Even before they saw the army coming, the refugees were so panicked. The power of fear was so great that they wanted nothing but their lives.

All the vendors' stalls were knocked down, and all kinds of merchandise were scattered on the ground, trampled to pieces by chaotic footsteps.

The once intact tents had collapsed, and even the horse-drawn carriages and carts were overturned by the crowd.

A four or five-year-old child fell to the ground, and his cries did not stop people. Soon, the crying stopped, and the child lay on the ground forever.

The corpses that were already lying on the ground were finally abandoned.

The flow of people was like carp crossing the river, even if they didn't want to leave, their feet would not touch the ground. Ala Yanzong lost contact with Wula Zhitao, and even the waiter of Allah disappeared.

Hysterical shouts and heart-wrenching cries were intertwined and extremely chaotic. It was impossible to hear what each other was calling. Even if they could be heard, so what? No one could stop the refugees from fleeing.

Even if Ala Yanzong's Qing Gong is superb, he cannot control the direction of his flow.

The panicked refugees fled blindly, and the Alayan sect was also baffled. Why did the army want to massacre the city again? Such cruelty and recklessness would indeed destroy the country.

At present, Alayanzong can't think about this. His most important thing at the moment is to find the peach of Ula. He is worried that something might happen to the peach of Ula, and if he falls down, he may never get up again.

The flow of people finally left the small square in front of the mountain city, and the density of people gradually thinned out. Although the refugees continued to run, it was no longer crowded.

Ala Yanzong wanted to stop and look for the peach of Ula. As soon as he slowed down, he was hit by someone from behind. He did not fall, but the person who hit him fell to the ground. If the person couldn't get up in time, he might still be trampled to death.

On this mountain road.

Ala Yanzong quickly picked up a young man and a middle-aged woman who had fallen to the ground and asked them to continue running away. He could only continue to move forward with the flow of people.

Ala Yanzong saw a stone as high as a person on the roadside, and jumped up. Climbing to a high place not only avoids the collision of people, but also allows him to see whether there is a peach of Ula in the crowd.

Perhaps because they were tired from running, the crowd finally slowed down, and Alayanzong searched anxiously among the crowd.

Wula Zhitao appeared, and from a distance she saw Ala Yanzong standing on the stone, and waved and shouted.

Alayanzong could only hear her shouting, but he didn't know what to say. The noisy crowd had covered up her words. But it was enough, and he finally did not lose the peach of Ula.

When the peach of Ula approached the boulder, Alayanzong stretched out his hand and pulled her up.

He saw that the peach of Ula was in an unusual mess, and the white wax pole was missing. According to the peach of Ula, it had been stepped on and could not be picked up again.

The cloth bag holding the meat was pulled away, and the cloth bag hanging from the waist containing wild dates was also squeezed and lost. Fortunately, the machete was still there.

Ala Yanzong was very happy that he was alive. He hugged Wula Zhitao tightly, and he even shed two lines of tears.

The crowd behind became thinner and thinner, mostly the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, walking slowly, supporting each other, and some people kept coughing.

After all, I still didn’t see the waiter Anla, or even the familiar Yeluheng and others.

The sky has started to get dark.

The two Alayanzong people jumped down from the big rock and followed the crowd behind them. After walking for a while, they stopped.

Wula Zhitao asked: "Where are we going?"

Ala Yanzong spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "I don't know. We are just drifting with the flow and have no destination at all."

Wula Zhitao looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting dark soon. The most important thing is to find a place to spend the night first."

Alayanzong observed the surrounding situation.

Ahead is the mountain road leading to the north. The flow of people continues to move forward.

Behind is the mountain city of Vikchi. Although it is not far away, it is blocked by the mountains.

There is a cliff to the east, with a valley below, and beyond that, there are low mountains and forests.

There are also cliffs to the west, but they are not high. You can see a path leading to the top of the mountain.

Alayanzong led Wula Zhitao to climb the mountain path on the west side.

It was said to be a path that could only be climbed, and even the timid and weak would not dare to climb it. Alayanzong used a dagger to cut a section of the vine, and let Ula Zhitao pull her behind, and brought her to the top of the mountain.

The hill is not high, but you can vaguely see the mountain city of Vikchi.

The top of the mountain is relatively flat, with no other abrupt things visible except some weeds and rocks.

After some searching, the two finally found a suitable place to stay between two large rocks.

Two boulders form an angle, forming a triangular narrow space. According to previous experience, block the opening with stones, put some dry branches on top of the head, spread long grass, and also spread grass below, and there you have it.

A temporary shack.

Although it's a bit windy, it's still much better than outside.

After a lot of work, Ula Zhitao sat down on the ground, took a water bag, drank some water first, and sighed:

"Before we saw the army, the people panicked and fled one after another. We ran from the Citadel of Allah Marina to the mountain city of Vikchi. We couldn't enter the mountain city when we arrived. Where will we go?"

Ala Yanzong also sat down, took a kerchief, poured some water on it, and gently wiped the dirt on Ula Zhitao's face.

Wula Zhitao's face was a little rosy, and after hesitating for a moment, she took the towel and wiped it herself.

Alayanzong said: "Many of these refugees look familiar, but they just don't know their names. They should be refugees who escaped from Allah Marina Castle and are already scared of death.

"The mountain city has not taken in. I have been here for a long time, almost more than a month. I may have lost all my money, and I am starving outside the city. When the news came that the army was going to massacre the city again, I was naturally extremely frightened.

"The instinct of survival drives us to escape. Regardless of whether the news is true or false, escape becomes the first priority. We originally planned to settle in the mountain city, but looking at the current situation, this bubble of hope has also burst, and it has become a trend to continue to escape.

"

After Wu Lazhitao wiped her face, her handsome nature was revealed, and she became much quieter. Although she was still a little tired, she was still energetic.

"You want to rely on medical skills to treat sick victims. There is no fixed place, no utensils, and no herbs. All this can only be an idea. The refugees continue to flee, and we can only follow them. We need to think about it carefully.

Wherever you flee is your stop."

The sky has darkened, and only the faint moonlight remains in the sky.

Alayanzong took out the dried venison from the cloth bag, chewed it slowly with Wulazhi, and occasionally took a sip of the spring water in the water bag.

"Because the plague has become a chaotic world, the official cannot control the epidemic, cannot stabilize the people's hearts, and the refugees are scattered and find it difficult to live in peace. We can only drift with the tide, without a fixed place, wherever we go! Fortunately, we can still find food, so we won't

starve."

In the pale moonlight, Alayanzong gave a bitter smile, feeling helpless. He still couldn't figure it out, because the Tuocheng Allah Binhai Castle was already an empty city. Was it because of the stability of the country that the violent king wanted to massacre all the possible patients?
Chapter completed!