"father……"

"father."

"father!"

The last scream broke the silent Chenye.

In the forest in the distance, countless forest birds flapping their wings, flying from the branches and hovering in the sky.

In the distance, large groups of black birds are hovering in groups near the place of human habitation.

The air is very humid and the cold autumn frost penetrates into the human lungs.

A rare soberness.

However, there is not only this in the air.

It also has a slight cold and bloody smell.

On the open space outside Tuolin Village.

A Ming army had just arrived and was on guard everywhere.

The iron head slowly raised his head.

Only then did I realize that I was lying on a tall war horse.

This horse is very familiar.

The whole body is black and soft, like the beautiful hair of Li Yatou in the village next door.

In front of the horse, was the general I saw last night before I was drowsy.

What is he doing?

The iron-headed mouth couldn't help but grow.

The general is leading his horse!

With shock and uneasiness in his heart, the iron head raised his head higher and his eyes turned forward.

Where is this?

This is Tuolin Village!

Why are you back?

Tietou felt more and more shocked.

However, when the whole picture of Taurin Village appeared in front of him, he was even more shocked.

I saw that the Tuolin Village in front of me no longer had the peace and peace of time in the past.

Although it is low and dilapidated, the neatly cleaned village houses are as if smoke and dust are floating.

The house collapsed and the courtyard wall overturned.

The big banyan tree in the village has only one person's tall trunk.

The entire Tuolin Village was covered with ashes, turning the originally green land completely grayish white.

On the street, countless corpses were everywhere.

That's Mr. Zhang!

That's Aunt Wang!

That's a dog!

That's Hua Yatou!

That's...

That's dad!

With a clang.

The iron head fell from the horse's back and hit the ground heavily.

He saw that in the village, the Ming soldiers were transporting the remains of the villagers from all over the place.

Among them is the body of his father.

"You're awake?"

Qi Zian turned around, his face a little serious, but he still tried hard to calm his expression and looked at the iron head that had fallen to the ground for some reason.

Tietou's lips kept trembling: "General...General...is...where is this..."

He couldn't believe it, and tried hard to shake his head, as if he wanted to be sure that he must be dreaming.

But everything here is reality.

Qi Zi'an was a little tired, and asked someone to support Tietou and sighed: "Tuolin Village! You have been shouting on the horse's back last night."

The two young guards felt their hands sinking.

Tietou's legs became weak and he almost fell to his knees on the ground again.

His eyes turned blood red in an instant, with white saliva on the corners of his mouth, and his hands trembled: "Tuolin Village...Tuolin Village...My father wants me to run quickly...Running..."

"father!"

Tietou shouted.

The voice was filled with sadness, which made people feel empathy, and almost burst into tears.

Tietou had already broken free from the support of the officers and soldiers. He endured the pain under his feet and his empty stomach, spread his legs and ran towards the familiar but unfamiliar Tuolin Village.

"Be careful, there is a wound on your feet!"

The officers and soldiers of the young army guards couldn't help but shout from behind, and even wanted to chase after the fool to treat the wound, but were pulled by their companions around them.

Qi Zian shook his head, looking more and more sad: "Let him go and take a few people to help the boy and bury his father."

Military affairs are important.

Qi Zi'an, who had just led his troops to Songjiang Prefecture, was helpless even if he was so sad and angry about the Tuolin Village tragedy. He needed to find out what happened last night, to rectify military affairs, to contact the local garrison of Songjiang Prefecture, and to strengthen coastal defense to prepare for the subsequent imperial court to send troops overseas and eliminate Japanese pirates.

There are many things, and there is no more time to make Qi Zian compassionate.

He told the horse that had been held for a night to his personal soldiers, Qi Zi'an approached Tuolin Village, which had been turned into ruins.

In the rear, someone rushed over to Huotou Camp.

He rushed to Qi Zi'an with a large wooden bowl.

"General, you're on your way all night and haven't had a sleep all night. It's time for you to eat something."

As he said that, the man from Huotou Camp raised the bowl in his hand.

Qi Zi'an took a look.

It's lean meat porridge.

There are even a few green leaves floating inside.

This is a precious thing.

But Qi Zian didn't have much appetite, even though his stomach had been protesting for a long time.

Shaking his head, Qi Zi'an ordered: "The three people and horses will rest in the turn, each will eat for a quarter of an hour and rest in half an hour."

The three young soldiers and horses in the young army and guards took about four hours to rest.

By then, it will be noon.

The people from Huotou Camp subconsciously raised the bowl in their hands. Seeing that the general had ignored him, he turned around and continued to walk towards Tuolin Village. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and stomp his feet helplessly, and turn around and rush back.

The general said that each house only had one quarter of an hour to eat and half an hour to close his eyes and rest.

He dared not delay, so he should send the general order back to the Huotou camp soon so that he could arrange food as soon as possible so that everyone could rest for a while.

A few moments.

Qi Zi'an had already walked to Tuolin Village.

Behind him, three young military guards and Qianhu were also accompanied by the clerks and others in the army.

As soon as the person entered Tuolin Village.

The pungent smell of blood and the foul smell after being burned can never be removed and cannot be removed.

Those who entered the village, whether it was Qi Zi'an or the ordinary officers and soldiers with the lowest military positions in the young army guards, all frowned, showing anger and murderous aura.

The village of Taurin is in chaos.

Countless corpses are being sorted out.

Yesterday, there were countless laughter and joyful villagers, and their eyes grew silently at this moment.

They die with their eyes open!

The thief's methods are cruel, horrifying, and the people who see them are terrified.
To be continued...