On the seventh day of the second month, horse hooves followed the foothills, Gongsun Zhi and others headed westward. There were more and more scouts from the Xiliang Army between the nearby mountains and fields, which meant that Dong Zhuo had returned to Luoyang and started to set out towards Chang'an with the Emperor Bu. The scale formed by the migration of millions of people was no longer enough to describe the mountains and fields. The official roads, mountain roads, and dense figures were walking around.

Crying and howling continued to ring.

The ruined woman hugged her torn dress and looked as if dead as dust. Occasionally, women would run out of the team and hit the nearby trees, rocks, and fall down with blood. The children who were struggling to walk numbly, then were pushed and kept walking. The elderly people who were uninquired by the roadside could no longer walk, so there were guards. Infantrymen came up to whip a few times, or poked them. In the screams, most of the young and strong were walking with their heads hanging down with their bags. A small part was driven to push heavy ox carts to run through the steep slopes where they were struggling. The potholes and darkness spread westward, making low crying and buzzing sounds.

Behind them, the once glorious huge city was still filled with blue smoke, and the charred half of the city gate was still burning with flames. A corpse pounced on it, and the whole was curled and charred. The line of vision extended into the spacious streets, the houses and buildings on both sides burned and collapsed into ruins, burned, killed by knives, or naked and exposed corpses entered their sight with shocking moments, and drove away and massacred for most of the night to destroy the ancient city.

No matter how hard someone's voice is, it's hard to hear.

Under the outline of the city wall, through the phantom map, Gongsun Zhi and his group who avoided the scouts of the Xiliang Army who walked through the Xiliang Army went from being indignant to finally silenced. Everyone had blood and lives stuck on their hands, and even massacred the Hun tribe, but none of them felt suffocating from the scene in front of them.

"Luoyang... is gone..." Cai Yan choked up and said this sentence repeatedly about the girl who had lived here for many years.

"Gaosheng, let your wife take you to Nangong to find a well and salvage the things in the well."

After passing the city gate, he walked on the street for a moment. Gongsun Zhi looked at a half-piece in the corner, naked and exposed his lower body, and spoke in a low voice, perhaps taking away some things first. In the future, the Sun family might not be able to borrow troops to conquer Jiangdong so soon. The civil strife in the late Eastern Han Dynasty might have been less likely to be fought for many years.

"Yes, but Nangong should have more than one well. The leader, we have few people, but we may not be able to find them all. Don't punish me then..."

Gongsun Zhi nodded: "Do your best. If an army comes to the south, you evacuate immediately and look west to look for me."

Among the more than 700 people, except for Gao Sheng taking dozens away, the rest were divided into two groups of moving westwards, traveling north and south. The sun shone through the clouds, and the forests, vaguely watching the long dragon team. Gongsun Zhi lowered his voice: "According to the previous plan..."

Then, the team parted ways.

Dada dada...

A Xiliang cavalry passed through the bustling crowd. When the whip was raised, it brought up flesh and blood. In front of dozens of carriages, a large and fat general was instructing his soldiers.

"My brother is too nostalgic. What else can Cai Yong do besides his lyrics? Why should he get on the car? You waited to invite him out to transfer to Wen Hou's family."

This general was Dong Zhuo's younger brother, named Dong Min, and was appointed as the Left General and was named Marquis of the Marquis of the King of the Kingdom. He understood the difficulty of his brother. In the past, he tried his best to win over talents from all walks of life for the use of the Dong family. At this time, he did not think anything was wrong.

Several knights moved to the rear convoy, forced a ox cart to stop, and invited the old man inside. Cai Yong did not say anything, but nodded: "Wen Hou was fighting, and his wife and daughter at home took a good car from the place... It should... It should... It should... It should not be abandoned by my husband's collection."

Then he followed the Knight to another vehicle.

A pair of eyes were in another ox cart. He looked quietly for a while, withdrew his gaze and lowered the curtain, and turned his body and sat down with a soft collapse. "Hongchang, have you seen the faces of these people clearly when you pass by Zhang Rang and others in the palace?"

On the side, a woman with a veil was sitting still, her bright eyes drifted through the gap between the curtains across the ox cart parked on the road. The scene when the old man was invited down, her red lips slightly opened.

"It's all just my own desires."

Wang Yun looked at her, slapped his legs hard, and sighed: "...this is the case in the world, let alone the thief who controls the court. How many people can be left in the millions of people... For their own selfishness, countless people have died. Only by eliminating Dong and returning to Zheng, may the people of Liming be better."

"...Hongchang understands." On the other side, a gentle voice in the veil responded faintly.

The old man closed his eyes and nodded, "...I'll let you suffer in the future."

The vast ministers and ministers, the family members, had several miles to the left of the forest, and horses' hooves splashed in the shade.

Whoosh-

Arrows flew through the gaps of trees, and the figure riding a horse fell to his horse and died. Several scouts tied the reins and looked around. More arrows flew over the moment they pulled their bows and looked around...

After a while, the forest calmed down. Someone came out of the hidden place and killed the unowned war horse. He dragged away the scout's corpse on the ground, stripped off the armor, dug a hole to bury the corpse, and went backwards. Most of the more than 300 people were wearing the armor of Xiliang soldiers.

These are all the results of sneak attacks. Not long after, when everyone put on their armor, they rushed down and quickly disappeared between the mountains and forests.

......

If the scouts disappeared in the mountains and forests were not difficult to find, but tens of thousands of people moved with millions of people, they could not be fully covered, and they would only be a little later. Perhaps some people probably did not wait for the information reported by the scouts and sent people to search, but not many of them did so.

A team of cavalry in front came against the front line. There was news reported to Dong Min. He urged his horse to look over. The army and family members were on the edge of the family. A figure holding a square sky painting halberd and wearing a red brocade and flower robe rode on a red war horse.

"Wen Hou, why did you come back?" Dong Min would naturally win over his brother's favor, so he immediately stepped forward and handed over.

On the rushing horse, Lu Bu tied the reins, stood opposite his head, and raised his hands: "I haven't seen my wife and daughter for more than a month, and I'm worried about it. General Zuo led his own troops, so I went to see my family first."

While speaking, a cavalry of more than 300 people came out of the forest from a distance from the rear, and stepped on the ground... approaching the convoy, no one cared about this small number of troops at first. However, the hundreds of Xiliang soldiers guarding several ox carts in the middle made gestures to let the other party leave and go elsewhere. The other party's speed remained unabated. Someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop—"

The next moment he answered, hundreds of short bows were tightened on the horse's back.

A land of one arrow.
Chapter completed!