25. You are also worthy of asking His Majesty's title?
Could it be that the target of these refugees is the city of Chang'an?
An idea emerged from Wu Qiong's mind.
It is impossible for the refugees themselves to know where Chang'an City is, there must be someone to guide them.
Is it the work of the people in Chang'an City themselves, or does someone else have other intentions?
Wu Qiong thought of the fruitful farming outside Chang'an City, and guessed that Chang'an City might have been well prepared.
Accepting the rebels was tantamount to openly challenging the Eastern Tang Dynasty...
But having said that, so many Tang soldiers died or surrendered, and the conflict between the two sides became extremely fierce.
But, does the Perak Sect want to completely fall to Chang'an City?
Wu Qiong looked at the Longling mountains in the distance and hesitated for a moment.
The rioters in front of them dragged their families with them, helped each other, and headed towards Longling.
They don't know what their next fate will be. They only know that there may be hope of survival there and they can have enough to eat.
Wu Qiong's eyes suddenly flashed and he found a small team outside the surging crowd, which was slightly eye-catching.
It was a team of warriors, very different from the wave of refugees in the distance.
Wu Qiong saw a few familiar faces among them.
He is a member of the Hanshan Sect.
Looking at them, Wu Qiong fell into silence.
The wave of refugees moved here. Needless to say, Xuanwu General Du Kun's army followed closely behind.
The Hanshan Sect was too active before and had too deep connections with Chang'an City.
Most people can only turn a blind eye and keep accounts secretly when dealing with this local gangster in Qinzhou Prefecture.
But when Xuanwu General Du Kun arrives with his army, he will inevitably plow the courtyard and clear out the caves.
In order to avoid unnecessary losses, the Hanshan Sect made a wise move by cutting off the strong man's wrist in time.
At least, most of the elite disciples were saved and moved to Chang'an City to seek shelter to avoid being attacked by the Tang army.
As for whether they can make a comeback later, it depends on the outcome of the Tang army's attack on Chang'an City again.
But it's all still risky.
Even if the Tang army was defeated at Chang'an City again, there is still a question mark as to whether the Hanshan Sect can reoccupy the Qinzhou Mansion outside the mountain.
Everything about the Hanshan Sect seems to be a warning to the Pili Sect.
Wu Qiong looked at the crowd from a distance, thinking silently.
In the crowd of Hanshan Sect, a one-eyed young man looked calm.
"Master, leader, we are about to enter the mountain ahead."
Hui Tianyu said: "The Tang army conquered Chang'an City last time and opened a simple road. You can follow the road all the way to Baiyun Yuan. Uncle Zhao and the others are waiting in the city."
He looked at the huge wave of refugees in the distance: "Disciple, go and keep an eye over there to prevent those people from getting separated."
Several elders of Hanshan Sect said: "A few more people will go together. Since you choose to believe in that city, the errand should be done as well as possible."
The group immediately split into two groups.
A part of them escorted the young disciples and their families to the mountain.
Another group of people went back to Tianyu to guide the refugees.
Although the large wave of refugees is loose and chaotic, over the past few days, it has gradually formed a core and has its own backbone.
It was under the leadership of their leaders that they could keep moving, avoiding encirclement and suppression by the Tang army, and finding rare rations to survive.
A big man in the crowd looked around as he walked.
Seeing an old woman about to fall, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped her up.
"Everyone, please work harder. We will have food after we go up the mountain!" The big man shouted loudly: "Everyone in the village should look after each other and don't fall behind."
In the midst of his shouts, the numb eyes of many people around him seemed to gain a little more energy, and their exhausted bodies seemed to regain strength and rush on their way.
Hui Tianyu rushed to the big man's side and helped him lift the old woman up.
The other party nodded and thanked: "Thank you, brother."
"Your cultivation is extraordinary and I am ashamed of myself." Hui Tianyu glanced at the other party casually: "It is rare that your Majesty has such a chivalrous mind and is willing to help the poor people and lead them to survive."
The big man shook his head: "What I did is nothing. If you hadn't shown us a clear path, brother, I would have either died of starvation or illness, or been annihilated by the Tang army."
Hui Tianyu smiled: "Thank you for persuading everyone, otherwise no one would believe me, because the dispute was delayed, and we would not be able to escape from the encirclement of the Tang army."
The big man looked at the other members of the Hanshan Sect: "Everyone from your noble sect has put their own lives at risk, risking their entire ancestral foundation to become the enemy of the Tang army and save everyone. How can I not believe it?"
Hui Tianyu smiled slightly when he heard this.
The other party's words, while praising the Hanshan Sect, were actually a disguised answer to his previous temptation.
This big man has superb cultivation and must have a long history, but he is careful to hide it.
Not only Hui Tianyu, but also other elders of Hanshan Sect could not see the origin of Da Han's inheritance.
While the other party just praised the Hanshan sect for taking risks, he also implicitly stated that he did not want to expose his master's heritage, so as not to cause trouble to the sect.
After all, he was directly opposing Tang Jun.
He personally helped the refugees out of righteous indignation and sympathy, but he did not want to involve his teacher.
"Our sect alone is not enough to resist the Tang army and protect the safety of all the people." Hui Tianyu said: "This all depends on the master of Chang'an City."
The big man looked at the rolling mountains ahead: "Brother, you're welcome, without your help, we can't find the way to Chang'an City..."
The two were talking when they suddenly heard screams coming from the distance.
They looked back and saw puffs of smoke and dust rising on the plain behind them.
Tang Jun is chasing!
When Hui Tianyu and the big man returned, their expressions changed.
Everyone in Hanshan Sect also looked ugly.
Many refugees even let out desperate cries, and the crowd immediately became chaotic.
Thousands of troops and horses galloped behind, and Xuanwu General Du Kun had an expressionless face, like a cold bronze statue.
"General, shall we launch an attack now?" the deputy general beside him asked.
Du Kun said slowly: "Gao Qi and Yifan commanded two thousand troops and never came back. That weird city has some tricks."
The lieutenant general suddenly realized: "By attacking now, the general wants to drive these refugees to flee in front of them so that they can be used up in the battle, so that our men can cover them up and kill them later."
"That's just one aspect. On the other hand, let's use these rebels to cultivate their murderous spirit. When we go up the mountain to attack the city, the momentum is reaching its peak and we can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."
Du Kun waved his hand, and the Tang army immediately began to charge and kill the refugees at the foot of the mountain.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd, flying as fast as lightning, and at the same time, it was extremely powerful.
The Tang Army cavalry who rushed at the front were cut down in pieces by him alone.
Xuanwu General Du Kun's eyes narrowed.
There was no need for him to issue orders, as the martial arts masters from the Xuanwu Army under his command rushed forward.
The man was strong and strong, and he still rushed left and right in the rebel army, killing and wounding many Tang soldiers.
It wasn't until he was surrounded by many Xuanwu warriors that he finally couldn't resist.
With one careless move, he was wounded by the enemy's sword.
When loopholes appear, the collapse becomes a chain of events, and the man is quickly stabbed multiple times.
The elite Tang army was like an ice-cold killing machine, attacking continuously and directly cutting the opponent into pieces.
But this mass of flesh and blood, which had been chopped into a pile of mud, suddenly exploded and flew away.
Blood rained from the sky, instantly swallowing up the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were approaching.
Even some capable warriors were caught off guard and were covered in a rain of blood.
Their skin was immediately corroded and their flesh and blood were blurred.
A large amount of blood spurted out from everyone's wounds, and then gathered into a river of blood in mid-air.
In the river of blood, there is a silver skull ring, and the eyes are flashing with blood.
"A master of magic?"
A group of Xuanwu soldiers immediately fired at the bloody river with strong bows and crossbows.
The whistling rain of arrows tore through the blood-red river water, and each air mass exploded, blasting huge holes in the blood river.
But the river of blood congealed and did not disperse. Although it looked like a tattered rag full of holes, the sticky and dirty river water did not break up. It still maintained its original shape and continued to flow.
As the blood flowed, there was a faint and shrill cry of phoenixes.
Although it is not as domineering as Zhang Dongyun's original blood phoenix transformation that directly swallowed and refined the arrows for his own use, the old blood shadow demon also resolved the chain rain of arrows from a group of warriors at this moment.
The blood phoenix was reborn from the blood and flew out of the ruined river of blood, avoiding the power of sharp arrows to destroy demons.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the opponent to draw his bow and arrow again, the phoenix flaps its wings, rains blood, and counterattacks the group of enemies.
The Tang army held up their shields, rain of blood hit them, and green smoke suddenly billowed out.
At this moment, a tall figure with bronze skin suddenly fell from the sky.
His whole body was steaming like a furnace.
The whole person is like a small volcano.
The strong masculine blood of martial arts masters can ward off evil spirits and make it difficult for ghosts and gods to approach.
As soon as the Blood Shadow Old Demon's blood rain got close to the opponent, it was completely wiped out by steam in mid-air before it even had time to touch him.
The visitor turned out to be the commander-in-chief of this Tang army, Xuanwu General Du Kun.
"Yifan and Gao Qi's last report mentioned a person in the devil's path, and it seems that it is you." Du Kun said expressionlessly: "If there are any other accomplices, tell me the truth truthfully."
The old demon of blood shadow sneered proudly: "How dare you ask my Majesty's title?"