Chapter 2 Reunion (Five)

"Man... build barriers again... block out of the frontier..." Ning Ziming listened blankly, streams of liquid mixed with hot and cold surging back and forth in his heart.

Since waking up from a coma, he has either been busy trying his best to save his life or is angry and confused about who he is. He has no time and mind to think about what he will do in the future? No one has discussed with him so seriously about the responsibilities and dreams of a man!

But today, Chai Rong was caught off guard and put these problems that every adult man would face sooner or later in front of him. He faced Lu Long Gusai, who had been abandoned for many years, and the already ruined Great Wall.

It made him dizzy and staggered for a moment.

Letting him eat everything is like chewing wax.

That night, the young man suffered from insomnia.

Although his limbs and torso were exhausted, and even though everything was silent around him, his head rested on a soft dry food bag and his body was rolled with a warm lambskin tube, Ning Ziming was unable to calm his pulse. (Note 1)

When you are born as a man, you can’t live just to marry a few more women and eat a few more bowls of wine and meat. Otherwise, what is the difference between a man and a breeding pig?

He agreed with Chai Rong's words and admired the ancient sages who once stood on the Great Wall and did not dare to go south to herd horses. Meng Tian, ​​Li Guang, Wei Qing, and Li Xu. However, as a person who was confused even the past and the present, what qualifications did he have to talk about the future?

He also wanted to be a hero, and he wanted to seal the wolf's servant like Huo Qubing. He also wanted to do something and reorganize the old mountains and rivers of the Han family. But looking at the world, who would dare to easily hand over the troops to him except Chang Si?

He was the second prince of the previous dynasty. The more prominent his contributions and the stronger his ability, the sooner he should be removed. To truly live like a breeding pig, perhaps it will make everyone feel at ease.

"Let's go——, go together, go to the Great Wall!" In a daze, he seemed to see someone waving to him.

Lu Long's ancient gate was densely filled with people. He either held a knife and spear in his hand, or bent his bow and arrow, and pushed the plundering aliens who were trying to go south to the wall.

More passionate men, carrying wooden sticks and steel forks, walked from the south, towards the ancient road leading to the Great Wall on the inside of Yanshan Mountain. They staggered, but they never rushed to death.

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The sound of horns echoed quickly in the mountains, first one, then one string, one piece. Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound of horns on the top of the Great Wall, echoing the horns of the march.

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The Great Wall is alive, as the legend says, it wakes up on a spring day.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo--" Kousheng was anxious and angry, circling in his ears. Someone pushed him hard, someone pulled away the rope tied to the outside of the sheepskin tube. Someone quickly stuffed the steel whip into his palm.

The moment his palms came into contact with the weapons, Ning Ziming completely recovered from his awakening. He had just dreamed, a big dream that was so angry that he swallowed mountains and rivers. But now outside the dream, reality was extremely cold.

The Great Wall was ruined and Lu Longsai was abandoned for many years. In the valley about two or three miles away, there was a group of travelers and ordinary people riding horses, driving carriages, carrying large bags and small bags, fleeing in panic. Behind them, two small teams of soldiers wearing leather armor were chasing closely. They kept waving whips and swords and guns, forcing the escapees to the center of the valley.

In the middle of the valley, several masters surrounded by a big man with a brocade hat and fur, whistling forward. While using a horn to command the soldiers to work together to drive away the "prey", they seized the opportunity to shoot arrows, and shot the vendors and people running behind the team one by one.

"Give me your life--!" Someone screamed and knelt down, raising all the valuable items on his body high above his head. However, the big man and his generals didn't even look at it, and they rode their horses directly to the person's chest. In a blink of an eye, they stepped on the person's man into a ball of meat paste.

"Heavenly killed--!" Ning Ziming's eyes burst into tears, and he turned his head suddenly and ran towards his war horse. He was prepared for it, but Chai Rong hugged him, and at the same time covered his mouth with his other hand, "Don't be reckless, we are not familiar with the place and are outnumbered! This is the young general of the Wulie tribe of the Khitan Northern Court who crossed the border to beat Cao Valley, and there must be their accomplices nearby!"

"Hide your body behind the bushes and try not to make a sound! If you want to deal with him, you have a chance. But now, we have to protect ourselves first!" Zhao Kuangyin also quickly came over and pulled Ning Ziming's back to the bushes with Chai Rong.

Ning Zi clearly understood that the two brothers were right and allowed them to drag themselves into the woods. However, the screams from the valley kept stinging his heart like a knife and cutting his nerves like a knife.

"When the Daliao and the Daliao Emperors were alive, they would never allow them to do this!" Han Jing, who was also tortured, held Ning Ziming's arm with both hands, and his face was pale. "Yes, the new emperor ascended the throne. After ascending the throne, he fought with the empress dowager first. Then the departments of the North Court took the opportunity to start doing whatever they wanted. Although the officials of the South Court and the South Court tried their best to stop it, it was a wasteland after all, the people of the South Court and the South Court could not be staring here every day!"

Ning Ziming instinctively shrank his arm, and then forced himself to stretch his arm out, allowing Han Jing to drag it, pretending not to mind.

The four dead soldiers under Chai Rong also moved their bodies several steps away, trying not to have any contact with Han Jing. It was not out of concern for the difference between men and women, but felt danger from the bottom of their hearts.

This woman comes from Youdu and is either rich or noble. This woman is tall, has thick eyebrows, and has a faint sky blue in her eyes. This woman traveled around the Central Plains some time ago and saw the city defenses along the way clearly. If this woman changed into a brocade hat and sable fur, she might be no different from the Khitan beasts in the valley. When she picked up the bow and arrow, she might greet everyone without hesitation...

"Zhao, Brother Zhao. I, I..." Like other girls in love, Han Jing was extremely sensitive to the gaze from the lover. She slowly let go of Ning Ziming's arm and turned to look at Zhao Kuangyin, with tears in her eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay! They are them, you are you!" Zhao Kuangyin took a step forward and took Han Jing into his arms. However, he didn't know whether it was because his strength was too strong or the girl's body was too weak, so he staggered the other party in an instant.

"No one thinks nonsense! It's nothing to do with Miss Han! Those Khitan Husbands are crazy. If they see her, they will still treat her as prey!" Chai Rong's reaction was timely and his work was in good condition. He turned his back to everyone and made a final decision.

"Yes!" The guards all bowed, turned around and continued to stare at the foot of the mountain, no longer taking any precautions against Han Jing. However, their hands pressed on the hilt of the knife at their waists could not let go.

The massacre happened under everyone's noses, and anyone could clearly see it. A Khitan tribe noble was taking his soldiers and hunting the Han people he accidentally met as wild animals! However, Han Jing's family, nine out of 100 (100) worked in the Khitan Southern Court, and helped a group of tigers and wolves eat their own tribe in the Khitan Southern Court!

"I'll go, I'll stop them. I can speak Khitan words, I..." Han Jing suddenly broke free from Zhao Kuangyin's arm and rushed to the valley.

"Don't be reckless!" Chai Rong again moved his body quickly and blocked her way like a wall. "Unless your surname is Yelu, it will not be of any effect. The Khitans retreated in panic last year, and many tribes didn't even care about the gains of robbery. Now it's the time when the Qinghuang is not in charge, and the Liao court has never paid the military's salary!"

If there is no salary, you can only rely on robbery. In a short period of time, there is no chance to go south to rob, so this group of Khitan tribal soldiers can only find solutions within the territory of the Liao Kingdom.

Snatch the Han people, the Jurchens, the Wei people, and all the weak. This is their tradition, and it is called "Taking Grass Valley".

The Khitan court may not be unaware of this. However, in order to obtain the support of Yilijin of various tribes, they must turn a blind eye to the behavior of tribal soldiers. (Note 2)

The Han officials in the South Court may not have heard the warning from the frontier. However, in order to preserve their glory and wealth, they collectively chose to blindness.

"I, I..." Although Han Jing was good at it, she was not on the same level as Chai Rong. In addition, she was guilty and had a shortness of anger, so she could not break through the other party's obstacles. Soon, she announced her giving up. She squatted on the ground, hugged her head with both hands, and she burst into tears.

"It's really not your business! There are bad sheep everywhere. Have you ever encountered bandits again in the Central Plains?" Zhao Kuangyin was sobbing that his heart twitched. He also squatted down, put his hands on her shoulders, and comforted softly. "Now, Yanyun's Sixteen Prefectures are not all dead? They dare not interfere. What can you do as a woman's family? Okay, don't cry, wipe your eyes, and don't let people see it. If you encounter a checkpoint in Liaodong this time, you have to come forward to help and cover it carefully!"

"Yeah!" Han Jing nodded vigorously, pulled Zhao Kuangyin's sleeve, and wiped away her tears quickly. She was not a murderer, nor was she accomplice of the murderer. Like Zhao Kuangyin, she treated everyone as brothers and friends. After witnessing this slaughter of grass, everyone was inevitably misunderstood. But as long as Zhao Kuangyin still believed in her, she could find a way to prove everything by herself.

"If the Emperor of Liao wanted to maintain long-term stability in the country, he would not tolerate these forever..." Zhao Kuangyin felt distressed and continued to comfort him in a low voice.

This is a whisper between the two of them, and there is no third ear around to listen carefully. Chai Rong, Ning Ziming and four confidant guards all focused their energy at the foot of the mountain, gritted their teeth, and pressed the handle of the knife with their hands.

They almost widened their eyes and watched the entire massacre.

Looking at the group of Khitans, they shouted and caught up with all their prey and shot them down one by one.

When the last "prey" died screaming and screamed, the Khitans in the valley danced off their horses and sang and danced beside the corpses. "Hu Li, Wu Lala, Hu Li, Hehe, Hehe, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La, Wu La-!"

Like a group of scavenging crows, excited and noisy!

"Guo Ren, you are responsible for following them. See where they go after they go out of the block? Then leave marks along the way!" Chai Rong raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice. "Others, rest for a while, and look for an opportunity to take action after going out of the block! Let's follow them, one side will die!"

Note 1: Sheepskin tube, a sleeping bag for ancient travelers. It is made of large sheepskin sewn with hair facing inward and leather facing outward. It can effectively keep warm and isolate some moisture.

Note 2: Yilijin, also made Yilijin, Ajin, the king, originally from the Turkic language, chief. In the northern Khitan Academy system, Yilijin (the king), Tiyin (the prime minister), Xiangyin (the general), chief general, young general and other positions in the large tribe.
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