Song Dynasty

Chapter 169 Dead City ([-])

Flies flying like black clouds, maggots with big white tails.

The sticky and cold liquid sticks to his body and seeps into his clothes.

The body of a dead person who is so overwhelmed is like mud mixed with water.

Kong Xian only felt that half of his three souls and six souls had been scattered, and he fell to the ground in a daze, unable to even move a finger.

After a long time, his eyes lit up, and he was finally able to breathe in the air, only to realize that he had been pulled out of the pile of rotten meat by the guards.

Seeing the yellow liquid of unknown composition all over his hands and body, seeing the maggots crawling on his hair and shoulders, Kong Xian yelled sharply: "Bring water, bring water, change clothes, change clothes."

"Where is there still water!" Liu Fu and a few soldiers under his command responded casually, pulled out their knives, scraped the bugs off their body and threw them on the ground, and then stomped on them with a "slap".

Apparently, they're pretty good at this kind of thing.

At this time, Kong Xian finally couldn't help but spit out all the wine and rice he had just eaten with a "wow".He vomited until he was covered in sweat, and there were tears in his eyes.

Liu Fu stretched out his hand and patted his vest lightly: "Major General, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I drank too much wine before. The weather is hot, and the smell of alcohol is coming up, and I can't stand it."

Liu Fu continued to sigh: "It's fine, it's fine."

The further we went into the city, the more terrifying the situation ahead became.

The corpses on the ground were no longer bothered to send someone to clean them up, they just lay on the ground like that.

All the corpses were buried high in the sun under the sun, and there were slight explosions from time to time.

On the street, a hungry figure walked up and down, describing zombies.No one made a sound, and the whole city seemed to be dead.

On a hot day, Kong Xian only felt cold.

He clenched his fists and couldn't help muttering: "Father, look at what you have done... You can't go on like this anymore, you can't."

Nausea, nausea, collapse... These words are not enough to describe Kong Xian's mood at the moment, and he felt better when he entered his father's palace.

Compared with the hell on earth covered by bones outside, this place is simply heaven.

Kong Yanzhou's camp was located inside the prefecture's yamen, where many camphor trees were planted, and the leaves swayed when the wind blew.The greenery is full of light and shadow, and it is extremely cool.

Although there was a severe drought in the city, as the leader of an army, there was no shortage of water.

At this moment, some servants are carrying buckets and pouring buckets of clear well water on the bluestone floor under their feet to get rid of the heat.

In the hall, the furniture was wiped spotless, Kong Xian knelt on the ground, feeling so comfortable.

However, a different emotion arose in his heart: the people in the city were so hungry and thirsty that their last breath was left, a bowl of water could save a life, but... his father used it to wash the floor without cherishing it , just to get a moment of coolness.Was his comfort more important than human life?No, it's not right to do that, it's not right!

"You're back. The bastard surnamed Wang just let you go. Do you think it's possible? You're my only son anyway. When I die, you'll be the heir to the family business. Fall into Wang Shen's hands, He still doesn't take you as a hostage and blackmail Lao Tzu? Just let you come back, coax the ghost?" Unlike the expected surprise when the father and son were reunited, Kong Yanzhou sat on the chair with a cold tone.

Kong Xian had already prepared a set of excuses, but at this moment, he forgot all of them. He just put his head on the ground and said in a low voice, "Returning to Dad, yes, the son is back. The child is not filial, and the father is worried."

"Worried, hehe, worried about what you're doing, it's useless. In the battle that day, you little bastard was cowardly and cowardly, and it was fine if you were captured alive, and you even fought with a little bastard surnamed Wang in front of the soldiers of the three armies. Talking and laughing, it demoralizes me. You are to blame for the big defeat that day, you little bastard." Kong Yanzhou's words were full of anger: "Now you still have the face to come back. Why, I want to see how embarrassed I am now, or Acting as an internal response for Wang Shen, do you really think that the knife in Lao Tzu’s hand is just a display? Say, I can’t say a reason today, I want to kill my relatives righteously in front of everyone. Don’t think that someone’s blood is flowing in your veins. I will be merciful. I have plenty of women, and I don't lack you, a wicked son."

After being besieged by Wang Shen for a month, the strength in his hand was almost exhausted, it can be said that he had reached the point of exhaustion, the violence in Kong Yanzhou's heart burst out instantly, and he unconsciously pushed the responsibility for the failure to Kong Xian.

Hearing his father's merciless words, Kong Xian felt that the moisture on the wet floor could not stop seeping into his body, it was so cold.He gritted his teeth, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it over with both hands, saying: "Father is right, the son is a piece of trash, and daddy has never looked at the child directly, what kind of major general, heir to the future family business, The child has never dared to have such unreasonable thoughts. The son is useless, and the father is as hard as iron. Wang Daosi also knows that it is useless to detain me. If you marry the second younger sister, if you don't want to do anything wrong, let the child be the messenger to bring the letter to your father."

Speaking of sadness, his voice choked up, and tears gushed out like a spring.

"It's a worthless thing, and it's crying." Kong Yanzhou glanced at Kong Xian, who was very dirty, with disgust: "Write me a letter, what kind of nonsense is in it, is it to recruit me, and he is also worthy?"

As he spoke, he took the letter and opened it. After only one glance, he stood up with a hush, and roared: "Straight mother, the surname Wang insulted me too much, you boy still has the face to deliver the letter, I can't beat you to death!"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked out and hit Kong Xian on the chin.

Poor Kong Xian was unprepared for this kick, his body flew up like a cloud, and fell heavily to the ground.

"What kind of letter is your mother, you can see for yourself." Kong Yanzhou threw the letter on Kong Xian's face.

Kong Xian felt that his jaw was about to burst from the pain, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and his head was dizzy so badly that he couldn't get up no matter what.

At this time, a person walked in, picked up the letter on the ground, and helped him up again.

"Master Lu."

It was Lu Benzhong who came in. I haven't seen him in January. This Mr. Donglai is still as handsome as before, but his expression is a little haggard.

"Boyuan, why do you make General Kong angry? Hey, you were captured by Wang Shen for a month. Your life and death are unknown. The general is more worried than anyone else."

"Yes, sir."

Lu Benzhong helped Kong Xian to stand up, opened the letter, frowned, and handed it to Kong Xian: "Boyuan, you really haven't read this letter."

"Wang Daosi put on the wax after writing the letter, how do I know?"

Kong Yanzhou roared: "What is Wang Daosi, who calls you so affectionately, you little bastard, you have two minds."

Lu Benzhong sighed, "Bo Yuan, you should take a look."

(End of this chapter)