At the beginning of March, the road had already been in the mood for spring, but these days it has turned gray and bare again.

The grass was covered by the overturned soil, and the hanging willow branches were in pieces, and there were no pedestrians in sight.

Although Yan County is not a big city, it is not inaccessible, and there is a reason why it has become like this.

The two defenders crouching on the city wall looked nervously out, and next to them there were seven or eight more people crouching or sitting against the city wall.

"Is the message true? Was the prefect really beheaded by Fan Yangjun? ”

"Really, in front of the people in the city, he said that he was a rebel or something."

"Why did Fan Yangjun run here?"

"Previously, the imperial court issued a holy decree for the guards to enter Beijing to escort them, but then there was a holy decree saying that there was no need to go."

"What's the holy decree, the key to this matter is how Fan Yangjun can kill the prefect."

Civil officials and soldiers are different, soldiers and generals violate military law, generals can be dealt with in the army, generals make big mistakes, the court can also order to be killed, but civil officials are rarely killed, unless it is a major crime of rebellion, the emperor does not kill civil officials, at most he is dismissed from his post and investigated in the prison cell for a few more years.

If the emperor doesn't kill him, where do the officers and soldiers of Fan Yangjun get the right to kill civilian officials?

"Why don't you kill the prefect." The guards looking out looked back, "Have you forgotten what the people who escaped a few days ago said?" ”

There was silence on the city walls, and the days before seemed like a sudden nightmare, and the days that I thought were unchanged had changed.

The people on the bright spring road are no longer leisurely appreciating spring, trampling on the grass and breaking willow branches, adults crying children, running away and losing their shoes and messing their hair.

The prefect was killed, the city was occupied, the villages and towns were burned, and the officers and soldiers were killing, setting fires, looting, and running.

They wanted to run into the city to hide, but the crowd that flew like locusts frightened the people in the county, and the magistrate immediately closed the city gate, mobilized all the soldiers and horses in the county to guard the gate, and sent soldiers and horses to Fucheng to inquire about the situation, but none of the soldiers and horses sent came back.....

Then Fan Yangjun appeared outside the county seat.

There were not many of them, but it was not known why they were particularly scary, perhaps because their horses' hooves were wantonly breaking through the heads of the people gathered outside the city gates, or perhaps they were galloping to drive away the frightened people, and then shooting arrows for fun.

The magistrate stood tremblingly at the city gate and asked, and in response to him was a rain of arrows and a roar.

"These are the rebellious subordinates, and they are all guilty."

"Open the gates! If you don't open the city gate, you will also be a fellow party of the whole Hai Luo! ”

"Our Fan Yangjun is ordered to beg for thieves!"

More than a dozen majestic soldiers drank and shouted under the city gate, and the magistrate dropped a sentence to obey the orders of the imperial court, or let them take the documents and notices of the state capital, otherwise they would never open the city gate, and they would retreat back to the county office.

The soldiers were small in number and left as soon as they shouted and cursed, and the surviving people who had gathered outside the city did not dare to stay any longer and fled for their lives.

Leaning over the city walls, you can see dead bodies that are unburied.

I can't even dream of seeing this kind of scene under the blue sky and white sun, the soldiers are at a loss, when will this nightmare end?

The sound of clattering horses' hooves came from a distance, and the guards on the city wall in a daze were smart, and those Fan Yang soldiers came again!

Unlike the previous times, this time there were ten more Fan Yang soldiers, and more than thirty people went straight to the city gate with a fierce attitude, and they were still carrying soft ladders!

"Oh my God, are they going to attack the city?" One of the guards shouted.

He stood up and raised his hand, and at the same time the crossbow bolts under the city gate buzzed, and the huge crossbow of the majestic soldier pierced his throat even on the city wall.

The guards clutched their throats and planted the walls.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and the others on the walls were sluggish, and someone broke out into a scream.

"Brother!"

It was a thin guard, no taller than the spear in his hand, and he threw himself under the walls.

Fortunately, the others came back to their senses and quickly stopped him before he fell off the wall, and at this time, another crossbow arrow was fired, and one of the guards who stopped the little man screamed and fell to the ground with his arm covered.

Arrows rained down, and all the defenders ducked back.

The sound of swishing followed the rain of arrows, and the arrows on the walls grabbed the ground walls with iron hooks.

"They're going to attack the city, they're going to attack the city!"

"Go tell your lordship, go and call someone! Someone! ”

The walls were in chaos, some were running, some were shouting, some were screaming, and some were crying, and even in the midst of confusion and despair, there was a commotion, roaring, and screaming outside the city gates, and no one climbed up the iron hook and soft ladder on the wall.

Could it be that my brother is still alive? The little guard, who was concerned about his relatives, climbed to the entrance of the city wall to look down, and then froze, and watched motionlessly, letting him run around behind him and shout and scream until his footsteps were chaotic.....

"Is it really a siege?" Zhixian's trembling voice came, "How many people are here?" ”

"More than thirty people." The little man's voice was dumbfounded.

"More than thirty people! There are only more than 100 of us! The magistrate shouted, "How is this good!" ”

Don't blame the county for being timid, this is not a matter of many people and a small number of people, but the experience of fighting and conquest.

The interior of Great Xia has not been at war for a long time.

What is the difference between officers and soldiers with knives and guns and daily errand service?

"They were all killed." The little man said.

The magistrate raised his hand to the sky to grieve: "We will all be killed, a certain is deeply favored by the emperor, and will never surrender to the thief and be humiliated..... Who was killed? ”

The little man stretched out his hand and pointed to the city gate, the magistrate and a group of guards moved cautiously, there was no rain of arrows and no scolding, and there was a scuffle in front of the city gate.

The two soldiers screamed and fell from their horses, the heads of their spears glittering in the sunlight covered with blood, and the blood dripped on the hand holding the spear, and slid down onto the white shirt, which swirled, and the spear pierced another soldier.

The soldier held the long knife in both hands, and fell down unwillingly.

The whirlwind in the white robe had already grasped the long knife of the military man, and with a horizontal push, the long knife flew towards one of the military men who fled from the horse, and with a snort, cut off his arm.

The soldier screamed and rolled off his horse, and a horse approached, and a spear stabbed down, and the soldier who was rolling on the ground splattered blood and did not move.

The white robe on the horse was splattered with blood, and it didn't matter, because there were already blood flowers blooming on his white robe.

He didn't care about the stains on his body, but focused on wiping the blood from the spear on the dead soldier's body.

At this point, more than 30 Fan Yang soldiers gathered outside the city gate all fell to the ground and died.

All eyes were fixed on the only living person standing, and the white-robed man turned his head to see the young handsome face.

"A certain Xuanwu Dao Xiang Nan, urgent report is in the body, please ask for support." He looked at the large and small heads poking out of the city wall and said loudly.

The magistrate heard the sound of people around him grunting and swallowing saliva, and he himself swallowed saliva.

He's killed thirty people by himself, what else do you need?