The night was vast, and the pure moonlight hit my eyelids. It felt as if my whole body was immersed in a body of ice water. My eyes seemed as heavy as iron. I wanted to open them, but they were pressed down by some irresistible force. There was a tingling pain all over my body, was it a thousand needles pricking me? Maybe there are ten thousand of them, but nothing can move anyway, and it seems like all the blood in the body has been drained. Even his consciousness seemed to disappear and go straight into the surging river. Where does the river water come from? Where will the river water go? Ah, to go to the sea. Then what is oneself? Is it a fish? Is it a fallen leaf? Or a drop of water in thousands of rivers?
Just when Deng Ai was at a loss, a huge force came from his back, pushing him to a solid place where he could rely on. The feeling of ice water wrapping around him disappeared, and instead he felt a sense of confusion and trance, as if he was in a corner where no one cared about him. In the whole world, in the whole darkness, he was as insignificant as a mayfly. .
But unknowingly, Deng Ai's body temperature slowly rose and his strength was secretly building up. At this time, a desolate scream came from the top of the head, from far to near, from louder to louder, straight through the eardrums. Through his torture, something cold and hard pecked his face, followed by waves of severe pain that penetrated his bones and penetrated his soul! Under the intense stimulation, Deng Ai suddenly gained strength. He sat up in an instant, reached out to pat the creature next to him, and opened his eyes at the same time.
In front of his eyes, what appeared was a fluffy bird face, a foul-smelling beak facing his face, and two huge bird eyes that looked very surprised. Deng Ai was shocked. His hands and feet suddenly became stronger, and he stepped backwards. Now he could see clearly, it turned out to be a vulture! Because the color is dark and the light is dim, the vulture's eyes are shining brightly, its beak is full of blood, and the white hair around the mouth is dyed black and red, which is really scary.
Seeing that Deng Ai was not dead, the vulture had no intention of entangled with him. It flapped its wings through the reeds and flew straight up. Deng Ai was stunned for a while, finally shook his head, and suddenly reached out to the place on his face where the vulture had just pecked him. There was a burning wound, from his left eyelid to his ear. The skin and flesh were rolling wherever it passed, but the bleeding had stopped. . Only then did Ai's consciousness return to Ai's body. He finally suddenly remembered that he had escaped from the ship by jumping off the ship. The cruel scenes on the ship crowded back into his mind in an instant, with the flying flesh and blood, like a forest of iron spears, The smoke on the top floor, and finally the cold river water when he was knocked off the side of the ship.
Was he washed to the beach by the river? Deng Ai reacted and stood up eagerly. Regardless of the coldness and fatigue all over his body, he found a broken pole and struggled to walk on it. A pale white light of the night filled the earth, without warmth, like the color of death, indifferently shrouding the dead bodies on the ground. To be precise, it shrouded the dead and dying corpses all over the ground. Moans and wails before death were scattered on the river beach, but no one could help them.
Deng Ai staggered between the dead and wounded on the ground. With the increasingly faint light, he could see many shadows still shaking on the river in the distance. They should be Wurao's ships still galloping on the river. At this time, he found Guo Huai's chief secretary, Zheng Gan, lying on the mountain of corpses, his eyes wide open, staring at him. Deng Ai was shocked, threw away the stick, and stumbled in front of Zheng Gan. Although you couldn't see where he was injured, he was obviously still breathing.
When Zheng Gan saw Deng Ai coming, his chapped lips wriggled slightly, as if he wanted to do something to Deng Ai. Tears had already burst out of Deng Ai's eyes, flowing on the wounds on his face, causing a stinging pain. He leaned down and put his ear close to Zheng Gan's mouth, trying to hear what he was talking about. But his voice was too weak and breathless to be heard clearly. He could only barely feel that there were a few possible words, such as "ru", "go", "general Guo", "down", etc. However, he saw that Zheng Gan's eyes were dull, his pupils were dilated, and there was a thread in his mouth. Also completely disappeared.
Is it possible that Guo Huai is still alive? Hearing this, Deng Ai perked up and immediately started rummaging through the pile of corpses, regardless of the weakness of his hands. The moonlight flickered and dark clouds surged, making the light come and go. The white glimmer seemed to be making its final struggle against the boundless darkness. On the mountain of corpses that covered the ground, there were a few surviving soldiers scattered around. They stayed where they were, standing or kneeling. They basically dropped their weapons and gave up on Lin Kang. At this time, there was firelight swimming in the distance. It was the Wu people holding torches, trampling among the dead, looking for the living. When Deng Ai saw this, he stood up and wanted to find a place to hide. However, due to fatigue from sitting for a long time and being hungry and cold, he was unable to move for a while.
Just when he saw the fire getting closer and closer, as if it was about to illuminate him, someone suddenly grabbed him and took him quickly to a shadow of the reeds. Deng Ai was unprepared and was knocked dizzy. Just when he was about to say something, he saw a dark figure pressing over his mouth, pressing his finger to his mouth and making a silencing gesture. Only then did Deng Ai After reacting, he immediately didn't dare to move. The firelight not far away hovered for a while, like a ghost, and then left silently.
Liang Quan listened in fear for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no Wu people around. Only then did Deng Ai have time to look at the man who saved him in front of him. Although his expression was gloomy, it could not hide the man's young gaze. The two introduced themselves, and it turned out that the opponent was Jiang Wei, who worked under forward Guo Huai, and had also survived the previous fight.
Jiang Wei handed his water bag to Deng Ai, and then handed him a piece of dry food, and asked: "What are you looking for in the pile of corpses? Your physical strength is tight right now, so you should find a way to escape back first."
Deng Ai took a sip of water, took another bite of dry food, and replied vaguely: "General Guo may still be alive. I'm looking for him."
"Bo Ji is still alive!" Jiang Wei stood up. He and Guo Huai were good friends. After hearing this, he immediately went to look for the corpses. Deng Ai also started searching. The two sides searched for a long time, and for a time they thought there was no hope of finding it. But they finally found Guo Huai covered in blood under a corpse, but he was stabbed in the leg, lost too much blood and fell into a coma, unable to move at all. Fortunately, Jiang Wei rescued a dozen more people by the way. They gathered together and became a complete team. They discussed it and took turns carrying Guo Huai on his back, and then began to find a way to leave.
Deng Ai identified the direction based on the moon and time, and then a group of people walked north along the road. As I walked, I suddenly came to an open area, and then I saw countless bonfires lit there, and several fire dragons meandering back and forth. They identified it as a temporary gathering place for the Wu people, and many prisoners were captured. The Han people were strung up with ropes, in groups of four or five, and were dragged by the Wu people, one foot high and one foot low, in the dark night. The further we go, the more and more prisoners we take. Deng Ai even saw the Huns from the Beifu Army.
Deng Ai, Jiang Wei and the others could only think of ways to take a detour, but they couldn't help but look back frequently, sizing up their comrades who had nowhere to go. There must be some of their own countrymen among them, but they wanted to leave them. Deng Ai couldn't help but ask Jiang Wei: "How many people have we killed?"
Jiang Wei was silent for a while and replied: "Who knows? If not 100,000, it may be 80,000. Anyway, the generals are all dead." But here, he seemed to be unable to resist the desire to vomit, and grabbed it with one hand. He held Guo Huai's arm on his back, pressed his abdomen with one hand, and coughed into the soil. After coughing for a while, he stood up: "Let's find a way to go back first." Deng Ai noticed that Jiang Wei's voice was choked, Maybe he was coughing to cover up his crying?
Walking further, you can see the swaying fire not far away. There are groups of Han people with ropes hanging around their waists. They seem to be holding shovel-like things in their hands, bending over and shoveling soil continuously. Countless people lined up in a circle, and there was already a big pit at their feet. The Wu people pushed the prisoners into the pit and asked them to pour soil outside. The pit is getting deeper and deeper, and the smell of earth is choking my nose. Suddenly, a tall Han man beside the pit roared, violently dragged a Wu man to the ground, and then used his hands and feet to rush up from the edge of the pit. But there was a strong rope tied around his waist, and as soon as he moved, he picked up the prisoners around him, and several of them bumped into each other. The Wu people nearby rushed forward and stabbed down with an iron spear. Soon, the commotion was calmed down.
When Jiang Wei and others saw this scene, they were filled with grief and anger, but what could they do? In this situation, they can only remain silent. Deng Ai found a stone at this time, which he could use to climb up Lingyan Mountain. Just then someone asked: "Is this a trap to kill?" Someone soon answered: "Maybe it's just to bury the body." Then there was a silent sadness. .
By the time they all climbed up the mountainside of Lingyan Mountain, everyone was out of breath and had almost no energy to continue moving forward. So everyone lay on the ground, resting and planning the way back. Deng Ai was looking for some food in the mountains. After all, there was not much dry food left, and it was impossible for them to return to the capital hungry. Fortunately, he found a cave buried by withered grass among the rocks. There happened to be a frozen snake in it. When Deng Ai caught it, the snake was still lazy and didn't know what happened, so the few of them went there. He roasted the snake, barely made another pot of snake soup, and ate everything except the bones.
When everyone woke up again, it was already white. When the group of people walked out of Lingyan Mountain, there was no trace of Wu Rao, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. But when they thought about how many of their colleagues had become ghosts under the spring, everyone became silent again. Only Jiang Wei stood firm to the south for a long time. He said to everyone: "This hatred and this hatred will never be forgotten even if I die nine times. I will definitely avenge it!"
