nine thousand years old

Chapter 95 Out of the City
The night was deep, and the cold wind whistled through the street with a sense of bleakness, making a whining sound, the dark night fell from the sky, the stars shone brightly, and the bright moonlight was extremely cold, making this night seem oppressive and dead.

Behind the Qingzhou government office, a group of people are busy. Some people pick up the wooden barrel full of kerosene and carefully put it on the carriage, while others put the black powder wrapped in kraft paper next to the wooden barrel. , and pulled out a lead wire, and hid it under the carriage.

In a short time, seven or eight barrels of kerosene were placed on a carriage, and then people put bags containing grain and sawdust on it and tied them tightly with hemp rope.

In the distance, Su Hanyun clasped his hands behind his back, staring at the people with hard-to-disguise solemnity, the invisible aura spread, making the air around him slightly oppressive, and the deep meaning in it was extremely strong.

Standing behind him, Qin Zhong had a dignified look on his face, as well as unconcealable compassion. If the fire started, Mopan Mountain would inevitably be littered with dead bodies and countless innocent souls. I am afraid that within a few decades, it would be a barren mountain. Wild Ridge!
Thinking of those people, he felt pain in his heart.

However, he also understands that there is no other way to deal with the tens of thousands of White Lotus Sect bandits, it is impossible!

Moreover, the food in Qingzhou is not enough now, even if all those people are rescued and put in Qingzhou City, what will be used to feed them?
Many people will die by then!

He raised his head, his eyes swept over Su Hanyun's straight back, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning, this nine thousand year old, does he really not care about those people?

Judging from the way he dealt with Zhao Jin and others, he should also have these thousands of people in his heart, right?
It's just... the situation forced it!

"Qin Zhong, after the matter of Guan Long is over, our family would like to recommend you to go to Chang'an City, do you want to go?"

While thinking in his heart, Su Hanyun suddenly turned his head and asked with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"Great love of the Lord!"

Qin Zhong was stunned for a moment, bowed his body respectfully, and said in a low voice,

"But... the old minister wants to stay in Guanlong!"

Qin Zhong has been an official in Qingzhou for these years, and he has long regarded this place as his hometown. If there is a severe drought today, the people are in dire straits, and a lot of waste is waiting for prosperity. He intends to rebuild this place. To him, it's not that important anymore!
The people here, as well as those souls who are about to die, are his greatest concerns!

Su Hanyun looked at Qin Zhong with doubts on his face, but soon he understood Qin Zhong's thoughts, he didn't speak any more, and sighed slightly in his heart, if Qin Zhong was willing to go to Chang'an City, maybe he could bring Da Zhou Come for greater benefits!

However, this kind of thing can't be forced, maybe after a while, his mind will change!

Moreover, Guan Long's current situation also needs someone like him to maintain it!
Both fell silent.

As time passed and the night gradually became quieter, the dozen or so carriages were finally packed away. The outermost part was grain mixed with sawdust, the middle part was a layer of oil paper cloth, which was used to isolate the smell of kerosene and black powder, and the innermost part , it is black powder and kerosene!
Shang Tianyin came to Su Hanyun respectfully, cupped his hands and said,
"Master, everything is in order!"

"it is good!"

With a big wave of Su Hanyun's hand, the black python robe rolled, striding towards the mansion's residence, and at the same time there was a gloomy voice,
"Order to go down, leave early tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!"

……

The night was silent, the morning sun poured from the sky, still with dazzling light, the air was a little bit colder, and there was a not weak wind howling, blowing dust on the street, the sense of bleakness became more and more obvious.

A black carriage, flying the flag of the East Police Factory, was slowly driving towards the outside of Qingzhou City under the guard of a group of people. Behind the black carriage, there were dozens of carriages following, and the carriages were high and tall. The food packed last night was piled up in a long line, and the Dongchang fans lined up on both sides, with stern eyes, guarding the left and right.

Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife, filled with aura and coldness in the sun.

"call……"

Qin Zhong stood at the top of the city, his eyes swept over the gradually receding convoy with solemnity and compassion, his face became more and more serious, after a long time, he sighed, and walked down the city in a lonely figure .

"Master Qin..."

Xing Qiang followed behind him, noticing the solemn expression on his face, he couldn't help feeling a little worried, and asked in a low voice,

"Did something happen?"

"An accident is about to happen!"

Qin Zhong glanced at the direction of Mopan Mountain and sighed,
"And it's a big deal!"

……

Whoa!
Whoa!
The black carriage moved forward slowly, leaving faint pressure marks on the road, the cold wind mixed with dust rolled between the sky and the earth, the black curtains shook slightly, Su Hanyun crossed his knees and closed his eyes, breathing in his body, his black hair rippling slightly.

Not long after, he opened the curtain of the carriage and looked into the distance. The outline of Mopan Mountain could be vaguely seen in his field of vision. This mountain is not very high, and it is connected with several peaks. A bit majestic.

And the mountain road that entered the mountain gradually appeared, like a winding snake, with peaks standing on both sides of the mountain road, it looked like a beast with a huge mouth ready to eat someone!
"Master!"

While the carriage was moving slowly, a Jinyiwei Qianhu rode his horse to the side of the carriage, and then clasped his hands,

"The spies in front came to report and found signs of the White Lotus Sect bandit!"

"how many people?"

"Roughly estimated, there are about 1000 people, led by a general of the gods, but most of them are ordinary people. Only about [-] people have weapons. We can handle it!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu said in a low voice, on weekdays, it was Lu Xingshu who faced the governor in person, and he had never directly talked to the governor, the other party's momentum was particularly oppressive, he was a little cramped and nervous.

"It's good if you can handle it!"

"Order, when those people from the White Lotus Sect attack, retreat first, wait for them all to come out, and then fight again. No one can escape. There is no room for mistakes in this matter!"

"In addition, send another 200 people out and scatter them around. When the White Lotus Sect bandits flee, they will be responsible for chasing and killing them, leaving no one behind!"

A faint voice mixed with an unconcealable cold breath came from inside the carriage, Jin Yiwei Qianhu nodded slightly, and left in a hurry. Soon after, an order was spread, and then, two hundred fans came out separately and sneaked into the carriage. In the forest on both sides of the road.

"Everything is ready..."

Su Hanyun took a deep breath, followed the slowly moving convoy to the distance, with an unconcealable expression on his face.

Following his line of sight, in a yellow mountain forest, there are countless ragged, yellow and emaciated people gathered, thousands of people are mighty, like a black torrent.

The leading general was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, shining eyes, and a half-human tall saber on his waist.

This person is one of the ten god generals, named Wang Meng, with a nine-ring saber that is powerful enough to be comparable to a second-rate master. Among the ten god generals, he has a high prestige!
"General, the food delivery team has appeared!"

A thin man ran over from the foot of the mountain, knelt down in front of Wang Meng, with a little excitement on his face, and said,
"We have probably seen it. There are not many people, only seven to eight hundred people."

"See clearly?"

Wang Meng asked in a low voice.

"See it clearly!"

The man showed disdain on his face, and sneered,

"Those guys seem to be afraid that we don't know that they are transporting food. The guard of honor is really magnificent. The flag of the East Police Factory is flying high into the sky, and you can see it clearly at a glance!"

"Don't worry, General, it's absolutely fine!"

"Humph……"

Hearing this, Wang Meng had an unconcealable sneer on his rough and dark face, as well as strong disdain, and said,

"A bunch of idiots, knowing that our White Lotus Sect is entrenched in Mopan Mountain, they dare to leave here? They even put on such a big honor guard, you are really stupid to say these things, it seems to stand out and be a target for us!"

"That's right, these officers and soldiers are really a bunch of trash!"

"The ones from Chang'an City are all pampered trash, it's really boring!"

Several people who looked like generals also sneered, their faces were full of disdain. From their point of view, this [-] loads of food was already within easy reach!

"They're almost here!"

"Get ready to do it!"

A carriage team appeared in sight, Wang Meng sneered, and pulled out the Nine Ring Saber from his waist!

Evil spirit rises!

(End of this chapter)