August 22, Whitewater

Outside the low city walls, between the burned houses, there are shacks of all shapes and kinds.

It was past noon, and the slightly burnt smell in the air gradually merged with the mushy aroma of rice porridge.

In front of the five porridge sheds opened by the Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce, hundreds of refugees have become accustomed to lining up quietly, patiently waiting for the second porridge meal of the day.

What divided the bloated team was the cold tip of the spear in the hands of the Jiangzhou soldiers stationed in Baishui City.

Since August 17, when the people of Ulguo broke through the city and seized the first and second tuns in a lightning flash, almost all the villagers in more than a dozen villages and towns along the border have fled in just a few days.

Most of the refugees poured into Whitewater, a hundred miles south of Ayutthaya. This historic old city is one of the few on the plain with walls and a large garrison.

But the refugees fled on their own feet. By the time they reached the city, Whitewater City was already crowded with the rich and powerful, or at least the first to have livestock. Those who were unable to enter the city had to be temporarily relocated outside the city.

Three young Fangyi people, sitting in the van of the Jiang family's caravan, bypassed the line of refugees lining up outside the city. Under their scorching gaze, the convoy slowly drove into the gates of Whitewater City.

Bai Yezao changed into a black wide robe with a hood, and covered his appearance with a face towel like the big and small senior sisters. At this moment, he was hiding in Jiang Jinglan's car, opening the window and peeking out curiously.

To his surprise, the city was surprisingly chaotic, far from being as orderly as it was outside the city.

Most of the people who rushed to the city were rich families with some money in the surrounding villages and towns, and low-level officials who took off their official uniforms and absconded. They squeezed the stubble with their families and blocked almost every shop selling food, as well as pawnshops. In the past few days of lockdown, the residents of Whitewater City have had countless frictions and conflicts with these uninvited guests.

Everywhere there are city soldiers who are tired of trying to maintain order, and everywhere there are people who are jumping and scolding and fighting.

It took a long time for the carriage to shake off the disturbing noise.

The car stopped, Bai Ye helped Jiang Jinglan get out of the car, and found that they were parked in front of an imposing restaurant.

The street in front of the restaurant was full of soldiers, but it was not the dress of Jiangzhou government soldiers.

The soldiers recruited by the state capital, in addition to the uniform uniforms, the equipment of the sergeants is self-procured, and the quality is acceptable, but it is also colorful and strange.

However, these sergeants on the periphery of the restaurant were all wearing a phoenix-winged hood, a red tassel on the top, black iron armor, and long black leather boots.

"It's under the command of the former enemy, but I don't know how many battalions it is. "After Bai Ye fled back to Yongshun, he saw these soldiers in costumes. He saw Jiang Jinglan muttering a little, so he leaned close to her ear and introduced it gently.

"Former enemy division, that's your own person, right?"

"Yes. They are directly subordinate to the Ministry of War and are not under the control of the Kannan battalion. But from top to bottom, the military department listens to your uncle. ”

Jiang Jinglan pursed her lips and turned her head away a little dejectedly. Bai Ye knew that her heart had not calmed down for the time being, so she also pursed her lips and retreated to the side of the senior sister who was following closely behind.

Now, his identity is Miss Jiang's attendant.

Not far from the restaurant, some cars and horses who were going to pass by were stopped earlier, and it was estimated that the road control would not be released until they entered the restaurant.

The old steward Tao who got off the carriage in front of him had been introduced into the restaurant by a general wearing black armor and a military attaché's embroidered robe.

Tao Lao entered the door and waved his hand here, Bai Ye hesitated, and silently followed Jiang Jinglan into the restaurant.

Straight up to the third floor, the eyes suddenly opened up. The large hall is brightly lit, and the decorations on the walls and beams are resplendent with gold.

Bai Ye has never seen such a luxurious place. Yongshun City also has a Goolan Wine House, but it is far less pompous than here.

His gaze was finally drawn to the scene outside the window.

Through the willow treetops outside the window railing on the third floor, you can directly see the high city wall. Not far outside the city, dozens of plumes of smoke of different shades converged into a piece, pressing heavily over the white water.

Under those pillars of smoke were the fertile fields of farmhouses on the outskirts of the city that were burned by the Su family's cavalry the day before yesterday.

Long before the war began, the former enemy division was stationed in Whitewater City. However, as the hub of the river network zone, the overall transportation of various personnel and materials inside and outside the city has been facing unprecedented pressure. If it weren't for the Jiang family's timely assistance, Baishui City would have been completely paralyzed.

Three days ago, the interspersed Ul people tentatively attacked Whitewater City. Although the cavalry lacked the ability to attack fortifications after all, they did not take advantage of anything, but they still drove all the refugees who fled back to the outside of Whitewater City before retreating.

Thousands of refugees have made the city's operation even more difficult. The whole city is looking forward to the return of the Lord's backbone.

Whitewater City is an old city that the Jiang family has been operating for many years. Long Wuji is not only the city leader of Yongshun City, but the Jiang family's livelihood in Baishui City and even Jiangzhou is actually under his control. He is the backbone of the city.

After the news of the city's withdrawal from Yongshun reached Baishui, the city guard here immediately fell ill. As soon as the authority in the city was met, it was nominally transferred to the general surnamed Lin who was sent by the former enemy division.

Today's east is Long Wuji, who arrived in Whitewater City one step earlier. The guest of honor at the table was the host's young lady Jiang Jinglan, and the accompaniment was Tao Lao Steward and He Dacheng. And the one who was busy with the front and back was none other than General Lin of the former enemy division.

Bai Ye stood at the top of the stairs with the big and small senior sisters. He squinted at the senior officer, moving his chair to set the tableware, bowing his head and leading the seat. During the small steps, the drape on the whole body jingled. The sweat on his forehead had already trickled down to the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. Finally, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly.

At this moment, a person suddenly floated by.

The distance was so close, but Bai Ye didn't notice it in advance, and he didn't react until the person walked over. Frightened, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

It passed quietly that was Long Wuji.

The eldest lady of the Jiang family and Tao Lao were not polite, and they had already sat down separately. Later, the dragon city sat at the top. With a look, General Lin sneered and bent down to exit the third floor.

Uncle Dacheng stood up and poured wine while beckoning Bai Ye to come and sit down.

Xiao Ye hurriedly waved his hand desperately.

I said it before I left. This trip to the imperial capital, his identity has always been Jiang Jinglan's attendant. Actions that violate your identity must not be done casually.

Uncle Dacheng doesn't care about that. Although he is an iron guard, in his eyes, Bai Ye has long been regarded as his young master. He put down the flask and walked over, and directly dragged Bai Ye to press him to the chair.

Long Wuji nodded slightly to Bai Ye. Then he discussed the matter with Tao Lao directly.

"The handsome flying pigeon biography has been received. I asked Dacheng to tighten his hands in the past two days, process the news of Tiewei's comeback, and spread it. This work is done in a big way, and it is easy to drive. ”

Uncle Dacheng smiled and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Bai Ye, it seemed that he was quite familiar with Long Wuji, and he didn't take Shicheng's praise to heart at all.

But this is a compliment from Long Wuji's mouth, and anyone should look up to him. Worthy of being an iron guard, Jiang Jinglan picked up the glass with great interest and toasted Uncle Dacheng with a glass of wine.

Bai Ye was the first time I saw Jiang Jinglan drinking. I drank a full glass of spirits without even frowning.

That sassy momentum made Uncle Dacheng smile.

"How is Xiaolong's side?" What Old Steward Tao was most worried about was always the battle situation in Quanzhou.

Long Shicheng's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and said, "Fearless turned back halfway, and now he should have returned to Quanzhou." ”

"Those wild people in the Southern Continent are coming strangely. It is said that he sent someone to swim in and sneak in, and secretly opened the water gate of Longyou City. Under the combination of the inside and the outside, the city was occupied overnight. ”

"No resistance?"

"Nope. How many soldiers are there in Longyou City, they will be disarmed when they fall asleep. The people of the Southern Continent were also peaceful, occupying the city and only attacking money, not killing indiscriminately. ”

Uncle Dacheng buried his head in eating vegetables, and said vaguely: "According to the battle report over there, there are now more than 40,000 enemies on the southern continent on the border of Haizhou. The main force is the kind of giant camel soldiers, and the Shadow Tribe also shows its face. ”

Tao Lao asked nervously, "Is there any trace of the Xilu people?"

Long Shicheng shook his head: "I didn't hear the news." But their next target must be Quanzhou. ”

Jiang Jinglan took another sip of wine and asked, "Uncle Fearless is in charge of our family's private soldiers, and he has been practicing day and night all these years. Are you sure you're holding off the Nanriku people?"

Shi Cheng nodded lightly and said, "The people of Nanlu have dealt with us for so many years, so they naturally know that it is impossible to break through Quanzhou Port and the coastal defense line head-on. That's why the landing site was chosen in Haizhou, where the defense was empty. They should have planned to make a detour by land, cooperate with the sea, and attack on two fronts. ”

"However, please rest assured, there will be no problems in Quanzhou, we can prevent it.

"Dalong, you said that you can prevent it, naturally you can ......" Tao Lao supported his forehead with both hands, and almost lay on the table: "However, the order of the head of the family is not given like this. What he wants is to hold all the coastal states and counties. and those who are taken shall be taken back. ”

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and asked recklessly: "Ah, isn't the Jiang family a total of 8,000 private troops? Quanzhou, Haizhou, and Leizhou on the southern coast. How can you get a place as big as three states?"

Shi Cheng smiled and glanced at Bai Ye: "The little brother is right, it is indeed eight thousand." But that was three days ago. The family has already started to recruit soldiers. There should be more than 30,000 today. ”

Bai Ye stopped talking. Ichijo's words are very revealing.

The more chaotic the world, the more people want to make money as a private soldier. But no matter how anxious they are, these people can't put on their wings and fly to Quanzhou immediately. It seems that the Jiang family may not have hidden much privacy over the years.

It's just that there is still an outsider in the restaurant, and it is inconvenient for the cautious city to speak too thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Bai Ye still felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but want to avoid it altogether, so he pondered to find some excuse to go downstairs. They don't know where to replenish their supplies now. It's better to be with them, more comfortable.

Jiang Jinglan didn't quite understand the joints in the conversation between the banquets, and bored her head out of the window railing. Suddenly, she stood up, looked back in surprise and asked, "Xue Jing, why is he here?"