Passing through the city hole, facing the crowded Suzaku Street in the past, this street traverses the city of Chengdu, the total length is nearly ten miles, the width is about three zhang, can accommodate three carriages in parallel, the regular bluestone slab pavement, there are dark ditches on both sides of the road to drain the water, fragrant flowers scatter the road, there is no unspeakable smoky smell of the ordinary town.

On both sides of the street, one by one is the shop, two floors and three floors, the eaves of the tiles, the decoration is exquisite, the flow of people in and out is bustling in the solicitation of the shopkeepers, one after another, the signboard hanging under the eaves is brighter than a piece, the flag is more eye-catching than one side of the eye-catching swagger, at a glance, the prosperity of Shu is all here.

Chengdu is the center of Sichuan, Zhuque Street is the center of Chengdu, the ten-mile long street is full of splendor, and the Jinguan City has been glorious for a hundred years, and it has been prosperous for a long time.

But at the moment, it is a depression.

The houses and shops on both sides are as dilapidated as ruins, and there is no longer any trace of the past, the plaques have been thrown between the rubble, broken and shattered, the streets that have been burned by the fire seem to have been crushed by giants, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground have been dug up a lot, and I don't know what they have been used for.

Some of these damages were demolished when Chen Longzhi was defending Chengdu, and the beams were used as rolling logs, stone slabs were used as stones, and bricks and tiles were used to throw, which shows the bloody hardships when defending the city at that time. The traces of the fire are the fires set by the Mongols when they slaughtered the city after it broke it.

In short, the prosperity is no more, and there is nothing left for resentment.

The place where the noise started was on Suzaku Street, not far from the city gate.

When the eldest grandson Hong arrived on horseback, it happened that Natuozhi led the barbarian soldiers to confront a group of Song soldiers on the opposite side in the middle of the street.

In the middle of the two groups of people, there was a small group of people dressed as ordinary people, the barbarian soldiers and the Song soldiers both drew their knives, and the group of people under the blades looked very frightened and cowering.

One of the Song soldiers, who was taller, was shouting loudly and indignantly.

"They are Liao! What are you protecting them for? How many of us did these dogs kill in the first place, so what's the point of taking a little bit of them? Get out of the way, or you're welcome!" ”

Na Tuozhi looked at him with an expressionless face, stood very steady under his feet, did not back down at all, and only spit out a few words in his mouth: "The envoy has an order, and you must not plunder the people when you enter the city, have you all heard the dog's ears?" ”

"They are not the people of the Great Song Dynasty, they are Liao people!" That Song Bing was also stubborn, and shouted angrily: "You just heard it in the dog's ears!" ”

Among the dozen or so people who were surrounded in the middle, a middle-aged man who was dressed more appropriately stood up boldly, and a few sturdy men who looked like a nursing home were protecting, and they kept waving their hands to both sides: "Military master, military master, although we are Liao, but we have been in business in the Great Song Dynasty for a long time, and we have long been the people of the Song Dynasty, this time I came from Jiangnan Road to buy tea, how do you know what this looks like, I really don't know......"

The tall Song soldier sneered and shouted, "Bah! And to quibble, how can you not know that there has been a war here for several years? Divide it into details! ”

The middle-aged man struggled to argue: "The military master is right, but someone in Jiangnan wants to buy the Qingcheng Mountain Xianzhi bamboo tip here, the bid is very high, we come to buy it every year, and we also bought it last year, how do you know this year's appearance, no one can expect it, we are really not meticulous, this is the reason for the Great Song Dynasty official government......

"Hmph, who knows where you came from? There are so many of you, and there are martial artists, maybe you robbed others on the grounds of killing people and killing people. Song Bing disdained it, and slapped aside the reason for handing the middle-aged man over.

Seeing this and listening to a lot, Changsun Hong basically understood that this was the case.

He turned his head sideways and said to Wang Kui, who came up: "Big brother, it seems that the first thing you have to do is not Tuntian." ”

Wang Kui's face was like black coal, obviously very annoyed, before sending troops over, he had already made clear the military discipline, no one should take the opportunity to rob the people, and they were not allowed to take advantage of the fire to rob. Three orders, there is really no one to violate along the way.

Now it seems that it is not the soldiers under him who listened, but the people they encountered on the road were all penniless homeless and hungry ghosts, with nothing to grab, and the Mongols looted here as if washing the ground, and had already emptied the people's wealth.

This group of Song soldiers was probably suffocated, and finally ran into a group of blind merchants from the south of the Yangtze River, as if they had caught the rich man, and they were about to do it immediately, but because the movement was too big, and the hands and feet were not good, the merchants had a few very hard guards, and they dragged their feet, and they were bumped into by Changsun Hong and Wang Kui.

Wang Kui looked to the side, and immediately a deputy general came up and said in a low voice: "It's the people of the Guang'an Army, and the leader is Zhang Han, the commander of the capital, all of whom were pulled out this time, and the veteran Youzi, there are more than 500 people in total." ”

"Zhang Han?" Wang Kui's brows furrowed, he had heard of this person.

This is Peng Daya's person, I heard that he has some relatives with his wife, relying on Peng Daya's line, going smoothly, the town of Guang'an army for several years, Mongolia went south, the Guang'an army almost collapsed at the touch of a button, fled to Gongzhou, this time Wang Kui went north, there were no soldiers at hand, Meng Hui deployed some military horses reorganized after the rout to listen to his dispatch, including the Guang'an army.

Wang Kui was a little embarrassed, nailed to the spot and raised slightly, obviously, taking into account Peng Daya's face, he had to think about how to deal with it so as not to hurt the harmony.

was thinking for a while, but he heard the bell ringing next to him, and when he looked up, he saw that Changsun Hong had already pulled out his horse.

Zhang Hanzheng did not give an inch to the tip of the knife with Na Tuozhi, there were many brute soldiers, but he was not afraid, the two of them were surrounded by their own soldiers, eyeing each other, and there was a big fight that would start if they didn't agree.

There is the support of Peng Daya, the veteran deputy envoy of the system, Zhang Han did not take this group of barbarians in his eyes, the matter is big, will the barbarians still be headed?

Wang Kui, the deputy envoy of the western Sichuan system, talked about where his qualifications were comparable to Peng Daya, and he had to give some face, so Zhang Han was fearless and fearless.

He skimmed Na Tuozhi and said presumptuously: "Don't meddle in your affairs, we came first, this group of people should belong to us, if you want to get a piece of the pie, there is no door, if you want to get rich, go find it yourself......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "boom" in his ears.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air is sharp.

Almost as soon as he heard the voice, a crossbow arrow was rapidly expanding in his pupils, accompanied by a scream, piercing into his forehead.

As if in slow motion, under the gaze of hundreds of people, Zhang Han raised his head, fell, and blood rushed from his forehead.

The heavy body fell to the ground with a thud, and a puff of smoke and dust rose up.

Song Bing was stunned.

Later, they all looked in the direction where the arrow was coming from.

The eldest grandson Hong white horse Xuanjia, big red tassels, holding a crossbow, reined in behind the barbarians, the bowstring on the crossbow was still buzzing and trembling.

"Those who do not respect military orders will be killed!"

His voice was not loud, but it roared like a great river, rolling into everyone's ears in the silence of no one.

(End of chapter)