When the first ray of morning light pierced the deep night sky, Di Lie, who was standing quietly on Diao Dou, saw a strange team appear in the distance: there were men, women, soldiers, and even children. ...They supported each other, stumbled, and had different expressions. Some looked confused, some were nervous and fearful, some were hesitant, and of course most of them were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster...

Di Lie did a visual inspection and estimated that there were thousands of people. He really didn't know how Yang Zhechong, a man who only knew how to immerse himself in fighting, persuaded these people. Perhaps it was the work of that boy Zuo Kai.

When this long team arrived at the Dongzhai Gate, almost everything that could burn had been burned. There were only wisps of green smoke, embers on the ground, and corpses strewn all over the place, which still gave people lingering fear and daydreams about last night. The brutal battle that took place here.

Although these Song prisoners saw too many dead people along the way, and most of them had empty stomachs, many of them were so stimulated by the bloody scenes that they frequently retched and even vomited yellow water.

Di Lie waved to the crowd. Immediately in front of the crowd, two people... no, three people - Yang Zhechong on the left, Zuo Kai on the left, and a woman sitting in his arms.

Di Lie's eyes widened. Do you want to die with this left-hand drive? How dare you touch my woman?!

However, before Di Lie could take off his sniper rifle, a woman dressed as a soldier rushed out from the crowd, waving to him desperately and running towards him crying.

Oh, this is Ye Die'er! Let me tell you...

Di Lie picked up the skin bag containing the gun bag and the bomb, and asked Ah Shu to go down with him.

As soon as Di Lie got off Diao Dou, Ye Die'er threw herself into his arms and cried loudly: "Di Lang...sister, sister...sister, she is dead...wuwu..."

Di Lie was already prepared for this outcome. He stroked Ye Die'er's back and whispered softly, "Don't be sad. Your sister has a soul in heaven. She will also be happy when she sees everything you have done for her. Moreover, you have saved so many compatriots and sisters, you should feel proud and proud. In the minds of those who were rescued, you are a heroine, and your current appearance is detrimental to your image."

Ye Die'er burst into tears and smiled, like a morning flower with dew: "Di Lang is the real hero, slave, how can he be considered a hero..."

Di Lie said seriously: "If it weren't for your repeated requests, I wouldn't have come here. I wouldn't have been able to kill so many Jin people, let alone save these thousands of people... So, in this matter, you The importance of you is no less important than mine. Moreover, as a weak woman, your performance along the way has been very good!"

After receiving the affirmation and praise from her husband, Ye Dieer's heart was as sweet as honey, and her sadness was diluted a lot.

At this time, Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai dismounted and led several men on horseback over. Yang Zhechong looked at the two people entangled together, then looked back at the men, and said with a somewhat embarrassed look: "Uh, this... ...I would like to report to the leader, these current princes, please come and see me and express my gratitude to you..."

Di Lie patted Ye Die'er's soft shoulder. Ye Die'er obviously realized that she had lost her composure, and quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, stepped aside, and knelt down on her knees.

Di Lie frowned and walked over to pull her up, whispering: "Why are you kneeling? Even if they are the royal family - to be honest, now that the country has been destroyed, how much is this royal family worth? A fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken, they are better than you Even worse, why are you still kneeling to them?"

Ye Die'er shook her head in panic, "Don't say that, Di Lang, he is the son of a dragon! How can the emperor and nobles be compared to the untouchables like us? It's a sin." When Di Lie turned around, she knelt down again.

. Not only Ye Die'er, but also the arrogant Yang Zhechong and the cunning Zuo Kai all knelt down together. The crowd behind them didn't know what was going on. When they saw their savior kneeling down, they also fell to their knees in a black crowd.

Di Lie frowned when he saw it. He turned around and saw Ah Shu standing indifferently. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you kneel down like them?"

Ah Shu shook his head and said: "No matter who the emperor or prince is, they are our captives and prisoners. Why should we kneel down? Of course, if the master asks to kneel down, Ah Shu will obey the order."

"Well said!" Di Lie laughed loudly and strode forward.

One of the men drove his horse forward. Although his expression was sluggish, he tried his best to cheer up and put on a majestic attitude, saying: "Is the person in front of you the leader of Di? I am the younger brother of the current emperor, Puwang Zhao...

…”

Di Lie suddenly raised a finger and shook it gently, interrupting him unceremoniously: "I don't know, and I don't care what kind of king you are. You, including all the people on horseback behind you, dismount.

I'm not used to looking up and talking to people."

King Pu's eyes widened as if he had swallowed a big duck egg, and he almost lost his breath. Several young men behind him also had angry faces. One of them, a teenage boy, rode out on horseback and angrily said:

"As a citizen of the Song Dynasty, I actually committed crimes below and had no father. No wonder I had to fall into the trap and become a bandit..."

He wanted to say something more violent, but he was held back by several older men behind him, obviously for fear of angering the bandit leader.

Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai, who were kneeling on the ground, frowned upon hearing this and looked at Di Lie worriedly, fearing that their leader would become angry and do something outrageous.

Di Lie's expression was surprisingly calm: "First of all, I want to make it clear that I am not a citizen of the Song Dynasty, but a citizen of the Han Dynasty."

As soon as this statement came out, not only the princes were confused, but also Yang Zhechong and Ye Die'er, who were the first to follow Di Lie, were also surprised. Although they also felt that Di Lie had an extraordinary origin, they never expected that he was not from the Song Dynasty.

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Out of contempt for these so-called princes and royal relatives who had just escaped from prison and immediately made a show in front of the subjects, Di Lie simply made up a half-truth and half-false story to shock them: "Yes, I am from the late Han Dynasty.

At that time, the descendants of the Han people who fled overseas to escape the chaos of the Three Kingdoms later established a kingdom on a large overseas island called Taiwan. I am the last prince of that kingdom."

When Di Lie revealed his "origin" for the first time, Yang Zhechong, Ye Die'er, Zuo Kai, A Shu and others were shocked and delighted. They never dreamed that the person they were following would be a prince. Think about it.

Di Lie's strange clothes, as well as his strange words and deeds, were really different from any Song Dynasty person they had ever seen... So that's it!

The princes looked up and down at Di Lie, who had lost his golden attire, and looked at the strange-looking helmet, the navy camouflage uniform that looked neither like a Hu suit nor the clothes of the Song Dynasty, and the odd-style low-top military boots.

...It is true that he does not dress like the people of the Song Dynasty. The most important thing is that the confidence and pride on the other party's young and heroic face are completely different from the people of the Song Dynasty before and after the fall of the country. In King Pu's impression,

I only saw him when his third brother, King Yun Zhao Kai, was about to aspire to the throne and was at his most high-spirited.

Therefore, even though there was no evidence, just based on the aura of the confident and high-spirited young man in front of him, King Pu could not help but agree in his heart that this might indeed be a prince.

Obviously, the brothers behind King Pu also felt the same way. The young man was still very unhappy: "Even if you are a descendant of the Han Dynasty, you are not a descendant of the Liu family. It is ridiculous to build your own kingdom and claim to be a loner! How can such a royal family be with me?

Wait for the descendants of the Zhao and Song Dynasties to compare."

Di Lie was not angry either, and just asked casually: "Then I would like to ask, in the chaotic times of the late Han Dynasty, what was the identity of your ancestors of the Zhao family? Soldiers? Commoners? Slaves? Or beggars?"

"That's enough! King Xin, don't engage in verbal quarrels and make jokes." King Pu calmly stopped his face from turning red. The young man who was almost about to rush forward and do something impulsive turned his head and handed over to Di Lie.

He said, "Since we are both royal families in the last days, we should meet each other on an equal footing."

Immediately he dismounted his donkey and dismounted with all the royal relatives and came forward to salute: "King Pu, King Xin and the kings of the four counties of Jinkang, Pingyuan, Heyi and Yongning, together with two thousand clans, and the golden captives in the dust, thank you for your help, Your Highness."

, this kindness will be repaid later.”

Di Lie didn't have the slightest fondness for these descendants of the Zhao family who were groveling in front of the Jin people, but holding on to the long-gone royal airs in front of the Song people. He didn't pay attention to them, but turned to the left and said: "Your

You are very nimble with your hands and feet. How did you get one so quickly? You have just become my subordinate. You may not know that I am not like your old officer Chen Kui. If anyone rapes a civilian girl, my dagger will not recognize anyone...

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Zuo Kai turned pale with shock. Before he could defend himself, the woman kneeling beside him had already taken a few steps and said plaintively: "Your Highness, this is none of Brother Zuo's business. This slave wants to follow him..."

It turned out that this woman's name was Bian Yuniang, and she was originally a singer in Cai You's house. After Cai You was demoted from the court and lost his family, these singers became official singers. After the Jin Dynasty broke through the Song Dynasty and plundered women, she naturally

There is no escape from bad luck.

On the way north with many women being escorted by the Jin soldiers, Meng An Guxin took a fancy to her and let her serve in the tent for a long time. During this process, she happened to meet Zuo Kai who delivered wine to the Jin Zhongjun tent. Once he was ordered to deliver Bian Yuniang

When they returned to the Song Dynasty Prisoner Camp, they chatted and learned that their ancestral home was both from Yizhou, Hebei Province, so they naturally felt close to each other.

Bian Yuniang couldn't bear the abuse, so she subconsciously complained to this fellow villager, saying that she hoped to help her escape from the sea of ​​misery. When Bian Yuniang said this, it was just a moment of sadness to vent her inner depression. Unexpectedly, Zuo Kai, who was deeply trusted by the beauty, remembered it in her heart.

, has been looking for opportunities. Finally, when Di Lie appeared, he realized that the opportunity had come. No matter how slim the opportunity was, he had to give it a try - and in the end, he succeeded.

After listening to this story of "Give it a try, a bachelor can get his wife", Di Lie couldn't laugh or cry. No wonder Zuo Kai surrendered so readily and fought back so aggressively. It turned out there was a reason... Well, this woman was only twenty.

He is many years old, with charming appearance and voluptuous figure. No wonder Zuo Kai fell in love with her at first sight and was so fascinated that he even risked his life for it.

Di Lie waved his hand and said: "Since you two are in love with me, I won't be a bad person who beats the couple. You can figure it out on your own."

Zuo Kai was overjoyed and quickly pulled Bian Yuniang to kowtow: "Thank you so much, Your Highness. Zuo Kai has been so devastated that he will die in repayment."

Yang Zhechong also smiled and said: "This boy is really lucky. Following His Highness is a blessing he has cultivated in eight lifetimes."

From then on, all Di Lie's subordinates called him "Your Highness", confirming his fictitious status as a "prince". And Di Lie did not let anyone change his words, because he realized from the performance of these descendants of the Zhao family

In this day and age, the identity of a noble or even a royal family is very useful for him to recruit troops and erect banners in the future, as well as to deal with officials and royal families from various countries. Since this tiger skin is so effective, he can't help but keep wearing it until

Until there is a more advanced "tiger skin" to replace it.

This group of Song prisoners originally included more than 2,000 men from the Song royal family, including princes, princes, consorts, and relatives of the emperor. There were more than 3,400 concubines, maids, and tribute girls from the people, as well as chamberlains and monks.

There are tens of thousands of Taoists, supervisors, tailors, dyers, woodworkers, silversmiths, ironworkers, onmyojis, magicians, puppeteers, singers, etc., as well as handymen.

But at this time, it was only 500 miles away from Bianjing, the journey was only more than ten days, and the number of deaths and serious illnesses had exceeded 3,000. What kind of migration is this? It is really a "death journey"!

So many people came at once, including men, women, old and young, and their moods were often unstable. Some were crying bitterly, some were joyful and crazy, some were crying and laughing...all kinds of gaffes, and so on.

The place was noisy and chaotic.

Di Lie fought and killed all night without a headache, but now his brain hurts...

In the midst of the chaos, a thunderous sound of iron hooves and shouts of death came from outside the camp. The rumbling and trembling sound could be believed to be hundreds of people.

The scene suddenly became dead silent, and then there was a crash, and nearly ten thousand people fled in all directions as if they had exploded. The most outrageous thing was that most of them ran back - that was a prisoner camp!

Di Lie reached out and hugged Ye Die'er, who was like a frightened bird. On the surface, he comforted her calmly, but in his heart, he was quite curious: Where could the enemy be? Could it be the hundreds of Khitans who were guarding the prisoners of war in the Han Dynasty camp?

People? Did they not care about the prisoners of war? Or did they directly kill them to free up their hands to rescue the Chinese army camp?
Chapter completed!