The snowflakes in winter begin to flutter again!

Since the beginning of winter, the ice and snow in Nanjing have never melted away. In the past, people were rarely seen in the bustling streets. Apart from the beggars and cats and dogs who occasionally hid in the corners and were slowly frozen to death, there were only guards who patrol regularly.

Xiao Wo, who had been a beggar for a year, shrank his hands and feet that were exposed in the cold wind and tried to wrap the worn mattress on his body tightly. This was what he snatched back from several beggars in the mass grave. At that time, he was beaten to death, and now there was a large scar on his forehead.

As a Khitan, the situation in Nanjing was very difficult! Originally, their family was a wealthy businessman around Nanjing, and he also lived a good life without worrying about food and clothing. But as the war continued, their family was collected again and again. In the end, they were even destroyed and their family was destroyed.

In order to survive, he had to flee to Nanjing City to beg. Now with the arrival of winter, he feels that he is going to meet his short-lived parents.

Just as he recalled that he was still living in the house where the ground dragon was once laying, a team of yamen runners suddenly walked towards him.

"Let's go! Beg for food! Now the whole city is martial law, so you are not allowed to stay in the city." Before you get close, a yamen runner shouted at the top of your voice.

The news of the defeat on the front line has reached Nanjing City!

What came with it was the Mongol cavalry approaching!

The people of Nanjing almost grew up listening to the reputation of the Mongols! No one is afraid of these Mongolians who had to temporarily hide from the islands when they were beaten. In order to appease the people, martial law was issued in the city.

"Ah! Dear masters, please let me stay here. After leaving the city, it is cold and cold, but I just wait to die!" Although I was frozen in the city, I had the opportunity to ask for a bite. If I went outside the city, it would not be so easy to ask for a stutter.

But these yamen runners ignore beggar's begging!

For them, it would be better if all these beggars died. Because 90% of thefts in the city were done by these poor beggars who were not covered in clothes. After all, people can do anything when they are extremely hungry.

So Xiao Wu's begging was only a punch and kick! Then his hands were tied with ropes and tied to the ponytail. As he walked along this way, more and more beggars were hanging on the ponytail. Some people were exhausted and could not withstand the wind and snow, so they fell on the road.

But the yamen runners didn't care and just dragged it to the ground. This made the beggars tied to the same rope! They were so bumpy and bumpy, and they saw the city gate just in front of them. Xiao Wu felt cold and felt that it was not the city gate, but the gate of hell.

Just when he was desperate, the city gate standing in the wind and snow suddenly opened slowly, and the yamen runners stopped strangely.

Xiao Wu knew that the guards of the city wall would never deliberately open the city gate for them, such beggars. Therefore, they would only be led up to the city wall and then pushed out of the city. Those who were lucky might only break their hands and feet, and those who were almost splattered blood on the spot.

Xiao Wu only hopes that the snow can be bigger so that the snow outside the city will be thicker. They will have a greater chance of survival!

But the city gate suddenly opened, which made him a little surprised.

A black cavalry slowly appeared in front of everyone. Each of them wore iron helmets, covering their noses, only a pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes were exposed. The wind and snow kept blowing through them, brushing away a lot of the snow on the helmets.

"Who are these?" Xiao Wu was a little surprised by the cavalry standing outside the city. In his impression, the cavalry of the Dazhen Kingdom rarely wears armor.

The yamen runners were knowledgeable and had already recognized that this was not the army of the Dazhen Kingdom. A terrible possibility suddenly came to my mind!

"Mongols! They are Mongolians!" Some yamen rang in fear. Regardless of the reactions of others, they cut off the rope tied to the tail of the mount, turned the horse's head and ran into the city. The others also reacted and quickly left the city gate.

Xiao Wu and some beggars were tied to a rope. Before the yamen runners cut off the rope, the Mongolians outside the city moved.

I saw cavalry like sculptures waving their whips! The sound of slap was isolated from the slap of wind and snow. Immediately, the sound of horse hooves sounded on the snow, causing the snow on the ground to scatter.

"Here is here! The Mongols are here!" Not only the yamen runners were afraid, but also beggars like Xiao Wu were afraid, because no one wanted to be stepped on by groups of cavalry, and thus turned into a pool of mud.

But before they could break free from the rope, the yamen runner drove the mount to escape quickly into the city. Xiao Wu, who was hung on the ponytail, suddenly stood unsteadily and was dragged to the ground.

However, there were five or six people hanging on the ponytail, and their mounts were hung by such a huge force and soon began to suffer.

Xiao Wu, who was hanging on the snow, felt his head swollen, and the whole world was spinning. He saw the corner of the alley ahead, and someone had already hit him and sprinkled blood all over the floor.

"It's over!" Xiao Wu thought in despair!

Suddenly an arrow flew over his head!

With a bang, he felt the force of his hand dragging suddenly disappear. When he was about to hit the stone wall, his body finally stopped.

When I looked up, I saw that the rope tied to the ponytail had broken.

Not only that, the horse that had run two steps quickly fell to the ground. The yamen runner sitting on the horse also quickly rolled down with an arrow inserted into his head.

A large group of Mongolian cavalrymen rushed towards them. Xiao Wu was nervously wondering whether he would die. He didn't know that the cavalry only rushed past them, and there was no intention of killing them.

Wang Xun, who was standing at the city gate, looked at Shun Yongjun who was gradually moving away, and felt a little relieved. At least from the fact that these people did not abuse the beggars, ordinary people who were not well-off in the city would not be slaughtered.

But those wealthy families who enjoy wealth and wealth like him may suffer a great disaster. The city gate guard who stood with him saw Wang Xun's complex expression and asked nervously: "Shumi Wang, my wife, children, aren't going to be in trouble, right?"

He was the one who followed Wang Yu, so he cooperated to open the city gate in this way. But thinking about the bad reputation of the Mongols often massacred the city before, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Hurry and order people to go home and hang white banners on the door! Close the door of the house tonight and don't come out!"
Chapter completed!