Vol 5 Chapter 126: Lost Golden Day?

Chapter One Two Six The Perplexed Jin Rifeng
The sudden fight was too hard for Kim Il-sung who rarely endured hardship.
He was the crown prince of Hutu, and even in the days when Huo went to the hospital, he lived much better than the rest of the Huns.
The elderly, women, and children of his tribe will save a small amount of rations to supply Jinrifeng to keep him healthy.
Seeing that the old tribe was starving to death because no one was buying it, Jin Riyong finally sounded the bell of love in front of the gate of Lieutenant Mansion.
Before doing this, Kim Il-hung had hatred for the Great Han Kingdom. He witnessed the army of Huo Qubing killing his loved ones one by one like a lamb.
No matter how brave the Xiongnu warriors appear in front of Huo's sick horse, they will be killed by this demon-like man.
At that time, Jin Riyong wanted to rush out of his mother's arms, and wanted to fight against the butcher, but was firmly hugged by one woman after another. Failure has become a foregone conclusion. The mother only wants to keep her child.
Jin Rifeng once vowed that he must personally kill this murderer who destroyed his home and killed his people.
However, when the devil looked down at him on a warlike monster that was stained with blood, he had to lower his noble head and put his hands on the golden man of sacrifice, asking him not to ask for it. Kill his people again.
He remembered very clearly that the devil opened his mouth covered with white teeth and said to him: Not convinced? Can fight again, anytime!
Later, in the days when he became a slave, Kim Il-sung saw one powerful Huns fall before his horse, and there was no room for surrender.
Seeing the arrogant once-in-a-lifetime Hunxie King with his own eyes, he bowed humbly in front of his horse and even lowered his head to kiss the boots ...
At that moment, Jin Ribong covered his ears in pain, and every proud laugh of the devil was stuck in his heart like a needle.
Walking back to Chang'an from Hexi, this long journey was a for the Huns.
Injured and sick Huns will be dealt with as soon as possible. When pulling out the camp every day, there are always vultures circling in the wilderness around the camp.
When he came to Chang'an, Jin Rifeng knew that had no end at all. When his mother screamed for the tribe to maintain the last dignity, the crude slave traders rushed over like wolves and pinched the tribe's mouth to see the teeth Pick slaves like picking animals.
If it were not for them to be the King of Hugh, they needed to be dedicated to the supreme Great Han Emperor as a servant, and Jin Riyong did not dare to think about what would happen to his remaining clan.
The hungry days are so hard ...
Seeing her mother's haggard inferior form and having to clean the palace every day, Kim Il-sung gave up the hatred in his heart.
During this hungry day, he saw the power of the Han Empire, the tall walls of Chang'an City, and the samurai in his armor, who formed an iron stream that could not see the edge and headed into the city.
I saw the magnificent palace of Chang'an City, the palace people dressed in silk satin, and the glorious bustling downtown ... And the Great Huns, even a house that can shelter from the wind and rain, will not be built.
When he came here, he knew that the devil-like general was just a young man among the generals of this huge empire.
There are three young people with the same reputation as this devil ...
He saw the appearance of Wanmin worshiping the emperor ... Such an enemy is invincible!
At the moment when the bell was ringing, Jin Riyong only wanted to live, just wanted to bring the hundred people who loved him and protect him to live!
So he gave up the noble troglodytes and accepted the surname Jin.
"Ao ..."
The pain was sober, the heavy iron bone struck Jin Riyong's back, and he felt that all his bones were broken by the blow.
The knife he shot from under his ribs killed his opponent!
Jin Riyong tried hard to insist that he did not fall, and there was blood oozing from his mouth and nose. Every time he moved, he seemed to hear the wailing of his bones and hair.
He dropped his long knife and snarled at the stands with his arms wide open: "Me, Kim Il-sung, you must remember this name, and one day, you will be creeping under this name."
The sound of applause swelled, and the Han Chinese who won the money applauded him loudly, and those who lost the money threw the bamboo chips into the field, just like a rain of bamboo chips, and some women Seemingly overstimulated, he screamed and fainted.
Sweat, dust, did not cover the beauty of Kim Il-sung, but because of these became more male-looking.
He stepped down to the arena, step by step. For the fellow who died behind him, he didn't even have a glance at the glance. The burly and strong body gradually entered the Yongdao, and the sound of applause behind him was even worse.
"Okay, okay, really a natural gladiator, young man, enjoy your victory, this is the money you deserve ... Gee, such a young hero gets so much money in one battle, I At your age, you don't have this skill ...
Go find the most beautiful woman in Chang'an City, eat the most delicious food in Chang'an City, drink the strongest wine in Chang'an City ...
Oh my God, I love this splendid city, Rome is a ditch full of rats compared to Changan. "
Jin Riyong stopped and put the money bag that Daqin put on his shoulder back into Daqin's hands and asked, "Can you tell who sent me to the arena?"
The fat Daqin businessman greedily glanced at the money bag and shook his head and smiled: "No one sent you over. Did you come to earn money?"
You killed the gladiator, just fighting for him to earn the money that he should have earned. The contract is clearly written, are you literate?
Damn, I don't know any of this beautiful text ... "
Jin Riyong pushed away the slave merchant, slowly walked out of the arena, and out of the arena he looked up at the starry sky, then looked at the wound on his body, and sighed. How could this body injury hide his mother?
When passing by the market, Kim Il-hung bought a roast chicken, wrapped in lotus leaves, clicked on the still-painful inner organ, sorted out his clothes, and came to the house to look at his dress again, and then pushed away The gate went in.
A chicken is naturally not enough for a hundred or ten people, but fortunately, Kim Il-sung still left a chicken leg.
My mother was spinning yarn, and when she saw Kim Il-sung coming in, she sighed and said, "Why did you get hurt again?"
Kim Il-sung put the chicken leg wrapped in lotus leaves in front of his mother and said, "I made some money today, but less."
Mother shook her head: "I don't drink your blood."
Kim Il-hung couldn't help it, knowing that he could not hide his wise mother, he whispered: "The baby is counted."
The mother was taken aback, put down the yarn in her hand and asked, "Hunxian? I'm not telling you, do you want to forget that Hunxian killed your father?"
What do you provoke him to do? "
Kim Il-sung shook his head: "I did not provoke him, at least until I was not strong, I will not provoke him."
He shook his head and said, "Unlike the Hunxie Wang's school, he can't do such delicate things with a rough man like him."
Mother whispered: "Can it be Yonganhou?
He wants you to die? "
Jin Riyong shook his head in doubt: "It's not like that. Yong'an Hou is too strong. If he wants to harm me, I'll die long ago.
He shouldn't yet know what the child framed him. "
"Who is it?"
Kim Il-sung smiled and put the chicken legs in his mother's hands and said, "No matter who is ~ EbookFREE.me ~, it doesn't mean to kill me.
Although the battle is fierce, the opponent always avoids my key point, even if killed by me, there is no idea of ​​killing me.
If we talk about the possibility, I think the possibility of His Majesty the Great Han Emperor is even higher! "
The mother put down the drumstick and said anxiously: "Why do you want to do this? You are his courtier and told him who is a traitor."
Jin Riyong smiled and said: "He wanted me to become his courtier in a ruthless manner, so he used the arena to destroy my reputation, so that I can only rely on him in the future.
"You must be like this?"
Kim Il-sung laughed silently, pointing to the broken house and saying, "Your child is worth more than this life. What else do we have.
Mother, let ’s eat, we must be full, although I do n’t expect to live a good life anymore, I want to struggle again.
Although I don't have a surname, I still don't want to shame this surname. "