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Chapter 51 The Sorrow of the Heart

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    October is supposed to be the season when the autumn air is crisp and the river fish are getting fat. However, there are countless crows flying in the sky near the Panlong River, making bursts of joyful cries from time to time, as if they are celebrating a grand banquet.  A feast of human flesh!

    After Xiao Yi and others broke through the encirclement, they gathered all the people and horses, but only 17 of them were left, and almost all of them were injured. The rest were all lost on the way to break out of the encirclement. They had no time to rest and immediately rushed to the river.  The fate of hundreds of women and children there has always been on everyone's mind.

    In a forest a few miles away from the Panlong River, corpses began to appear in everyone's eyes, including those of the Huns and some of our own people. Looking at the tragic scene after the fighting, it was obvious that the blacksmith Niu Hong led the rest of the group.  The team sniped at the Huns' pursuers here. Dead bodies continued from the woods and wilderness to the river bank. The originally clear river water was completely dyed red with blood. From time to time, dead bodies drifted down the river. The tower on the river  The wooden bridge had long been burned down, leaving only a few charred wooden remains floating on the shore

    Everyone began to rummage around, hoping to find individual survivors. No, no, still no, not a single survivor. Not even the body of blacksmith Niu Hong was found. In the end, Da Niu looked like a mad tiger.  Weeping loudly at the corpse floating down the river, everyone shed tears. The team that was left behind finally demonstrated the final bravery of the Han family men with their lives

    Although corpses littered the road and died in tragic conditions, no trace of the women and children was found. Obviously, when the fleeing team found that the road ahead was cut off and the Huns were approaching from behind, they had no choice but to use  Following Jin Chan's plan to escape from his shell, blacksmith Niu Hong led his men to fight all the way, successfully attracting the pursuers to the dead end road by the river, leaving the hope of survival to the women and children.

    The cobbler Zhang Ji pulled up the big bull that was kneeling by the river and crying bitterly. The Huns cavalry may leave and return at any time. Now is not the time to cry. The lives and deaths of hundreds of women and children are still unknown. They must be found immediately. The cavalry can be avoided nearby.  The place of killing was undoubtedly the Crouching Tiger Mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles

    Everyone immediately turned back and ran towards Crouching Tiger Mountain. As expected, not far from the foot of the mountain, the bodies of women and children began to appear scattered. It can be imagined that the people who had been fleeing for nearly two hours were exhausted when they fled here.  Some people began to fall behind, but the Huns soldiers discovered the traces of the brigade at this time, and followed them to cover up. Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Xiao Yi looked up to the sky and roared. He could imagine those Huns cavalry holding scimitars,  How he laughed wildly and chased and killed the unarmed women and children in this plain area

    The closer we get to the mountain pass, the more corpses appear on the ground. By the time we reach the entrance at the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, the place is already filled with corpses. There are dead people everywhere, including women and Huns soldiers. This is the entrance to the mountain.  The last dangerous point of the mountain. As long as you pass here, people can rely on the complex and changeable terrain of Crouching Tiger Mountain and the cover of lush vegetation to avoid pursuing soldiers. Obviously, in this critical place on the line of life and death, those unarmed women  After breaking out the last resistance, they used their weak bodies to block the impact of the Huns' cavalry, and the only ones they wanted to cover were the children

    "If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!" Xiao Yi slashed the sky with the gold-plated phoenix wing in his hand, as if the sky had made his own oath. The rest of the people also cut their cheeks with the swords in their hands, and used their own swords to cut their cheeks.  Blood bears witness to this oath.  Xiao Yi, who had always been kind to others, found that he had never hated a group of enemies, or a race, so much. The seeds of revenge had been sown, and the Huns vowed to pay a heavy price for what they had done today.

    Finding survivors became the only priority now. Finally, in a place where the corpses were piled thickest, traces of the old Taoist Chuchenzi were found. The old Taoist fell in a stream of blood, with scars all over his body and chest.  Filled with arrows from the Huns, it is obvious that the old Taoist has been using his aging body to protect the women and children behind him

    Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Xiao Yi's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. He knew that with his experienced skills, if he wanted to break through alone, no matter how many Huns soldiers he had, he would not be able to stop him, but he chose to live and die with these women and children.  ; Carefully correcting Lao Dao's body, Xiao Yi was surprised to find that Lao Dao's chest full of blood was still rising and falling weakly

    In the small Taoist temple in Crouching Tiger Mountain, hundreds of children gathered here. Under the desperate cover of the women, these children managed to escape into the mountainous area. It took Xiao Yi and others half a day to find their way through mountain streams, tree holes, and underground ditches.  They gathered them together. The scene during the day left deep trauma in the hearts of these children. Each of their little faces was pale and they cried softly from time to time. Fortunately, there was still enough rice and food in the small Taoist temple. Xiao Yi and others  People comfort the children and distribute food at the same time, which is consideredThe situation was stabilized immediately.

    In the bedroom, Master Chuchenzi was lying quietly on the bed, with no trace of blood on his pale face. Only his slightly rising chest proved that the fire of life had not been completely extinguished; his body was covered with thick wounds.  The cloth is smeared with the best golden sore medicine prepared by the old Taoist himself. Only three thick arrow clusters are still stuck on the chest. They were shot too deep and have hurt the heart. Once they are pulled out, the old Taoist will probably die immediately.  Lost his life.

    Everyone who had been fighting for a day went to heal their wounds. Only Xiao Yi stood by Lao Dao's side quietly. After taking off the 'Chi You Ghost Mask', he became very peaceful. He could not see the shadow of the black-clad killing god during the day. Instead, he looked like a murderer.  A child who protects his most precious things; thinking back to every moment in the Taoist temple over the past two years:

    Disciple, are you homesick?

    Immortal Master, I don¡¯t want to become a monk!

    You are destined to be a Taoist!

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    From now on, you will be a ¡®Wuchouzi¡¯;

    There is no wind or rain and no worries!

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    The night in Crouching Tiger Mountain is still so beautiful, but the gusts of mountain wind can't blow away the strong smell of blood. The children who have fallen asleep scream in fear from time to time, obviously they are still having nightmares during the day.  Struggling hard; at midnight, the old Taoist who had been in a coma slowly woke up under the influence of the medicine. When he woke up, he first looked around and found himself lying in the bedroom of the Taoist temple. Then he looked at the people in front of the bed.  Xiao Yi, who was covered in blood, felt a relieved smile appear on his pale face after confirming that he was not injured.

    "How is the situation?" Lao Dao asked in a weak voice.

    "Most of the children have been saved!" After a slight hesitation, Xiao Yi still told the good news, and then fell silent.

    "What a calamity! What a calamity!" With the wisdom of a veteran, how could he not understand the meaning behind this sentence? Most of the children were saved. In other words, except for the children, everything else in Crouching Tiger Pavilion was destroyed.

    "Yes! Catastrophe! It is not the calamity of one family, but the calamity of the whole world!" In the ancient town that has been hundreds of years old, countless originally happy and happy families were all reduced to smoke and dust in a war. Xiao Yi, who is familiar with the historical process  You know, this is just the beginning of this troubled world. In the following decades, today's scene will continue to happen and be repeated, with warlords fighting, the three pillars standing against each other, and the five chaos

    "Xiao Yi's first war caused deep hatred, and history has repeatedly told us that the only way to stop wars is to end them with war!  Use the weapon in your hand to create a peaceful and prosperous world!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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