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Eighty-five, the king is not good for the people

 "No, absolutely not." Black Panther denied it flatly. As long as you really know it in your heart, why bother to say it out loud.

"I'll let you go this time." Zhu Qinghong put his feet back, turned around and walked out of the hall, "I won't do it again."

The black panther breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and touched his head with his paws.

It was so dangerous, I almost got the courage of a leopard.

The city is developing steadily due to the hard work of the people every day. Zhu Qinghong checked and compiled the newly obtained information and predicted that the army will not move forward this year.

The plan is being formulated and is planned to be implemented next year. During this period of time, the people have taken a good rest and become more energetic and energetic.

In a city in front of the three cities.

The weather is getting cooler, and thin clothes feel a little cold on the body.

A man put his hands in his sleeves and knocked on the door of a house in a hurry. The door quickly opened a crack, and the woman stepped aside and invited the man into the house.

After closing the door, the woman hurriedly asked: "Have you heard the news clearly? When will the army with food arrive?"

The man walked to the table and sat down. He wanted to pour water but found that there was no water in the pot.

Seeing the woman's eager anticipation, the man frowned: "It's winter, they won't come this year. If you find a way to survive the winter, they will definitely come next year."

"What?" the woman said in disbelief, "I am a widow with three children. I have saved and saved food, but I can't survive the New Year. Cloth is extremely expensive in the city now, where can I get money? Let alone survive the winter.

, our family is already starving and freezing before winter comes."

"What can I do?" The man took out his money bag from his sleeve and put a few coins in it, "Let's find a way to survive."

The woman looked at the copper plate, then at the man and said with difficulty: "Do you have a way? I really can't support three children."

"I told you to kill me, but you didn't listen." The man was furious, "Those dog men only want to have fun and don't care about what happens next. Why are you raising three bastards? Send them to their biological father. Do you want to raise them?"

Keep it up, so as not to drag you down."

"Those soldiers are so tall and powerful, how can I stop them if they come?" the woman sobbed, "I don't know their names, and I can't see their faces clearly in the dark, so where can I find them? Do you think I don't want to kill them?

Abortion will hurt your body, but it’s not like you don’t know my body.”

The man sighed heavily and took out a few more copper coins: "Take them. I have done my best to be kind and righteous. There are too many and there is nothing I can do."

"Is there really nothing we can do?" The woman bit her lip, holding on to her last glimmer of hope.

Is there really no other way?

Shaking his head, the man put away his money bag and stood up to leave. The woman covered her face and cried bitterly, not knowing how the family could survive.

The man walked out of the door and walked down the street with his hands folded.

Life is hard, and they are not the only ones to worry. Many people in the city will not survive the winter.

Another city.

When she heard that her grandson was back, the old lady happily greeted her: "I'm so thin. Hurry, come in and warm yourself up."

The man is tall and straight, wearing soldier's clothes.

He followed the old lady into the house: "Grandma, I'll rest for a day or two and then leave."

"So soon?" The old lady quickly asked someone to call the whole family out. Finally, the family reunited and had a reunion dinner.

After meal.

The man was talking to the old lady when he was called to the study by his father. The father was silent for a long time, frowned and asked: "Isn't it okay to not be a soldier?"

The air is quiet and the atmosphere is depressing.

They all know it's impossible.

There are rebels inside and enemies outside. The emperor has issued an order to recruit a large number of soldiers. Every household of old age will be sent, and there will be no raids on homes and annihilation of clans.

The man lifted his robe and knelt down: "Dad, my child is unfilial."

The corners of his father's eyes were moist, and he didn't wipe it away. He said helplessly: "It's not your fault. It's the way of the world."

The emperor's imperial edict made the whole city gloomy.

The man rested for two days and returned to the barracks. Soon the army will set off for the expedition.

Yes, that’s right, let’s go to war.

In order to solve the problem of dwindling food, Fenghan decided to attack neighboring countries. If you want to eat or drink, grab it. The same goes for women, whoever grabs it gets it.

He vows to fight to the end and carry it out to the end!

The weather is getting colder day by day. The army is dispatched, hoping to end the battle before it snows. However, it backfires. The neighboring countries resist desperately and barely hold on.

There is no food and grass behind, and the front cannot be attacked for a long time.

At this juncture, the first snow fell and the troops had to retreat.

Feng Han pretended to retreat, but he led a group of troops to lurk. While the snow covered the ground, he wanted to have a quick battle and grab as much as he could.

However, the generals of the neighboring countries did not relax and kept strict defenses everywhere. His plan failed and he was forced to retreat to the capital.

The food provided every day became less and less. On the way back, countless people froze to death and starved to death. The army that went out with confidence at the beginning came back in disgrace.

Feng Han cannot afford to feed so many soldiers, so most of them go home. Who knows, what awaits them will be purgatory.

When the first snow fell, the extremely low temperature was unbearable. The first ones who couldn't bear it were the children, who froze to death one after another.

Then the elderly and women. Those who are strong and healthy can still endure it, but those who are already weak cannot survive it at all.

Many soldiers returned home to find that their family members had frozen to death. Some of their children, wives, or elders had died.

At that moment, deep despair enveloped my heart.

They don’t know what’s the point of living, so they continue to fight? Who are they fighting for?

Without food, they can't win at all.

Even if you win the battle, you will not be full for a while, and you will continue to starve after eating.

The soldier fell to the ground in despair.

Where is the way to survive? Where is the way to survive?

There is no way to survive, no...

The other side.

The man came home and saw the door open, and he was confused. There was a cold wind blowing outside, why didn't he close the door?

The moment he stepped through the door, his whole body froze.

There were corpses lying everywhere in the yard, including maids, servants, and strangers. Without exception, the strangers were skinny and ragged.

The snow was almost covering their bodies, which showed that they had been lying there for a while.

"Dad, grandma." The man hurriedly entered the house and searched from room to room.

He saw the tragic death of his grandmother, wife and children, and saw the dried blood. The man walked in in disbelief, wishing it was a nightmare.

He just wants to wake up quickly.

"You...are...back..." a voice sounded like a breath of air. The man immediately looked for it and saw his father in the corner.

He immediately hugged his father: "Hold on, I will take you to the doctor right away. You must hold on..."

The father grabbed the man's hand and shook his head gently: "It's... too late. If I can... see you come back, I will die... in peace."

"Dad, what's going on?" The man's eyes were red, and he was anxious and panicked, "Have the robbers entered the city?"

"No, it's... the common people." My father held his breath and struggled to tell the truth.

Heavy snow fell and low temperatures froze many people to death.

Those who are still alive are not having a good time, they are hungry and cold. When you are extremely hungry and extremely cold, you can’t care about anything.

The common people gathered together and broke into rich people's houses to steal food and cloth. At first, my father asked people to move out the food to calm the trouble.

Unexpectedly, after the first group of people left, the second group of people soon arrived. It was as if everyone in the city knew that they had food and came to ask for it.

Here they go.

If you don’t give it, they will rob it.

Beating and smashing, the noise became more and more violent.

Until their father ran out of food in the warehouse and told them to leave quickly and stop making trouble. Looking at the empty warehouse, many people turned red with hatred.

Why do they have no food?

Cursing, pushing, and finally turning into violence.

There were so many people, and each person beat everyone in the house to death with one punch.

The father looked for an opportunity to hide under the table and took a few breaths. The breath that held him up slowly dissipated when he saw the man.

His whole body was in severe pain and he couldn't move. He couldn't remember how long he had been lying here.

It’s enough to see my son before I die.

Father closed his eyes, tilted his head to one side, and left.

The man burst into tears: "No, Dad. Dad, Dad——"

But no one responded to him anymore. Overnight, the man lost all his relatives and became a loner.

And this kind of tragedy is happening everywhere in the city. When the footsteps of death are getting closer and closer, you will do anything you can to save your life. This is instinct, a cruel instinct.

The man buried the bodies of his family members and looked at everyone carefully. Grandma, father, wife and children...

He turned around and packed his bags.

Before leaving, he set a fire to burn everything. Turning around sadly, the man picked up his baggage and left the city.

The snow finally stopped and the road was slippery. He walked forward unswervingly, staring straight ahead. In the barracks, others said something while chatting.

In the city that was first captured by the enemy, the people lived very well. Not only did they have enough food and clothing, but they also had surplus food.

He wanted to see if there was really a place in the world that was so kind to enemy soldiers and civilians. He wanted to know who the emperor was who did all this.

I want to know who he should hate.

Hate the emperor who does nothing but cause war? Hate the people who starve, freeze, and lose their minds?

Or should I hate myself for being incompetent?

I couldn't protect my family. I survived the monster siege, but the city fell apart in the hands of my own people.

He moved forward with a strong momentum, drinking snow water and eating bark and weeds. He moved forward with difficulty, even if he was hungry and tired, the man did not stop.

Even if the snow reaches his knees, even if his body is black and blue from the cold, he just wants to see it with his own eyes, and see a paradise.

There were still several days to go from the city. The man fell into the snow and could not get up. His consciousness gradually blurred, and the obsession in his heart slowly dissipated.

I can’t see it anymore, it’s destiny.

He is so tired, forget it. That must be someone else's fabrication, it doesn't happen at all...

"Hey, are you okay? Why are you walking outside in the snow? If I hadn't walked here, you would have been dead."

Just as his consciousness was about to dissipate, the man heard a voice. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a black panther with wings in the air.

Demon?

It doesn’t matter, it’s okay to be eaten.

The black panther smiled crookedly, flew down, picked up the man and threw him on his back.

The man suddenly woke up. The warm flesh under his hands was real. The black panther turned back and bared his teeth: "Sit down and let's go."

Suddenly accelerating, the man immediately leaned over and hugged the black panther's neck. The black panther didn't care about the life or death of the person on its back, and flew arrogantly in the sky with various difficulties.

After playing enough, he returned to the General's Mansion. The man felt sick in his stomach and felt like he was about to fall apart.

"Where did you go to pick up people again?" Zhu Qinghong walked to the corridor, "I told you that the number of people coming to seek refuge has increased, and I will give you a piece of meat if you pick one up. It is snowing heavily outside, and I still go out to pick up people in this weather.

Your obsession with meat is really..."

The crisp and sweet words were like the sound of nature. The man looked up and saw the beautiful woman, and was stunned for a moment.

The black panther looked disgusted and held down the man's head with his claws: "Look directly at His Majesty. Do you want to die? Why don't you kowtow?"

Your Majesty?

The man was shocked. He tried to raise his head but was pushed down again.

After several attempts, he gave up: "Excuse me, girl, where is this?"


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