The mountain peaks collapsed, the trees burned, and the thick dust flew out, plunging the entire area into darkness.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
"Young Master, where are you..."
"Young Master..."
Ahead, the panicked shouts of Han Yang and others echoed amidst the collision of rocks.
The smoke and dust were so heavy that Hanyang and the others could not be seen at all, and they could only hear the shouts one after another in the smoke and dust.
There was no answer from Beiming Changfeng, and there was no answer from Beiming Changfeng.
Seeing this, Ziyu, who was running towards me, subconsciously tightened his hand on the horse's rein.
After turning a few mountain passes, a chaotic scene suddenly appeared before our eyes.
A row of simple stone houses stood in front of them. In front of the houses were a mess of cars, loaded with large stones. No, they were not stones.
When Ziyu saw this, he jumped off his horse and rushed to the stones. After a closer look, he realized, damn, these are not ordinary stones, these are iron ore containing iron.
This is an iron mine, and it must be an important military location for the Zhenbei Palace.
In this era, neither coal mines nor oil are known. All weapons are made of refined iron, and iron ore is their top priority.
Beiming Changfeng actually took her to see a place belonging to their military secrets.
Ziyu clenched her fist fiercely, and clenched her silver teeth subconsciously. This Beiming Changfeng really didn't treat her as an outsider, but...
But, what the hell is going on now.
Ziyu raised his head solemnly. The mining place was now in chaos. Some of the tighter areas on the mountain peaks had been crushed, and messy tools and stones were scattered everywhere.
In the only open space in front of them, many horrified people who looked like they were miners gathered together, each one scrambling to run towards safety.
The sky behind them is filled with dust. The mountain peak that originally stood here has completely collapsed, and ashes are scattered in all directions.
"Help, help..."
"Run quickly, run quickly..."
Screams and pitiful cries surged in my ears, all from the miners running madly towards this direction...
"Young Master, Young Master, where are you..."
"Young Master, please answer me, Young Master...".
In the distance, the voices of Han Yang and others calling Beiming Changfeng spread far away in the dust and smoke.
"Brother, I want my big brother." Bei Mingyou's little face turned pale with fright, and she couldn't help but cry out.
Chaos, chaos...
Damn it, damn it, why did it happen like this? Ziyu bit his silver teeth hard, his face that was usually not serious was now full of seriousness.
"Don't cry." He shouted sharply at Bei Mingyou. Ziyu's face darkened, he reached out and grabbed Bei Mingyou and hugged him high: "Quickly, give me the order to tell everyone to calm down.
It is already a safe place. No chaos is allowed. Anyone who dares to run around will be shot without mercy."
Hanyang and other subordinates of Beiming Changfeng were all busy looking for Beiming Changfeng at this time. There was no one to deal with the chaos here. How could this be done? No matter whether Beiming Changfeng was in trouble at this time,
Don't allow any rumors to spread...
"Quick." He twisted Bei Minyou's arm hard, and Ziyu's face was filled with coldness.
Bei Mingyou twitched his arm due to being pinched by Ziyu, but he subconsciously listened to Ziyu's words and shouted loudly...
In Bei Minyou's heart, there was once a critical moment