After the New Year, the earth has warmed up a little.
The heavy snow that had been falling all day long years ago has gradually stopped, and the weather seems to be changing towards the warm sun every day.
But the heavy snow on the roadside has not yet melted and is still accumulating there.
The unpaved road was still muddy, extending all the way from the south to the official road connection in the outer suburbs of Bianzhou.
The battle between Liang and Jin that took place in Luzhou two years ago ended in the Liang Kingdom's defeat.
This is the first time in recent years that Liang Guo has suffered such a heavy blow, and it even feels like it has been severely damaged. The people living in Bianzhou City still remember the number of officials who were taken to the vegetable market and beheaded a while ago.
Since Zhu Wen ascended the throne, he has become increasingly cruel and self-centered.
Therefore, the people who had been hungry for a year near Bianzhou began to migrate south again.
Compared with the constant war in the north every year, they yearn for the relatively peaceful life in the legendary Wuyue and Chu lands.
Of course, some of them separated from the fleeing army and headed towards Qi Country to the west.
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A roadside tea stall was filled with passers-by at some point.
The noisy voices mixed with the heat rising from the teacups on all sides, forming a contrast with the group of refugees migrating southward on the road.
"Brother..."
Lu Linxuan sat at a small table slightly closer to the roadside and looked at the numb faces of everyone in the refugee team. Looking north, there was no end in sight. At this moment, she finally frowned and looked at Li Xingyun, who was sitting opposite her.
"How come there are so many people fleeing to the south? There were a group of people fleeing the drought last year, but there are still so many this year..."
"Hey, girl doll, I see you're not from Liang, right?"
As soon as Lu Linxuan finished speaking, a bald man sitting on the small table next to them took over the conversation instantly.
The bald head looked at Lu Linxuan and the young man sitting opposite her who was wearing a hat covering half of his face, then he groped his head and smacked his lips.
"Years ago, the Liang Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom fought in Luzhou. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have never seen that scene. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood are what describe the scene in Luzhou at that time..."
"Luzhou? Luzhou is the territory of the Jin State, right?"
Li Xingyun frowned a little. He and his junior sister had stayed in the Jianlu in Qingcheng Mountain for half a year, so they were naturally far behind on news from the outside world, but he could vaguely remember that Luzhou was the gateway to the Central Plains from the Jin Kingdom.
"My little brother is right. Luzhou was indeed the territory of the Jin State before, but Emperor Liang also wanted it very much. He sent 100,000 troops to surround Luzhou half a year ago. Think about it, 100,000 troops. , that day people ate enough to feed the families, and there was a severe drought in the Central Plains. Ordinary people had been unable to get food for a long time, and this happened again. It would be better if Daliang won the battle. But in the end..."
At this point, the bald man's voice suddenly dropped. After darting his eyes left and right for a long time, he looked at Lu Linxuan with a curious face and said with a proud smile: "But in the end, this Luzhou City was destroyed by Daliang." We took it, but after only holding it for three days, it was snatched back by that prince of Jin Dynasty... And I heard that a hundred thousand people went, but not even ten thousand came back! Who would dare in such a situation? Stay here in the north. I guarantee that we will hit Bianzhou one day..."
Maybe there was a beautiful woman in front of him, and the bald man was speaking vigorously, but fortunately, he hadn't finished painting his head, and he stopped speaking in time before the last sentence could be finished.
Fortunately, the tea stall was noisy, passers-by were in a hurry, and the tables on both sides were very close to each other, so no one paid attention to the words of the bald man.
Seeing the clear look on Lu Linxuan's face, the big man still had a little bit of pride on his face.
"Sister, listen to my brother, you have to be careful in Bianzhou these days, otherwise you may be one of those fleeing to the south in the future..."
Lu Linxuan didn't take this man's words to heart, he just smiled politely at him and turned his head back.
There was a reason why she and Li Xingyun were waiting at this tea stall.
And if the big man looked more carefully, he could find that the people sitting at the two tables next to him had bulging waists under their cotton-padded clothes.
These simple men who casually brag and chat while drinking tea have a thick layer of calluses on their lips.
But the bald man didn't pay attention to this. He just looked away from Lu Linxuan without interest.
These days, there are not many such pretty girls.
At this time, behind the endless refugee queue that could be seen to the north, there was suddenly a burst of chaotic movement.
Li Xingyun lowered his head slightly and covered half of his face with a bamboo hat. Now he finally raised it and looked towards the north.
Everyone in the tea stall naturally looked towards the movement over there.
But it was a group of people galloping towards the south on horseback.
The bald man could see at a glance that the black and red armor on these people was the iconic costume of the Xuanming Sect!
The bald man subconsciously turned his eyes away with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at these people again, so he could not see the group of Xuanming Cult troops gathered in the middle, but there were two figures, one black and one white.
Lu Linxuan's eyes turned red instantly, staring intently at the black and white Wuchang duo coming south.
"Junior sister."
However, Li Xingyun tilted his head slightly, blocking her gaze with his body, and his eyes were just burning.
"Don't alert the enemy, let them pass before we talk."
While speaking to Lu Linxuan, he also glanced at the other two tables, and then nodded slightly.
Lu Linxuan's sight was blocked, but the hatred in his heart was not reduced at all. He still bit his lip, clenched his fists, and showed resentment on his face.
The fleeing team that was moving slowly in the middle of the road was forced to dodge to the side, allowing Black and White Wuchang and the Xuanming Sect's people to pass by.
Li Xingyun tilted his head, drinking tea slowly, and listened to the movement behind him with his ears raised.
A group of people from the Xuanming Sect rode horses and galloped past quickly.
After a while, Li Xingyun put down the tea cup in his hand, and then pulled Lu Linxuan, who still had a slightly sad face, to stand up.
The bald man next to him also noticed at the same time that the people at the two tables around him also stood up.
Li Xingyun nodded to them, put the tea money on the table, and turned around and walked out of the tea stall.
In an instant, the tea stall was mostly empty.
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The hooves of the fast-running horse were suddenly stopped, and then there were more than ten sounds of the horse being stopped.
"Brother, something is indeed wrong..."
Bai Wuchang looked solemnly, looking at Hei Wuchang who was also confused next to him.
With her and Hei Wuchang's skills now increasing, they naturally noticed Lu Linxuan's murderous gaze immediately.
Although it was blocked by Li Xingyun in time, it also made them notice Li Xingyun's figure.
This person is actually somewhat similar to His Highness...
But the message from His Highness is that he is currently in Qi Country...
It can only be that person.
Black and White Wuchang looked at each other, and both could see the shock in the other's eyes.
