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Chapter five hundred and first, bad news

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    In the dark forest, the soldiers of the Qinghe Army were dormant with gleaming sharp knives in their hands.

    On the provincial highway not far away, the militia team holding torches looked like a long winding dragon in the dark night.

    The exhausted militia troops were on the road overnight, exhaustion and hunger eroded them, making their steps as heavy as if they had been filled with lead water.

    "Plop¡ª"

    Some exhausted militia soldiers fell to the ground as they walked. The huge exhaustion of physical and mental strength made him gasp for breath.

    The dejected and numb militia soldiers around took a look at the fallen soldier, and then looked away, without taking another look, and let him fall into the cold muddy water.

    The wailing of wounded soldiers on the verge of death sounded from the roadside from time to time. They were struggling, but no one paid attention to them.

    This civilian army was shrouded in a bleak and melancholy atmosphere, and everyone was in a state of panic all day long.

    "kill!"

    In the mountains and forests, there was a loud cry of killing again, and countless pine torches suddenly appeared. Amidst the footsteps of the tide, the Qinghe army hiding in the darkness reappeared.

    "Run away¡ª¡ª"

    "The thief army is coming¡ª¡ª"

    When the demoralized militia soldiers saw the Qinghe troops rushing out of the forest, they had no intention of resisting.

    "Don't run, don't run!"

    A battalion general of the civilian army tried to control the troops to repel the Qinghe army, but the civilian army fled in all directions, and no one paid attention to his cries.

    "Oops¡ª¡ª"

    The battalion general of the civilian army shouted hoarsely, but was soon knocked over by the soldiers who fled in a panic and fell into the muddy water.

    When he was struggling to get up, the Qinghe army with sharp sabers in his hands had already rushed forward.

    "Don't kill, don't kill, I surrender¡ª"

    Facing these murderous soldiers of the Qinghe Army, the battalion general of the civilian army threw away the weapon in his hand and knelt down to beg for mercy.

    A Qinghe army soldier with a fierce look on his face kicked him to the ground, causing the civilian army general to gnaw his mouth full of muddy water.

    The soldiers of the Qinghe Army held down the battalion general of the civilian army, quickly groped his body with a pair of big hands, and took away the dagger in his boot.

    "Go to the side of the road and squat! Get out of the way!"

    After seizing the dagger in the boot of the civilian army camp general, the soldiers of the Qinghe Army picked it up and pushed it to the side of the road.

    Just like this civilian army general, countless civilian army soldiers who fled in all directions were exhausted and soon became prisoners of the Qinghe army.

    "This battle is really boring. Everyone is as cowardly as a mouse. They run away when they see us."

    Seeing a string of militia prisoners being detained and gathered together, Yue Shan, the battalion commander of the Qinghe Army Banner who led the attack, was also full of annoyance.

    Yue Shan led a banner battalion of 5,000 brothers to ambush in the dark forest. His original intention was to eat up the rear guard of the militia.

    But as soon as they came out, the civilian army collapsed, so they had no chance to take action, and they took prisoners all over the mountains and plains.

    Yue Shan and the others captured the guard troops of the militia almost without bloodshed, and captured more than 6,000 prisoners.

    "Father, there are shouts of killing from the rear guard, do you want to send troops back to reinforce?"

    Seeing countless flames and shouts of killing from the rear guard, Qin Yun rode his horse to the front of Xiaoqi General Qin Feng, and asked for instructions loudly.

    The two battalions of the guards were not full, with only more than 6,000 people. Qin Yun was worried that they would not be the opponents of the Qinghe army.

    "I can't control that much now, just move on."

    Xiaoqi General Qin Feng did not let his son lead his troops to reinforce the rear guard, but decided to move on.

    Although Qin Yun felt that it was not righteous to abandon thousands of soldiers in the rear guard, he could only sigh when he thought that the rear guard could stop the Qinghe army for a while and buy them time.

    The Qinghe Army attacked like ghosts and ghosts, and they always attacked from places where the civilian army was weak.

    Facing the mighty Qinghe Army, the troops of the marching civilian army have become frightened.

    When they encountered the attack of the Qinghe army, they didn't line up to fight, but scattered in a crowd and fled westward.

    The units of the Qinghe Army also tasted the sweetness, and their courage became more and more courageous, and they began to intersperse and cut the units of the civilian army.

    Many militia troops walking behind asked the Qinghe army to make dumplings, while the militia troops in front were worried about their own safety and didn't botherReturn to rescue, but speed to escape.

    As a result, many militia troops surrounded by the Qinghe army watched their friendly troops run away. They beheaded those stubborn generals and surrendered directly.

    The 20th Corps of the People's Army almost spent the night in fear, fighting and walking, and suffered great losses.

    At dawn, the 20th Corps of the People's Army led by Qin Feng arrived at a dilapidated village, and only then did he have time to catch his breath.

    Qin Feng, an old general, has been working hard for days, coupled with the occasional cold, he also appears weak.

    "Count the casualties."

    When he stopped to rest, feeling dizzy, Xiaoqi General Qin Feng still forcibly pulled himself together and ordered his son Qin Yun to count the casualties.

    "Father, there are about 30,000 people keeping up with the team, and many troops have fallen behind."

    I don¡¯t know if I don¡¯t count, but I¡¯m startled when I count it. There are only more than 30,000 people who followed Xiaoqi General Qin Feng to arrive here.

    ?These more than 30,000 people were covered in mud and water, and their faces were full of exhaustion. Their dry food was lost during the rapid march at night, and many of them were even hungry.

    "Get something to eat and take a rest, and send someone to urge the troops who are behind, so that they can catch up as soon as possible."

    General Xiaoqi Qin Feng saw that these exhausted soldiers could not walk any longer, so he ordered to cook and cook to replenish his strength.

    But they retreated in embarrassment and even threw away the pot. Although there is only a little food left, they can't cook hot meals at all.

    The hungry soldiers had to gnaw on cold dry food, and there was not much such dry food. Many people even drew their knives at each other for a piece of pancake.

    The 20th Corps of the People's Army fell into an unprecedented predicament, but the house leak happened to rain overnight, and another bad news came.

    "Father, brother, brother is dead."

    When Xiaoqi General Qin Feng was drinking hot soup in the yard of a farmhouse in the village, the fourth son Qin Shan suddenly broke into the house with a sad face.

    "What?!"

    After Qin Feng heard this, the big bowl containing hot soup fell to the ground and shattered.

    "What did you say?"

    Qin Feng took two steps forward and grabbed Qin Shan who broke into the house, his face full of disbelief.

    "Brother, brother has already been murdered by the bandit army, and his body is outside." Qin Shan cried bitterly.

    Qin Feng stumbled out of the house, and a corpse covered with a white cloth came into view.

    When Qin Feng took a deep breath and stepped forward to lift the white cloth, he saw the face of his eldest son Qin Lie. After being hit, his head went black and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

    "Dad, dad¡ª¡ª"

    Qin Yun and the others yelled and rushed over, pinching and shaking again, and then hurriedly carried Qin Feng into the house.

    After Qin Feng woke up leisurely, he seemed to be ten years old when he was over sixty years old, and he looked extremely weak.

    "Don't wait for the stragglers. Hurry up and leave. One who can escape counts as one. Don't let my Qin family become extinct."

    "Father, let's go together."

    Qin Yun said with a face full of grief and indignation.

    "Yun, Yun'er, be obedient, let's go, let's go"

    Seeing the sons around the bed, Qin Feng's voice became extremely weak, and he quickly closed his eyes weakly.

    "Dad!"

    "Dad!"

    When Qin Yun and the others saw their father Qin Feng passing away, they were filled with grief, and tears burst out of their eyes uncontrollably.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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