Traveling to Xianwu

Chapter 81
A burst of rockets came, and the yurt where Zhu Cong was hiding behind and all the yurts around him gradually burned.It seems that I can't stay in this hiding place.Thinking of this, Zhu Cong tore off a cloth tendril on the yurt, and a rain of arrows hit him. Zhu Cong danced the huge cloth tendril in his hand, and the random arrows caused the cloth tendril to fly out.

Zhu Cong wanted to limit the time, but it seemed impossible, it was not good to stay here for a long time, when Zhu Cong thought of this, the cloth in his hand danced more diligently, turning into a cloud of gray shadows and flying a rain of arrows.The toe frequency point, but it is getting farther and farther away.

"Is the captain chasing him?" A corporal leader behind him asked.

"There's no need to chase. He can't escape because there are many troops. We will burn the tents and kill everyone on the road according to the Khan's order. As for those who escape, we don't care about them." The cavalry captain replied.

According to Sang Kun's order based on Wanyan Honglie's suggestion, each team moved forward layer by layer in a horizontal formation, surrounded the camp layer by layer, and drove all the people to the center, so as to gather and annihilate them.

Zhu Cong rolled the cloth vine away from the rain of arrows, shook off the tattered cloth vine in his hand, and saw the rest of the Jiangnan Five Monsters from afar. Seeing that they were safe, he felt much more at ease.

"Second brother, how is the battle ahead?" Ke Zhen'e, the boss of the Jiangnan Six Monsters, turned his eyes and asked.

"It's not very good. The enemies outside are approaching one after another, and Temujin's main force is hundreds of miles away. It seems that this time the big thing is not good. Maybe our brothers will have to stay here." Brother Zhu Cong is telling the truth.

The sound of killing in the distance was getting closer and closer, and the thick smoke over Temujin's camp was getting heavier and heavier.The few people standing here could smell the smell of the smoke, and their expressions became serious.

"Mother!" Suddenly a hoarse cry came from the tent behind him, it was Guo Jing's voice.When they heard his cry, they suddenly felt bad and ran towards Guo Jing.

Although it was already daytime, because it was still early morning, the inside of the yurt was still slightly dark, and some objects from the Southern Dynasty could be vaguely seen in the dim tent, such as the Jinxiu hanging on the east wall, and the Wuxi clay figurine Da Ah Fu on the table.This is Guo Jing's mother, Li Ping, lying quietly in Guo Jing's arms, with a pair of scissors on her chest stained with dazzling blood, although she is dead, there is a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Guo Jing laid his head on his mother's corpse, sobbing at the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't cry out.

Seeing this scene, the six monsters from the south of the Yangtze River could not help but feel a little sad. They have been getting along with each other these days, and the few of them have deep admiration for this seemingly weak but strong woman from the southern dynasty. To drag Guo Jing to escape, he committed suicide in the end.Seeing Li Ping who died smiling, Han Xiaoying couldn't help turning her face away, showing her forehead.The shoulders twitched slightly.

Because Ke Zhen'e was blind, he didn't see what was going on here, so he slammed the snake stick in his hand, and scolded: "Jing'er, why are you crying? What's going on?"

Seeing several masters coming, Guo Jing said intermittently: "Mother, mother, she committed suicide."

"Second Master, can my mother be saved?" Guo Jing asked Zhu Cong who was standing beside him while holding his mother's cold body.

"This, this..." Zhu Cong, who was always eloquent, was stopped by this question.

"You idiot!" Han Xiaoying took Li Ping's body with tears in her eyes. "Let me take care of Mrs. Li's funeral."

Silently, she dug a deep hole in the yurt with the ax in her hand. Time was running out, and without caring about anything else, Han Xiaoying gently put Li Ping's body into the hole.

"Jing'er, time is running out, let's see your mother for the last time and sing a song for your mother." Han Xiaoying said to Guo Jing who was staring at the crowd in a daze, but his eyes were full of confusion.

Guo Jing didn't say a word, knelt down silently, and hit his head heavily on the ground.Kowtow and kowtow.It was only when the crowd covered his mother's body with soil that they silently got up.

"Jing'er, are you okay?" Han Xiaoying asked with concern.Before he had time to speak, Ke Zhen'E said: "A man should be like this, don't cry, what's the use of crying, you have to find an enemy and seek revenge from him."

"Yes, Master!" Suddenly, Guo Jing seemed to have grown up a lot.He said to himself silently in his heart, who is the enemy outside and why did he come here? No matter who forced my mother to death, I will seek revenge from him.

At this time, a dense sound of hoofbeats reached everyone's ears, Ke Zhen'e was the first to hear, and he shouted: "Everyone, hurry up, the enemy's cavalry is coming." As soon as the words fell, a burst of rockets came, and the flames spread along the walls It burned, and the fire was very fierce, and a hole was torn on the top of the yurt in a blink of an eye.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Nan Xiren grabbed the fallen felt and danced over everyone's heads with a whirring arrow, causing the felt to fly away.

"Go!" Nan Xiren shouted.

Everyone nodded and retreated to the west.Before leaving, Guo Jing walked quickly to the embroidery left by his mother, carefully peeled it off, and put it in his arms.Then he quietly withdrew with a few masters.

It was Zhu Cong who took the lead. He poked his head out to look around, and there were no enemies to the west.The Wanghan tribe was killed from the outside to the inside, and they hadn't reached the middle, so naturally there was no enemy on one side.Seeing that everyone had gone out, Nan Xiren wrapped the blankets in her hands and followed them.

Sticking your head out, the smell of scorching in the air outside is particularly obvious. The yurts are mostly leather goods, plus many Temujin people who were shot and killed in the yurts and had no time to come out, naturally the stench hits the face.The joking sounds of war horses, the bang bang sound of strings being pulled, and the screams of countless women and children, accompanied by smoke reached everyone's ears.

Hearing the screams of the death of the clansmen he was with day and night, Guo Jing couldn't help turning his head, and looked at the shadow of the horse in the smoke with hatred, and couldn't help but clenched the saber tightly in his hand.Han Xiaoying, who was closely behind him, gave him a gentle push: "Jing'er, the enemy is powerful, and revenge doesn't have to be today. Let's go."

Guo Jing nodded heavily, and hot tears dripped from the tiger's eyes.Although he is a reckless person, he can clearly distinguish between red and white.A group of people continued to sneak in to the west, and there were occasional sporadic enemy cavalry, but they were easily dealt with.

The majestic black banner waved high in the sky, and layers of goods were piled up around Temujin's golden tent, preventing the cavalry of the Wanghan tribe from advancing.Behind each pile of goods were hidden a number of women holding sabers or bows and arrows, only a few were young and strong, and many women and children in the camp gathered here, confronting the troops surrounding the golden tent.

The last one, an old woman wrapped in a gray robe and holding a bow and arrow, is Temujin's mother, Hoelun. She is watching the subway riding around.Knowing that this time there will be no escape.But they still excitedly encouraged everyone: "Temujin's cavalry made the whole grassland tremble. We can't weaken the name of our husband's children and grandchildren. Although we are women and children, we are also descendants of the Longevity Heaven on the grassland."

(End of this chapter)