On the banks of the Unfixed River, the wind blew the sand and spun it, covering the wounds on the ground bit by bit.
The sun was like a big furnace, and the world was as hot as a steamer. The heavy air pressed down on everyone's chest, causing them to feel a burning pain. The 10,000 Imperial Army soldiers quietly separated into two sides, guarding the busy crowd in the middle.
The Yang family corpses were cleaned by Yang Zhong and Yang Yong, while the women were cleaned by Yang Ying and Wang Ruoshui in the white tent. Shroud clothes, paper money, linen, lime, and firewood were all transported over by the border army and placed in piles beside the corpses.
The Taoist priest was invited. On the banks of Wuding River, they burned bridges, horses and paper money. Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the complicated process of burial was dazzling. The corpses were all dressed up, looking like living people. Song Bing carefully carried them onto the carriage.
The five carriages were filled with Yang Family corpses. The car door was sealed with white strips, the front of the car was decorated with white flowers, and the car body was painted with red lines. Yang Huaiyu, Yang Zhetie, Yang Zhong, and Yang Yong held onto the hearse, covered in hemp, and cried out in grief.
On the other side, the Beggar's Sect members who died in battle were much simpler.
A pile of firewood was piled up like a small mountain, and ragged corpses were placed on the firewood mountain. The remaining one hundred Beggar's Sect disciples guarded the opposite shore with Qiao Feng and suffered minimal damage. At this moment, they were all staring at their familiar brothers with red eyes, wiping their tears and crying in low voices.
The wooden sticks that had been cut off were placed in the firewood mountain, extremely eye-catching.
" These brothers died so tragically…" Tan Gong and Tan Po couldn't help but wipe their tears.
"This is the price of poor equipment and training!”Qiao Feng stood at the side and said with red eyes,"Beggar's Sect is brave and righteous. They are not afraid of death. Even when they have the advantage in time, place, and people, they still lost to the end!”
"Sigh! "Brother Qiao, we are not a regular army after all…" Dai Dacheng sighed.
"Enough! This is not a reason!" Qiao Feng said angrily," It's a pity that these brothers died. If someone had trained them, they wouldn't have died today, and the Yang family wouldn't have lost so many people!"”
" This…" Dai Dacheng lowered his head in pain, unable to speak.
"Hero Qiao! Thank you, you've done your best!”Yang Ying and Wang Ruoshui, whose eyes were red and tearful, walked over after cleaning up. She happened to hear Qiao Feng's words and couldn't help but say. Her beautiful eyes were filled with gratitude. There was no trace of blame, and every word she said seemed to be sincere.
"But can you save the Yang family's dead just by saying that you will try your best?”Qiao Feng staggered. Just as he finished speaking, his handsome face turned frighteningly pale. Fresh blood flowed out of his mouth, and the light in his tiger eyes turned dark and gloomy.
Lion Roar was an explosive sound attack. All the essence, qi, and spirit in his body gathered in his throat. Under the push of his internal strength, he suddenly let out a roar like a tsunami. At that time, Qiao Feng was anxious and screamed continuously. He injured 1,000 enemies and 800 himself. The gains did not make up for the losses. At this moment, the enemy soldiers disappeared and slowly let down their guard. At the moment when they were extremely tired, they were also worried, angry, and sad. The two of them added up and could no longer stand steadily. They fell backward.
"Hero Qiao!" Yang Ying shouted and rushed forward, catching Qiao Feng's heavy body and hugging him tightly. That big mouth happened to land on her bulging chest, and the hot air that came out of his nose was burning.
" Ah..." The beauty cried out in a low voice. He gently moved that big head and the steel whiskers under his mouth pierced into his clothes and into his jade breasts, making him feel even more numb and uncomfortable.
"King!" At this moment, Wang Ruoshui, Mu Yiyi and Shi Miaoyu walked over and called out anxiously. Especially Shi Miaoyu, her cold gaze made one tremble as she sized up the beauty, as if she was blaming her.
" Hmph…" Yang Ying was secretly competing with Shi Miaoyu. She raised her beautiful face proudly and looked straight into Shi Miaoyu's eyes, not giving in at all.
" Miss Yang…" Qiao Feng smelled the fragrance of a virgin, which seeped straight into his heart and lungs, and he woke up slowly. He looked apologetically at the beauty and called out in a low, hoarse voice.
"Little girl, let me do it!" Shi Miaoyu looked at Yang Ying's unnatural expression and said coldly.
"I can take good care of my benefactor!" Beauty Yang said loudly. She hugged her hands even tighter, as if she was holding onto something she loved, not allowing anyone to snatch it away.
"Miaoyu, go and ask Lord Lu to send some soldiers to escort them to the Central Plains. Don't let any accidents happen!”Qiao Feng said weakly. Then, he closed his eyes and secretly circulated his almost completely depleted internal strength to slowly heal his injuries.
"Yes, sir! King, don't worry, we'll do it well!”Shi Miaoyu stared at Qiao Feng's tired face and gently agreed.
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" Let's go home..." The Taoist priest walked in front, scattering paper money and striking copper bells. She walked with complicated steps and sang loudly at every turn. Behind him, gongs, firecrackers, and strings of bamboo were constantly ringing out, playing a heavy and depressing sad tune. The paper money fluttered in the wind, leaving behind a floor full of sadness.
The elite Song soldiers rode on horses to protect the two sides of the hearse. All of the swords and spears flashed, causing the pedestrians to make way for them from afar and stretch their necks to watch.
Two days later, the convoy arrived at Willow Forest in Shanxi. From afar, one could see countless disaster victims surrounding the various porridge stalls of the government, waiting with bowls in their hands.
This was a disaster zone. Shanxi's Willow Forest had always had little rain, and it was even more difficult to survive in this once-in-a-century drought. Some fell down while waiting, never to get up again. There were also countless people who disappeared silently on the way here.
All the way east, there were refugees. It was so in sync with the funeral music of the convoy that it made many people cry.
At the foot of the mountain, everyone set up their tents, lit a fire, and cooked. They were prepared to camp out for the night.
"Good sir, please save us!”When they smelled the fragrance of the rice, a group of locals whose clothes were even more tattered than Beggar's Sect rushed over and kowtowed from afar.
"Help me take a look!" Qiao Feng had recovered well these two days. His eyes became lively, and occasionally, they would shine like lightning before disappearing. He leaned his head against Yang Ying's chest and whispered to her.
" Okay..." Yang Ying replied with a red face. This Hero Qiao was still groggy at the beginning of the day. Later on, his huge body became hotter and hotter, and it was obvious that he was getting better. However, this person was in her arms and refused to get up. She couldn't care less about him. Yang Huaiyu and his two clan brothers had given her this heavy responsibility to take good care of her benefactor.
"Not bad, it's very big!" Qiao Feng was tall. He lowered his head to look at the rippling jade breasts and praised.
" You..." Yang Ying was extremely embarrassed and angry. She raised her head and was about to curse. When he met that burning gaze, his anger vanished, and he felt a trace of sweetness in his heart.
"Let's go, beauty!" Qiao Feng put his big hand on her shoulder and smiled brightly. His tough face was filled with infinite gentleness, making people unable to help but be deeply attracted to him.
" Okay…" Yang Ying lowered her proud head and agreed in a daze. Her delicate body moved forward, but she could not feel his weight. Waves of hot air almost made her fall to the ground. At this moment, it was not her who was supporting Qiao Feng, but Qiao Feng who was protecting her.
The two of them arrived outside the camp in a strange posture. The surrounding noise was endless.
"Go! Go! Go! This is not a place for begging!" The victims were impatient and no one answered them. He could no longer hold back his hunger, and his feet involuntarily moved closer to the camp. The Song soldiers were the Imperial Army, and everyone had their eyes on the top of their heads. How could they take them to heart? They held knives and spears in their hands and berated the victims.
"Go, get someone to send some food to them!”Qiao Feng looked at the emaciated refugee with a look of pity in his eyes. He waved his hand and called a Song soldier over.
"But there are many disaster victims here. Once we do good deeds, I'm afraid we'll be surrounded by them and can't move an inch!”Song Bing said hesitantly.
"Get someone to send it over first!" Qiao Feng said firmly.
"Beauty, take me to the disaster victims!”Qiao Feng said to Yang Ying beside him.
"Old man, are you alright?" Qiao Feng helped a white-haired old man up and asked kindly.
"Sigh! Her son left last month and never came back! Last month, her grandson disappeared. Her daughter-in-law heard that someone was cooking a child to satisfy her hunger. He hurriedly went out to search, but there was no news of him…Why was this old man so blind!”The old man sobbed, his voice dripping with blood.
"Old man, how many refugees are there here?”Qiao Feng's heart ached. He helped him sit down and asked.
"They're all over the place. The younger ones have all gone to the west! It was said that Xixia was recruiting people and had sufficient food. We're far away, leaving the old, weak, sick and disabled here to die!”The old man said with tears in his eyes.
"Old man, I know about your situation! We don't have much food, so we can't help them all! You guys recommend a hundred people to follow the convoy. They will be our responsibility from now on! No more, or they would all starve to death. Please understand!”Qiao Feng said to the old man with tears in his eyes.
" This..." The old man and the surrounding refugees looked at each other. More and more people swarmed over and were about to crush the convoy.
"Good!" The old man sighed. After talking to the crowd, groups of refugees gathered together, adding up to at least 5,000.
"Pass down the order. The 100 people elected by the disaster victims, no matter who they are, will be accepted!”Qiao Feng called out to a Song Bing.
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"Hero Qiao! You've already done enough!" Yang Ying secretly looked at the majestic giant and sat in the tent in a daze. His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted together. She had witnessed the scene with her own eyes and agreed with this approach. She couldn't help but say coquettishly as she felt an inexplicable sense of affection in her heart.
"Beauty, the people are suffering!" Qiao Feng sighed, his tiger eyes flashing with a ball of fire. Staring at her heroic and beautiful face, he muttered,"If only there was a place where the officials were clean, the money was rolling in, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment!”
" Hero Qiao…" Yang Ying was shocked when she heard that. Looking at the man's thoughtful face, she couldn't help but reach out her hand and caress him.""Everything will be fine! If you live, there will be hope!"
Qiao Feng's eyes lit up as if he had seen hope. A smile appeared on his face. He hugged Yang Ying with his big hand and kissed her slightly upturned lips. He laughed and said,"Beauty, you're right!"
"Are you good or bad?”Yang Ying glared at him with her round eyes and rubbed her lips with her jade-like hands.
" Haha…" Qiao Feng laughed.
"Brother Qiao, have you recovered?" Wang Ruoshui came in with Mu Yiyi and Shi Miaoyu and asked in surprise when she saw Qiao Feng's happy appearance.
"This…I'm almost recovered!”Qiao Feng replied. His reluctant gaze lingered on Beauty Yang's chest, causing Yang Ying's body to burn.
" Hehe…" Wang Ruoshui's beautiful eyes shifted between Qiao Feng and Yang Ying as she giggled. She gave a strange look to the two beauties beside her and walked over. Her jade-like hands grabbed the root of his fault.
" King, I want…" Mu Yiyi's blue eyes lit up with fire, and her body rose and fell violently. She stuck close to Qiao Feng and said in a delicate voice.
"Little girl, do you want to come?" Shi Miaoyu said coldly to Yang Ying. The cold light in her beautiful eyes carried an overbearing power, making Yang Ying feel very uncomfortable.
" Princess... you..." Yang Ying was at a loss and said in a panic. At first, she didn't know who Shi Miaoyu was and was very unhappy with her coldness. However, after knowing her identity, the Yang family's strict loyalty to the monarch since young had controlled her little head and she did not dare to be impudent anymore. Looking at the increasingly heated scene in the tent, he was very nervous and had a trace of anticipation.
This person made her angry and happy at the same time.
(The grief of the Yang family made it difficult for the author to write a beautiful article! The next chapter will definitely eat Little Yang Ying! Please reward me, please give me flowers!
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