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But his mind kept turning his thoughts.

Why do they run away like a bereaved dog.

retreat? However, when and where do you want to retreat?

just in case……

He shivered peacefully.

What if there is nowhere to go back?

Changguo, isn't it...

"This Dachangguo, it's over!"

A mad voice suddenly sounded in his memory.

Follow the villagers peacefully and dazedly.

Beside, the wailing of the wounded soldiers came.

The villagers complained quietly.

The grunt of the wheels.

Sometimes there is the sound of horses stepping on the ground.

The sound came to his ears, but he didn't seem to have heard it at all, and the words that the madman had said repeatedly echoed in his heart.

Changguk, is it really over?

Where should they go?

That day, the Changguo army, which had almost lost its combat effectiveness, evacuated towards the king's capital of Changguo with a large group of people.

That night, he rested in the wild.

The next day, they arrived at Hansuiling, not too far from Jianchang City.

If he were faster, maybe he would be outside Jianchang City on the third day.

However, that afternoon, while still in the middle of the road, a news that shocked everyone came from the capital.

The city of Mobei was destroyed, and the army commander of the State of Jing drove straight in. After only two days, the city of Jianchang had fallen like this!

The wealthy households in the city were afraid of being looted, and they curled up and fled further north before the arrival of the Jing Kingdom's army.

The heart of the city is floating, and the combat effectiveness of the city guards is greatly reduced.

This also created the reason why a dignified king's capital was so easy to be breached.

Hearing this news, everyone stayed where they were.

What's going on here.

Their destination has been reduced to enemy occupation.

The capital has fallen.

The lord of a country does not know whether it is alive or not.

They, Changguo people, turned out to be subjugated people in a blink of an eye!

Everyone here knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

After many days of long journeys, they are all very tired, supporting their bodies and will, but they are still able to return to the royal capital and get the support of safety.

However, in their hearts, they regarded it as the last relying capital.

But like a paper, fell under the army of Jing country in a blink of an eye.

How can these people accept this!

In the wilderness, the soldiers and the people who fled, there are more than 6,000 people, and the crying shook the wild for a while, and the whole land seemed to be reduced to an ocean of pain.

Quietly trembling all over, his body seemed to have no bones, and he fell slowly.

"Peace, peace!" Fan Guang yelled in a panic on the side, reaching out to support him.

Pinghe felt that all his energy had been drained.

Since he heard the news of the fall of the king's capital and the fall of Changguo, his whole person has been completely bad.

Mother, mother is still in the royal capital!

The intense yearning, as well as the unknown fear, tore his mind.

When he went, he had a strong feeling of palpitations, which made him very scared, very scared.

Mother, what's wrong with mother!

"Fan Guang," he said with a peaceful body leaning against Fan Guang's arms, "I, I probably won't be able to walk anymore, can I ask you something?"

Fan Guang is a martial artist after all. Besides, he did not treat the patients and wounded soldiers constantly like Pinghe, and his physical condition was much better than Pinghe.

"You said." Fan Guang said with tears in his eyes.

"Go to the royal capital and look for my mother. If you find it, please take care of her."

Said calmly.

"Okay." Fan Guang gritted his teeth and nodded. "Brother's entrustment, I will do it, peace, and you can rest here. I will borrow a horse from the army and go to the capital to find you. mother!"

Fan Guang's parents had already taken refuge in Song State, but he himself remained in Chang State.

This time he went, not only wanted to find the Zou family, but also to see if his good brother Mi Long was safe.

The two said a few more words, and Fan Guang went to borrow a horse.

After Fan Guang left, he calmly supported him and wanted to stand up.

However, the dizziness that had been fighting hard before finally enveloped him.

Pinghe's eyes turned black and fainted directly.

...

When he woke up peacefully, he was surrounded by people, covered with a quilt that didn't know where it came from.

Seeing Pinghe woke up, someone hurriedly raised his head and fed him water.

Pinghe's throat was dry and painful, and he opened his mouth and swallowed in small gulps.

After he calmed down, he looked around.

There are also many people around looking at him.

There are soldiers, officers, and villagers.

"Doctor Ping, take a good rest."

"Yes, Doctor Ping has worked hard."

He calmed and moisturized the painful throat, and barely asked:

"You guys, don't you go?"

There is some silence around.

After a while, someone said:

"Originally, we wanted to go further north or west, looking for a quiet spot, there will be no place to rest for the time being to chase soldiers."

"But seeing Doctor Ping like this, we won't leave."

"Yes, it doesn't matter where you go, it's better to stay and guard Doctor Ping."

The people around were talking.

They surround peace, like the backbone of them.

Smile peacefully.

He himself was extremely confused, but these people seemed to rely on him.

Originally, he thought that he had no Hongzhu and was arrested by the county guard. Even if he came out, he would lose his reputation when he returned to his hometown.

However, these folks still respect him as they did in the past.

Including these soldiers, the officers are also grateful and respectful for his attitude.

Maybe it's because he helped a little bit.

But what is the use of all this?

He is peaceful, but an ordinary doctor.

In a day, even if I was exhausted to death, it could cure dozens of people.

Even if you bring other people to help and rush to work, there are no more than a hundred people a day.

However, there are more than a few hundred, thousands, and tens of thousands of wounded soldiers in Changguo.

Even if it can be cured, the Jing Kingdom's army has already penetrated the hinterland, and they have nothing to do.

Not only that.

Whether it is him, or his friends, or the villagers, soldiers, and officers here.

No matter how hard they work, they will not be able to restore the general trend of Changguo's decline.

No wonder, that lunatic wants to say that Dachangguo is going to end.

He is now just a mud bodhisattva who cannot protect himself.

"Ciye...shocks the tree, it's ridiculous...really..."

"Saving a car with a glass of water...it's hard to support it alone..."

In his peaceful mouth, he unconsciously read what the lunatic had said.

He had never had this moment before, feeling how right that lunatic said.

Not just at this moment.

In fact, since he and his friends gathered from time to time to discuss the so-called national events, this result has been doomed ~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ the power of people is too small.

He tried to get up, but his body felt weak, dizzy and unable to stand up.

Reluctantly, Pinghe had to rely on his own strength, turned over, knelt on the ground, and supported the ground with his hands.

Thinking continuously revolved in his mind, and finally, condensed into an idea.

And the words of the man who brought the madman home may be suitable for his thoughts and feelings at the moment.

"Learning medicine can't save Changguo people."

"Changguo people can't be saved!"

He lay down peacefully on the ground and said hoarsely.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Peaceful heart is full of pain and helplessness.