The rain is still falling.

Everything was immersed in clammy darkness.

After the meeting at the New Tiger Palace, there were naturally other groups of forces in other places in the city, discussing strategies to deal with the whole matter. Dark figures separated after whispering.

…

The endless cold is rushing in from all directions, drowning the already broken body.

In the rain, he would wake up occasionally, and all he could see was the figure carrying her forward.

In an unknown place, the figure tore open her clothes and seemed to be repairing the wounds on her body.

He was also seriously injured, but for some reason, he didn't fall down yet.

"Wake up..."

"Wake up..."

"Wake up!"

In a daze, I also felt that I had been slapped.

In the rainy night, a broken body was struggling to repair another broken body.

"You, You Hongzhuo..."

"Um?"

"Do you still remember...remember..."

"What?"

"Do you remember... Luan Fei... and Qin Xiang..."

"Yes, remember." The broken figure was not surprised by the name she mentioned.

"That's my... adopted brother... and sister... you... you..."

"……guessed."

"Yanmen Pass... Yanmen Pass is so desolate... there is no food, everyone will starve to death..."

"..."

"The older brothers and sisters... they go out to find food, think of ways... to get money, and send the money back..."

"Um."

"Sometimes, they also lie to people...and harm some people...Brother Luan and Sister Qinxiang...you still remember..."

"...The third sister was very kind to me." The broken figure replied in a muffled voice, "She was killed by Tan Zheng and his gang..."

"After Brother Luan went back, he lost his legs, and Sister Qin Xiang also went there...He, he had a bad life..."

"..."

"Later you became famous, helped the Prime Minister, and acted chivalrously... He would sometimes talk about you..."

"..."

"Say...it's a pity that your brotherhood is fake. He...failed to treat your brother well..."

"...Is he still alive?"

"Master Luan... is so poor..."

"..."

"There's nothing to eat..."

"...Is he...alive?"

"He...has no legs..."

"..."

"Master Luan... is so poor..."

"..."

"The Jurchen is about to go south. He has no legs... Sister Qin Xiang is gone too... he fell into the well and died..."

The rain didn't stop, and in the silence, You Hongzhuo hugged her, slightly startled...

"Damn it... Jurchens -" the woman cried, "Zhongyuan... before Zhongyuan... everything was fine..."

The autumn wind and autumn rain were as cold as knives, constantly cutting from all directions under the dilapidated eaves. He still remembered the scene he saw in Zhaode, where the rebellious troops moved toward the enemy one after another.

As they surged up, a group of people was scattered. Another general named Wang Juyun's adopted son and daughter-in-law led them to attack again. The city wall was broken, and several groups of people rushed forward to block the opening. The man who had never been there before

The cold-faced female general fought until she was exhausted, and finally hugged her brother's body in a pool of blood, looking up to the sky and crying.

The Rebellion Master's battles did not have many powerful strategies, their supplies were too few, and their training was not enough. They just... tried their best.
Chapter completed!