Chapter 511

As night fell, the border town of Sulan once again recovered its empty silence.

The snowflakes fluttered and began to fall again, mixed with the cold wind, flying into the neck. It was so cold that the whole body trembled, as if the bones were frozen. No one could be seen in the street. Even the soldiers of the Western Chu Dynasty who were usually on duty disappeared. It was cold and terrible.

The buildings in the dark are low and low. All kinds of penetrating sounds are blown out by the wind. The wind is blowing through all kinds of cracks, and the howling of wild animals is issued. The only lights were scattered throughout the city. If you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see them at all. In addition to the only small restaurant occupied and confiscated by the soldiers of the Western Chu Dynasty, there was a light of fire, and the street was almost black.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for countless city people.

During the day, they heard what Nalan said at night. Even if there were a few sick people who could not move or walk, they had been brought back by their families and knew what happened during the day. Everyone gathered together and whispered. They were uneasy. Occasionally they heard the voice from the next door and the faint footsteps in the street. They wondered whether some people in the same neighborhood could not stand the "tempting conditions" offered by the Western Chu murderer. They couldn't help betraying North Vietnam and went to the city master's house for registration.

Without hearing anything outside, the people in the room couldn't help but tremble and peek through the crack of the door. They don't know what their mentality is, hesitation, fear, panic, expectation, hope... They haven't seen it with their own eyes and experienced it personally. Everything they say is false. Moreover, they feel unspeakable fear when they think of leaving their hometown where they have lived for generations and going to the enemy country of Western Chu.

These tiny North Vietnamese people have never been so afraid. When the choice of life and death appears in front of them, they can make a choice without hesitation, but this time they hesitate and hesitate.

In a dilapidated wooden house that was about to collapse, the mottled cracks on the walls could not stop the cold wind. For the first time, the family of four did not go to bed at this time, but lit firewood and gathered around the brazier in the middle of the house to talk about what happened during the day.

Seeing the passage of time, it is almost midnight, and the last moment announced by the city Lord's residence is coming.

Suddenly, the street seemed to make another sound, rustling, as if it came from the next door. The woman around the brazier shrunk her eyes and whispered, "yes, aunt Ma six next door, yes, it must be them..."

The man's dark face was golden in the light of fire, his eyebrows were deeply locked, his cheekbones were prominent, and he said weakly, "so what? They... Cough... They will go if they like, and we... Will never go to Xichu!"

"But..." the woman looked at the man as weak and skinny. If not, I'm afraid he can't stay at home with her this year? It's just that people at home have less income, more mouth and are still ill. I'm afraid it won't be long

The woman was more and more unwilling and whispered, "why don't we go to report and get something to eat first. Besides, mother and child haven't had a good meal for three days... I'm afraid they really... Can't support it."

"Shut up, we will never go!"

The man suddenly roared with anger: "to go is betrayal, to be a slave of the Western Chu. If I leave my hometown, I'm afraid I'll die in the Western Chu. I'll die here!"

"Do you have the heart to watch Xiaobao starve to death?"

The woman finally couldn't help crying and grabbed the man's arm: "it's been six years. We've endured it for six years. The imperial court doesn't care about us at all. Don't you know what life we've had in recent years? We don't have enough to eat and wear warm clothes. We only go on day by day until we die! You're not afraid of death. Are you willing to let your son die?"

The man's eyes suddenly shrunk. At this time, a weak voice came from the bed: "son, don't hold on. Don't you know what life we've had in recent years? Those dignitaries in the capital won't... Think of us. Your majesty and your Majesty's heart are more cruel than anything. Have you forgotten how your father died?"

"Mother!" The man immediately leaned over to the bed and was shaking all over.

"Mother, this old bone is dead, but Xiaobao is only five years old. He is the only child of our Ding family!" The old man shook his hands and grasped the man's hand: "it's not pity that my mother died. Just for Xiaobao's sake, let him live. The emperor has no way. No matter what we do, why should we care about him? My mother just wants Xiaobao to grow up and marry a daughter-in-law and have children. It doesn't matter whether he is from North Vietnam or from Western Chu... It really doesn't matter. Son... Please don't be stubborn..."

"Dad, I'm hungry..." at his feet, the little child looked hungry and thirsty. He couldn't sleep and kept begging him.

Today, he heard that someone in the street said he would send rice porridge. His mother said she could bring him a bowl to eat. He had been waiting. But until now, my mother and father came back from the outside, but they didn't bring back rice porridge, which made him feel terrible.

Xiao Bao doesn't know anything. He just wants to eat and sleep well. As for hatred, family and country, he doesn't understand at all.

"Squeak..."

There was another sound of opening the door, accompanied by footsteps. The woman looked for fame, as if she saw it through the gap on the wall, and became more and more flustered: "it's almost time, you, Aunt Zhang's family opposite the door, have also gone. My father, make a decision quickly, it's too late..."

"Son, what are you hesitating about? Are you really willing to starve Xiaobao? Even if you don't starve, those people also said that the military master who comes next time may not be so easy to talk. I'm afraid he might kill our family."

The woman became more and more worried and pulled the man hard: "yes, even if we went to Xichu to be slaves, at least Xiaobao could survive? And... That's what the God of war of Xichu said. He said he would give us food and warm clothes. Can't we take a chance?..."

"Wow..." under the dull pressure, the little child finally couldn't stand hunger and cried loudly.

Pop!

The man slapped the child on the ass, but stood up, gasped and said in a stuffy voice: "shit, what are you crying for? Since everyone wants to die, go!" With that, he opened the door and went out. The cold wind suddenly poured in. The man immediately closed the door again, leaving only the sound of footsteps gradually away.

The woman hurriedly coaxed the crying child, but her face suddenly relaxed: "good, don't cry, dad has gone and asked for rice porridge for you! Don't cry, don't cry, my mother will leave here with Xiaobao tomorrow, and my family will live in another place..."

The child's voice gradually subsided, and the light of the brazier in the room gradually dimmed. The woman quickly lost another firewood and splashed countless sparks, but it seemed as if there was another glimmer of vitality.

The next day, almost 80% of the people in Sulan stood at the city Lord's house waiting to leave.

At the last moment, everyone couldn't help the temptation of life, the hope of eating and wearing warm clothes, and finally put down the fear and estrangement between countries. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they are not willing to die and live such a life all their life.

Perhaps going to Xichu is not as beautiful as imagined, or it may not be so terrible. Anyway, there is always a glimmer of vitality.

For six years, their majesty never cared about their life and death and completely abandoned them. In that case, they have to make a choice in order to live. It has nothing to do with loyalty, just to live

Rows and rows of troops spread away, a total of 467 people, with families, all old, weak, sick and disabled, but left their homes and went to the enemy country with a desire for life.

From Sulan to Ninghai, the border city of Western Chu, it's not much for marching people to cross the long 400 mile Gobi Road, but for these people who have never left their hometown, or are old, weak, sick and disabled, it's no less than a difficult road.

Escorting them away was a large group of 1000 people, led by assistant general Qiu Yuanping. At the same time, they escorted the clothes and rations needed along the way and set out at 3:15 PM.

For the first time in many days, they had enough to eat and drink. It seemed that they also added some strength. Finally, they turned back and left Sulan step by step. The long line can't see the end at a glance. It's good to go here. There's basically no risk. As long as there's no snowstorm, it will arrive smoothly.

When the gate closed, Nalan night finally put down a big stone.

It has been done. Success depends on the will of God. This time he cut first and then played. I don't know if there will be an uproar in the capital, but he thinks this is the best and fastest solution. Directly turn the citizens of North Vietnam into people of Western Chu. As long as they feel the real benefits, they will be brought down in Western Chu, cultivated by men and woven by women, and integrated into Western Chu.

How many people are there in North Vietnam? If half of them could be incorporated into the Western Chu, it would be a success.

Manpower is the basis for all development. If the war kills these innocent people, it has no effect except to create more evils. On the contrary... If these people can be moved to Xichu and even become Xichu people willingly, it is the best.

North Vietnam fought all year round. Emperor Hanson was cruel and ruthless. He was not only a small town here, but also feared that even the capital had a bad reputation, which made people dare not resist. As long as we give them a chance, we may be able to make the war easier.

It is not a simple thing to destroy North Vietnam in one fell swoop. Nalan sent troops at night not to create more evils, but only to revenge. If North Vietnam can be completely integrated into Western Chu, the national strength of Western Chu will jump to the first place in ten years, far surpassing that of Dongwan.

This is a risky move. Nalan night is not sure whether these North Vietnamese people who go to the Western Chu border will cause any trouble, or even whether there are potential North Vietnamese spies. He is not sure. Everything has to go step by step.

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Just after the Western Chu army went north again and broke through Shuyang city in North Vietnam again five days later, the dignitaries and all the imperial relatives in the capital finally panicked. We just mobilized the army to fight the attack of the Western Chu, but we just arrived in Shuyang and were surrounded by the Western Chu army in ambush.

Fifty thousand Shuyang defenders died in the war, and twenty thousand surrendered, while the fifty thousand troops who came to support were ambushed, dead and wounded, and lost the war again. The Lord of Shuyang opened the door and surrendered. The Western Chu army successfully captured it. The news spread to the capital of North Vietnam, and there was a panic.

Up, 90% of the courtiers played and asked Hanson, the emperor of North Vietnam, to mobilize a large army to resist the enemy. Otherwise, when the Western Chu was closer and closer, I was afraid that he would attack the capital in less than two months.

In the imperial book room, Han Xun smashed everything on the imperial case, and his anger was unforgivable: "damn Nalan night, I swear not to disagree with you! Someone, send me my will and mobilize all at once..."

Just then, a cold woman's voice came: "Your Majesty, you have to calm down. Dealing with Nalan night can't be defeated by many people!"