Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 190 190: Xiaocheng Chaos (Thirty)【Two in One】

   "Meow~~~Meow~~~"

   Kitten Sushang rubbed Chu Yao's fingers affectionately, and begged for some food from him by being cute. If Chu Yao didn't give it, it would keep looking at him with those innocent moist eyes. Chu Yao failed to harden his heart several times, and reluctantly took out dry food.

   "It is said that 'things are like the main body', but you are more pleasing to people than Qi Yuanliang." Chu Yao muttered in a low voice, and Su Shang couldn't understand human words. It only knows that after it is full, it needs to find a comfortable place to curl up, and it is best to have a **** shoveler to scratch it.

  It meowed and jumped into Chu Yao's arms, revealing its belly.

  Chu Yao: "..."

  He really doesn't like cats.

   It happened that Gong Shuwu came back at this time, so he handed over this troublesome thing. Gong Shuwu also took it with a good temper, and said: "I'm afraid it will not be peaceful tonight, sir, do you want to rest for a while to refresh your spirit? If there is a situation, call the sir to wake up?"

  Chu Yao: "That's fine."

  The literary mind he condensed for the second time is still unstable.

  The literary spirit leaks from time to time, and the state is very unstable. It takes a lot of time to cultivate and adjust. Only by cultivating enough energy can you better display your strength. Gong Shuwu said so, and he agreed to come down the steps.

  The two settled down in a deserted dwelling near the east gate of the city wall.

  There are few people here, and it is close to the front line.

  Chu Yao found a place to lean against, and after a while, a slight snore sounded. Su Shang didn't like the smell of sweat on Gong Shuwu's body very much, and he was uncomfortable being hugged by him. He meowed in aggrieved way, and the cat's claws grabbed his sleeves and tried to crawl out.

  Hearing that Chu Yao's breathing had stabilized, Gong Shuwu coaxed Su Shang in a low voice: "Su Shang, be good, be quiet, and don't disturb Mr. sleeping."

  Su Shang perseveres, making love with each other, trying to escape from the embrace of the big shit-shoveling officer. Gong Shuwu didn't dare to let it run around.

   I lost it, where can I catch the same one to pray for good?

   One person and one cat stalemate for a quarter of an hour.

  In the end, Su Shang lost his strength.

   Lie in Gong Shuwu's arms, stretched out, opened his mouth and yawned. Eyelids fight up and down as if filled with lead water. The front paws stepped on the hard arm muscles, and finally tilted his head, closed his eyelids, and slept soundly. Gong Shuwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   It is indeed the cat raised by Mr. Qi, just like him.

  As difficult as Mr. Qi.

  There was no one around, and Gong Shuwu also began to close his eyes and rest.

   Only after taking a few breaths, he keenly noticed that the aura of heaven and earth around him changed from orderly to chaotic and violent, and a certain order followed in the chaos. Gong Shuwu opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes fell on the source of the strange energy of heaven and earth—Chu Wuhui!

   Could it be that he has become obsessed?

  He stepped forward quickly, hesitating whether to wake up Chu Yao, and found that Chu Yao's forehead was covered with fine and dense hot sweat, the sweat dripped down the fragmented gray hair at the temples, across the cheeks and chin. The long eyebrows were tightly furrowed, leaving deep creases between the brows.

   At first glance, it looks like falling into some terrible nightmare.

  Gong Shuwu raised his hand and gently pushed Chu Yao's shoulder, calling softly: "Sir! Sir! Wake up, sir, wake up...how could this be?"

   Shake several times in a row.

  For light sleepers, enough to wake up.

   I don't know if Chu Yao is trapped in a nightmare and cannot extricate himself, so there is no sign of waking up. Gong Shuwu was worried that something might happen, put his fingers on Chu Yao's wrist, and a ray of gentle martial energy penetrated into his meridians. The moment of contact, it was forcefully bounced back.

  Gong Shuwu: "!!"

   How should this be done? ? ?

  The two children were not found, and something happened to Chu Yao.

  God seemed to hear his inner cry, Chu Yao's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes with a weak expression, and it took a long time for his sight to refocus. Gong Shuwu noticed it at the first time, stepped forward and said with concern: "Sir—you've woken up!"

  Chu Yao seemed to be still immersed in the aftertaste of the nightmare and could not regain his senses. After a few breaths, his five senses gradually returned to their original positions, and he gave a jolt. Looking up to see the surrounding scene clearly, he asked Gong Shuwu: "Half step, how long did I just sleep? Is there any movement from the rebels at the city gate?"

   "Half an hour before and after, the rebels have not moved yet."

  Chu Yao got up abruptly, and kept murmuring words that Gong Shuwu couldn't understand, and the syllables sounded like Chu's dialect.

   What kind of nightmare is it, the dialect is scared out?

  Gong Shuwu had doubts in his heart.

   "Sir, did you just have a nightmare?"

  Chu Yao shook his head: "It's not a nightmare."

  Gong Shuwu thought it was a trivial matter, so he stopped asking.

  Unexpectedly, Chu Yao said again: "It's 'the willows are dark and the flowers are bright'."

   Several question marks appeared on Gong Shuwu's face.

   "What do you mean—the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?"

Chu Yao: "That's my scribe's way-the mountain is heavy and the river is full of doubts, there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Another village's 'willows are dark and flowers are bright'. This scribe's way is not available unless it is desperate. I just fell into a dream, it suddenly started, and I saw a lot. Chaotic scene..."

   Gong Shuwu's expression became solemn.

  Is this a way of scribes that cannot be used in a desperate situation?

   In other words, they will soon face desperation?

  An inexplicable sense of crisis permeated his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "What did Mr. see in the dream? If you predict it in advance, can you avoid it?"

  Chu Yao said vaguely: "I'm afraid I can't avoid it."

  Gong Shuwu was astonished: "Is it a deadly situation?"

  The two of them have both civil and military skills, and I dare not say that thousands of troops can come and go freely, but it is not a problem to escape from Xiaocheng, unless they are unlucky and encounter a strong man whose level is much higher than them. But then again, how can Geng Country have such a tricky and ruthless character?

  Chu Yao said: "It's not us."

  Gong Shuwu reacted: "Is it Xiaocheng?"

  Chu Yao nodded feebly: "Yes."

  His Way of the Scholar will draw a lot of literary energy once activated. At this time, the Dan Mansion is empty, and the strong weakness is accompanied by dizziness, making him unable to stand firmly, and unable to sit back down.

   Then gasped for breath.

"I saw in my dream that the rebels blocked the city of Xiaocheng by 'surrounding but not attacking'. After a while, the city ran out of ammunition and food. The rebels threw the corpses of the people with the disease into the city. Rat delicacy... the disease spreads..."

  The tragedy after that doesn't need to be described in detail by him, but Gong Shuwu can imagine it to some extent. After hearing this, he smashed the low table by his hand with a slap. The movement of the wooden table falling apart woke up Su Shang, who was taking a nap in his arms, so he had no choice but to restrain his temper and comfort him one or two.

   Lowered his voice: "Siege but not attack? Are they crazy?"

  Soldiers value victory, not longevity.

  The city that can obviously take down the enemy in a day and a half, but why "only besiege but not attack", delaying time and fighting a protracted war!

   Is this delaying the enemy's time?

   This is obviously delaying our own food and grass! Although Sibao County is located at the junction of Geng State and Xin State, it will not be very difficult for the rebels under King Zhu to supply food and grass, but there will be a lot of loss during transportation.

  Frontline soldiers eat one stone, and the rear has to transport more than a dozen stones!

  Wang Xi burned his hands because of too much money?

   Or too much food and moldy?

  Chu Yao closed his eyes with a heavy heart: "Neither, the rebels played a good plan, not because they were stupid and playing bad chess."

   After speaking, he opened his eyes and met Shanggong Shuwu's gaze.

  The latter was uncomfortable being stared at by him, and subconsciously looked away.

   "Mr. Chu is saying...they have other plans, and they will not hesitate to waste tens of thousands of troops for more than a month???"

  Chu Yao said: "Yes."

   Gong Shuwu asked: "What is the purpose?"

  Chu Yao sighed and said: "Guo Xi, Xin Guo Guo Xi!"

  The short six words fell into Gong Shuwu's ears like six thunderclaps, or the kind that exploded directly in his ears. He froze in place in shock, unable to hear the outside voice clearly for a while, and didn't know what Chu Yao said again. For a long while, his fist tightened and then loosened, loosened and tightened again.

  Chu Yao: "Your Majesty, I am sure that someone in the rebel camp knows the approximate location of the Imperial Seal, so they did not hesitate to create a plague and massacre the city."

  The national seal is related to the national destiny.

  The fate of the country is closely related to the common people.

  Although the Kingdom of Xin is gone, the Seal of the State of Xin has not been completely severed from the people of the State of Xin, and the seal of the State of Xin still has a part of the fortune of the country. That person created the plague to massacre the city in order to use this method to quickly consume the country's luck. Once the national luck is exhausted, the national seal will be completely exposed.

  Chu Yao looked at Gong Shuwu solemnly.

Asked: "Actually, Qi Yuanliang and I have already guessed that 'Gongshuwu' is a pseudonym, and your real identity is 'Gong Wen', right? Before Xin Guoguo was destroyed, the whereabouts of 'Gong Wen' was unknown. Afterwards, Zheng Qiao ransacked Gong's house, and you are the only one missing. So..."

   Gong Shuwu also knew that his vest would not last long.

   Being exposed by Chu Yao face to face, he didn't feel panicked and furious, but instead had a feeling of "finally coming", letting go of a certain burden.

  He simply admitted: "Yes, I am Gong Wen."

Gong Shuwu happily confessed: "Before the capital was destroyed, the former lord summoned me into the palace privately and entrusted the imperial seal to me. I hope I can help the descendants of Xin to restore the country. Even if the country cannot be restored, this country Xi cannot fall into the hands of Zheng Qiao of Geng Kingdom..."

  What is the **** of the former ruler of Xin Kingdom?

  Don't Gong Shuwu know?

   It's just that their Gong family has to be loyal to the monarch because of Xin Guo's salary. He fled the capital overnight with the imperial seal, and wandered all the way, avoiding pursuit and killing. A short period of tranquility was obtained by pretending to be good, but I never expected that I still couldn't escape...

  Chu Yao was about to say something, when there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling outside the house, the two looked at each other, got up and pushed open the door.

  Outside the door, on the ground.

  A dead body that didn't even close its eyes.

  The corpse was emaciated, and the exposed arms, ankles, and calves were so skinny that the flesh was tightly attached to the bones. The cheeks are pale and thin, the cheeks are sunken, and the eye sockets are blue and black. Wearing shabby clothes that barely cover the body, exuding a strange stench.

   Gong Shuwu squatted down and took a breath.

  He said: "It's dead."

  The body was only slightly warm.

  Gong Shuwu suddenly heard what Chu Yao said just now, "the willows are dark and the flowers are bright", the way of scholars with a prophetic nature. He raised his head, and vaguely saw a human-shaped object jumping over the high city wall and falling into the city of Xiaocheng. With a bang, it landed in the alley next door.

  When this person landed, there was still heat.

  He lay softly on the ground.

  Blood was all over that sickly, distorted face with twitching muscles. It was a man in his forties. When he heard the movement, his eyeballs turned with difficulty in the direction of Chu Yao and his lips, and his lips fluttered a few times.

  Looking at the shape of the lips, it should be a call for help.

  He used the last of his strength, thinking that the cry for help was loud, but in fact it was broken, so weak that even the night wind at this time could blow it away. There were gurgling noises in the throat, blood spilled out of the mouth, and the eyeballs stopped moving after a while.

  Chu Yao closed his eyes heavily.

  The eyes don't look, but the brain keeps replaying what they saw in the dream.

  Plagues and diseases are rife, children are replaced by food, the filial city is empty, the people are waiting for death in despair, and the **** on earth is not an exaggeration.

   "Unheard of, unseen." He said softly.

When he was young, he was high-spirited and led troops to fight against Beimo. When he was frustrated, he experienced the destruction of Chu State, experienced exile on foot and wearing shackles, and came to Xiaocheng Yuehua Tower as a handyman, serving people without dignity ...Life is short for thirty-four years, he thinks he has experienced enough, but - he has not seen this scene before him!

   It's ridiculous!

   Is this really a picture that will happen in the Yangshi?

  Chu Yao's eyes flickered, his body swayed slightly, and he fell to one side. If it wasn't for Uncle Gong's eyes and hands to grab his shoulder quickly, he might hit the wall. Gong Shuwu called nervously: "Sir!"

  Chu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

  Swallowing the acid that was rolling in his throat, resisting the urge to vomit, he said in a weak and soft voice, "Find some firewood and burn these corpses."

  Gong Shuwu frowned: "Burn it? Won't it be buried?"

  Chu Yao said: "It's useless to bury it."

  The people in Xiaocheng can’t get enough to eat, and the rats are even more hungry. They will follow the smell to find all the food they can find, and burying the corpse will leave hidden dangers instead. It would be better to burn it clean and minimize the contact between healthy people and dead bodies.

  They knew the corpses were sick.

   But others don't know.

  Especially the soldiers guarding the city wall of Xiaocheng.

   "What are the rebels doing?"

   "I didn't cast the stone correctly..."

   "Bah! You wish someone could beat you to a pulp, right?" Pao Ze, who was guarding the city together, spat angrily.

   It would be nice to be able to save a little life.

   Another soldier said: "It seems that the one thrown is a human?"

  Most of them are ordinary people. Even if there are warriors, the level of martial arts is not high, and their night vision is limited, so they cannot clearly see the things thrown into the city. You can only tell what it is based on the approximate shape. He was laughed at by others after he finished speaking.

   "Vote? Hahaha, vote like this?"

   "If you throw it in, it will be smashed into meat, right?"

  Are you sure this is a divine soldier from heaven and not a yin soldier from heaven?

  With such a great force and such a high height, even a warrior of seventh or eighth rank would fall to his death. The soldiers didn't care at first, but instead focused on the rebel catapult.

  The catapult slammed for more than half an hour.

  The soldiers are preparing to take the call, and it turns out—

  The rebels pushed their catapults back.

gone back? ? ?

  The soldiers were stunned. After so long in the big battle, they threw dozens of people in just for the sake of bang bang bang? ? ?

this-

  What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd!

  Shen Tang and his party also paid close attention to the situation here.

  They could clearly see who was thrown in.

  Just a bunch of ragged ordinary people.

   If you insist on something special, it's probably because you're too thin. The adult male inside doesn't even weigh eighty pounds even on the belt bone.

  Shen Tang put down his hand covering his eyebrows.

   said: "What are the rebels doing?"

   It looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Zhai Le clasped his arms around his chest, tentatively analyzed: "Could it be possible to use this to frighten the people defending Xiaocheng and shake the morale of the army? But it doesn't make sense. With the strength of the rebel army, it only takes a day or two to take down Xiaocheng. Why do you need **** deterrents?"

  Shen Tang said suddenly: "I'm a little worried."

  Zhai Le: "What are you worried about?"

  Shen Tang: "These people who were thrown in..."

   Doesn't look very healthy...

   |ω`)

   I plan to buy a cherry green switch and have a look. You can only feel it when typing.

  (end of this chapter)