Chapter 670 The people suffer

   Hearing the man's miserable cries, the woman covered her child's mouth tightly and hid under the bed.

  The Tartars with knives rushed in and rummaged around.

  The woman listened to the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets and the laughter of the Tartars, took out a sweat towel and stuffed it into the child's mouth, silently begging the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless her child to survive this disaster.

  However, the sky has no eyes, and the experienced Tartars quickly probed their long knives under the bed, just in the woman's arm. The woman couldn't help crying and was dragged out by the Tartars.

The moment the    woman was dragged out, she forcefully pushed the child in her arms inside.

  Several long knives slid under the bed again, but this time they didn't touch anything.

   The young child hid in the innermost part, and soon heard the screams of his mother accompanied by a strange voice that he could not understand.

   Several intruding Tartars took turns to spoil the woman. The woman was dying, her eyes staring at the direction of the courtyard gate.

  Her man is there. They grew up as childhood sweethearts. When they got married, they agreed that if someone died at the age of ninety-seven, Naihe Bridge would wait three years. Now it doesn't seem that three years are that long.

  My son, please walk slowly, I'm here.

   "Daliang women are really boring, this is no good." A Tartar grinned and took out the dirty thing and urinated at the woman's face.

   The other Tartars were not surprised, and gathered up the soft and soft food they found.

"This house is not bad, it actually hides broken silver." A Tartar smiled with satisfaction, pointed a knife at the woman's chest and stabbed it in, "Okay, for the sake of silver, give her a good time. ."

   Several Tartars laughed and walked away to the next door.

  The woman was unable to move, so she dared to turn her eyes to look under the bed.

  Her child, what will we do in the future?

  My dear, don't come out, don't come out, you have to live without your parents in the future...

The    woman spat out a big mouthful of blood, and finally stopped moving.

   Her eyes never left the direction of the bed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out.

  The Tartars' burning, killing, and looting lasted all night, and they left contented after they had harvested a lot.

  The foot of the emperor has always been a good place to live and establish a business in the hearts of the people of Daliang, but when the sun shines on this land in the northern suburbs of Beijing again, those villages that were originally prosperous became devastated.

The old village chief of Qingniu Village knelt in front of the ancestral hall that was burnt to ashes by the Tartars, with his forehead pressed to the ground, and he was crying: "God, you have no eyes, let my Qingniu Village suffer this disaster, more than 200 people. Everyone in Kou Village has been poisoned by the Tartars!"

   Those gangsters spoke the unfamiliar Daliang dialect last night, and they communicated in Northern Qi dialect for most of the time. They still didn't understand that this was the arrival of the Northern Qi Tartars.

An old woman knelt down in front of the old village chief and cried hoarsely: "Village chief, why is this? Didn't those Tartars be beaten by the champion? Why did they pass through Shanhaiguan to kill us? Have pity on me. My family of sixteen is the only one alive, three sons, daughter-in-law, five grandsons and three granddaughters, and the eldest granddaughter-in-law who has just entered the house. She is still pregnant! Why didn't I die? Why didn't I die? "

  The old woman suddenly stood up and rushed over according to a large stone.

   At her age, her running speed is not inferior to that of young people. What is even more surprising is that no one can stop the villagers who are kneeling or sitting.

   Soon came a thumping sound, and the old woman collapsed beside the boulder, her head was bleeding, and she died of breathlessness.

  The old village chief looked at the tragic old woman and murmured: "Death is pure, dead pure..."

   There is only one person in a family of 16. The survivors may be happier if they go underground to reunite with their relatives early.

  The people of the village seemed to have lost their souls, and they gathered together in a daze, motionless.

   After a long time, a young man suddenly stood up and said loudly: "I know why, I know why!"

   "Erwa, what did you say?" As the young man shouted, the villagers reacted like walking dead.

   "Because the champion was thrown into the prison by the emperor, the Tartars knew that our God of War was gone, so they dared to come to us to **** it!"

   "Really? Those beasts really came here because the emperor shut down the champion?"

  Different from the people in the north and south, the people in the suburbs of Beijing have been stable for decades, and the soldiers on the expedition are certainly worthy of admiration in their hearts, but those feelings are far less profound than those of the people caught in the war.

   Human nature is like this, how can a war that is thousands of miles away is more scary than a gangster who robs you?

   If it weren't for this catastrophe, these people would never have imagined that the Tartars could reach the suburbs of Beijing.

   "Of course it's true. I went to the city a few days ago and heard people talking about when the emperor would behead the champion! Think about it, the champion has been guarding the Northland for all these years, how can there be such a thing!"

  The villagers no longer doubted, and they all covered their faces and cried bitterly: "What should we do?"

   The young man said loudly: "Anyway, staying in the village will be a death once the Tartars come. I will go to the city and ask those officials to release the champion!"

   "Yes, the gentlemen begging officials released the champion!"

  The villagers gathered together and rushed to the North City Gate in a mighty manner, chasing after the young boy who had escaped by hiding under the bed.

   The little boy had only one thought in his mind: he was going to find the champion that Brother Erwa said. The champion was so majestic, he would return his parents to him.

   On this day, I don’t know how many people in the suburbs of Beijing rushed to the city, and even the guards guarding the city gate could not scare them away with swords and guns.

The incident of    Northern Qi Tartars looting villages on the outskirts of Beijing was like a thunderous explosion in the court, which immediately shocked the world.

   "Why did this happen? How did the Tartars come to the outskirts of Beijing?" Countless ministers surrounded Lan Shoufu and Xu Cifu and asked.

   At this moment, they lost their usual scruples and smoothness, and they all shouted, "We want to see the emperor!"

  Emperor Kang did not go to court all the year round, and only ministers in the cabinet could see the emperor's face easily.

Lan Shoufu was so powerful that they didn't dare to provoke them on weekdays, but now they don't report the news to the emperor. Last night, the Tartars were able to stroll around the suburbs of Beijing, and they might be able to break into the city tomorrow night. Heaven has changed.

   "Everyone, don't be impatient, the emperor already knows about this." Lan Shan said with a sullen face.

The fact that    the Tartars could break into the suburbs of Beijing was really unexpected, and as a result, his hard work over the past few days was wasted.

  Lanshan was indeed the person who knew Emperor Ming Kang the most. After hearing the report, Emperor Ming Kang stopped throwing coins, and he was no longer in a tangled mood. He immediately issued an order to release the champion and ordered him to lead the army immediately.

   (end of this chapter)