The sun rises in the east, and Ancheng, which is in a mess, has a different kind of vitality in Qi Yuan's eyes.
An Jiu pushed the city gate open and watched as a white line in the distance gradually approached. The cattle and sheep were driven towards An City by a line of wolves.
An Jiu looked at the whip thrust into his hand by Qi Yuan, and his ears were filled with the chaotic sounds of livestock.
The sounds of hundreds of cattle and sheep mingled together, which was simply maddening.
Qi Yuan patted An Jiu on the shoulder and then turned around and walked towards the city.
The people who had been sitting in the dry well all night felt uneasy when they heard the deathly silence in Anjo.
If the Mongolian soldiers were victorious, the city would never be so quiet, but if His Highness defeated the army and entered the city, it would also not be so quiet.
As for Qi Yuan's lonely family, the two brothers didn't believe it.
It is unimaginable that one person could defeat the city so quickly.
Lin Jing sat in the darkness with her eyebrows filled with sadness.
The long period of silence made everyone's inner anxiety more and more obvious.
If there is no hope, you will not despair. If you have expectations, you will naturally care about success or failure.
Ancheng is quiet. Now that Qiyuan has supplies, it is extremely short of people.
Compared with Ancheng's laxity, the other nine cities need a touch of the army.
But in the border town that experienced massacre, it was really a problem for Qi Yuan to find someone.
Qi Yuan stood by the well with a stone in his hand and started tapping it rhythmically.
Lin Zhi, who had been guarding the entrance of the cave, cautiously popped his head out when he heard the sound.
Qi Yuan raised the corners of his mouth when he saw Lin Zhi emerging like a mushroom.
"Master Lin is going to work soon."
Lin Zhi was speechless when he saw Qi Yuan, who was dressed in white and looked very noble, before he could be moved.
Lin Zhi raised his face and looked up at Qi Yuan again. He was about to open his mouth but remembered Lin Jing's words and couldn't help but slow down his tone.
"Did His Highness win? Where were the Mongolian soldiers?"
Qi Yuan touched the jade pendant around his waist and smiled.
"The loser won't stand here, Mongolian soldiers..."
Qi Yuan paused and smiled when he saw Lin Zhi's frown.
"Feeding the wolves, of course."
Lin Zhi glanced at Qi Yuan in surprise. He was about to open his mouth but was interrupted impatiently by Qi Yuan.
"So much talk? Let's get everyone out to work soon."
Lin Zhi was turned back by Qi Yuan's disgusted eyes, turned around and walked into the passage and disappeared at the bottom of the well.
Lin Zhi, who returned to the cave, looked calm but could not hide his joy. His pace became faster and faster, and he almost ran into the cave.
Lin Zhi's excited words suddenly sounded in the dark cave.
"Brother, brother! The Meng soldiers were defeated, the Meng soldiers were defeated!"
Lin Zhi ran to Lin Jing and hugged him tightly. Lin Zhi, who had always been strong, actually cried.
Lin Jing's eyes were confused, and she felt like a dream about this long-awaited news.
Lin Zhi's voice was choked with sobs, and the grief and anger he had suppressed since childhood suddenly burst out.
Lin Jing subconsciously patted her brother's back to comfort her, feeling a mixture of joy and sorrow in her heart.
The people leaning against the wall were at a loss when they heard that Meng Bing was defeated.
When something that you have been thinking about day and night suddenly comes true, you will inevitably feel in a trance, fearing that it is just a dream again.
Lin Zhi calmed down for a while, put aside his sadness and hatred again and smiled.
"Your Highness is outside, and the Mongolian soldiers have been fed to wolves by Your Highness. We can go out."
Lin Zhi announced the news to everyone in the darkness.
"Brother, I'll take you out."
Lin Zhi knelt down, and Lin Jing looked at her younger brother's thin shoulders with tears streaming down her face.
The nightmare of the past will not disappear, but he must live well and live well for A Zhi.
Lin Zhi carried Lin Jing on his back, and everyone in the darkness also supported each other and followed the two brothers into the passage.
An Jiu, who was returning from herding sheep outside the passage, looked at Qi Yuan, who was about to use his inner strength again, and kept staring at him aggrievedly.
Qi Yuan retreated angrily, "The young masters of the Lin family are coming out."
Seeing that Qi Yuan had given up his thoughts, An Jiu turned around and jumped into the bottom of the well.
The bottom of the well was not spacious, and as soon as Lin Zhi came out, he saw the cold-faced An Jiu.
Looking not in a good mood?
An Jiu clasped his fists towards Lin Zhi and the other two, "Master Lin, hold on tight."
An Jiu took Lin Jing from Lin Zhi's back, stepped on both sides, and flew away from the dry well.
Lin Jing covered her eyes with her sleeves and felt like she was in another embrace. Wait until your eyes gradually adjust to the light before slowly removing your sleeves.
The yard in my memory was overgrown with weeds and looked desolate.
Lin Jing looked at everything around her, familiar yet unfamiliar, and the suppressed nightmare came back.
It seemed that he had returned to the day when the city was massacred, and there were cries in his ears.
Qi Yuan saw Lin Jing frowning and interrupted.
"Master Lin, when can you start working?"
Qi Yuan's cold voice was close at hand. After hearing the words, Lin Jing raised her eyes to recover from the nightmare and saw Qi Yuan's delicate jawline.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Lin Jing's pupils were shaking. He thought it was Lin Zhi holding him, but he never expected that it was Qi Yuan.
Lin Zhi followed Qi Yuan and glanced at An Jiu's gloomy face. Why did he feel that the secret guard seemed angry?
Qi Yuan hugged Lin Jing and put her into the carriage. Lin Jing had known that the monarch and his ministers had different thoughts since she was enlightened.
Sitting in the soft carriage, Lin Jing watched Qi Yuan leave with agitated emotions.
His Royal Highness is indeed as he thought, a wise king worthy of following.
Lin Zhi was driven into the carriage by An Jiu and silently shut up when he saw the smile on Lin Jing's lips.
He knew that his eldest brother would be completely moved by the behavior of His Highness, a courteous corporal.
Lin Zhike knew too well, so he chose to remain silent in order to avoid being brainwashed himself.
The people behind the carriage sat in the carriage and looked at the deserted streets as if they were in another world.
"This used to be a tofu stall, and the tofu at Lao Tou's house was really tender."
"This shop used to be a silk and satin shop, and the business is booming."
“The Chaos stall here tastes the best.”
Everyone looked at the street and recalled the past, and for a moment their voices choked with sadness.
The bluestone stained red by blood has long since returned to normal, but those people, stalls and the scenes of the past will never come back.
Cleaning up the mess in Anseong after the war was a big project.
The remaining people were too skinny to do much work, but even though Qi Yuan was extremely short of men, they did not leave any life for the Mongolian soldiers.
The Mongolian troops are strong and the people are weak.
If the Mongolian soldiers were left behind, it would be a hidden danger. He was able to seize Ancheng by defeating the psychological defenses of the Mongolian soldiers, which was an opportunity.
If the Mongolian soldiers were left behind, they would only raise their butcher's knives high again after they recovered.
Therefore, Qi Yuan, who was weak and weak, would rather have trouble than retain Mongolian soldiers for temporary labor.
It just takes a while to cultivate, and he can slowly figure it out.
Wulimu's enemy was not Qi Yuan, but General Lin Li at the border.
Taskers who are anxious to get back to Daxuan for a share of the pie will not let Ulimu wander around for too long.
Now that Qi Yuan captured Ancheng and cut off the connection between Ulimu and the grasslands behind, the Urim army's combat power, which lacked food, must have declined.
Conditions have been created for the missionaries. If they cannot grasp this, Qi Yuan will consider killing the missionaries first and snatching the border troops.
