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Chapter 383 He is already dead(1/3)

Han, Ji County.

Outside the county town, there are endless cultivated lands.

This is a large plain, connected to Liyang County, and the land is fertile. It is the kind of good place where good crops will grow as long as it is cultivated.

This year is a good harvest year, and there are many grains piled on both sides of the official road.

The people have been farming for a whole year, and now it is finally time to harvest, and they are extremely busy.

An old farmer leaned against the donkey cart, holding a water bag in his hand, and watched with a smile as his son loaded the millet into the cart.

The donkey cart gradually became heavier, and the wheels were pressed into the mud.

The old farmer's hilly face was filled with a smile.

"Okay, after paying the tax, it will be enough for the whole family to eat until next year. I think I can also buy a new set of clothes for winter."

His sons were so tired that they were covered in sweat.

But they didn't feel tired, nor did they complain. They all giggled. In the harvest season, no matter how much you do, you won't feel tired. Every bend and every effort is worth it.

"You were born at a good time."

The old farmer sighed with emotion.

While they were busy, the loud sound of horse hooves suddenly appeared in the distance. Everyone was not afraid and continued to do their work. Only the old farmer stuck his head out and looked into the distance.

A troop of cavalry appeared on the official road, all dressed as officers and soldiers.

There were more than ten of them, wearing light armor, galloping on horseback, with serious expressions on their faces.

Looking at the busy farmers on both sides of the road, they shouted loudly.

"The thieves are coming!! Run!! Run into the city!!"

"run!!"

"run!!!"

The knight roared loudly, without slowing down, and flew past everyone. The common people who were immersed in the joy of the harvest along the way suddenly had their dreams shattered.

The old farmer's face showed shock at first, then despair, unwillingness, and grief.

But he was the one who reacted the fastest. He looked at the people on the left and right and said, "Run!!!"

Those young people were still a little confused, "Father, so much food."

"run!!"

The old farmer roared, and many exclamations and cries came from both sides of the road.

Everyone left their food and farm tools behind, and just carried the old people at home on their backs, and ran towards the city without looking back. Some people fled in cars, looking terrified, and the children started to cry helplessly.

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The old farmer was carried by his son, his expression dull.

It’s rare to look forward to good weather, it’s rare to hope for peace, and it’s rare to hope for Mingzhu

Everyone fled crying and howling, and dark clouds slowly appeared in the bright sky, blocking the dazzling light.

The ground trembled slightly, and a moment later, countless knights appeared on the official road in the distance.

They displayed Qi, Duan and other flags.

Duan Shao was wearing armor and holding a spear, walking at the front of the army.

He looked straight ahead.

The continuous cultivated land exudes the smell of harvest, and piles of grain are piled on the roadside.

The flat and open road extends all the way to the city in the distance.

The group of them stood on a high place, with the sun shining on half of their bodies. Duan Shao's face was intertwined in light and darkness, and his expression was dull.

Duan Shao stared straight at everything in front of him.

The vast tracts of cultivated land and wide roads here are in sharp contrast to the Henan land under his rule.

When he led his troops out of Jinyong City, what he saw were piles of corpses, black smoke billowing from the villages, and countless man-made victims wandering around, eating everything they saw.

The contrast between the two completely different places made Duan Shao very uncomfortable.

He couldn't tell why, but he just didn't feel comfortable.

The officers on both sides were shouting loudly at this moment. Their eyes were full of greed as they stared at the food in the distance and laughed.

"What a great harvest!"

“What a bumper harvest!!”

"Da Sima!!"

Everyone looked at Duan Shao, who had a straight face and was very unhappy.

"I have given orders many times not to wake up the enemy and to attack the enemy, but how did you do it? The enemy has already discovered us and is coming to kill us, so why do you have the dignity to yell here?!"

The officers were a little helpless, "Da Sima, it's no wonder we are here. The thieves along the way are too vigilant. There is no way not to alert them."

"Da Sima, we'd better take action as soon as possible, we can't give the enemy time to prepare!"

The generals urged him again and again.

Duan Shao's chest began to rise and fall, and his mind was even more chaotic at the moment, his whole body was burning, and his heart felt a different kind of depression.

He suddenly raised the spear in his hand and pointed it at the mountains and rivers in front of him.

"kill!!"

The knights shouted and launched an attack, and the horses galloped away, directly into the cultivated fields, and some rushed towards the houses on the side of the road.

I don’t know whose work it was, but a shocking fire broke out on the cultivated land.

They couldn't take away too much food. If they couldn't get it, they would destroy it.

They came here with only one purpose, to destroy everything the enemy had as much as possible.

Dark clouds completely obscured the sky.

Everyone was carrying the light, and no more light could be seen on their bodies.

The cry of killing was everywhere.

In the county town, the defenders kept rushing up the city wall, aiming their bows and crossbows outside. Unable to wait for all the people to enter the city, the city gates began to close.

The county magistrate roared uneasily, many officials surrounded him, and more and more people rushed to the city wall.

The city was already in chaos and mourning was everywhere.

Duan Shao's eyes reflected the light of the sky.

He just rode forward, and several farmers who had no time to escape were caught. The old farmers with weak legs and feet could not outrun the horses.

"Tell me! In which direction of the city is Akura located?!"

The samurai raised his sword and asked angrily.

The old farmer looked blankly at these tiger-like and wolf-like troops, his eyes wandering, and finally locked on the general on horseback.

The old farmer's eyes suddenly stopped being so distracted and became determined in an instant.

"When His Majesty sends the army here, he will definitely kill you thieves who want to die."

"Pfft!!"

The knife flashed down, and the old farmer's head fell to the ground.

The young man on the side roared angrily.

"Tell me!! Tell me!! Where is Akura located?!"

The young man stared fiercely into Duan Shao's eyes.

"Dog thief!! Dog thief!!"

"You will not die well!! You will be punished by God!!"

"Pfft~~"

Duan Shao was riding a war horse, his face was numb and he said nothing.

Pingcheng, Zufu.

Zu Jue and Gao Yan were lying in the house, lazily basking in the sun.

Gao Yan asked: "When did my grandfather have such a hobby?"

"I learned this from Wang Lin when I was in Gwangju. Now that I can't drink or have fun, I have to rest like this."

Zu Jue said leisurely and comfortably.

"Grandpa invited me here just to show me off??"

"Not entirely, there are some things"
To be continued...
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