Chapter 91 People are not plants, who can be ruthless

Ge Xiyan slapped his thigh, regardless of whether he was in pain or not, and said angrily, "These dog officials actually regard human life as grass mustard. So many refugees gathered outside the city, not to mention help, they were not even allowed to enter the city gate. This is so fucking inhumane!"

Hao Lianliufeng's pair of autumn-like eyes were gentle and pitiful at this time. She looked at the ragged people and said, "War is the most likely to cause other disasters. These people have traveled for a long distance and have no nutrition to keep up. Ordinary bodies must not stand it. Life, old age, illness and death are no longer just fate.

Compared with the reaction of the two people, the other three people are much calmer, not that they are not angry, but that anger is useless to them. To the seventh, he is a killer, life and death, and he has long been used to it. To Lan, she is cold by nature, and even if the road is uneven, it will be in her heart. For Wu Cang Juelan, he is the emperor of a country. He is determined to kill. Seeing these, he can completely stabilize himself.

And red sandalwood, she looked at these people one by one, the deep fatigue on their faces and the despair in their eyes. He clenched the rein in his hand and looked over the high wall of thousands of people. There are hundreds of soldiers guarding the city and a general in armor. Strangely, what she saw in the general's eyes was not a blind indifference, but an obvious struggle. She was obviously pitiful and unbearable, but she didn't open the gate. Why? She closed her eyes and knew it for a moment.

Four BMWs are not ordinary at first glance. The people sitting on the horse are obviously incompatible with the refugees in rough clothes around them. So when they appeared in front of the gate, it naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Red sandalwood looked at the pair of eyes that could be said to be looking up at them, frowned secretly, and then turned over and got off the horse. She doesn't like this kind of staring, especially when she thinks she is not qualified. She is a person who yearns for equality, although she knows that the world is not so equal.

When she disoed, the rest of the people naturally followed. Leading the horse to the gate, the crowd automatically made way for them and tried to keep their dirty clothes from being next to their exquisite robes.

People are so strange, or they want to pull down people who are better than themselves. Why do you have what I don't have? Or be afraid of approaching these people, which is more fierce than the flood and beasts, which is the deepest inferiority in my heart.

Their obviously different clothes naturally attracted the attention of the generals who guarded the city from the beginning. Looking at the dressing temperament of the group, they knew that they were not ordinary people with their eyesight.

The arrival of the five people made the venue that had been protesting suddenly become silent. The venue of thousands of people was quiet and strange, and everyone's eyes were on the later people. Who are they? They don't look simple at all. Will the guard generals open the gate for them? Do they have any hope of living? In an instant, their lives seemed to be closely related to these people.

The guard general of Chu Lingcheng finally couldn't help it when these people stopped at the gate. He shouted down and said, "Who are these people? The gate of Chu Lingcheng has been closed. You'd better go back to your house.

Ge Xiyan couldn't calm down the most. As soon as he heard this, he burst out with anger: "Your grandfather's! Let me tell you, I am the richest young master of the Ge family in the whole continent! If you don't open the gate for me today, you won't have a good life!"

The general listened to him and scolded him. He didn't dare to say anything in his heart. He just said bluntly, "Master Ge, please come back. I'm also ordered to act, and I really don't dare to make my own decision.

Ge Xiyan still wanted to scold, but was suffoed back by Wu Cang Juelan. He turned his head angrily and stopped talking.

As soon as the people heard that they had come to open the gate, they looked at them eagerly. After hearing Ge Xiyan's identity, his face was shocked, but after the general refused, he fell into a deeper disappointment.

Under the heavy gate, the red sandalwood raised her chin slightly and looked at the seemingly insurmountable wall. She just said lightly, "It doesn't matter if we don't come in. It's just that what you want to do with so many people?"

Her voice was very faint, but it floated clearly in this field.

Her words undoubtedly just hit the hearts of the refugees, and everyone's heart is sad. Yes, there is a family that can't go back, but the world is so big that there is no place for them. What should they do?

Her words also floated into the ears of the soldiers guarding the city. Their motionless eyes seemed to glance down the city. Their family, perhaps one of them.

Looking at the generals guarding the city, the struggle in his eyes seemed to come out of his eyes. He closed his eyes and didn't look at the refugees. He said in a low voice, "There is nothing I can do about my duty."

"What can I do?" Red sandalwood snorted coldly and said, "Since you said where your duty is, let me ask you: What is the vocation of a soldier? Are you blindly following the orders of your superiors? Or protect the country and serve the people?!"

The general's body was shocked, and the soldiers only obeyed the orders. In the army, there was only obedience. But why are these orders and obediences? They never seem to have thought about it. Isn't it for the country and the people? So, is it his duty to keep these refugees out?

Red Sandalwood looked at the silent general and pressed him step by step, "As a soldier, it is our responsibility to protect the family and the country. If you abandon the people and abandon your conscience like this, just for the sake of those wrong superior instructions, isn't it foolish to put the cart before the horse!"

Put the cart before the horse, yes, he put the cart before the horse. He abides by the rules of a soldier: obey. But forget why they can only obey. If they see that the people are still indifferent in the midst of water and fire, what qualifications do they have to say about defending the country and the world?

"General, let them in." A garrison who had just paid frequent attention to the refugees.

"Yes, General, they are all our compatriots. Give them a way to live." Another soldier persuaded.

"General, open the gate." Gradually, more and more soldiers guarded the city.

If people are not vegetation, who can be ruthless?

The refugees in the city were no less shocked than the soldiers in the city after listening to her words. The duty of soldiers is to protect their ordinary people who have no power to bind chickens. Don't they come all the way to find shelter? It shouldn't be rejected, it shouldn't be abandoned, it shouldn't be like this!

Suddenly, thousands of refugees under the city said loudly: "Open the gate! Open the gate! Open the gate!"

Five people, standing upright in thousands of shouts, let themselves drown in the tide-like sea of people. But no voice can affect them, and no one can make them lose their light. Just like a luminous body, the moon is held in the middle by the stars.

The weak general finally gave up the stubborn and unreasonable persistence in his heart. In the words of the red sandalwood, in the persuasion of the soldiers guarding the city, and in the shouts of the refugees in front of the city, he closed his eyes and said heavily, "Open, the city, the door!"

Word by word, knocking on the tip of everyone's fragile hearts, but knocking these hearts more tenaciously.

"Okay, okay, the gate has been opened. Mother, the baby can eat." The four-year-old daughter patted her hands with a dirty smile.

"The gate has finally been opened. Oh, my God, you are not completely blind." The 70-year-old man complained with tears in his eyes.

The cheers of the refugees stained the sky. Ge Xiyan opened the corners of his mouth and showed a big smile. Hao Lianliu's happy smile appeared on his face. Xiao Qi just looked at Hao Lianliufeng with gentle eyes. The temperature around the blue body was also a little warmer in the crowd, and she could even see her slightly hooking the corners of her mouth. Wu Cang Juelan looked at the red sandalwood, and there was obvious praise in his evil eyes.

Red sandalwood put down her slightly raised head. Just now, in the cheers of the refugees, she noticed the relief and melancholy at the moment when the general opened his eyes and looked at her. What was he melancholy? She thought she understood.

The thick city gate made a "squeaky" sound, like something that has been sealed for a long time being slowly opened. Thousands of pairs of eyes eagerly looked at the door slowly extending from a gap. It was strange that these hungry refugees did not swarm in, but stretched out their necks and tiptoes to look into the gate.

It can't be exceeded. They can enter because of the five people in the front. They stand firmly, and they naturally have to wait for them to enter first.

After the gate opened, two rows of soldiers ran in from the city with long guns and stood in two rows. The general who had stood high at the head of the city stepped out from the middle. It was not until he walked in front of the red sandalwood that he stopped and only looked at the blue-robed teenager, but said to the five of them, "You, please come with me."

After saying that, lead the way ahead.

The red sandalwood raised his feet and followed, and several people also followed. The refugees also walked into the city one after another after they left. This time, no one greeted them, and they did not have a situation of crowding and trampling on people.

The streets of Chuling City are very clean. Although the war is precarious, the most basic order here has not been broken, but people's faces are covered with sad clouds, especially after the refugees enter the city. The way they look at the refugees is like looking at themselves through the refugees.

The general has been silent all the way since he said that to them. He turned his head several times and wanted to say something, but finally he couldn't help saying it. When he turned his head again, the guessed red sandalwood said, "General, but what's difficult to say?"

This general is actually very young, about 25 or 26 years old, but a face exposed to wind, frost, rain and snow looks a little cold. He took a deep breath and looked at the red sandalwood with determination and said, "What the prince said is like enlightenment." He smiled bitterly and said, "But how much I wish you didn't open your mouth. I'd rather close your eyes."

Ge Xiyan was not happy and immediately said, "I said, why are you like this? That's right, you're not happy."