On the snow field, there are dense crowds of people surging.

The large group of people, supporting the elderly and young, went south. These people were all people in Yunzhong, who originally depended on Yunzhongcheng to spend the winter. When Yunzhongcheng was about to die, in order to survive, they could only follow Liu Wuzhou to surrender.

People in the clouds have always grown in the harshest environment, and even the people are more tenacious than ordinary people. When the Turks invaded, they would be strong and clear, follow the army and fight with them. They would rely on the city of Yunzhong to survive in winter, even if they live in the land, they would be able to give oral food to them. But they would still be happy and disliked every day.

But now, these people are taciturn and just staggering southward. Among the crowds, only the occasional crying of children can be heard.

The people in the clouds have a cruel environment and life and death are impermanent. But they have a sense of pride. The Turks are on the side and invade every year. But they still guard the land of their ancestors and block the Turks again and again. The Heng'an Yingyang Mansion, composed of men in the clouds, is also the most elite teacher in the world.

But this pride was shattered with Liu Wuzhou's yell at the sacrificial voice!

Even if it is just the people, they still feel extremely humiliated.

But what is the solution? No matter how strong an enemy is, he can still fight to the death with his blade. But the good man with great ability can only stare to death with his eyes and starve to death. Looking at the baby with a dirty face, he can only hang down his head that has been high all the time!

Around this brigade of people, Heng'an Yingyang soldiers guarded the soldiers. These soldiers also walked silently. They either immediately or step down to cover the front, back and left and right of the brigade of people. The baggage carriage was also mixed with the people's team. The brigade was loaded with the only little food and fodder left, but the thin horses that had already lost weight seemed overwhelmed.

Whenever the brigade stopped, stoves were simply built on the wasteland or on the mountain road, and the people picked up dead branches and began to rebel. Whether it was Heng'an Yingshang's soldiers or the people, everyone's food was the same.

It turns out that even if the military and civilian divisions are limited, there are still some. The people in the clouds are fierce and conflicts are not rare. But now, there are almost no barriers. Everyone is struggling to travel south in this snow, taking care of each other until they walk to Wang Rengong.

At this time, it was time for dusk to come again. The large group of people stopped early and began to settle down in the shelter. They saw that they were about to enter the mountains and marched in the snow, and they could roar in the snow. No one knew what fate would be the tens of thousands of people or even the entire Heng'an Yingyang Mansion to travel through the vast mountains.

The people settled down and prepared to rest for a night, accumulate energy and energy to deal with the unexpected going deep into the mountains. The food that was reduced a few days ago was doubled today. There were stoves everywhere, fires everywhere, and the aroma of food was emitting everywhere. The people seemed to have forgotten the danger of fate, and sat around the fire, drinking hot soup in big mouthfuls. There were finally some voices in the team, but more still, the firelight reflected the tired and haggard faces, each with different expressions, and I don’t know what I was thinking.

All the backbone generals of the army spread out and went deep into the mountains to find out the roads to pass tomorrow, and prepared to ensure that the tens of thousands of people, mixed with military and civilians, would go smoothly to the future. The remaining Heng'an Yingyang soldiers took care of the camp, distributed food, and maintained order.

Chen Fengpo was there, sweating profusely, and his fur hat was taken off, but there was a steaming heat.

There were about five or six thousand people assigned to Xuanjia Camp to take care of them. They took care of them all the way, but it was a difficult task.

Chen Fengpo was really not very successful in fighting. Once he went to battle, he could be so nervous that he could quickly wet his pants. However, he was soft-hearted and thoughtful. He had been in Shenwu for so many years and maintained the ground generally safe and had a good popularity. Now the burden of these five or six thousand people was heavy on his shoulders. Chen Fengpo ran and took care of him all the way, taking care of all the food, drinking, and urination. He rarely had two hours to sleep every day. He looked thinner and his leather robe was empty when he wrapped around his body. How could he tell how he was peaceful and rich in his life in Shenwu?

Today, the rations were doubled. After the food and drink were taken care of, the baggage soldiers were arranged to burn hot water, so that the people could brush their feet, so that they could rush the long road tomorrow. After finally setting up the arrangement, they found a big stone and sat down, picked up a bowl of cold soup, and then prepared to clamor with their own teeth.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow came from behind. Chen Fengpo turned around and saw Luo Dun, who was sickly, had already walked over, and there was no one beside him. He was struggling to pick up the fur hat he threw away.

Chen Fengpo jumped up in a hurry: "Old patriarch, how dare you behave like this? It's dark and the wind is strong. What should you do if you walk out like this and suffer the wind? Le Langjun learned that he would not be punished for his crime!"

Luo Dunzhan smiled: "I've been in the car all the way, so you should take good care of it. What can the old man do? Lying down every day is a bone pain, and it won't hurt if you come out and dissipate for a few steps... But you are running day and night, don't get the wind out. Hurry up and cover yourself tightly."

Luo Dun handed over the fur hat, Chen Fengpo took it and closed it on his head. He had many words to say, but he didn't know where to start for a while. However, Luo Dun broke the silence: "I don't go and see your wife? I'm just looking at her pampered. But I'll follow us to endure this hardship and give you a grudge."

Chen Fengpo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "With Aunt Han taking care of the female camp, what's wrong with me? Now so many people need to take care of me, I really can't separate myself."

He sighed deeply again: "Who doesn't want to live a stable life? But Wang Rengong forced himself to survive step by step. He first slaughtered Shenwu, and fortunately, Lelangjun came to rescue him. After reaching Yunzhong, we lost our food! This Wang County Duke never cared about our lives. Since he couldn't survive, he had to fight to the death!"

Luo Dun smiled: "Although the old man is a foreigner, he also knows that there are so many people like Wang Rengong. He will encounter them wherever he goes."

Chen Fengpo looked miserable and murmured: "So what can I do? I can only take one step at a time."

Luo Dun nodded: "Look at Ah Le, see if he can take you to find a way out."

Chen Fengpo nodded, and his wry smile never faded: "If you don't expect Le Langjun, who else can you expect? To be honest, this Liu Yingjiu can't believe it!"

Rodon didn't take on this topic and turned around.

Looking at Luo Dun's thin back, Chen Fengpo suddenly put down the soup bowl and dried buns in his hand, rushed forward, and supported Luo Dun. He whispered: "Old patriarch, you are also a figure among us like the Dinghai Sword. It's better to take good care of your body and help Le Langjun. Le Langjun is still young after all..."

Luo Dun shook his head slowly: "………We are really old. We all failed back then. Aconitum, Xu Gan... are old and dead. We have tried it, but we can't make it this day! Let's see if A Le can fight a bloody path!"

Chen Fengpo turned his head south and looked at the mountains.

Tomorrow we will step into the mountain road controlled by Yanmian Military Village under Wang Rengong. Can we still walk to Wang Rengong safely?
Chapter completed!