What surprised Zheng Anping was that both Masan and the city owner stood firmly in the car. This was not easy: today I can't stand firmly when taking the bus. At that time, the car had no tires and the ground was not a road. It was almost in the countryside. The gravel road is very bumpy. Zheng Anping has the background to go to school as a child, and it is still very difficult to maintain balance. The city owner can say that it is okay, but maybe Masan...

Masan said in a deep voice: "Are those two people still in the city?"

The city lord didn't say a word.

"When Qingzhuang leaves the city, let them take advantage of the chaos and leave!" Masan said again.

The city lord snorted and said, "This brother..."

Masan said: "Brother Zheng, you might as well!"

The city lord said: "This little kid with a yellow mouth cannot be a great weapon! He actually caused such a big thing!"

Ma San said: "Save the lives of the whole city first. Let Jingzhuang leave the city and be a pioneer as long as he is a pioneer. Save one life first."

The city lord said: "That's all we can do... What should the women and children in the city do?"

Masan said: "Mr. Xinling is kind-hearted, so the women and children in the city will only be kept as hostages. As long as there are no accidents among the people outside the city, there will be no trouble in the city."

The city lord said: "Third brother trusts Lord Xinling so much!"

Ma Sandao said: "My brother and Lord Xinling have a close relationship, and I have traveled with his disciples for three journeys, and have often been friends with him. Lord Xinling is known throughout the world for his trustworthiness. When I saw him, it was indeed true."

The city lord sighed: "Our city has been established for hundreds of years. Once..."

Masan said: "Hasn't the city lord been conscious a long time ago? It's not easy to sleep peacefully for a hundred years on the side of the beam. Sooner or later, he will end up with someone else. He will return to Lord Xinling, not bad!"

The city lord sighed: "In troubled times..., in troubled times..., life is not as good as a dog..."

Zheng Anping drove the car and listened to the two people talking about big things. He felt hot and cold in his heart and had an indescribable feeling. But there was no emotion on his face, as if he was taming the four horses wholeheartedly. horse.

Not long after, the car arrived at the square in front of the small town. The city owner shouted "Open the city" from the car and jumped out of the car. Masan said to Zheng Anping, "Wait here" and also jumped out of the car. The city gate opened and the two entered the city, leaving Zheng Anping alone in the car.

Zheng Anping subconsciously looked at the small hut on the edge of the city. The door of the hut was closed. Zheng Anping couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded thinking about what happened today. He was sleeping peacefully in this hut in the morning, and he couldn't help but be involved in something. During the assassination case, the target of the assassination turned out to be Lord Xinling, and he unexpectedly rushed forward and received two sword blows for no reason...

A pain in his chest called him back. "Mr. Zhongyue's medicine is really good. I took the medicine in the evening and now I can drive!" Zheng Anping was unexpectedly satisfied, "It seems that it won't take long to recover."

Masan is really weird. He usually doesn't seem to have any potential, but he is so outstanding at critical moments... Not only is he good at driving, he is also very familiar with the city lord, and he seems to know everything about the assassination... Who is he?

"Brother Zheng, it's okay!" Ma San seemed to have never said anything to him before, so why did he trust himself so much at the critical moment?

Zheng Anping intuitively felt that he was in a huge trouble, "But maybe it's a turning point!" Today, he also established a relationship with the aloof Xinling Lord, and got acquainted with Masan again, whom he thought he was familiar with. It seems to have some extraordinary origins. "You must never offend anyone, and you must never reject anyone!" He said to himself. This is difficult, but it must be so. He intuitively felt that one wrong step would lead to an abyss; and if Going online smoothly may be a turning point in his life. He can't see what's ahead and can only wait passively.

The city was buzzing with people, angry yelling, women sobbing, children crying... interspersed with the sounds of chickens and dogs, the neighing of horses and the low roars of cattle and sheep.

A voice overpowered these noises and reached Zheng Anping's ears clearly: "A man must be bloody and able to protect the women and children in the city. What are you afraid of when you go out to fight? It's a man, no one wants to fight! Don't be a coward."

, if you make people look down on you, then you are nothing!”

Someone asked something, and the voice said: "My youngest son is thirteen years old this year, and I am sixty years old. We are all going out of the city. The men in the city, those older than my youngest son and younger than me, are all young and strong.

All leave the city! Bring equipment... No? Pick up the door bolts at home! Bring as much grain as you can! Don't delay, wait for the beheading when the army arrives!"

Soon, the city gate opened again, and a carriage came out first. The shadowy figure at the head was the city lord, and those who followed should be his sons. They were all very capable, holding long poles in their hands, facing the city gate.

They lined up in a line. Then, people came out one after another, some were capable and had the same thing in their hands; some were miscellaneous, and they didn't know what they were holding in their hands. Slowly, many people stood on the field.

Man, Ma San finally came out and said to the city lord: "No more!"

The city lord called a name and asked if everyone was here, and everyone whose name was called answered "all". The city lord said: "Count the number of people!...A total of one hundred and sixteen people! Form a line! Cheer up! Don't let it go.

People look too small!"

As soon as the formation here ended, the Wei army's outpost arrived. Seeing people lining up in front of the city from a distance, they stopped advancing and looked towards the sentries on both sides. Soon, the sound of horns was heard from the Wei army.

Masan led the city lord and his vehicle towards Zheng Anping. He asked the city lord to wait in front of the square, got into Zheng Anping's car, pointed to the direction from which Wei Jun came, and said to Zheng Anping: "Brother, let's go there!"

Zheng Anping waved the reins lightly, led the car, and drove slowly towards the main road. Soon he met the front of the Wei army who was lining up. Ma San took out a talisman from his arms and held it high in his hand. Zheng Anping still maintained

He drove towards the formation gate at a gentle speed. The officer guarding the formation gate inspected the talisman and waved to let him go. Zheng Anping drove through the formation and came to the front army flag and drum car. He jumped out of the car and held the talisman in his hand.

The salute reported: "The general has accepted the defeat in the city, and the front army is on standby!" It was Jin Bi who was supervising the front army. He waved expressionlessly: "Got it!" Masan got on the car again and passed through the front army.

Heading towards the central army, he once again conveyed the news of the defeat in the city to Mang Mao, who was in charge of the central army. Then he found Lord Xinling of the rear army. As the front army formed a formation, the central army and the rear army also stopped advancing and turned to

In formation, Lord Xinling stood in front of the flag and drum chariot, mounted on a larger stone, and watched the rear army line up. Ma San reported that the young men in the city had left the city, and Lord Xinling looked at Zhang Ye and Zhong

Yue said: "We will go over there!"

Zheng Anping got out of the car and handed it back to Xiahou. Lord Xinling and Mang Shen got on the car, one on the left and the other on the right. There were less than a hundred post soldiers and military soldiers behind the car, as well as diners who did not get out of the procession.

Follow behind the car.
Chapter completed!