Xiang Qiubeard felt his breathing getting heavier and heavier. For the first time, he knew how heavy a layer of soil was and how airtight a layer of soil could be. Fortunately, he could still feel the light, letting him know night and day.
After a night, a day, another night, and another day, now the night is slowly receding, the sky is about to break, and his wait is finally coming.
He could already hear the sound of horse hooves rolling like a torrent.
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The sound of hoofbeats was like the pounding of the ground by heavy rain. Driving on the wilderness path, the heavy carriage rocked like a boat in the rain.
"Captain Xiang, are you feeling well? Do you want to lie down for a while?" The originally spacious car was no longer spacious with three people in it. The two officials looked at Xiang Yun and asked with concern, while getting up, "Let's go horseback riding."
Of course, the fastest way to travel from Linzhou to the capital is by horseback riding, but because of Xiang Yun's health, he needed to ride in a carriage. The emperor gave Xiang Yun his own carriage, and naturally others did not have this treatment.
After leaving the capital, Xiang Yun invited the two officials who were accompanying him to ride in the car together. These two adults were ordered to inspect the capital and to invite the Lady of Chu to Linzhou on behalf of the court.
Xiang Yun's declared identity is to escort the two adults, and to check the route and the defense of the capital, etc.
The matters in his hands are as secret as my personal presence.
"If two adults ride a horse, the journey will not be accelerated." He smiled. "If you ride in a car with me, the journey will not be slowed down."
What Xiang Yun said was so reasonable and witty that the two officials laughed and accepted it.
But with three people sitting in the car, Xiang Yun couldn't lie down. As time went on, the road became increasingly bumpy, and Xiang Yun looked very bad.
Xiang Yun was concerned about their safety on the road. Although riding in a car was more comfortable than riding a horse, compared to saving lives, the hardship of the journey was nothing.
They went horseback riding many times, but Xiang Yun invited them back soon. It was a good idea to take turns, so Xiang Yun could take a break to recuperate, and they felt more comfortable.
Now they proposed to go out for a day of horseback riding and then come back for a ride in the evening, but this time Xiang Yun refused.
"It's getting colder and colder. We didn't rest last night, and the two adults worked very hard." Xiang Yun said, "This section of the road is not easy to walk. It makes me even more uncomfortable lying down. Just lean on it. Everyone is here."
It will be warmer if we sit together."
The two officials laughed, and one sighed, "Commander Xiang's words really moisten everything." The other put the back cushion on Xiang Yun's back and helped him sit up, "Come on, Governor Xiang, close your eyes and rest."
"I also want to listen to two adults talking about poetry." Xiang Yundao said, "I have been in the military for decades. Listening to two adults talking about poetry and essays makes me feel like I am back when I was studying."
The journey was long and boring, and talking about poetry and Taoism was a good pastime. The two officials were even more happy. "Then we will make a fool of ourselves." "As long as it doesn't disturb Governor Xiang, you can just rest." You said it and I chose the poems and started.
Appreciate and consider.
Xiang Yun slowly closed his eyes, his face and body were much relieved as he was immersed in the conversation, but his mind did not relax at all.
That assassin will appear at any time.
When he wanted to leave Linzhou for the capital, his body and the rebels were not in mortal danger. The only two enemies he had to face were the assassin and the Lady of Chu.
He brought seven thousand soldiers and horses, all of whom were elite soldiers, and marched in the wild to prepare for Wuyou.
But he was also injured in the midst of thousands of troops.
He is surrounded by masters, who can equal one to ten, and ten together can form an army of thousands.
But he was stabbed amidst heavy security.
This is an assassin who spies on him and he is unaware of him.
But he is not just an assassin, he has companions.
So this time, he had to guard against his attack and his escape.
Sitting in a car, he was more concealed than on a horse. If the assassin wanted to kill him, he would first have to find an opportunity among the soldiers and horses, then penetrate the carriage, penetrate the carriage, and pass through the two extra people in the car.
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This assassin only managed one fatal blow, and there were three people in the car.
The corners of Xiang Yun's mouth curved slightly.
"Haha, Governor Xiang was very happy to hear this."
"Does Governor Xiang have any advice?"
The two officials in the car clasped their hands in invitation.
"Come, let's have fun together."
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The horses' hooves stamped, the soldiers' armor clanged, dust and smoke rose up from the wilderness path, and the wilderness on both sides that was not a road was instantly trampled into a road.
The scout is in front, like a spinning knife, a cold light flies out and another cold light is withdrawn.
The shield soldiers formed a formation, and the pikemen guarded the two wings. The outer square and the inner circle rolled forward, invincible. The gravel flew and the weeds fell. Even if the rain fell from the sky, the military formation could hold up an iron umbrella and make it airtight.
But the raindrops were falling from the ground.
Along with the sound of rain came the cold light.
"not good!"
There were shouts outside and inside the car at the same time.
The guards around the car slashed down with spears and knives. Xiang Yun, who was resting in the car with his eyes closed, grabbed the two officials.
An iron pillar was drilled out of the ground, and with the horses neighing and people shouting, the carriage was lifted up, and a long knife was cut into the bottom of the carriage from bottom to top.
There was a creaking sound, and the delicate and heavy carriage was torn apart.
The swords roared and rushed toward the carriage. A group of figures rolled out of the cracked carriage, and the long sword also fell. The light of the sword flashed, an arm flew up, and blood splashed everywhere.
Screams followed as the cracked carriage hit the ground, knocking down a group of guards, but more guards blocked the carriage with their swords and guns, and the long swords fell onto the carriage in a blaze of flames.
The long knife was released, accompanied by a series of ding-ding-ding-ding, and the figure flew towards the wilderness like a swallow before the rain, with arrows behind it like a rain.
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"Master Zheng! Master Wu!"
"My arm, my arm, I'm dying."
"Dudu Xiang, Dudu!"
Three bloody men were carried out from under the carriage. One man had his arm cut off and had fainted after shouting and crying. The other man was unscathed but fainted from fright. There was blood on Xiang Yun's body, which was old blood.
The injury was cracked, but there was no new injury.
Xiang Yun brought four military doctors with him on this trip. At this time, they quickly came forward for treatment. The scene was busy and not chaotic... This attack was as expected by everyone, and there was no panic. After all, they had seen it before
The people who came to Linzhou from the capital were in a tragic situation. They were attacked by rebels on the way. Only 3,000 of the 10,000 soldiers and horses were left, and three or four of the lord's followers were killed.
In comparison, they had only encountered one attack after so long since they had left Linzhou, and they were still alone, and only one adult had his arm chopped off.
However, this attack was truly shocking.
On the road, soldiers and horses were arrayed in solemn preparation for battle, and in the wilderness, soldiers and horses were overwhelmingly chasing the murderer.
Xiang Yun woke up quickly: "I'm okay, it was a wound caused by hitting a car."
The military doctor had wrapped layers around his body, and layers of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Fortunately, the collision with the car only cracked the surface. If it was cracked on the inside..."
He is not the miracle doctor Mr. Hunter who can sew up the heart.
If I had known earlier, I should have taken Mr. Hunter with me.
"How can I monopolize Mr. Lie's miraculous medical skills?" Xiang Yun said, "Am I going to ask for it from all the soldiers and horses in the world, just for my own life?"
If it was still in the hands of Mingyu's Jiannan Road Guards, he would naturally have reason to ask for it. Unexpectedly, Li Mingyu was willing to dedicate such a miracle doctor to the emperor.
He knew the emperor's character very well, and it was nothing to give him an imperial edict as if I were there in person, but it was absolutely impossible to give him a doctor who could bring the dead back to life.
"Master Wu, how are you doing, Master Zheng?" Xiang Yun struggled to get up.
The military doctor hurriedly held him down to prevent him from moving. Master Zheng had already woken up. Hearing this, he repeatedly urged him to lie down quickly and said with tears: "Master Wu has been bandaged. There is no fear of life for the time being. It's just this arm...
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Xiang Yun lay down slumped and said, "It's all my fault."
Mr. Zheng said: "This has nothing to do with the governor. If it wasn't the governor, maybe it wouldn't be an arm. This is all hateful to the rebels."
Xiang Yun said: "The two adults knew that the road was dangerous but were not afraid. They can be called heroes."
Mr. Zheng wiped away his tears: "What kind of hero is not a hero? It's our responsibility."
While talking here, the general came to ask for instructions whether to move forward quickly or to camp on the spot.
"Camp on the spot. I don't know if there is a trap or ambush ahead. Just wait patiently." Xiang Yun said. He was injured and he didn't dare to rush immediately. Although the outer layer was broken now, who knew whether the inner layer would be damaged.
There was also an accident, "Master Wu's injury needs to be healed."
The general took the order and said: "The assassin was seriously injured by the arrow, and he will not be able to run far."
Xiang Yun said: "I don't want alive people, I just want dead people."
Whether it's random arrows or random knives, just let him die.
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Xiang Qiubeard didn't know how far he could run. He didn't eat or drink. He dispersed his energy and energy, leaving only the last breath of his life to deliver a fatal blow.
Either the other party dies, or he dies.
He died without regrets, and being able to use his last breath to deliver a blow was enough to make his life as brilliant as a flower.
He could no longer hear the pursuers behind him, nor could he feel the pain on his body. The only regret was that it was winter and there were only dead grass in the wilderness. If it were spring and wild flowers were in full bloom, it would be a beautiful thing for him to die in the meantime.
Xiang Qiubeard looked at the hillside in front of him and rolled down with open hands...
The horses' hooves galloped through the grass, bringing out all the sand and mud.
"He's right over here."
The leader of the scouts shouted, pointing to the hillside ahead, firing their bows and crossbows, and rushed away with an order.
The horses rushed up to the top of the slope to overlook the ups and downs, but no one was seen running around.
"He can't go far! He must be hiding here." The general said coldly, "Search online!"
The soldiers and horses fanned out like a fan, pulled out iron rakes, and scraped up layers of grassy slopes on the hillside. Occasionally, hares and pheasants flew around in chaos, rolling down the hillside in chaos.
But except for hares, pheasants, and wild grass, nothing was found.
The soldiers and horses had no choice but to chase forward.
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I don't know how long it took, but Xiang Qiubeard felt that the earth on his body was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, every pore on his body was blocked, and he was about to die.
No, why is he still lying on the ground?
He should be dead, right?
He took his last breath and breathed it in, smelling the fragrance of flowers.
How could there be the fragrance of flowers in the wilderness in winter? It was time to reach Huangquan. He moved his head slightly and felt the tender and tender petals beside his ears.
Death is so beautiful.
A beautiful voice said in my ear: "How do you still laugh when you are so bad at being an assassin?"
Xiang Qiu beard sighed and murmured: "Uncle, isn't it just a flower, why are you following me to the underworld?"