Blood and Fire ......

Wang Mu looked around him, the chaotic soldiers were running around, but they couldn't escape the enemy's killing, and fell one after another.

But the number of enemies is increasing, and it seems to spread endlessly from the horizon, like black tides or ant colonies, swarming.

Behind Wang Mu, Wang Mang sat calmly with an expression, only looking at the black tide in front of him, but he didn't move. Wang Mu opened his voice and wanted to shout, telling the teacher to flee quickly, but he couldn't shout.

The speed of the black tide is getting faster and faster, without stopping, no matter how Wang Mu swings the long sword in his hand to slash, he can't kill it endlessly, and finally completely drown Wang Mu and Wang Mang behind him.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!h

Wang Mu let out a terrible cry, sat up from the bed trembling, and found that the blood and fire in Fang Cai's dream, and the black tide had disappeared without a trace.

He sat on the bed in a daze, feeling only a moment of dizziness.

"Are you awake?"

Han Zhuo's voice came from the side. Wang Mu hurriedly looked up, but found that the place where he was lying was not the tent, but in the room.

"It's ...... Wancheng? Wang Mu opened his mouth, but found that his voice was hoarse and dry.

"This is Wancheng." Han Zhuo, who was in the corner of the room, nodded: "Taishou Mansion." ”

"My ...... What about my soldiers? What about the 100,000 army I brought out? Wang Mu clenched his teeth and worked hard for a long time before he finally asked the most fearful question in his chest.

"They're all dead." Han Zhuo's face still didn't have the slightest expression: "He died a month ago." ”

"A month?" Wang Mu turned over in disbelief to get out of bed, but his whole body was weak, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, but his hands and feet were too weak to support his body.

It's been a month since Huang Chunshui's battle?

How many things can happen in this month!

"That's right" Han Zhuo nodded: "It's been a month since that day." The pontoon bridge was destroyed, and I had to swim back to the other side with you on my back. Since you returned to Wancheng, you have been in a coma. ”

"Now...... What's going on now! What about Liu Xuan and Liu Xiu?! Are they still alive? Wang Mu asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's all alive. And it's not far from us. Han Zhuo still stayed where he was, and didn't mean to help Wang Mu up: "It's outside Wancheng." For specific things, you go and ask your subordinates. ”

"Someone! Come! It took all his strength for Wang Mu to finally raise his voice so that he could be heard outside the door. An attendant pushed the door in and was startled when he saw Wang Mu lying on the ground. He picked Wang Mu up, put him back on the bed, and then hurried out.

After a long wait, Wang Mu finally saw Cen Peng, the guard he had left in Wancheng before leaving.

"Your Excellency, you're finally awake!" Cen Peng rushed into the room and knelt in front of the bed with a look of surprise.

"Say, what's happened in the past month." Wang Mu leaned his upper body on the pillow behind him, trying to suppress the tension in his heart, making his voice as calm as possible.

"Huang Chunshui was defeated...... After the First World War, your lord, you were taken back to Wancheng by the escort......" Cen Peng took a deep breath and began to report.

Wang Mu originally hoped to finish his work in one battle, and after taking away 100,000 troops from Wancheng, the remaining defenders were only more than 10,000 people left. However, after the first battle of Huang Chunshui, the 100,000-strong army was almost completely annihilated, and only more than 2,000 people fled back to the city.

Ten days later, the rebels arrived at the city of Wancheng.

Fortunately, this world-class city is high and deep, and after the other party tried several attempts to attack the city and failed, he no longer made useless attempts, but only besieged outside, waiting for the city to run out of food.

At the same time, the rebels outside Wancheng also divided part and captured Kunyang to the northeast to cut off the reinforcements that Chang'an might send.

Now the number of rebels outside the city is about 50,000. More than 10,000 defenders in the city, relying on the city wall, did not worry about the opponent's strong attack. However, the amount of grain and grass in the city is less than three months old. Once the grain and grass are exhausted, then this Wancheng will also be lost.

"Reinforcements...... Will there be reinforcements? After listening to the report, Wang Mu glared and looked at Cen Peng in disbelief: "Where can Chang'an still draw so many troops!" ”

"My lord, after you return to the city, your subordinates will send a message to Chang'an for help." Cen Peng smiled bitterly: "But although His Majesty of Chang'an replied to the letter, he indicated that it could only be opened by you alone, so ...... The subordinates are also not clear. ”

After speaking, Cen Peng took out a wrapped silk towel from his arms and held it in front of Wang Mu with both hands.

Wang Mu took the silk towel and found that it was indeed written on it with the six words of Wang Mu in the service, and the fire paint was intact.

He tore the paint and unfolded the silk book, but there were only ten words written on it.

"Raise the world and save you, I have no regrets."

There was no payment, but Wang Mu could see it very clearly, it was indeed the teacher's handwriting.

A warm current surged into his heart, and Wang Mu finally couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly.