When Huang Ran saw the flag, he exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't this the Three Thousand Battalion stationed near Yuncheng?"
"That's right!" The people behind him shouted happily, "Great! We are saved! They must have gotten the news and came to help us!"
The rest of the people also cheered: "General Shen Yi of the Three Thousand Battalion is the most capable general beside the prince! With him here, it is like His Royal Highness is here in person. His Highness will definitely find a way to help us tide over the difficulties!"
Everyone cheered and ran over.
Zhao Ben stepped forward to stop him: "Everyone, please be careful! General Shen has a good relationship with Mr. Song. If he brings troops to Yuncheng, he will contact Mr. Song as soon as possible! But just now we have been in the Yamen and have not seen him at all. Others! Not to mention, something like that happened in the Yamen!"
Everyone hesitated when they heard what he said.
At this time, the people running at the front were seen by the soldiers on the city gate, and they immediately pointed their bows at them.
"Who?" the soldier asked.
Zhao Ben hurriedly raised his hands and stepped forward, explaining his purpose.
Just as the soldier was about to reply, a blue shadow flashed out. The silver armor on his body shone coldly in the night, and his half-white hair was particularly conspicuous in the night.
Blue clothes, silver armor and white hair were the deepest impression that General Shen Yi of the Three Thousand Battalion had on the people of Yuncheng.
Zhao Ben felt hot in his heart and shouted: "Brother Shen! It's me! I'm Zhao Ben!"
Shen Yi glanced at him without saying a word.
Zhao Ben continued: "Brother Shen, something happened to the county government! You took over the city defense, why didn't you..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold arrow suddenly roared and shot straight into his chest!
Zhao Ben was shocked. He dwarfed and rolled on the ground, barely avoiding the arrow!
"What are you doing?" Huang Ran exclaimed.
"There is a big epidemic in Yuncheng. The crown prince has ordered that the entire city be sealed off and no one is allowed to go out! Violators will be killed!" Shen Yi said loudly.
"But we didn't want to go out!" Everyone cried out, "We originally wanted to seek revenge from General Shen..."
Before the word "letter" could be spoken, an arrow shot straight into his throat!
The man fell on his back, his eyes still wide open!
Everyone was shocked and fled in all directions.
However, no matter how fast their legs were, they could not compare with the soldiers' arrows, and soon several more people fell to the ground and died.
Zhao Ben struggled to save several people and asked them to escape quickly, but like a cheetah, he climbed up from the shadow of the city wall. After knocking down several soldiers in succession, he successfully climbed up the city wall.
Just when he was thinking about how to get close to Shen Yi, he felt a sudden chill on his neck, and blood immediately poured out! .z.br>
He covered his neck and stared at Shen Yi who was so close.
Shen Yi walked towards him with a grin and leaned down to look at him.
When their eyes met, Zhao Ben's eyes were completely split!
"You're not Brother Shen!" His eyes were bloodshot, "Who are you? What on earth are you going to do?"
Fake Shen Yi didn't answer, and just joked with the soldiers around him: "He can actually see through me? He obviously pretends to be like me! Even the soldiers in his army didn't notice it! How did you see it?"
When Zhao Ben heard the word "soldier in the army", his heart suddenly fell to the bottom!
There is no doubt that the Three Thousand Battalion, like Yuncheng, has also fallen!
The Three Thousand Battalion at this time was indeed miserable. Soldiers suffering from abdominal pain and vomiting blood could be seen everywhere. Their heads were beheaded alive and built in the same shape as a small government pavilion.
The thieves took this for fun, kicking people's heads in Cuju. On one side were the screams of the soldiers, and on the other side were the sounds of their play and joy. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was hell on earth!
Shen Yi was tied to the flagpole in the military camp. Seeing his soldiers being so abused, his bloodshot and angry eyes almost bulged out of his sockets!
"Looking at this situation, do you feel uncomfortable?" Someone asked with a smile, the green-faced fanged mask on his face dripping with blood, "Ten years ago, you and Xiao Lin killed us like this when we were in Yuncheng! A gentleman's revenge, ten years ago It’s not too late! This time, you are all dead!”
Imperial Palace, Emperor Xiao’s mourning hall.
Xiao Lin screamed and woke up from the nightmare.
"Your Highness!" Li Rufeng rushed in quickly, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Lin wiped the cold sweat from his face and shook his head: "It's okay, I suddenly remembered the battle in Yuncheng ten years ago..."
What is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood? What is hell on earth?
That's it.
He entered the military camp at the age of ten and was already a battle-hardened veteran by the age of fifteen. However, the most difficult battle he fought in his life was in Yuncheng. The most vicious people he encountered were the rebels!
At that time, he led a strange army into the city. In order to open the city gate to welcome the reinforcements, he killed the soldiers until their swords were curled and the people went crazy.
When the battle was over, they were unable to control their tense bodies, and the weapons in their hands seemed to grow in the palms of their hands. Their palms remained bent for too long, and they could not bend them back for a whole day. After that, they slept for three full days. After three days and nights, I felt like I was back in the human world.
"Okay, why did Your Highness suddenly think of Yuncheng?" Li Rufeng twisted a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.
"I don't know!" Xiao Lin shook his head, "I feel uneasy for no reason!"
"Your Highness has been working too hard during this period!" Li Rufeng said, "You have to keep vigil and deal with state affairs. It's almost all night long, and you can't help but have random thoughts!"
"No matter what it is, let's send someone to Yuncheng to take a look!" Xiao Lin said, "Shen Yi also asked him to be more vigilant and not let go of any suspicious situations!"
Li Rufeng nodded: "I will make arrangements now!"
"What did you find by staring at the secret guards in each camp?" he asked again.
"Nothing has happened yet!" Li Rufeng shook his head.
"Keep staring!" Xiao Lin said, paused, and was about to say something when he suddenly frowned and looked in the direction of Emperor Xiao's coffin!
"What's wrong?" Li Rufeng asked.
"I seem to have heard something..." Xiao Lin quickly approached the coffin, opened the lid and looked inside.
Emperor Xiao lay there quietly, with nothing unusual.
Xiao Lin stared at him for a moment and suddenly said: "Rufeng, have you noticed that his face seems better than when he died?"
Li Rufeng looked over and was startled: "His face seems to be more rosy than before! But, is this normal? When he was wearing the shroud, the palace people helped him tidy up his appearance. In order to make him look better, they would inevitably put on rouge. Pink or something! Is this because the rouge has spread?"
Xiao Lin didn't say anything, just stared at Xiao Emperor. After a long while, his body suddenly bent slightly, and his whole body was pressed against Xiao Emperor's body!
"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Li Rufeng was startled.
"Stop talking!" Xiao Lin waved his hand.
Li Rufeng kept silent.
Xiao Lin lay on Xiao Di's chest and listened carefully. There were various subtle sounds in his ears, including the popping sound of lanterns exploding, the sound of leaves falling under the eaves in the wind, and he even heard Li Rufeng's obviously accelerated heartbeat.
But there was no strange sound like that that just passed by my ears.
That sound was like the sound of maggots squirming among the rotting corpses.
But Emperor Xiao had only passed away for two or three days, and in this weather, it was absolutely impossible for him to rot.
