It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 162

It was raining lightly this day, and the air smelled damp. The wet rain fell from the sky to the tree, and then flowed down the tree, mixed with the white and red, and formed a puddle of water on the muddy street.

Whoa!

The horse's hoof collapsed in the water, smashing the reflection of the entire city. A man in a leather robe rode on a horse and rode across the long street. In his hand, there was a long string of people tied with a long rope, some men and women, some of them were wearing fancy clothes, some were wearing linen shirts, and now they were all the same despair.

Whoosh!

An arrow flew through a man's chest, but he was not dead, his body was still struggling on the ground.

"Chimei, are you courting death, this is your master's slave!" The man immediately shouted.

Looking along his line of sight, I saw a man sitting on the railing on the second floor of the restaurant. He was holding a jug in his left hand and an iron bow on his leg.

"You robbed too much. Can you take it back? I'll handle it for you."

Whoosh!

The arrow was sent out again and stuck in the man's throat. The man finally stopped struggling. Blood flowed out of his throat, dyeing the rain on the ground even more red.

"Chimei, I have fought with you!" The man immediately roared.

Hu Lulu!

The two sixteen- or seventeen-year-old descendants passed by on the long street, leaving a hearty laugh. The leader was on a horse, carrying the body of a baby on a spear in his hand.

"Fedler, you don't even dare to kill anyone, how can you be a warrior of my northern barbarian tribe, huhu, follow me!"

Behind him, a teenager blushed: "I...I didn't...I..."

"Hey, follow me, coward!

"I'm not a coward!"

The young man known as Fordler clenched his fists tightly, the whip fell down, and the horse chased the galloping horse away.

Fast horses passed through the city, and Fordler looked at the scenery on both sides of the road. Perhaps because of the water, the whole city felt grey to him.

Along the way, he saw a collapsed courtyard wall, a burning wooden building, a man and a woman who fell to the ground and stared blankly at the sky.

In the ruined walls, the shrill screams of women can often be heard. Even at sixteen, Fordler knew what was going on inside.

He was somewhat envious of the men in the tribe, who dared to do it and could feel happy, but he couldn't.

The horse passed in front of the city lord's mansion, and a row of heads hung from the flagpole in front of the gate. It is said that he was beheaded when the tribe first entered the city, and it is estimated that his head is now also hung on the flagpole, drifting with the occasional wind.

call!

Fordle let out a long sigh, turned over and got off the horse, and stepped into the city lord's mansion.

...

"So... Xue Banchuan is dead?"

Qingniu Mountain, Toad Village.

Cheng Dalei asked this question, but his expression was a little unbelievable. I don't know if I don't believe that Xue Banchuan died like this, or I don't believe that the Rong clan will suddenly attack.

"Dead, dead!" Huang Sanyuan waved his hand indifferently: "The Rong clan cut him down as soon as they broke through the city, the city was in chaos, and Lu Heng also died. Fortunately, Brother Zhao had the ability to take him with him in the Wanjun Cong. I killed it."

Cheng Dalei pouted, Zhao Zilong's hidden attribute is gentian, and the army can come and go freely, so you can make a cameo appearance as Liu Chan.

The relationship between Cheng Dalei and Xue Banchuan and Lu Heng can't be said to be very good, and it can even be said that they are each other's enemies. However, after the death of the two, Cheng Dalei is still a little sad.

"What about Yang Longting, how is he?" Cheng Dalei said, "Is he also dead?"

"It is estimated that he is not dead. On the way, I heard that Yang Long stopped escaping and should be alive now."

"This old dog is very fierce. He commanded 50,000 elite soldiers, how could he be so unbearable in front of the Rong clan. Moreover, Yang Longting couldn't conquer Black Rock City for two months, how could the Rong clan do it in half a day? Could they be? Is it a heavenly soldier who descends to earth?"

Cheng Dalei was half talking to himself and half asking, and he was a little confused. Yang Long stopped commanding 50,000 soldiers, and Xue Banchuan had more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in the city. Even if it is difficult for some old and weak women and children to come in handy, there are always one or two strong men who can use it.

At this moment, a very classic sentence popped up in Cheng Dalei's mind: Even if tens of thousands of pigs are caught for a few days, how can they lose so badly.

After Cheng Dalei asked, he saw that several people around looked at him with strange eyes.

"The big boss, that's the Rong family!" Xu Shenji.

Other people's eyes also showed this meaning, Cheng Dalei didn't say anything, but a word came out of his heart: What happened to the Rong family?

In the one hundred and twenty years after the founding of the Great Wu Kingdom, even if not to mention the 30-year war, in other battles, big and small, the empire will lose more and win less.

Strange to say, this group of rude, backward savages who don't even have their own words have extremely powerful fighting power. Pressing the elite soldiers of the empire to the ground, they rubbed so that they had no temper at all.

From the emperor to the slave, everyone in the empire has a fear of the military, to the point of changing the color of the war.

This time, Yang Longting was defeated without a fight in the face of the Rong, and the defenders of Blackrock City were scared away when they saw the Rong.

Even Yang Longting, who fled in the desert, may not have thought that Black Rock City is already the last city in the northern part of the empire. Stepping through this city and crossing Qingniu Mountain is a thousand miles of fertile soil. The empire is in the extreme north. will be safe.

Thirty years ago, exactly thirty-one years ago, the Rong Patriarch drove straight into the hinterland of the empire, burning, killing and looting. Wherever he passed, there was no grass and corpses everywhere, and even His Majesty was forced to flee the capital.

That battle was a disgrace to the soldiers of the entire empire, and the empire also shook the authority of the imperial power because of that battle. Many years later, the court, the people, and the poets and officials were all trying to clean up the battle: we did not fail, but it was actually a strategy to lure the enemy into the depths, showing His Majesty's wiseness and martial arts, and in the end the Rong family was not driven away. Well……

How many soldiers were hailed as heroes in that war, and how many heroes were sought after to the point of gods.

But in fact, what happened, everyone understands.

That morning, Cheng Dalei vaguely remembered that he had eaten two slices of bread for breakfast and drank some wine, and then felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and then he fell into the question of whether to drink in the morning, and whether or not to drink and when to drink every day. in tangle.

Louis XVI was executed at the age of thirty-eight. On the day of his execution, he wrote in his diary: Today is nothing.

In Cheng Dalei's impression, that day was also a boring and boring day. At that time, he didn't realize that the wind started at the end of Qingping, and it turned out that many major events started in the days when he thought he was boring and depressing.

For 30 years, the Empire was beaten to the ground by the Rong clan, and after so many years, he could not really stand up. But who can guarantee that what happened in the past thirty years cannot be repeated.

Troubled times, sometimes come so suddenly.