My Empire

The Southern Alan Hill Empire, a running private house, a man looked at the son lying on the bed, and his eyes were full of desperation.

This house is built with stones. There is almost no money in the room. If you say it, you will be more accurate, and there is not much money.

There is a table in the house, one of the legs of this table is broken, and you can only use a stone.

The stool is even more pitiful. There are only two things that can be used as a stool, and it is two cut stumps ...

The whole home is really a poor washing, even a decent cabinet is not. The only thing that can be said is that the bed lying on the child.

Frankly, this bed, there are these broken furniture, and this room is actually not them. The original owner of this house didn't know that it was alive. Here experienced the invasion of the devil, experienced the war in the south of Elan Hill, just find a noord, you can live ...

It is more than half a year by the Allah Hill Empire, and many emerging things have indeed changed people's lives.

For example, there is a telegram in the city, and occasionally can be seen in the sky, and there are some dramas that I don't know where to go.

It is basically not seen at all, but now these huge reptiles, it is already able to see it occasionally.

The army of the Elan Hill Empire is occupying here, and there is some supplies when passing through here. Of course, these materials have been processed by the dealties, and they have not been issued in the hands of the poor people.

But the war that is subjected to this is real, so people here can be used to say that there is no long matter, basically there is only one life.

Moreover, from the front here, people have never seen the car, now, it is a simple taste road to construct a simple soil from about 30 kilometers away, where you can often see the shipping car, full of each Modular things.

Robbery is not imagined, because the Mercedes-Benz cars will have soldiers, and those who have a terrible weapon in their hands only need a few people to kill the refugees that block the road robbery.

For these people living in the southern region of the suffering

"Dad ... I am so uncomfortable ..." The child lying on the bed is very ugly, because of the high fever, his face presents a sick flush,

It seems like being cooked seafood.

Because of the chaos, the population on this town has dropped to two thirds. Now, the plague is burst, and the entire town is filled with a taste of death.

"You will get better soon! You will be fine." The man looked at his son and swallowed his mouth comfort.

"Dad ... you said, meat ... What is the taste?" The little boy was very touched. He breathed weak, and the state was gone.

The man has already brought a crying chamber, and the opening is comfortable: "Children ... Dad is sorry! Sorry, your mother!"

After that, he bury his head and cried on the bed. His wife has been swallowed yesterday. This plague took the life of half of the town. The rest of the people, most of them began to have a disease.

The old man on the town has been ten no one. It is reluctant to be a living old man now has a volunteer, responsible for incineration of the body on the town.

Although there is no snow here, it is still very cold in the winter in the South. The house is very wet, and there is no need to prepare the poor people in the cold clothing. They can only wear clothes from the dead bodies.

In this way, the spread of the plague is more rapid, more people die, more life is not as good as death.

The living person seems to be in terms of hell, and people who die are more like aware of it. I have a inexplicable smell everywhere, like the taste of rot, and it seems to be the stink of burning the body.

Originally riding a proxy in people's heads, I have long been going to avoid the big city with my family.

There is a medical team sent by the Allah Hill Empire, and special medicine specially prepared for plague. Hiding in the city, the probability of surviving is ten times more than those of the country's village!

"Dad is useless! Dad is useless!" Hearing his child said that he didn't know the taste of meat, the man was more sad.

He was also a farmer with a craft, did not catch up with the war, and his family can still barely live.

But last year, the Mozi invaded, he lost his land. Many people were slaughtered by the Mozu, and the rest of the people were not easy to stick, and the results have encountered the Empire Empire, the army.

The war makes him spend their own savings, and some food hidden has also been exhausted. Today, he has been poor, nothing else.

His wife passed through the VoC's invasion, and he passed the chaos of the war. The result was not able to get a plague ...

This child in front of you is already the only pin now. He is painful to play his own head, and it seems to be a pain that you can replace some children.

Why ... Why is it the rule of the southern Kingdom, or the invasion of the devil, or the occupation of Elan Hill, can't change the bitter life?

As a farmer, he never had any rebellious ideas. He didn't hurt anyone, and there is no courage to do what is hurt. It seems that it is such an unfair, there is no one of them, leaves a living road.

"Ah ..." He reached out and held the hands of the cold son, you can feel that life is lost from this young hand.

"Dad ... cough ... cough ..." The little boy breathed, as if the breathing will always be the same as the cough.

For a father, listen to such a sound, every minute is a torment. He flowed tears, tears quickly wet his chest.

That piece is tattered, not thick clothes are full of patches, it looks dirty than the rag.

In fact, people here rarely have the opportunity to take a shower, and they are all full of fleas. It is like hell than Ceatis.

It is also a bathing in the Sheng Sheng Sheng, the Allah Hill Empire. Some people have already eaten big fish, even began to pay attention to mixed nutrition.

Some places, still have people who have died because of poor and humble, even after they die, even a similar cemetery is not.