The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1058: Capture

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Huanglin Village.

This is a small village with only eighteen households.

The small village is dotted with eighteen thatched houses.

Liu Gengen, from the east end of the village, was sitting on the threshold with a dry cigarette in his mouth. He squinted at the heavy rain and shook his head, "With this rain, the seedlings in the rice fields will suffer. , Hey... Old lady, I have to pick up the knocked down seedlings when the rain stops, otherwise there will be no harvest this year."

The light in the room was very dark. A woman in her forties was mending clothes. She looked at Liu Yigen's back and said, "How about I go? Your old cold legs can't stand the cold and wet."

"It's okay. I escaped death in the army back then. What does this pain mean now..." He took a long puff of cigarette, exhaled a large cloud of smoke, turned around and asked He said: "Old lady, our ewe should give birth to babies in the next two days, right?"

"Yeah."

Liu Gengen looked at the vast rain and mist again, holding a dry cigarette in his mouth and was silent for a long time, "If my son can come back safely...it's time to go to Lao Yu's house to propose marriage. I hope the sheep can give birth to more babies this time, hey...this "The day the dog says,"

He stood up with his hands on his knees and thumped his waist, "When will this dog's life get better?"

"I heard there's a war going on again?"

Liu Gengen nodded, "Fight with Xixia, but this time there will be some trouble."

The woman bit off the thread sewing the clothes and asked casually: "What's the trouble? Doesn't this happen every year? It's not ordinary people like us who suffer."

"This time I heard that Xixia had defected to Daxia, and it was Daxia's army that came."

The woman was startled and raised her head, "What kind of country is Daxia? Is it more powerful than Xixia? Then will Liu Datian be in any danger on the front line?"

Liu Gengen was silent for another moment, "I heard that Daxia is very powerful. My son...I told him that if you want to survive the battlefield as a soldier, you need to have some foresight."

The woman put down her clothes and came over, "Does that mean there is danger?"

"War is inherently dangerous."

"That, that...what if..."

Liu Gengen raised his head and said nothing for a long time. Starting last year, the Liao Dynasty increased its troops in large numbers. His son was captured by a strong man, and he had nothing to do about it.

He used to be a soldier of the Liao Dynasty. He was injured in his leg during the battle with Xixia and was ordered to retire and returned here.

He thought he could receive a pension, but after all these years, he got nothing.

Sometimes he always wonders, is such a country really worth the people's sacrifices for it?

When the country does not know that there are people, do the people have to sacrifice their lives for the country?

This is a dangerous idea that violates morality and etiquette. He never dared to tell anyone, even if his son was taken away. He just firmly believed in this idea in his heart - if this country is really Being wiped out by Daxia doesn't seem to be a bad thing for poor people like them who have been living so hard just to save their breath.

"I'm asking you something!"

"Oh..." Liu Gengen took another puff of cigarette. The tobacco in the pot had burned out. He bent down and knocked on the threshold. "If he dies, the body probably won't be recovered... Just give it to him." Let him build a tomb."

The woman opened her mouth wide, "What will we do when we get old?"

Raising a son for old age. If a son like this dies in battle, "Don't think about it. What if he comes back alive?"

Liu Gengen was about to turn around and walk into the house, but suddenly he looked back into the heavy rain.

He saw many people!

These people are coming towards his hut!

Limply, he pushed the woman away and ran into the house, where he took down a rusty spear from the wall.

He stood at the door of the thatched house, holding a spear and looking outside nervously.

The two brothers Yu Dingshan and Yu Dinghe came over with three hundred soldiers. Liu Genggen saw clearly the armor on the people who came, and he was sure that this was not the army of the Liao Dynasty.

He raised his spear, but saw Yu Dingshan took off his helmet and smiled at him.

Yu Dingshan stood under the eaves. He stretched out his hand to touch the rainwater on his face and said with a smile: "Uncle, don't be nervous. We are not bad people. We are just using your eaves to hide from the rain."

There was obviously not enough room for three hundred people to stand under the roof. Liu Yigen saw the other soldiers going to other thatched houses.

"You...who are you?"

"Uncle, we are Daxia's army, Daxia, do you know?"

Liu Yigen's heart skipped a beat. Did Daxia's army come here? Doesn't it mean that the front line has been defeated?

Then my son Liu Datian is not dead?

"The army of Daxia? The army of Liao Dynasty was defeated?" Liu Genggen still held the spear tightly and asked nervously.

"Defeat is certain. We are the advance team, waiting here for Yeluhua, your Crown Prince, and capture him alive when he passes by here."

The woman's face was pale with fear. She tugged at the hem of her clothes tightly and looked at the enemies in bright armor standing under the eaves of her home in fear. In the woman's eyes, they were intruders, and of course they were enemies. .

It's just... She thought these enemies would kill them mercilessly. Wouldn't it be better to hide in this house from the rain?

But they were really standing outside, and no one even pulled out the knife on their back.

They stood quietly, like javelins, and as silent as statues.

"Daxia...if Daxia captured soldiers of the Liao Dynasty, would they kill them with one sword?"

Liu Yigen asked with luck.

Because at least when fighting Xixia, the prisoners on both sides could not escape death.

Yu Dingshan laughed again and said in a calm tone, "Uncle, don't worry, our Daxia never kills prisoners. Besides, I won't hide it from you. Our Emperor wants to occupy the Liao Dynasty. From now on , you and I are both citizens of Daxia, why should we kill?"

"Seriously?" A glimmer of hope appeared in Liu Yigen's eyes.

"Why did I lie to you? The Emperor of Xixia was smart. He brought Xixia back to Daxia. Our emperor did not kill a single Xixia person, not even a single person from the royal family died."

"But the emperor of the Liao Dynasty has too low vision. He insists on fighting, so we have to let him see how powerful our Daxia is."

"Don't be afraid. Daxia's army will never harm any common people. What we want to kill are those officials who have bullied you, so they will be afraid."

"When we occupy the Liao Dynasty, families like yours will receive strong support from Daxia, and your life will be better. I can't speak, anyway, you will know in the future."

The spear in Liu Yigen's hand hung on the ground. He could not distinguish the truth from the falsehood in the words of the young man in front of him. He now understood one thing - this army is different!

"General, sit down inside?"

"No, our army has rules and regulations. We must not disturb the people. Otherwise... I, the little regimental commander, will lose my position."

At this moment, a horse came running wildly in the rain.

"Report... Yeluqing's remnants are coming here, about a thousand people!"

"Okay, assemble the army and set off, but don't fight in this village."

Yu Dingshan bowed to Liu Genggen and said, "Uncle, goodbye!"

After a while, the village was quiet again.

The woman was still holding the hem of her clothes. Liu Geng looked at the direction in which the army disappeared, and suddenly muttered: "They... seem different."