After the Destiny Child was reborn

"I heard that it was Commander Li who sneaked into the enemy's camp regardless of everyone's opposition." The man who wiped his sweat suddenly stopped moving, thoughtful, and seemed to become more and more confused as he thought about it. Wang and Song Gongzi did it."

The child asked, "Why is that?"

The person whose sleeve was grabbed by him knelt down and helped the child tighten his clothes: "I can't figure it out either."

They passed by a young man with a backpack on his back. He deliberately stopped and replied, "Think about it, whoever wants to give up the reward and reputation he deserves to others must be threatened."

Several people made an epiphany voice together: "So it is!"

After hearing that the plan was successful, Liang Jingzhan lay back down with peace of mind, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from fatigue.

A few months later, Liang Jingzhan got the news that Liang Tian and the others had returned to the capital.

Although Jinzhou is considered stable, there are still people in other states running to the capital with various slogans one after another, for various reasons.

Naturally, the imperial court sent people to wipe out the rebels in Biezhou.

So during these days, more and more people came to Yuyue to take refuge.

Liang Jingzhan was so busy that he couldn't take his mind off other things, only occasionally when he stopped what he was doing, he would suddenly recall that purple dress in his mind.

Liang Jingzhan was still counting the number of people who came in today, when suddenly a reckless person came in and bumped into several people: "Your Highness is bad! The east and west gates are surrounded by troops."

Liang Jingzhan put down the brochure in his hand, and quickly calmed down: "Is the city gate closed? Who is it?"

"My subordinate saw that something was wrong, so he immediately closed the east gate, and the people who came..."

The person who reported the letter tried hard to recall, but suddenly his face turned pale, "Those people all had glowing faces, and they stood lifelessly under the city without saying a word. He...he is...the ghost army. One of the leaders said, Hiding the rebels, threatening the people, they came to be responsible for eliminating the rebels, and the subordinates didn't know whether to believe it, so they came to His Highness to make a decision."

As soon as the ghost army came out, the world was frightened.

Wherever the ghost army passed by, no one survived. They are not here to save people, they are here to massacre the city.

It is impossible for the imperial court to send the ghost army. If you want to ask who the ghost army belongs to, Liang Jingzhan happened to have seen it with his own eyes in his previous life.

The leader of the ghost army is Song Xiang.

The reason why the ghost army is called the ghost army is also because the ghost army often moves at night and looks like ghosts.

In the ghost army, everyone's face is covered with fluorescent powder, which shines dazzlingly at night, and their throats are hoarse with poisonous poison, and they talk hoarse as if their throats were burned. Saying a word tears the vocal cords.

"Ghost army?" The people sitting in the room looked at each other, their faces became ugly, and they couldn't sit down any more.

"Has the ghost army come? We escaped from death just now, and we are going to die in the hands of the ghost army?"

Someone slapped his head and suggested, "How about we sneak out now?"

Immediately, some people began to pack their bags.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, don't be afraid, with me, even if I die, I won't let you suffer any harm." Liang Jingzhan took the luggage from his hand and stood in front of him, with a firm voice, " If you mess up, things will only get worse, believe me."

In the current situation, if people's hearts are scattered first, it will become a mess.

Although the ghost army was terrifying, he believed that there was always a way to deal with it.

Right now, he has to calm down and make sure that no one will cause trouble before he can figure out a solution.

Liang Jingzhan himself had already calmed down, thinking about countermeasures calmly in his heart: "Then what about the west city gate?"

The person who was asked was timid, and his hands and feet shuddered: "West... from the west is another large army. It looks menacing, and there are about 1 people."

The west city gate can't get out either, this is to force them to a dead end.

But no matter what, he couldn't show a trace of panic. If he panicked, the whole city would be in chaos.

There was a thunder outside, lightning tore through the night sky, and the wind blew violently.

Liang Jingzhan ordered a few simple instructions to the people around him in an orderly manner: "Add more people on the city wall, be ready to deal with it at all times, stay vigilant, and don't let anyone enter the city gate."

The person who was leaving with the burden just now became a wait-and-see attitude again, and he sat back on the bed: "Then I'll wait to see what you're going to do."

The others also let go of their burdens: "It's raining and the road is hard to walk, so let's wait."

Only one person raised his burden and walked towards the door: "The ghost army is here, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die!"

Just at this time, a pawn who was drenched in rain and sweat ran in from the door, and he also shouted as soon as he came in: "It's not good! Your Highness, the two teams outside are attacking the city gate!"

"If you don't leave, we will all die here. Do you still expect him to protect you?" The man put the burden on his shoulders and pointed at Liang Jingzhan unceremoniously.

Among the few people who just sat back, some people were shaken first, and looked at their companions left and right: "This...shall we go?"

One person stood up again, and waved his arm: "Go! That companion is right, he can't protect us here, so let's find another good place to save our lives."

"The gates of the city are closed, how are you going to get out?" A person who was sitting still was lying on the bed sprawled on his back.

"Yes!" The man resisting the burden pointed to Liang Jingzhan again, "Let him open the city gate for us!"

"Open the city gate!" Several people sitting on the bed jumped off the bed and packed their bags.

Another person came up to him directly, grabbed his collar and asked, "Why don't you open the city gate for us? Do you want us to die with you!"

Seeing this, the people around drew out their swords, and Liang Jingzhan waved his hand to let them put away their swords.

"Everyone wants to leave, of course I won't stop them, but at the moment there are still ghost troops waiting outside, going out is a dead end, I will send everyone out of the city safely when it is safe outside." Liang Jingzhan looked at the other party, his eyes seemed peaceful night.

The moment the person holding his collar met his eyes, he moved his eyes away and said angrily, "You just don't want us to go out, you want us to suffer together with you, don't you? What else are you looking for if you can't protect us?" Excuse?"

Another flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the red eyes of many people in the room.

Liang Jingzhan withdrew his hand that was holding his collar, straightened the messy skirt, his expression was calm, and his voice was as calm as ever: "Settling other people here, don't hurt them, I'll go outside to see look."

The sound of rain outside was getting louder and louder, and the sound of thunder was bursting out. If you listen carefully, you can hear the muffled cries of women and children among them.

The person next to him handed over an umbrella, Liang Jingzhan took it, walked out of the house a few steps, watched the pouring rain, opened the umbrella, and walked forward without hesitation.

After taking a step, a few drops of muddy water would be splashed, and when he got under the city gate, his clothes were already stained with a puddle of mud, hanging sticky around his ankles, and even the clean socks on his feet couldn't avoid it. Becomes the color of stucco.

He first went to the east gate, and when he climbed the city wall, he looked down and saw that there was a mass of black armor.

Under the armor on their heads was a mysterious deep black, but on the faces hidden in the darkness, there were a few glowing white lights.

The ghost soldiers held sharp spears in their hands, and without making a sound, they just stood silently under the city, soaked in the rain, as if they had come out of hell to seek their lives.

"Bump!" The leader made a vague voice, the voice in his throat seemed to have been scorched by fire.

After giving an order, the ghost soldiers under the city gathered around a place like ants and squatted down. When they got up again, they all held a long wooden pillar in their arms and were heading towards the city gate.

The city gate was being slammed again and again, and the sound of slamming the iron gate sounded like a life-threatening spell in the rain.

And behind the city gate, there are the hoarse shouts of everyone blocking the city gate with their bodies.

Liang Jingzhan held onto the railing, trying his best not to tremble.

The rain slanted down on him, slapping the knuckles of his hands.

The person in the lead just looked up, and Liang Jingzhan met his eyes. Although it wasn't long, he could see from those eyes the fierceness and sharpness like wolf's eyes, which shone with a gloomy light in the night.

Just now when his eyes fell on his face, Liang Jingzhan felt as if someone had gouged out his face, so he was the one who looked away first.

Even though the face of the leader below was smeared and his voice was different, Liang Jingzhan could still recognize that person as Song Xiang.

The city gate was still under attack one after another.

If it hits like this, it won't be long before the city gate will be knocked open.

"Come out a few people, follow me out to fight."

Liang Jingzhan threw down his umbrella, went to a room in the city, took off his wet clothes, put on a tight-fitting war robe, and fastened the belt of his red robe.

As soon as he went out, all the soldiers who were waiting anxiously outside the door surrounded him. Seeing that he was about to go down, they all hurriedly advised: "Your Highness, you must not be impulsive. They are ghost troops. Human nature is extremely cruel."

"If something happens to His Highness, our Yu Yueke will be completely hopeless."

A short soldier who only reached Liang Jingzhan's waist nodded hurriedly: "Yes, we are not afraid of them, as long as His Highness orders, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever we want."

Liang Jingzhan knew all of these people, and he remembered each of their names and their friendly nicknames.

"Little Fatty, Taro, Changhe, I will be back."

The wind blows the clothes, hunting, the wind and thunder rubbing against the ears and roaring, the rain also wets the vision, it is hazy, but Liang Jingzhan has already remembered everyone's appearance in his heart, even if he can't see clearly, He can also think of everyone's past smiles in his heart.

"Since His Highness is going, we must also protect His Highness." A group of people followed behind him and walked down the city.

The army has been neatly lined up under the city, waiting to be dispatched.

There are not many troops at the east gate, less than three thousand, but even if all the guards of Yu Yue's mansion add up, they are no match for the tens of thousands of troops outside.

So open the city gates to fight, everyone knows what the outcome will be.

But Liang Jingzhan didn't think so.

He was wearing a war robe and standing at the front of the team. The rain fell like sharp arrows. He watched the city gate slowly open little by little, revealing the ghost army buried in the darkness outside.

His eyes couldn't see clearly, and his ears couldn't hear clearly. This feeling of losing all five senses was very uncomfortable.

But there's nothing wrong with that either.

Liang Jingzhan moved his finger, and the team behind him drew their swords and rushed forward, shouting loudly.

A whistle pierced through layers of rain curtains and reached everyone's ears, the sound was shrill and shrill.

The author has something to say: I really want to end it!Every time I write it, I feel like it will be the last chapter!