Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen Parting Ways

The north wind blew up heavy snow, which covered the pale full moon and was as dense as goose feathers, making it hard to keep your eyes open. The sky above the snow was pitch black, and the night owl's mournful cry could be heard from time to time. Those huge black wings hovered above the sky. Looking down from mid-air, Zhenhuang City was like a pearl in the snow-capped glacier, dazzling and shining .But at this moment, on the outside of this pearl, there is a group of ragged, yellow and emaciated people who are incompatible with the prosperity and splendor of the prosperous age, trudging with difficulty.

The piercing north wind pierced through the ragged single clothes of the aliens, and blew on their frozen purple skin like knives. The protection of the city walls and buildings, and the winter on the Hongchuan Plateau became more and more unbearable. Suddenly, the cry of a baby sounded in the team, and gradually expanded from a single sound, gradually spreading to the entire team. A "whoosh" whip sounded suddenly, and the general on the horse stepped forward with a gloomy expression, and shouted sharply: "Shut up!" However, how could those ignorant babies obey his orders, the crying continued, the general frowned, and immediately rode into the crowd, bent down and snatched a baby from a young woman's arms, tall Lift it up, and then slam it to the ground with a bang!

"Ah!" The ear-piercing screams sounded suddenly, and the child's mother exclaimed, kneeling on the ground suddenly, hugging the child who was no longer able to make a sound, and crying loudly. The general's eyes were sharp, and he flicked across the faces of the refugees from other races like a falcon. Wherever he went, there was silence. Under the dark sky, only the mournful cry of the young woman remained.The general drew out his long knife and cut off the woman's spine with a swipe. Blood splashed and sprinkled on the pale snow. Chu Qiao's breathing suddenly became stagnant, she bit her lips tightly, and suddenly exerted strength with her hands, she was about to rush out.

"You don't want to die?" The bright-eyed young man hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "They are the army of the Wei Clan, don't act rashly." "Here it is." The general in black armor and black fur said to his subordinates in a deep voice, and the soldiers wearing cold iron helmets quickly got off their horses, pulled out the sabers at their waists with a swipe, pulled the ropes, and were tied up. The refugees who lived on both feet fell to their knees. The general's eyes were gloomy, his eyes were like knives, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he slowly uttered a word: "Kill!"

The sound of "swish" was heard in unison, the young soldiers' complexions were iron, without blinking their eyes, dozens of heads immediately rolled down and landed on the thick snow, warm blood spurted out from their cavities , merged into a fishy stream, but was frozen by the cold air in an instant. The child bit his lower lip tightly, hid behind the snowy slope and watched the killing that was so close at hand, his heart was tightly clenched.Her eyes were so bright, like bright stars, but there was such a heavy light shining in them, fierce and angry, monstrous anger.Yan Xun's hands were a little cold, although he was still holding her tightly, but there was an emotion flowing in his blood, which made him hardly dare to turn his head to look into the child's eyes, the small body under his arms exuded a The heat almost burned his hand.

He watched the rulers of the empire hang the butcher's knives high over the heads of those civilians again and again, and he felt that what they chopped off was not their heads, but their own beliefs.The stubbornness that has existed in the heart for too many years has been peeled off layer by layer, leaving nowhere to hide. When the saber was swung down, blood spattered everywhere. The faces of the civilians of other races were calm, without any fear of facing death. Chu Qiao clearly saw that it was not the extreme numbness of fear, nor the despair without any hope, but more It's not a self-defeating self-abandonment that knows no luck, but a kind of stubborn stubbornness and hatred.Everyone was very quiet, no crying, no cursing, even the children in the old man's arms were very well-behaved, they opened their eyes, watching the same people die one by one under the executioner's knife, their eyes were bright, but And secretly rolling huge waves.

That is the hatred that the gods of the Nine Heavens would be afraid of, and the Shura of the Underground would retreat from it. The anger and hatred that had been suppressed in his heart slowly grew out, and the child's fists were tightly clenched, like a bloodthirsty little wolf. At this moment, there was a sudden rush of hooves in the distance, together with the man's eager and angry shout: "Stop! Stop!" The snow-white war horse quickly approached, and the young man turned over and jumped off, frantically swung his whip on the wrist of the soldier with the knife, blocked the refugees, and shouted angrily at the general: "Mu He, what are you doing?" ?”

"Major General Shu Ye, I have obeyed the military order and am killing the rebels." The general frowned slightly when he saw the man, but he still got off his horse and saluted respectfully, and said in a deep voice. "Troublers?" Shu Ye's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, pointing angrily at the old and weak women and children all over the ground, and said sharply, "Who are the rioters? They? Who gave you the right, who allowed you to do this?" Mu He's complexion remained unchanged, like a stubborn stone: "Major General, it is the order of the Shengjin Palace, the order personally requested by your uncle, Lord Wei, the document signed by the Elder's House, and personally approved by your elder brother, the Emperor's Governor." Scarlet letter, the patriarchs of the entire Wei Clan discussed and made the decision, and the subordinates are only following orders."

Shu Ye was stunned for a moment, he turned his head in a daze, his eyes flicked over the faces of those refugees one by one.These foreign people who had never frowned in the face of death suddenly changed their faces when they saw Shu Ye, and could no longer hide the anger in their eyes. An old woman suddenly stood up, ignoring both sides. The soldiers rushed over, yelling: "You liar! Shameless betrayer! The gods will punish you!" A long knife suddenly slashed down on the woman's waist, and the blood flowed from the blood groove of the battle knife. The woman's waist was almost cut in two, and her body fell powerlessly on the ground, but she still used it. With the last strength, he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on Shu Ye's white robe, and cursed with a grinning smile: "A ghost... a ghost will not...let...let go..."

Shu Ye's face was ashen, and the thick phlegm was hanging disgustingly on the hem of his robe, but he didn't wipe it off, he just pressed his lips tightly, looking at the messy corpses and countless pairs of eyes full of hatred. "Major General," Mu He sighed, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "The empire has no spare money to support these people, and the Council of Elders will not fund the construction of houses for them. You are a descendant of the Wei family, and you must respect your family's dignity." willingness to safeguard the interests of the family.”

Huge waves were rampaging in Shu Ye's chest, his eyes were blood red, and he remained silent.Mu He frowned, waved to the soldiers, and nodded slightly.The soldiers took the order and immediately raised their swords to continue killing. "Bad guys!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded, and at the end of the crowd, a small face suddenly lifted from the arms of the mother, with no tears on the face, but a pair of eyes that were red, shouting loudly: "Liar, you said you would bring us to the imperial capital to live in a airtight house, you said you would make everyone fed and clothed, you said..." The sharp bow and arrow were shot out in an instant, and General Mu He's arrow technique was precise. In the blink of an eye, he ended the words that the child was going to say. The shot was shot from the mouth, and the blood dripped out from the back of the head! "Do it!" Mu He drew out his saber and shouted angrily. "stop!" The young major general suddenly collapsed in the child's bloody words, rushed forward desperately, and pushed the two soldiers away.Mu He said angrily: "Grab the major general!" Several soldiers rushed forward immediately, using fighting techniques to hold Shu Ye tightly. The inhuman massacre started immediately, with blood flowing and muddy, and the piercing screams of eagles and venoms came from above, which added a breath of death to this horrific massacre.A huge pit was dug, and thousands of dead bodies were thrown into it. The sand quickly filled up. Soldiers rode their horses back and forth on it, trampling it back and forth, and snow fell like goose feathers. The blood-red covering of the ground, together with those shady crimes and ugliness that lost their humanity, were deeply buried together. Emperor Zhenhuang was young and handsome, with a prominent family background and a high-ranking nobleman lost his composure in front of his subordinates, and lost his mind because of a group of low-status pariahs. "Major General," Mu He stepped forward, looked at the man staring at the snowy ground with straight eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You shouldn't be like this, they are all a lowly race, with lowly blood running down their bodies, don't you You should disobey Mr. Wei because of them. Your uncle has high expectations of you, without you, the disciples of Wei Clan in Dianjiangtang will be leaderless, and we are all waiting for you to come back." Seeing that the major general didn't respond, Mu He sighed softly, led the brigade back, and the horses galloped forward. After a long while, they were no longer seen on the wasteland. The man stood there for a long time, and the sky was covered with heavy snow. This Zhengyuan Festival was actually so cold. The two children hiding behind the snow slope were surprised to see the noble Major General of the Wei Clan suddenly kneel down facing the vast land, kowtowed heavily in the direction of those dead creatures, then got on his horse and galloped away neatly. For a long time, the heavy snow still had no intention of stopping at all. The child moved his frozen hands and feet, and walked forward staggeringly. "What are you doing?" Yan Xun was startled, and stood up in astonishment. The child turned his head, his face was calm, but there was a sharp coldness flashing in his eyes: "I am a lowly race, with lowly blood flowing on my body, you and I shouldn't stand together, since we are on different roads, don't let me go!" It's better to part ways sooner." The cold moon is bleak, and the child's figure is so young, but Yan Xun watched from a distance, but suddenly felt that her back is tall and straight, and she can prop up this decadent world.The snow was like cotton, and a line of footprints on the snow gradually pulled away, heading straight towards the heart of the Great Xia Empire.