Fan Yangjun's armor and weapons were unloaded and loaded, and the horses were also led into the city, the corpses were piled up in the pit, and a group of people rudely bulldozed and buried them.

These people either have relatives who died at the hands of the rebels, or they are innocent but if they are not rebels, they will not come here to be people's husbands, and they spit on the soil with hatred.

There are also corpses buried on the other side, different from the corpses of Fan Yangbing, each corpse here has a new coat and wrapped in a mat, neatly placed, and then a layer of mats is laid, and then the people carefully shovel the soil.

Outside the pit, the white-robed soldiers lined up, their white robes were stained with blood, and in front of them were the bloodstained white robes taken off by the dead comrades, and several soldiers were packing up and stacking these robes.

Xiang Nan was standing next to the horses and looking at the robes, everyone's horses were wrapped in cloth bags, and when the cloth bags were unwrapped, they were all white robes, and the blood stains on them had dried up, turning into pieces of black and brown stains, exuding a strange fishy smell.

Wang Junshou and Huang Jiang couldn't help but cover their noses, but quickly put down their hands because they guessed what it was.

"These," said Wang Junshou, "are they all the robes of the martyrs?" ”

Xiang Nan nodded, along the way, new people kept joining, and people kept dying along the way, and the white robes of the dead brothers continued to increase in the cloth bags on the horses.....

"County guard, the white robe is here." An official came over with a few people pulling a cart, and the cart was piled with new white robes.

After the war, Xiang Nan still refused the invitation to enter the city, and only needed clothes, robes, grain and grass and other materials.

"Xiang Du, you don't rest, where are you going in a hurry?" Huang Jiang said, "There are so many injured people, so it's better to take care of them." ”

Those who are seriously injured and cannot walk stay in the nearest place to recuperate, and those who are lightly injured continue to move forward, which is their habit all along, day and night, in a hurry, without sleep, and only going to the capital.....

Now there is no need to go to the capital.

In fact, the capital also knew the news of the Ankang Mountain Rebellion, and the whole world knew about it, because these towns along the way didn't need them to report and remind them.

Xiang Nan silently untied the burden on the horse's back and threw the burden into the burial pit.

The surrounding militia soldiers, as well as the county guard Huang Jiang who came over, were all startled, and without asking, Xiang Nan also took off the white robe on his body and threw it in, and looked at the white robe that was being sorted out and cleaned up by the side of the burial pit.

"Let's bury it together." He said.

As soon as he gave the order, the white-robed soldiers immediately obeyed, and one by one the blood-stained old and new white robes were thrown into the pit and spread a layer on the mat.

Xiang Nan watched as the people raised the soil and gradually buried the corpses and white robes.

At first, this was his temporary idea, to use these blood-stained robes as evidence to the emperor and the court, and since then he has worn white robes to collect white robes, and everyone has learned from him along the way, forming a routine, and now there is no need to look at it, and there is no need to keep it anymore.

You don't have to go to the capital, do you want to go back to Xuanwudao?

"Xuanwu Dao is already in chaos." Huang Jiang carefully told Xiang Nan the news over there, "Some of the soldiers and horses went to the capital, and some of them had long been bought by the rebels of Xi'an Dezhong in Zhejiang, and some of the capitals did not want to go, and the rebels did not want to do it, so they became rogues on the spot." ”

Before the rebellion in Ankang Mountain, Xuanwudao was already in chaos, and at this time, there was no scruple to fall apart.

Xiang Nan was silent again, where to go back? Taiyuan Province?

"Xiang Du, you're wrong." Wang Jun said suddenly, he had heard about the white robe and Xiang Nan's military affairs.

Xiang Nan and Huang Jiang both looked at him, Huang Jiang couldn't help but look at the county guard, the county guard was still holding the frame of a civilian official, now at this time, these young generals who are good at fighting should not be offended.

"You want to go to the capital to report the news, you want to let the world know about the rebels in Ankang Mountain, so that the world will be vigilant, let the imperial court send troops to suppress, save the people, and stabilize my Great Xia." Wang Junshou stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and then pointed to the earth, "Heaven and earth are all Great Xia, and they are all people, why can't Xiang General do this military affairs in any place?" ”

Huang Jiang immediately raised his hand and said loudly to Xiang Nan: "A certain person is willing to wear a white robe with the general to kill the thief!" ”

This is actually a very simple truth, but when people can't jump out after getting into an obsession, Xiang Nan broke free of the shackles in an instant, his eyes were clear, he raised his hand to the county guard, and then walked over and picked up a new white robe from the car and put it on, with a bow and arrow in one hand and a spear in the other, and an order: "Wait, kill the thief on the spot!" ”

Thousands of white-robed soldiers also picked up their new white robes and put them on, raised their weapons and shouted: "Kill the thief on the spot." ”

Listening to the shouting and shaking and watching the soldiers and horses assemble, Huang Jiang walked over and whispered to Wang Junshou: "My lord is smart, I hope that the county will be worry-free." ”

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On the green hillside, two thin black men dressed in coarse cloth resembled old farmers in the countryside.

With a creak, a man plucked the wild apricot and bit it, and then spit it out.

"Sour." He said.

The man squatting next to him laughed: "You are stupid, of course the apricots that no one picks are sour." ”

The man from before pouted and glanced at the hillside and looked down at the open field, where there were scattered villages, and there were towns in the distance, but there were no people: "At this time, where are there still people." ”

Another man suddenly leaned on the ground and listened: "Someone is coming." ”

There was a sharp sound of horses' hooves in the wilderness, and there were more than a dozen horsemen galloping in the smoke and dust, and the uniforms and descriptions were a little embarrassed, and behind them, there was a shouting of dust and smoke.

Although they are all wearing the uniforms of Daxia, they can still tell the difference, especially from the momentum and the demeanor and weapons, Fan Yangjun is tall, has excellent weapons, and his momentum is also very arrogant.

Although there were only a dozen people, they were like cats, easily playing with the fleeing rats, pulling their bows and shooting arrows from time to time, and someone in front of them screamed and fell off their horses.

"A dozen, not much." The man who was still squatting whispered, "Why don't you catch a live mouth?" ”

The man lying on his stomach shook his head: "These people should be the strikers among the 10,000 soldiers and horses who explored a few days ago, the young lady said, we must find a way to pass through as quickly as possible, and don't startle the snake." ”

The previous men stopped talking, and as scouts, their task was to find out the news, not to kill the enemy, let alone save people, otherwise they would kill more people.

They hid on the hillside and followed the two sides through the wild apricot forest, and the number of people fleeing became fewer and more tired, and the pursuers became more and more arrogant, telling jokes about surrender and not killing, and the bows and crossbows in their hands kept flying.

The fleeing man shouted loudly, and it turned out that there was a fort town, with a ruined wall and a tall sentry post, and the pursuers in the rear were not afraid, and they also shouted, clamoring to occupy a sentry post, but at this moment, the door suddenly opened in the seemingly empty fort town, and a group of people in white robes rushed out.

There were not many of them, probably only a dozen people, the white was very dazzling in the bright daylight, and the fleeing people let out excited shouts, but the pursuing Fan Yang soldiers suddenly reined in their horses and turned their horses' heads and ran......

The two scouts who came with each other looked surprised, surprised by the strange dress of these dozen people, and even more surprised to see Fan Yangbing who fled without a fight.

"What kind of dress is this?"

"What is Fan Yangjun shouting? So frightened. ”

"White-robed soldiers? Which guard is the white-robed soldier? ”