995 escape, no time to talk about life and ideals

Although Feng Qingchen had no martial arts skills, close combat was her strong point. In addition, the gun in her hand was also convenient for close-range shooting. After the three-man team was surrounded, Feng Qingchen was the one with the most fallen corpses around her.

"I didn't realize you were still useful." Seeing Feng Qingchen not forgetting to use his fists and feet to deal with the soldiers nearby while shooting, Zuo An praised him again in a half-hearted manner.

There was no way. Uncle Zuo was in a bad mood and found that he was no match for a woman, which made him even more depressed.

Regardless of whether Zuo An could see it or not, Feng Qingchen still rolled his eyes at Zuo An. Just then, he discovered that a soldier was about to attack Zuo An from behind. Feng Qingchen knew that Zuo An could avoid it, but in order to disgust him, he still shot the soldier.

Bang... the gun went off, and the bullet went straight into his forehead. The soldier paused with his knife raised. When Zuo An looked back, he saw the soldier fell to the ground. Zuo An was depressed and said to Feng Qingchen: "Feng Qingchen, who told you to kill my people?"

"What about yours? When did you have a special relationship with him? How come I didn't know?" Feng Qingchen deliberately misinterpreted and emphasized the word special.

"Feng Qingchen, what are you thinking about? You are so terrible. What do you mean I have a special relationship with him?" Zuo An was furious. He rushed to Feng Qingchen and cleared out everyone around Feng Qingchen as if to vent his anger.

When Feng Qingchen saw that someone was doing the job for him, he rudely ignored the soldiers nearby and shot directly at the cavalry and the fire camp team in the distance.

There were so many people, and they were so densely packed together. Even though they were a little far away, Feng Qingchen still managed to hit the target with every shot. He was much faster than Zuo An and the Ninth Prince.

However, Feng Qingchen had a fatal weakness, that was, his bullets were not unlimited. Kaka... Feng Qingchen fired again, but not a single bullet flew out.

"Hahaha, Feng Qingchen, you're a coward." Zuo An was proud.

Although Feng Qingchen's hidden weapon is powerful, it is not of much use when fighting against a real master. The disadvantage of changing bullets is too terrible and it takes more time than igniting a thunder bomb.

"Virtue." Feng Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to Zuo An and unloaded the empty magazine.

"Don't fight too long." The Ninth Prince didn't say anything the whole time. When he spoke, he was reminding Zuo An and Feng Qingchen that they had to leave.

"Okay, cover me, I'll change to new bullets." Feng Qingchen also knew that what the Ninth Prince and Zuo An had done before should have taken effect. In order not to be blown into a pulp, Feng Qingchen did not dare to stop for long, but it was necessary to change to a new box of bullets.

"Okay." The Ninth Prince moved closer to Feng Qingchen, and originally wanted to protect him in his arms, but Feng Qingchen made a choice faster and stood back to back with the Ninth Prince. Occasionally, when a soldier came to her, she would take action to deal with him even without a gun.

It’s true that she is a woman, but on the battlefield, the opponent will not show mercy just because she is a woman, so she must be able to protect herself.

It didn't take too much time to change the bullets. After the Ninth Prince knocked down six soldiers, Feng Qingchen loaded the magazine with a snap: "It's done."

"Left Bank, let's go!"

With a whoosh, a silver light flew out from the sleeve of the Ninth Prince, and then a similar silver line flew out from Zuo An's sleeve.

This time, the general sent by the emperor reacted quickly. Seeing this, he immediately ordered: "Archers, prepare, don't let the Ninth Prince escape."

But no matter how fast the reaction was, he was still a step slow. The Ninth Prince picked up Feng Qingchen, pointed his toes on the spot, and the whole person flew up. At this time, the silver light that flew out from the Ninth Prince's sleeve also hit the mountain wall with a snap.

"Quick, shoot." The general gave the order mercilessly without caring whether his own men would be shot or not.

Whoosh... a sky full of sharp arrows shot towards the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. The arrows were about to hit their backs, but at this moment, a loud explosion sounded, suppressing all the sounds...

Heat waves surged, flames surged, and instantly engulfed everything, changing the landscape of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Just now, the soldiers surrounded the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, but in a second they were in the center of the explosion. They were blown so far that they didn't know which way was east, south, west or north. Their limbs and arms flew into the sky, and screams were heard everywhere.

"Run, run." Someone shouted, and the whole battlefield was in chaos. The soldiers were huddled together, pushing and shoving each other. In the thick smoke, they had no idea which direction was which. They ran around and most of them were knocked around in circles. They were not killed by the gunpowder, but were burned by the heat wave.

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen had already jumped outside the explosion and stood in a safe area, looking at the hell on earth with flames rising to the sky. Feng Qingchen stood there in a trance, his eyes unfocused, as if he was looking through the smoke into another world...

She seemed to be back in the battlefield she was familiar with, the era of smoke and airdrops and bombs, the era when people could fall down at any time, the era when you couldn't be emotionally attached to the people around you, because... you didn't know if that person would die in the next second.

She didn't know what she was thinking about, but tears slid down the corners of her eyes, cold and icy, but Feng Qingchen didn't notice.

"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying for no reason? The Ninth Prince asked worriedly.

"Why start a war?" Feng Qingchen's eyes were lifeless and her voice was filled with sadness. She didn't hear what the Ninth Uncle said at all. She just asked the question that she had never gotten an answer to.

Why, why should we start a war? If humans cannot live in peace with each other, then with whom can they live in peace?

Why do wars have to happen? Why do so many people die in wars?

The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Qingchen with a puzzled expression, wondering why she would ask this question. Seeing Feng Qingchen staring at him blankly, the Ninth Prince thought seriously for a moment and replied, "Destroy and then rebuild. War is for the prosperity that follows."

Perhaps he himself does not believe this answer. He believes that war is to satisfy people's desire for power. No matter what the war is for, the ultimate goal is to establish a new regime.

"Really? Destruction leads to reconstruction, I understand." Feng Qingchen had come back to his senses by now. He reached out and wiped away the tears from his eyes. The confusion and emptiness in his eyes were no longer there.

After taking a deep look at the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen withdrew her gaze with a smile. She knew that the Ninth Prince also didn't believe that the purpose of launching a war was to achieve peace later.

She remembered someone once told her that war is a plunder of power by those in power. No matter what the reason for the war, it is always the ordinary soldiers who ultimately sacrifice, and the ones who benefit are those in power.

There are some things that everyone understands in their hearts, but they cannot be said openly, and the reasons given out openly must be high-sounding.

The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Qingchen and seemed to understand Feng Qingchen's thoughts. The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words...

This really depressed Zuo An. The other side had already assembled an army to kill them, but Uncle Nine and Feng Qingchen didn't take the opportunity to leave, but they actually stood there in a daze. Were they crazy...

Left and right were so angry that they cursed: "What are you two doing? You are discussing these useless things at this critical moment of life and death. Have you forgotten that we are running for our lives now?"

Big brother and big sister, they are now in exile in Dongling, and have no time to talk about life and ideals...

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