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Chapter One Thirty-Four

The road was uneven and the road ahead was difficult. The wolf army bandits and horse thieves were plundering outside Yingdu City, shouting for help, and shouting for killing and asking for help.

The overwhelming wave of soldiers rushed past Ruoao Ziyong's car window, shaking the earth and bringing the afterglow of the car body. Thousands of soldiers rode horses through the north.

Ruoao Zike was surrounded by soldiers, sitting high above the horse, casually glanced at the clan emblem of the "Ruoao" in their convoy, and waved the whip, "This is my cousin and uncle. I want to go back to the convoy of Jingling. No need to check!"

"Yes, the third son!"

The soldiers took the order to release the convoy of Ruoao Ziyong and Ruoao.

In the carriage, Ruoao Ziyong thanked Ruoao Zike with great gratitude. When he was far away, he finally couldn't help but start cursing, "What kind of clan?... If we really think we are the same clan, I, Ruoao, would not have fallen to the point of being divided today. At the critical moment, no one stood up! Leading the army to plunder our slaves and treasures everywhere in the name of suppressing rebellion!"

His mouth was dry and dry, and the servant brought him a bowl of rice porridge, and only water was clear, so he asked him to give in.

Ruoao Ziyong almost cried with the pottery bowl. He couldn't pick up rice grains with just one chopstick. "Damn, I, Ruoao Ziyong, have never eaten such a thin rice porridge in my life!..."

The attendant was embarrassed, "Sir, we walked in a hurry and didn't bring enough food. There were wilderness ridges along the way. Other court clans were looted and refused to help us. The nearby villages were also empty..."

Ruoao Ziyong also knew that the present was different from the past. He felt so hungry that he could only hold up the bowl and drink it a few sips. But he still couldn't fill his stomach. He had to let the servants go and get some pheasants and rabbits to fill his stomach. Then he looked back at the elderly Ruoao Tan, lying in the carriage, holding the golden plaque wrapped in brocade with both hands, and refused to let go, and did not let the golden plaque leave his sight.

Seeing the golden plaque given by the King of Chu lose its dazzling light in the dim carriage, Japan and Zhejiang lost its dazzling light, and sighed lightly.

He was just the least important marginal child of this family, so he was sent out early.

Now that the family is in trouble, he can't help but turn red. Then he helped Ruo Ao Tan to pick up a bowl of porridge and said, "Clan elder, wake up and have some porridge. There are still many days to go to Jingling. No matter how we say we are going to live and wait for the prince-concubine to come back and hand him the golden plaque!"

But Ruo Ao Tan just hugged the golden plaque and cried loudly, "It's all useless, it's all my judgment that I didn't believe in Zi's way at the beginning... If we all supported Zi's way of dealing with Yuejiao early in the morning, there wouldn't be a disaster today!"

"Who knows that there is this today?"

"Ling Yin must have never thought..."

Ruo Ao Ziyong murmured in a low voice, several days have passed since Yin Zi's death. Although he could not accept this fact, he could already learn to face it calmly.

Perhaps no matter what choice they make at this time, they are destined to be unable to escape this war. Leaving Yingdu is the same as staying in Yingdu, and all the results are destined from the beginning.

Suddenly, the guards outside shouted, "There are horse thieves, protect the county Yin!"

A group of horse thieves carried blood-stained swords and axes and blocked their way. Ruo Ao Ziyong watched them shout and shouted and wanted to rush up, kill them all, and rob their property and horses. But there were only a hundred poems around him, how could he be able to defeat these hundreds of horse thieves who killed and robbed people?

Everyone was like a frightened bird, holding a sword in a trembling manner, protecting Ruoao Tan and Ruoao Ziyong in the carriage and fighting with the horse thieves, but the guards around them fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Ruo Ao Ziyong in the carriage ordered everyone to hurry up without saying a word, crying, "Why did my State of Chu become like this... Why did Zi Yan's cousin go to attack Jin at this time? If he doesn't go, maybe Yue Jiao and Zike wouldn't be so unscrupulous!"

But there is no if in this world.

He hurriedly saw the Cheng family and Pan family's troops ahead from afar, as if they had seen a savior. Regardless of whether their current identity is a rebel or a chasing by Ruoao Zike, he called for help at them frantically, "Cheng Zuoyin, Grandmaster Pan, I am the county magistrate of Jingling County, Ruoao Ziyong, we met a horse thief, save us!"

Cheng Daxin encountered many clan families that they were too lesbians and avoided. Ruo Ao Ziyong was the first courtier to take the initiative to ask him for help.

Chen Huang held the long sword in his hand tightly and looked at him and said, "Are we going to save him? Big brother..."

Now they are unable to protect themselves.

"As long as it is a Chu person, there is no reason not to save him. Save!"

Cheng Daxin, Chen Huang and Pan's troops quickly returned. Their ten thousand troops quickly killed these riot horse thieves and saved them. Ruo Ao Ziyong thanked them very much, and this time he was sincere.

But when he saw Ah Zhu get out of a carriage and hand him a handkerchief, he pointed at her and said, "You... are you still alive?"

He stared blankly at the enchanting woman in front of him, "Aren't you killed by Yue Jiao?"

"Mr. County Yin, the little girl is not a grand girl, but a female concubine in Cheng's family. She replaced each other to save the grand girl that day. She concealed something. Please don't blame me!"

Azhu knew that he still thought she was the grand girl, so he explained it, but he slapped his legs and laughed. The laughter seemed to be no longer the time of war, which attracted everyone to look at him. When he saw everyone looking over, he covered his mouth and held back his laughter, and waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm just happy... You and the grand girl are fine, it's great!"

"That's great!"

"In this way I can give my cousin Zi Yan an explanation!"

Azhu looked at him with tears in his eyes, laughing and calling him a "fool!" and turned away, but he was even happier.

Because of Ruo Ao Ziyong's small episode, the solemn atmosphere in the team had dispersed a little. The night was low and covered the fields. The river was lush and the road ahead was unpredictable. Ruo Ao Ziyong claimed that the world is not peaceful now, and he insisted on following Cheng Daxin and others all the way, and made a name for "take care of each other".

Along the way, they saw too many nobles from aristocratic families leading their own troops to flee to various counties. The crowds of people rushed out of Yingdu from various city gates.

Someone even saw the Cheng clan, Pan clan and even the clan emblems of the Ruoao clan in the team, shouting, "Look, Cheng clan, Pan clan, and even Ruoao clan have escaped!"

"We'll run away!"

"If you don't escape, Ruo Ao Yuejiao will be massacred!"

"The war is about to go to China!"

"Let's go to the county below to avoid the limelight first!"

...

Outside Yingdu City, all kinds of rumors spread everywhere, and along the way were all villages visited by bandits or rebels, most of which were empty and no one was left... Cheng Daxin and Chen Huang drove the team and led the Cheng family and Pan family's troops to protect Pan Chong and Ruoao talked about them. Under Ruoao Zike's pursuit, they wanted to go all the way to the county vassal states below, asking the county lords to return to the capital, but they were forcibly refused to leave the city.

Cheng Daxin, who had been running for many days, had been plagued by illness for a long time and was overwhelmed. Chen Huang and Xian Yin, and some of the Pan Cheng family's children were not much better. The nobles took off their gorgeous clothes and put on their armor one after another. The young faces were covered with filth and blood. The hands that had always held the pen also imitated the soldiers to pick up their swords and tried to resist the pursuit of Ruo Ao Zike who was running like a wolf.

But Ruoao Zike was like a group of hungry wolves, constantly chasing them, while chasing them, while robbing nobles, rich gentry, their slaves, guards, and powerful circles as private slaves, expanding their strength.

They tried to organize the fleeing clans to resist Ruoao Zike alone, but the fleeing officials and nobles would rather draw their swords at them than join forces to deal with the Ruoao six tribes. They even gave him sufficient reasons to preserve their strength, go to the northern border, find the prince consort, come back to fight the rebels to the death, recover the mountains and rivers, etc.

In short, they would rather fight with their own people.

He was unwilling to turn around and fight with the wolf army of Ruoao Yuejiao brothers.

Under his orders, a family general kept shouting, mobilizing everyone to resist the plundering rebels, but no one paid any attention. Some even cursed at them: "All the regular troops inside and outside Yingdu have surrendered to Yuejiao. The Tai Nu and the King of Chu are gone. We are just ministers, what can we use to recover the capital?"

"You Cheng family and Pan family are a large clan in the country. They are supported by tens of thousands of people. Even like a dog with a broken family, we are hunted down. We have only more than a thousand guards. How can we resist Yuejiao's wolf army?"

"We only have more than a thousand people, and we have no armored chariots, what can we do to reverse the tide?"

"It would be more effective for you to go to the north with us to ask for help from the prince consort!"

Faced with all kinds of curses and even accusations.

Cheng Daxin is silent.

I watched those close friends in the court pass by in a mess, and they were as muddy as him, and fled in a hurry.

In such a chaotic moment, everyone lost their gorgeous clothes and rings, and they were all covered in dust; they lost their guards, and could only protect themselves with their swords; they could only use their feet to step on the muddy ditch, and wet them, they could no longer see whether they were brocade or silk robes...

In just a few days, they lost their pride as the nobles of the Great Chu.

He fled north in a hurry and looked at Yingdu in the south.

Ruo Ao Ziyong curled his lips and said, "Cheng Zuoyin, you are useless like this. If you pull him over, they will not become our assistants."

Pan Chong raised his hand to stop the angry Chen Huang and Xian Yin, nodded, "Yes, let them go, my State of Chu doesn't need such a minister!"

"Yes, Grand Master!"

"Yes, grandfather!"

Chen Huang and Xian Yin stopped their anger.

Pan Chongyao looked at the capital in the distance. Unexpectedly, in his seventies, he was forced to leave the old city where he had lived for nearly 70 years. He held the old slave with his old hand and boarded the carriage again. He said slowly, "Only by now, if we really go north to Jingmen, we will be too far from Yingdu and unable to return to help... It is better to go to the Fenghuang Mountain Camp. If the grand girl is still in the world and Zi Yan returns to the court, he will definitely use this place as a basis to compete with the pseudo-dynasty of the capital occupied by Yuejiao!"

"Why don't we go there in advance to keep it there for them!"

"yes!"

Everyone nodded.

When it was getting dark, they finally arrived at a small village where they could rest. Pan Chong was in charge. Ruo Ao Tan was not as frightened as before and hid in the carriage all day long. He could get out of the car and walk two steps occasionally and talk to him.

The night was long, and jackdaws were everywhere. The troops of ten thousand people settled around the outside of the village. Azhu carried the river water that had been driven from the river and boiled it and presented it to them, "Young Master, you are still sick now, drink some warm warmth..."

The river water in the pot even had a turbid smell of sand and soil, which came to them. She held the pot with a slightly red face and said, "There are limited now, so the young master orders it first. When you have time, Azhu will put the water in it!"

Chen Huang was fine, he was born in a poor family.

Without saying a word, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip.

But when did Cheng Daxin and Pan Chong drink such soup in their lives?

"Now the war is in chaos, there is no time, just drink like this!"

Cheng Daxin glanced at Chen Huang and the Taishi who had already lowered his head to drink soup. He also followed their actions and took Azhu's bowl directly with both hands. He didn't care about the fact that the water in Cheng Mansion had to be quiet for two days in the past. He then poured the dust into another clean pot, boiled it and then drank it. He picked it up and drank it.

The salty river water took away the man's tears and swallowed it into his mouth. He stood up and held the sword at his waist again, urging the horse to rush toward Fenghuang Mountain. However, Fenghuang Mountain, which was obviously very close to the capital, was unable to get close because of a long circle and Ruoao Zike's obstruction.

Seeing this, Ruo Ao Ziyong stared at Cheng Daxin, who was discussing matters with Pan Chong and others in the distance, and pouted and said angrily, "Azhu, it's good to have food in this remote countryside, can he still be picky?"

"I've been drinking porridge all the way!"

"I'm still hungry, and I haven't seen you give me a separate meal..."

Azhu automatically ignored Ruo Ao Ziyong's sorrows and began to cook for everyone, "I'm too lazy to tell you, you should go out quickly, I want to cook!"

Azhu knocked Ruo Ao Ziyong out, but Ruo Ao Ziyong stood outside the wall of the farmhouse and grinned. The bright smile made the people passing by stunned when they saw it. Does he have the consciousness of everyone running away?

Cheng Daxin also frowned.

Chen Huang looked clear and bit the hard and hard to swallow steamed bun, "I don't know how Qingqing and the others are doing, but fortunately they left early."

Cheng Daxin let out a sigh of relief when he heard this, "Yes!" Thinking of the big rock that his wife, children and mother were in his heart fell, he said in confusion, "Fortunately, my second brother made an arrangement early, and I don't know how he knew that something happened to Ying in advance."

As dawn came, thick smoke and fire suddenly rose to the east and reflected the sky red. Many soldiers suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Sir, sir, look, it's the war, the war is coming!"

"Let's go!"

But Pan Chong knew that this was not a war. It was impossible for the war to burn so much. The air was filled with a burning smell, and the smell of the aroma of rice fields turning into ashes, which came from afar with the wind.

He took a breath with difficulty and said, "No... it was the 100,000 acres of fertile land in the eastern suburbs that were burned!"

"What?"

Xian Yin, Chen Huang said in surprise.

"East Suburb?" Cheng Daxin clenched his fists, "Is Yuejiao crazy?"

"Do you really want the entire Chu State to die for his own ambition?"
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