When the sun showed half of his face from the horizon, Ying Qiong finally rushed to the city of Yangzhou with his men.

The broken and deformed city gate resembles a dying old man.

On the ground, a cold and stiff corpse became the first sight in the sun.

Ying Qiong walked slowly, looking at the dead people on the ground, his heart ached, he could already imagine what happened last night.

Fan Chuan was still wearing a white coat, and his red eyes looked blankly into the city.

Shen Yan was also frightened, but he still remained awake.

"Quick, quickly enter the city, put out the fire and save people." Shen Yan immediately ordered.

The soldiers couldn't bear it anymore, looking at the once prosperous and beautiful hometown, how could these natives of Yangzhou be indifferent, Shen Yan gave an order, and the soldiers rushed towards the city as if they had stepped on hot wheels.

"Wait! Watch out for rebel ambushes! Ying Qiong hurriedly admonished.

"Yes, Marshal." Shen Yan nodded, took the Xuanzhou battalion of 20,000 horses, and drove into the city.

Fan Chuan thought to himself, where did Zhao Cheng go? Did he run away? He did not enter the city with the 5,000 men and horses, but ran around the city and ran to the gate at the other end.

Ying Qiong led the new army and quickly cleaned up the corpses under the city, and then also entered the city.

The smoke was still billowing and the mourning was heard everywhere.

No one asked, and the wooden door was lying on the west.

The tragic situation that caught their eyes shocked every Yangzhou soldier, they didn't expect that this group of rebels would be so bad in conscience and brutal to such an extent.

The more he went inside, the more painful Shen Yan's heart became, he didn't expect to let Zhao Cheng slip away in Taizhou, which caused a big disaster, but no one expected that the Jiangzhou county guard would take advantage of the loophole, it turned out to be Zhao Cheng's person, after all, he didn't count the heavens, boss, I Shen Yan can't stand you, I can't stop you.

"Quick, help!" What Shen Yan can do now is only save one and count one, he doesn't know how many dying remnants there are in Yangzhou City.

Ying Qiong led the people and horses straight to Yingfu, and when he stood at the gate of Yingfu, he saw that the door of Yingfu was wide open, and the secret passage was not good, and he had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

However, when he entered the mansion, he was surprised to find that it was intact, only a few places were slightly scorched, and the ground in the courtyard, on the pillars, on the trees, whether there were tree knife marks, were very neat and orderly, all in one direction, like the wind swept by.

The door of Ying Tiange was open, and Ying Qiong walked in, and a few torches fell from the ground that did not burn.

There are also a few blood stains at the door, which are faintly visible.

"Report! Searching the Malay newspaper, it was found that the rebels were heading towards Wuhu. Suddenly, a soldier hurriedly ran in and reported to Ying Qiong.

"What? Wuhu? Ying Qiong was shocked.

"General Fan Xiao has already led the army to chase after him." The soldier replied again.

"Got it, has the Metropolitan Governor found it?" Ying Qiong asked.

"Back to the mansion, I heard that the rebels have taken most of the governors captive."

"I'm angry, Zhao Cheng, I won't destroy you, I won't give up!"

……

The angry Ying Qiong immediately began to pursue with his men and horses, handing over Yangzhou City to Shen Yan.

As a result, a total of 15,000 people from the Yangzhou Guards Battalion and the Fan Chuan Department did not care about the hard work all the way and launched a pursuit of the rebels.

At this time, Zhao Cheng, who was fleeing in a hurry, was lying on the stretcher and moaning, full of small wounds, which made him unbearable, and the bumpy road was even more fatal.

"Where?" Zhao Cheng asked bitterly.

"Childe, it was less than two hundred miles away from Yangzhou City. It's still early. A doorman next to him said.

"Where's Mr. Li?" Zhao Cheng asked again.

"Childe, Mr. Li disappeared when he entered the city last night......" The doorman looked at Zhao Cheng with complicated eyes and said.

Zhao Cheng was stunned at first, and suddenly remembered what Mr. Li persuaded him at the city gate last night, and he had such an attitude.

"He's probably gone." Zhao Cheng suddenly smiled bitterly, the Yangzhou army has already freed his hands, he is at the end of his rope, I'm afraid he has foreseen it, just go, just go, in the end, it's a big deal to die and the net is broken, this time, it's worth it.

"Childe, the official army...... I have entered Yangzhou City, what should we do when we go to Wuhu? Do you want to sit still? As soon as the doorman said this, everyone around Zhao Cheng looked at him in unison.

This group of rebels, who had been plagued in Yangzhou City all night last night, are now sleepy and tired, and they are napping when they walk. What to do next is the question they are most concerned about. After all, they have a big bag on them now, and they don't want the bamboo basket to be empty.

"What to do? It's a big deal, what else can I do? I also entered Yangzhou City and avenged my father, but I only hate that my strength is not as good as that of others. Zhao Cheng looked at the bright sky blankly, a little distracted, thinking of those masters last night, he couldn't help but start to doubt himself, even the people in the rivers and lakes have to take care of such idle things as power disputes, and teach himself a lesson, isn't it right to avenge his father?

After listening to Zhao Cheng's words, the doormen became confused in their eyes and fell silent, and those rebels also began to think carefully and kept looking left and right.

This team seems to be on the verge of falling apart, and it is about to collapse at the touch of a button.

On the way to Wuhu, after a night of crazy rebels, like the end of a strong crossbow, they were tired of marching.

……

The sun was warm, the wind was gentle, and along the way, those who came and went saw these people from afar, and they didn't know why, so they bypassed them one after another.

The peasants, who were still busy in the fields, also straightened up in surprise and looked at the rebels. The news of Yangzhou has not yet been reported, and they don't know what brutal things these people have done. For them, no matter who they walk on this road, it seems that to them, they are all passers-by, and they have nothing to do with them, whether they are business travelers or Yangzhou officials and soldiers, they all have to embark on this road after all.

In the fields, some of the crops that have already matured, golden swaying.

From time to time, a few greedy birds were startled by the passing rebels.

These people looked at the golden crops in front of them, without the slightest expression, they hugged the burden in their arms tightly, or held the big package behind them, which was the real golden for them.

……

It was about afternoon, and the rebels who were walking and stopping were sitting on the side of the road resting, and Zhao Cheng was lying on a stretcher, enduring the pain and closing his eyes to recuperate, motionless. Several doormen sat on the side, gathered together and whispered, as if discussing something.

The tired rebels slept in a short time, and they couldn't even carry the sentry, and they snored against the trees.

Trees, roads, rebels.

The wind, the sun, the purring.

Birdsong, rice fragrance, and countless dreams.

In the distance, under the sky, a flag appeared.

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