Zhan Chengyin is the hero of Daqi

Zhan Chengyin came out with a few people.

Most of them were veterans, and one of them recognized Sun He.

He shouted excitedly: "Uncle San... why is it you?"

"Why did you come to Baoxia Mountain?"

The person who recognized Sun He was called Sun Lin, who was in his twenties and had been in the army for five years! He was a captain of a thousand men under Zhan Chengyin.

He used to be in the Qin Crossbow Team, and found that he had not shot as many enemy soldiers as others, and his self-esteem was greatly frustrated.

Since then, he was willing to be the vanguard of the charge.

Even if the head of the soldier had his head on his belt and could die at any time.

He was a ruthless person, striving to be the vanguard and rush to the front, killing many enemies. He stockpiled more than a thousand kilograms of food and eight hundred kilograms of flour.

He was promoted to captain of a thousand men.

Sun Lin volunteered to come to the canyon this time.

He wanted to get a few more sets of solar lighting fans to give to people in his hometown.

But he never expected to meet Sun He from the same village here.

Sun He is his third uncle, from the same clan!

He ran out happily and ran to Sun He.

He had been in exile for five years and had not seen his relatives for five years.

Seeing Sun He, he was extremely kind and excited!

He wanted to hug Sun He, but he was dodged.

He didn't care. Seeing Sun He's chapped lips, he was much thinner, and only a skeleton was left.

It seemed that the situation in his hometown was not very good.

He quickly took off the thermos and unscrewed the lid.

"Third uncle, drink some!"

Sun He didn't take it, but couldn't help but glanced at the clean and clear water in the thermos.

Such clean water was seen two years ago.

There was a severe drought in the world and the land was dry.

Even the water dug out from the riverbed was mixed with yellow sand, bitter and astringent.

But it was very rare to be able to drink this kind of water.

Because after a few months, no water could be dug out from the riverbed.

Four hundred people buried explosives for two days, and the water they brought with them had long been finished.

The dry food had long been eaten, and they brought grass roots to fill their stomachs so that they would not starve to death!

Seeing this, Sun Lin grinned and stuffed the kettle into his uncle's arms.

"Uncle, why are you being polite to me? Drink it!"

The kettle was full of water.because of the agitation when the four hundred people saw the overflowing water, they could no longer bear it, and everyone was swallowing hard.

But, there was no saliva left.

They watched the water flow down the thermos cup, and they wanted to rush over to lick it clean.

Sun He could no longer bear it, he picked up the water cup and took a big sip.

"What a sweet water..."

Many people gathered around, looking at it eagerly, all wanting to drink a sip.

More than four hundred people gathered together, afraid of causing a scramble.

Zhan Chengyin said: "Don't worry, there is still water!"

He asked Chen Junlin to take down the kettles of more than two hundred soldiers who were killed in the explosion.

Dozens of kettles were damaged, but there were still 200 kettles intact.

They were distributed to the 400 people.

"Two people drink from one kettle, don't fight, everyone has a share!"

The 400 people were divided into two people to receive a kettle of water. They saw that the straps of the kettles were stained with blood.

They immediately guessed that the owners of the kettles were killed.

And they buried the explosives.

They were civilians, and they still had conscience.

People gave them the water they depended on for survival.

But they wanted to use explosives to kill the Zhan Family Army!

The Zhan Family Army was not as bad as the leader said. On the contrary, they were low-key and approachable.

They were easy to talk to.

The general was not as arrogant as the high-ranking first-class generals.

The 400 people all found a shady place, and the two shared a kettle, reluctant to drink water in big gulps.

You take a sip, I take a sip.

They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the general and the Zhan Family Army soldiers whose armor was rusted and bloodstained.

Sun Lin had a lot to say to Sun He, he pulled Sun He to a corner, and the two sat on the ground.

"Uncle San, is everything okay in the village? Where are grandma and grandpa? Are uncle and second uncle in good health?"

"By the way, where are my sister and brother? Are they still alive?"

"Dad goes out to work as a bricklayer to earn money to support the family. There is a water shortage everywhere now. I wonder if bricklayers can still find work and if there is any food at home?"

"I really want to go home to see them and tell mom and dad that I have earned military merits and am now a captain of a thousand men. I am highly valued by the general and have earned a thousand kilograms of food. When I go back, I will ask the general for leave and send the food back to the village..."

"My family and the villagers can survive for a while!"

Sun Lin was still fantasizing about the pleasant fantasy that he could bring back food.

And the four hundred people heard about more than a thousand kilograms of food.

Their eyes widened and they stared at Sun Lin closely.

Food, more than a thousand kilograms of food...

How many people can be fed if it is boiled into porridge.

When Sun He heard Sun Lin's words, his lips moved, wanting to say something.

But he couldn't say anything.

"Third uncle, why don't you say anything? Are your family members okay?"

Sun Lin was still immersed in his own fantasy. Seeing that Sun He didn't speak, he looked up at him.

But he saw that his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to cry, but the tears in his eyes had already dried up.

His eyes were red and he lowered his heavy head.

He bowed his head for a long time before saying, "You...your whole family is dead!"

"There are only three people alive in the whole village, one is me, and the other two..."

Sun Lin grabbed Sun He's collar and suddenly lifted the thin man up from the ground.

His eyes were full of blood, and he said angrily, "You are talking nonsense. How could my parents die? My father saved a lot of money as a bricklayer. I joined the army, and there is one less mouth to feed in the family!"

"How could they die!"

Sun He felt guilty about his nephew. Even when he was caught by him and his feet were off the ground,

he did not resist. He did not dare to look at his nephew.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lin'er, it's Uncle San's fault. Your sister originally had hope of survival. We all took her out of the famine, but she was too hungry. When she saw several men next door eating meat, she was greedy and wanted to eat it, and they killed her!"

"When we came back to find grass roots and tree bark, it was too late. It was my fault. You wanted to kill Uncle San, and Uncle San had no complaints."

Hearing this, Sun Lin put Sun He down.

He screamed in pain.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

"Why, why..."

"I worked so hard to kill the enemy, took the initiative to be a front soldier, got the highest reward, and saved more than a thousand kilograms of food. Why, my relatives are dead!"

"They are all gone, what's the point of me doing this!"

"Ahhhh..."

He shouted angrily, collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this scene, many soldiers cried.

Four hundred people, as if they had forgotten their mission, all looked at Sun Lin with red eyes.

Most of their village died, dragging their last breath into Yongzhou City and were received by the leader.

The leader gave them porridge, arranged accommodation, and let them work. Only then can they continue to live.

Their lives belong to the leader, and they will do whatever the leader wants them to do.

But...

Zhan Chengyin, Zhan's army...

They can't do it!

They still have conscience. If there were no Zhan's army, Daqi would have fallen long ago.

Zhan Chengyin is a hero of Daqi.

He shouldn't die.

But if Zhan Chengyin is not killed, the leader cannot overthrow the old dynasty.

The people will not have a good life.

All four hundred people were in a dilemma.

Today, they received a favor from the general.

How will they repay him in the future?

Will they repay his kindness with explosives?

Zhan Chengyin looked at the four hundred people carefully. Their shovels and hoes had gaps.

The ground they needed to shovel must be hard and there were a lot of stones.

Their sudden appearance in the canyon was unreasonable.

Moreover, everyone was extremely thin, but they were potbellied.

They didn't look like they had eaten Guanyin soil. People who eat Guanyin soil have abdominal swelling, dark blue eyes, pale complexion, and not many days left...

Although they are thin, they are tanned by the sun.

After all, they are still healthy.

So, this group of people came for them.

Moreover, it is very likely that the thing tied to the abdomen is explosives.

Who recruited and organized human explosives~

Using living people as human explosives, even if Zhan Chengyin killed countless enemies, he would not be so crazy.

Is it Chu Qi Yan Man?

Or Mu Qixiu, the leader of the Yellow Flag Army.

Perhaps Mu Qixiu is more likely.

Are you so afraid that he will return to the capital?

Zhan Chengyin said to Chen Junlin: "There are still some dry food, share it with them!

"If we can get out smoothly, everyone will have enough food and water to drink every day!"

Four hundred pairs of eyes lit up instantly!