people.
All people!
Densely packed people...
run.
They're all running!
Run like you're running for your life...
After traveling hundreds of miles, the closer we get to Xianyang, the more frequently we encounter situations like this.
Yin Wen tried several times to pull someone over to ask what was going on, but he was roughly thrown away.
If he hadn't been warned by his husband not to be violent, and he was a Zhou official rather than a high-ranking official of the Qin State, he would have been unable to resist the temptation to whip someone down for interrogation like before.
The two of them did not stop in the middle of the road, but were leaning against the wall on the side of the road, quietly watching the rushing crowd.
"The call is coming, run!"
"Run..."
"Dad, the child really can't run anymore."
“If you can’t run, you have to run.”
Different from the lifeless look of the group of people seen before, these people actually showed some vitality, although this vitality was shown in escaping for their lives.
However, unlike the previous ones who had "despair" and "helplessness" written on their faces, these people were more scared than collapsed.
The fear rising from their bones made them drag their families with them, carry the old and young on their backs, and move their legs almost instinctively.
Many old people fell to the ground because of inconvenience in their legs and feet. Those who couldn't stand up had to crawl forward with their hands and feet. This was good luck. Those who were unlucky were stepped on by others and rolled together. group.
Some children failed to keep up with their parents and were drowned in the sea of people and the dust in the sky that was picked up by the crowd but could not disperse.
It is a pity and tragedy that their parents did not stop for them, but continued to run forward while protecting the other children.
Neither the old man Qing Niu nor Yin Wen went up to help.
If it's just a family that wants to escape, they can go up and help. The more healthy labor force helps the old, weak, sick and disabled, the more hope of escape.
However, here is a group of people, countless people, who do not want to die. Everyone hopes that someone can help and help them survive.
The old man Qing Niu was a burden on his own. Yin Wen had to serve his husband and did not go to help. Moreover, even if he did, he would not be able to help.
Someone saw the duo, rushed over, pulled Yin Wen off the horse, pulled up the reins, and tried to snatch the horse away. Yin Wen had never been so tormented by someone in the past decades. In anger, he punched the man, but his fist was held by someone.
Yes, sir! He had never thought that this thin old man, apart from his transcendent wisdom, could be so powerful that it made his fists hurt.
The two of them watched the man carry his family members onto the horse without stopping him. But just because they don't stop it doesn't mean others won't. Many people don't like others, especially at this critical moment when their lives are at stake: Why can you run faster but I can't? The people around him immediately swarmed up, wanting to take the horse as their own.
A farce unfolded like this. In the situation where there were too many monks and too few people, everyone did not care about the dignity of the past. You punch me, I kick you back, and a group of people got into a fight. Many people who were kicked out of the circle stood up and cursed, waving in front of the two people, as if they wanted to see if there were still horses. Others focused on the green bull, but they all shook their heads and walked away.
The pace of escape cannot be stopped. Standing still at this time is undoubtedly the stupidest choice. After a period of dispute, many people chose to quit, and the remaining people gathered together shoulder to shoulder and followed the horses eastward.
With a helpless sigh, Yin Wen bent down and flicked the riding whip, kicking up the dust around his feet. He raised his head, with a straight face, and looked in the direction where the horse that was galloping under him was snatched away, without saying a word.
Yes, his horse had been snatched away long ago, but neither the old man Qing Niu nor Yin Wen said anything, let alone stopped him.
As for the green cow, it couldn't run faster than anyone else, so naturally no one tried to snatch it.
But now that the matter has come to this, they have exhausted their benevolence.
For the rest, we can only look at God's will, and we have to look at God's will.
"Sir," maybe it was a little strange to watch others running wildly. After being silent for a while, Yin Wen couldn't help but speak, "What do you think?"
The old man Qingniu raised his head and was about to answer when he suddenly saw something in the corner of his eye and turned to look.
A man in a linen robe stood on a high ground, with the black cloth on his head covering his face, making it difficult for people to see his true face. His left hand was clenched into a fist, possibly holding something in his palm.
Yin Wen didn't get an answer, so he slowly raised his head and followed the teacher's gaze.
Maybe that person was a little more vigilant. He seemed to be aware of the two people's gazes and looked down.
You don’t know this by looking at it, but you will be shocked when you see it.
The man's eyes swept across Yin Wen's face, and when he stopped at the serious face of the old man Qing Niu, his chest twitched back, and then - he turned around and ran away, flashing into the forest, and a few shadows disappeared.
"Judging from his exposed arms and skills, he should be a relatively young master." Yin Wen has been guarding Hangu Pass for many years and can recognize people very well. "Sir, do you need me to chase him?"
…
In an unknown valley
Sleeping in a small pavilion feels awkward in any position. The old man in linen robe stretched, raised his right hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes and looked at the chessboard...
Originally it was just a habitual action, but this time, it was...
Stunned……
Shocked...
Why did that person get there?
The old man in linen robe felt nervous and lifted up a white chess piece in the middle of the chessboard and placed it on the west side of the chessboard.
Then take a good look at the board...
It’s over!
The old man in linen robe felt like the world was spinning, but he still stretched out his trembling left hand to take out a black chess piece from the chess jar, and carefully placed it on the left edge of the chessboard.
Even after completing such a small movement, the old man in linen robe seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He slumped on the seat, turned his head to the side, and looked at the rolling clouds in the sky, speechless.
Please also take care of yourself!
…
Yin Wen didn't chase after him in the end.
It's not that the husband didn't let him chase her at all, but because he was still sitting still all day long in his forties, even if he wanted to chase her, he was powerless.
It was Yin Wen who didn't chase him. If he had chased him, he would have seen a few scattered drops of water on a grass not far from where the man was just standing.
Although Yin Wen did not chase the man, he eventually caught up with his husband and followed him to a house. There was an old man holding a pole, looking dreamily at the direction in which people were running.
The old man Qingniu bent down, sat with the old man on the steps in front of the door, and started talking to the old man.
"Old man, run away?"
"escape!"
"Why run away?"
"Did you call in?"
"Why don't you run away?"
"I can't escape, hey... if I could escape... would I still use it here?"
"Who called in?"
The old man's still calm face suddenly showed a hint of panic.
"Foreign...foreign army. So...so strong!"
"Where is the Marquis of Qin?"
"The Marquis of Qin went on a personal expedition! But he was still beaten to pieces! Even the troops in the Marquis of Qin's Palace couldn't stop him!"
"Do you know where the Marquis of Qin is fighting now?"
When asked this, the old man showed a trace of confusion on his face, but his answer was undoubtedly a thunderbolt for the old man Qingniu and Yin Wen!
"The city of Xianyang is destroyed, how can there be any Marquis of Qin?"
