I don’t know how long I slept for, but during this time, the sound of the two armies fighting never stopped ringing in my ears.
Chen Mu slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that appeared was a sea of stars. In addition to countless stars, there was also a round moon hanging in the sky.
"Brother Mu, are you awake?"
Afterwards, Xiahou Qi Zeguang, who had been waiting beside him, helped him up.
At this moment, even though it was late at night, thousands of Shu army soldiers were still guarding the edge of the stone ruins.
Qi Zeguang on the side smiled bitterly and said: "While you were unconscious, more than 10,000 people from the main Tatar camp in the pass came to attack us."
Chen Mu touched the back of his head, which was still aching, "How many casualties are there?"
"Hey, don't worry. The terrain is so dangerous. Unless tens of thousands of people come at once to take lives and exhaust our strength, otherwise we won't be able to fight. With your blunderbuss, we will only be shot to death by a dozen soldiers.
, but it was replaced by hundreds of Tatar barbarians."
Chen Mu shook his head, then looked up to the sky and sighed: "A dozen people are also human lives...Lin Qiye...where are the others?"
Chen Mu's mood at this time was very complicated. Even when he woke up, he had the answer in his heart, but people are like this, they always have a sense of luck.
Looking at the two of them with some expectation and extreme fear, I really hope that the two of them would have said something at that time: This kid is destined to survive.
But these are just Chen Mu's fantasies in the end.
The two of them kept their heads down, silent for a long time, and then responded with a wry smile: "Very heroic."
"good."
After a long silence, Chen Mu only responded with one word, and then turned around and walked towards the edge of the stone ruins.
When it comes to emotional expression, his emotional expression is always contrary to the emotion itself.
He will laugh when he is angry, he will be extremely affectionate when he hates someone, and he will always look indifferent and calm when he is sad.
It turns out that he should have been the one to die.
He owed this life to Lin Qiye, but he could never repay it in this life.
To be honest, Chen Mu really felt that Lin Qiye was a bit ridiculous. He had only known her for less than a month or two... but he would risk his life to save himself.
But thinking about this, Chen Mu shed tears silently when facing the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the valley.
But soon, Chen Mu suddenly remembered the bet he made with Lin Qiye that day.
Then he sighed again and smiled bitterly: "I have... seriously lost this once in my life. Xiahou, take a dozen people down with me. We, the officers and men of the Shu Army, must not get mixed up with those barbarians."
"yes!"
This is an extremely dangerous operation. It is known that there are 10,000 Tatar troops stationed not one mile away, and they may lurk over at any time during the night.
But Chen Mu can no longer care about this. If others dare to risk their lives to save him, if he is still hesitant, is he still a human being?
In the valley today, there are more corpses of barbarians than of Shu soldiers, but with military uniforms to identify them, they are relatively easy to find.
As for Lin Qiye's body, Xiahou remembered it very clearly and found it soon. However, Chen Mu suddenly became very timid at this time. He did not dare to look at Lin Qiye's face, which had long since died.
There was also a torso that had lost its body temperature for a long time, and he did not dare to touch it.
Even though he is dead, Chen Mu is still not mentally prepared to face it.
Not because of anything else, but because of the person who was supposed to be lying here.
Going up and down the mountain, more than a dozen people worked until midnight before bringing all the 500 people who died in the battle to the top of the mountain.
Chen Mu checked carefully to see if there were any Shu soldiers on the ground.
Seeing that everyone had been fished out, Chen Mu felt a little more at ease.
But just when he was about to return to the top of Shixu, Chen Mu took a look at the corpses of the war horses here, and suddenly thought of a good way to solve the Shu army's food problem.
Soon, the corpses of more than a dozen war horses were carried up.
Once on the battlefield, they are basically not human, and should be half man and half beast.
After being exposed to the sun for a day, the cut horse meat already has a sour smell.
However, the sour smell was negligible under the bonfire, and thousands of soldiers still ate it with gusto. In this current situation, as long as they can survive, it is already very good.
As for Chen Mu, even though he had not eaten for a day, he had no appetite at all. He quietly looked at the bonfire, and there was always an unspeakable sadness lingering in his heart.
This continued until an hour later, when two Shu soldiers came to Chen Mu carrying a baggage.
"General, General Qiye...is here."
Chen Mu took the handed baggage and nodded lightly.
"The world is full of green mountains, why bother... to return a corpse wrapped in horse leather, but I am really afraid that you will turn into a ghost and keep pestering me. When the war is over, I will definitely fulfill my promise and carry you back to Qingchuan..."
I pretended to be relaxed, but the more I talked about it, the more heavy it felt to me. The world in the world is always accompanied by various changes. Unexpectedly...it was just a joke, but it turned into a last word, fuck it.
"Brother Mu, you are the commander-in-chief of an army. The remaining thousands of people may die at any time because of your emotions. Brother Qiye is already dead. There is no need... to feel sorry for a dead person for too long."
But just when Chen Mu was feeling hurt, a delicate voice suddenly came from behind him. Chen Mu turned his head and looked at it. It was none other than Han Xin'er, who had rarely spoken a word along the way.
Chen Mu remembered very clearly that this boy had always been reticent from Ba County to here, and he was afraid that what he said could be counted on one hand, but he didn't expect that tonight he suddenly started to educate himself.
However, Chen Mu was not angry. Instead, he chuckled and said, "He died for me. Shouldn't I be sad?"
Han Xiner sat down in front of Chen Mu, her green face showing no emotion: "He is already dead."
Hearing this kid repeat it again, Chen Mu looked slightly startled: "Well, when your parents died back then, were you sad?"
Han Xin'er answered simply: "No."
Upon hearing this, Chen Mu was shocked and couldn't help scolding: "Inhuman brat!"
"I am not inhumane, even my parents. When they die, they are just two corpses, not my parents. People are suffering all their lives. The source of suffering is nothing more than two things, feelings and desires. I can't give up for two bodies that are about to decay.
I feel traumatized by the corpses of my parents. I still have my sister and a lot of things to do... Brother Mu, does he know how I disposed of the corpses of my parents?"
At that time, Han Xiner was like a machine, looking at him quietly. At this moment, Chen Mu suddenly knew that even now, he still underestimated this kid.
Although this person is only fifteen or sixteen, in terms of spiritual thinking, he may have already escaped from the secular world. Can you imagine how terrifying a person who can see all emotions and desires in an extremely factory-like manner must be?
"It was stuffed into the stove to make firewood, and I worked hard to dig a hole and build a grave for the two cold corpses. I also needed to spend money to buy coffins. This was a task with no reward. Instead, it was used as firewood and made a pot of porridge.
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"You... forget it, it's okay if you don't speak. When you speak, it gives me a headache."