Meng Tian cupped his hands in greeting, "We have found the young master, but the Xiongnu soldiers are nowhere to be found; perhaps they have retreated."
Inside the carriage, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "It's good that we found it."
Xiaoya, standing to the side, showed a slight change in expression. "Mother."
Meng Tian frowned and said, "You might need to go and take a look."
Fusu's expression changed slightly, realizing that something was amiss.
He stepped down from the carriage, and Meng Tian led the way, guiding him to the village.
Upon seeing the scene before him, Fusu's pupils contracted slightly.
Corpses lay scattered across the grass, the air thick with the pungent smell of blood, and even the green leaves and grass beside them were stained crimson with blood.
"Mother!"
Xiaoya panicked and rushed towards the pile of corpses to search for them.
Fusu looked at those faces: the old village chief, the middle-aged man, the middle-aged woman—all of them were good people who had followed him in search of their families.
Although these people were his enemies, he couldn't feel happy looking at these corpses.
"Cough! Cough cough!"
Suddenly, a coughing fit broke out.
Fusu looked up and saw Zhang Kui lying not far away.
His abdomen was split open, and when he coughed, blood kept gushing from his mouth, staining his body red.
Fusu quickly stepped forward to help him up, saying, "Wait a moment, wait a moment, the doctor will be here soon."
Seeing Fusu's worried expression, Zhang Kui's eyes widened, and his expression turned strange.
He never expected that the eldest son, whom he had personally recommended to the Xiongnu, would actually be willing to help him.
His eyes dimmed, and with his last bit of strength, he pushed Fusu's hand away. "I... I am not worthy of your... saving, young master."
Fusu stared blankly at him, feeling his life slipping away, and fell silent, unsure how to answer.
With his last strength, Zhang Kui looked at Fusu and said, "I'm sorry... Young Master..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand fell to the ground, and he lost his last breath.
Fusu lowered his head, his expression gloomy. "Why did it turn out like this?"
He met Zhang Kui on the battlefield after the war. Zhang Kui was lying in the ruins, covered in filth, on the verge of death and nearly starving.
It was Fusu who gave him food and water, allowing his life to continue.
A burly man, eight feet tall, wept uncontrollably before Fusu, crying, "Thank you, young master! Thank you so much, young master!"
Seeing the hope rekindle in Zhang Kui's eyes, Fusu felt genuinely happy.
Later, they rebuilt their homes, provided them with animal resources, and helped them grow crops. Their lives improved, and Fusuda felt overjoyed.
This is a symbol of hope.
They thought that with his help, their lives would get better and better, and they would never have to suffer from the ravages of war again.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he still could not escape the tragic fate of dying.
Because of you, I'm too weak!
A sinister voice echoed from the depths of my mind.
Fusu was taken aback. "Who?"
He looked around, but no one was around him.
At the same time, Xiaoyao, who was studying Buddhist scriptures, felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and a strange feeling rose in his mind. Even the candlelight next to him flickered.
After years of cultivation, he became a Grand Master of the Great Qin Dynasty, and his life was already bound to the Great Qin. Whenever something unusual happened in the Great Qin, he could sense it to some extent.
While it may not be considered prying into the secrets of heaven, it at least serves as a warning.
Xiaoyao got up and went outside, looking up at the sky.
Among the constellations representing the Great Qin, one star twinkled briefly.
Xiaoyao stared at the direction of the star, examining it carefully, before returning to his room to consult relevant records.
After searching for a while, his gaze settled on a bundle of bamboo slips, and his brows furrowed. "The Jade Star is lit?"
Inside the carriage, the little one, who had been sleeping, suddenly jumped up from Ying Zheng's arms.
The movement was so large that his head bumped into Ying Zheng's chin as he was reviewing memorials.
The old father's brows furrowed in pain. He looked down at the little one, but couldn't bring himself to be angry. He endured the pain and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
The little guy's eyes widened. "It's awakened!"
Ying Zheng looked puzzled by this inexplicable statement. "What?"
The little boy looked at Ying Zheng, "Father, hurry up and make the carriage go faster, we have to catch up!"
Fusu looked around in confusion, but there was indeed no one there.
He was somewhat puzzled. "Hallucinations?"
This has happened before, when we heard the little guy's thoughts in Xianyang.
But this time the voice was different; it was a chilling voice, as if it came from the depths of hell.
If we were to ask whose voice it was, it would only be that of Meng Tian, who was not far away.
But Meng Tian would never say such a thing.
Just as Fusu was wondering, Xiaoya's voice came, "Mother isn't inside."
Fusu looked up and saw that the little girl's eyes were already red with anxiety, and she was about to cry.
Fusu comforted her, "It must be safe. The people here are all villagers who followed them. It seems they killed them to avoid their whereabouts being exposed."
The little girl lowered her head, her face filled with despair. "Mother, Mother, what should we do?"
Just then, Meng Tian stepped forward, his gaze steady. "Since they are subjects of Great Qin, it is my duty to rescue them. There is no need to worry too much!"
The little girl looked up at Meng Tian and saw that he was imposing and majestic, and his silver armor exuded a sinister aura.
She felt a little relieved. "Thank you, General!"
Meng Tian looked at Fusu, "Young Master, please take her back and wait for news."
Fusu looked at Xiaoya and said, "General Meng is very capable. We don't need to worry about this matter if we leave it to him. Let's go back and wait for news. Let's not bother them."
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