Chapter 605 Chaoyang and Mu Huaicheng border crossing
Being dragged into the camp and humiliated, Murong Ling suppressed herself from making a sound.
Lying on the ground with her clothes disheveled, she didn't come back to her senses until Geshu Danka left.
Living like this... seems like it would be better to die.
Walking out of the tent with trembling legs, Murong Ling wiped the blood from her mouth and limped to the haystack.
Mu Di's eyes, which were also dim and lifeless, condensed a strange light for a moment when he saw Murong Ling, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Senior, let's go quickly..."
Mu Di passed through the tribe's cook camp and followed Murong Ling.
Murong Ling had already figured out the route, but if he escaped, he might not be able to return to Fengtian alive.
"Senior, let's go..." Murong Ling stopped and smiled at Mu Di.
Moody's eyes twitched and his voice was hoarse. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to live..."
"There is nothing wrong with wanting to live, but it is wrong to sell your soul by any means necessary." Murong Ling lowered her eyes, her voice seemed to be heard only by herself.
"Aren't you going to run away?" Mu Di could tell that Murong Ling was a woman from Fengtian.
"I...can't escape." Murong Ling's eyes became redder and redder, and tears welled up.
She can't escape.
"Run away quickly, I will buy you time to escape..." Murong Ling smiled, turned around and ran back.
Moody stood in the snow, his bare feet numb and unconscious, blood dripping down the remaining iron chains. After a long time, he turned around and ran towards Fengtian like crazy.
After running for a while, he fell to the ground.
After being silent for a long time, Mu Di looked up at the gray sky. It has been more than ten years...
He has not seen the sky outside for more than ten years.
Looking back at the barbarian tribe camp, he had been trapped in this hell for more than ten years, and now he was rescued... but he didn't even ask the little girl's name.
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"Where are the people? The people in the dungeon escaped!"
"Come here! The people in the dungeon have escaped!"
Not long after Moody ran out, the barbarians discovered that he had run away.
Shouting in panic, everyone gathered and prepared to chase.
"Who is it?" Mu Jingyan and Qi Shaocheng had just discovered the dungeon, but there was no one inside.
"Could it be Mu Di..." Qi Shaocheng's voice was trembling, not caring about the danger of being discovered.
"Find someone first..." Mu Jingyan couldn't give Qi Shaocheng an answer.
"There are spies, catch them!"
The barbarians rushed towards Mu Jingyan and Qi Shaocheng. There were many of them.
Mu Jingyan looked around with cold eyes and killed several barbarians with his backhand, and it seemed that no blood could stain his clothes.
"Fight quickly and retreat!" Mu Jingyan said in a deep voice.
Qi Shaocheng looked at the direction the barbarians were chasing and was very anxious.
He didn't know if it was Moody. He was both hopeful and afraid...
Sixteen years...
It’s been sixteen years!
If Moody had been alive, how much torture he would have suffered.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
Suddenly, the main camp tent caught fire, and the food and grass camp also burned.
Murong Ling held a torch in his hand and lit all the food and grass that the barbarians had stolen, shouting madly. "Even if it is destroyed, you are not worthy! You robbers! Bandits! Dirty and lowly barbarians..."
Murong Ling's whole body was trembling. This was probably the bravest time in her life.
Geshu Danka looked at Murong Ling with full anger. "You are looking for death!"
Murong Ling smiled and threw the torch on the ground. She knew that she would definitely die.
"Even if you kill me, it won't change your barbarian tribe's... bad roots in your bones. You are just shameless bandits..."
The barbarians had surrounded Murong Ling, and an arrow penetrated her chest.
Unable to hold on, she fell to the ground. Murong Ling looked at the gray sky with a smile on her lips.
It's snowing again...
Winter is coming.
She was finally free.
No, no more living in such a humble way.
There is nothing wrong with living, and there is nothing wrong with living desperately. Her mistake was... she made the wrong choice.
When Xiao Junze didn't want her, God actually gave her another salvation and choice.
Although Jing Li imprisoned her and locked her up, he was really kind to her and was the only one who really wanted to keep her alive.
Her life was begged by Jing Li, but she didn't cherish it.
She was wrong, if she could choose again.
From the beginning, she should not have deceived Xiao Junze.
From the beginning, she should have seen the boy hiding in the corner, giving her medicine, watching her hurt, and watching her cry.
It turned out that it was not until death came that she realized that she was not incapable of love. The person she had loved was not Xiao Junze... but Jing Li.
Unfortunately, she understood it too late.
"Hang me on the city gate! Bitch!" Geshu Danka scolded angrily and had the dying Murong Ling hung on the city gate.
In the distance, Mu Jingyan and Qi Shaocheng took advantage of the chaos to escape, frowning at the dozen corpses hanging on the gate of the barbarian tribe, all of which were the bones of people captured in Fengtian...
"I'm going to kill them!" Qi Shaocheng's eyes were red and his hand holding the sword made a rattling sound.
Barbarians are like wild beasts. In their eyes, captives are not human beings at all.
"Save your life and fight again on the battlefield." Mu Jingyan said in a low voice and left with numb fingers.
He thought that he could face everything calmly.
But facing the barbarians, the blood in his bones was boiling, and his body seemed to have long been integrated with the battlefield...
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Snowfield, battlefield.
Ge Shu Zheyu led the troops to fight, but the person leading the troops on the opposite side was neither Mu Huaicheng nor any general, but the southern Xinjiang woman who poisoned him.
Jiufeng sat on the horse with only about a hundred people behind him.
"Are you here to die?" Brother Shu Zheyu gritted his teeth and said.
Feng Jiu raised her hand and shook the handbell, the corners of her mouth raised.
In an instant, Ge Shu Zheyu felt that his body was as hot as an explosion.
"Damn woman..." Brother Shu Zheyu almost fell off his horse.
"Tatar, there's a trick. There are only a hundred people on the other side! They are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain!" behind him, the subordinates said in panic.
Brother Shu Zheyu looked up at the location of Fengtian City Wall, his eyes like bloodthirsty wolves.
"Mu Huaicheng! You really have the guts to let a woman die!"
"Tada should take care of yourself first. Do you still have the strength to take action?" Jiufeng laughed sarcastically, picked up the bow and arrow neatly, drew the bow to full capacity, and shot at his brother Shu Zheyu.
Obviously, Ge Shu Zheyu was so ignited by desire that he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
"Damn it..." Brother Shu Zheyu tried hard to dodge, but Jiufeng's arrow cut his neck with a sound of piercing the air, almost killing him.
His eyes became deeper and deeper, and for the first time, Brother Shu Zheyu wanted to tear a woman into pieces.
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Outside the customs, highland.
Mu Huaicheng led his troops to ambush, and when Ge Shu Zheyu sent troops to fight, he planned to attack the tribal city and burn their food and grass.
"Brother, the time is right." Chaoyang got on his horse and raised his hand to signal.
Mu Huaicheng stretched out his hand to stop Chaoyang. "If we fight, let my brother come and stay here."
Chaoyang puffed her lips and could only obey.
Mu Huaicheng smiled helplessly. Thanks to Chaoyang's arrival this time, he came up with the idea of moving the tiger away from the mountain.
"Kill over and fight quickly. When the horn sounds, you must retreat!" Mu Huaicheng gave the military order.
"yes!"
"kill!"
Chaoyang sat on the horse and watched the soldiers who had been ambushed by Fengtian in advance went to the tribal city and killed them.
"They used the prisoners of war in Fengtian as slaves, and hung the dead people on the city gate to humiliate the Fengtian soldiers." He Gu looked at the corpse hanging on the city gate and said in a deep voice.
Chaoyang's hand holding the reins tightened. "Let's go too, at least bring those bones back... for a good burial."