Chapter 167: The Yellow Sparrow is behind
"Before we could celebrate the victory, when everyone relaxed their vigilance and happily cleaned up the battlefield, something unexpected happened. A group of Mongolian cavalry galloped like a whirlwind, like a god from the sky, and launched a stormy attack on the men and horses of the 'Wind Division'. The 'Wind Division' had no power to resist, and as if it had been washed in blood, it suffered a catastrophe, and only a handful of them were able to escape from the Mongol army. Professor Wind breathed in pain, his voice a little hoarse.
"How can this be?" Bai Lotian asked suspiciously.
"I'm weird too, it feels incredible. I looked through a lot of historical materials to analyze the reasons for this. Professor Feng said with a gesture.
"What is the reason?" Bai Lotian then asked.
"This is just a guess, and because of its long history, it is impossible to verify. The problem was that the young minister, most likely a multi-faceted spy, had provided the emperor with a plan and sent a different message when he issued edicts to the 'Wind Ministry' and the 'Rain Ministry', causing the 'Wind Ministry' and the 'Rain Ministry' to kill each other, and finally, it was up to the Mongol army to clean up the mess and eliminate the last survivors. ”
"Then, that young man is actually a spy planted by Mongolia!" Zhang Xiaoming exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.
"Yes, I guess so. Professor Feng nodded in agreement.
"What does that have to do with you? Isn't this a historical story?" Zhang Xiaoming then asked.
"Don't be impatient, listen to me continue to tell you," Professor Feng said, "After being washed and killed, the remnants of the 'Wind Ministry' secretly detoured the mountain road and returned to the 'Wind Ministry' cottage. They understood that once the Mongol army destroyed the Dali Kingdom, the 'Wind Ministry' would also suffer the slaughter of the city. So, under the leadership of their successor leader, --- Grace, they went away to avoid trouble. ”
"I see, if I'm not mistaken, you're a descendant of the 'Wind Department'. Bai Lotian looked into Professor Feng's eyes and said.
"That's right, you're smart, that's right. Professor Feng replied.
"What does that have to do with the guy who poisoned us today?" Zhang Xiaoming looked up at the sky, as if thinking, he suddenly patted his head, "So that's the case, the bad guy who harmed us must be the descendants of the 'rain department'!"
"Yes, you're right. After the 'Battle of Erhai', neither the 'Wind Department' nor the 'Rain Department' disappeared, but as far as I know, the 'Rain Department' has never given up its revenge on the 'Wind Department' until now. Professor Feng paused for a few seconds again, "Since we have guessed their identities and their motives, let's be more careful in the future, after all, we are in the light, and they are in the dark." ”
"Then why are you with me now, Professor?" Bai Lotian plucked up his courage and asked again.
"As for this question, it's more complicated than you can imagine, and I think I'll have a chance to tell you, kid!" Professor Feng's eyes lit up with pity.
"That's interesting!, Professor, I want to know, please. Zhang Xiaoming reached out to hold Professor Feng's hand, shaking it constantly, like a coquettish child.
"Oh, is the young man very curious? Don't you know that it's not good to be too curious?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Zhang Xiaoming made an arch, and his face showed a look of pleading.
"Well, I promise you!"
"Oh yes, thank you, Professor Wind. ”
"But not now, I'll write a book in the future, I've got the name in mind--- 'The Last Place', I'll tell you the ins and outs of the matter, wait, boy. ”
In the east, the morning sun is like a newly opened peony, delicate and beautiful, and it is about to come out. The breeze blows across the hills, the leaves of the chestnut trees are as green as they are washed, the shrubs are lush all over the mountain, and the road in the distance is clearer, and you can hear the horns of passing cars.
The night has gone away, the day has fallen, and it is time to set out into the distance.
"The future will come, hope will always be there!" Professor Feng stood up, "Let's go, boys." ”
Retrieving their luggage in the ancient temple, the three returned to the highway and found their car, everything was fine, the "Wrangler" was only knocked out of the front fender, and there was no major problem.
It just so happened that a long-distance bus passed by, and after Zhang Xiaoming said goodbye to Professor Feng and Bai Letian, he was about to take the long-distance bus to the next destination, and when he waved away, he shouted loudly: "Professor Feng, I'm waiting to read your new book!"
There was a puff of dust behind the bus, like a ponytail.