The battle was over, and Wei Liu beat his horse to the center.

The men in Nanchu were all quiet.

They all knew about Wei flowing into Tianyao as a hostage back then.

At that time, Wei Liu was still a child who was only six or seven years old, and there was nothing special except that he was pretty.

Now more than ten years have passed, and the second prince of Weiliu has grown up.

He was still as beautiful as he was a child, but his posture on a war horse was so firm and upright that he would not be crushed by any setbacks and humiliation.

The venue of more than 30,000 people was silent, and no sound could be heard except for the sound of torches burning.

Wei Liu slowly glanced around at the ragged people in the courtyard, and said, "Do you want to go home?" ”

A word, like a stone thrown into the middle of the lake, startles countless ripples.

Wei Liu didn't ask anything, only asked them: Do you want to go home?

Suddenly, sobs rang out in the venue, and someone cried and said, "It's been sixteen years, and my mother doesn't know if it's still there......

At this moment, countless people suddenly had sour eyes.

Sixteen years, what a long time, so long that they almost thought that this was their life, and those times sixteen years ago never existed at all.

A suppressed cry sounded intermittently, and Wei Liu didn't stop it, but said, "Not only do you want to go home, I want to too." ”

"There are our relatives, friends, and land, and we are the real people there, not slaves to be beaten and scolded!"

"We are all good men in Nanchu, do we want to be slaves here for the rest of our lives?"

"Impossible!" The voices of more than 30,000 people rang out at the same time.

"If you don't want to be a slave, then rush out with me and go back to Nanchu!" Wei Liu's voice suddenly shook: "What I took you today is a dead end, there will be bloodshed, there will be sacrifices, and many of you may not have the life to go back at all." However, it is up to you to decide whether you want to die a humiliating death as a slave in Tianyao, or die on the way home heroically! ”

"Go back to Nanchu! Go back to Nanchu! Nan Chu men roared as if they were crazy, as if this was the only purpose of their lives.

Wei Liu's hand waved flat in the air, and said loudly: "Okay, then follow me, I'll take you home!" ”

In an instant, everyone roared, and 30,000 men roared in unison.

Go home, go home, this is the prayer in the hearts of many of them!

I'd rather be a dog at home than a slave to the enemy!

Qin Chuan and his entourage looked at Wei Liu, who quickly aroused everyone's fighting spirit, their eyes were full of admiration.

They have always known that their master is not a thing in the pool, Wei Liu has been in Taoguang for all these years, and at this moment, even they have seen Wei Liu like this for the first time.

He immediately stood in the center of the crowd, and no matter how many people around him there were, no matter how fierce the shouting was, he couldn't suppress his sense of existence.

They could only bow down under him and be willing to be subordinate.

Ruan Yanluo didn't lean too far forward, and looked at Wei Liu from afar.

Some people are born to be kings, no matter how much they are trapped by adversity, as long as there is an opportunity, they will shine brightly.

More than 30,000 people poured out of the slave camp like a tidal wave devouring a qiē and went to the south gate to kill.

At this time, after the initial turmoil in Beijing, the yamen had gradually settled down.

Although the dead soldiers of Weiliu killed a group of people, there were so many officials in Beijing, how could they all be killed?

Under the emergency mobilization from above, these remaining officials have sorted out their subordinates, quickly controlled the out-of-control shape of the capital, and arrested the rebellious party.

After the Southern Chu people came out of the lower slave camp, they had already encountered several groups of people one after another, and they fought fiercely.

Most of the Tianyao soldiers are experienced and have weapons on their bodies, but these have become embellishments under the absolute numerical superiority, although there are many casualties in Nanchu and the slaves, but these small groups of soldiers and horses are still quickly submerged in the tide of these crowds shouting to go home, and even the weapons have been taken away.

When they arrived at the south city gate, there were about 20,000 slaves in Nanchu, but everyone had weapons in their hands, and they were red-eyed.

"Shoot the arrows and kill these rebels!" The defenders of the city screamed.

The arrows rained down like a rain, and in an instant, they fell in one piece.

"Set them on fire, burn them down!" Qin Chuan ordered loudly.

The dead men took out a small bag from their bodies and smashed it against the battlements of the city wall with all their strength, the bag was very thin, and as soon as it hit the ground, it burst open, and the liquid inside flowed all over the ground.

"It's oil!" Someone exclaimed.

As soon as the words fell, rockets roared up the city wall, touching the oil and water on the ground, and at one point, they burned into a sea of fire.

The bluestone of the city wall is difficult to burn, and there is a fire extinguishing device, although there is oil, this ignition will not last long, but it can give them a surprise.

The soldiers couldn't imagine that these slaves would have such a method, and they were really messed up for a while.

It was just this moment of work, and someone below shouted loudly: "Kill out, we want to go home!" ”

The word "go home" was like a stimulant, which instantly stimulated the nerves of everyone in the city, and they didn't care about anything, but rushed desperately in the direction of the city gate with red eyes.

Tianyao's city walls are famous all over the world, and the city gate is also thick and strong, even if there is a winch, dozens of sergeants need to work together, how can these people push it open with brute force.

But these people had never fought, and secondly, they had already lost their minds, and only the thought of going home was clamouring in their minds, and they didn't care whether they could or not, but rushed forward with their swords.

As early as when Qin Chuan asked the dead man to set fire, Ruan Yanluo frowned, something is not right, what they said at the beginning was not like this.

How could these people rush out of such a strong city?

"Aliu ......"

She turned her head to look at Wei Liu, it shouldn't be what she thought, Wei Liu shouldn't be that kind of person.

Wei Liu turned his head when he heard this, but only said one word: "Go!" ”

Everyone's attention is focused on the offensive and defensive battles, and neither the besiegers nor the defenders can distinguish a little bit of their hearts, and at this time, when a few people leave, no one will notice at all.

Ruan Yanluo was stunned, what does it mean to go?

Don't want all of these people?

Seeing that Ruan Yanluo did not move, a dead soldier slammed the horse on the stock with the knife in his hand, and the horse was in pain, so he jumped violently with Ruan Yanluo and ran forward.

Ruan Yanluo almost fell off his horse, but Wei Liu reached out to help him, and then sat firmly.

The wind was blowing in the ears, the firelight was far away, the smell of blood was far away, and the roar of the Southern Chu people desperately attacking the city was also far away.

Ruan Yanluo panicked in his heart, what were they doing? They took those people to the bottom of the gates, and then abandoned them like that?