I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 897, cut pupil

Time, 1024 in the imperial calendar, location, north of the imperial capital.

I don't know if it's because of the season, or it's just like this here, the cold wind howls recklessly in the sky, hits the face like a bone-scraping knife, and the icy chill sneaks into the body along the pores, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Outside a dilapidated fortress, the city gate was wide open, and under the support of soldiers, the residents of the city lined up in a messy line and staggered out of the city.

At a glance, the whole team looked like a long snake, drawing a slender black line on the ground, and slowly meandering forward.

There is no purpose and no hope!

In the cold wind that was as cold as a knife, most of them bent their bodies, like walking corpses, mechanically following the steps ahead.

Numbness and sadness are deeply engraved on everyone's face, and the back of the previous person is reflected in the cloudy eyes, just like that, staring unblinkingly, like a fragile silk thread, leading them to the future .

Is there a future?
Everyone asks themselves that question.

Leaving the fortress, walking on the desolate land of ice and snow, the thin clothes can't block the biting cold wind at all, while enduring the endless freezing, we must always beware of dangerous species that may jump out to prey, and even avoid the warring army...

Everything seems to indicate that they have no future!
Either starve to death in this barren land, or become food in the mouths of dangerous species.But even so, they still couldn't wait to escape from the fortress and escape from the devil's lair that was about to fall.

For no other reason than to be held captive by the Imperial Army was more frightening to them than freezing to death outside.Especially the leader of the army, the general who takes pleasure in torturing people, Estes!
At the thought of this name, everyone's heart trembled, and the pace of marching accelerated a lot unconsciously.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, their legs were already numb from the cold, and they couldn't even feel the sensation of their calves and feet below the knees. The reason they were able to stand and walk was all supported by their fear of Esthers.

At this moment, the team in front stopped suddenly, and the refugees following behind them didn't react at all, and hit the back of the previous person along the inertia.

Both of them couldn't control their bodies and fell to the ground. The refugees behind them also couldn't stop and tripped over their fallen legs.

"Ouch!"

"The one in front, what the hell are you doing?"

"Why did it stop so well? Damn it, I don't even know how to say hello in advance!"

Whoa!

Like dominoes, the ragged refugees stumbled to the ground one after another, grunting, complaining, and cursing.

Up until now, the walking dead, who were like zombies, finally gained a little bit of popularity.

"It's the Donne!"

I don't know who shouted, the clear tone was mixed with fear and despair, like an invisible broom, it swept away all the complaints and curses, leaving only short and violent gasps, and a pair of eyes full of tears. Bloodshot eyes.

The Dona River used to be the mother river that gave birth to them, but now, this nearly 30-meter-wide river is like a moat, blocking their way of escape.

In front is the rushing river, behind is the fortress that is about to fall... At this moment, panic and despair spread in everyone's hearts.

They left the fortress with a ten-thousandth hope and fled here because there were rumors that the general of the imperial army, Esdes, possessed the strongest ice-type Teigu, and maybe she would freeze the river for the army to pass through .

The surface of the river with waves in front of me completely knocked down the last trace of remnants and hopes in the dust!

"God, where should we go?" "Who will save us..."

After a brief silence, a group of refugees sat on the ground in despair. The biting cold wind continued to attack their fragile bodies, but it was hard to hide their hearts that were about to collapse.

"Mom, can't we escape?"

A six or seven-year-old child raised his head from his mother's arms, eyes full of childlike innocence, and a desire for life.

"No, definitely not!"

Mother suppressed the tears in her eyes and hugged her tightly, "Prince Seka will be here soon. With the power of the prince, he will definitely help us cross the Dona River."

In fact, Prince Seka, whom the mother spoke of, was captured by the army led by Esdes shortly after they left the fortress and became a prisoner of the empire.

If you are too busy to take care of yourself, how can you have the ability to run over to help these refugees?
"Ok!"

Hearing Prince Seka, the child's eyes became bright again, and he buried his head in his mother's arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"what is that?"

Just as everyone was screaming and screaming, a man raised his finger to the river and screamed.

Everyone followed the man's finger to look into the distance, and saw a man with dark red hair and white clothes standing in the center of the river, looking around curiously.

What surprised them the most was that the man was able to stand safely on the river, as if his feet were not the flowing river water, but the hard earth!
The man standing at the front of the line was full of surprises, thinking that there had been some unknown change in the Dona River, so he squatted down in disbelief, raised his hand into the river, and tried it out.

"It's river water, why?"

"It can't be... a dangerous species, right?" One person swallowed dryly, and said with difficulty.

"Fart, that's obviously a person, a person like us, how can he be a dangerous species?" The companion next to him retorted, "I guess, that adult must be some big man who owns Teigu!"

Speaking of the latter sentence, the companion unconsciously used honorifics.

Although he didn't know the real identity of the man on the river, but just by the coquettish posture with his hands in his trouser pockets, he could conclude that he was definitely not the same as him.

To be precise, it is not a class of people.

As if aware of the commotion by the river, Zhang Han turned his head, looked at the humans gathered on the bank, and couldn't help frowning.

refugee!

And looking at the tattered clothes, he looked more like an ancient refugee.

"What ghost plane is this? It's not fighting, is it?"

After beheading Lan Ran, Zhang Han completely solved the serious problem in his heart, and he became much more relaxed and lazy.If it wasn't for the fact that the three members of the family were so noisy and demolished the house every three days, he wouldn't have planned to continue crossing.

Unexpectedly, after flying in the gap between planes not long ago, the plane he came to would look like this.

Desolate land, endless weeds, and refugees who look like savages... Damn, I'm here to travel and relax, so can't I find a place with a better view?

Zhang Han was completely speechless about his tragic luck!

(End of this chapter)