The people of the empire, whose families were ruined and fled to Xinling, vented their anger and fear that had been building up for many days.

Thousands of people were gathered together, countless mouths, countless accusations and insults, and countless resentful eyes were like arrows falling like rain in front of the two armies, hating the same enemy.

All the spearheads were pointed at one person.

Thousands of people pointed out, and thousands of people scolded.

The unprecedented condensation of the huge wave of refugees is pressing on a girl in a purple dress with a disgraced face.

Xue'er's smooth and pink little face was a little pale, and her smart eyes, which were not polluted by the fireworks of the world, were full of indescribable sadness. She pursed her mouth tightly, and swallowed alone after being wronged, as if she wanted to bite her soft lips to bleed.

Step by step, under the pressure of this refugee wave, he kept retreating.

Behind her was the young brother.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at her people, shaking her head, trying to explain something, only to find that these people, who had been carried away by anger and fear, did not listen to anything.

"What kind of doctor are you? The doctor still doesn't recognize the dead man! And he says that he has cut off his own qi, who are you bluffing?"

"I obviously saw you cut the third child's wrist with a knife, and said that it was bloodletting, but the result was that the blood was drained, and I didn't see any cure for you!"

"It's just ......"

"It has been a few days since the outbreak of this plague, and more and more people are infecting. Look at Lao Tzu...... Look at the back of Lao Tzu's hand and arm, he hasn't healed a person for so long, but he has healed people to death. So many people have been infected with the plague, your little girl is safe and sound, I don't think this girl is a doctor at all, she is a demon girl!"

"Yes, it's a demon girl!"

"Enchantress, Enchantress ......"

"Chase away the enchantress!" she's only going to kill more people if she stays here......"

The crowd was excited.

At least one-third of the people infected with the plague and plagued by the disease are almost crazy, with baggage, dry cakes, and water bladders in their hands...... Everything that could be thrown was thrown at Cher.

After throwing the things in their hands, they picked up the rubble on the ground and threw them wildly.

Afraid of hurting the two children behind her, Xue'er firmly protected the pair of young brothers behind her. They retreated to the gate of the county seat, and the flying rocks hit Xue'er on the forehead.

There was bright red blood running down the pitiful cheeks on the white forehead.

Purple skirt.

Fair skin.

Pale pretty face.

Crimson blood.

Cher turned around and protected the two children in her arms, and let the wind and rain blow behind her under the city gate.

Seeing that Xue'er no longer retreated, but just knelt there protecting the two innocent children, the irrational refugees simply rushed over.

The dozen or so men who rushed to the front picked up wooden sticks out of nowhere, and all of them surrounded the girl who could not bear to hurt their people, and more than a dozen wooden sticks were raised above their heads, and they were about to beat the innocent three people to death under the broken city gate.

Outside the half-hidden city gates, there was a crisp ticking of iron hooves on the ground.

A dark shadow shrouded through the narrow doorway.

The broken gates slammed open.

The stunned people saw a young general with a tall horse and silver-white armor reined under the city gates.

Behind the young general was the iron cavalry in the billowing smoke and dust.

The refugees, who had long been frightened by the war and the soldiers, saw the unknown army coming into the city, and they didn't care about the demon girl Xue'er, so they panicked and fled.

More than hundreds of light riders flew out of the billowing smoke and dust, lined up quickly and orderly, like a straight vertical line, straight into the Xinling.

"Don't kill them. Cher shouted in a panic.

The silver-robed general with a red feather silver spear dismounted.

The man walked up to Cher and looked at the two frightened children in Cher arms, and then at the blood on Cher forehead and face.

The general handed out a clean handkerchief: "Don't worry, girl, this will not kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Xue'er, whose eyes were moist, was slightly stunned.

After looking at the general with silver armor and silver spear for a long time, she relaxed her guard slightly, stretched out her white and slender hand to take the handkerchief, and gently wiped the blood on her cheeks.

The young general smiled slightly: "I haven't asked the girl's name yet." ”

"Call me Cher. ”

"Xue'er ......" muttered softly a few times, and the general with silver armor and silver spear clenched his fists and said, "In Xia Weiyangsheng, a native of Nanzhan Prefecture!"

Cher, who had been kneeling on the cold ground for a long time, got up.

A sharp pain in her forehead made her eyes go in a trance, and she almost fainted.

Seeing this, the young general who claimed to be Weiyangsheng hurriedly stepped forward to help: "The girl is fine." ”

In a hurry, he held Xue'er's jade arm.

A soft and slippery coldness came from the palm of the thoughtful Weiyangsheng.

He glanced down, then frowned slightly: "Girl, you, have the plague?"

Cher quickly retracted her arm.

It was like a frightened cat hugging itself tightly, with tears shining in its eyes, but stubbornly unwilling to drop.

She is the princess of the Great Yan Empire.

She didn't want to cry anymore.

She knew she wasn't infected with the plague.

She didn't heal the people, she slashed the man's wrist with her dagger, and let the blood of the plague patient stick to herself, she just tried to get sick.

She is not the saint Shennong in the ancient legend, she just wants to heal her own people.

The young brother surnamed Chen also seemed to be a little afraid of this silver-armored and silver-speared general, and timidly hid behind Xue'er, hooking his little head from time to time to look at a few times.

Billowing smoke and dust filled the city tower.

The iron horsemen with the word 'Confucian' rushed to the flag.

A lieutenant general with a very special weapon dismounted: "General." ”

After the man called the general, his gaze slowly moved away subconsciously, and then landed on a girl in a purple dress.

The man's clear eyes became unusually bright.

Surprise is hidden in the brightness, even disbelief.

After a moment, the man who was armed with a sword and a mistin frowned.

Wei Yangsheng, who was known as General Confucianism in silver armor and silver spear, did not notice the abnormality of Su Xiaofan's expression, he waved his hand and said: "Xiaofan, you will lead two hundred light cavalry to catch up with the flying cavalry captain, and the general will order only to surround and not kill." Those refugees are likely to be infected with the plague, and it is better to keep them in one place and not to be easily approached. After that, let the accompanying military doctor diagnose and treat him. ”

"Xiao Fan takes the order!"

Su Xiaofan, who joined the army after leaving the academy, couldn't help but look at Xue'er a few more times.

After taking a deep breath, Su Xiaofan got on the horse according to the noodle pin and galloped away with two hundred light horses.

Wei Yangsheng looked at Xue'er, who was already dirty in a purple dress, but had a country-like appearance, and sighed lightly and shook his head: "The girl obviously has cultivation, but why doesn't she resist those Diao people?"

Xue'er, who was seen to be cultivating at a glance, was indeed a little afraid in the face of this Nanzhan Zhou Tianjiao, who had appeared in the thirteenth place on the Tianque New List not long ago, and stroked the little heads of the two children, and the tears swirling in her eyes finally slipped down.

She wanted to resist, but those ...... They are all their own people, the people of Dayan!