Yang Hao once tried what it felt like to skip two meals. It was actually not a big deal, although he was a little hungry. But he had never tried what it felt like to skip three meals before. But now, for three whole days, every meal was...
Just sharing a bowl of porridge with Fan Laosi and Liu Shixuan, his stomach was never full of food, and he felt that his eyes were turning green.
Hunger is only one of them. The boring, endless wasteland brings mental torture that is even more unbearable. In the past three days, no matter how many miles he walked, when he looked around, the scene he saw was the same as the scene he had just stepped into.
There is almost no difference in the barren land, which makes people feel very depressed: it seems that they have not traveled far at all in these three days.
Yang Hao remembered that in his previous life, he had seen a magazine mentioning one of the cruelest torture methods. That method was neither a tiger bench with pepper water, a red-hot iron drill, or a whip dipped in water, but a room with
If you keep an absolutely quiet house and leave someone in such a room without asking anyone, within a few days, the person will have a nervous breakdown, and there will no longer be any secrets that can be kept in the face of questioning.
Yang Hao has never been able to understand what is so terrible about that kind of torture. Now he vaguely understands. What is the difference between this unchanging desert scene and the absolutely silent confinement room? Both of them can completely destroy the human will.
, giving people the urge to give up everything and lie there waiting for death.
They are now walking in a "匚" shape. They have made a big circle, and now they have to return to the starting point, and then continue walking southwest. Just walking this wrong path is frustrating enough. There is also hunger.
, despair, a scorching sun in the sky. Damn it, not only does the surrounding scene always seem to be the same, the blazing sun also seems to always hang in the same position, burning every drop of moisture on their bodies.
Although they had filled all the water containers when they left the forest and repeatedly warned the people to save water, many people did not understand the seriousness of the matter. In just three days, many people had not even a drop of water on their bodies.
.Except for a few people with long journey experience who endured hunger and thirst and saved some drinking water, the others could only wait eagerly for the soldiers to distribute a little life-saving water to them every day. The weather was hot, and their breath was even hotter, and their throats were
It seemed like there was going to be a fire in there.
For three days, everyone just looked ahead blankly and mechanically walked forward at the pace of others. When someone fell, even his relatives were unable to help him. Some people escaped at night, but
Those who escaped would die faster. Wherever the large group of people went, they might see a mummy on the sand that was quickly dried by the sun. This shriveled corpse whose face could no longer be identified was still theirs a day ago.
A member of the team.
The soldiers are no different from ordinary people now. They have thrown away all the heavy objects that can be thrown away, including armor. The only comfort is that they are soldiers who have been on the battlefield after all.
Being able to maintain the structure and obey orders is what keeps this team from total collapse.
The scorching sun has set, but the wind blowing slowly is still a heat wave. People lie feebly on the sand, shaking their skins with only a drop of water left, but they are reluctant to lick it. Who knows whether they can find the source of water tomorrow?
Well, now everyone knows how precious water is.
They were walking on an ancient river. The alkalinity under the soil turned this place into a barren land. The alkaline sand spread with the wind. Over thousands of years, the few vegetation on the left and right sides of the Gobi Desert were all destroyed.
It has turned into a sandy land, with only a few of the most tenacious weeds. On the ancient river, some old trees from unknown ages are lying on the ground, showing the vitality that once existed here.
Food is the only thing that soldiers did not throw away besides swords and guns. Now Yang Hao has implemented military control. All food is kept by soldiers and is used uniformly. The porridge cooked every day is available to everyone, regardless of officers and soldiers or civilians.
A bowl of porridge can barely sustain a person's life without causing death, but this bowl of porridge can arouse greater hunger in a person and make him want to eat.
Cheng Dexuan always had a sinister smile on his face, waiting to see Yang Hao's jokes, but now he didn't even have the strength to hate. As soon as the team stopped, he fell to the ground, panting, saving
He used every ounce of his strength. Now, even he, who was most looking forward to Yang Hao's failure, was looking forward to walking out one day early. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect that this kind of torture would be more painful than death.
The area on the left is slightly lower, and there are some reeds growing scattered on the ground. The reeds are dry now, and you can catch them with just a touch. Some people are digging reeds. The sandy soil underneath is a little moist. The roots of those reeds may still be edible.
Woolen cloth.
The people who dispersed to look for food and rest found a pool of turbid muddy water. It was a small pool of water, about two feet in diameter. The water was not turbid at first, but they jumped in and struggled with each other, turning it into muddy water. But it turned into a muddy water.
Even this mud soup was still the most precious thing in their eyes. They continued to fight until the soldiers showed their swords and intervened, which ended the fight for their lives.
The soaked sewage was quickly divided by them like a treasure. The other people who had just arrived after hearing the news sat there in despair. A simple and honest man in his thirties accompanied the most cautious smiling face, begging for even a small fortune.
A drop of water, he said that his baby was less than one year old and his mother had no milk...
Before he could finish his words, someone had already drank up the mouthful of muddy water. He could only turn around slumped and walked to the next person in vain. There were several unwilling people digging in the wetland, hoping to
I could find even one earthworm, but among them there was a white, plump middle-aged man wearing a wrinkled robe made of silk and with money patterns. It seemed that he should be a member of the Communist Party of China. However, his money could no longer be spent on those things.
The domestic servants who used to squat at his feet like dogs and obey his orders are no longer working. Everyone is struggling for a mouthful of food and a mouthful of water. In the face of the threat of death, no matter high or low, all living beings are really equal.
The officers and soldiers began to distribute drinking water. Although there was only a little, really only a little, the people still stumbled over and started queuing up. Fuyaozi took his precious water and squeezed out of the crowd, looking at these half-people with some confusion.
The ghost's people had some pity in their eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
With his fasting skills, he can go without eating or drinking for a hundred days; with his internal and external skills, it is difficult for soldiers of gold and iron to hurt him. However, he is not a real god after all, and he cannot call the wind and rain to make it rain here.
Gan Lin didn't know how to move the five ghosts, so he moved these people out of a desperate situation overnight. With his nearly 100-year-old body, he could still walk on the steep mountain road like Taihua Mountain with ease, coming and going like the wind.
But in this desert, he can't fly on land and travel hundreds of miles a day.
"Grandpa Taoist, I have received the water. Let's go back." The dog held the corner of his clothes. In the past few days, she and this old Taoist who likes to sleep all day have become a couple who are dependent on each other.
Jiao. Fuyaozi woke up from his trance, poured his own saliva into the dog's broken bowl, and laughed at himself: Who would have thought of him? He is respected by the people near Mount Taihua as a real person, a sleeping immortal.
Sui Lao said, "It's such a miserable day. Under the power of God, who can take a blow?"
At this time, he saw Yang Hao.
Yang Hao frowned and walked step by step on the hot sand. He was surprised that he had such strong vitality. He had never suffered such a hardship before, but he could still stand. He could still hold on even after the team stopped.
Taking a look around. Just because a thought in his heart was still supporting him, he knew that he could not collapse at this time. If he collapsed too, it is very likely that none of these tens of thousands of people would be able to get out, and all of them would be buried.
on this ancient river.
At this time, words of comfort and encouragement were powerless. In fact, no one wanted to hear his guarantee at this time, nor did they have the strength to stand up and cause trouble. Yang Hao walked out of the gate and saw the burly old man and the man sitting in the crowd.
The dozen or so big men around him have also been tortured to a terrible state, but after all, they have experience in desert survival. Even though this army of locusts passed by, they could not find any prey with their abilities.
, but they must have stored something when they left the forest, and now they look much better than most common people.
Seeing Yang Hao looking at him, Li Guangcen gave him a wry smile and shook his head gently. Yang Hao sighed, turned around and walked back. Suddenly, he saw a man taking advantage of the nightfall to grab a
The woman dodged into a ravine that was washed out by the flood. Yang Hao was startled, and immediately grabbed his knife and followed her.
He has always been worried that someone would burst out the despicable and shameless side of human nature out of despair and do something outrageous and evil. However, this team has been relatively calm all this time, and he did not expect that what he was most worried about would happen.
Once this kind of thing happened, it would spread like a plague immediately, and even turn everyone into madmen. He would never let this happen. He didn't even have time to call a few soldiers, so he hurriedly followed.
Go up.
Running to the deep ditch of loess, Yang Hao slipped and rolled down the slope with the soft sand. When he looked up, he saw the woman being pushed to the ground in the ditch not far away.
, the man jumped forward, untied his clothes impatiently, hugged the woman and kissed her.
Yang Hao was so angry that he rushed over and kicked the man away. He put the steel knife in his hand on his neck and shouted sternly: "You are so brave, what are you doing?"
The man was kicked over by Yang Hao and lay on the sand, breathing heavily. Judging from his appearance, he was in his thirties and looked a bit wretched, but his figure was still strong. He licked his lips and shouted: "You
...What are you doing, why do you ruin my good deeds?"
Yang Hao pressed the knife and shouted: "I have given an order long ago. Anyone who dares to rape a woman will be killed! Didn't you hear it?"
The man laughed and said, "Who raped the woman? One of her and I are willing to beat her, and the other is willing to suffer. We don't want to die like this. We want to be happy before we die, and do you stupid things?"
"Huh?" Yang Hao was startled and turned to look at the woman. The woman was about 27 or 28 years old. Although her face was dusty from the journey and her skirt was full of mud, she could still tell that she was pretty. She was somewhat pretty, with her torn chest half-covered, vaguely revealing her round shoulders and a trace of pink. Her body was round and round, and she looked a bit like a mature woman.
Because Yang Hao suddenly came in, the woman hurriedly sat up, covered her clothes, lowered her head and did not dare to raise it, her face was like a piece of red cloth. The man lay on the ground with a ruthless face, and took out something from his arms. A water bag came and shook, and the sound of gurgling water came from the water bag. At this time, the sound was simply the sound of celestial music, which could intoxicate all the people's consciousness. The woman immediately raised her head and looked at his hand He held the water bag tightly, licking his chapped lips, with a look of longing in his eyes.
"You give me your body, and I'll give you the little water I have left. Now this water can't be exchanged for a piece of gold. This transaction is fair and square. Speaking of which, you got a big advantage. Why? How about it? Come over if you want."
The young woman swallowed hard and glanced at Yang Hao hesitantly. The man chuckled: "It's so damn funny. I'm almost dead. Are you still afraid of being laughed at by others? If you don't want to, then I will Drink it yourself and you won’t regret it.”
As the man spoke, he pulled out the cork of the water bag and made a gesture to drink. The woman screamed: "I want it, give me the water bag, give it to me!" After saying that, she jumped over and grabbed it. That water bladder.
Yang Hao took back the knife in a daze, and held it weakly on the ground. The man looked at him proudly, turned over, and knocked the young woman to the ground. In front of Yang Hao's face, he tore her clothes like a beast. The woman was lying on the ground. She no longer cared about being stripped naked in front of another man. She hugged the water bag tightly in her arms, closed her eyes tightly, and allowed the man on her body to move like a beast.
When the plump and white buttocks were exposed from under the skirt, Yang Hao turned around and heard the gasping sound coming from behind him. He walked away silently and stabbed the slope with the knife. He climbed up the dirt slope with difficulty and walked towards his camp, never looking back.
Luo Kedi, Helongcheng, Liu Haibo and other generals were sitting around discussing something. When they saw him coming, they all stood up. Luo Kedi said in a hoarse voice: "Master Yang, this barren land None of us have been here before, and we don’t know how many days it will take to get out. Now even our soldiers..., the food and water will not last for a few days. If this continues, I am afraid..."
This road was his choice, even though some people once yelled at him that it was better to rush to Minggu. Even if he was killed by the Khitan people who had been waiting there, it would be a happy death. It was better than turning back and half-dead like this. Although Yang Hao suffered a lot, none of the generals had any complaints against him. Yang Hao didn't say anything, but he was very grateful in his heart. After hearing Luo Kedi's words, he sighed in shame and said: "This is all It was my fault that I didn’t expect to escape all the way. Not only did I lose all the supplies, but everyone’s physical strength was also exhausted and they could no longer support such a trek. It was me... who led everyone to a dead end."
Luo Kedi hurriedly said: "Sir, please don't say that. The Khitans have grasped our intention to move eastward, and the nearly two hundred miles of wilderness outside Minggu City is their best place to stop them. They are not there.
It’s strange that they laid out heavy troops and waited for us to fall into a trap. The strange thing is that we didn’t listen to your admonition earlier. If we had gone south and west earlier, with our full load of supplies, we wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable situation.”
Yang Hao smiled bitterly and said: "What's the use of talking about this now? Not only the people have given up hope, but even me..., alas!"
Luo Kedi said: "Mr. Yang, the last general is discussing with the generals. If we continue like this, we will be dead. I think we should send people out to find a way to transport food back? In this way, we
If those who are going out have hope, they can hold on for a few more days and walk faster. If we are going out here, and food is transported in from outside to support us at the same time, then the distance and time can be saved by more than half, it may be possible to save us.
These people’s lives.”
Yang Hao looked at him directly and said nothing.
Luo Kedi said strangely: "Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Haose said: "Send a few people out, it's OK. But look at this barren land, are there any signs and identifiable roads? Send people out, they get food, how will they deal with our large group of people?
Contact us? If they really brought food and fodder, how would they know where we were going and where to meet us? In this vast wilderness without any sign, even if they brought ten thousand people, they would still pass us by.
I can’t find the other party either.”
Several generals were stunned when they heard this. The excitement on their faces was suddenly wiped away. Luo Kedi couldn't help but feel disappointed. How to contact? How to contact? He smiled bitterly and sat down on the ground.
A few people were standing or sitting, standing there speechless for a long time like stone and wood sculptures. The sunlight dragged their figures up little by little, and dragged them for a long time...
It was late at night, and Yang Hao had just fallen asleep with his pillow on the sand. Fan Laosi hurried over and said in a low voice: "My lord, my lord, get up quickly."
Yang Hao was woken up. He sat up suddenly and asked in surprise: "What happened?"
"Sir, be silent." Fan Laosi looked around and said nervously: "Sir, please speak aside."
Yang Hao stood up in a hurry, followed him to the side, and asked: "What's wrong?"
Fan Laosi whispered: "Sir, someone just died."
How many people have not died in the past few days? Yang Hao was a little numb. He said in shock: "Who died, a general in our army?"
Fan Laosi shook his head and said: "No, he is an ordinary citizen. However, the Taoist priest we captured said that this man has the plague. Sir, he looks like a low-ranking person. I heard from his family that he was fine this morning.
, but he fell ill in the afternoon, and as a result, he was dead just after the sun set. Sir, if the plague happens again in our team, it will really make the sky and the earth unable to respond, and the subordinates will not dare to show it.
, otherwise if the news spreads, I'm afraid half of our soldiers will escape."
Yang Hao's heart tightened and he hurriedly said: "Let's go and see if anyone knows this letter."
Fan Laosi said as he walked: "Fortunately, no matter whether someone is sick or dead, no one else bothers to ask. Now besides Liu Shixuan and I, there are also a few absolutely trustworthy guards and soldiers. Only that person's family and the Taoist priest know that I
We have all of them under control. Sir, in an emergency, you must not be merciful as a woman. Do you think we should take down all that family and that Taoist priest..."
His palm slashed hard, and Yang Hao suddenly stopped, but instead of looking at him, he looked at a bonfire a few steps away. There were several people sleeping beside the bonfire, and two others were sitting. He suddenly stood among them.
A figure looked familiar, so I couldn't help but walk over slowly.
It was a woman. From Yang Hao's perspective, he could only see her profile. This woman was the woman who was dragged into the ditch by the scoundrels for a sip of water in the evening and raped her. She sat cross-legged, holding a girl in her arms.
She was holding a child, and a man was sitting on his knees next to him. He covered the water bag with his body and secretly
He gave the child a few drinks of water, and then quickly hid the water bag back in his arms. Looking at the water stains on his son's lips, his honest face showed a bit of joy: "Madam, thank you, otherwise my son
Just..., where did you get this water? This is our life-saving water."
The woman kissed her son's cheek and said quietly: "This water... is... the slave family asked a kind person for it."
"Who is so kind? My husband has said all the good things to others, but he can't even get a drop of water. This afternoon, Mr. Niu spent two ingots of gold to get a water bag base from others. Madam, I'm sorry
For such a great kindness, you should lead me to thank them."
"This... um..." the woman muttered, looking a little flustered. At this moment, they suddenly noticed Yang Hao standing quietly aside. The man immediately pressed the water bag hidden in his chest, for fear of
He snatched it away. The woman suddenly recognized Yang Hao. Even though Yang Hao was not wearing official clothes or wearing a sword, she still recognized Yang Hao at a glance.
Her face suddenly turned as pale as snow, without any blood. She looked at Yang Hao desperately like a prisoner awaiting death, her body was shaking uncontrollably, and her eyes showed a look of pleading.
Yang Hao suddenly understood. He looked at the man and then at the child under one year old in the young woman's arms. His eyes were a little hot. He slowly walked closer and said softly: "Sister-in-law, although it is hot here during the day, it is cold at night."
, be careful not to let the child get cold."
After gently teasing the child's face, Yang Hao smiled at the man again: "Water, I gave it to this sister-in-law. Unfortunately... I only have so much, just hold on a little longer, even if
It’s for the sake of the children, I will definitely take everyone out, definitely”
Patting the man's shoulder lightly, Yang Hao suddenly stood up and strode forward. Fan Laosi followed, and when he saw Yang Hao walking, he suddenly raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes...
The dead body has been tightly controlled by Fan Laosi's people in a remote corner. His family members gathered together and sobbed softly. Fuyaozi sat cross-legged on the ground, still looking half asleep, but with that face
It also carries a bit of heaviness.
Yang Hao strode over, cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Master, please speak here."
Fuyaozi nodded slightly, stood up, and followed him to the side. Fan Laosi made a strange gesture to his men, and the soldiers immediately dispersed in all directions, forming a faint encirclement around them.
Gripping the handle of the knife tightly, Fuyaozi glanced at the corner of his eyes and turned to Yang Hao nonchalantly.
Yang Hao solemnly asked: "Does the Taoist master have medical skills?"
Fuyaozi nodded slightly and said, "I know a little about the art of Dan Shi Qi Huang."
Yang Hao asked again: "That man...really got the plague?"
"Yes, this disease attacks very quickly. Once an epidemic occurs, it only takes half a day to attack and kill people quickly. It is more harmful than weapons."
Yang Hao's heart sank, he took a few steps back and forth and said, "Once the epidemic spreads... Taoist Master, are other people... I mean his family members, possibly infected?"
Fuyaozi shook his head and said: "There are no symptoms of the disease now, but it is still unknown whether he is the only one among tens of thousands of people who has contracted the plague."
Yang Hao frowned and said: "This is what I am worried about. Tens of thousands of people, if the plague really spreads, it will really..."
He looked up in excitement and asked, "Does the Taoist priest have a cure for this disease?"
Fuyaozi sighed, shook his head and said, "Pindao can be cured, but without medicine, there is nothing we can do about it."
Yang Hao raised his head sadly, looked at the sky with twinkling stars, smiled bitterly and said: "I have done everything I can do. The rest is up to you. I hope God will show mercy and give us a way to survive."
.”
He looked back and shouted: "Fan Laosi."
Fan Laosi immediately responded and rushed over, holding the handle of the knife in his hand. He glanced at Fuyaozi with a murderous look and said, "Please give me your orders, sir."
"Take a few people, cover their mouths and noses with cloth towels, and get some firewood to cremate the body on the spot."
"Yes, sir, and..."
Yang Hao was about to leave. When he heard this tone, he looked back and saw Fan Laosi winking at him and looking at the man. Yang Hao suddenly realized, slapped his forehead and turned around and said: "Yes, I have been feeling dizzy these past few days.
I'm confused. For that person's family and the Taoist priest, please take them away from the brigade and keep them under safe custody. If there is no abnormality by tomorrow morning, you can release them free. But please strictly prohibit them from making random statements and causing trouble.
Necessary panic.”
Fan Laosi was stunned and could only reluctantly agree. Fuyaozi was a little surprised. When he looked at Yang Hao again, there was a strange color in his eyes.
Yang Hao walked back irritably, imagining countless people infected with the plague and dying unspeakably, and couldn't help but feel confused. In a trance, he was suddenly knocked down by a person. The person let out an ouch, couldn't stand, and fell down.
Next to him, he immediately saw a small figure jumping on the man. The man immediately screamed and threw away the black shadow. Unexpectedly, the black shadow jumped on him again at an alarming speed and bit him fiercely.
Covered his face.
Yang Hao was startled and said that some small beast had hurt someone. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a child jumping on the man and biting him fiercely. The man was slapping and beating him, screaming in agony.
, but couldn't get rid of the child. Several people stood beside a bonfire in the distance, looking over here, but no one came over to take a closer look.
"Stop!" Yang Hao shouted sternly and stepped forward to lift up the child's vest. Upon hearing his voice, the child immediately shouted with joy: "Uncle Yang Hao."
Only then did Yang Hao recognize that this child who looked like a brave little wolf was actually a dog. Yang Hao couldn't help being surprised and curious: "Gou'er, what are you doing?"
As soon as Gou'er saw him, the fierceness on her face completely disappeared. She flattened her mouth and was about to cry: "Uncle Yang Hao, this bad guy stole our water bag while my mother was sleeping. Jun.
The water I give out every day is only a little, and my mother saved this water bag just in case. This is a bad guy, Uncle Yang Hao, you have to help me."
When Yang Hao heard this, he was furious. He stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar and pulled him up. He took a closer look at the man's appearance and became even more angry in his heart: "It's you? Is your sword a vegetarian?"
?How dare you get into my hands again and again."
It turned out that this man was the rogue who forced the woman to commit a crime with a water bag in the evening. This bastard used his own water bag to destroy the innocent, and then came to steal other people's water bags. Yang Hao was so angry that he was shaking all over. If he had a steel knife in his hand, this bastard would
I will definitely chop him in half like a wooden stake, and there will be no more words.
The man didn't resist when he was caught. He just laughed and said: "You want to kill me? Come on, come on. I, Dong Shiliu, never thought that I could get out alive. One more day to live is just one more day of suffering.
Sin, I am afraid of everything now, except death."
Yang Hao said angrily: "You want to die, but you come to steal other people's water bags?"
The man sighed and murmured: "I really want to die..., so I want to be happy before I die, but... I want to commit suicide, but I can't be cruel to myself. I am so thirsty that I feel uncomfortable.
That’s why I wanted to steal water. Now that I’m in your hands, just kill me. Anyway, I only died two days earlier than you, and you will eventually come to accompany me, haha, haha...
"
Yang Hao became murderous and said solemnly: "I not only want to kill you, I also want to chop you alive and let you stay here as a lonely ghost. You don't have to worry about us, we will definitely get out!"
"Hehe, haha, ridiculous, ridiculous. Why do you go out? Do you know how many days it will take to walk from this desert to the Ziwu Valley with rich water and grass? With the speed of this large group of people, it will take at least seven days, seven days
Hey! Hey, so what if we get to Ziwu Valley, there is still no food, and it will take another ten days to get from there to Guangyuan City. This is still the fastest speed, seventeen days, seventeen days, we can still survive seventeen days.
God? It would be more refreshing to go to the eighteen levels of hell."
Yang Hao's body shook violently and he cried out: "What did you say? Could it be that... you have walked this road?"
Dong Shiliu, who wanted to die, was brought in front of several generals. He gritted his teeth and refused to say anything. General He, who had been questioning He Longcheng for a long time in a pleasant manner, fell out and was punched and kicked by several of his soldiers.
After some torture, Dong Shiliu became a little ghost.
The bridge of his nose was broken, and all his teeth were knocked out. There was blood in his nose and mouth, and one hand was curled up like a chicken claw because all five of his fingers were twisted. Dong Shi
Liu couldn't hold it on any longer, so he screamed and confessed.
It turned out that this man, like Yang Hao, was from Bazhou Prefecture. He was sentenced to death by the government because he was drunk and fighting for a prostitute and killed someone. As a result, before the court review review came down, he escaped from prison. Naturally, he wanted to escape.
He couldn't run back and forth to the Central Plains. The further south he went, the stronger the government's control became, so he had no choice but to flee to the northwest.
However, because the roads leading from Bazhou to the northwest were all under the control of the imperial court, in order to avoid being caught by the government, he took an ancient road that he heard about from a prison inmate. There was an old thief in the prison.
, walked this road many times, and he drew the route to Dong Shiliu. Dong Shiliu knew the route by heart, and then he began to plan the escape. This secret road is what Yang Hao and the others are taking now.
This ancient river channel.
He walked this road step by step. The experience of being on the run during those days was still fresh in his mind. How could he not remember this road? After Dong Shiliu crossed this death line, he wanted to go south again.
He went to Guangyuan City, but when he arrived near Guangyuan, he discovered that his sea arrest notice was still posted at the city gate, so he turned around and fled north again, simply slipping to the Northern Han Dynasty. Who would have expected that this time he would be embraced by the Song army generals?
Like a fish, the net was pulled down, fish, shrimps, crabs and turtles were caught in the net, and he was actually brought back as a condemned prisoner.
When he first took this road, he made full preparations in advance, including food, drinking water, and some emergency medicines. Even so, he almost reached despair. Now Yang Hao's migrating army
He left all his belongings at the entrance of Fuyun Valley, thinking about it, how could he possibly reach Ziwu Valley alive?
After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Dong Shiliu was taken down. Yang Hao called several generals to sit around the campfire, with an excited look on his face: "Generals, I think...what you discussed during the day has now been resolved."
Landed."
Luo Kedi and others were also very alert. When he heard what he said, they immediately thought of Dong Shiliu. Luo Kedi said: "Sir, could it be that you want to use this Dong Shiliu to save us from trouble?"
Yang Haodao: "Yes, this person has walked this road before, and also been to Guangyuan. It's simply God's mercy and sent us this guide. I mean, he sent people to go there on fast horses day and night.
Guangyuan asked for rice and grain, and then sent it back with carriages and horses. At the same time, our large group of people also rushed forward with all their strength, one going towards the front and the other coming towards the face. This will save more than half the time. We want to escape from this place.
Desperate situations are impossible if they are not tried.”
The generals immediately became excited after hearing this. Liu Haibo thought for a while and said: "The officials have issued an order that the two imperial envoys can recruit rice and grain from the local government, civilian service, and even officers and soldiers to help. We will ask for food from Guangyuan and recruit civilian service.
Escorts must be carried out by the imperial envoys before they have this right. Now...is it up to Mr. Yang to go there in person?"
Yang Hao pondered for a moment and said: "No, it is my idea for the army to return westward. Yang vows to live and die with the soldiers and the people, and will not leave under any circumstances."
Helongcheng said impatiently: "Mr. Yang, if you don't leave, then who can go? If others are gone, how can they have the authority to recruit food, civilian service, officers and soldiers."
Yang Hao hesitated and said: "What if...we invite Mr. Cheng to come?"
Luo Kedi, Xu Haibo, He Longcheng and other generals all shook their heads after hearing this. Even the soldiers behind them shook their heads like rattles. He Longcheng belonged to Cheng Shixiong and had no scruples in what he said.
He said: "Master Yang is an upright gentleman, and he must beware of villains plotting against him. Cheng Dexuan wants to eat your flesh and drink your blood. If you let him go to Guangyuan, isn't that just teaching someone a sword?"
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "General He was wrong. It's not that Yang was unprepared for him. It's just that he can't handle this matter alone. It involves tens of thousands of lives. No matter how much he hates me, Yang Hao, he will never do it."
If you dare to interfere with this matter, Cheng Dexuan is a smart man, and he will not do such stupid things for the sake of quick gain regardless of the benefits."
Yang Hao thought this way, and the others did not dare to place their last hopes on the person who was now under house arrest. Even Xu Haibo, the general of the Forbidden Army, opened his mind and said without hesitation: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid.
What if, if Cheng Dexuan doesn't do it carefully?
Or deliberately delaying the matter, what can we do at that time? Now it seems that we can only feel relieved if we ask Mr. Yang to come. You can rest assured here, if you take away the Jie Yue, we will wipe our faces, no
If he admits his status as an imperial envoy, what other tricks can he play?"
The generals all spoke, and Yang Hao had no choice but to agree and said: "Okay, in that case, we will let Dong Shiliu draw a map. Even if it is not very accurate, I think there are mountains and rivers next to the Ziwu Valley.
It's easy to find. Rest at night and walk according to the sunlight during the day. Don't lose your way. When you reach Ziwu Valley, rest there and wait. According to us
Due to our marching speed, it would take seventeen or eight days to go to Guangyuan from now on. However, I rode a fast horse and traveled day and night. It only took three to four days. As soon as I arrived in Guangyuan, I immediately opened the official warehouse to collect grain.
Recruit mule and cart drivers to send the grain back as quickly as possible. If everything goes well, we should arrive at the Ziwu Valley in about the same time as you can."
Luo Kedi stood up excitedly and said: "Okay, it's settled. Mr. Yang will set off early tomorrow morning. At the end of the day, the news that the imperial envoy went to Guangyuan to transport grain will be announced to all the soldiers and civilians. This will definitely boost the morale of the army and help everyone."
We insist on going to Ziwu Valley to meet up with the imperial envoy. When the water and rice carried are exhausted, the general will kill the remaining horses to satisfy everyone's hunger, so we should be able to hold on to the place."
The next day, at dawn, Yang Hao took Fan Laosi, Liu Shixuan and several other soldiers and set off in a hurry. Along with him were the bruised Dong Shiliu and the old Taoist Fu Yaozi. Yang Hao
He was worried that the plague would spread in the army, so when he went to get food, he also wanted to bring back some medicinal materials. Since Fuyaozi knew medicine, he naturally wanted to bring it with him.
This is a strange team, including a monk who does not care about worldly affairs, a death row prisoner who fled to the Northern Han Dynasty, a servant who wanted to be an official and then returned to Bazhou to avenge his hatred, and several horse thieves who joined the army.
None of this group of people were heroes who served the country and the people, but the heavy responsibility of saving tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians was now shouldering their shoulders. They galloped into the wilderness, and the golden sun shone on their faces.
Carrying the last hopes of tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians on their shoulders...