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Chenxi didn't see He Bunsheng again for more than ten days.

They stayed in Lingcheng for a long time, and under the fire of foreign guns and artillery, the army was retreating steadily, and the front line had been pushed to surrounding towns.

The rich wives and big bosses in the city packed up their belongings and boarded the ship heading south.

The dock has become the busiest place in the city.

Chenxi cooked the noodles and stood at the window looking out with the bowl in hand.

This house is close to the pier, and the light in the house is a bit dark. Because it is located on the bank of the river, the house is filled with moisture that cannot be wiped out by the sun.

The walls were covered with a layer of white ash, soaked in the humid air, growing moss, and forming several dirty bulges. Some of the walls even fell off, revealing the blue-gray stone bricks inside.

Fireworks in March is the time when the scenery of Lingcheng is the most beautiful, with colorful flowers blooming all over the place and tiny pollen floating in the air.

Opening the door behind the house is the river. There is a layer of white debris floating on the slow-moving water, and there are a few floating petals from time to time, making the already not very clean river water look even more dull.

Chenxi took a sip of soup and still stood looking out the window.

The rice shops in the city closed their doors, the rice shop owners fled out of the city, and the grain became valuable.

The interior of the house was sparsely decorated, with only a rickety bed and a small square table remaining except for the peeling walls.

There was a newspaper on the table. Chenxi exchanged a handful of beans for it with the newspaper seller.

The large-character poster was clearly printed with the words "Dahe Army will fully attack Lingcheng". Chen Xi took a look at it and then threw the newspaper aside.

To be honest, he felt a little sorry for that handful of beans.

Whether he leaves or not depends on He Bensheng, not the current situation.

People in the city were in panic. Some well-connected people had bought ferry tickets early and fled to other places. Pedestrians on the streets were even more hurried.

There is a stack of banknotes piled up on the street corner, but no one cares about it, and no one on the street takes a second look.

That pile of paper can't even be exchanged for a piece of meat. With inflation, the money is worthless.

The noodles at home were brought to him by He Bensheng. He had exchanged everything he could exchange for money. He couldn't do much work even though he was dragging one leg, so he could only rely on He Bensheng's meals.

Chenxi picked up the noodles and ate them. The noodles were thick and thin. The thin ones were soaked in the soup, and the thick ones were a little raw. If you look closely, you can see that there are some black pockmarks floating on the white and thick soup surface, which are burnt. The pot skin fell off later.

Chen Xi was used to being served by others. At first, she couldn't even cook noodles. Later, she followed He Bensheng all the way south, and her life became increasingly difficult. He Bensheng was also busy with tasks and couldn't take care of him. Chen Xi then learned to cook by himself. I was barely full and didn't starve myself to death.

Chen Xi ate plain noodles and sighed unnoticeably.

In fact, he doesn't want to think too much. Seeing some things too clearly will only increase his troubles.

Chen Xi heard a knock on the door. He knocked twice first, paused for two seconds and then knocked three times again. This was the previously agreed upon code.

Chen Xi put down the bowl and went to open the side door. He thought it was He Bensheng. When he opened the door, it was empty.

He looked over and saw a piece of clothing disappearing at the entrance of the alley.

There was something pressed against a stone on the ground. Chen Xi kicked the stone away with his toes and bent down to get it.

It was a piece of paper with only a few words written in black pen, instructing Chen Xi to leave the city by boat and then go to Dian City, and someone would pick him up.

Inside the letter was a ship ticket and two golden beans.

The ferry ticket is for tomorrow, so Chenxi stuffed it into his pocket.

The weather wasn't too cold, but he was still wearing a thin jacket, and his fingertips were a little unhealthy white.

It's been a long time since I saw He Bensheng, and Chen Xi missed him a little.

The next day, he packed a package that he had put into the river behind the house a few days ago. Now he was alone and had no worries.

The battle situation in the outer positions of Lingcheng in the past few days was not ideal. Lingcheng was an isolated city and it was impossible to defend it. The leaders of the political party only left sixteen regiments.

It is also embarrassing to mention that Lingcheng is the ancient capital of ten dynasties and the capital, which is of great significance, but from a tactical point of view, it is already a desperate situation. The enemy can encircle it from three sides, and Lingcheng faces the river to the north, so there is no way to retreat.

The troops currently defending the city were reorganized after being defeated on the battlefield, and their morale was low. Even if they wanted to defend, they would not be able to do so in the face of ten times the number of Yamato troops.

Rumor has it that the Yamato army dropped poison gas bombs, and as long as they were contaminated even a little, they would collapse and die in pain and torture.

Terrible.

Chen Xi dragged his lame leg forward. The closer he got to the pier, the more crowded the crowds became. Once the person standing in front fell, he would be stepped down by those who came after him, and he would never be able to stand up again.

There were several large boats parked on the pier, as well as some fishing boats. They couldn't hold too many people, and those who couldn't buy tickets hoped that the fishing boats would pick them up.

Chen Xi heard a roar, looked up, and saw six or seven black spots in the sky roaring from far to near.

It was Yamato's fighter jet, and at the commander's order, it began a full-scale bombing.

Chen Xi had difficulty with his legs and feet. In the chaos, someone kicked the knee of his left leg. He couldn't stand and fell down.

Fortunately, he was standing on the outside and was not overwhelmed by the crazy crowd. After being kicked a few times, he climbed out.

Chen Xi was lucky. It was just the right time to board the ship. He watched helplessly as a cannonball was thrown and landed on the deck of the ship he was about to board.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, staining the entire river red.