Chapter 373

Pinghe rejected fan Guang's proposal to find him a horse, but followed them.

But his mind kept turning.

Why did they run away like a lost dog.

Back? But when and where do you want to retreat?

In case

Peace shivered.

What if there's nowhere to return?

Isn't Changguo

"The Dachang kingdom is coming to an end!"

A crazy voice suddenly sounded in his memory.

Follow the villagers calmly and blankly.

Nearby, the cries of the wounded soldiers came.

The villagers murmured their complaints.

The rumble of the wheels.

Occasionally there was the trampling of horses.

The sound came to his ears, but he seemed to have heard nothing, and his heart echoed repeatedly what the madman had said.

Changguo, is it really over?

Where should they go?

On that day, the Chang army, which had almost lost its combat effectiveness, withdrew with a large group of people towards the king capital of Chang.

That night, he rested in the wild.

The next day, they arrived at hanshiling, which was not too far from Jianchang city.

If you were faster, you might be outside Jianchang city on the third day.

However, in the middle of that afternoon, a news that shocked everyone came from Wang Du.

The northern desert city was broken, and the army of the state of Jing marched in. It took only two days. Jianchang city fell like this!

For fear of being looted, the rich families in the city fled further north with their own soft clothes long before the arrival of the army of the state of Jing.

People in the city are floating, and the combat effectiveness of the city guard is greatly reduced.

This is the reason why all kings are so easy to be broken.

Hearing the news, everyone stayed where they were.

There's nothing left.

Their destination has been occupied by the enemy.

The king fell.

The Lord of a country does not know whether he will survive.

In a twinkling of an eye, all of them from the state of Chang became subjugated people!

Everyone here knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

After many days of long journey, they are already very tired. What supports their body and will is that they can return to the king's capital and get the support of safety.

However, in their hearts as the last to rely on the king.

But like a piece of paper, he fell under the army of the state of Jing in the twinkling of an eye.

How can these people accept this!

In the wilderness, there were more than 6000 soldiers and fleeing people. At one time, the cry shook the field, and the whole earth seemed to be reduced to a sea of pain.

Ping he trembled all over, and his body fell down slowly as if it had no bones.

"Peace, peace!" On one side, fan Guang shouted in panic and reached out to hold him.

Peace only felt that all his strength had been drained.

Since he heard the news of the fall of Wangdu and the fall of Changguo, the whole person has been completely bad.

Mother, mother is still in Wangdu!

Strong longing and unknown fear tore his brain.

When he left, he had a strong palpitation, which made him very afraid, very afraid.

Mother, what happened to mother!

"Fan Guang," said fan Guang, leaning peacefully in his arm, "I, I probably can't walk. Can you do me a favor?"

Fan Guang is a martial artist after all. In addition, he doesn't treat patients and wounded soldiers all the time like Pinghe. His physical condition is much better than Pinghe.

"You say." Fan Guang burst into tears.

"Go to Wangdu and find my mother. If you find her, please protect her."

Calm gasped.

"OK." Fan Guang clenched his teeth and nodded, "I'll do it, brother. Peace, you have a rest here. I'll borrow a horse from the army and go to Wangdu to find your mother!"

Fan Guang's parents had already taken refuge in the state of song, and only he himself remained in the state of Chang.

This time, he not only wanted to find Zou, but also to see if his good brother mi long was safe.

After a few more words, fan Guang went to borrow the horse.

After fan Guang left, he encouraged and supported him peacefully and wanted to stand up.

However, the vertigo that he had been trying hard to resist eventually enveloped him.

Peace blackened before his eyes and fainted directly.

……

When Pinghe woke up, he was surrounded by people, covered with a quilt that he didn't know where to get.

Seeing Ping he woke up, someone hurriedly came over, raised his head and fed him water.

Ping's throat was dry and painful. He opened his mouth and swallowed the water.

When he calmed down, he looked around.

There were also many people looking at him.

There are soldiers, officers and villagers.

"Doctor Ping, have a good rest."

"Yes, doctor Ping has worked hard."

Calmly moistened the sore throat and reluctantly asked:

"Don't you go?"

There was some silence around.

After a meeting, there will be humanity:

"Originally, we wanted to go north or west to find a quiet place. There will be no place to rest for the time being."

"But seeing Dr. Ping like this, we won't go."

"Yes, it's the same everywhere. It's better to stay and guard Dr. Ping."

People around said one after another.

They surround peace, just as they surround their backbone.

A peaceful and bitter smile.

He was still extremely confused, but these people seemed to regard him as a dependency.

Originally, he thought that he had no red pearl and was caught in prison by the sheriff. Even if he came out and returned to his hometown, his reputation would be bad.

However, these villagers still respect him as before.

Including these soldiers and officers, they were grateful and respectful to him.

Maybe it's because he helped.

But what's the use of all this?

He is peaceful, but an ordinary doctor.

In a day, even if you are tired to death, you can cure dozens of people.

Even if you bring others to help and rush to work, there are only a hundred people a day.

However, there were more than hundreds, thousands and tens of thousands of wounded soldiers in Chang state.

Even if it could be cured, the army of Jingguo had invaded the hinterland, and they had nothing to do.

Not only that.

Whether it's him, his friends, or the villagers, soldiers and officers here.

No matter how hard they tried, they could not pull back the general trend of the decline of Chang country.

No wonder that madman wants to say that Dachang country is coming to an end.

Now, he is just a mud Bodhisattva who can't protect himself.

"An ant... Shaking a big tree is ridiculous... Don't look at yourself..."

"A cup of water to save the car... It's hard to support alone..."

In his peaceful mouth, he unconsciously read what the madman said.

He had never felt how right the madman was.

Not just now.

In fact, this result has been doomed since he and his friends got together from time to time to discuss the so-called national affairs.

Human power is too small.

He wanted to get up, but his body felt weak, dizzy and unable to stand up.

There was no choice but to rely on his own strength, he turned over, knelt on the ground and supported the ground with his hands.

Thinking revolved in his mind and finally condensed into an idea.

And what the man who brought the madman home said may be just right for what he thinks and feels at the moment.

"Learning medicine can't save the people of Chang."

"Can't save the people of Chang!"

He fell peacefully on the ground and said hoarsely.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Peace of mind, full of pain and helplessness.