After picking up a system

Since arriving here, Ling Han and his friends have been robbed twice.

It’s not that I didn’t notice it, but I felt compassion.

Ling Han didn't know why he thought of an expression: He was clearly in tatters but he was trying to save the people.

Although she is not poor or poor at all, she does not really want to help the people.

It's always silent here, people are worried about everything.

Ling Han supported his chin in a daze, with a very strange feeling in his heart. It was obvious that these people's suffering had nothing to do with him, and he came here just to make more money. Why did he feel sad?

She knocked on Chiyi, and Chiyi told her to go away and think for herself.

I poked Dandan again, and Dandan looked like, "Huh? What?"

Ling Han could only think about it himself.

……

During dinner, Bai Shiyan yawned and saw Ling Han with a worried look on his face, so he asked casually, "Are you feeling sad for your compatriots?"

Ling Han looked up in confusion: "What?"

Bai Shiyan: "Then what are you doing?"

Ling Han: “I don’t know.”

After a while, he added: "Just looking at them makes me sad."

Bai Shiyan cleared his throat: "Then why do they make you feel sad?"

Ling Han was silent.

Yes, why?

Is it that they have been working tirelessly to rebuild their homes after wars of all sizes? Or that they have always lived their lives with their heads down and never raised their heads to have extravagant hopes? Or that they, with clouds of sorrow hanging over their heads, are the same master as themselves...

Ling Han couldn't explain it, but she didn't like this feeling very much.

So what’s the solution?

She hasn't figured it out yet.

The army came and went, and Ling Han discovered a very coincidental thing. Every time the army arrived, there was no foreign enemy invasion, but as soon as the army members left, the enemy would come back again.

Such coincidences happened many times, and Ling Han had to suspect that there was an accomplice between the two groups.

She patted Bai Shiyan and asked him to help her. Bai Shiyan went reluctantly. He was gone for a month, and Ling Han wandered around the village.

Most people are xenophobic. Ling Han doesn't know why, so he can only try to find out.

What does it feel like to tell the truth and be treated as a lie and be powerless to do anything about it?

That's probably it.

The two sides do not trust each other, misunderstandings accumulate, and conflicts increase. However, they have to meet because of some unavoidable problems.

As a result, there was a serious phenomenon of xenophobia.

Ling Han felt that this matter was easy to resolve.

She probably guessed the whole story. There were undercover agents in our army, and they had a stable way of communicating with the enemy. So every time the news of the expedition spread among the army, the undercover agents informed the enemy in advance, so the two sides would be perfectly staggered.

Of course, speculation is just speculation, and the reality still needs to be verified.

At this time, Bai Shiyan becomes very important.

Ling Han asked the clansmen who stayed with him if there was any way for them to communicate with each other.

The answer is yes, but the young master is too lazy to pay attention to him.

Ling Han was speechless.

She remembered every treasure she had bet on, and after thinking about it, she wrote a letter to ask her tribesmen to deliver it to the other party as soon as possible.

The tribesman waved his hand, and another one came.

Ling Han has become accustomed to the fox demon clan's elusive appearances.

In recent days she always saw some vague shadows, and Chi Yi told her that they were ghosts.

It's normal to think about it. After all, this is a battlefield with countless people killed in the battle. It's not uncommon to see ghosts.

While thinking this, Ling Han had a dream that day.

The dream was so real that she was still a little dazed after waking up.

In the dream, she was an unknown soldier who was sent to the front line. She rushed forward with a big knife. Her head was chopped off by the enemy. She fell down softly and then stood up again.

She was a cavalryman riding on a tall horse, holding a long spear, stabbing the enemy, and blood sprayed all over her face. The horse's legs were cut off, and she fell off the horse. Probably her shoulder was dislocated, and she couldn't even lift her right hand. The horse stepped on her body, which was very painful. Ling Han thought that her internal organs might be ruptured.

In a blink of an eye, she was the last one left on the battlefield. The enemy surrounded her and asked her whether she would surrender or not. Ling Han heard himself say in a resounding voice: "For the country and the people, it doesn't matter if I die." Although the strong male voice was a bit out of place, Ling Han seemed to be shocked by the sound coming from his body. He picked up the knife, slashed his neck with the tip of the knife, and fell to the ground again.

……

Ling Han didn't know how many times she fell down and stood up again. She was confused at first, then her heart ached, and then she cried until she was hoarse.

When Ling Han woke up from the dream, his clothes and bedding were soaked with sweat.

Chunya heard the noise and walked over to look at her. She was really scared by her appearance.

“Miss, did you have a nightmare?” She stepped forward and helped Ling Han sit up. “I will immediately arrange for someone to prepare water for washing.”

Ling Han followed Chunya's arrangements with a pale face.

It was not until his body was soaked in warm water that Ling Han's nerves slowly returned to reality.

After coming out of the cold water, Ling Han wrapped herself in clothes. She thought she knew why she was sad.

Because they are compatriots, because their existence allows people in the center of the country to live happily, and because they have the same identity as me but live a life that is completely different from mine...

Life is a hell and they see no hope.

They did not live well on the land that the soldiers tried their best to protect.

Ling Han desperately hoped that those he had helped before could come and help her now.

Good news came one after another. Bai Shiyan came back and told her that he had found the accomplice and dealt with him. The next time the army went out, it would not be their turn to be missed.

The tribesman who brought the message came back, and with him came the imperial decree requested by the general.

Soon after, food and supplies arrived, and small groups of people came here. Some of them were clean, and some had blood-stained clothes. They came here with only one purpose, to protect the civilians here.

Everyone was on high alert, waiting for the next enemy attack.

Bai Shiyan joined the enemy army again and pretended to be a small soldier. Ling Han asked him to fake his death and escape when the time came, but now he had to change his face and do the job.

Bai Shiyan agreed and the two separated.

Only when familiar people arrived did Ling Han feel truly relieved. There were too many variables in this world. In order to achieve his goal, Ling Han chose to reduce the variables.

Ling Han discussed with the visitor how to deal with the enemy, but mainly he was talking and Ling Han was listening.

Everything is ready, except for practice.

Ling Han didn't know what he was thinking, he put on a set of men's clothes and followed the crowd. What could Chunya do? Of course, she followed him.

This time the situation was reversed, and it was the enemy who had the news exposed in advance. They did not cut off the source of information, but received false information passed on by the Bai Shiyan people.

So they came with great fanfare, without any warning.