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Chapter 9: All roads lead to Rome, but all roads lead to Rome!

Zhao Fo'er watched Qin Yun's figure by the door, and then returned to the house and locked the door until Qin Yun could no longer be seen.

Qin Yun walked very fast and arrived at the mountain in a short time.

The snow in the mountains is deeper than in the village, and because there are few people walking around, it can even reach your calves when you step on it.

The whistling cold wind blows down from the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

The winter wind, especially the wind in the Qinling Mountains, blows on people's faces, as if someone is cutting flesh with a blade.

It hurt so much that Qin Yun subconsciously pulled down his leather hat!

Let your face be more covered by the leather hat.

Even when looking at things, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked in the direction around him.

The road in the deep mountains and old forests was not easy to walk. At the same time, Qin Yun was sorting out the history of the Song Dynasty in his mind.

Now, he has figured out that the world he traveled to is not an imaginary world, but the Song Dynasty that actually existed in history.

It has only been two days since time travel.

But in the past two days, he had killed quite a few people and experienced quite a few things.

First, he killed a signer who wanted to eat him, and then he was assigned a wife for no apparent reason. Three days later, he had to do hard labor, and then he killed everyone in his family...

I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.

It wasn't until today that he understood the value of this sentence. In troubled times, human life is thinner than paper.

Even living people can be measured as food. Even though he worked as a mercenary in his previous life and crawled around in war-torn areas for more than ten years, thinking that he had never seen any hell on earth, what he experienced in the past two days still refreshed his world view.

Even if the places he stayed in in his previous life were chaotic, at least there would still be order on the surface.

But what about today’s world?

Who dares to say that there is such a thing as order?People eat people, people sell people.

The second year of Jingkang.

The four big characters record a year. In the eyes of later generations, this is just a paragraph of text.

But when he was actually in it, Qin Yun understood how terrifying this era was.

The Jin soldiers moved south, and the two armies met at the foot of Bianjing City.

The emperor and the supreme emperor of the Song Dynasty, as well as the entire emperor's relatives and relatives, were taken captive to the Northern Kingdom. It was known in history as the Two Saints' Northern Hunting.

It is said that the fire in Bianjing City burned for three days and three nights. The scavenging crows hovered over Bianjing City for more than half a month. The emperor of the Song Dynasty was even more ridiculous.

When the army approached the city, they actually expected to use magic weapons to descend from the sky to repel the enemy.

In the end, the enemy did not retreat, but he ended up as a Qingyi Yujiu, making fun of others in the ice and snow of the North Country.

It also indirectly led to the status of the Han people in the occupied areas being inferior to pigs and sheep, and even being reduced to the lowest food.

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