Chapter 1283
"Run
"Officers and men are coming. Run away!"
With a burst of flying chickens and dogs, the original busy street was empty for a moment.
The cold wind blows up the long skirt of a woman in red. She takes a look at the cold and clear street, and immediately holds the posture of holding a sword and stares at the end of the street.
The north wind blows, and the horse's hoof blows.
At the end of the endless street, a large number of galloping horses suddenly emerged. The soldiers on the horseback, with fierce light on their faces, flaunted their might and unbridled with long guns, left the stalls on both sides of the street in a mess.
These soldiers were originally soldiers of Xiuyun empire. With the hard-earned money provided by the people, they should guard the frontier and defend their country.
But now their actions are more rampant than before.
At this time, the soldiers suddenly saw a woman with a beautiful figure and a beautiful face, standing in the distance facing the wind.
So amazing beauty, let everyone feel very happy, have been angry with their eyes "loot" and come.
In their eyes, the girl had to meet in heaven and in the world.
It is true. After all, the beauty of this woman is slightly better than that of Tang Xiaoling and even Dongfang Ke'er.
The title of "the first beauty in the western regions" is by no means a false name.
However, under her proud and cold appearance, there is a more resounding name.
"The best swordsman in the world"!
Chu Ye Hong's cold eyes stare at the horse hoof that rises to the top of her head. Her cold little face is expressionless. Her jade feet suddenly step backward. At the same time, the white ancient sword on her back automatically comes out of its sheath and crosses a semi arc path in the air. Finally, the sharp edge falls into the palm of her hand.
Yi -
a sword cut through the night sky and saw four heads flying back against the wind in the splashing blood waves.
The people in the back, looking at the two heads and the two horse heads that suddenly came, immediately let their eyes emerge endless fear, and quickly pulled the reins.
"Look at her sword!"
One of the soldiers who stopped suddenly pointed to the white ancient sword in Chu Yehong's hand.
A moment later, the crowd was shocked.
"Chu Ye Hong!"
"She is the best swordsman in the world, Chu Yehong -"
recognized each other's identity, and those people immediately turned their direction.
However, as soon as the horse was strangled and turned an angle, Chu Yehong's figure was directly transformed into a bunch of red awn, passing quickly among the crowd like light and shadow.
When they trembled, they were cut into two pieces without warning.
More than 20 soldiers on horseback finally died here in a very miserable way.
When the ancient sword was sheathed, Chu Yehong hummed coldly and continued to go against the wind.
In a dark corner, a little boy with clear eyes peeps out half of his head and looks at the blurred red figure from a distance. His face shows a touch of worship.
"Niang, who is that person?" The young boy's voice, with doubts.
Next to him, the middle-aged woman in a broken blue shirt was also at a loss.
"Maybe it's the Sword Fairy sent by heaven to save us..."
……
Ning'an city is in the Lord's mansion.
The lights are bright and the dancers are in line.
In the main hall, the old city master bowed his head to one side and said with a respectful smile: "Your Highness, Ningan city is not far from Qingzhou. These days, a lot of people are pouring in. I haven't slept for several nights just to settle them."
With that, the old city master deliberately arched his hand and exposed the back of his red hand outside his sleeve.
As the head of a city, he really did his best, and his reputation of caring for the people is also widely spread.
It's just that.
Zhong Lijing didn't want to praise him for this. Instead, his indifferent old eyes showed a touch of cold: "how many people are new to the city?"
Hearing this, the old city owner thought about it and said, "about 100000 people are staying in the homes of local people. We have been mobilizing for a long time to save the people. We even have money in our family..."
"Don't say it." Zhong Li Jing was not in the mood to listen to him. Instead, he rubbed his palm thoughtfully: "Ningan city has a population of 70000, plus the refugees who are now pouring in here, a total of about 200000 people."
"Yes..." The old city master nodded bitterly, his eyes full of doubts.
"Well, I see."
Zhong Lijing stood up indifferently and winked at the guard beside him: "tell me to go down, gather people and horses, and follow me."
Layout?
The old city master didn't understand the meaning of Zhong Lijing, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to follow him carefully.
"You stay in the house. Don't come out if you have nothing to do."
Clock from the mirror suddenly behind the old city master under the order.Smell speech, old city Lord footstep meal, stiff in place.
Watch the clock from the mirror to leave, waiting for no one in the hall, clock from the mirror this just sit on the chair.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead in a panic. The old city master couldn't help but have some palpitations: "what is the priest going to do?"
……
On the branches of the moon, the city Lord's house is silent.
The old city master is wandering in the hall. What's wrong with him.
In principle, even if the priest wants to observe the people, he should take him with him.
After all, as the Lord of the city, he knew Ning'an very well.
But why did the priesthood keep him in the house?
What is the purpose of taking so many people out in the middle of the night?
The master of the old city stood inside the threshold and looked up at the waning moon. He was silent for a moment.
"No...!"
A moment later, he opened his eyes and walked out.
Wearing a fox fur coat, the old city owner, with four family members, walked all the way on the deserted street.
The bloodstains along the way are mixed up in the street which has just been moistened by rain and dew, and there is a strong fishy smell.
It's like someone's been fighting.
"Lord of the city, I think you'd better go back and gather people and explore again."
Walked all the way, stepped on a foot of blood, behind a servant, dignified proposal way.
But the old city master still insisted on the idea in his heart and ignored it. He continued to run towards the South Gate with a tight face.
In the spacious area under the south gate, the cool wind was even colder. When I took the old city owner around the corner and saw the crowd in front of me, my face suddenly shook.
Under the gate, thousands of soldiers holding torches stood in awe, and stood neatly under the wall. On the wall, countless people were hanged on wooden pillars by ropes.
Those people, some of them were caught here by force without good clothes. All the old, children, women and children were saved.
The shrill cry, howling along the cold wind, made the old city master tremble and kneel on the ground in despair.
"Officers and men are coming. Run away!"
With a burst of flying chickens and dogs, the original busy street was empty for a moment.
The cold wind blows up the long skirt of a woman in red. She takes a look at the cold and clear street, and immediately holds the posture of holding a sword and stares at the end of the street.
The north wind blows, and the horse's hoof blows.
At the end of the endless street, a large number of galloping horses suddenly emerged. The soldiers on the horseback, with fierce light on their faces, flaunted their might and unbridled with long guns, left the stalls on both sides of the street in a mess.
These soldiers were originally soldiers of Xiuyun empire. With the hard-earned money provided by the people, they should guard the frontier and defend their country.
But now their actions are more rampant than before.
At this time, the soldiers suddenly saw a woman with a beautiful figure and a beautiful face, standing in the distance facing the wind.
So amazing beauty, let everyone feel very happy, have been angry with their eyes "loot" and come.
In their eyes, the girl had to meet in heaven and in the world.
It is true. After all, the beauty of this woman is slightly better than that of Tang Xiaoling and even Dongfang Ke'er.
The title of "the first beauty in the western regions" is by no means a false name.
However, under her proud and cold appearance, there is a more resounding name.
"The best swordsman in the world"!
Chu Ye Hong's cold eyes stare at the horse hoof that rises to the top of her head. Her cold little face is expressionless. Her jade feet suddenly step backward. At the same time, the white ancient sword on her back automatically comes out of its sheath and crosses a semi arc path in the air. Finally, the sharp edge falls into the palm of her hand.
Yi -
a sword cut through the night sky and saw four heads flying back against the wind in the splashing blood waves.
The people in the back, looking at the two heads and the two horse heads that suddenly came, immediately let their eyes emerge endless fear, and quickly pulled the reins.
"Look at her sword!"
One of the soldiers who stopped suddenly pointed to the white ancient sword in Chu Yehong's hand.
A moment later, the crowd was shocked.
"Chu Ye Hong!"
"She is the best swordsman in the world, Chu Yehong -"
recognized each other's identity, and those people immediately turned their direction.
However, as soon as the horse was strangled and turned an angle, Chu Yehong's figure was directly transformed into a bunch of red awn, passing quickly among the crowd like light and shadow.
When they trembled, they were cut into two pieces without warning.
More than 20 soldiers on horseback finally died here in a very miserable way.
When the ancient sword was sheathed, Chu Yehong hummed coldly and continued to go against the wind.
In a dark corner, a little boy with clear eyes peeps out half of his head and looks at the blurred red figure from a distance. His face shows a touch of worship.
"Niang, who is that person?" The young boy's voice, with doubts.
Next to him, the middle-aged woman in a broken blue shirt was also at a loss.
"Maybe it's the Sword Fairy sent by heaven to save us..."
……
Ning'an city is in the Lord's mansion.
The lights are bright and the dancers are in line.
In the main hall, the old city master bowed his head to one side and said with a respectful smile: "Your Highness, Ningan city is not far from Qingzhou. These days, a lot of people are pouring in. I haven't slept for several nights just to settle them."
With that, the old city master deliberately arched his hand and exposed the back of his red hand outside his sleeve.
As the head of a city, he really did his best, and his reputation of caring for the people is also widely spread.
It's just that.
Zhong Lijing didn't want to praise him for this. Instead, his indifferent old eyes showed a touch of cold: "how many people are new to the city?"
Hearing this, the old city owner thought about it and said, "about 100000 people are staying in the homes of local people. We have been mobilizing for a long time to save the people. We even have money in our family..."
"Don't say it." Zhong Li Jing was not in the mood to listen to him. Instead, he rubbed his palm thoughtfully: "Ningan city has a population of 70000, plus the refugees who are now pouring in here, a total of about 200000 people."
"Yes..." The old city master nodded bitterly, his eyes full of doubts.
"Well, I see."
Zhong Lijing stood up indifferently and winked at the guard beside him: "tell me to go down, gather people and horses, and follow me."
Layout?
The old city master didn't understand the meaning of Zhong Lijing, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to follow him carefully.
"You stay in the house. Don't come out if you have nothing to do."
Clock from the mirror suddenly behind the old city master under the order.Smell speech, old city Lord footstep meal, stiff in place.
Watch the clock from the mirror to leave, waiting for no one in the hall, clock from the mirror this just sit on the chair.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead in a panic. The old city master couldn't help but have some palpitations: "what is the priest going to do?"
……
On the branches of the moon, the city Lord's house is silent.
The old city master is wandering in the hall. What's wrong with him.
In principle, even if the priest wants to observe the people, he should take him with him.
After all, as the Lord of the city, he knew Ning'an very well.
But why did the priesthood keep him in the house?
What is the purpose of taking so many people out in the middle of the night?
The master of the old city stood inside the threshold and looked up at the waning moon. He was silent for a moment.
"No...!"
A moment later, he opened his eyes and walked out.
Wearing a fox fur coat, the old city owner, with four family members, walked all the way on the deserted street.
The bloodstains along the way are mixed up in the street which has just been moistened by rain and dew, and there is a strong fishy smell.
It's like someone's been fighting.
"Lord of the city, I think you'd better go back and gather people and explore again."
Walked all the way, stepped on a foot of blood, behind a servant, dignified proposal way.
But the old city master still insisted on the idea in his heart and ignored it. He continued to run towards the South Gate with a tight face.
In the spacious area under the south gate, the cool wind was even colder. When I took the old city owner around the corner and saw the crowd in front of me, my face suddenly shook.
Under the gate, thousands of soldiers holding torches stood in awe, and stood neatly under the wall. On the wall, countless people were hanged on wooden pillars by ropes.
Those people, some of them were caught here by force without good clothes. All the old, children, women and children were saved.
The shrill cry, howling along the cold wind, made the old city master tremble and kneel on the ground in despair.
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