Da Bong fights more people

"Wan County fell, the defenders were wiped out, the great Confucian Zhang Shen disappeared, and his life and death are unknown... Qi Guangbo connived at the rebels and refugees to plunder and massacre the city, and Wan County was turned into ruins overnight. …”

"Guo County near Dongling fell. The guard Zhao Guang evacuated with two thousand remnants. Sun Xuanji left the camp without a trace..."

"Songshan County fell, and more than half of the Flying Beast Army was lost. The defender Zhu Jun led his troops to meet the enemy. They fought to the death and died of exhaustion. Xu Xinnian led a total of 800 remnants of the Gu tribe, and 300 defenders withdrew. The enemy general Zhuo Haoran chased him down, Xu Xinnian was stabbed in the body, and his life and death are unknown..."

Overnight, Qingzhou's second line of defense completely collapsed, and the Qingzhou Army suffered heavy losses.

This caused Qingzhou's high-level officials to lose control of the situation. Apart from the shock and horror, it caused some disturbance and panic.

"Everyone, Qingzhou can no longer be kept. This official has decided to retreat to Yongzhou."

Yang Gong took a deep breath, slowly scanned the officials and staff in the hall, and said in a deep voice, "Go and prepare for the evacuation."

The so-called many matters include the emptying of major granaries, military supplies, silver taels, and the forced relocation of people.

Of course, according to the old rules, the migrating people are the country gentry class, not the real bottom people.

This is not to say that people are treated like dogs, but that in times of war, the people at the bottom really have no value.The gentry and aristocrats have money, food, and people, and if they win over them, the court can get corresponding rewards (benefits).

And the people at the bottom have nothing, so they have to give up if they have to give up, otherwise they will be overwhelmed and drag down the court.

All the officials stood up silently, saluted Yang Gong, and left the lobby silently, each busy.

In the huge hall, there was no one in an instant, and it was silent.

Sunshine came in from the latticed window, and the chief minister, sitting in the hall, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

.............

Yongxing year, winter.

Qingzhou fell, and the governor Yang Gong led the remaining troops to retreat to Yongzhou and confronted the Yunzhou army.

The world shakes.

Chapter 92 Fear

Late at night, Si Tianjian.

Song Qing lay on the table and fell into a deep sleep. There were all kinds of alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal fire in the alchemy furnace was still warm.

At a certain moment, Song Qing woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw a white dress beside her.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Senior Brother Sun. His face was depressed, his eyes were dim, and he was silently looking at him.

There is also a white ape beside him.

"Brother Sun, why are you back?"

Song Qing yawned and said:

"Isn't it fighting in Qingzhou? I'm not here to ask for equipment again. Please let me go. Didn't I just give you a batch of equipment a while ago. Brother, I only sleep for an hour a day, and Iron Man also needs to rest. .”

He complained naggingly.

Sun Xuanji didn't speak, the white ape beside him hesitated and said in a low voice:

"Teacher Jianzheng, he may have died."

The complaints stopped in summer, and Song Qing was stunned.

At this time, Sun Xuanji fell to the ground with a bang, blood overflowed from the seven orifices, and the breath of life passed away quickly.

Song Qing's heart trembled, and while frantically taking out the elixir from the storage bag, she said in a trembling voice:

"What, what's going on, Senior Brother Sun"

Yuan Hufa stood aside, looked at Sun Xuanji, and said in a low voice:

"In order to find out the truth about the fall of the prisoner, he went to the battlefield himself."

After Song Qing felt her pulse, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Sun Xuanji was wounded to his origin, his meridians were cut off, his internal organs were exhausted, and his soul was also weakened to the extreme.

Such an injury is enough to pose a fatal threat to a warlock.

The reason why he was able to return to Sitianjian with a white ape was probably due to some obsession in his heart.

Seeing Song Qing's thoughts, Yuan Hufa said quietly:

"It's the wildfire of vengeance that propels him back to Sitianjian."

Star Observatory, underground.

Zhong Li stared blankly at Song Qing, under the messy black hair, her eyes were bright, as if they were shining with water.

"Teacher Supervisor, are you dead?"

she murmured.

Song Qing said "Hmm" in a low voice, no grief could be seen on his face, but the numbness made him even more mournful.

"Xu Pingfeng, the head of the Dizong, the Bodhisattva of the Jia Luoshu, and the White Emperor, the White Emperor in Yunzhou." Song Qing said in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Sun saw them, they killed Teacher Jianzheng."

Seeing that Zhong Li remained silent for a long time, Song Qing said:

"I'll go to the palace and tell the little emperor."

He turned and left, and the ground fell into eternal silence.

After a long time, Zhong Li lifted up the wooden box beside him, caressed the surface of the box, and burst into tears:

"You want revenge, you want to avenge Teacher Jianzheng!"

It was daylight, and the torches were burning on the top of the capital city in the twelfth lunar month of winter, unable to dispel the bone-chilling chill.

The dew soaked the surface of the city wall and condensed into ice in the cold night, freezing the city wall as hard as steel.

The soldiers on duty at the top of the city held spears, and their hands were covered with frostbite. From time to time, they took a breath of hot air into their palms, or stretched out their hands close to the torch to keep warm in the cold night.

"Da da da!"

The sound of horseshoes came from far and near to the ears of the soldiers on duty at the top of the city.

In the cold night, a fast horse rode to the bottom of the city with a whip, and slammed the reins. Under the watchful eyes of the guards at the top of the city, he roared hoarsely: