Chapter 817: Catch the rebels!
Luoyi, government office.
The consciousness slowly returned to Wen Renjun and Magistrate Wen. He got up from the ground in a daze, his head buzzing in pain.
At a glance, the government servants and common people lying on the ground all around looked like wheat being cut down by a sickle. They all fell in one direction, with their eyes closed and motionless.
Wen Renjun was shocked, and his first reaction was that everyone here was dead!
But soon, he discovered that the chests of the fallen people were still heaving. They were just unconscious, not dead.
“Huh…”
Wen Renjun breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately...
If countless people really died under his rule, then he would be completely ruined.
Probably because he always had something on his mind, he was the first to wake up without practicing.
But soon, his heart lifted again.
He vaguely remembered what happened before he fell into coma.
At that time... there seemed to be bursts of strange Sanskrit singing in the sky. Anyone who heard the Sanskrit singing began to have blood in their bodies, and he was no exception.
He was still a little shocked at the time, but before he could do anything, or even plug his ears, his consciousness was filled with thick blood and he became unable to control his thoughts...
Then, there seemed to be a strong wind...
I can’t remember what happened after that.
Wen Renjun rubbed his aching temples and looked beyond the wall of the government office to the sky in the direction of Xuanmeng.
At this time, there was no sound of fighting there, and it was extremely quiet.
Is it over?
Who's winning? !
Wen Renjun's heart tightened, his body shivered, and he immediately realized that he could no longer stay here in a daze.
If Master Fu wins, now is the best time to claim credit!
If the other side really wins...the fight is so fierce, maybe I can even benefit from it!
No matter what, just play it by ear!
His whole body suddenly jumped up, and he pushed the Luoyi garrison general next to him: "General Huang! General Huang! Wake up!"
The defenders, the policemen, and the government officials.
Wen Renjun quickly woke them up one by one, and led them in the direction of Xuanmeng. Along the way, whenever he met the unconscious defenders and government officials, he also woke them up and took them with him along the way. .
As for those common people, I have no time to care about them for the time being.
Walking through the streets and alleys like this, when he arrived near Xuanmeng, Wen Renjun also rode on a tall horse, followed by the Luoyi garrison generals, and behind him followed hundreds of people, which was quite spectacular. .
"Sir, look!"
When walking around a corner, General Huang was startled and pointed forward and exclaimed.
In fact, Wen Renjun also saw it without him saying anything.
His eyes widened and he looked at the huge sword mark.
The terrifying sword mark that spread from the Xuanmeng not only divided the street into two, but also destroyed countless small buildings. It was as if a meteorite from the sky was falling and dragging them all the way. Just one look at it makes my heart tremble.
"What a terrifying power this must be..." Wen Renjun's face turned pale.
At this time, someone behind him called out: "Prefect, there are a lot of carriage and horse wheel hub marks here, with some blood on them, heading towards the northwest gate!"
Prefect Wen Turned his head.
Indeed.
Although the huge sword mark collapsed the Xuanmeng gate and most of the courtyard wall, it can still be seen that there are countless wheel hub marks coming out from the direction of Xuanmeng and along the street towards the northwest city gate. And go.
"Oops, look at this battle, it won't have been over for a long time! The winner has carried away the dead and wounded?!"
Wen Renjun was shocked: "If Mr. Fu wins, how could he not Come to me? No...even if the other side wins, they won't ignore us?"
After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Go with a few people along the hub. Look at the traces to see what's going on! Don't rush in, report it immediately if there is anything wrong! The others... follow me into the Xuan League!"
So, a head catcher came out and responded. , led a few detectives and ran quickly along the street.
The remaining people, following Wen Renjun, stepped onto the ravine left by the huge sword mark with uneasiness and stepped towards Xuanmeng.
Wen Renjun, who was walking at the front, was naturally the first person to see Xuan Meng's miserable appearance.
Actually, from the moment he saw the sword mark, he was already prepared.
But the extent of Xuanmeng's exaggeration at this time still exceeded his imagination!
Ruins.
Everywhere you look, there are ruins.
There were deep pits and ravines, and all the buildings that could be seen collapsed without exception. More importantly, countless people collapsed on the ground without knowing whether to live or die. Broken limbs and broken bodies were everywhere, and blood was scattered everywhere. The blood was mixed with the sand and mud because of a raindrop on the way. After a rain, they all turned into mud, which looked extremely disgusting at first glance, and the air was filled with a thick fishy smell.
"vomit..."
Some government servants who had never seen the world had already begun to retching.
Wen Renjun's face was also very ugly and pale, but he absolutely couldn't fall down right now. Even though his stomach was churning, he still forced himself to swallow the nausea.
"Quick!"
He waved his hand vigorously: "Search! Dig out all the living and dead! Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"
At the moment, he has no intention at all The only way to judge who is one of our own is... if you see the people in your yamen and resist, they are definitely not your own!
A group of defenders, police officers, and government officials started to move.
But before they really started digging through the ruins, a violent coughing sound came from a ruin not far away!
Not only that, the ruins were still shaking, and it looked like someone was about to climb out.
Including Wen Renjun, everyone immediately became nervous and subconsciously pointed their weapons there.
Soon, one hand opened up the broken wooden boards and stone bricks, and climbed out with support on his body.
The hair is disheveled and the face is unclear. The clothes are naturally dirty and stained with dust and dried blood, but...it can be seen that it is a noble bright yellow color.
Wen Renjun’s pupils shrank.
"Is it... Magistrate Wen?"
The man who climbed out of the ruins coughed a few more times and said slowly: "Come, help me."
This king ?
It’s King Xishuo!
Wen Renjun's heart skipped a beat.
Of course he didn't know that King Xishuo had rebelled.
But he has always known that King Xishuo has a good relationship with the three aristocratic families of Yuan, Lan and Hong.
From Fu Qingzhou's mouth, Wen Renjun has long known that there are rebels in the Yuan and Lan families.
But after a moment of silence, he still jumped off his horse, greeted a few defenders, and followed him up the hill-like ruins and walked towards King Xishuo.
King Xishuo was seriously injured and had many wounds on his body. The most important thing was that his leg was stuck in the rubble and could not be pulled out, so he needed help.
Wen Renjun didn't ask so many questions and asked the defenders to help. After a long time of effort, prying and moving, they managed to get King Xishuo out.
"Your Majesty."
Wen Renjun carefully helped King Xishuo up: "Are you okay?"
"Okay... not bad."
King Xishuo's eyes swept across the scene, and the fatigue in his eyes could not be wiped away, but there was also some confusion and confusion in them.
He was knocked unconscious by the strong wind... He didn't know what happened after that.
He didn’t know how many of the people he brought were dead and alive. He didn’t know where his son had gone. He didn’t know where Fu Qingzhou had gone...
But soon, reason and Calmness returned to his eyes.
So, King Xishuo looked at Wen Renjun and said in a deep voice: "Prefect Wen, the situation is critical now, so I will stop talking nonsense... You need to do something."
< br>“What?”
Wen Renjun's heart skipped a beat.
King Xishuo said slowly and word by word: "Immediately summon the world to arrest the rebel Fu Qingzhou and his gang members!"
A thunder exploded in Wen Renjun's mind, which shocked him. Instantly dizzy!
He subconsciously looked around, as if he wanted to seek help.
But then, he saw a few people standing up in the ruins.
Yuan Zizhen stood up slowly while holding Ren Jian - he was very seriously injured, but he still stood up. This second-grade imperial official, as soon as he stood up, he shouted in the direction of King Xishuo. He bowed his head.
Wen Renjun felt like his breath was freezing.
Then, he saw Ning Wuwu breaking away from the bricks and tiles covering his body, standing up again, and bowing his head to King Xishuo in the same way.
There is also Lan Xiyu who is holding the Zhijian... Wen Renjun doesn't recognize her, but this is no longer important.
Just when he was confused and at a loss, he heard King Xishuo whisper in his ear: "By the way... Magistrate Wen, there is one more thing."
"Open the city gate and welcome my thousand-year-old army."
(End of this chapter)