Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 13

Dozens of streets in Fuxian City criss-cross, which is not small, but under the blue sky and white sun, the whole city is dead silent, even though the scorching sun is scorching every corner of the city, it still makes one's heart chill.

Everything was silent, as if there was only one person left in the world.

Qingyu wiped the hot sweat from her head, and fanned the clothes on the back with her hands to cool her.I have only walked two streets, and my back vest is wet. This year's sun is extraordinarily poisonous.

She squinted her eyes slightly and raised her head, halos of light appeared around the scorching sun. After a while, she retracted her gaze and stared at the ground, dizzy in her vision.

Shaking her dizzy head from the heat, Qingyu calculated her direction carefully, "Go this way." The others followed closely behind and turned into an alley paved with blue bricks.

There was no one in the alley, only the sound of deliberately light but hurried footsteps could be heard.At that time, the Qu country's army had already entered the city, and the city was full of murderous opportunities, making people have to be vigilant.

And when the group of people hurried forward, Qing Yu, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, turned around, and urgently said: "Turn back."

Everyone's heart tightened, they turned around and walked back without asking any more questions.

Zhui Feng, who was originally walking at the back, took the lead at this time, and started to trot with his feet flying, but within a few steps, he stopped and stared blankly ahead.The others also stopped involuntarily, and then saw a crimson glow around the corner.It was the Qu National Army.

"Run." Someone yelled, and everyone turned around and prepared to run forward, but Qingyu shook her head helplessly. Behind her, a group of Qu Guojun also appeared at some time.

Surrounded by the front and back, the left and right walls are towering, there is nowhere to escape.

The two groups of soldiers stared at the ten people in the middle like hungry wolves watching rabbits. Their blades shone coldly, and the corners of their indifferent mouths were slightly raised, with a bloodthirsty and ferocious taste.

The leader smiled smugly, "There are still ten caught fish here, catch them all."

After the words fell, another group of people came running from behind, and there were as many as three or forty people in total.Qingyu couldn't help but smiled wryly, it was only a matter of arresting ten unarmed ordinary people, such a battle was really exhausting.

Qu Guojun swarmed up, and while yelling at him not to move, he violently detained Qing Yu and his party and tied them up with a rope, even the youngest Zhao Jiasanwa was not spared.

The rope was as thick as an adult's thumb, and it was tightly strung around the four-year-old child's body. It seemed that the thin body could be broken at any time.

The third child of the Zhao family cried loudly, and the second child also cried in fright. Only the eldest child bit her lip with red eyes, trying her best to endure, her eyes fixed on Qingyu.

Looking at the three suffering children, with tears like broken beads, Tong knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Please let the children go, they are still young, so it doesn't bother you, please let them go." Go." After saying that, he kowtowed to the ground.

Although Zhao Qian was a man, he was just a farmer, and now he would just kneel down and choke up, begging for mercy.

Qing Yu sighed silently, facing a group of bloodthirsty beasts, begging for mercy was of no avail.

The leader was annoyed by the quarrel, his eyes flashed violently, and he held up a knife: "Cry again, I will cut off your tongues."

The six-year-old Zhao's second baby understood and didn't dare to cry anymore, but the young third baby didn't understand, and the crying became more piercing and piercing, piercing the eardrums of the surrounding people.

The leader was so angry that he cursed: "Little bastard told you to cry." Then he lifted his foot and was about to kick it.

However, Wen Ya was even faster, raising her kick and kicking the leader's calf.Not only did the leader suffer from pain, but his foot was off, and he staggered and almost fell.

A group of untouchables dared to resist.The leader was so jealous that he called out: "Come on, hold this woman down for me, I must hack her to death today."

As soon as the words fell, several Qu Guo soldiers stepped forward, but when they were about to hold down Wen Ya, another Qu Guo soldier ran up from behind, "The commander is urging, let us hurry up and grab the captured ones!" Take it there, don't waste the time."

The leader spat angrily, "You will feel better later." He said with a cold face, "Take it away."

Qingyu and his party were escorted out of the alley and onto the street. They saw that many people were also arrested. Everyone stared at the ground with sad faces. Since ancient times, captives have never met a good end. They dare not think what will happen next. what to face.

Zhuifeng and the others gathered around Qingyu, Hongtao was shorter, she quietly lowered her head and asked in Qingyu's ear: "Junior Sister Head, what's going on? Why are you being flanked all of a sudden?"

When the other people heard this, they quickly pricked up their ears to listen.

Qingyu sighed softly: "Jingmen saw the blood, the situation reversed, and the gate of life became the gate of death."

"The gate of death?" Zhao Qian couldn't help but whispered out. Even though he didn't understand these things, this "gate of death" sounded like he had entered the palace of hell with one foot. Could it be that his family was going to die here?
The soldiers of Yiqu State who were walking in front heard Zhao Qian's whisper, turned their heads and threatened viciously, "If you keep shouting, I will kill you with a knife."

Zhao Qian's face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to say anything more, and continued to walk forward with his head down.

Shi'an walked beside him, and said with relief: "Although the gate of death represents death, it doesn't mean that those who step into the gate of death will surely die."

Zhao Qian reluctantly bent the corners of his mouth, feeling sad in his heart, even so, it must have been a narrow escape.

Tong Shi was still choking up, seeing her youngest son stumbling and feeling distressed, she turned her head to look at Qingyu's family, the desire for help in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Qingyu frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Chasing the wind muttered to himself, not knowing whether to comfort himself or others: "No matter what, this is the territory of Great Xia. Even if Qu Guohou is arrogant, it is impossible to slaughter the city."

Although there are constant disputes in various countries, they will put up a passable banner. Vicious things like massacres are disgraceful and bad for reputation, so they rarely happen.

Qingyu poured cold water on him, "The marquis of Quguo is domineering and domineering, and his national power is strong. His ambition to win the championship is already obvious. He just wants to be domineering and arrogant. Fang Jue will show his national prestige and shock the world."

When the others heard this, their faces became tense.Heart was a little anxious: "Then what should we do now?"

"Wait for me to kill you." Wen Ya's voice was soft, but her eyes were fierce.

"Inappropriate." Qing Yu shook his head: "Many people have been arrested, and there are also many Qu Guojun troops. It is not the best strategy to break out of the encirclement with one's own strength. Soldiers come to block the water and cover them with soil, let's go and see first."

A group of people were brought to the gate of the city.Seeing a large group of people from Fu County kneeling at the gate of the city, the person walking in front couldn't help but slow down. He seemed to have foreseen what was waiting for him.

At the gate of the city, behind every citizen of Fuxian County stood a red-clothed Qu national soldier with a knife. The knife was shining brightly under the scorching sun, reflecting on those indifferent faces.This situation makes people's hands and feet feel cold.

"Hurry up, dawdle." A group of soldiers kicked the few people who were walking in front a few times, urging.

Several people, Nuonuo, had to quicken their pace and headed towards the gate of the city in horror.

(End of this chapter)