the people Cui Li leads are unstoppable, which shows that there are not many people left in Tianying City.
Or perhaps, Tianying City is just an empty city.
"Let's go! Go to Tianying City!" Wen Qingzhu got on his horse.
According to the marks left by Fu Lie, he was not forced to lure the enemy deep into the grassland at all, but he had an ambush on the side of Tianying City.
Slowly, the bodies of Hun soldiers began to appear along the road.
Further out, there are the corpses of ordinary herdsmen. Occasionally, cattle and sheep can be seen scattered on the grassland, gnawing on the grass next to the corpses.
Everything in front of us was covered with a thin layer of snow, and in the leeward direction, a few unblinking faces were occasionally revealed, some of which were still teenagers.
The further you go, the more corpses there are, and Fu Jiajun's corpse slowly appears among them.
There was desolation and silence everywhere. When an eagle flew overhead, its screams were shrill and long, making people's hearts tremble uncontrollably.
Even Beidou, who no longer cared about foreign affairs, began to have some changes in his expression after seeing so many corpses for two consecutive hours.
He was very uneasy.
All the animal corpses I have seen in my life are not as numerous as the human corpses in front of me.
An invisible pressure blocks people's hearts.
Wen Qingzhu had a sullen face, trying not to let his emotions leak out.
Until she saw one of Fu Lie's soldiers in the pile of corpses.
She quickly ran over and turned the body over to take a look. Only then did she see that he had several sword wounds on his body, but the most fatal one was a stab from the left side of his neck.
Where he lay, blood dyed the snow red, showing a shocking dark red.
Wen Qingzhu reached out and closed the soldier's eyes, turned around and asked Beidou to dig a hole.
Then he took off his helmet and buried the person inside.
Along the way, Wen Qingzhu wore more and more helmets on his horse, until they met a plowing team.
When he saw her, the leading plow subconsciously wanted to turn the horse's head.
It wasn't until he saw Beidou next to Wen Qingzhu that he called his subordinates to stop, but he didn't come over immediately.
Wen Qingzhu looked at them and quickly realized that Li Geng seemed to be afraid of something.