159. Chapter 159(1/2)
Xiao Yongjia's eyes fell on the eyes of the man who was holding him, and looked at him with all his eyes. The real sense of familiarity suddenly came towards her like a tide, but his hands and feet were still unable to move. He only looked at the bearded and slimmed face in front of him, covered in wind and frost.
It was this person. She took the child and waited for his arrival. After waiting for so long, when she was almost desperate, he finally came.
"Aling, you don't recognize me anymore?"
Gao Qiao repeated his words anxiously.
Tears slowly burst out from Xiao Yongjia's eyes. He suddenly lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit his shoulder.
This mouthful seemed to have used all her strength, her teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh, and a faint salty smell suddenly appeared between her lips and tongue.
But she still had no loose teeth. It seemed that only in this way could she vent all the grievances, resentments and pains that she had accumulated over the past few years.
Gao Qiao's hand stopped. He lowered his head and looked at the motionless figure lying on his shoulder. The anxious look on his face disappeared, and the corners of his eyes turned red.
He endured the pain of his shoulder being gnawed by sharp teeth, hugged her body more and more tightly, and said to his wife in his arms, "Aling, I'm late, I'm asking you to suffer, I'll take you away..."
Xiao Yongjia's tears were filled with her eyelashes. She closed her eyes, loosened her teeth, pushed Gao Qiao away, raised her sleeves and quickly wiped away the surging tears from her face, looked at Xiaoqi, who was standing aside, looking up at her and Gao Qiao, and pulled up his hand, choked and said, "Let's go."
Gao Qiao turned his head to look at Xiao Qi, and the moment his eyes fell on his little face, he could no longer move away.
"My mother, is he my Aye?"
Xiaoqi looked at the man in front of him, hesitated for a while, and asked his mother softly.
Xiao Yongjia nodded: "Yes, he is your Aye."
Xiaoqi suddenly opened his pure and bright eyes wide, with a surprised and joyful expression on his face, and looked at Gao Qiao without blinking.
Gao Qiao could no longer hold it back, and his eyes became extremely wet at this moment.
He bent down and picked up his son from the ground. Before he could take a few more glances at his appearance, he raised his hand and rubbed his little head, pressing his face against his chest, and whispered to his wife: "The guards outside have been killed, and the way out has been arranged. Let's leave quickly."
He said, glanced at Murong Zhe on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and a murderous intent finally emerged in his eyes.
Xiao Yongjia sighed: "Forget it, there is no need to kill her, let's go."
Gao Qiao glanced at her, hugged Xiaoqi tightly with his arm, held his wife's hand with his other hand, took her with her, and walked out quickly through the bodies of several Hun soldiers who were lying on the ground.
The night was dark, but the firelight in the direction of the city gate did not have any momentum of decreasing. Not far away, the fire sticks were dotted, and the barracks were still continually dispatching troops to the city gate.
"Where is the person? Is he dead? Isn't he bringing him out yet!"
A roar came with the wind.
When several Hun soldiers holding fire sticks rushed towards this direction under the leadership of the leader, they were behind them, in the distance of the barracks, a fire suddenly appeared in the dark northeast corner.
That direction is the grain warehouse.
The soldiers who remained in the camp clamored loudly and rushed over, as if they had made an appointment. Almost at the same time, the northwest corner of the opposite side suddenly caught fire in the direction of the stable.
The weather is dry and there has been no rain for many days. The food and grass stored are all dry. With the help of wind, when the soldiers arrive, there are already a lot of fires in front of them and there is no convenient water source nearby. How can I put out the fire? I can only watch the fires beating and running around, just in vain.
The fire became stronger and stronger, and it would be fine if it was about to affect the nearby barracks. What was even worse was the thousands of horses locked in the stables, forced by the raging fires around them, raised their hooves and neighed, and struggled to break free from the reins.
A large fence was dragged to the ground by a herd of horses, and the top of the stable collapsed. In the fire, countless frightened horses ran out of the stable and fled in all directions. The Hun soldiers could not dodge and were knocked to the ground by the oncoming horses. The horse's hooves were like raindrops, trampled through their bodies and heads and faces, with their heads and blood flowing, and they were slightly injured, with broken bones and broken legs everywhere, and screams came one after another.
Many horses rushed out after breaking out of the reins, and their ponytails caught fire. The tent ignited again while running. The fire took advantage of the wind and in a short while, the entire barracks fell into a sea of fire.
Even if the Heavenly King comes to Chengguan to command, it will be useless.
Under the fierce attack launched by Li Mu, the city gate was in danger, and the disaster here never came alone. The leader who was ordered to come forward to ask for help knew something was wrong. He didn't care about anything else and rushed to the place where the princess was locked upside down. With the light of the fire, he saw the bodies of several guards standing upside down on the ground outside. His face changed drastically and he rushed in.
"Not good, people ran away-"
The sound of the wind, the sound of the horses, and the roar of the Huns neighing, followed the flames and rushed into the night sky, and it did not dissipate for a long time.
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Gao Qiao had long been imprinted with the distribution of the roads and posts in the barracks. He carried Xiao Qi on his shoulders and took Xiao Yongjia from the pre-selected road. He took advantage of the chaos of the barracks and headed out. On the way, he killed several Hun soldiers who had accidentally jumped over to avoid the trampling of the horses. As planned, he successfully sneaked out.
Under the moonlight, between two peaks, a small path winds forward.
After setting the fire, Gao Qi and the rest of their subordinates made an appointment with Gao Qiao to meet at the end of the trail. There, the horses were ready.
The fire sea and the Huns' calls were left behind. Gao Qiao and his wife and children walked quickly on the sheep's intestines in the mountains. The shadows of trees were swaying and the rocks were rugged. He felt that Xiao Qi's small hands, which were holding his neck, were tighter and tighter, and his furry little head was also getting closer and closer to him, and finally he pressed tightly against his chin, motionless.
It was the silent intimacy and dependence from the child in his arms.
He came to the world in the midst of war. Because of his father's negligence, he followed his mother and was imprisoned from the first day he came to this world.
Just before tonight, when Gao Qiao looked at the figures of his mother and son in the dark, deep in his heart, there was no longer any fear of guilt mixed with timidity.
He was once the prime minister of the Dayu Kingdom and the head of the Gao family. He believed that he was worthy of the sky and did not bow to the earth, and he had already done his duty as much as he could.
But as a husband and a father of a child, he owe much.
He had prayed to the heaven countless times that praying to mercy would give him another chance to make up for his former debt to his wife. But when this moment of his dream really came, he became timid again. He didn't know how to face his wife and children. He was afraid that he would not get his wife's forgiveness, and in the mind of that child, his father was an unbearable existence.
However, God treated him well in the end. How lucky he was to be able to get a wife like this and a beautiful child like this.
All the worries that had been before disappeared completely at this moment.
A wave of warm current flowed out from his chest.
He quietly adjusted his posture of holding Xiaoqi so that he could be more comfortable in his arms.
"Can you still move?"
He whispered to his wife.
Xiao Yongjia gasped slightly and shook his head: "I can move."
“It’s almost here.”
Xiao Yongjia nodded to her husband and smiled slightly.
The mottled moonlight shone from the shadows of the trees and reflected on her face.
Her face was as bright as before, but she looked much thinner than before.
Gao Qiao silently grabbed her hand and took her with her and was about to continue moving forward, but suddenly, his steps stopped.
There was a burly figure in front of the valley, just in the middle of the weedy path, like a sudden rock pillar.
The moonlight shone, and the man was covered with black cloth, with no face, but only a pair of eyes flashed in the night. More than a dozen shadows of followers were quietly flashing out from the trees and rocks on both sides of the road, standing behind the man, completely blocking the way.
Xiaoqi suddenly turned his head. Gao Qiao felt his nervousness and immediately patted his back gently, said softly, and then gently put him on the ground, protecting the mother and son behind him.
There was not much road left here to the place to meet. Seeing that it was about to arrive, another person blocking the way came halfway.
Gao Qiao knew that the opposite side should not be in the same group as the Huns. He was unable to determine what the other party was from.
But it is certain that the other party seems to have been waiting here for a long time, and it is an enemy, not a friend.
He stared at the masked man opposite him, pressing one hand on the hilt of the sword.
The man didn't say a word. After looking at Gao Qiao for a moment, two sparkling gazes fell on Xiao Yongjia behind him. After a moment, he spoke, "Leave her and I will let you and your son leave." His voice was hoarse and extremely unpleasant.
Gao Qiao said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The man refused and said, "Gao Qiao, command the troops, you may be able to deal with me, but in terms of martial arts, you are definitely not my opponent. I don't want to make things difficult for you. If you do what I say, I will never go back on your word."
A trace of anger flashed through Gao Qiao's eyes, and his eyes glanced at the other party. In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his heart.
This masked man, I don’t know what his origin is, and I don’t know why he threatened Xiao Yongjia, but obviously, he was a strong enemy, not to mention that he still had more than a dozen subordinates.
If I were alone, I would fight with the other party. Looking back on my past half my life, I have never seen such a strong storm. How could I be afraid of these only ten enemies in front of me?
But at this moment, behind him was Xiao Yongjia and his son.
Without a single blow, what he considered first was to ensure the safety of her and her son.
This place is not far from the convergence arranged in front. As long as they can hold these people back, Gao Qi and the others will naturally find them when they see that they have not arrived at the agreed time.
Gao Qiao turned his head and whispered to Xiao Yongjia and take Xiao Qi to the mountain wall. He slowly pinched the hilt of the sword and said coldly: "A rat who dares not even show his head and face, and hides his head and tail, dares to speak like this. Whether he is an opponent or not, you will know if he has tried it."
Xiao Yongjia, who was behind him, suddenly bent down, leaned into Xiaoqi's ear, told him to stand and not move, took a step forward, stood side by side with Gao Qiao, and said, "My husband just asked you who is, why don't you?"
The masked man doesn't speak.
"If you don't say it, let me guess."
She said slowly: "The civil strife occurred in the Southern Dynasties. The Murong brothers and sisters took advantage of the opportunity of my husband being busy helping the people and defending Jiankang and took me to the place where the Xianbei people in the north. In recent years, a lot of things have happened. My husband has been looking for my mother and son. Now he has finally found it and my family has been reunited, but you suddenly appeared here. You and the Huns are not in the same group, but they are not a temporary intention, but have been secretly spying on them for a long time. Otherwise, you would not have happened so by chance that you would have appeared here to block the way."
"You are masked with a scarf and refuse to reveal your identity, which means that you and my husband have old age, at least they know each other."
"You rely on the large number of people to threaten to detain me. Is your purpose the same as that of Emperor Liu Jian of Xiliang, who is to use me to threaten Li Mu?"
"How can a real man rely on a woman to control the situation? You think I..."
The masked man paused.
"Do you think I will do such shameless things like Murong for Liu Jian and those shameless people?" His tone was a little proud.
Xiao Yongjia nodded slightly: "I respect your backbone. But what is your purpose? I heard you just now, and it seems that as long as I stay, you will really let him go, both of you. I am confused. Although I am the eldest princess of the Southern Dynasty, the one who is in power in the Southern Dynasty is Empress Dowager Gao. My identity has changed early and has no value for use. You have spent so much effort to follow and ambush all the way, just to detain me? I think about it, maybe it is because you and I have had a grudge in the past, and you want to take revenge on me..."
"No, you misunderstood, I have no intention of this-"
As Xiao Yongjia spoke, the masked man's emotions were no longer as unrestrained as he was at the beginning, and gradually became excited. Hearing her speaking like this, he immediately took a step forward and denied it.
"Without using me to control the war like Liu Jian, nor having a grudge, then if you want to detain me, what is the goal?"
The masked man seemed to be speechless for a moment.
To be continued...