Men kept pouring out of the houses on both sides, all with panicked faces.

The moonlight fell to the ground, the ice exploded, and the entire Kuanzhou suddenly turned into a wasteland, and people and houses were all debris under the firelight, which would be razed to the ground at any time.

The movement of the landslide lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Kuanzhou fell silent again, leaving only the restless crowd looking at each other.

Shishi Street was reluctant to wait for the oil to be boiled, but the lights were bright outside Shishi Street, and in this abnormal movement, one by one went to the street to inquire about the news, and the news was like a tide, and finally it also surged to Shishi Street.

It's war!

A group of Qiang people who have been obedient to the city for a long time, walked through the frozen glacier, sneaked into the fortress, and joined forces with the Jin Yu to attack the fortress, the fortress was caught off guard, and saw that the Jin Yu was menacing, and in a hurry, he used rare and precious gunpowder to shake the sky.

This gunpowder is named because of the sound like thunder, the fire rises to the sky, the heat wave can lift out half an acre of land, people and horses are broken.

The border pass was quiet for too long, and everyone in Kuanzhou City thought that this was a peaceful and prosperous era, completely forgetting that beyond the fortress was the enemy country.

Suddenly hearing the war, everyone stared and did not speak, and after a while, the people were full of voices, making this night that should have been silent noisy and frightening.

Wu Jin's heart rose to his throat, and he was stunned for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his left hand, pushed away the crowd, and ran wildly towards the south city gate.

Before he reached the South City Gate, he saw a group of horses riding out of the city, hurriedly whipping the crowd, dividing the crowd like a sea, and heading towards Jeju.

The sound of whispering continued, coming from the mouths of those who knew and those who did not know.

"It's Mo Jiedu's envoy."

"I think I'm going to pick up the soldiers lent to Jeju."

"Is the war over?"

Wu Jin listened to the sound of "buzzing" around him, and suddenly remembered a poem in his mind: "Like a fire grenade mountain collapsing green clouds." ”

This sentence alone is that before the Dragon Boat Festival this year, he helped Zhao Shiheng in Mofu to mention the sunflower painting fan and gave it to Wang Yunsheng of Zhizhou.

This line of poetry should be in this day!

How could Mo Qianlan and Zhao Shiheng have predicted that there would be a war in advance, and reminded Wang Zhizhou to prepare early, unless this war and this provocation are provoked by them!

Why do you want to provoke lightly?

All the doubts in his mind suddenly connected, and he vaguely guessed the inhuman behavior in it.

Mo Qianlan stole the beams and changed the pillars and replaced the 100 elite soldiers with his own people, so he left the soldiers in Heshan County under the pretext of suppressing bandits and searching for autumn grain, and took the war as an opportunity to send these 100 elite soldiers into the chaotic fortress.

As for how Mo Qianlan wanted to completely cover up the identities of these hundred people, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Thoughts flashed one after another, Wu Jin Muran became a clay sculpture, and it was not until the surrounding crowd dispersed that he numbly walked towards Shishi Street.

He walked all the way into the house like an out-of-body soul, and saw that Wu's father and mother had already lit the oil lamp, waiting for him to come back.

"Boss," Wu's mother saw that he was in a trance, and everyone walked up to her, "Boss! What's wrong? ”

Wu Jin shuddered violently and returned to his soul.

He told the war in a few words, and Wu's father and mother were also startled, and were slightly relieved to learn that they were in the fortress and did not enter the city.

Mother Wu saw that Wu Jin's expression was wrong, and she just wanted to go up to take a look, but Wu Jin had already returned to her room.

He turned and closed the door tightly, his back against the door, his whole body slid down, and he sat on the cold ground, stunned to the point of losing color, and his heart ached and heavy beyond words.

He thought that the court dispute was just deceitful and treacherous, but he was wrong.

Miss by a mile.

Tilting his head, he thought to himself, "It's too vicious." ”

Early the next morning, the streets were full of people, the people in Kuanzhou City almost poured out, the Qiang people were under unprecedented interrogation, everyone was afraid on their faces, Wu Jin carried the sealed small porcelain jar out of the door, and went to Mofu.

He knocked on the corner door, walked from the back garden to Jiu Sixuan as usual, sat in the flower hall, placed the small porcelain jar on the table, and asked Qi Chang to invite Zhao Shiheng to come.

Cheng Ting followed closely behind, and also arrived at Jiusixuan, as soon as he saw Wu Jin, he was overjoyed: "Wu Jin! ”

Last night's artillery fire did not frighten him, he was a not very shrewd gentleman, and he was still unclear about family affairs, let alone state affairs.

The reason why he came was because Cheng Taishan was in a bad mood when he learned about the war, and when he saw him rolling on the couch at Mrs. Cheng's place, he was so angry that he didn't even eat breakfast, and he was about to beat him with a slap.

Cheng Ting saw that Cheng Taishan was smoking, and he was menacing, so he immediately fled out, all the way to Jiusixuan, intending to take refuge here and have breakfast.

Facing Wu Jin, he took off the fine silk Tang scarf on his head, revealing a steaming head: "Why are you here?" Aren't your hands still good? Thanks to you, I'm on vacation too. ”

He is an embellishment of Jiu Sixuan, Mo Lingfeng's face is full of bags, he can't go to school, Wu Jin can't go to school with his broken arm, and Zhao Shiheng doesn't plan to teach him alone.

"It's not good." Wu Jin reluctantly replied.

Cheng Ting stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: "It's not hot, why are you listless, did you freak out last night?" ”

He sat down and shouted at the people to go to the kitchen to bring breakfast: "What's so terrible about that? ”

He was born and raised in peacetime, and he did not know the cruelty and horror of war, but only knew that the fortress was heavily fortified, and the high city and deep ditch must be impregnable, so there was no need to worry about it.

After that, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Wu Jin's face was still very bad, and he couldn't help but be surprised - Wu Jin has always been very calm, and he didn't show too much sadness when he came back with his broken arms, what's wrong with it today?

He put away the noise, looked at the rough little porcelain jar on the table, thought about it, got up and went out to find Mo Lingfeng.

Wu Jin shuddered after he left.

The winter day of Jiusixuan is different from the cold wind in other places.

The wind rises from the ground, born from the huge shadows cast by the ancient trees, descends from the ancient and old roofs, intertwined and mixed, passes through the bucket arches, blows through the colorful paintings, drills into the pavilion door, and sticks to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin was cool from the inside out.

At this time, he still wanted to get a confession from Zhao Shiheng, so that he could continue to mix in this Jiu Sixuan, which would never see the light of day.

There was a brazier at the table, and the big yellow dog lay on the brazier, contented, without any trouble, and he sat stiff for a long time before he stretched out his hand and put it on top of the brazier, and slowly baked it a little warmer.

At this time, Zhao Shiheng came.

Wu Jin got up and bowed: "Sir." ”

Zhao Shiheng waved his hand, sat on the other side, and motioned for him to sit down, Qi Chang came in with tea, and the fragrance of tea and heat separated the two of them.

Wu Jin drank half a cup of tea, separated the two lips, teeth, and tongue that were stuck together, and then opened his mouth: "Sir, like a fire grenade landslide, is that fire last night's fire?" ”

Zhao Shiheng knew that Wu Jin would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect him to come so quickly, put down the teacup, and didn't hide it: "Yes, you are very smart." ”

Wu Jin pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, laughing was more ugly than crying.

"The students still have doubts, even if the 100 elite soldiers take advantage of the chaos to enter the battlefield, but the appearance on the military register is completely wrong, how can they hide from the world?"