The rain is like a pillar, the river is rushing like an arrow, and the waves are like rushing. There is probably a mountain torrent in some place upstream. The already turbulent river water is even more surging. The turbid current washes over the floating bamboo rafts on the water surface, making horrifying sounds in the dark.

The floating bridge could not withstand such destruction and was shaking. In a short while, many bamboo branches were washed away and the people could no longer pass through.

"A little later, you can't come over." Wang Chao smashed his tongue in fear, with a look of "lucky come over in time", hid under a tree and twisted the water on his pants: "It's a good thing that you built the bridge in time, so you hit it slowly, even if you can't even build the bridge."

"Thank you, General Natu for helping him. Wang is very grateful." Wang Kui also bowed to Natuzhi, his words full of gratitude.

Hundreds of Hanzhou soldiers rushed to cross the river before the river surged. It was not unlucky.

Na Duozhi quickly helped him up with both hands and said with a smile: "Don't be polite. You and I are both officials from the imperial court. It is appropriate to support each other."

Wang Kui was not willing to listen. After another thank you, Tuozhi saw Wang Kui's face clearly with the firelight on the other side.

He looked at Wang Kui for a while and suddenly said, "You big bearded man looks so familiar. Have we seen him somewhere?"

Wang Kui said: "I should have seen it. I was also in the mountains here a few days ago. I came from Hanzhou and borrowed food and grass from your Xuzhou army."

After saying this, Tuozhi and Wang Chao both remembered it, and they smiled and said, "By the way, right, there is something like this. Haven't you already gone to Gongzhou? Why are you trapped here again?"

Wang Kui's face suddenly turned red because of shame. Fortunately, the night was dark and others couldn't see clearly, so he told the story all the time.

"I originally wanted to come out to pick up Ying Guijun, but I didn't want to help you, but instead implicated you in the risk of helping me. I was so ashamed." Wang Kui blushed and bowed his fists and felt embarrassed: "Please take me to see your defensive envoys, I want to kneel down in person to thank you."

Wang Chao and Natuzhi looked at each other, and wanted to laugh but felt that they shouldn't laugh. They were so depressed. In the end, Natuzhi was a little more steady, and said some comforting words, and then said, "My Ghost King is currently fighting the Mongolian army ten miles away from here. He wanted to come here in person, but we have helped you escape from danger, so there is no need to come. The night is dark and the wind is high, and the Mongolians are blocked by the river and cannot chase them. We send someone to guide us. Please ask Lord Wang to take people back to Hezhou immediately. Let's leave."

Wang Kui said anxiously: "Stay here! I don't know your defense envoy... Oh, Lord Ghost King, do you still want to wander outside and block the Mongolian army?"

Wang Chao showed off his face with a gloomy face: "Of course, we will meet with the Ghost King later and go to Lingjing Supervisor to do a big thing!"

When Wang Kui heard this, his heart turned and the rain above his head poured his mood into a very clear state. This time he came out, he returned without any success, which was really embarrassing. He went back and saw no face, so he simply made up his heart. He said with a heart of heart: "Wang went back, and the soldiers who died here died in vain. The Mongols are still rampant in Shu. Why not join forces and work together to advance together?"

"This..." Na Duzhi became embarrassed. The Xuzhou army had no food. It was really difficult to say a few hundred more words. Moreover, the two sides had a joint army, and Wang Kui was not easy to command. Changsun Hong probably wouldn't agree.

As if seeing through what Natuzhi was thinking, Wang Kui expressed his opinion again that the joining forces between the two sides did not mean to seize the command of the Xuzhou soldiers. On the contrary, where to go and what to do next, it would be done according to Changsun Hong's intention.

After saying this, Na Tuozhi reluctantly agreed and said that after meeting, Changsun Hong decided to take it. So the two sides agreed and took advantage of the heavy rain and darkness to leave the river.

When marching with the people from Shimenfan on a rainy night, Wang Kui and Hanzhou soldiers really opened their eyes. On the muddy mountain path, Shimenfan was still walking calmly. Although the speed was much slower, he walked steadily with the few wind and lights, and no one fell behind.

But the soldiers in Hanzhou were no longer able to do it. Some people kept falling and falling, and some even slipped into the mountain stream and could never come back.

The people in Shimenfan had to slow down their speed and take care of friendly troops. They walked for about ten miles of mountain roads until dawn before they arrived at the place.

Na Duozhi had already sent someone back to report what happened here. Changsun Hong had already cleaned up and was waiting for their arrival.

The morning light rises in the mountains, and the rain and mist intersect it, wetting people's clothes and armor. The dewdrops are crystal clear and hung on the armor leaves, and dripping onto the ground one by one as the armored people sit up.

The rain is still there, and the soldiers indirectly have clean spring water on the rocks. They can drink it directly after putting it in. The shriveled pot-and-knit cakes are still unpalatable, but it is not a problem for those who are used to hard life.

The Hanzhou soldiers who walked over with fallen leaves in the forest came to Shimenfan's garrison under the leadership of Natuzhi and Wang Chao.

When the two sides met, they exchanged greetings and admired Wang Kui, Changsun Hong. Such people were needed in the Song Dynasty's official group with a strong scholarly spirit.

Changsun Hong considered Wang Kui's request again and again, but agreed. First, Wang Kui's identity as a prefect will have a good effect on Shimenfan's future plans, and second, he needs a friend.

A promising friend.

He greeted Wang Kui and prepared to set off, but time was tight.

Wang Kui was a little surprised and asked, "Didn't it mean that there are Mongolians fighting you? Let's go now?"

"It was solved last evening." Changsun Hong said lightly, as if he was talking about a small matter: "It's just two or three hundred people, and it won't take much time."

He spread his hands at Wang Kui: "We are going to get out of food. If we don't hurry up and grab some food, we will go hungry tomorrow night. Lingjing Supervisor is two days away, so you must follow closely, Lord Wang."

Wang Kui nodded in surprise. He had never seen the battle between Shimen Fan, so of course he felt a little bragging.

One or two hundred Mongolians were also Mongolians. Even the Red Army and Han Army could not easily be eaten. Although there were many soldiers in Xuzhou, Changsun Hong's relaxed appearance still made people unable to believe it.

But everyone drove away, walked through the forest, and passed by an open space, and when Wang Kui saw a pile of things, he believed it.

A hill made of human heads is piled on the open space, emitting a pungent smell of blood and a disgusting stench.

Count it, at least there are hundreds.

Many people have their heads hanging down, their foreheads are shaved off and their hair is three times, and they have two long braids on the left and right. The typical Mongolian head shape is the same. There are many hair-dressed people and long-haired Han people's heads, which are staggered and like a towering pyramid.

Such a shocking scene suddenly appeared in the peaceful woodland, and the timid person would immediately fall to death.

"This is Leijingguan." Changsun Hong, who was by Wang Kui, saw his eyes and said in a cold tone: "I learned from the Mongols. After they massacre the city, they would do such things at the city gate, with the intention of shocking and telling everyone that they would not surrender to their end."

"This... is too cruel." Wang Kui was a little disgusted in his subconscious mind. Orthodox Confucianism made him instinctively reject: "It's too disgusting."

"Yes, I feel so too." Changsun Hong shrugged his shoulders while walking. Although Wang Kui didn't understand the meaning of this action: "But what should we do? The ancients taught us to treat the human body with the way of others. Everyone came and went, and they were each other."

Wang Kui didn't say anything, but just followed Changsun Hong, his eyes stayed on the head until the path turned around and could no longer be seen.

Use the way of others to treat others.

At this moment, some deeply rooted ideas in his heart were shaken.
Chapter completed!