Liu Yu and Murong Lan looked at each other and walked to the front of Nanguan Pass together. They saw a middle-aged man in his forties, fair-skinned, and wearing leather armor standing on top of the two-foot-high tower.
He looks like a scholar, with more than a dozen warriors in generals and armor standing beside him. Against the background of these fierce men, it seems that the county guard standing in front does not have the temperament of a soldier. At first glance, he looks like a
Civil servant.
The city of Nanguan was already crowded with people. Tens of thousands of refugees and civilians had gathered here. Many women were crying and kowtowing, shouting at the top of their lungs: "Master Prime Minister, you have to make the decision for us. Those Hu merchants, they...
They only took away our children, not us!"
Some men were shouting angrily: "They also want our young women, but they won't take us away. Sir, why, why do you do this?!"
The corner of the prime minister's mouth curled up, and a trace of unbearability flashed across his face, while Murong Lan, who was standing far away from the city, sneered: "So it's him."
Liu Yu frowned: "Do you know this prime minister? I also think that there are so many generals around him, and they all seem to be generals or above, and they will not give a platform to a small county guard."
Murong Lan nodded and whispered: "He is not an ordinary prime minister, but an important minister of the former Qin Dynasty, the son of Wang Meng, the former governor of Youzhou, Wang Yong."
Liu Yu's heart trembled, and he looked up at the city head. He saw Wang Yong's face, with an inviolable righteousness. Three long strands of beard were floating in the wind, and he had a certain magnanimity. He nodded: "So it turns out that
He's Wang Meng's son, why are you here at this time?"
Murong Lan sneered and said: "He was originally a guard in Youzhou and held a high position. When the former Qin Dynasty collapsed, people everywhere rebelled. He was the only one who barely supported you in Youzhou and also borrowed Liu Kuren's troops and horses to fight with my eldest brother.
The enemy. Our army was defeated several times against him. The number of soldiers killed in battle and captured by him was tens of thousands. If we say that the one who has caused us the most trouble in Hebei in recent years is not Fu Pi, but this man.
Wang Yong."
Liu Yu smiled and said: "Wang Meng and his son have done their best for the former Qin Dynasty and lived and died with the country. But how did he, the governor of Youzhou, end up here?"
Murong Lan said sternly: "Didn't Liu Kuren die before he left the army? His subordinates were scattered. Without foreign aid, Wang Yong was no match for my eldest brother. He was defeated many times by Murong Lin and Murong Xiang who sent troops from Liaodong. In the end, he only
He was able to burn down the governor's mansion and palace in Jicheng, detoured to Monan, and fled to Bingzhou. Just a while ago, Fu Pi also abandoned Yecheng, fled to Bingzhou, and became emperor in Jinyang. This Wang Yong was named Shangshu Ling.
It can be said that he is the most civilized prime minister. He is here today to inspect the situation in the north and talk to Liu Xian about borrowing troops."
Liu Yu nodded: "I see, let's listen to what he has to say."
Wang Yong cleared his throat, picked up an iron trumpet, and said loudly: "Dear fellow citizens of Da Qin, I am polite here." As he said this, he bowed his hands to the people below the city and bowed to everyone around him.
Seeing this scene, the people below the city burst into tears and shouted in unison: "Well, the Sheriff!"
Wang Yonglang said: "The country is in misfortune, tigers and wolves are rampant, Guanzhong is overthrown, and the king of heaven is in trouble. This is a disaster that God has sent to our Qin Dynasty. But it is in this disaster that we can see people's hearts more clearly. My fellow citizens, think about it carefully.
How did the King of Heaven treat you in the past?"
Tears shone in the eyes of all the people, and many cried with tears in their eyes: "The King of Heaven treats me like my parents again, and I will never forget them!"
"I wish I could avenge the King of Heaven in Guanzhong!"
"Lord Sheriff, please lead us in a decisive battle with the Yan thief and avenge the King of Heaven!"
Wang Yongdao said: "Very good, he is worthy of being a loyal and brave man of our Great Qin. Now the country is in crisis, and the evil Xianbei thieves have usurped the territory of Hebei and caused trouble all the way in Guanzhong. Now, the murderer of the King of Heaven, the Xiyan Xianbei in Guanzhong, has crossed
Crossed the Yellow River and headed towards our place in Bingzhou. You just said that you wanted to avenge the King of Heaven. You wished you could fight a bloody battle with the Xianbei thieves in Guanzhong. Now I can tell you that the opportunity for revenge has come. The Xianbei thieves have already arrived at your door.
It’s over!”
Many people began to cheer excitedly: "Kill Xianbei and avenge the King of Heaven!"
"I am willing to serve the country by joining the army!"
But more people looked at each other and lowered their heads. Many of them had escaped from Guanzhong. Knowing the ferocity and cruelty of the Xiyan army, they were really reluctant to go back and fight them.
Murong Lan sneered and got into the crowd. After a while, several voices sounded from everywhere: "We are common people and we just want to survive. Please don't force us to do anything difficult for you, the governor."
"Yes, we are untrained civilians. The King of Heaven has passed away. We think of his kindness, but we should not be allowed to die too."
"The Xiyan army is so powerful and brutal that even the King of Heaven is no match for them. How can we defeat them?"
There were more and more of these voices, and many silent people began to echo them. The strong men who were shouting and killing because of their excitement at first began to curse and look for the source of the noise in the crowd.
These tens of thousands of people began to become confused.
Wang Yong frowned. Seeing that something was wrong, he quickly said: "Dear elders, please listen to me. What you said is not unreasonable. Xiyan Xianbei is barbaric and ferocious. Now it has hundreds of thousands of people. It seems difficult to defeat it.
, However, we are not alone. The new emperor has ascended the throne in Jinyang and inherited the banner of the King of Heaven. All loyal people in the world are loyal and obedient. Liu Xian, the overlord of the grassland and the leader of the Dugu tribe, even sent
The envoy went to Jinyang in person and promised to send troops to help us attack the Xiyan rebels. Everyone, you have been in the border areas for a long time. You should know that the prairie cavalry is brave and fierce. As long as the Dugu tribe sends troops, Xiyan Xianbei will be destroyed in one blow!"
There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and someone shouted loudly: "Yes, with the help of the prairie cavalry, we will definitely win."
"That's right, I heard that even Murong Chui's Yan army couldn't defeat the Dugu tribe's cavalry. If Liu Kuren hadn't been assassinated, I'm afraid Hebei would have belonged to the Qin Dynasty."
"Folks, we all know that the prairie cavalry is powerful. If you are willing to help us fight, there is hope for the revival of Great Qin!"
But noises began to ring out everywhere: "The prairie cavalry is so effective, why don't you go to Guanzhong to save the King of Heaven?"
"Folks, don't listen to his nonsense. Don't we people in Bingzhou know what kind of virtue those grassland bandits are? Will they do anything bad? I'm afraid they won't attack the Xiyan army, but will only rob us Han people.
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"Even Liu Kuren couldn't save Youzhou. Could it be that Liu Xian can save us?"
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