Zhang Xiaowu lowered his body and got closer, looking carefully through the moonlight. He saw a group of Wuhuan soldiers escorting the prisoners, and some Wuhuan soldiers were carrying corpses. A military flag on the ground showed the defeated Han army. Zhang Xiaowu looked carefully.
, he was suddenly shocked when he saw a familiar comrade, the captain Luo Zhen. Luo Zhen was accompanied by several Han soldiers. They were tied tightly with ropes, and behind him stood a Wuhuan soldier holding a broad sword.
Zhang Xiaowu's first thought was that they had also broken out. His second thought was that they had been caught. Seven days had passed since the day the city was broken. I don't know how many people from the 27th Regiment escaped from Tucheng, and how many people there were.
Fleeing back to the Holy Han Dynasty, Zhang Xiaowu did not dare to make a sound. He hid in the grass and observed carefully. There were about a hundred Wuhuan soldiers and more than a hundred Tatar herdsmen. Only a dozen Han prisoners of war were captured. He looked again
After a while, except for Luo Zhen, he didn't know anyone else. They should be Han soldiers who had been scattered from each battalion, rather than forming an organized group to break through.
The Wuhuan people may have been tired from walking and were resting. During this period, they were bored and humiliated the Han prisoners. They first ordered a prisoner to kneel on the ground, then asked him to bark like a dog, and then asked him to crawl like a snake. The Han prisoner crawled
He crawled and cried, causing the surrounding aliens to laugh.
The Wuhuan people also made two Han prisoners strip naked and wrestle. If the prisoners were negligent, the people around them would throw whips at them and beat them until they were badly bruised.
Perhaps the three prisoners did not resist and just did whatever they were told. The Wuhuan people found it very boring, so they walked towards the only officer prisoner, Luo Zhen.
Luo Zhen was wearing a school captain's armor and stared coldly at the Wuhuan man in front of him. The Wuhuan man grabbed his neck and lifted him up, forcing him to kneel down. Luo Zhen refused to kneel down and yelled: "Wuhuan dog"
Yi, even if I die, I am still a resounding Holy Han Heavenly Army, how can I kneel down to you, who are inferior to pigs and dogs!"
The Wuhuan people didn't understand, so the Tatar translator hurriedly translated Luo Zhen's words. The Wuhuan people were furious, picked up a whip and whipped Luo Zhen hard. Luo Zhen held his neck high and bore it proudly, as if the whip was hitting him.
It was like being beaten on a stone, which made the Wuhuan people furious.
A Wuhuan centurion pulled out a knife and cut Luo Zhen's left leg in the leg socket. Luo Zhen's face was so painful that he almost fell due to cramps, but he stood strong with his other leg and even laughed loudly: "It's just a dog barbarian.
But that's it!" The other Han prisoners of war burst into tears, and the prisoner who was imitating snake crawling cried: "Master Colonel, please stop resisting, I beg you, they are beasts, they will kill you."
"Lord Captain, please kneel down."
"Lord Captain, please stop resisting."
Luo Zhen angrily reprimanded: "Shut up, I would rather die standing than live on my knees." The other prisoners were too ashamed to speak. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him. They just wanted to live. They
They also have self-respect, and they are also the imperial soldiers of the Holy Han Empire.
Zhang Xiaowu clenched his fists, bit his lips and looked at Luo Zhen in the distance. He had not had much contact with him in the past, but he only felt that Luo Zhen, the captain of the nearby school, was smart and smart and was highly valued by Ding Yi. Today, Zhang Xiaowu got to know Luo Zhen again.
He would rather die than kneel down to Quan Yi, and he is truly a proud and proud man.
The Wuhuan centurion put the broad sword on Luo Zhen's neck and threatened him loudly in Wuhuan language. Luo Zhen turned his head and looked at the Wuhuan people with contempt and said: "It's just a death. I'm waiting for you. Sooner or later, someone will avenge me.
Slaughter your country, exterminate your species, and exterminate your seedlings." After saying this, Luo Zhen slammed his neck against the blade of the sword, and spurts of blood poured out, sprinkling on the face and armor of the Wuhuan centurion.
The husband couldn't help but take two steps back and looked at Luo Zhen in surprise.
The other prisoners of war raised their heads and looked at Luo Zhen in a pool of blood in disbelief. After a while, the prisoner who was imitating snake crawling rushed out first, and other prisoners of war also surrounded him. Centurion Wuhuan ordered the prisoners to be captured again.
After returning, he walked up to Luo Zhen and looked at Luo Zhen with admiration.
I don’t know what the Wuhuan centurion said. He took the ax from his subordinates and chopped off Luo Zhen’s head. He killed him. The centurion held Luo Zhen’s head and roared loudly at the prisoners. Unfortunately, a few
The prisoners of war were infected by Luo Zhen and were determined to die. They jumped up to resist and cursed, and were massacred by the Wuhuan people one after another.
"Thieves, your mother! Luo Zhen was killed by you! Jiu'er also died because of you! Wuhuan, one day, I will destroy your country and your species!" Zhang Xiaowu swore through gritted teeth.
Wuhuan's cavalry was on guard everywhere. Zhang Xiaowu was unable to save people, so he could only avoid the poplar forest and continue walking south cautiously. He had never had such a sense of belonging to the Han army before. Maybe Luo Zhen,
Maybe it's Jiu'er, maybe it's the same language and words in his heart. Now he is eager to find his own army.
After walking south for a long time, Zhang Xiaowu came across a house of a grassland herdsman. After entering, he saw three corpses. The corpses were already smelly. Because of the hot weather, the corpses were almost rotting. I don't know how long they had been dead. The house was full of corpse odor and
Fly, he hurriedly closed the door and jumped out, breathing in the fresh air outside. This herdsman family was not spared, and an unknown group of soldiers looted all the property and massacred the family.
Zhang Xiaowu didn't find any food around, but he found a litter of three-month-old puppies. He didn't know how they escaped. They were hidden in a cage and howling with hunger. He was also hungry.
The puppy hesitated for a long time, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, you guys also
If you don't have much meat, I won't eat you. I'll let you live on the grassland. It's your ability to survive, and it's your luck to die." After the puppy was released, he ran around looking for his relatives, but there were only a few other people around him.
There was no body, but there was no one left, so they followed him.
Zhang Xiaowu walked a few steps and turned around to see the puppies following him. He felt warm in his heart, but he had no choice but to starve to death. Could he feed these puppies? He was so big
He shouted: "Go back and find a way to survive on your own!" The puppies thought he was going to take them in, so they followed him happily.
Zhang Xiaowu stomped his feet to scare them, and they took half a step back, then chased after him. He continued to walk a few steps, turned around and saw the puppies following him persistently. He squatted down helplessly, and several puppies came forward.
Licking his fingers, looking at him innocently.
"I really can't feed you. I don't even know when I will starve to death. You go ahead. If you follow me, I will eat you." Zhang Xiaowu said to them. The puppies didn't understand what he said and continued to follow him.
behind him.
Zhang Xiaowu continued to walk south for an unknown amount of time. He turned around and saw that the puppy was gone, maybe dead. At this time, the sky gradually turned dark, and he suddenly lost his sense of direction and could only walk numbly. He
After climbing through grassy hills and forests, we finally came to another patch of woods, and we could hear the trickle of a river nearby.
This should not be the Jialan River, and the sound of water is not as loud as the rolling waves of the Jialan River. The Jialan River floods every June and July, and dries up in September and October. When the river dries up, it is the time of the decisive battle.
Anyone who is running for his life hopes to encounter the woods the most. Not only can he find some things in the woods, but the wormwood in the forest is also good for hiding. Zhang Xiaowu strode forward with the wormwood flowing for a while, and came to a patch of trees.
A sparse place. Suddenly, he vaguely heard some sounds, as if someone was talking somewhere, but the wind was too loud, and he was not sure whether it was a human or a beast.
If it was a grass wolf, it would be really unlucky. He would rather be killed by the Wuhuan people than be cut into pieces and eaten by grass wolves. So he immediately squatted on the ground, stretched his neck and put his hands next to his ears.
Carefully collecting the sounds in the air. After carefully identifying the direction, Zhang Xiaowu judged that the faint sound was coming from deep in the woods.
He slowly leaned in and his voice became more careful, but it was hard to tell if the voice was from a holy man or in some other language, it always felt a bit weird.
"Maybe it's a dialect. The dialect of the Yizhou generation in the south is like the language of a fucking bird. Even my own people can't understand it." He continued to hunch closer. But the closer he got, the more he felt that the sound was wrong.
It is not the southern dialect of the Shenghan people.
