The gates of the city, which had been closed for several days, were opened, and the magistrate came out under the crowd of guards holding swords and guns.

Walking to the place after the battle in person is more intimidating than looking at the city gates.

Zhixian cautiously crossed over a corpse, looked at the banners of Fan Yangjun scattered next to the corpse, and then looked at the white-robed young man standing in place.

Xiang Nan did not rush towards them or enter the city.

"Are you the county magistrate of Yan County?" Xiang Nan asked.

The magistrate nodded.

Xiang Nan stopped being verbose: "Ankang Mountain rebelled, and went to the capital with 150,000 soldiers and horses." ”

Zhixian's face turned pale, his body shook and almost fell, which was the worst result in speculation.

Why did you rebel?

Why did the Great Xia Dynasty rebel?

The guards beside him were not only frightened but also a little dazed, never thinking that there would be such a day.

"This, my lord?" The magistrate asked.

"Xiang Nan, Xuanwu Dao Soldiers and Horses, Taiyuan Mansion Xiang Clan." Xiang Nan introduced himself again, and briefly talked about what happened in Fan Yang's army.

Hearing that the four adults of the imperial court were killed by Ankang Mountain, and hundreds of soldiers and horses were also killed at the same time, everyone looked frightened and panicked.

The magistrate looked at Xiang Nan, looked at the bloodstained white robe on his body, it was obviously a lining, and there were traces of burning, and sighed: "Xiang Duwei crawled out of the canyon, God really has eyes." ”

Xiang Nan was not interested in reminiscing about the dangerous past, so he only said: "Military affairs are urgent, please give me a pot of water, some dry food, and I will leave immediately." ”

The magistrate was shocked and stretched out his hand to grab him: "Du Wei, are you leaving?" ”

The dignity of the county order made the rest of the sentence you are gone, what should we do not say.

Xiang Nan took the initiative to answer: "You guys should be on guard behind closed doors." ”

After saying this, there was silence.

In just a small county, the thirty-man Fan Yang army dared to attack the city, what was it in front of the 150,000 rebels who were about to sweep through Great Xia.

And he can't do anything himself, although he can fight thirty people in one person, but what about sixty people? What about a hundred?

"I want to report the news to the imperial court as soon as possible, Ankang Mountain is in the name of rebellion, there are many soldiers and horses in the state capital who are unaware of being blinded, deceived, and easily attacked, I want to let the guards along the way, and when the imperial court knows, I will order twelve guards and horses to suppress them." Xiang Nan comforted these people, "When the time comes, the world will be peaceful." ”

Yes, there is also the imperial court, the country of Great Xia is rich and strong, what is just an Ankang Mountain, the magistrate and the guards straightened their backs.

Xiang Nan lowered his gaze, he couldn't comfort himself.

He has encountered a lot of soldiers and horses when he came out of the canyon, he has fought many times and retreated many times, and the soldiers and horses he encountered, except for Fan Yangbing, were also soldiers of other Weidao Mansions.

Ankang Mountain has just rebelled, and there are already so many people who have responded to it, so it can be seen that it has been prepared for a long time, and there are still many unknowable harbors in the twelve guards, and it will not be so easy to suppress it.

"Captain, are you going to the capital?" A small guard asked suddenly.

Xiang Nan raised his gaze and looked at the little man: "Yes." ”

"You shouldn't take our road to the capital, are there already a lot of rebels?" The little man stared at him and asked with a trembling voice.

That's why I have no choice but to take a detour to find a way, because there is no road ahead.

A lot of rebels, a lot of rebellions in many places? These words made the newly pacified magistrate and others panic again.

What a keen person, Xiang Nan didn't answer, only said: "But I will definitely be able to go to the capital to report the news." ”

Turning around, he didn't have time and couldn't appease everyone.

"I'm going with you." The little man shouted.

Xiang Nan looked back in surprise, and the others also looked at the little man in surprise, calling his nickname Ergou.

"My brother is dead, my mother is the only one in my family, I'm going to tell the court that there is a rebellion, please send troops quickly, so that my mother doesn't have to be afraid." The little man Ergou shouted, clenched his hands, tears rolling down one by one, "You are alone, too little, I, I can help you." ”

The magistrate thought, what can you help alone.....

"I'll go too." Another guard stepped forward, "I'm familiar with the road over here. ”

Thinking of the people who fled with their own eyes some time ago, and thinking about the tragic situation after the destruction of the city, this small city cannot really protect everyone's safety.

Only by quelling the rebellion as soon as possible can his family be safe.

Three or four more people stood up one after another, Xiang Nan was a little surprised and a little moved, he passed by here and originally wanted to avoid the past, but he heard those Fan Yang soldiers shouting that thirty people could also break a city, and he was not convinced to come and kill them, but he didn't really pity this city.

There are too many towns, how can he come with pity, he can only move forward ruthlessly, so that there is hope to save more people.

The prefect did not stop them, he seemed to have calmed down, and his expression became solemn: "The prefect has been martyred, and although this official is weak, he will definitely defend Yan County." ”

Xiang Nan bowed to him, and then looked at the guards standing beside him: "Then please go with me." ”

The six guards raised their weapons and shouted in a somewhat chaotic voice, "Go together." ”

Xiang Nan turned around to leave, but the magistrate called him again and looked at the clothes on Xiang Nan's body: "Captain Xiang, change your clothes and go again." ”

The young man escaped from the Yama Temple, and he fled all the way to kill, and he did not change his clothes.

Xiang Nan looked down at his shirt, the white shirt was no longer white up close, the blood stains on it were freshly covered and old, there was the blood of Fan Yangbing and his own companions, and the three hundred companions brought from Xuanwudao had no survivors.

Life and death come too fast, and I don't have time to think about life and death, Xiang Nan's eyes were slightly red, his hand pressed the robe, and raised his head: "Please give me a white robe." ”

White robe? The magistrate was a little puzzled, was the white robe of the march not suitable?

Xiang Nan stretched out his hand to untie the underwear on his body: "These blood and stains are all done by the thieves of Ankang Mountain, I want the people of the world to see it, let the court see it, this is the evidence of their murder and evil." ”

In this way, the little man immediately followed suit, "I want a white robe too." ”

The magistrate looked at them and smiled, turned around and ordered the servants to bring white robes, Xiang Nan and the others changed them outside the city, Xiang Nan wrapped the blood-stained underwear he took off and put it on his back, and the others handed over their original robes to the magistrate.

"Please hand it over to our family." They said.

Time is running out too late to say goodbye.

The prefectural order asked the officers to bring the horses: "This is the best horse in the county to help you." ”

Xiang Nan took the reins and turned over on the horse, and the others also got on the horse, and the horse spun around in place a few times.

"What is your name?" Xiangnan Road.

Zhixian said: "A certain surname is Zheng, and the name is Jie." ”

Xiang Nan nodded and bowed: "Lord Zheng, take care of this farewell." ”

Zheng County Ling also saluted him and said: "Captain Xiang, don't take care of this." ”

This farewell, I'm afraid that we will never see each other again, both sides have guessed this result in their hearts, but what can it be, moving forward and staying behind may be a dead end, and the road still has to be walked.

Xiang Nan turned around in place, patted his horse away, and the guards in white robes behind him also turned around, and then looked at the city and his companions and followed, a guard quickly arrived in front, obviously to lead the way, and the white-robed black horse on the desolate early spring land gradually moved away.

.....

.....

On the tenth day of the third month, thick black smoke rose from the earth, and a thin soldier who was crawling on the hill put his hand in front of his eyes and watched carefully, until he saw the scattering of soldiers and horses like locusts, and then he slid down the hill, jumped on a horse and galloped away.

On the main road and on the small road in the mountains, or a few people, or a single person riding alone, galloping day and night.

Gallop through the panicked city, the burning village, gallop to the place where more and more spring is full.

The horses did not stop at all on the main road of the capital, and it was the spring season when the capital was overcrowded, and the galloping horses caused screams and confusion.

Neither the screaming nor the guards of the gates slowed the horses down.

"Get out of the way."

"This is a crow soldier!"

"Who dares to stand in the way?"

The angry populace could only watch the horses enter the city, while scolding the court officials for their incompetence and not driving away these disgraced crow troops.

The generals of the Crow Army looked dark, and they looked even more gloomy, and rushed into the place where Wu Ya'er was.

The scout was half-kneeling and said, "..... The prefect of Zhaozhou was killed and beheaded, Fan Yangjun ravaged Zhaozhou, Yanxian County ordered to disperse the people, and guarded the city alone to be martyred, and Fan Yangjun set fire to Yanxian County...."

Lao Hu heard this and shouted: "Ankang Mountain, this mongrel! ”

Wu Ya'er stood up: "The herald ordered martial law in the capital." ”