win the hairpin

Chapter 325 Join the Army
When Song Huiyue and the three were hiding their heads and tails among the refugees, the old horse of the He family knew the way, and dragged Mrs. He and brother-in-law back to the He family. Amid the blood soaring to the sky, the two of them were already completely chilled.

The people waiting at the He family waited for a long time, seeing that there was no movement in the carriage, only the smell of blood was spreading in the cold wind, they were all frightened and did not dare to go forward.

In the end, He Jianghuai stepped forward and opened the car curtain.

There were two corpses lying down in the carriage, the walls were covered with blood stains, and the heads on the necks were all drooping in strange postures, leaving only a small amount of skin and flesh connected to the necks.

All the people present looked at each other in shock, as if a basin of snow water had been dumped on their heads.

No one made a sound. After a long while, the yamen servants rushed back to Zhizhou's yamen and told Zhizhou that Zhizhou quickly sent someone to check and ordered the yamen servants to search for the assailant's whereabouts. He's family and Mrs. He's family were all suffering , each wrote a petition and came.

The yamen servants followed the ruts all the way to the mass grave, where countless corpses were discarded, and the corpses of the dead were still fresh in a pool of blood.

Everyone searched for a long time, but they didn't know the origins of these ten people. There were no household stickers or other things on their bodies, but they all carried murder weapons.

The yamen servants reported back the doubts of the ten people in Zhizhou. Zhizhou was afraid that it was a spy from another country, so he asked someone to wrap up the body and drag it to the Criminal Division.

Shuai Si ordered a group of soldiers to arrest him, searched the door, and asked the painter to draw a portrait so that he could issue arrest documents.

The members of the He family scrambled to describe the faces of the three of them to the painter. Needless to say, Li Jun was easy to recognize, with scars all over his face, but Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao had different faces.

He Jianghuai said that Song Huiyue was thin and tanned, and said that Yin Xiao was ordinary and didn't remember what she looked like at all.

He Xiaobao said that Song Huiyue was as beautiful as a celestial being, and Yin Xiao——he didn't look directly at it.

The old nanny next to Mrs. He said that the two men were vicious. After some description, the artist almost thought that Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao were all monsters and ghosts, with three heads and six arms.

In the end, the painter neutralized everyone's words, and the painting was neither ugly nor beautiful, and he couldn't find it among the crowd.

The night was restless, but the refugees calmed down, and Yin Xiao fell into a nightmare. After closing his eyes, it was full of blood and Han Beiqu.

Han Beiqu's face is constantly changing, sometimes it is a bronze crane, sometimes it is a dead man killed by him, they look at him from high, and he keeps falling——

He opened his eyes suddenly, his body was covered in cold sweat, the wounds on his body were throbbing with pain, the strong wind was raging in his ears, and he was holding the spear tightly. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of the dark room over there, the fallen The food on the ground, the sweet candy, and the endless blood.

He got a headache and reached out to pat his head, but Song Huiyue's face suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Headache?" Song Huiyue sat up, holding his head and placing it on her lap, as if he was also her little brother, enjoying the same treatment as Song Qinghui.

He looked at Song Huiyue blankly, with longing and aggrieved expression, a hoarse voice rolled out of his throat, and rubbed his head against Song Huiyue's palm.

"It will be fine soon," Song Huiyue stroked his hair slowly, "Don't be afraid, after standing under the sun for a long time, the sneakiness will naturally be dispelled, go to sleep."

Yin Xiao leaned heavily against Song Huiyue, and fell asleep without thinking. Before dawn, he woke up and felt that his mind became clear, but he didn't open his eyes.

He could feel the softness and warmth under his head, and the biting cold air filled his nose, which mixed with the breath of Song Huiyue's body.

Song Huiyue moved slightly, as if waking up from sleep, and then put a hand on the top of his head, and stroked it lovingly.

Yin Xiao heard Li Jun yawning beside him, and let out a long growl in his stomach: "I'm so thirsty."

Song Huiyue's voice was soft: "Yes, wait for the porridge."

Li Jun asked again: "Will you recruit troops today?"

"I don't know," Yin Xiao heard Song Huiyue say again, "Stop talking, save some energy, thirsty."

Yin Xiao listened, and continued to close her eyes to rest obediently.

Everyone is thirsty, the blood in the throat has dried up, the flesh is sticking together, the saliva star is plowing a piece of wasteland when swallowing, the tongue and teeth cannot be felt, the mouth is also glued together, if you want to open your mouth, You have to tear the two lips apart.

The only thing that can quench their thirst and survive is a bowl of gruel.

The morning light was shining, and the sun seemed to be fished out of the ice cellar. There was no warmth. After waiting, they didn't wait for the porridge giver, but instead waited for the recruiting team of the Xiang Army.

In front of the huts of the refugees, there were many soldiers with weapons like hemp. Tables and tables were lined up. A gold-backed black flag was floating in the air, with the word "Zhongrui" on it. A dozen baskets were carried under the table. There are consistent copper coins.

There are three cloth silk rulers, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, bows and arrows, etc. on the table case. The officers and soldiers sitting in front of the table case can read and write, and can fill in the grid. He also brought three strong army horses.

When recruiting soldiers, as long as they can pass the qualifications, those who neglect their duties and outrageous people will also be included in the military registration, and their previous crimes can be written off.

Immediately, there was a commotion among the refugees. Most of the refugees who survived until now are strong and strong people, but they are not willing to apply at this time.

All refugees will be incorporated into the former army. If there is a dispute, they will go to the battlefield. The former army has the most casualties. If the battle is fierce, almost one out of ten survives.

Yin Xiao sat up and asked Song Huiyue with his eyes if he came forward. Song Huiyue shook his head and told him to wait and see what happened.

Within a quarter of an hour, three young men rose from the crowd and stepped forward.

Someone took the lead, and gradually someone got up, and soon a line was formed, and Song Huiyue patted Yin Xiao, indicating that he could go.

"This is a road of no return." Li Jun smiled and stood up.

He stood behind Yin Xiao, watched Yin Xiao measure his body, and the officers and soldiers reported: "Five feet six inches, qualified, step back twenty steps to the right, and cover your eyes."

Yin Xiao withdrew, tested his eyesight, and let the officers and soldiers watch his jumping, jumping, and getting off his horse.

After reading everything, the officers and soldiers who filled in the form ordered him to come forward and asked him his name and age.

"Lou Yinxiao, fifteen."

The officers and soldiers asked which two words, gave him the grid and asked him to tattoo.

The writer tattooed the word "Zhongrui" on the back of Yin Xiao's hand, patted Yin Xiao on the shoulder, and motioned him to pick up the things.

Around him, there were a few tattooed young men sitting dejectedly. The tattooing was not very painful. What made them uncomfortable was that after the tattooing, there was no way out.

This may be their starting point, or it may be their end point. The bones outside Dingzhou City will also have their share.

It is too difficult to survive.

Yin Xiao just looked at the tattoo on the back of his hand, then turned his head to look at Song Huiyue who was sitting still, and then went to get ten pennies, turban, silk hemp shoes, cloth shirt, waist tie, and cloth armor .

He doesn't care about life, and he has no fear of death.

(End of this chapter)