Qi Kuo

Zhao Jun, father and son walked around the entire barracks with the guides, quite tired and shocked.

In such a large military camp, there are only a few people who are training, and they all look weak.

When the guide stopped and brought them to an extremely busy camp, Zhao Wan's face darkened.

As if he didn't see it, the guard pointed to the inside and said, Nuo, this is here, go in and have a look by yourself.He was about to leave after he finished speaking, and turned back after walking a few steps, saying, obey orders, don't fucking think about what you have all day long.

Zhao Wan nodded after hearing this, but didn't speak.The guard guessed that it would be enough to beat and beat at this point, so he turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

There is indifferent silence on all sides, but there is a lot of excitement here.

Zhao Jun looked at his father's face, and carefully comforted him, dad?In fact, if you think about it, the back kitchen is actually quite good... Think about it...

Zhao Wan's ominous glance made Zhao Jun hold back his words.After a while, Zhao Jun said timidly again, what, father, you see, as the saying goes, people are iron and rice are steel, if you don’t eat a meal, you will be hungry, right...then what, just... Well, if we say that we make the food more delicious, then wouldn’t those frontline soldiers be able to win the battle...

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jun smiled bluntly again, right, haha...

Zhao Wan was indifferent, grabbed his shoulders and walked in.Started their military life...

At that time, Zhao Jun never thought that he would stay in this barracks for a long time, and it was even unforgettable, so that every time he recalled it later, he always felt a little surprised.

But for him now, the fireworks in the world have been brilliant ever since.

As soon as Zhao Jun stepped into the tent, a plate was put into his hands without hesitation.At the same time, accompanied by the thick voice of a middle-aged man, hurry up!Send this plate to the steamer side for serving!

Zhao Jun was frightened for a moment, and did not move.

The man gave him a slight push and said, don't hurry up, wait for Yuan Taishou to blame him, who will bear the blame? !

Zhao Jun blinked a few times in a hurry, then hurriedly stumbling to the back kitchen.

The man looked at him and smiled, brat!

Zhao Wan didn't say anything, and looked at Zhao Jun's hurried figure with a smile on his face.Turn around and do your own thing.

He looked up at the blue-yellow contrast in front of him, he didn't know what to think, he frowned, then lowered his head to do his own thing.His white belt swayed with his movements, and the indifferent aura on his body was a bit out of tune with this bustling kitchen.

After a busy day, everyone squatted next to the sink, talking and washing.One of the gossiping uncles wiped the sweat from his forehead, wiped his trouser legs, and said, tell me, how long did it take for the National Defense Army to get us Huaining?

After hearing this, an old man said, who knows, after all, the capital is so far away from here.

The uncle interjected, how is it possible, the national defense army can gather from all over the country within two days, how could it be impossible to arrive? !

The old man ignored him, and said to himself, the march of the crowd is not as easy as they are assembled alone. You think it is so easy, but I am afraid that when they come, they will not be seen...

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and no one spoke.

If you are afraid, you are afraid, the green hills are gone, and the yellow sand is blood-stained.

Zhao Jun saw that the atmosphere was a bit weird, and then looked at Zhao Wan, seeing that his father had no intention of speaking at all, but was still distracted, so he raised another topic aloud.

Some people in the group were familiar with him, so they echoed his words, gradually enlivening the atmosphere.

In everyone's mind, why don't you know that this time, if you wait, there is a possibility of surviving. If you don't wait, you can only massacre the city like those cities before...

Not long after, there was a sound of horseshoes galloping neatly from a distance, and the golden and iron horses were neat and uniform.

The soldiers on the edge of the city wall stood up boldly and looked towards the voice.Closer, closer again, a bright red flag appeared in the sky, as if it had just been stained with blood.

Some people started cheering, reinforcements arrived, reinforcements finally arrived.

There was a sound of piercing the air, and before the tallest man could tell what it was, a feathered arrow pierced through the blood-smelling air and hit his temple.

Pass through.

Before everyone could react, the densely packed feather arrows seemed to have eyes, singing a cheerful song piercing the air, while shooting at the people who hadn't put away their happy expressions.

I don't know who reacted first, a scream just aggravated the smell of blood in the air, and this scream just came out of the throat, and was intercepted by an arrow in the throat.

Blood was sprayed on his face, and his white pupils were gradually scarlet. Hatred and shock filled his eyes, and they were gradually submerged in blood.

Hearing the screams ringing in his ears, Zhao Jun was dragged by Zhao Wan to the pile of firewood, he pulled out a hole as high as a person three times, and pushed Zhao Jun in again.He said to him very quickly, Zhao Jun, listen carefully, no matter what you see or hear later, don't make a sound or move, you understand? !

Tears flashed across Zhao Jun's eyes, he suppressed him, and nodded indiscriminately.

Zhao Wan couldn't bear it, bowed his head and kissed him on the forehead, regardless of Zhao Jun's reaction, took the straw beside him and blocked Zhao Jun.At the same time, a bloody machete raised the curtain.

Just as Zhao Wan wanted to go out again, a machete was placed around his neck.

He was startled, but when he raised his eyes, there was a flat face.

The Khanba barbarian was a little surprised to see his calm face.But the violence and bloodthirsty in his eyes did not subside in the slightest, on the contrary, there was a little more excitement.He slowly clenched the scimitar in his hand.

Knife up and down.

Blood splattered all over the place.

With his last consciousness, Zhao Wan turned to the direction where Zhao Jun was. He knew he could see it. He opened his mouth and said silently to the child whom he hadn't guarded until he grew up, Zhao Jun... live... I ,Love you.

His eyes gradually blurred, but he seemed to see the tears falling from the eyes of Zhao Jun who was hiding behind the haystack. He seemed to see his own blood splashing on the corners of Zhao Jun's eyes, and the tears melted into pink s color.

He thought, it's impossible anymore, he can't keep it.

He silently closed his eyes, and his consciousness dissipated.

But forget the world.

As Zhao Jun said, no matter what he saw or heard, he didn't move or make a sound.He hid behind the haystack obediently, watching his own light disappear bit by bit.

He understood his meaning from the shape of his lips closing and closing, he opened his mouth silently and said, Daddy, okay...

Zhao Jun's heart was actually dull. The moment the scimitar in the barbarian's hand moved, he seemed to lose consciousness, but his ears were filled with the sound of sharp blades piercing the air, and the sound of Zhao Wan falling down.He saw Zhao Wan's blood splashing over, and a drop fell on the corner of his eye like a little mischievous.Carrying the temperature of that person's palm on weekdays.

After a while, the temperature dissipated, like those closed eyes.No more temperature.

He watched all this like this, a tear ran down that drop of blood, and he said that his cheeks slid down, leaving a pink mark on his clothes.

I don't know how long time passed, Zhao Jun felt as if a lifetime had passed, and it seemed as short as a second.He didn't know what the outside world was like, but he knew that after a panic scream, there was a burst of cheers and jumps.

He thought, reinforcements are coming...

Someone pulled him out of the haystack, patted him on the shoulder, and called him repeatedly.

His eyes turned without any light, and he looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly.Even the fundus of the eyes is the same as usual.

The man pulled him out of the tent and let him sit on the messy ground outside, looking at the still fiery red sunset in the distance, even the green hills were dyed with a light red halo, which contrasted with the yellow sand, it was really beautiful.

Someone said in Zhao Jun's ear that people cannot be resurrected after death, so mourn.

Zhao Jun hummed and said, thank you.

The man turned around and looked at Zhao Wan's body that had just been put away in the tent, and said, Zhao Jun, you have to remember, you have to live well, after all, it's not easy for him to get you back... you know?

Zhao Jun still said yes, no more words.

After that person left, Zhao Jun finished watching the sunrise by himself, stood up with support, and staggered towards somewhere.

When Zhao Jun came back, he was holding a red belt in his hand, but his face was a little more angry than when he left.He gripped the strap tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white.

Seeing him coming back, the old man who was talking to him before finally let go of his hanging heart. He walked over and wiped the mud and blood on Zhao Jun's face with the sleeve of his jacket that was still clean, and then accompanied him to the barracks quietly.

As he was walking, Zhao Jun suddenly asked him, Uncle Li, are the reinforcements coming?

Li Er was stunned for a moment, nodded his head, and then said, the National Defense Army has arrived, do you still remember Chen...

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jun interrupted him, thank you second uncle, I understand... just now, thank you... I...

Li Er understood what he meant, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder again.

Li Er knew that he couldn't comfort him, so he said, let's get together tonight, don't wander around, so as not to get separated.

Zhao Jun nodded, held the belt and walked in the opposite direction, and said, I will come back later.

After waiting for a response, Zhao Jun left quickly.

For him, the world at this time is not worth it.

For him, the world at this time is worth it.

Worthy of being loved, worth of being hated.

Seriously thinking about it.

The author has something to say:

Thank you to those friends who opened this book, because this is my Virgo, so some places may be inappropriate, please bear with me.In addition, I will definitely finish writing this book, because I love Chen Ke.Hahaha