Although he had been running away from the moment he guessed that Feng Changqing might encounter misfortune.
The reason why he joined the army back then was to gain fame and climb to a high position, so as not to be easily regarded as a victim by the "gods". But when he discovered that even if he was ranked as one of the three princes like Feng Changqing, he would inevitably become the victim of the sword.
At that moment, the belief in my heart that had been supporting me to move forward suddenly collapsed.
If no matter how high your official title is, you can't get a fair treatment, what's the point of this Qingyun Road? If the only people left in the Tang Dynasty are fatuous emperors and corrupt officials, why should you care about whether the court overthrows? Besides, the emperor is already here at this moment.
He ran away, and the city of Chang'an was lost to the rebels. He returned thousands of miles to come back for reinforcements, which had completely become a ridiculous joke! Why did he have to get himself trapped in this joke, unable to extricate himself?
Let's go, go far away, don't look, don't listen, don't ask, and you won't feel sad. With this mentality, he refused the invitation from the Malaysian side and protected himself and his close family members all the way west.
As for where to go next after reuniting with the army under his command? Should he go back to Dawan to support his troops and become a local prince? Or should he leave the army to others and find a place where no one knows him and become a rich man? Wang Xun
He didn't think about it seriously at all, and he didn't want to think about it seriously now. He just planned to take one step at a time until there was no escape.
But now, facing a group of expectant villagers, he didn't have the courage to run away anymore.
The villagers claimed that they were not qualified to escape, so why did he have the qualifications to escape? The villagers did not receive a single benefit from the court or a penny of salary from the Tang Dynasty, but he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and carried it in his mother's womb.
One cent of official salary!
The emperor fled, but the Tang Dynasty is still there. The imperial court fled, but our homeland is still there. Moving his eyes away from the faces of the people, Wang Xun looked at his cronies. He happened to see Wan Qi Yu Xie and others raising their heads.
The faces that stood up were filled with a bit of expectation in everyone's eyes.
"If there are only about a hundred people, but suddenly there are more than thirty less, the enemy generals who lead the team must be aware of it!" Wang Shisan, the commander of the personal soldiers, has followed Wang Xun for the longest time and understands his thoughts best. He stepped forward
After a few steps, he reminded in a low voice, "The reason why he hasn't come over for a long time is probably because he is arranging the rest of the troops so that he can attack us with all his strength!"
"Let's fight. When did our Anxi army show its back to others?!" Wanqi Yuxie was gearing up and eager to give it a try. From Zhezhe City to Tiemenguan, the Wang family's army had never escaped in front of a strong enemy.
Yes! Besides, there are only about seventy rebels left in the city, so they are not considered a strong enemy at all!
"Forget it!" Wang Xun's brows twitched, and suddenly a surge of heroism surged in his chest, "Then kill them all and avoid future troubles forever.! Thirteen, you order fifty brave people to go to both sides of the street.
Ambush in the house. Everyone prepares two torches and listen to my general orders later! Wanqi, take the brothers under Ma Fang's command and go out of the city from the west gate to ambush. When you hear a fight in the city, immediately leave from
Go around the outside of the city and seize the east gate. Catch the turtle in the urn! The remaining people all dismount and fight on foot. First, light a few fires at the entrances of the alleys on the left and right of the street to avoid being outflanked by the enemy later, and then.
....."
"No!" Everyone agreed in unison and went down separately to prepare. In a moment, several fires were lit, burning the sky on the west side of the city into darkness.
There were so many smoke pillars rising up in the air for no reason. No matter how stupid the rebel captain Solu was, he understood that someone in the west of the city was demonstrating against him. He screamed several times in anger, and led a group of subordinates who had just regrouped straight away.
Go along the official road towards the west gate.
He and the group of Yiluohe under his command were all from the horse thieves gang outside the Great Wall, and they were usually engaged in the business of killing people and stealing goods. After being conquered by An Lushan, they did all kinds of evil with the support of An Lushan. Many Xi tribes on the frontier were not offended at all.
He had surpassed the Tang Dynasty, but just because Anlu Mountain needed people to claim military merit, he was surrounded by Yiluohe and slaughtered them all.
After the Anlushan rebellion, in order to boost morale, they actually allowed the Yiluohe people to bring the habit of murder and arson to the Central Plains. From Hebei to Tongguan, as long as the cities along the way did not surrender voluntarily, they would definitely face difficulties after being captured by the rebels.
The fate of being massacred. Even those cities that surrendered in hope of the wind, if An Lushan felt dissatisfied, would let his subordinates plunder them to supplement the shortage of military supplies.
Later, the Yiluohe people became more and more arrogant, and even spread out to "graze the valley". Every time they captured a city, they would rob it before the officials sent by Anlu Mountain arrived. Even if the local officials were
Even if they take the initiative to open the city and surrender, they will show no mercy.
This accumulated arrogance and arrogance made their eyes red, and they could no longer see any potential threats. Anyway, all the way south, the Tang army either collapsed at the first touch or fled without fighting, and it did not cause them any harm.
A real threat. The situation is the same today. Dozens of people are struggling to their death, but they just catch the elders off guard. They rush over on horseback, and one go back and forth makes them understand who is the most powerful in the world of Changsheng!
The bluestone pavement that runs east and west of Liquan City is very hard. The horses' hooves step on it, knocking out a string of sad sparks. Sparks jump up, and together with the houses on both sides of the road that were previously set alight by the fallen rivers, they illuminate the ferocious figures on the horses' backs.
The face. The long hair hanging on the shoulders, the ears with copper rings, the teeth stained with flesh scraps and bloodshot, and the weapons that Wu Chenchen has entangled with unknown ghosts, such as a hundred ghosts walking in the day, a cold air
Roll and roll.
No one could stop Yiluohe's powerful attack. Feng Changqing failed, and neither did Gao Xianzhi. Even Ge Shuhan, who was once known as the best general in the world, would eventually be defeated in front of Yiluohe. While galloping, the school captain
Solu seemed to have seen the panic in his opponent's eyes, with a bit of despair, a bit of pleading and disbelief.
"Kill them all. Kill them all. Then kill the whole city and bury their dead brothers!" He laughed a few times and raised the mace in his hand high. It was three and a half feet long and four feet long.
It weighs ten kilograms. No matter how thick the armor the opponent wears, if it is hit with a mace, the muscles and bones will be broken.
"Kill them all, kill them all, kill the whole city, and bury them for the brothers!" More than sixty Yiluohe responded loudly, raised their weapons high, and dispersed into three columns on the narrow street.
The front half of the war horse is also covered with armor, which can defend against the attacks of feathers and arrows. Although the armor on the human body is only made of leather, it is coated with a thick layer of grease. The fishy smell alone is enough to make the opponent feel sick.
They couldn't afford a sword. The soldiers in the Central Plains were too poor. They had not been in battle for decades and they did not dare to go head-to-head with Yiluohe. Every time the charge just started, it quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. They would catch up with them from behind and swipe at them.
Cutting off their heads with a knife, trampling their bodies with horses, and hearing them kneel down in a pool of blood and beg for mercy, the feeling is really wonderful.
Wonderful, the dream came to an end here. The war horse Solu stepped on suddenly stood up and threw him out. On the thick horse's neck, a spear passed straight through. The tip had reached the saddle, and the tail was still
Half a foot away in front of the horse, it was trembling slightly up and down.
