Yunyue past events

The gate of Mengyang City was opened, and two carriages came out of the city, followed by a guard. The carriages drove eastward, and drove along the "golden road".The Golden Road is a road built by Rongguo to transport copper ore. It is relatively straight, can pass through horse-drawn carriages, and is fortified along the way.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhaoling looked back at Mengyang City behind him. Today's weather is clear and the smog at the foot of the mountain has dissipated. People and things in the smelting field can be seen.

An inexplicable melancholy floated up from the bottom of Zhao Ling's heart, until Mengyang City was far away, and the purple and tall towers on the distant mountains could no longer be seen. Such emotions were gradually dispelled.

Yue Qian came out of the smelting workshop, looked up habitually at the city gate, and saw the opened Mengyang city gate, a carriage leaving east, and a sizeable guard. He stood there for a long time.

Ignoring Supervisor Chu's harsh curses, even the whip on his back.

When the carriage disappeared, Yue Qian turned his head, his expression was fierce and terrifying, his eyes were shattered, Supervisor Chu was stunned, the whip in his hand was stagnant in the air, and he forgot to drop it.

Yue Qian walked in front and walked towards the charcoal burning field. He was covered in dirt, the rags around his waist were so dirty that the original color could not be seen clearly, the blood oozing from the welts on his back soon became stained with dust, and the blood coagulated.

Behind him was Supervisor Chu's scolding. He viciously abused his own people in Yunyue language, as if the more cruel he was to Yue Nu, the more he could show his identity different from Yue Nu.

The charcoal burning site is always full of smoke, and the figure of the prisoner flickers in and out of it. Yue Qian remembers the day before yesterday when he "meeted" Zhao Ling across the Zixi River in the smoke.

Thinking back to just now, the carriage carrying Zhao Ling drove out of Mengyang City Gate and headed east.

Young Master Ling left.

Sometimes Zhao Ling's face would appear in his mind, and sometimes he would really like to hear his voice again, but Yue Qian didn't think it was because of longing.

Today is the seventh day of the lunar new year, and tomorrow is the eighth day of the lunar new year. The day when Feng Boyi agreed to start an incident is coming.

The carriage was driving on the golden road, passing the second outpost on the road, the speed of the carriage slowed down, and finally stopped. Zhao Ling stepped off the carriage and boarded a small hill.

Under the hills are the villages and farmland of Yunyue people.

The farmland was deserted, most of the cottages collapsed, and the population of the village withered, only a few old and young, and a thin dog.

With such a warm climate in the south, even in winter, there are still vegetation and trees in spring. People here live on rice. During the Taiping era, they were able to live a self-sufficient life.

The village used to be prosperous, and there used to be laughter among the houses.

Wei Ping looked up at the westward sun in the sky. He climbed up the hillside and said to Zhao Ling on the hillside: "Young master, after leaving the golden road, there may be bandits on the road. It is best to reach the Yuejin Ferry before dark. The time is not right." Early, without further delay."

Zhaoling came down from the hillside and said, "Let's go."

The afternoon wind blew Zhaoling's broad sleeves, and the wind was chilly. The temperature difference between day and night in the mountainous area was large, and it was inconvenient to spend the night in the mountain.

Zhaoling boarded the carriage, and the carriage continued to move forward. In the evening, the carriage passed the third post on the Golden Road, and drove out of the mountain to the Yuejin Ferry.

Zhao Ling and Wei Ping and his party arrived at the Yuejin Ferry, and saw several torches lit at the ferry, the wharf was busy with ships, there were warships carrying soldiers, grain ships carrying grain, and several men in civilian attire. Carrying a small family, he talked anxiously at the pier with the soldiers in charge of the ships.

Wei Ping went to inquire about the news, came back soon, and said to Zhao Ling, "It's the officials who escaped from Nanyi County. I heard from them that the bandits of 'King Qing' just captured the city of Nanyi County. Ze then led the troops to the direction of Peng County."

Zhao Ling said: "Since they know the name of the second-in-command, do they know the name of the thief 'King Qing'?"

Wei Ping shook his head: "I just asked them, and I really don't know, it's weird."

The name of the leader of the thieves is a mystery, but the second in command has a name and surname. I am afraid there is only one possibility, the head of the thieves deliberately concealed his identity.

Zhao Ling and Wei Ping were sitting in the house talking, waiting for the soldiers to arrange the boats. At this time, the officials in charge of the water transportation to Vietnam rushed to meet the distinguished guests.When he came, he happened to hear Zhao Ling and Wei Ping's conversation, and heard them mention the word "Qing Wang".

The Cao official said: "Young master, 'King Qing' appears and disappears like a ghost, and I still don't know his name and surname. Fortunately, someone in Ze County has seen him, and I just got a portrait of him here."

Wei Ping quickly asked, "Where is the portrait?"

The Cao officials immediately called a soldier to pick it up, and after a while a wanted portrait was handed over to Wei Ping.

Unfolding the portrait, Wei Ping was puzzled at first, then seemed surprised, and then handed the portrait to Zhao Ling. His eyes were very complicated, and the expression on his face was somewhat unbelievable.

Zhao Ling took the portrait, and the moment she saw the portrait, she immediately recognized the so-called "Qing King" as Yue Qian.

The man in the portrait has disheveled hair and fierce eyebrows. The painting is a bit distorted, but the facial features are still easy to identify.

Zhao Ling is all too familiar with Yue Qian's appearance.

Touching the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting with her fingers, Zhao Ling was shocked and then fell silent for a while.

After more than a year, I saw Yueqian again, and it was in this way.

Cao Li said: "I heard that this thief is only in his early 20s. I don't know where he learned martial arts, and he has some strategies. At the beginning, this thief deliberately pretended to be a farmer in order to attack the county town of Zejun. Build the city wall..."

Before the Cao official finished speaking, Zhao Ling suddenly stood up, and Wei Ping followed him up, Wei Ping felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know where the uneasiness came from.

Zhao Ling was thoughtful, and suddenly asked: "Wei Ping, how far is Peng County from Jingu Pass?"

So it turns out, Wei Ping suddenly realized, where did this uneasy premonition come from, are these Yunyue bandits planning to attack Jingu Pass?

"My lord, it only takes half a day to travel from Peng County to Jingu Pass!"

Seeing Zhao Ling's solemn expression, Wei Ping asked, "Don't you think the more..."

Yue Qian has great powers and has already sneaked into Jingu Pass?

He didn't continue, Wei Ping knew that he couldn't mention Yueqian's name, and there was an outsider, Cao Li, present.

Gong Ziling's former attendant has now become the leader of Yun Yue's rebels, which is unexpected.Who would have thought that Yue Qian not only survived, but also led a group of Yunyue people to rebel.

The Cao official didn't know why, and couldn't understand the conversation between the two. He was a subordinate, so he didn't dare to ask more questions.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Wei Ping thought about the pros and cons, and felt that there was no sign that Yue was hiding in Jingu Pass, and that King Qing's men were heading for Peng County, and the possible goal was Peng County.

However, the whereabouts of these bandits were suspicious. They captured the county town of Yinan County, but did not leave the main force to guard the township. Instead, they marched northward, which is unreasonable.

Zhao Ling asked Cao Li to explain in detail how "Qing Wang" attacked the county town of Zejun. Divine power.

After the caddy left, Wei Ping asked, "My lord, are you sure it's him?"

Are you sure it's diving?

Of course Wei Ping knew Yueqian, but the one on the portrait was not very similar.

"It's him." Zhao Ling said firmly, how could he mistakenly admit it.

If Gongzi Ling came to identify him, he must be more submerged. If it is really him, it will be quite troublesome, Wei Ping thought.No wonder it is rumored that "King Qing" is the son of King Yueling, he is really Prince Yunyue, not a fake.

Wei Ping asked: "Young Master, why do you think others are at Jingu Pass?"

Zhao Ling said, "I'm not sure."

It's just a feeling, that feeling was very strong in Meng Yangcheng, like Yue Qian was beside him, and a few times it seemed as if he could be seen just by turning around.

Zhao Ling didn't know that Yue Qian was the "Qing King" before, so Zhao Ling didn't think much about it. Now that he thinks about it, the strong feeling in Mengyang City may not be an illusion.

Zhaoling thought for a while, and said: "The whereabouts of this group of thieves are suspicious. I am afraid that the target is not Peng County. Besides, the thieves have not appeared, but the second in command is leading the army. It is really hard to think about it——Wei Qing, return to Mengyang City with me tomorrow morning. !"

Wei Ping replied: "Yes, Young Master!"

He also felt that something was wrong, and he needed to observe the movements of the "Qing King" tribe.

Right now Yunyue is full of rebellious bandits everywhere, Rongbing is overwhelmed, temporarily unable to organize a powerful army to crusade against the "Qing King"? It's really a headache.

It's fine if it's just an ordinary thief, but Yue Qian is the son of King Yue Ling, and his identity alone is very appealing.

Decided to return to Mengyang City tomorrow morning, Zhaoling spent the night at Yuejin Ferry.

In the dead of night, the oil lamp was dim, and Zhao Ling was sitting in front of the desk, on which was the wanted portrait of Yue Qian. He was staring at the portrait, holding a snake-shaped necklace tightly in his right hand.

Under Mengyang City, Yue Qian's surroundings were pitch black, only a crescent moon outside the window shone with light. Amidst the ups and downs of each other's snoring, he missed the person who left by car during the day.

The longing was so intense that he could not sleep.Habitually touched the pendant on his chest - the jade cup, his fingers felt empty, only to remember that this precious jade was not with him.Yue lurked in Mengyang City and served as a prisoner for more than half a month. The days were not long, but felt very long.

Yue Qian doesn't care about suffering and suffering, his will is as firm as a rock, and he is strong enough.

Even such a strong person has a soft spot in his heart.

Close your eyes, get rid of all distracting thoughts, get rid of Zhao Ling's figure, concentrate on thinking about tomorrow's things, tomorrow is the eighth day of the lunar new year.

In the afternoon, Zhaoling's carriage was driving towards Mengyang City. Today, he walked the road he walked yesterday, but in the opposite direction.The mountain wind blew on Zhaoling's face, bringing a chill. There was no emotion on his face, and he could not see any emotion, only the tiredness in his eyebrows and eyes.

Almost got no sleep last night.

The carriage was driving on the golden road, over the mountains, and the items on the carriage made noises due to the bumps.

Going south to Yunyue, Zhaoling carried a lot of items, including bows and arrows. At this time, a red bow was placed on his lap and held in his hand.

Although Yunyue was full of bandits, there were guard posts guarded by soldiers along the golden road, and the guards followed the carriage, which required Zhao Ling's hands, and holding the bow was just a subconscious behavior.

Under Mengyang City, Yueqian delivered items to the iron smelting workshop as usual, but today it was clay.Take clay from the stream, put it into a large bamboo basket, carry the wet and heavy clay, and walk along the slippery bank of the stream.

The smelting workshop needs a large amount of pottery clay, which is used to make pottery models for casting.

Transporting clay is far more difficult than transporting charcoal, mineral materials, and even stones. The places where clay is dug are full of dangers, and the roads are muddy and difficult.

The prisoners carried heavy bamboo baskets and strode forward with difficulty. Every step they took would leave deep footprints on the mud.

Day after day of high-intensity labor and poor diet, many prisoners have injuries and diseases, and there are always three or four people who fall behind, and because of falling behind, they are whipped by the supervisor.

The screams sounded in the ears, and Supervisor Chu swung his whip more vigorously. Some prisoners were frightened and gritted their teeth to speed up their pace. Some prisoners stopped and looked back at their fellows who were being whipped.

Every whip is blood, every whip is hate.

Some young inmates clenched their fists and their eyes were full of anger when they heard the supervisor's cursing and the screams of the same kind.

Yue Qian couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed Supervisor Chu's whip-wielding arm and shouted: "Stop!"

"What? You still want to rebel!" Supervisor Chu broke away from Yue Qian's restraint, and whipped Yue Qian's face with a whip, leaving a bloodstain on the other's cheek.

Yue Qian said coldly: "So what?"

Before he could finish his voice, a horn sounded in his ears. Immediately afterwards, the gate of Mengyang City was opened, and an army of about 2000 people came out of the city.

The sound of the smelting field seemed to have stopped, and everyone, including prisoners and supervisors, stopped what they were doing and looked at the bank of the stream in unison.

They had never seen such a thing before, these officers and soldiers were in a hurry, and they were walking towards the mountain road to the west, which only led to one place - the Zitong Mountain Mine.

"what happened?"

"What happened to Copper Mountain?"

The prisoners whispered.

At this moment, only Yue Qian knew clearly: Feng Boyi has made a move!

Feng Boyi had spent a long time in the mountains recharging his batteries, according to the agreement, today he would lead his troops to attack the military camp of the Rong soldiers stationed at the Zitong Mountain Mine and release the prisoners.

Zitong Mountain was attacked, and the news of the prisoner's rebellion must have reached Mengyang City, so Mengyang City sent troops to support it.

The officers and soldiers stationed in Mengyang City poured out of the city, leaving the city empty.

Seeing the mobilization of the army, Supervisor Chu guessed that something must have happened to the Zitongshan Mine. He was a little panicked, ignored Yue Qian, and drove away the prisoners who stood by and watched: "Get up! A bunch of cheap bones, I have to beat you!" It takes a whip to take a step!"

Under the urging of the supervisor, the prisoner continued to move forward, sneaking more and more among the prisoners, looking ahead, his eyes fell on a building not far away - a warehouse for storing weapons.

The weapons cast in the smelting workshop are stored in the warehouse on weekdays. The warehouse is guarded by Rong Bing day and night. There are not many people. At this time, there are only about [-] people inside and outside.

When he was a prisoner in Mengyang City for a long time, the more he dived, the sooner he found out the situation.

How many prisoners, how many supervisors there are in the smelting field, how many warehouses there are for storing weapons, where are they located, and how many soldiers are guarding them, they have long been clear.

Yue Qian followed the team of prisoners and passed the charcoal burning field. Peng Zhen was waiting for him, his blood-red eyes stared round with excitement.Behind him, Supervisor Chu was still chasing away the slow-moving prisoners. At this time, he was in a particularly irritable mood and struck hard. The sound of whipping sounded again. It was a sick and weak prisoner who was begging for mercy constantly, with sad and desperate eyes.

The prisoners either clenched their fists and kept silent; or turned their faces away sadly, unable to bear to watch.

By his side, Peng Zhen was holding a piece of unburned pitch-black wood in his hand, his eyes glaring fiercely.

Yueqian silently unloaded the backpack full of clay from his shoulders, and walked towards Supervisor Chu who was being violent. As soon as he approached, the other party immediately became alert when he saw him, and shouted: "What are you going to do! You haven't returned to the team!"

Supervisor Chu flicked his whip, and Yue Qian immediately grabbed the whip, and what happened next was completed in an instant. Yue Qian wrapped the whip around the opponent's neck, tightened his arms on the whip, and exerted all his strength in anger.

Supervisor Chu, who was yelling, fell silent for a moment, and then fell down straight, motionless.

Yue Qian kicked Supervisor Chu's body away, raised his head and glanced at the crowd, and said loudly, "I am Yue Qian, the son of King Yue Ling, and I have an appointment with Feng Boyi, and we want to start an incident today! Feng Boyi has captured Zitong Mountain Mine, release prisoners, gentlemen, it’s time for us to resist! The arsenal for storing weapons is in front, there are not many soldiers, only about twenty, please follow me!"

The prisoner was shocked when he saw Yue Qian suddenly killed supervisor Chu, and he was even more shocked when he heard his words, and lost his reaction for a while.

After the shock, several young men took off the big bamboo baskets on their backs and approached Yueqian. Immediately afterwards, all the prisoners around him took off the bamboo baskets and gathered towards Yueqian.

The area where Feng Boyi was active in the past was in the vicinity of Mengyang City. All the prisoners in Mengyang City had heard of his name and knew him.

Seeing the prisoners responding one after another, Peng Zhen was overjoyed. He ran along the bank of the stream regardless of the shackles on his feet, and shouted: "Zitong Mountain has been captured by Feng Boyi's troops! Zitong Mountain has been captured by Feng Boyi's troops!" Captured!"

His voice was resounding, like a bell: "How long will everyone have to endure! There are not many soldiers in Mengyang City now, if you stay here, you will die, and you may survive the rebellion, so what are you waiting for! Damn it!"

The sound of "anti-fucking" soon resounded in every corner of the smelting field. The anger of the prisoners had already reached its limit, and it was only a small spark to ignite them.

The prisoners rose up to resist, and the first thing they did was to kill the overseer. The grudge had been accumulated for a long time.

After killing the supervisor and setting fire to the smelting shed, the prisoners, led by Yue Qian and Peng Zhen, flocked to the weapon warehouse.There are two arsenals by the stream, both of which are built near the smelting field for the convenience of storage and transportation.

Yue Qian led the crowd towards the arsenal. They were prisoners, and the weapons in their hands were just sticks and stones.The guards of the arsenal wore armor and held short swords. They were usually majestic and majestic. When they saw a large number of prisoners coming, they all retreated into the arsenal and closed the gate of the arsenal.

A wooden door couldn't withstand the beatings of angry prisoners. Soon the door was knocked open, and Yueqian broke in first. He held a wooden stick and fought with an oncoming soldier.

The soldier fell down quickly, Yue Qian picked up the dagger and held on to the sharp weapon. He killed three soldiers in a row, and no one could stop him.

Seeing that he was so strong, the prisoners were greatly encouraged, and they all killed the rest of the soldiers guarding the arsenal, and went straight into the storage room where the weapons and armor were stored.

This is the situation in the south of the river, and the situation in the north of the river is also the same. Peng Zhen led the prisoners in the north of the river to break into the arsenal and snatch weapons and armor.

A prisoner came to Yue Qian's side and shouted: "Bona, I searched all over the arsenal, but I didn't find the key to open the shackles."

Yue Qian said: "Look for the copper axe!"

Soon, the prisoner found two copper axes from the arsenal, which could split the chains connecting the shackles.In addition to chopping with copper axes, many prisoners also smashed the chains of the shackles with stones, smashing the chains with great effort.

The shackles are so crudely made that they can be broken with a little effort if you have a tool.

The smelting field was on fire, and the prisoners rebelled. Such a big commotion had already alarmed the officers and soldiers of Mengyang City. The guard Qu Jun personally led an elite force of 500 people to kill the prisoners.

At this time, many of the prisoners already had weapons. These people followed and dived, and resisted at the forefront. The only thing they could do at this time was to fight the enemy bravely.

Peng Zhen brandished a dagger and roared, "We are ten times more powerful than Rong Bing, what are they going to do! Kill these sons of bitches! Everyone has revenge for revenge, revenge for revenge!"

After staying in the smelting field for more than half a month, it seemed that he had stayed for such a long life, and suffered so many crimes, today is the time for revenge.

As a general, Peng Zhen took the lead in charging.

Qu Jun was astonished to see the prisoners attacking his troops like crazy. At this time, Mengyang City was empty. With his mere [-] troops, it is really possible that they were not the [-] prisoners from the smelting field. opponent.

The incited prisoners are more terrifying than ghosts!Their hearts are full of hatred, and this hatred can prompt them to tear down the walls of Mengyang City into ruins one by one!

After a fight to the death, [-] Rong soldiers were dispersed by prisoners coming from all directions. Seeing that the situation was not good, Qu Jun quickly summoned soldiers and retreated to the gate of Mengyang City.

Qu Jun intentionally lures the prisoners into the range of the archers in the tower. Under the threat of death from the arrow rain, Peng Zhen had to retreat, and the morale of the prisoners was frustrated.

"Raise the wooden shield to cover the bow and arrow, gentlemen, please follow me!"

Yue Qian was wearing armor, no helmet on his head, only a dagger in his hand, and no wooden shield, but the other prisoners had wooden shields, which was enough.

The prisoners obeyed the command and raised the wooden shields to cover them above their heads. They followed and dived to attack the gate of Mengyang City.

The prisoners didn't think about the fact that they can survive only by expelling the soldiers defending the city and occupying Mengyang City, otherwise there will be a steady stream of Rongguo reinforcements coming to attack.

What the prisoner wants to do is to vent, to vent his anger, to vent his hatred.

Yue Qian fought desperately, as desperately as him, and there were partners around him.A large number of prisoners gathered around him, and many of them, like him, had no protection on their heads and only a dagger in their hands.

It was already evening, and the wind in the forest was very strong. Every time the wind blew, it would disturb the banners on the city tower and make it difficult for the archers to aim their arrows at the enemy. enemy.

The gate of Mengyang City was closed tightly, there were not many Rong soldiers around Qu Jun, he was struggling to support, and he and his men were all jealous.

Qu Jun knew that once he retreated into Mengyang City and the gates of Mengyang City were opened, criminals would flood into the city like a tide, and Mengyang City would fall as a result.

Qu Jun thought desperately: probably he was going to die at the gate of the city.

On the tower, Zheng Xin, who was watching the battle, was very nervous. He was so focused that he didn't notice that there were two people climbing up the tower. One of them was carrying a green arrow and holding a red bow.

Zheng Xin commanded the archers defending the city: "When the wind is light, be sure to take down those who are at the forefront, and there must be a leader among them!"

In the chaotic battle downstairs, it was difficult to distinguish who was the leader of the thieves, how many were the leaders of the thieves, and who was leading the prisoners.The only solution at this time is to find and kill the leader, to dampen the spirit of the prisoners and make them defeated.

Standing on the battlements, Zhao Ling calmly picked up his bow and set his arrows. He aimed the arrow at a tall man with disheveled hair and a bloody body at the foot of the city.

Others couldn't distinguish the leader, but he recognized Yue Qian among the more than [-] prisoners.

It is not difficult to recognize that Yue Qian and a dozen other people rushed to the front. The skillful fighting techniques looked familiar, but the appearance of ruthless killing was very strange.

In any case, with such a face and such a person, Zhao Ling would never admit his mistake.

Sometimes when you close your eyes, his figure will appear; sometimes in the dead of night, you will feel as if he is still by your side.

Why did it come to this, why did it come to this point.

A gust of wind blew by, and during the leisure time, the wind subsided, and it was this moment!

There was a vibration from the jade guard with the thumb, and an arrow flew straight to Yue Qian who was fighting under the tower, and Zhao Ling aimed at Yue Qian's chest.

The sharp iron arrow disappeared in front of his eyes with a ray of light. Zhao Ling muttered something silently, and his hand holding the bow trembled uncontrollably.

The arrow shot towards Yue Qian, and hit his body, which seemed to be right in his chest. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the tower. At that moment, he seemed to see a phoenix bird.

Zhaoling still maintained the movement of drawing the bow and drawing the arrow. He was dressed in a glow, and his whole body was shining brightly.

This is his phoenix.

Yue Qian tightly grasped the shaft of the arrow with his hands, spit out a mouthful of blood, his expression was so stunned, his eyes widened, and then he smiled at Zhao Ling.

Never thought that we could still meet, never thought that we would meet again in this way.

Back then, when Yue went to the hunting ground to fight to the death with the mad buffalo, it was Zhao Ling who stood on a high place and saved his life with the bow and arrow in his hand.

That was the first real encounter between the two, and the place was in Yuanyu's hunting ground.

At that time, the young Yue Qian raised his head, and what he saw was the young master Zhao Ling holding the bow. The appearance of Zhao Ling at that time was deeply imprinted in Yue Qian's heart.

Slowly leaning back, the severe pain in Yueqian's chest made it difficult for him to breathe. He fell to the ground, still holding the sword in his hand. At this moment, there was only dazzling sunlight in front of him, and Zhaoling's figure could no longer be seen clearly. .

The author has something to say: Director: Ah Ling's heart is broken after shooting you with an arrow.

Yue Snake: I know.

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Yue Snake: Director, I think I can save it again.

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