Hua Hu, who was hit by an arrow in his shoulder, was skilled in martial arts, but due to his old age and frailty, he was no longer able to escort the two young masters out of danger, so he had to hide in this ruined temple.

The flickering light of fire came from the circular window lattice of the ruined temple. Hua Hu nervously stared at the temple door, tightly holding the spear he used on the battlefield in his hand.

Horse hooves stepped on the thick snow, making a dull creaking sound, and the voices of people were noisy. A small group of people and horses passed by the ruined temple in a short while. The ruined temple returned to silence in the snowy night, and Hua Hu breathed a sigh of relief. At this time

Then I felt cold and hungry, and the arrow wound on my shoulder hurt like a heartache.

He gritted his teeth and pulled off the feathered arrow, and blood suddenly flowed out. The blood spattered on the little faces of Feng Xi and Feng Ai, which looked particularly terrifying against the snowy light coming in from the window lattice.

Hua Hu tore off a piece of blue cloth from his robe, gritted his teeth and bandaged the arrow wound, while large beads of sweat continued to flow down his forehead.

"Uncle, I'm so hungry!" Feng Ai, who was in his arms, whispered.

Hua Hu reached into his arms and fumbled for a long time before taking out half a piece of crumpled pancake. This was the dry food he had brought along the way, and when he arrived at Feng Mansion, only half of it was left.

Hua Hu had just arrived at Feng's house and presented a letter and a package of jewelry that Feng Chong had entrusted him to deliver to Mrs. Feng Lang. Feng Lang had just prepared a banquet and was entertaining Hua Hu, who had come from afar. Zhongchang's servant Zong Ai took Su Wei Yulinjun with him.

Arrive at Feng Mansion.

Entrusted by Feng Lang, he entered the room and picked up Feng Ai, who was still sleeping. He took Feng Xi with him, stabbed several guards and guards, jumped on his horse, and broke through single-handedly without having time to bring any food.

Heavy siege.

Seeing the two children looking at her longingly, Hua Hu gritted his teeth, divided the half piece of cake into two, and handed it to Feng Xi and Feng Ai.

Feng Xi was already hungry at this time, so he reached out and took the small half piece of cake, put it into his mouth and started chewing it.

Hua Hu endured hunger and closed his eyes to conserve energy. The smell of pancakes entered his nose, and his lips seemed to have touched a cold little hand.

Hua Hu opened his eyes and was surprised to find that Feng Ai in his arms was looking at him with big eyes, holding the small half piece of cake with one small hand and pressing it to his lips.

Feng Ai's childish voice said: "Uncle, you should eat this pancake, I'm not hungry. You can only fight when you are full and take us out."

Hua Hu was so surprised that he couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of the little girl who was only over four years old in his arms.

Hua Hu lovingly kissed Feng Ai's little face that was flushed with cold, forced a smile and said: "Good boy, uncle is not hungry. Seeing you frozen like this, Uncle Hua feels sorry for you. Be obedient and eat the pancake quickly.

It will be warmer, and I will take you out of here as soon as daybreak."

Unexpectedly, Feng Ai refused to eat the remaining half of the pancake. Hua Hu was so moved that she burst into tears and gently took a bite of the small half of the pancake.

A sweet smile appeared on Feng Ai's little face. At this moment, a ray of fire came through the window lattice, and the noise of a group of people came from the door.

Hua Hu's face changed greatly, he gently let go of the two children, and tightly clenched the iron gun in his hand.

A soldier outside the gate of the ruined temple was heard saying loudly: "General Zuo Pian, we chased for twenty or thirty miles, but we didn't see the rebels who had escaped. Just when we returned to the road, we found the rebels' horse lying dead on the roadside. He

With two young rebels, they will definitely not be able to run far, and they will definitely be hiding in this ruined temple."

A group of soldiers held torches high and surrounded the left-leaning general to the ruined temple.

General Zuo Pian shouted loudly: "Brothers, be careful. Those anti-thief tactics are really good. They have already killed more than a dozen of our brothers."

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "No!" Judu held a torch in his left hand and a steel knife or spear in his right hand. He looked nervously at the dilapidated wooden door of the small temple.

The left general waved his hand, and a soldier took a few steps back and kicked the temple door with all his strength.

Under the strong kick of the soldier, the temple door cracked into many pieces. At the same time, the soldier let out a scream and suddenly took off. After drawing an arc in the air, he fell heavily again.

He fell down into the snow.

All the soldiers were shocked. Under the light of the torch, they saw a pool of blood flowing out from the chest of the soldier who had just fallen on the snow on the dazzling white snow. In the blink of an eye, the blood was frozen by the cold weather.

It turned purple-black, and under the reflection of the torch light, it looked particularly weird, making people feel terrified.

General Zuo Pian shouted loudly: "Brothers, the rebel is in this temple. He was injured. We brothers swarmed in and captured the rebel. Lord Zhongchang Shizong will definitely be richly rewarded!"

When the soldiers heard General Zuo Pian's order, they immediately became energetic, shouted, and swarmed into the ruined temple.

In the lightning flash, two or three more soldiers fell into a pool of blood. After a burst of weapons clashing and screams, the ruined temple suddenly became deathly silent.

General Zuo Pian held a spear in his hand and carefully entered the ruined temple with the support of several soldiers around him.

A dozen soldiers held torches and looked at the corner of the ruined temple in horror. The general on the left looked up and saw an old man sitting on the ground in the flickering light of the torches, his face pale, but still holding a gun in one hand.

, don’t be angry and be proud.

Behind the old man, the young faces of two children were secretly exposed from under the old man's arms, looking at everything in front of them in horror.

General Zuo Pian clapped his hands and said: "Rebel, you have good martial arts skills and a majestic air. You look like a man in the army. How can you kill my soldiers to protect those two scoundrels?"

The old man had just resigned from old age and returned home. He happened to meet General Hua Hu, who had fled with Feng Lang and his children after Feng's family was executed. He coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood and said: "General Feng has been there since Hou Yan defected to our great Wei Kingdom."

, he is loyal to Emperor Taiwu. His younger brother, General Feng Miao, led an army of 100,000 people to attack the powerful enemy Rouran in the north. Although there were rumors that he was defeated and surrendered to the enemy, how could he hastily declare an order to kill the three Feng clan before it was confirmed?"

General Zuo Pian sneered: "Rebel, from what you say, it seems that the Feng family is kind to you. Although you are quite old and wearing a green cloth robe, you don't look like an ordinary commoner. Now you

You are seriously injured and your death is imminent. If you know the truth, hand over those evil pair and I can leave you with a complete corpse!"

Hua Hu waved the silver gun in his hand and said angrily: "With just a few of you, it's probably not easy to kill me. It's just a pity that I followed General Feng Chong to guard the border for the Wei Kingdom for many years and killed countless enemies.

I didn’t die on the battlefield, but now I’m going to die at the hands of you guys!”
Chapter completed!