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If Ji Changchuan wants to capture a city, if the defender is not Yuan Fu, then it is tantamount to picking something out of a bag, and it is a piece of cake.
Songzhou City was quickly occupied by tiger and leopard riders, and at the same time there were dozens of counties and small towns in the southwest. In just a few days, the south of Sichuan was almost full of banners with the character "Ji".
Ji Changchuan used Songzhou City as a base to transfer or resettle the wounded soldiers in Longcheng, distributed medicinal herbs and food, and sent a large number of doctors to diagnose and treat them.
It is said that iron-clad people, flowing officials, and ordinary people living in the cracks don't care if the city changes hands. As long as the superiors don't abuse and oppress, then it doesn't make much difference whether they are surnamed Shen or Ji, and they can live as usual.
On the contrary, the officials and dignitaries who used to be domineering are all in danger, and there is chaos inside the tall buildings and red walls.
Since Qinglong City was breached in Songzhou, the mansions of many officials began to be in turmoil.
? In particular, I heard that there is a mysterious warrior under Ji Changchuan's command, who was born as a prisoner of war in the Northwest. He gathered thousands of slaves in his hands to provide shelter for the captives of that year.
Upon hearing this news, prisoners of war from all over the country fled one after another, flocking to the southwest border one after another, and riots broke out in the homes of many big families every now and then, causing panic everywhere.
Inside the prefect's mansion.
Peng Yongming's blind eye was still wrapped with a thick strip of cloth. Although the injury has healed, his temper has not improved. Hearing the increasingly chaotic footsteps outside the door, he got up from the bed and called out at the top of his voice, "Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu!"
Soon, the personal servant pushed the door in, but still looked out the door with lingering fear.
"Master."
Peng Yongming sat on the edge of the bed and asked gloomyly, "What happened? It's so noisy! Are there any rules?"
The little servant smiled wryly, and reminded in a low voice: "Master, General Ji broke Songzhou City"
"So what?" His eyes were cold and disdainful, "It was they who broke the city, not them! Are you in a hurry to flatter your stinky feet? I haven't lost my position yet!"
"Master, you don't know that General Ji has issued a military order to give preferential treatment to the captives from twenty years ago"
In the backyard of the mansion, there were a large number of prisoners of war bought by the Peng family, both male and female. The narrow and crowded courtyard door was angrily kicked open by these people.
All of them had expressions of venting anger in their eyes. The servants and guards who heard the news tried to stop them, but when they met each other's eyes, even the guards felt a chill.
Once the lamb who has bowed his knees for so many years can see the light of day again, the grievances accumulated over the years will be out of control like a flood bursting a bank.
The servant pushed a slave man to the ground, and the next moment, the furious prisoners of war were excited and swarmed up. They snatched the sword from the servant's hand, and punched and kicked the servant of the Peng family who had once flaunted his might on the ground.
Not long after, the bedroom where Peng Yongming lived was kicked open from the outside.
The slaves' angry eyes were red with fire, and they filed in.
"What are you doing?" Taishou Peng was still sitting on the brocade bed, looking at the scumbags holding the blades in front of him in surprise and shock. He stretched out his hand confidently and asked, "Against you? How dare you come in like this!"
"Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu!" He yelled a few times, and then shouted, "Come on, drag these rebels away! Come on!"
The prisoner of war looked at him angrily, and suddenly someone dropped the soldier on the ground, rushed forward, and bit Peng Yongming's neck with such force that he seemed to want to eat his flesh raw, and blood gushed out immediately.
This move seemed to open the gate, and more people followed suit one after another, grabbing his hands, feet and head one after another. The sea of ??people buried Peng Yongming completely, only showing one hand struggling and dancing in the air like a chicken claw.
The creepy screams echoed in the house.
The boy hiding behind the door was trembling all over. Through the gap, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he sweated coldly and almost peed his pants.
The remaining wounded soldiers who remained in Qinglong City were about to be sent to Songzhou. Wan Yao finished packing and put the burden on the horse when Xiang Huan ran over from the side. He was wearing a dark blue battle robe and a light armor, and he was still in good spirits despite being busy for several days.
"After searching for a long time, it turns out that you are here."
Wan Yao turned her head: "What's wrong?"
The boy smiled and held her hand, with mystery in his eyes, "Go, I'll take you to see something good."
She was trotting forward with him, curious: "What good thing?"
"You will know when you go."
The city was full of chariots and horses transporting grain and rice, and Xiang Huan led her around.red.
"Our family is sorry for him."
"I don't think so." Wan Yao said slowly, "He is such a cunning person, if he really wanted to leave, he would have left long ago. The one who kept him is actually you, Brother Qin is willing to suffer those hardships."
She pursed her lips lightly noncommittally, "Right now my father and younger brother are both on the hospital bed, I really hope they can also take advantage of the recovery time to let go of their prejudice against Qin Zheng."
Hearing her mention of her close relatives, Wan Yao suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, and felt a little envious.
Although the Chen family is no longer what it used to be, at least her parents and brothers are by her side. Even if her sweetheart turns against the current emperor, she doesn't have to worry about hurting her family.
Wan Yao sighed deep in his heart.
She thought, this battle is now over and there is no turning back. She is afraid that she will not be able to recognize her parents again in this life, and she doesn't know how the situation will develop in the future.
"By the way." Chen Wenjun didn't notice that she was distracted, and asked with a smile, "Where's your little general?"
Wan Yao seems to have realized only now that Xiang Huan has disappeared out of thin air since she entered the mansion.
Chen Wenjun's voice was gentle and gentle, but he spoke directly: "Are you two lovers now and finally married? I think he is very clingy to you."
Using the word "sticky" to Xiang Huan made her feel very uncomfortable, Wan Yao rubbed the goose bumps on her forearm: "There's no such thingit's still the same."
Between the words, a man who looked like a soldier quickly stepped forward to say hello to the two of them.
"Miss Wanyao, our General Xiang invites you to go to the gate, saying that it is something urgent."
"Looking for me?" She looked at Chen Wenjun suspiciously.
At this moment, Shen Shi has passed, and the long street is covered with a hazy night, with only one or two passers-by here and there. As soon as Wanyao walked under the lantern, she heard the wheels creaking and creaking in her ears, and when she looked up, she saw Xiang Huan coming slowly in an unremarkable carriage.
"Call¡ª¡ª"
The young man reined in his horse and stopped the car steadily. Even though the night was dark, Wanyao could still vaguely see a smile on the corner of his lips.
"where did you go?"
Xiang Huan ran towards her, with the cold wind on his body, but he was surprisingly radiant, with a hint of complacency, "Of course I'm going to help you with business." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows and asked her to look at the carriage. .
"Look who I brought you."
Wan Yao turned her head in bewilderment, the curtain of the car was lifted from the inside, and the entourage at the side walked out one after another with the help of two familiar figures.
The elderly man was probably afraid of the cold, so he was wearing a thick cloak, and a few strands of silver were clearly visible in his neatly combed hair.
The moment he raised his head, Wanyao's eyes suddenly lit up.
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