The huddled bodies floated to the riverside.

At this moment, the child who had already died suddenly opened his eyes.

"Aniang, daddy..."

The child who opened his eyes first had an extremely confused look in his eyes, as if he had forgotten something, but then he suddenly saw the corpses of the young man and woman, and he roared loudly with a voice of great pain.

His memory was completely restored at this moment.

He is Ling Tian, ​​a descendant of the Ling family in Huaibei. Originally in the Si Jin Dynasty, although his Ling family was not a top family, it was still a prominent family. However, in the last years of the Si Jin Dynasty, sixteen kings competed for the throne, and one of them inherited one thousand.

The Dinghan Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty, which are more than 10,000 kilometers away, had their heads beaten out of dogs.

After decades of war, the various princes and kings could no longer support the continuous war. However, at that time, the hatred between each other was already too deep, and none of the princes and kings who were still alive could no longer withdraw.

This game of fighting for the world.

Finally, some princes and kings who don't know whether to call them stupid or smart opened Pandora's box.

This vassal king promoted foreigners who were originally slaves from Dinghan, no, should be said to have been slaves since the beginning of history, into his warriors, and the warriors who had just been transformed from slaves did not need military expenses at all, not to mention their enthusiasm for war.

This allowed the princes and kings to save too many resources.

Then, after this prince and king enjoyed the benefits of doing so, other princes and kings began to follow suit. Soon, all the surviving princes and kings began to turn the foreign slaves who were originally used as laborers into soldiers and horses under their command.

Then, even aristocratic families who had never thought about competing for the world, but just wanted to protect their own one-third of an acre, also began to use these cheap and willing slave warriors.

At this time, everyone had forgotten that the reason why those slaves became slaves was entirely because their ancestors were once powerful tribal warriors who fought against the Southern Empire. Then, finally, after a certain war, these blood started to flow.

The slaves of the tyrannical gene began to show their fangs.

The slave warriors holding scimitars and riding horses backhandedly hacked to death the superiors sent by their respective masters as their generals. Then, these slaves turned around and began to rush into the city where they had stayed as slaves, as plunderers and invaders.

Go in.

Then, the princes and kings who had once fought each other out were driven out of their respective territories by the rebellious slaves, and began to rush towards the south crazily.

And the Ling family is just a microcosm of this larger background.

The memory in his mind was completely restored, but the child's face suddenly turned pale.

This is still the north, and he is an orphan now. If he can't find a way to live, or can't find a way to cross the river, the only thing waiting for him is death.

The young child stood next to the bodies of the young couple, with an extremely mature look in his eyes as he began to think about ways to survive.
Chapter completed!