Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

"father……"

Although the little boy couldn't see clearly who was lying there, but he wanted to try his luck, he yelled hard at the big pit.

Everyone was shocked by the little boy's actions, including other ordinary people who only saw someone coming but didn't know what happened.They were a little flustered with fright, but now that no one was dragged out to be executed, their hearts were slightly calmed down.At this moment, when they heard the little boy calling father, everyone seemed to be poked in the heart.

Kneeling at the back of the crowd were all women and children, and the eyes of a woman who couldn't see her face because she was too dirty suddenly lit up.There were clear tear stains on her face, and the skin exposed after being washed away by the tears was delicate and white.Her eyes were wide open, and her black pupils dilated and contracted violently.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and his body stood up involuntarily.

The people around showed worried expressions, and their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at her.

If you dare to stand up, you will either be dragged out and killed, or you will be swung over with a whip.

Those Mongols guarding the side are demons, they will not take pity on you, they see the lives of Han people as worse than animals.Not long ago, some of them wanted to escape, so those Mongols took it for fun, and arrows flew past one after another, taking away the lives of these humble Han people.

Everyone was a little nervous, staring at the woman with wide eyes.Is this woman crazy, is she trying to commit suicide by standing up at this moment?

However, the woman didn't care about these gazes at all, her eyes were fixed on the little boy beside the huge pit.Her heart beat wildly, that was her son, her son, that was her son.

She saw it, although it was just a back view, but it was born from her stomach.No matter what it is, no matter where it is, she can recognize it as her son as long as she sees it.

There was a "pop" whip, and a strong wind blew past my ears.

The woman trembled in fear, but there was no pain on her back.Her tense nerves relaxed for a moment, and her steps faltered suddenly.But at this moment, she knew that she couldn't fall down, so she gritted her teeth and stood up straight.

The cold wind in November is already very cold, and it is already painful to blow on the face.The clouds in the sky became lower and lower, and a snowflake fell from a high altitude, before it landed, it had turned into a drop of water.

The woman walked forward step by step, but her steps were very unsteady, one leg dragged stiffly, and she could only use a little strength occasionally.She wanted to shout, but her throat seemed blocked and she couldn't make a sound.Only the deep and hoarse "er...er..."

Those who were kneeling honestly also saw the difference, and secretly looked at the person next to him who was waving his whip.All I saw was that the Mongolian soldier's hand was being held by another soldier, and the two were still whispering something.

Originally, these people were kneeling quite densely, but at this time, someone suddenly walked from behind, which naturally caused some commotion.But due to the guards next to him, they all obediently gave way to a narrow path.

On this side, the woman staggered towards her son, on the other side, the little boy was trying hard to find his father in the pit, and on the third side, A Nuo had a faint smile on his face, but he kept paying attention to the other side from the corner of his eye. Movement on both sides.

In the 12th year of the Yuan Dynasty, the first snow in Changzhou came at this time.