Volume 2 The Flame of Chang'an Chapter 75 The Source of the Plague (5)
In terms of aura, Ouyang Bingyan is indeed very much like the lord of a country, she stood at the head of the group, her indifferent expression was mixed with a little sadness, and she said lightly: "I'm back." ”
All the soldiers and civilians knelt down and bowed, "Welcoming the Queen's return to China......"
Loulan is not big, not even as good as some local towns in the Yan Dynasty, the population is only 10,000, but all of them are splendid silk, men are strong and burly, women are tall and soft, if it were not for the outbreak of this plague, this would be a very happy place.
can manage such a small city in an orderly manner, Ouyang Bingyan is also a character.
"Her Majesty." A middle-aged man in a black robe, a sapphire top hat, and a goatee walked up to him and performed a Western Regions etiquette.
Ouyang Bingyan nodded and asked, "Wu Yan, how are the casualties in the city?" ”
Wu Yan sighed softly: "When the poisonous people attacked, our defense was timely, and there were no casualties for the time being, but with our fortifications, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for too long." ”
Yan Yunting jumped down from the ink boat at this time, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, none of you were injured, otherwise one person would be infected, and the whole city would be finished." ”
"This is ......," Wu Yan looked at Yan Yunting.
Yan Yunting smiled: "The queen's flower messenger." ”
Wu Yan's eyes were a little surprised, and he even hid some hostility.
"Okay, don't talk about it, time is life now, and you can't afford to delay." Yan Yunting's expression became serious, and he said to the soldiers and civilians of Loulan:
"Now, the old and weak, women and children line up in turn and get on the ink boat."
Loulan soldiers and civilians, you look at me, I look at you, pointing, and from time to time there is a murmur: "Who is this Han man?" Why let us get on board? ”
Yan Yunting glanced at the night sky, gestured a finger, and said loudly: "I only give you a quarter of an hour, as soon as the time comes, I will start the boat, and if you want to live, hurry up." With that, he turned around and jumped onto the ink boat, waiting quietly.
"Listen to the people of Loulan Kingdom, this ship is our only chance to escape, the old man and the women and children go first, be quick!" Ouyang Bingyan shouted loudly.
After the queen gave the order, the people began to board the ship.
There are more than 10,000 people in Loulan, and the elderly, weak, women and children account for most of them...... The deck, the cabin, the bottom compartment, and even the latrines were all used, but they still couldn't be fully filled.
"A quarter of an hour is up, and we're about to set sail." Yan Yunting rushed to the sailor and signaled.
The sailors cut through the crowd and pulled the connecting staircase back to the ink boat.
"Kid! Take my children with you, please! A woman held the baby girl in her arms and tiptoed to the boat.
"Eldest sister, there is no place on the ship, besides, if you give me the child, I can't help you raise it." After several hesitations, the sailor refused ruthlessly.
"Yan Yunting, you might as well give me some more time, right? There can be people on the side of this boat, a few more on the pole, and a few more on the bow......" Qing Yan walked quickly to the bow of the boat, trying his best to save people.
Yan Yunting stared at the group of corpses that were gradually gathering outside the city, and decisively refused: "It's too late, the poisonous people who were lured out are about to return, and everyone will die if they don't leave." ”
"You think of a way again......" Qing Yan looked forward to Yan Yunting, her eyes flickering, she was so pitiful and moving.
But this time, Yan Yunting turned around, and his voice became colder: "You are very beautiful, and I am indeed interested in you, but this is by no means a bargaining chip that you used to ask me, if I say I don't add it, I won't add it, and if I say I don't save it, then I won't be saved." ”
Qing Yan was not disappointed, only a faint sadness, she shook her head, "I never used myself as a bargaining chip to ask you, I will come to you just for the people of Loulan, that's all, that's all......" After speaking, she turned around and jumped off the bow of the boat to join the soldiers and civilians fighting on the city wall.
On the ink boat, the old and weak women and children reluctantly looked at their sons or husbands, as well as the hometown that was about to leave. The men who remained, however, were as determined as steel, and without weapons, they picked up farm tools and carried them to the poisonous people who rushed up the city wall one by one.
"Master of the Unprecepted, what the hell should I do?" Yan Yunting took a deep breath, his heart was a little confused.
Wujie said slowly: "When you are hovering between picking up and putting it down, you actually have the answer in your heart. ”
"But I'm not a monk, I don't want to go to hell, whoever loves to go to hell will go!" Yan Yunting slowly closed his eyes and gave an order: "Start the boat." ”
The ink ship raised its wings and flew slowly out of the city, and when it passed the city wall, in addition to the wailing of the poisonous man, the crying and calling suddenly burst out:
"Mother-in-law, you must take care of our children!"
"Grandma, you have to live well!"
"Daddy, Daddy......"
On the boat are women and children, and in the cry is helpless and weak; There was a man on the wall, and in the shouting was desperately strong.
Yan Yunting covered his ears and gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't resist the bursts of crying. If you have a kind heart, why hide it?
"Fuck it!" He scolded secretly, and then ordered to Wujie: "Master Wujie, this boatload of people will be handed over to you!" With that, he resolutely jumped off the bow of the boat.
Yan Yunting landed peacefully beside Qing Yan. Qing Yan looked at this man who fell from the sky, his eyes were slightly red, "Yan Yunting, I knew you would come back......"
"You owe me one more time, but remember to pay it back." Yan Yunting didn't delay, and hurriedly asked again: "Isn't there a 'mirage' in your Peacock Tower?" It's time for it to come in handy. ”
Qing Yan pointed to the mirage ship parked under the corner of the inner city wall, "But the mirage ship can't fly, and it's much smaller than the ink ship." ”
"So far, there are some that can be saved," Yan Yunting beckoned: "Quick, let the rest of the old people and children get on the boat, and the others will escort the mirage away with me!" ”
At this time, Yan Yunting seemed to have become the leader of the battlefield, and everyone trusted him unreservedly.
The children rode on the shoulders of the adults, and the adults sat one after another, trying to squeeze out one more space to save one more life, and in a short time, the remaining old people and children were all on the boat, and even a lot of space was freed up.
"Those who didn't get on the ship, all of them gathered under the city, and after opening the city gate later, cover the mirage to evacuate, you have to look at it, once you let a poisonous person get on the boat, your relatives and friends will not survive!"
Yan Yunting pulled out his gall, and for some reason, the sword in his hand was particularly dazzling tonight, and he could even feel a burst of courage coming from the sword.
Righteousness!
Shine on the gall!
Not bad! A hot-blooded man, full of guts!
"Open the gates!"
"The sisters of the Peacock Tower, the warriors of the Loulan Kingdom, for the sake of our beloved relatives and friends, for the sake of our bloodline inheritance, kill with me!"
"Kill!"
The crumbling city gate collapsed, Ouyang Bingyan led nearly 100 guests from the Peacock Tower to rush out first, and the soldiers and civilians of Loulan also swarmed up together, courage and anger erupted into an unstoppable momentum, and the corpses blocking the door were forced to break through a gap.
The "buzzing ......" mirage was fully powered and rushed out of the city gate with the corpses piled over.