Fu County Town has dozens of streets criss-crossing each other, which is not a small town. However, under the blue sky and white sun, the whole city is deathly silent. Even though the scorching sun is scorching every corner of the city, it still makes people feel chilly.
Everything was completely silent, as if I was the only one left in the world.
Qingyu wiped the sweat from his head, and held the clothes on his back to cool him down. He had only walked two streets, and his back vest was already wet. This year's sun was particularly poisonous.
She squinted her eyes slightly and raised her head, and circles of light appeared around the scorching sun. After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and stared at the ground, her vision filled with halo.
Shaking her head, which was dizzy with heat, Qingyu carefully calculated the direction, "Go this way." Several other people followed closely and turned into an alley paved with blue bricks.
There was no one in the alley, and only the sound of footsteps that were deliberately muted but rapid could be heard. At that time, the army of the Qu State had entered the city, and the city was full of murderous intent, which made people have to be careful and vigilant.
And just as the group of people was hurriedly moving forward, Qingyu, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and turned around, with an urgent reminder on his face: "Turn back."
Everyone felt nervous, turned around and walked back without asking any more questions.
Zhufeng, who was originally walking at the back, now took the lead and started to trot with his feet flying. However, after running a few steps, he froze and stared blankly ahead. The others also stopped involuntarily, and then they saw the corner.
A patch of red appeared everywhere. It turned out to be Qu's army.
"Run." Someone shouted, and everyone turned around and prepared to run forward, but Qingyu shook her head helplessly. Behind her, a group of Qu national troops also appeared at some point.
Surrounded from the front and back, with towering walls on the left and right, there was no way to escape.
The soldiers on both sides stared at the ten people in the middle like hungry wolves looking at rabbits. Their blades shone with a cold light, and the corners of their cold mouths were slightly raised, with a bloodthirsty and ferocious taste.
The leader had a smug smile on his face, "There are ten more caught fish here, catch them all."
As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people came running from behind. There were thirty or forty people in total. Qingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was just catching ten unarmed people. Such a battle was really tiring.
Qu's army swarmed forward, yelling at them not to move, and roughly seizing Qingyu and his entourage behind their backs and tying them with ropes. Even the youngest Zhao family's third child was not spared.
The rope was as thick as an adult's thumb, and it was tightly tied 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 was frightened and cried too. Only the eldest child had red eyes and bit her lip, trying her best to endure it, staring at Qingyu with her eyes.
Mrs. Tong looked at the three suffering children, with tears like broken beads. She knelt on the ground and begged: "Please let the children go. The children are still young and can't bother you. Please let them go."
Let’s go.” After saying that, he kowtowed to the ground with a bang.
Although Zhao Qian is a man, he is just a farmer. At the moment, he can only kneel down and beg for mercy.
Qingyu sighed silently, facing a group of bloodthirsty beasts, begging for mercy was of no use.
The leader was so annoyed by the noise that his eyes flashed with violence, and he raised a knife: "If you cry again, I'll cut your tongues out."
The six-year-old second child of the Zhao family understood and did not dare to cry anymore, but the younger third child did not understand. The cry became more shrill and harsh, penetrating the eardrums of the people around him.
The leader was so angry that he yelled: "You little bastard made you cry." Then he raised his foot and was about to kick him.
However, Wen Ya was faster. She raised her foot and kicked the leader's calf. Not only did the leader suffer pain, but he also stumbled and almost fell.
They were just a group of untouchables, but they dared to resist. The leader was so angry that he shouted: "Come here, hold this woman down, I must chop her to death today."
As soon as he finished speaking, several Qu soldiers came forward, but just as they were about to hold Wen Ya down, another Qu soldiers ran up from behind, "The commander is urging us, let's hurry up and catch him."
Someone take him there, don't waste time."
The leader spat angrily, "I'll feel better with you later." Then he ordered with a cold face: "Take them away."
Qingyu and his party were escorted out of the alley and onto the street. They saw that many people had also been arrested. Everyone stared at the ground with mournful faces. Since ancient times, prisoners have not had a good end. They did not dare to think about what would happen next.
What to face.
Zhufeng and others gathered around Qingyu. Hongtao, who was shorter, quietly lowered his head and asked in Qingyu's ear: "Junior sister, headmaster, what's going on? Why are you suddenly attacked from both sides?"
When several other people heard this, they quickly pricked up their ears to listen.
Qingyu sighed softly: "Jingmen saw the blood, the situation reversed, the door of life became the door of death."
"Death Gate?" Zhao Qian couldn't help but exclaimed softly. Even though he didn't understand this, this "Death Gate" sounded like he had entered the Palace of Hell with one foot. Could it be that his family was going to die here?
The Yiquguo soldier who was walking in front heard Zhao Qian's soft call and turned around to threaten you fiercely, "If you yell again, I will chop you with a knife."
Zhao Qian turned pale with fright and did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and continued walking forward.
Shi'an walked beside him and said comfortingly: "Although Death's Door represents death, it does not mean that those who step into Death's Door will definitely die."
Zhao Qian reluctantly curled his lips, feeling sad in his heart. Even so, it would be a narrow escape.
Ms. Tong was still swallowing, feeling heartbroken when she saw her youngest son stumbling around. She turned to look at Qingyu's family, the need for help in her eyes was clear.
Qingyu frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
Zhufeng murmured to himself, not sure whether to comfort himself or others: "After all, this is the territory of Daxia. No matter how arrogant the prince of Qu State is, he can't massacre the city."
Although there are constant disputes among various countries now, they all use a decent banner. Evil things like massacres in cities are disgraceful and bad for reputation, so they rarely happen.
However, Qing Yu poured cold water on him, "The prince of Qu State is arrogant and domineering, and the country is strong. His ambition to win the throne is obvious. He wants to be domineering and arrogant in order to demonstrate the country's prestige and intimidate all parties."
When the others heard this, their faces tightened. Hong Tao was a little anxious: "Then what should we do now?"
"Wait for me to kill you." Although Wen Ya's voice was soft, her eyes were fierce.
"Inappropriate." Qingyu shook his head: "There are many people who have been arrested, and there are also many soldiers from Qu's country. It is not a good idea to break out of the siege on your own. The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth. Let's go and take a look first."
A group of people were brought to the city gate. Seeing a large number of Fu County people kneeling at the city gate, the man walking in front couldn't help but slow down. He seemed to have anticipated what fate was waiting for him.
At the gate of the city, behind every Fu County citizen stands a red-clad Quguo soldier holding a sword. The bright light of the sword under the scorching sun is reflected on those cold and heartless faces. This scene makes one's hands and feet feel cold.
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"Hurry up, wait a minute." The soldiers leading the team kicked the people walking in front a few times and urged them.
Several people, Nuonuo, had to speed up their pace and headed towards the city gate in fear.