In the early morning, everyone was still sleeping and having sweet dreams. Suddenly, everyone heard a burst of inexplicable and nervous drumbeats that were both familiar and unfamiliar. People who woke up in an instant knew that the enemy was coming outside Huangmao City...

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At the same time, outside Huangmao City, the group of common people that Xiao Wenye had seen before were seen.

"Mom, get up, get up, we have to run, run quickly...".

"Wow, wow, wow wow...".

"Son, it can't be done, it can't be done, mother can't run anymore, son, mother is old and can't run anymore, you go, go quickly, take your nephew and leave quickly, leave me alone, go!".

"mother!".

With pursuers behind him and an exhausted mother in front of him, his ears were filled with the cries and screams of his fellow refugees, mixed with the cries of the babies in his arms. Jiang Jun had never felt as desperate as he did now.

The nephew in his arms was crying desperately with his young voice, as if he was crying for his dead parents, for those relatives who had no time to escape, for the destroyed military camp, for him, for himself...

Jiang Jun hugged the only flesh and blood left by his third sister with one hand, thinking about the three sisters and brother-in-law who died overnight, and his grandmother who hugged the enemy's thigh tightly and gave him a glimmer of life with her own life.

Jiang Jun glared hatefully at the enemy troops behind him, who were chasing them not far or near, as if they were treating the refugees in front of them like mice. He was filled with anger and hatred, but he could do nothing about it.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears of disappointment, Jiang Jun reached out to drag his mother who was lying on the ground.

"Mom, if you keep persisting, we will reach Huangmaocheng ahead. Let's just keep persisting, Mom! Even if it's just for my nephew and me, just keep persisting!".

All his relatives are dead, leaving only his nephew in his arms and his mother who is holding tightly in his hand. If he loses it again, he will have no relatives...

When Jiang's mother heard her son's words, she couldn't help but feel regretful in her heart.

She regrets and hates it!

If she had known that the Fuxing Army Corps would be in disaster after this, why didn't she support her son and lead the whole family to follow Mr. Xiao to Huangmaocheng?

If they had gone together, wouldn't my mother-in-law have had to die tragically? Wouldn't my three daughters and son-in-law, plus those grandchildren, have not had to die tragically?

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu away

Such a realization made Jiang's mother confused. She cried out in hatred, waved her hands, and beat her chest fiercely.

Jiang Jun looked at his mother's appearance and saw that the people who were fleeing around him were rushing past them. Only a few survivors of the military camp who were behind the formation were left. Jiang Jun did not dare to delay any longer.

He exhausted all his strength and carelessly picked up his stunned mother, dragging her with him. He did not bother to coax the child in his arms. He gritted his teeth and relied only on the belief in his heart to support him.

He ran forward mechanically and numbly with his legs that had lost all feeling for a long time.

It's almost, it's almost, Huang Maocheng is ahead. Once there, he will be able to see his idol, and everyone will be saved...

Listen, is that the sound of drums coming in the wind?

Look, the clouds rising high on the city wall are the smoke of war?

Great, the soldiers on the city wall must know that they are coming, right? They must know that they can be saved...

When Jiang Jun and the other refugees who were chased by the enemy army looked like bereft dogs, they thought with great expectation that they had finally been rescued and saw a way out. Behind them, the black and dense five armies were...

Hanging behind them, far or near, moving forward, moving forward, and moving forward again.

"Captain, do we have to follow you so far and not so close? All of our sons are warriors. They will destroy the city when encountering it, and kill the enemy when encountering it. It is just a big city in Huangmao, Guizhou. I am willing to personally lead the warriors into battle.

To lay waste to Huangmao City for the captain, take the head of Yao Chong and serve it to the captain with wine."

"Gulu, don't be anxious. Look, how beautiful the two-legged sheep in Guizhou look in panic? Hahahaha..." The Hun captain looked ahead and finished laughing with a sneer in his mouth.

His subordinates, who didn't understand what he meant at all, didn't respond. The man couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that he was really boring.

"Gulu, the Guizhou people have a very good saying, which is to worry about not being able to eat hot tofu. This time our five departments have united, and our Huwei Shan has made a big decision. Although I cannot be like the wise kings on the left and right,

Lead our warriors to destroy the rich cities of Guizhou, but we can also share the worries of our great Chanyu."

"Yes, yes, what the Captain said is right, but Gulu doesn't understand. Captain, with our military strength, it is not a big problem to capture Huangmao City in one fell swoop. Why do we want to kill those weak and incompetent Daqian people instead?"

If the sheep are driven to Huangmaocheng, aren't they helping them?"

"Gulu, I usually ask you to read more books and learn about the culture of Da Qian, but you just don't listen. In the future, we will rule Da Qian. How can we not understand the thoughts and culture of the ants? Our great

Shan Yutian Khan is right, only by understanding them better can we better control them and rule them."

Gulu, who was taught a lesson by Captain Zuo, was a rough man. He was good at fighting, but what kind of culture was this? Well, he was illiterate.

Gulu really couldn't understand the thoughts of his leader, but fortunately, he was an obedient and conscientious subordinate.

The Commander-in-Chief next to him has always been a loyal supporter of their Shanyu. This time he followed their words of conquering the Khan of Heaven in order to pacify Da Qian and become the king of Guizhou.

In fact, what the captain who knew the inside story did not say clearly was that the goal of their attack this time was no longer to simply conquer the city, nor to simply attack a few grass fields and rob some gold and silver treasures, rice grains, cloth stamps, women and livestock.

It's not just a matter of asking the king of Guizhou to bow his head, cede a little bit of land, and compensate for some treasures.

Their Huwei Shanyu sent his troops south this time, in order to directly seize the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty and destroy him in one fell swoop!

For the sake of this great unification, they made a big show of force and even lured them with huge profits. They united with other surrounding tribes to launch an attack on Da Qian.

It's a pity that the Guizhou people, or the Han people, are really magical creatures and they can't be killed in a hundred attacks.

This has been deduced from decades or even hundreds of years to Daqian and even the past dynasties. Their Chanyus of all generations have never been able to lead their warriors to occupy this land. We can see the magic of these Han people in the Central Plains.

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This time, had they not already made arrangements and united the tribes, or even taken advantage of the death of the old emperor of Guizhou and the succession of the new emperor, their Shanyu, through the hands of spies, had figured out that the new emperor was weak and incompetent.
Chapter completed!