Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

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Heavy breathing sounds kept coming from the cicada's mouth.

Sweat soaked the temples of her long hair on both sides.

Hongchan, leaning against a wall, clutched her shoulder with one hand, and bright red blood seeped through her fingers.

Luoyang is very large.

This is the biggest city Hongchan has ever seen in her life.

It is also the most prosperous city.

There was a time when she thought she would die in those mountains.

From a young age, she witnessed her father and mother being chained by the Xianbei people and treated like livestock, toiling all day but never getting enough to eat.

On a day when winter was just around the corner.

When the young Hongchan woke up in the morning, she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

Both the father and mother lay dead in pools of blood.

A piece of gravel separated my wrist.

The blood had congealed, and the withered grass beneath them had absorbed the blood, resembling stalks of burning red grass.

She didn't even know how old she was that day.

Curled up beside the completely lifeless corpse, she only remembered that her tears were warm; everything else was cold.

The Xianbei herdsmen discovered the bodies of her father and mother.

Then they roughly lifted her from beside her parents' bodies and threw her outside the tent.

She tried her best to get one step closer to her parents.

However......

But she couldn't do it at all; her small body was kicked to the side like a kite with a broken string.

She witnessed firsthand how the Xianbei herdsmen dissected her parents' bodies and threw them to the vicious dogs they kept outside.

He witnessed his parents' bodies being devoured by vicious dogs.

Then she fainted.

This faint feeling seemed to last for a very, very long time.

Several years later, her feet were bound with chains, just like her parents had done years before.

Every day, they carried heavy wooden buckets to fetch water, cut grass, cooked, fed the cows and horses, and milked the cows...

They worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk, repeating the same work their parents had done before they died.

She had assumed that life would continue indefinitely, without any change.

But......

The suffering did not end so easily.

That evening.

The head of the household's son, the silly son who always grinned at her, was pushed into her tent by the head of the household.

Having lived among the Xianbei for several years, she could understand what they were saying.

The Xianbei man roughly tore her clothes open.

He pushed his mentally challenged son up there, and then walked out of the tent.

She was very happy.

Fortunately, the Xianbei man's son was a fool.

They didn't do anything to her.

He just grinned foolishly at her.

However, the Xianbei man became extremely furious when he discovered that nothing had happened that night.

He kicked his mentally challenged son out of the tent.

Then, with a sinister grin, he took off his sheepskin coat, which he never washed.

At that moment, she was once again plunged into fear, despair, helplessness, and... anger.

She opened her mouth and bit through the Xianbei man's throat.

Blood sprayed.

The Xianbei man tried to draw his dagger and kill her.

But he collapsed helplessly onto the hay, clutching his throat.

Blood, just like on the day her father and mother committed suicide, stained the straw beneath her.

But at that moment, she wasn't afraid; she curled up and hugged her legs tightly.

I don’t know how long it took.

The tent was pushed open again.

The man's large wife pushed open the tent.

After witnessing what had happened, he angrily whipped her until she was nearly dead.

Then it was hung on the flagpole outside the tent.

A wolfskin tube on the flagpole was being blown about by the wind.

It's very cold outside.

The Xianbei woman clearly didn't want her to die a quick and painless death.

Instead, it was to torment her.

She had lost count of how many days she had been hanging there.

He was whipped many times.

until one day.

A group of Hunnic nobles on horseback, dressed in magnificent clothes and armor she had never seen before, came to the tent.

saw her.

And they rescued her from the flagpole.

She was redeemed for the price of a sheep.

But she knew that this was not because she had met a good person.

That day, she learned that she was not the only Han Chinese who had been abducted to the Xianbei; there were many, many more.

She met many children her age.

They were placed together.

It was around that time that she met Qing.

I met many of my companions, some of whom were already dead, and others who were brought to justice.

Hundreds of children were locked up together.

This time, they no longer needed to work, but they had new jobs.

Learn how to kill.

The man who redeemed her from the herdsmen told them.

The reason they ended up in such a state and were abducted by the Xianbei was not because the Xianbei were particularly powerful or cruel.

Rather, it was the inaction of the officials in their Han Dynasty.

When the Xianbei cavalry raided southwards, Han officials would close the city gates, allowing the Xianbei to plunder the people in the villages and towns outside the city.

Once they have looted enough, they will leave satisfied without attacking the city.

Even if Han officials knew in advance that the Xianbei were coming to plunder, they would not notify the people outside the city beforehand.

Because if the Xianbei cavalry failed to plunder wealth and people, they would attack the city.

Meanwhile, the officials lived in the city.

From that moment on.

She learned what hatred truly meant!

Compared to the Xianbei people.

She hated even more the Han Dynasty officials who ignored them and let them be trampled on like roadside weeds.

Later she learned that the man who ransomed her was the Great Chanyu of the Xianbei, whose name was Kuitou.

At first, she didn't know what Kui Tou wanted to do.

But a few days later.

After a quiet night, they, who had been starving for three days, saw someone bring them food for the first time.

But there are other things besides food.

A row of gleaming daggers.

A bucket of meat bones and a dozen gleaming daggers were thrown into the tent at the same time.

She huddled in the corner of the tent.

She watched as the children, who were stronger and older than her, fought over food.

What started as insults escalated into a physical fight.

Later, someone picked up a dagger from the ground and began stabbing those fighting over the food.

At that moment, she realized that the people here were not her partners.

Rather, they are competitors.

Competitors who can survive.

The first time, she didn't do anything, just curled up in the corner and watched the people fighting over it.

The child who got the dagger began to use it to threaten the other children who got the food.

Three days passed, and then Kui Tou returned with food once more.

This time there were no weapons, only food.

But those children who had already grabbed the daggers became hungry wolves among the crowd.

The blood-stained dagger, like the fangs of a hungry wolf, threatened everyone around it.

She is very hungry.

In the chaos, she managed to grab a bone with a little bit of meat still attached, and then curled up in a corner.

But before she could eat, she was discovered.

A boy, who was swallowing food and holding a dagger, stood in front of her with a fierce look in his eyes.

That look reminded her of the vicious dog that had devoured her parents' corpses years ago.

She was scared, but also very hungry.

With her eyes closed, she bit into the bone, awaiting what was about to happen.

However, nothing happened when she swallowed the first bite of meat.

She opened her eyes.

She saw a body that wasn't much stronger than hers blocking her way.

green.

Qing, holding a dagger in both hands, stood in front of her.

She will always remember that day, the look in Qing's eyes when he turned around and looked at her.

It was filled with hope, resilience, stubbornness, and... pity.

Later she learned that Qing had a younger sister who was the same age as her, but she did not survive.

Qing treated her like his own sister and would protect her with his life.

Time and time again.

Later, fewer and fewer people were in the tent.

But she survived thanks to Qing's protection.

Until later!

A great fire, a fire that seemed to burn away all evil, set Tanhan Mountain ablaze.

That day, the towering flames illuminated her life like the most brilliant light in her life.

The man riding a black horse, who looked like a god, appeared in her life.

I'll take you home!

Those few simple words, though two years have passed, still linger in her heart.

Come back home!

From the grasslands to Bingzhou, to Taiyuan, to Jinyang.

Along the way, several times when she woke up from nightmares, she would see that tall figure covering her with a thick blanket.

But the psychological trauma she has carried for years still keeps her constantly vigilant.

It wasn't until they arrived in Jinyang that they reached Jinyang.

Only then did she believe that none of this was a dream.

And for the first time, she felt the warmth of home.

For the first time, I saw smiles on the faces of the surviving children.

The sunlight felt warm on her skin, and the gazes around her were gentle. That tall figure was the light she had longed for most in her life.

She is willing to burn herself for this ray of light, illuminating every dark corner of this world.

She saw how that tall figure treated the people.

I know that tall figure has done everything for the people.

At the same time, we also saw how he punished those officials who treated the lives of Han people as worthless as grass.

At that moment, she knew that if she didn't want any more children in the world to suffer the same fate as her, she had to ignite the filth and depravity of this world like the fire that burned down the Hanshan Mountain, and burn everything down and rebuild it.

She was willing to give everything for this goal.

She pursed her lips, the pain in her shoulder was nothing.

The shouts of the pursuers came from behind again.

With a resolute gaze, Hongchan rose and fled into the distance once more.

Cicadas lie dormant underground for years, only to burst forth with their loudest song.

.............

Bu Guangli.

Duan Yu frowned as he looked at the two secret letters placed in front of him.

The first secret letter was delivered by Hongchan, who was lurking beside Yuan Shu.

The above records what Yuan Shu said last night after he got drunk.

Based on Yuan Shu's words and the previous intelligence, we can arrive at a complete answer.

Zhang Feng was used as a tool by Yuan Shikai.

Kill with a borrowed knife.

The second secret letter had just arrived.

The cicada's true colors have been revealed.

They are currently being hunted down.

"Zilong," Duan Yu called out in a low voice.

"The end will be here."

Zhao Yun, who was outside the hall, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and accepted the order.

"Take a team to meet Hong Chan, and make sure... she lives!"

"Don't reveal your identity, bring her back."

"Your subordinate obeys!" Zhao Yun turned and left.

Duan Yu took a deep breath.

In war and strife, no one is spared death.

He had understood this long ago.

But... those children were brought back from Tanhan Mountain by him, how could he let them feel disheartened?

It's clearly easier to kill Hong Chan than to let her live; it might even only take one arrow.

He understood this, too.

But... he couldn't do it.