Chu Xiangtian's forehead veins jumped, and he pressed Fu Tian's hand with the remaining trace of reason, and gently pecked and kissed him on his cheek.

Fu Tian held his hand and hummed a few dissatisfiedly, rubbing around his arms like a spoiled little beast.

"Be good, don't make trouble."

Chu Xiangtian couldn't even harden his tone, so he could only press the person into his arms with helplessness and indulgence, allowing Fu Tian to make trouble in his arms with dissatisfaction.

"It's too cold, it won't work here, it's easy to get infected with wind and cold."

Fu Tian let out a light hum from the tip of his nose, snuggled in his arms with his hands and feet. After a while, he put his cool hand into his clothes and touched his hard muscles.

Chu Xiangtian's breathing stagnated, his fingers tightened on his waist, and he endured it with great self-control.

Fu Tian was very attached to this feeling of blind date in the skin. The warm body temperature allowed him to confirm that Chu Xiangtian was still by his side, giving him a real sense of security.

He buried his face in the man's arms, arched his nose around until he found a comfortable position, and stopped moving. His face was pressed against Chu Xiangtian's chest, and he listened to the powerful heartbeat in his ears. He felt the warm skin in his palms, and his whole body was relieved of vigilance. He buried it relaxed in his arms and fell asleep unconsciously.

Chu Xiangtian did not move, his big hand caressed him pity and waited for the others to fall asleep for a while before he brought the hood to him, holding the reins with one hand and protecting him with the other hand and walking back slowly.

It was already dark, and there were only the lights of fire in the camp in this huge mountain.

During the period when they were away, Xue Qingshan had already put up several tents they carried with him. They brought a lot of food, but there were too many people, so they could only cook soup and drink it to warm up each person.

The accompanying guard also brought a medical skill among them, who happened to diagnose the pulse of the child with fever and prescribed the medicine again. Now the older child is standing beside the fire and decocting the medicine.

The movement of the two people returning attracted a lot of attention. Xue Qingshan had already roughly talked about Fu Tian's identity. He learned that he had insisted on it and even traveled thousands of miles from the capital to the deep mountains of the border to find someone. Everyone only felt admiration. When they saw the general who had always been furious, they almost carefully hugged the person off the horse and hugged him into the tent, they looked at each other and showed a tacitly kind smile.

Everyone was resting in the mountains for one night, and they set off early the next morning. There were not many horses left, so everyone could only walk on foot. The spy had already returned to report the message according to the road pointed out by Xue Qingshan, and then brought people back to pick him up.

Fu Tian sat on the horse, Chu Xiangtian held the reins in front of him, and the two of them gathered together from time to time and spoke in a low voice. The people around him were afraid that they would not have heard anything they should have heard, so they were far away from them.

The group of people walked and stopped for three days. On the fourth day, the army that came to pick up arrived. They guarded the group in the middle and quickly returned to Shanyu Pass.

In the city, Zhou Chuanqing personally brought people to greet him. When he saw the group of people who were depressed, he stepped forward and hammered Chu Xiangtian hard on his shoulder, "I knew you would be desperate."

Chu Xiangtian avoided him disgusted. During these days when he was away, Zhou Chuanqing was defending the city against the offensives of foreign tribes day and night. To be honest, the description at this time was not much better than Chu Xiangtian.

They all look blue at the moment, sallow complexion, and unshaven.

"I'm not here for only half a month, why are you looking like a ghost?" Chu Xiangtian didn't have enough disgust on his face, and he had to say a few more words.

Zhou Chuanqing's sorrow for reunion of his close friend was disturbed by him. He snorted unhappily and shook his hand to arrange the slaves he brought back.

"Then you take care of it yourself. Murakili is still shouting outside the city."

Fu Tian laughed aside, "Why are you angry with him?"

Chu Xiangtian shrugged and took him back to his residence, "You're used to it."

After settling Fu Tian, ​​he sent additional personnel to protect him. Then Chu Xiangtian went back with his eager generals to discuss the war. Muraqili made a giant tree and climbed the city ladder in the past few days, and used a sea of ​​people to attack the city. If he came back two days later, the entire city would be in the midst of war.

Fu Tian was not as strong as them. After coming back, he slept for a while and then went out to see if there was any help.

After seeing this, I found that there were a lot more refugees in the city than they brought back.

Zhou Chuanqing was arranging people to count the number of people and their original hometown. Fu Tian walked over and said in surprise: "Why are there so many more people?"

Zhou Chuanqing said: "Short after you entered the mountain, the other three teams brought people back one after another." These people were all teams who had gone to chase the foreign tribes with Chu Xiangtian and the others that day. Later, they scattered themselves. They circled the mountains for a few days before they went around. Although it was inevitable that there would be losses, most people were still fine.

Only Chu Xiangtian and the others were very lucky. They caught the avalanche and somehow escaped into the deep mountains. They went around for more than ten days without going out. Zhou Chuanqing and the others sent people to find them, but the mountains were like looking for needles in a haystack, and there was no gain at all.

"I didn't expect that you found someone." Zhou Chuanqing joked: "It's said that disaster has been passed down for thousands of years, and the ancients really did not deceive me."

Fu Tian smiled and helped him count the refugee information.

Most of the rescued slaves were kidnapped by foreigners halfway, so they all knew where their home was. After they reported their names and hometowns one by one, Zhou Chuanqing would send someone to verify them one by one. If the confirmation is correct, they could send them back.

The remaining small number of people either have no relatives at home or are unwilling to go back to their hometown for other reasons.

The people who could go home couldn't help but be happy, and they didn't have the lifelessness at the beginning, they all covered their faces and burst into tears with excitement, while the small number of people who left remained silent as always.

Zhou Chuanqing looked at them and sighed, and said to his deputy beside him: "People who do not want to return home will be temporarily placed in the city, so that people can keep a close eye on it. After confirming that there are no spies from foreign tribes, let them find some livelihood in the city."

Fu Tian's eyes fell into the crowd of people who were bowing their heads and silently. The group of adults had two children in their arms. The smaller ones held their bigger legs tightly, and their dark eyes peeked out timidly.

Fu Tian looked over, and he shrank back timidly and hid behind the older child's legs.

"Do these two children have no relatives?" Fu Tian asked.

The recorder looked through the booklet and shook his head and said sympathetically: "No, the older one said that his mother was dead. They were born and raised in foreign countries."

They have seen many such situations. Young women were defiled by foreign tribes, and some would give birth to children. However, these children were not accepted by foreign tribes. Instead, like their mothers, they had to be enslaved by foreign tribes for the rest of their lives. Those who are lucky, with their mothers, can still live until they grow up. If they are not lucky, their mothers cannot stand torture to death. How long the remaining children can live depends on their luck.

These two children are very lucky, and they can still hold on after struggling in the mountains for so long.

Fu Tian thought for a while, brought two bowls of porridge over, squatted in front of a smaller person and talked to him, "Are you hungry?"

The younger child hid behind the older child, only showing half of his dirty face, staring at the porridge in Fu Tian's hand with longing and fear.

Fu Tian looked at the older child again, "You feed him, if you don't have enough food, come and serve again."

The older child stared at him silently, lowered his eyes and took the porridge bowl for a while, and said thank you in a low voice.

Fu Tian gave him the bowl of porridge, then got up and stepped back, and told the others: "These two children are still young, so take care of them if they are convenient."

Fu Tian's deeds of going into the mountain to find someone had spread in a short time. No soldier in the city knew about him now, and he was both grateful and aweful to him. He quickly agreed upon hearing this.

Not only that, when the trapped soldiers came back, they added fuel to the fire to their families, even the ordinary people spread among the ordinary people, and many people came to thank them with their chickens, ducks, fish and meat.

Not only did he thank him for saving his relatives, but he also thanked him for saving the God of War in Dachu back.

Chu Xiangtian was like a Dinghai Sword Needle in the border. As long as he was there, the people in the border would not panic. I heard that something happened to Chu Xiangtian before, and many people were ready to destroy the city. They were timid and even had to clean up their weaknesses and flee to other counties.

Now that we learned that Chu Xiangtian had returned safely, everyone was relieved and even in the mood to prepare for the New Year - Chu Xiangtian and the others were trapped in the mountains for half a month, and now they came out again. It was already the late twelfth lunar month. In a few days, it will be the New Year's Eve.

When Chu Xiangtian discussed the counterattack strategy and came over, he saw Fu Tian’s feet full of fruits and vegetables, and even a wild boar tied up his limbs lying on the ground, humming twice from time to time.

There was also an aunt carrying a vegetable basket on the side, persuading, "The Marquis should eat more meat to gain weight. This wild boar meat is the best. If you like it, we will ask the man at home to go into the mountain to catch it!"

Fu Tian twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at the fat wild boar on the ground, and forced himself to smile and politely declined, "Enough is enough, one is enough, you don't have to be so polite."
Chapter completed!