Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 188 188: Xiaocheng chaos (28) [two in one]

  Shen Tang woke up smelling the smell of food.

   Open your eyes, a big leaf is covering your head.

   What the **** is this?

  Shen Tang froze for a moment, then raised his hand to brush it away. Without the obstruction of the leaves, the gorgeous golden light hanging above her head shone on her, making it hard to open her eyes. Shen Tang stood up with one arm on the ground, only to realize later that his arms were weak, and his stomach was rumbling and singing empty plans.

  At this time, a familiar man's voice came from above his head, vaguely revealing a bit of joy and relief: "Mr. Shen Xiaolang is awake."

  Zhai Le laughed and joked: "I'm right, cook a pot of fragrant and thick minced meat, Brother Shen will wake up naturally when he's hungry."

  Shen Tang: "..."

  Hearing this name, you don't need to look up to know who it is.

   Half sat up and asked, "Where are we now?"

  Just waking up, she was still a little confused.

   "Still outside Xiaocheng."

  Shen Tang asked: "Is there any news about them?

"Not yet." Qi Shan shook his head regretfully, and then said in relief, "But Chu Wuhui and Uncle Gong are both veterans in the battlefield, and if they work together, even the brave warrior from last night can't keep him, Shen Xiaolang Don't worry about their safety."

  Shen Tang had no choice but to temporarily suppress his worries.

   "Are you hungry?"

  Shen Tang had a pale face, looked lacklustre, and said weakly, "Hungry, I'm starving to death, I don't have much strength."

  Qishan turned around and filled a bowl of meat porridge in a rough wooden bowl.

   After taking the bowl of meat porridge, he was about to put it to his mouth and drink it up, when the scene of the rebel camp yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind, and all he could see was the chaotic scene. Cattle and sheep wrapped in flames ran wild in the rear camp, and the rebel soldiers tried their best to fight the fire but lost their lives.

  Screaming screams rose into the sky amidst the swaying flames, and the air was filled with the strange smell of burning wood and fat.

  As soon as he thought of the smell, Shen Tang instantly lost his appetite for a feast, and held the moderately warm meat porridge in both hands without saying a word.

  Qi Shan asked: "But it's not to your liking?"

   If it doesn't suit your appetite, you can only make do with it. His cooking skills are only at this level. If you want to eat what you like, you can only wait for Chu Yao to come back.

  Shen Tang replied: "I suddenly lost my appetite."

   Seeing her put the wooden bowl aside, Qi Shan didn't force her to drink it, but she couldn't help but complain in her heart—not Shen Tang, of course, but Chu Yao. In the past, Mr. Shen Xiaolang could eat anything, but when Chu Yao came, he learned to be picky eaters!

so what?

   This is all Chu Yao's fault!

  Although Shen Tang didn't know what was going on in his mind, he didn't want to cause any misunderstanding: "I suddenly remembered last night, and I don't want to touch meat for the time being."

   After speaking, I felt a little hypocritical. Under the current conditions, a mouthful of food is a luxury that ordinary people can't ask for, let alone a big bowl of meat porridge. The temperature is just right, most likely it was specially warmed by Qishan, so that she can taste it when she wakes up.

   "That's the case, it's because I didn't think well."

  The meat porridge was not wasted, and it ended up in Zhai Le's stomach.

   At this time, Shen Tang had the time to observe the surrounding situation.

   A group of people are in a hidden mountain depression, with cliffs on three sides, and a stream running across the only exit, which is a good hiding place. Not far away, you can see the figures of busy soldiers, and the clothes of these soldiers are still very familiar...

  Shen Tang suddenly remembered something.

  At this time, Yang Duwei's loud voice rang in his ears.

   "The righteous man has finally woken up."

  Shen Tang suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth.

   A little unnaturally said: "This soldier is good..."

  She remembered it.

  I was exhausted last night, coupled with the injuries from the battle, I was extremely exhausted, and fell asleep as soon as I reached a safe place, and slept without dreams until dawn. The person who responded to them was the unlucky guy who was robbed of tax money by her——Lieutenant Yang, the garrison of Xiaocheng!

   "I don't dare to be a soldier or something. Just call me 'Old Yang' by a righteous man. I have heard about the heroic feats of a righteous man from Mr. Zhai, and I admire him very much. He really is a hero born out of a boy."

  Lieutenant Yang has a face with Chinese characters, beard, thick eyebrows, and majestic black eyes, with the pupils leaning upwards, looking at him with a bit of inhuman arrogance. An outsider looked at him and thought he was stubborn and fierce, but at this moment he forcibly squeezed out a bit of kindness.

  Who doesn't say something awkward after reading it?

  Shen Tang: "..."

   Let her comment, this smile can scare a class of children to tears. Scary is scary, and horrifying is horrifying, but Shen Tang still got the kindness released by others. Putting on the expression of a humble and obedient baby, he said with all his mouth: "Don't dare to be, don't be."

  Lieutenant Yang's impression of Shen Tang was greatly improved!

  It is rare to see such a young man who is capable, upright, serving the people rather than profiting, young but not proud, humble and polite!

  Especially when Shen Tang asked him about Xiaocheng and the situation of the rebel army, and whether the rebel army would withdraw after the food and supplies were burned, Captain Yang admired Shen Tang even more.

   Trying to squeeze out a kind smile, stroking his beard: "I have sent people to investigate, and if there is an intention to withdraw troops, I will immediately send a message to the garrison in the city, and then attack from inside and outside!"

  Actually, Duwei Yang wanted to send troops to attack at night last night.

  Considering that the number of our own side is too small, the situation of the rebel camp is unknown, and the risk of a surprise attack is too great, we give up under Zhai Huan's persuasion.

  Shen Tang: "Attack from inside and outside? But I think that the top priority should be to transfer the people as soon as possible, with the style of rebels, wait for them to recover, and wait for the people to retaliate by thunder."

  Yang Duwei also has this concern. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching quickly. It turned out that the scouts he had sent had rushed back. Seeing the scout's pale face, he rarely calmed down: "Don't worry, just speak slowly."

   In Yang Duwei's opinion, even if it is not good news, it will not be bad news, and there is always a relaxed smile on the corner of his lips.

  Who knows—

  The intelligence of the scouts was like a bolt from the blue.

   Slashed him until his head went blank.

   More than two hours ago, the rebels increased their troops by 20,000!

  Yang Duwei stood up suddenly, breaking his voice in anxiety.

   "An increase of 20,000 troops? Where did the 20,000 troops come from?"

  But the scouts were afraid of revealing their identities, so they didn't dare to inquire too much. At this time, they didn't know what to ask, and they were so anxious that their foreheads were sweating, for fear that Captain Yang would suddenly violently kill people. Qishan, Shen Tang, Zhai Le and Zhai Huan who just approached, all of them turned pale instantly.

  I thought that the night attack and burning of the rear camp of the rebels would give them a respite, and no matter how bad it was, they could squeeze out a few days and take the opportunity to transfer the people of Xiaocheng. Just at this juncture, 20,000 additional soldiers appeared. Did the 20,000 soldiers and horses fall from the sky? ? ?

  Yang Duwei knew the weight of the 20,000 soldiers better than anyone else, and his hands and feet were cold in panic, and he murmured: "There has been no movement before..."

  Zhai Huan: "The battle situation is changing rapidly. If all the news is under control, the rebels will not form the current climate."

  Shen Tang was worried about the people in the city.

   "What do we... now do?"

  The current lineup of the rebel army, even a blind person can see that Xiaocheng can't hold it anymore. Be optimistic and break the city tomorrow; be pessimistic and break the city in the afternoon. Anyway, it will only be two days.

   Now I can only hope that the Lord General is not some bloodthirsty person.

but-

   Sometimes whether to slaughter a city or not to slaughter a city, the will of the general is not important, what is important is the will of the general's immediate superior. If someone wants to "kill chickens to scare monkeys", no matter how merciful the lord general is, he will have to give the order. Think about the psychopathy of Zheng Qiao's family... there is little hope.

Zheng Qiao used extremely **** means to capture Sibao County back then, and now it is the turn of the two ruthless brothers who have been tortured by him for many years—ah, there is a generation gap between the brain circuits of normal people and neuropathy, and it is extremely difficult for the former to predict what the latter will do. What shameful thing to do.

  For a while, a sad and dignified atmosphere enveloped everyone.

  Can the common people really only seek happiness for themselves?

  Yang Duwei clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "If Xiaocheng is doomed, I swear to fight the traitors to the last drop of blood!"

  He already had the determination to die.

   Zhai Le's expression moved slightly, and he wanted to persuade Captain Yang to think again, but Captain Yang's relatives and family members were all in the city, so it was useless to say anything at the moment, so he simply silenced and kept silent.

  Shen Tang hinted: "How about sneaking into the city to save people?"

  Yang Duwei knew what she meant.

  With the strength of his tenth-rank Zuo Shuzhang, no matter whether he chooses to surrender to save his family or sneak into the city to save others, theoretically, he has a very high probability of keeping his relatives' bloodlines.

but-

  He glanced at the tired and desperate faces of the soldiers around him, and he hesitated in grief, but still shook his head firmly.

  Yang Duwei said: "This is not feasible."

  Shen Tang asked: "Why?"

Yang Duwei smiled wryly: "One person's strength is limited, and he can save three or five people but not three or five thousand. The soldiers chose me, and they did not choose to run away after going through hardships all the way. They not only worried about their families but also trusted me. They believed in me, and I How can you turn your back on them?"

  Shen Tang was stunned.

  Whether it's Captain Yang's eyes or his expression, it clearly shows that he is ready to give up his life.

   Seeing that everyone was unhappy, Zhai Le said: "Don't be so pessimistic! Maybe, maybe there won't be a massacre of the city? Such **** and brutal things don't happen often..."

  The two sides are at war, and after one side wins, it will attack the civilians who have no power to restrain the chicken. It will be cast aside and cause public outrage.

  As long as the victor still has face, he will generally not do this.

at the same time-

  The head of the rebel camp has changed its owner.

  The bearded man who was proud and arrogant before sat obediently on the lower left, and the barbarian he didn't like sat on the lower right opposite him.

   At the head of the main account sits what he calls "the old thing".

   is his own father.

   It's just that this father has been sullen since he came here, his eyes are not eyes, his nose is not his nose, and he was arrested and reprimanded for half an hour in front of all the generals. The content of the reprimand includes but is not limited to last night's fire attack...

   Oh, and there's old scores.

  As the bearded man guessed, all the blame was thrown on him, and the real culprit had nothing to do with it, and he was still playing with a few round and shiny pearls in his hands.

   Seeing his son's face full of displeasure, the old general threw a string of Buddhist beads at the bearded man: "Do you understand?"

  The bearded man said perfunctorily, "Understood."

   As for what the old man scolded?

  He didn't remember at all.

   It must be the content of changing the soup without changing the medicine.

   When he got down, he saw a strange and cold mocking smile on the face of the barbarian opposite him, and he was instantly angry.

"why are you laughing?"

   "It's nothing, it's just a pity for the beautiful family of my brother-in-law."

  The bearded man almost exploded when he heard that.

   scolded: "Beast, you actually covet your brother and sister-in-law?"

The other generals in the main tent showed weird expressions, and the old general was so angry that he grabbed something and threw it at the bearded man: "You are a beast! How can you talk to your brother-in-law if you are not filial? Ah Nian has always respected himself, he can Fancy your Yingying Yanyan?"

  The bearded man was not happy when he heard it.

  What does it mean for that barbarian to respect and love himself?

   In other words, is he dissolute and frivolous?

  What happened to his Yingying Yanyan?

  Which man doesn't have three or five women in his backyard?

  Youth: "Father."

   There was a bit of pleading in his eyes.

  Although the people present were either the old general’s private subordinates, subordinate officials, or trusted confidantes, all of them were his own people, but it’s not a good thing to praise yourself for exposing your family’s ugliness.

  When the old general saw the young man, his anger immediately dropped by half.

  He waved his hand wearily: "Okay, for the sake of Ah Nian's pleading, don't quarrel with your unfilial son, take it down!"

  Looking at his father's confidant walking towards him, the bearded man's face was livid: "Don't catch me, this general can walk by himself!"

  He thought he was warned by the old man to ground him.

   Unexpectedly, he was taken to an open space.

  The open space still had the black marks from last night's burning. Soldiers set up a pile of firewood and placed a huge pottery urn here.

  He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

   "What is this for?"

   After a while, he knew.

  His beloved concubine was dragged over by two little soldiers like chickens. The concubine had never seen this battle before, her face paled with fright, and she kept calling for help from him. The bearded man was anxious and angry, and scolded: "Let her go! Are you desperate?"

  Dare to touch his woman?

   Just ignored him.

  He wanted to step forward to kick the soldiers away, but he was caught by the shoulders of the old man's henchmen on the left and right, and he couldn't move at once.

  The match was lit, and the pottery urn was filled with clean water.

  The bearded man looked dumbfounded and his head went blank.

  Vaguely, he realized something, turned his head suddenly to look in the direction of the main tent, and shouted loudly, the voice was successfully transmitted to the main tent, but no one responded. After a while, I heard the woman's high-pitched and sharp begging for mercy, as well as the sound of splashing in the water.

  As time went by, the voice became more and more shrill and terrifying.

   I don't know how long it has passed, the voice gradually lowered until it disappeared.

  The young man always sits upright at the lower right.

   It's just that no one noticed, his hands hanging on his knees slowly, slowly, clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands stretched out, his nails dug into the soft flesh of his palm, pinching out drops of blood.

  The others also listened quietly.

   Not long after, the bearded man was brought in.

  His face was pale, and his forehead was sweating.

  The whole person seemed to have had all the bones removed from his body, and he sat on the ground weakly, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

   After a while, he murmured to his father, "Why?"

  From the outside, the old general is a kind-looking middle-aged man. Although he is very old, he is still burly and tall, and he does not look stony and thin like this old man should have: "Because that is the spy sent by Xiaocheng's thieves to lurk by your side."

  The bearded man retorted subconsciously.

"she is not!"

   That concubine is obviously the eldest daughter of his nanny!

  The family background is so innocent, people from Geng Kingdom!

   Has nothing to do with Xiaocheng!

   (`)

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  (end of this chapter)