The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Since General Xue Qi and Yan Laoer left, the Huju border army and militia have been stationed in the temporary camp.

The two groups were originally distinct from each other, but they lived in the same place every day and gradually started to interact with each other.

There are still some Guannai people who were rescued from Beirong in the camp and did not follow the crowd to resettle in Huju.

Some of their families died tragically and were left alone. Some of them came to the north to do business. Their hometowns were far away in the south and they could not return.

The experiences of falling into the hands of Beirong are different, and the word "tragic" runs through them all.

This small temporary camp has become a safe place that they have never dreamed of for many years.

Even though I know it won’t last long, I still manage and maintain it carefully.

Before the ice and snow melted, small shacks were built using stones, grass and trees to replace the previous ice and snow huts.

As for eating, the militia has experience in picking wild animals from the mountains.

The weather was getting warmer, and they had many bows and crossbows in their hands. Occasionally they could hunt live animals, and with the food they foraged from Beirong, they ate sparingly, and even after digging and searching, they still had some surplus.

The most talked about topic in the militia these days is the land at home.

Before leaving, Yan Erxiucai promised them that he would help bring messages and money to his family.

They believed it, but in their hearts, they still couldn't help but think about it and worry about it.

How could we not worry about it? The family's rations depended on the harvest of the fields.

"There's a letter from the waiter. The waiter's letter tells us to rescue her, brother!" Qi Si held the eagle in his arms and ran as fast as he could on his two long legs. None of the militia brothers who went hunting with him behind him could catch up with him. He was running behind, wheezing and panting.

Jiuxiao accepted her fate and was strangled by Qi Si's two arms, hugging him like a chicken.

Luo Er was chopping a wooden pile with his knife. When he heard the sound, he ran towards him and grabbed the bloody piece of cloth when Qi Si was not prepared.

Before Qi Si could react, his big hand had already grabbed it and snatched the cloth back in an instant.

He stared and sighed.

"No grabbing!"

This is the waiter's letter for help, written in blood. Whenever he thinks of this, Qi Si's heart throbs and hurts.

With so many words, it hurts so much for Xiao Er when he writes them!

Luo Da and Qi Da arrived front and back.

"How did you write it?" Luo Da asked in a deep voice.

"The waiter said that she and Xiu Caigong are trapped on the mountain. There are a group of powerful bad guys blocking the mountain. Let's hurry up and save her!" Qi Si's fists were hardened.

With Jiuxiao in his arms, Hawkeye suddenly made a difficult move of rolling his eyes.

"Let's go!" Qi Da said simply.

Wang Dalang thought to himself that there must be a place for us to go.

He quickly asked: "Did the waiter write down which hilltop they were trapped on?"

Within a few words, the men from Xiaoan Village had already surrounded Qi. There were three floors inside and three floors outside, and people were still squeezing in.

They stared at Qi Si anxiously, waiting eagerly.

Why don't you get started like Luo Er? They can't read!

"The eagle raised by Xiao Er can lead us there." Qi Si raised Jiuxiao in his arms.

Jiuxiao was set on fire by the sight.

Qi Da slapped Qi Si on the head.

"Relax, don't let the eagle strangle you!"

Jiuxiao turned her head and stared at him with eagle eyes.

Qi Da: "Take it first for me."

Qi Si handed over the eagle.

As expected of two brothers, they both hold them in the same way.

Jiuxiao: What is the significance of substitution?

Luo Da: "Take the guy and we'll go there right away."

Before these men could disperse, the screams of several boys rang out in the camp.

"Boy Scouts gather, gather together, go rescue Xiao Er, Xiao Er is trapped on the mountain!"

"Copycat guys! Assemble!"

“Scout to War!”

The children ran wildly around the camp, looking for bows and sticks.

Good guy, after all the jumping up and downs, they got together faster than they did.

"What happened over there?" The border army heard the commotion and asked people to go over and inquire.

After learning that Yan Hushu and Yan Xiaoer were blocked on the mountain by gangsters, they thought about it and felt that they should go.

"The boss asked us to stay here before he leaves. Is it appropriate for us to go over like this?"

"What's inappropriate? Then Yan Er asked the vigilante group to stay before he left. Did they stay?"

"We are going to save people. Even if the leader is here, we can't just die without saving them."

"Come on, with Xiao Er's abilities, isn't it possible that just a few bandits with no eyes can trap her?"

Another person who inquired about the situation came back.

"The blood letter, what I heard is true, Xiao Er wrote a blood letter and came back to ask for help!"

"Be a good boy, what a ferocious bandit this is, brothers, hurry up and deal with it!"

The militiamen were flying into the sky, and they were beating the drums in their hearts. It was not easy for this eagle to bring back the letter. Can it really lead the way to find the waiter?

It turns out that eagles can!

There is an eagle flying in the sky, and it will also hover in the sky and wait for people on the ground.

Those who ride horses and donkeys on the ground cannot run on two legs.

No one from the militia was left behind, so they all mobilized.

The boy scout is a boy scout, and even if his own father says not to let him go, it won't work, and the reason is extremely valid. The boy is the leader of the boy scout, and he can save his own leader, so there is nothing wrong with him!

Why don't you listen to my advice? You are so stubborn!

The frontier army actually left half of the people in the camp. They kept the people and generously lent out a lot of horses.

The people who were rescued in the camp did not hear the truth. They vaguely heard that the waiter was blocked by bandits on the mountain and wanted to go.

They are grateful for the kindness of being saved and repaying the kindness of saving their lives. They are not afraid of death!

Yan Huaiwen, who wrote the letter, and Yan Xiaoer, who dictated the story, never thought that the team coming to rescue them would be so huge.

At this time, Yan Yu was seriously listening to someone's feedback.

There is indeed someone at the foot of the mountain.

Due to the flash floods, many people who went into the mountains to search for the mountains suffered many losses, and there was a panic below.

The good news is that they won't be searching the mountains for the time being.

The bad news is that these people are gathered at the foot of the mountain and will be attacked if they appear.

Yan Yu counted the time and Jiuxiao should have brought the letter by now.

According to the footsteps of the uncles from the militia, it should have been night when we reached here.

Only one-fifth of the people on her side could not come down and walk, and two-fifths had to carry stretchers. Only the remaining two-fifths could move, including her, the main force who injured her hand.

Without external force, it would be a fool's errand to think of them trying to break through.

The further down the mountain, the more stable Yan Yu's heart became.

She had faith in her uncle from the vigilante group.

Even if her father is not here, the vigilante group has no actual leader.

Even though they are not regular troops, they are just a group of country people who put down their farm tools and picked up weapons.

"Prince, you...are you awake?!" Yan Yu felt the slight movement of the people around her and rushed over happily.

A small round gray face appeared in front of the King of England.

The King of England looked at her intently.

The clothes on his body are in a mess, the inner coat is a lot too short, and the outer cotton coat has shrunk and is tightly open on the child, and his wet hair sticks to his head and face.

The waiter's eyes were so bright, and what was more eye-catching than those eyes were her hands.

It was wrapped loosely, and because he couldn't put it down, he could only hold it up in front of him. The color coming out of it made his eyes red.

The second update is coming~

Today is still a great home~(*▽*)~