213 A pot of hot soup

Suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him, and many Nanchu slaves turned their heads to look over.

I saw that on the avenue leading to the south city gate, a group of city defense troops were neatly faced, holding guns and armor, and rushed over with a soaring murderous aura.

After a long period of confusion, the city defense army finally appeared as a system.

The slaves of Southern Chu felt a burst of despair in their hearts, there was a high city in front of them, and there were ironclad soldiers in the back, where did they still have a way to survive for these slaves who had only done some coolies?

"It's the second prince, he wanted us to die from the beginning." A man said in despair.

"He used us as cannon fodder, but he ran for his life!"

"Nan Chu, Nan Chu, this is our own people!"

One by one, miserable and desperate, a second ago, they felt that they would be able to go home soon, so they would rather fight for their lives than kill a way home.

But in just an hour or two, they realized that the hope was nothing more than a hoax, that they were just pawns, or outcasts that others did not want.

The city defense army rushed over viciously, getting closer and closer, and could almost feel the chill emitted by the countless blades gathered together.

A few dozen steps forward, they can swing their knives and slaughter these people like pigs and dogs.

The slaves of Nanchu were desperate, they put down the knives in their hands, and stood in place in despair, waiting to meet their death.

At this moment, several deafening noises suddenly came from the already noisy night sky.

The sound was so loud that even the ground was shaken and jumped a few times.

With this loud noise, the houses on both sides of the front of the city defense army collapsed like tofu blocks, smashing out large clouds of dust.

This was the most powerful thunder bomb that Ruan Yanluo could make under the conditions of this era, and she threw out more than a dozen of them in one go.

Large brick walls fell, blocking the road ahead, and many people were scratched and stabbed by the blown stones, and some were even crushed under the rubble.

The originally menacing city defense army was instantly blocked a few steps away from Nanchu Xiannu.

Ruan Yanluo took out a few more and threw them towards the fortifications under the city wall and the stairs under the city wall.

There were several loud bangs, the fortifications collapsed, the stairs were blown in half, the people under the city were trapped, and it was difficult for the people in the city to come down.

The slaves of Nanchu were stunned, their brains were all wooden, and they couldn't react to what was going on at all.

Ruan Yanluo's horse leaped from one side, raised his arms and shouted: "On the orders of the second prince, take my Nanchu boy out of the city, everyone come with me!" ”

In the night firelight, Ruan Yanluo's blue Luo skirt is very eye-catching, in this night of fire and blood, only this woman is like a clear stream, no matter how many broken walls and ruins drift by, not stained.

"That's the person next to the second prince, I know her!"

"The second prince didn't give up on us, he came to pick us up!"

The slaves of Nan Chu, who had already collapsed, were instantly aroused in confidence and roared passionately again.

"If you want to go home, follow me!"

Ruan Yanluo shouted loudly, pulled the reins of the horse, and ran towards the west city gate without looking back.

The soldiers defending the city were trapped in the fortifications, and the city defense troops were temporarily blocked by the collapsed houses, and the slaves of Nanchu knew that this was a good time for them to flee for their lives, and it was their only hope of returning home.

"Follow her!" There was a loud roar from the crowd, and they didn't care about anything, just followed Ruan Yanluo's horse, running for their lives.

The south city gate is not close to the west city gate, and it will take a quarter of an hour to ride a horse, and Ruan Yanluo has been delayed a lot of time when he comes back from the horse.

It's only half an hour, will they be in time?

Ruan Yanluo crouched on her horse, thinking about nothing in her head, now she knew that forward, forward, she must bring these people to the West City Gate in the fastest time!

Unlike the chaos of war under the South City Gate, although there are some sporadic fires and turmoil near the West City, it feels much quieter than other places.

In such a chaotic night, the defenders on the city wall did not dare to slack off and strengthened their patrols, but seeing that nothing happened near Xicheng, they were somewhat lucky in their hearts.

Wei Liu and the others quietly waited in a nearby courtyard with people and horses.

Qin Chuan kept looking at the sky, and suddenly stepped forward and said, "Second prince, it's been half an hour." ”

Is it so fast? It's been half an hour?

Wei Liu listened attentively, and there was silence outside, and no one seemed to be coming.

"Second prince, let's send a signal quickly!" Qin Chuan urged: "It's too late!" ”

"Wait for another pillar of incense." Wei Liu said.

"Second Prince......

"Do as I say!"

Qin Chuan was still about to speak, looking at Wei Liu's cold and frosty face, he finally shut up.

Wei Liu stared at the heavy night, remembering that when Tianyao broke through the Chongyan Palace in Fengcheng, it was also such a dark night, it was black and he couldn't see anything, but he was dyed red by the firelight, and it was as red as hell.

Later, Empress Nanchu forced her father to send him into Tianyao as a hostage, it was still such a dark night, the candlelight in the palace was swaying, and the shadows of the trees outside were reflected on the screen window of his mother's room, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Later, he was taken on the road overnight by Emperor Sheng'an, who was anxious to return to the court, and was assassinated on the way on a dark and windy night and almost died.

In his life, he has experienced too many dark nights.

How about bright lights? It's night, it's always dark.

A few days ago, at the Jinluan Palace, he held the heads of all his relatives who were dead, but he couldn't do anything.

The lights around him were brilliant, and they couldn't shine on the bottom of his heart.

He thought that he was going to experience a long dark night of his life again, but he didn't expect that someone would approach him and forcefully pull him out of the darkness and coldness.

There is only one Ruan Yanluo in the world, and she is the only one who can talk and laugh and wave her hand, splitting him into two with the thick black.

So he has to wait, as long as there is a little hope, he also hopes that the woman can be by his side for the rest of his life.

The incense was lit little by little, and finally it burned to the end, and outside, there was nothing.

Wei Liu closed his eyes, in his life, after all, did he not have that blessing?

"Second Prince!" Qin Chuan shouted.

Wei Liu waved his hand tiredly and said, "Light the lamp." ”

In the sporadic lights of Xicheng, a red lamp rose from a house and hung high on a bamboo pole in the courtyard.

On the city wall, the soldiers who had been watching the secret movement saw it, and hurriedly ran to the sentry to inform their city gate officials.

The city gate official is almost fifty years old, he has been in Tianyao for at least thirty years, and he has also sat in this position for more than ten years.

He has been in Tianyao for too long, so long that he has almost forgotten about it, in fact, he is a native of Southern Chu.

"Go and bring some soup to the brothers."

In this boring and tired night, it is best to have a bowl of hot soup to quench your thirst and warm your stomach.

More than a dozen pots of hot soup were quickly sent up and down the city wall, and almost everyone on duty had a bowl, and a sergeant said with a smile: "When did our leader be so generous, he could actually invite us to eat." ”

Another person said: "It's not what happened today, I guess I'm afraid that we won't be satisfied, so bribe it." ”

"Shit, people can bribe you a recruit!"

A group of people laughed and drank the soup in their hands.