Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 253 Zhao Xiao4 is taken off the shelves

Zhang Xiaosi was dazed by the bombardment and suddenly felt a thorn in his back. He turned around and saw a ball of fire and thick smoke rushing towards him like a ferocious beast.

"Boom..." With a loud bang, a shell exploded beside him.

The great hero Zhang Xiaosi was blown to pieces, not even a bone fragment was left.

The explosions were deafening.

Zhang Xiaojun and his men fled for their lives. Fortunately, the mountain road was rugged and difficult to travel. The artillery chased them for a while, but the artillery shells could not be transported and supplied in time, so they were able to escape.

Zhang Xiaojun ran all the way until he was sure he was out of danger, then he stopped panting. He turned back to count the number of people, but found that Zhang Xiaosi was gone.

"Where is your General Zhang?" Zhang Xiaofeng shouted anxiously and asked Zhang Xiaosi's subordinates urgently.

His men looked at each other in silence, and no one could answer his question.

Zhang Xiaofeng's face instantly darkened, his anxiety blazing like a raging fire. He paced back and forth, his steps unsteady, muttering to himself, "Where can he go at this critical moment?"

He sent a few people to go back along the way they came to search, but after a long time, all the people he sent out returned empty-handed.

"Could it be that he has already..." Zhang Xiaojun didn't dare to think further, but the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, hanging over him like a haze.

"No, I must find him!" Zhang Xiaojun gritted his teeth. When he came out, his father told him to take his brother back with him.

He could only lead his men to search carefully along the escape route again.

He searched every ruin and every corner, but still could not find any trace of Zhang Xiaosi.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng was extremely anxious, with veins bulging on his forehead, winding like earthworms.

He kept cursing the terrible situation and regretting that he should not have fled in such a panic.

"Zhang Xiaosi, where are you?" Zhang Xiaofeng's voice, filled with deep despair, echoed in the empty wilderness.

As the sun sets, the blood-red afterglow stretches their shadows very long, but there is still no news from Zhang Xiaosi.

Zhang Xiaofeng felt more helpless and confused than ever before. He had no idea what to do next.

Although it is common for big families to have conflicts between brothers, their Zhang family has been fighting outside for many years, and many brothers have died in the battlefield. Now only his lineage remains in the world.

To escape!

Survival is the bottom line!

At this time, he didn't care about Zhang Xiaosi's life or death, and could only retreat to his previous place of residence - the north bank of Yishui.

On the north bank of the Yishui River, a cold wind blew mercilessly, as sharp as a knife. Zhang Xiaofeng and the remaining troops barely managed to take root there.

For a few months, they seemed to have become a part of the wilderness, with thatched houses scattered around and smoke rising from the chimneys, forming a sharp contrast with the desolate surroundings.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

One evening, bursts of noise came from the distant mountains and forests, as if bandits were passing through. The sound of horse hooves and shouts intertwined together, breaking the brief tranquility here.

Zhang Xiaofeng stood on a high place and looked out. He saw a group of men in colorful clothes, holding swords and guns, approaching rapidly like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Their eyes were filled with greed and ferocity, as if they wanted to devour this safe haven that had been built with great difficulty, leaving no room for survival.

Zhang Xiaojun gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and he secretly wondered in his mind how to save everyone's lives again in this dangerous situation.

Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes were sharp as he scanned the uneven group in front of him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, their shadows were stretched out long, mixed with uneasiness and restlessness, like a dark cloud about to be swept away by the wind.

The refugees and bandits from Langya had flickering eyes and looked at each other from time to time, as if they were secretly plotting some ulterior motive.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the bonfire next to the hut jumped suddenly, sparks flew into the dark sky, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Zhang Xiaofeng took a deep breath and shouted, "What exactly are you guys here for?"

A burly man with a face full of flesh stepped out of the crowd and shouted at the top of his voice, "Zhang Xiaosi is dead. Our future is uncertain. Now we just want to find a way to survive!"

Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed as he spoke in a deep voice, "I understand your concerns, but such barbaric behavior is absolutely not the solution. As long as you stay, I, Zhang Xiaofeng, promise to treat you well and find a stable future together."

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted at the top of his voice: "Why should we trust you?"

Zhang Xiaofeng said seriously, "We are in a difficult situation now. If we fight alone, we will die. If we unite, there may be hope."

Some people began to waver and whisper to each other, their voices as loud as mosquitoes and flies.

Zhang Xiaofeng continued, "I, Zhang Xiaofeng, always keep my word. As long as you sincerely stay, we will share the good and the bad in the future!"

Finally, a few people put down their weapons and shouted, "We are willing to believe you!"

Seeing that some people were beginning to waver, Zhang Xiaofeng felt a glimmer of hope and said, "Strike while the iron is hot:

"Everyone, we have no way out now. If we continue to fight and waste our time, it will only make our situation more difficult.

I, Zhang Xiaofeng, am willing to share life and death, and hardships with you all. As long as we work together, we will surely find a safe place to live in this troubled world."

At this time, an old man stumbled out from the crowd and said, "Chief Zhang, if you can truly keep your word, we are willing to follow you. But when Chief Xiao Si was here, we also lived in fear and anxiety. We were really scared."

Zhang Xiaofeng said sincerely, "Old man, I will not pursue the past. From today on, as long as everyone obeys my command and works together, I will ensure that everyone lives a stable life."

More and more people laid down their weapons and expressed their willingness to stay.

But the big man with a face full of flesh still refused to give up and shouted, "Zhang Xiaofeng, stop using sweet words here. Who knows if you are trying to trick us?"

Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes turned cold, and he said sternly, "If you insist on doing this, don't blame me for being rude. Everyone is willing to believe me, what else do you want?"

Seeing this, several people beside the big man quietly pulled the corner of his clothes, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Seeing this, the big man had to reluctantly put down his weapon.

Zhang Xiaojun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, since everyone has decided to stay, from now on, we are a family. We must face the upcoming difficulties together and rebuild our home."

However, despite the nice words, Zhang Xiaofeng knew in his heart that this was not a place where he could live permanently, and it would be best for him to take these people away as soon as possible.

However, a lot of people were lost in this battle, so what's the point of going back?

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xiaojun decided to go back first to avoid being noticed by the team behind him.

His thinking was not unreasonable. Zhang Xiaosi was dead and no one knew about it. Zhao Sheng would naturally not let Zhang's army go and still ordered them to pursue them relentlessly!