"Official, look, someone has escaped from the South City Gate!"

Tan Hu pointed ahead and shouted on tiptoe.

Xu Ping looked at the messy crowd in the distance, some of which were big and small, some of which were dragging their children, and old and young, and headless flies to the south.

Shaking his head, Xu Ping sighed, "But I didn't expect that the Jia family was so ungrateful that they let these ordinary people take the lead. Their family has been operating here for more than a hundred years. Are you not afraid of losing all your hearts when doing this?"

"People's hearts? Officials are highly respectful to these local chiefs! If they pay attention to people's hearts, how could so many tragic things happen? They are all people who are used to being arrogant, how could they care about the lives and death of ordinary people?"

"Tan Hu, you ride my horse down the mountain and hurry to the valley entrance before these people, and instruct Han Daocheng that no matter what, Jia Chenggui and his son should not be allowed to escape. If you can't catch the living, I will want the dead ones!"

Tan Hu Yingnuo, and before leaving, he asked: "The father and son of the Jia family married Princess Jiaozhi. What are the official regulations for these two princesses?"

"Where did the princess come from in the small country of foreign countries? It doesn't matter if you live the best, but you don't care about the death. As long as you don't let them escape, people are in our hands, and it's a bargaining chip to talk to Jiaozhi. Although Jiaozhi may not care about them, you have to care about the excuses of your subordinates."

Tan Hu took the order and turned around and left.

Xu Ping looked at the city at the foot of the mountain. The Song army had already attacked the city. In some places, black smoke was rising, and some houses were burned. It was vaguely seen on the mountain that the city was now in chaos, with all kinds of people running around the city, and some shouting at the sky and the earth.

War is not embroidered by a big girl, not so quiet and dignified, but the most brutal confrontation between violence and violence. Once the war begins, blood will inevitably flow into a river. No one can stop this process.

Xu Ping will not enter the city today. As the head coach, he doesn't have the mood to face this cruelest time. When everything is settled tomorrow, he will go in and take charge of the overall situation.

Xu Ping has no kindness as a woman, but he does not have the habit of appreciating violence and bleeding. He can be out of sight and not upset, so he tries not to face it.

From Luzhou to Liangzhou, the Lord Dingdong asked Fan Zhixiang restlessly: "You said there are a large group of Song troops outside the valley. How many people are there?"

"It's so dark that I can't see the edges. Who knows how many there are?"

"You've seen it all, but I still don't know what to do?"

"What's the number?" Fan Zhixiang was so annoyed by the old fox who was pestering him. When others heard that the back was cut off, they were eager to come back and fight for a bloody way. Only Lord Ding asked around, for fear of being cheated and suffering a little loss.

Seeing Lord Ding Dong's look on his face, Fan Zhixiang said angrily: "In front of the Song army, the cavalry alone could not see the head at first sight. There were at least 1,800 soldiers, and there were not many infantry behind. At that time, I had to save my life first. Can I count their heads one by one?"

When Lord Ding Dong heard Fan Zhixiang's tone was not kind, he stopped asking. However, the expression in his eyes was obviously more vigilant, and he didn't know whether he believed Fan Zhixiang's words or not.

"There is three miles ahead, and the valley entrance. Everyone should take a break and keep their energy up! There are thousands of Song troops ahead, which must be a bad battle. Never be impatient!"

A local soldier leader walking in front whispered aloud, and the team slowly stopped.

These local soldiers came from more than a dozen small forces and were not in charge of each other. If Luzhou had not been robbed and what Fan Zhixiang said was too scary, it would be difficult for them to come together to do one thing.

"Bao!-Bao! Bao!"

Just as the local soldiers were looking for a place to take a breath at the bottom of the valley and eating something, a few loud noises suddenly sounded on the mountain on the south side.

Everyone was startled and frightened. If they had sharp eyes, they could see a cloud of blue smoke faintly above their heads, and it looked like a faint flower in the clear sky.

Lord Ding Dong jumped up from the ground, looked at the sky with his neck tilted, and then lowered his head until Qingyan disappeared, and spat on the ground: "Zhi Niang, it must be a spy from the Song army, reporting military information to the outside of the valley!"

Fan Zhixiang was already a frightened bird and asked nervously: "How do you know?"

"Bah, you're still ignorant after all these days! No wonder you've been staying in such a poor and small place! This thing is called fireworks. The Song people of the sugar service often use it to warn in the mountains. During festivals, they even put it in the fun!"

"You know again! I still said it was a sound of arrows! Hell fireworks!"

Fan Zhixiang looked at the sky with a stern face while trying to distinguish. There were three or four thousand local soldiers he had recruited, which was quite a lot, but the Song army outside the valley was obviously well-trained, and the result was not optimistic.

Outside the valley, with a horn sounding, soldiers in the barracks lined up and lined up in front of the valley.

Gao Daquan was neatly dressed, picked up a spear, turned over the horse, and headed straight towards the formation.

Since scaring away a group of local soldiers who came out of the valley the day before yesterday, he has lost his voice. He is a little bored here. I heard that Liangzhou City has been broken, but he is still fat here.

The sun passed over the head, walked around behind him, spreading his shadow in front of him.

Gao Daquan rode on his horse and looked quietly at the valley ahead. The spies sent out these days reported the situation in Luzhou. He knew that the Jiaozhi soldiers who had been looting there had been staying there for a long time.

In Luzhou, Siling Prefecture and its nearby mountainous areas, it turned out that there were only more than one thousand people. Four or five thousand people rushed in, so how could they afford to struggle? In addition, the Korean Economic Development Group organized a planned retreat. Although it did not have the effect of strengthening the walls and clearing the fields, a large amount of materials and supplies had been transferred away, and the local area could not afford to support so many people.

This place is vast and sparsely populated, and the agriculture is extremely underdeveloped, and there are few paddy fields in Luzhou. The farmers are busy all year round, and even the harvested grains cannot be filled even if the wives and children of the family are not filled with their wives and children. To put it bluntly, if the people under the control were not allowed to eat braised vegetables or even wrap their belly with bark and weed, those local officials would not be able to collect food.

No matter how much you grab such a poor place, there is no amount of money. This is also the reason why Xu Ping insisted that the Song army only guarded the valley entrance and did not go into the mountains to drive it away. In just a few days, the Jiaozhi people who entered would be hungry.

The sun shone at the entrance of the valley, like a monster tearing a hole in it. It was clear and bright, which was obviously different from the surrounding vast mountains.

When the Jiaozhi earth soldiers crawled out of this hole, they were particularly conspicuous.

Gao Daquan's personal soldiers on the side saw the Jiaozhi soldiers who were out of the valley. They were in a panic and arranged formations at the entrance of the valley. They couldn't help but feel nervous and excited. Although he was a small soldier, the coach flag was in his hand, and the thousands of soldiers and horses behind him were moving with the coach flag in his hand. When they thought of this, they felt dry and dry.

Seeing that more than a hundred Jiaozhi soldiers had already come out of the valley entrance, Gao Daquan narrowed his eyes and spun his hands on the gun, and he held them tighter.

Seeing that the Song army formation was not moving, the local soldiers of Jiaozhi gradually became more courageous, and the speed of leaving the valley was significantly accelerated. Soon, a military formation of more than 300 people was set up in the valley.

Gao Daquan opened his eyes suddenly, raised his left arm, and shouted loudly: "Second Command, follow me to kill the enemy, and the rest of the army will not move! Those who dare to violate the military orders will be killed!"

After saying that, he shouted loudly. Timachi came out of the army.

As Gao Daquan attacked, he followed as the second command of the township cavalry of the central army, and rushed towards the Jiaozhi earth soldiers at the entrance of the valley like a whirlwind.

Fan Zhixiang and his subordinates were walking not far from the valley when they saw the Song army coming towards him. "Ah--" shouted, then turned around and hid back into the valley.

But a little more distance will arrive in the blink of an eye.

Gao Daquan took the lead in running into the Jiaozhi Army formation, and with one knife, he cut over the small leader who was commanding there. The cavalry behind him followed and rushed back and forth at the entrance of the valley like chopping melons and vegetables.

The local soldiers had no experience in formal confrontation between the two armies, and could not form a formal formation or cover it with strong bows and crossbows. At this time, facing the speeding cavalry, they had no ability to resist, and just ran into the valley in a mess. Push the front from the back, squeezed the back from the front, and became a mess at the entrance of the valley.

After these two or three hundred people rushed back and forth, Gao Daquan saw that most of the surviving Jiaozhi soldiers had fled back to the valley, and sent orders to command soldiers and brought their headquarters to fight horses back to the military formation.

It is the best time to start a war before the enemy is formed. Gao Daquan does not have the pedantic morality of Duke Xiang of Song, so he will naturally not miss the opportunity. Using the terrain of the valley, Gao Daquan's command cavalry can seal the local soldiers of Jiaozhi in the valley.

Han Daocheng was outside the valley, looking at the military and civilians of Jiadong fleeing south in a hurry not far away, with sharp eyes like eagles, distinguishing the figure of each person.

Xu Ping explained two points: one is not to hurry to chase and kill, and to wait until there are no more people coming out of the prefecture city to avoid forcing people back to the city. The other is to catch the people from the Jia family, and it is best not to let anyone go.

The first people who left the city were all old and weak women. Han Daocheng could see clearly that no young and strong men appeared in the crowd so far, so he stabilized the team and waited quietly.

Jia Chenggui and his son were not fools. Of course, they knew that the Song army surrounded three queu and one, so they would definitely have ambushed soldiers on the empty side, so they would not be able to let people go. So before they left the city, they sent people to drive out the civilians in the city, and then they would escape in the crowd. Even if the Song army had pursuers, they could not kill the escaped people without leaving. The best thing was to wait until the night to catch fish in the troubled waters.

"It's hateful. The sun was attacked as soon as it rose and broke. I couldn't wait until it was dark!"

Jia Jirong was at the yamen gate, looking at the sun in the sky and cursing with gritted teeth. Why didn't this ghost sun fall down? The more I didn't want to see it, the more it was so bright.

Looking at the two ox carts at the door, Jia Jirong frowned and said to the people around him: "When is it now? Why can't my mother still bear to give up her wealth? As soon as the ox cart leaves the city, wouldn't it tell Song Jun that we were coming out!"

How dare the confidants beside them respond? They just didn't dare to speak with a bitter face.

After looking for a while, seeing that his mother was still not coming out of the yamen, Jia Jirong said with a dark face: "When you arrive at the city gate, you can make some messes and carry all the important property on your body, and you will definitely lose the car!"

His wife is the daughter of Li Foma, the current king of Jiaozhi. Thanks to the wrong news in the province, he took his children to Shenglong Mansion early and escaped the disaster.

The Han people have something to say, but their husbands are in the same forest, and they fly away when the disaster comes. The barbarians such as Jia Jirong don’t have such words because they don’t need to sleep together. Sleeping together is called a husband and wife. If they suffer from difficulties, the princess Jiaozhi will turn her head and find someone to marry again. Maybe she will be happy after leaving the border area of ​​Liangzhou.

It is very common for the barbarians to remarry. In the world where Xu Ping came, Anon, the mother of Nong Zhigao, remarried several times in order to contact various forces.

As for wives and concubines other than their wife, it was already this time. Jia Jirong had no intention of taking their lives. Instead, he was just locked in a room, which was already a blessing. What kind of love between husband and wife is still not as important as their own life.

"I married here from Shenglong Mansion and gave birth to children for you. How much hardship did you work for me! Your father and son just say this and you lost your family? If you escape like this, what is my face? How could I return to the palace? How could I be the king's brother? They are all golden branches and jade leaves from the royal family. Why did I live so hard?"

Jia Jirong's biological mother, the eldest princess of Jiaozhi, came out of the yamen crying and cried, and criticized Jia Chenggui beside her. When she was young, her father Li Gongyun was still a minister of the Li Dynasty. At that time, she was still the surname Li given by the emperor. Later, she took advantage of the chaos to seize the throne of the Li Dynasty and moved the capital to Changlong Mansion. She also rose to the height of the princess of Jiaozhi.

The more you come from this kind of background, the more you become obsessed with wealth and glory. When you think of this escape, you will not only lose the wealth and status you have now, but also be looked down upon by your brothers and sisters. The more you think about it, the sadder you will be.

Jia Chenggui's condition has not improved these days. He coughed all the way, listening to his wife's muttering around him, his face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot. But he didn't dare to have an attack. After leaving Liangzhou, he had to rely on the Jiaozhi royal family to take care of him. How dare he offend this big backer again?

It is a great deal to have your own territory and power, and the royal family also begs to marry the princess. Once you lose the fundamental land of Liangzhou, what it will look like in the royal city is difficult to say. According to Jiaozhi's habit, the princess is useful and should be used to win over local power. If Liangzhou does not have hope of regaining it in the future, it is possible that his wife remarries local officials in other places.

Thinking of this, Jia Chenggui smiled bitterly. Both his father and son married the princess, and they seemed extremely favored, but he understood that the royal Li family valued not himself and his son, but Liangzhou, a vital place. If the wife of both father and son left their home and remarried other popular people, their face would be so disgraceful.

When he arrived outside the yamen, he was serving his wife into the ox cart. Jia Chenggui came to his son and asked in a low voice: "All arrangements are made? Think about it, are there anything else to pull it off?"

"I thought of everything I should think of, and there is no need to miss what I didn't expect. Dad, let's go out of the city as soon as possible. When the Song army occupied the city, the road ahead would probably be blocked."

Listening to his son's words, Jia Chenggui nodded, looked at his wife not far away, and asked in a deep voice: "What should I do with those two ox carts? I can't escape no matter what the cart is!"

"I have already made arrangements. When I leave the city, I will arrange some trouble and ask my mother to get out of the car and someone will help her walk. As for the property, I can take as much as I can."

Jia Chenggui nodded, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

The sun slid across the sky, and the shouts of killing in the city were getting closer and closer, and the entire street was already in chaos.

Jia Jirong said carefully: "Dad, it's time for us to leave--"

"Let's go, it's time to leave." Jia Chenggui nodded, finally made up his mind, and turned his head suddenly to look at his son, "Dalang, remember one thing about me, when necessary, your mother - let go when it's time to let go! This time, he went to Shenglong Mansion to be Long Tan Tiger's den, and she may not be a blessing to us! Remember!"

(I have something to do today and I am not in good condition, so I only have one update, sorry.) (To be continued.)
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