Dafeng's Night Squad

Chapter 286

286 The revival of the Spring Festival (8000-word long chapter) -

Heads rolled on the execution platform, and blood flowed like rivers.

The matter was not over yet. According to the dream sorcerer whose head had been blown up by Jiang Lu’s punch, the rebels ‘plan was to first kill the Imperial inspector, then seize White Emperor City, and then work with the mountain bandits to attack Yunzhou.

Provincial governor Zhang had already sent messengers to the various prefectures and counties to have the local guards stand by and be on guard against the attacks of the mountain bandits.

Li Miaozhen and yang Chuannan were actively preparing for the defense of the city, recruiting militia, transporting and repairing the defense equipment, and waiting for the enemy.

However, even after waiting until late at night, there was still no sign of him. The scouts he had sent out also did not return to report.

The South Gate was built in the Barbican on the city wall.

Provincial governor Zhang, Jiang Luzhong, yang Chuannan, and Li Miaozhen were sitting at the table discussing matters. Jiang Luzhong squinted his eyes and stared at the city defense map.

Li Miaozhen looked depressed and silent.

Governor Zhang glanced at the two of them and finally looked at yang Chuannan, humbly asking for advice, “”Lord Commander, did the mountain bandits cancel the operation after receiving the news that the rebellion had failed?”

He was a scholar. Although he had studied The Art of War for a few years, it was not worth mentioning when it came to talking about war on paper. The two martial artists and one Taoist disciple were all experienced generals.

Yang Chuannan’s face was still pale and his chest was throbbing with pain.

Fortunately, he was a general talent. His cultivation was temporarily crippled, but the ability to mobilize troops on the battlefield was more important than individual martial strength.

When he was useful, he called him commander, but when he was useless, he called him a rebel ... Yang Chuannan could not help but criticize in his heart. On the surface, he looked calm and serious as he said,

“If we fight on multiple fronts, news won’t travel so quickly. Even if the Army attacking White Emperor City receives the news, the other armies won’t be able to keep up.

“By right, if what the dream wizard said is true, the various prefectures and counties should already be at war. If no rebel army attacks White Emperor City in another two hours, we’ll send reinforcements to the counties.”

Yang Chuannan looked at the flying Swallow swordswoman, who he had a good relationship with, ” Miaozhen, what do you think? Miaozhen, Miaozhen ...”

Li Miaozhen let out an “ah” and seemed to recover. She asked, “”What’s the matter?”

Yang Chuannan repeated the question and then said with concern, “”What’s wrong with you?”

“It’s nothing,”

Li Miaozhen shook her head and the image of the young Gong guarding the entrance of the courtyard appeared in her mind again.

It was tragic and desolate.

But what li Miaozhen really couldn’t forget wasn’t just the impact of the image, but that she never thought that the man she thought was lecherous and shameless could actually do this.

When everyone was on the verge of despair, when the rest of the gongs chose to cultivate to heal their injuries, the one who really stood up was that lecherous fellow.

The impact of the huge contrast was the strongest.

Every time she recalled the scene of him standing with the knife, li Miaozhen would feel a little sad. Perhaps after years, this scene would still be fresh and profound when she recalled it.

“Where’s yang qianhuan?” Governor Zhang asked.

“He’s gone. I can’t stop him.” Jiang Lu Zhong said.

He was a little angry at yang qianhuan. As long as he thought about the sacrifice of his three subordinates, Jiang Luzhong would feel helpless and furious. He would hate himself and vent his anger on yang qianhuan.

Even though yang qianhuan had explained it to him briefly ...

Self-blame and remorse would accompany him for a long time. Only when the knot in his heart was untied through the passage of time would he be able to ” meet and smile ” with himself, and let go of the past.

“Why did he come to Yunzhou?” Governor Zhang frowned.

Jiang Luzhong shook his head.

Suddenly, Jiang Lu’s middle ear twitched, and he turned to look at the dark night sky. Li Miaozhen was a second slower and also turned her head.

“They’re here!” Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice.

Everyone immediately ran out of the Barbican and came to the city wall. They looked into the distance and saw continuous flames in the distant darkness. They were slowly floating like a flowing river.

Wuwuwu ... Thump thump thump ...

The bugle horn and the drum sounded at the same time, echoing in the silent cold night.

The soldiers who were dozing off against the parapet woke up one after another, grabbed the spears, bows, shields, and other weapons beside them, and entered combat mode.

Li Miaozhen stood on the wall, squinting her eyes and looking into the distance. She suddenly shouted, “”Be careful!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver light broke through the air, and the tip of the spear made a sharp whistling sound in the air.

“Rank-4 martial artist!

And a peak rank-4 martial artist at that!

Li Miaozhen was shocked and her delicate body was tense. There was such a master in Yunzhou? There was such a powerful person among the mountain bandits?

The next scene shocked her. Jiang Luzhong actually took the initiative to meet her and unhurriedly reached out to catch the silver spear. He didn’t have the seriousness and vigilance that a strong enemy should have.

What surprised her even more was that the seemingly fierce silver spear was in fact soft and powerless, and it took the initiative to send herself into Jiang Luzhong’s hands.

Li Miaozhen looked over and saw that it was a heavy silver spear. The silver paint on the body revealed the vicissitudes of time, but the tip of the spear was cold and the blood had not dried.

Compared to the ordinary silver spear in her hand, this spear was a real combat weapon.

Li Miaozhen’s life weapon was a flying sword. The reason why she used a gun was mainly because after joining the army, she had to have a weapon that matched her identity.

There was a loud bang in the distance. A figure jumped hundreds of meters away, drew a high arc in the air, and smashed into the horse track on the city wall.

This person was wearing a black watchman’s uniform with a golden gong embroidered on his chest. His expression was cold and hard, like a sculpture.

“Why are you here?” Jiang Luzhong was both surprised and delighted, and he threw the silver spear over.

“I’m here on my foster father’s orders to eliminate the mountain bandits in Yunzhou.” Yang Yan took the spear and answered concisely.

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