Because things were really weird, Xiao Han and the others moved to the front of the city gate almost step by step.
At this time, the city gate was closed, and the cave inside the city gate was dark. Sand, gravel and dust were scattered everywhere in front of the cave. It looked like a ruined city, and it looked like a ghost town!
After carefully looking at the silent city, Xiao Han touched Xiaodong with his arm: "Go!"
Xiaodong had no choice but to bravely step forward and shout: "Hey! Is there anyone inside? If anyone is breathing, come out and answer!"
After shouting, without waiting for the people inside to agree, he ran back behind Ren Qing a few times, leaving his eyes free to look around.
"That bastard is yelling outside?"
Soon, a deep voice came from the city wall, which almost startled Xiao Han, and he quickly raised his head to look at the city wall.
In front of us, on the three-story-high city wall stacks! A tall man with a beard stretched out half of his body and looked down. Beside him, there were several heads sticking out, looking at Xiao Han curiously.
A group of people.
He could still talk when he saw someone! Xiaodong no longer felt guilty now, and jumped out and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing? Close the city gate in broad daylight!"
The man must have been taking a nap just now when he heard Xiaodong's shout. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, then yawned loudly, and then shouted to Xiao Han and the others: "What are we doing? I
I also want to ask what you bastards are doing! What's the name of the ghost at noon? Don't you know about the martial law in the city? Get out of here! If you don't want to offend me, I'll go down and skin you!"
The man scolded the man unscrupulously, and Xiaodong and the others below looked at the big man with a bit of pity...
Where did this idiot come from? Dare to call himself uncle in front of a prince and a servant of the King of Qin? Are you impatient?
"It's your uncle! Open your dog eyes and see who this is?" The man was still chattering, but the fool below was so angry that he stood up and yelled at the city wall.
The man was stunned by the idiot's roar, but in the blink of an eye he started to sneer again. He looked down and said angrily: "Who? Could it be Widow Liu's next door..."
Before the word concubine could be said, the man saw a large piece of mud flying from Ren Qing's hand.
"Ah..." Along with a long scream, the man ate a mouthful of mud! He couldn't stop vomiting.
"Ugh...bah, bah..."
This sudden move made everyone around the man stunned! Who could have expected that the man who was so proud just now would be beaten to a pulp in the blink of an eye! The soldiers beside him were stunned for a while, and then they realized what they were doing.
Rise in anger! Those who copy the swords, those who draw the swords, and those who draw the bows. Just wait for the man to give the order, and send the following thieves to see the Lord of Hell!
"Ugh..." The man vomited so heart-wrenchingly that his throat was filled with a fishy smell of mud! It was so strong that he almost vomited out yesterday's meal!
"Boss, how are you doing, boss?" A soldier ran over to help the man and asked worriedly.
"Fuck! I want, I want... vomit..."
The poor man didn't even say a harsh word, he turned around and continued to vomit!
I don’t know what was used to make this mud, but it smelled fishy! After finally waiting for the breath to calm down, the man discovered that there seemed to be a small piece of brocade cloth wrapped in the mud on the ground.
Pushing away the soldier who was supporting him, the man endured the discomfort in his stomach and picked out the brocade cloth from the mess on the ground.
"What is this? Are there any words? Fortunately, I have studied for two days!" Looking at this piece of brocade cloth that was obviously thrown up by someone below, the man's heart moved. He was no longer in a hurry to seek revenge, and nodded with his carrot-thick finger.
The small characters on the brocade cloth were read slowly: "This character... I don't know it, I don't know it... Well, here's what I know: Ming Yuan can use all his strength to attack Xiaox, but not to attack. If there is any difference, he will be killed without mercy!
!!”
I stumbled over the first few words, and there were many I didn't recognize, but the last four words were very clear to me!
In the military order, these four words were written the most. Looking at the big blood-red seal on the cloth, the man felt dizzy...
"Put down your weapons, put down your weapons!" The man holding the brocade cloth jumped up on the city wall and shouted, the sound was almost hoarse.
Under the city wall, the idiot didn't realize it yet and subconsciously put down the gun, but then he heard the man continue to yell: "It's not you, it's us! Bastards, put them down! I'll go find the captain! Who?
If you dare to hurt people outside, I will take off your heads and kick them as balls!!!"
After roaring, the man turned his head and ran away. There was only a wall of confused soldiers left behind. You look at me, I look at you...
Seeing the chaos on the city wall, Xiao Han gave Ren Qing a thumbs up with conviction! Then he looked around, found a shady place to sit down, and tidied his hair. This made him look like a golden lion
As a king, it's no wonder he is regarded as a refugee bandit.
The waiting time was boring, and there were no outsiders around. The soldiers on the city wall now looked at Xiao Han and the others as if they were looking at monsters. Xiaodong shouted several times, but those people just shook their heads and said nothing.
The weather in Hanzhong is much hotter than that in Chang'an. In the Qinling Mountains, you can still wear a long robe, but here it is a bit too hot. Moreover, there are mosquitoes and flies lingering around in the broad daylight, which makes people more and more irritated.
I don’t know how long I waited, but there was another commotion on the quiet city wall. Several panting old men climbed to the city gate building and were looking at Xiao Han and others below.
A skinny old man who was surrounded by people shouted loudly: "The person below is Xiao Han, Mr. Xiao Hou???"
Hearing the shout, Xiao Han stood up from the ground, his expression not very good.
"I'm Xiao Han! Why, you really think of us as robbers and don't even open the door?"
When the skinny old man on the tower heard this, he immediately held up his hands and shouted with a grimace: "I'm in Yuan Dynasty, and I've seen Mr. Xiaohou! I'm sorry that I can't personally welcome Mr. Hou..."
"Haha, it's quite strange along the way. Are there any monsters and monsters in your Hanzhong city that you dare not even open the city gate in broad daylight?" Xiao Han laughed angrily. Ever since he came to Hanzhong, everything seems to be a little abnormal.
!
When Yuan Dake heard that Xiao Han was really angry, the sweat on his face couldn't stop flowing down, and he spoke with a trembling voice: "Master Hou! I'm telling you the truth! This Hanzhong city has been closed down a few days ago! I don't want to lower my official rank.
Let the Marquis enter the city just for the sake of the Marquis!"
"Closed city?" Upon hearing these two words, Ren Qing, who had been silent next to Xiao Han, suddenly took a step forward and asked in a deep voice: "Why closed the city?!"
Yuan Dake laughed miserably and shouted to the people below: "To be honest, a plague broke out in Hanzhong City a few days ago! In order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, no one is allowed to enter or exit the city now..."
"What? Plague!"
When Xiao Han and others heard the name, they took a few steps back almost at the same time, with expressions of horror on their faces! No matter in modern times or ancient times, plague is almost synonymous with death, and its severity made Xiao Han shudder!
"There is a plague, why not notify Chang'an!"
"Notice, the messenger set off five days ago! He should be arriving in Chang'an soon!"
