Summon players, rebuild Dawei

Panting, Shi Yun ran with the team, scolding his mother in his heart while running, and greeted Lan Snake and his family's ancestors by the way.

He felt that he was a fucking dog. Playing a game, he did all the things that he could not try in his life. He thought that being in prison was the limit, but he didn't expect to follow the Southwest King to escape now.

In fact, he didn't have to run away. Jiang Qingcheng's fall has nothing to do with him. He is just a frail scholar!

Kelan Snake said that the two of them had to split up, with one following the Southwest King and the other staying in the city, so that information from both sides could be obtained.

Lan Snake told him that he could get more valuable information by following the Southwest King. Shi Yun didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, so the two agreed that once the city was broken, Lan Snake would stay in the city and he would follow the Southwest King to evacuate.

After making the arrangement, Shi Yun was very happy all the time, thinking that he could finally swallow the information all by himself. It wasn't until he really got to this point that he discovered that there was a huge hole in it.

The Southwest King was too urgent to evacuate the city, except for the little emperor, he only brought more than 3000 soldiers and his confidantes.

Shi Yun was not his confidant, but in order to obtain information, he still squeezed into the evacuation team.

Then he discovered a big problem, he neither knew how to ride a horse, nor was he as distinguished as the little emperor, who could receive preferential treatment, so he could only be forced to be caught in the team and escape with the confidants of the Southwest King.

The sound of the enemy's horseshoes followed closely behind, driving them like a flock of sheep, and from time to time they would randomly pick a "lucky guy" and shoot them.

After the Southwest King left soldiers to intercept him several times, he tried to distance himself, but was soon overtaken by the enemy.

Shi Yun felt that death was so close to him for the first time. Although he can be resurrected after death, there is no prop that can replace death. Once killed, his level will be halved, so it is not worth it!

"The blue snake is a son of a bitch, plotting against me, I'm so mad..."

At first, Shi Yun treated the war with an attitude of a bystander, but now he changed his mood because he was involved in the fleeing team. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that they could run safely to the ferry and leave by boat.

But despite his prayers, they were overtaken in an open valley on the morning of the second day of their escape.

The sun was high above the zenith, blowing away the chill of the morning.

After several times of "tail-cutting", the Southwest King's team now has only a few hundred remnants, their weapons and arrows are almost exhausted, and their physical strength is even more depleted.

The Hu army slowed them down with several rounds of archery, then charged forward and surrounded them.

Naturally, the King of Southwest would not allow them to surround them, so a fight started quickly.

Shi Yun looked at the two sides fighting around him, feeling extremely flustered.

Seeing not far away, the panic-stricken King of the Southwest was leading the frightened emperor to break out of the encirclement. He finally looked at an opening and rushed over cruelly, trying to take advantage of the chaos and escape.

It's a pity that his movements were so clumsy that he was spotted by an enemy soldier before he ran a few steps, turned around and stabbed him in the stomach.

Shi Yun clutched his abdomen, thinking that he was going to die here, but when he fell to the ground, he found that his blood bar had not been emptied immediately, and there was still room for rescue.

So he quickly exchanged several kinds of medicines, including hemostatic medicine, blood tonic medicine, stamina pills, and gold sore medicine, and even secretly put a bandage on himself while the people around him were not paying attention.

After the blood stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the gravel ground overgrown with weeds, pretending to be dead while observing the battle situation.

The position where he fell was very ingenious, with his head turned sideways just facing the direction of the Southwest King and the Emperor.

He doesn't care about others, only these two, no matter who dies, it is a big news.

As long as the results of this hunt can be communicated, then his risk of almost dying is worth it.

At this moment, Shi Yun felt that he had become a war reporter with a heavy responsibility.

During the battle, the dust was flying, and someone's legs kept stumbling past his eyes, blocking his sight.

Shi Yun half-closed his eyes, letting go of everything, just staring at the two smartly dressed people, and he didn't make a sound when he was stepped on. Anyway, he didn't feel pain, as long as he didn't die.

As the casualties gradually increased, the fighting became more and more intense, and even the King of Southwest was forced to join the battle with a knife.

Suddenly, Shi Yun felt his back sink, and a heavy corpse fell on his back, making him almost unable to breathe.

But he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to breathe vigorously, for fear of being discovered that he was still alive.

What kind of crime is this...

Shi Yun muttered in his heart, when he turned his attention to the center of the battlefield again, he saw the name on the emperor's head began to move, overlapping with the logo of another NPC.

He opened his right eye slightly, and was surprised to find that the emperor didn't walk by himself, but was held hostage from behind with his arms stuck around his neck!

When Meng Xiu noticed the emperor who was alone, he knew that the opportunity to make meritorious deeds had come.

He is not a military official, even if he followed the general to this place, it would be difficult to get credit, he could only watch others show off, and now is a rare opportunity.

So, while the emperor's personal guards were far away, he easily hijacked the emperor from behind.

After the matter was done, he hurriedly shouted to Xing Sang who was riding a horse in the distance: "General, the enemy chief is here!"

Xing Sang glanced sideways, and saw that the Son of Heaven was being held hostage by Meng Xiu, so he picked up his longbow, put on a feathered arrow, and aimed at the pale-faced young man's chest.

Danger ahead, Pei Jian struggled and resisted desperately, punching and kicking the person who held him hostage, trying to get out of the predicament.

Even though the emperor was weak, he was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Meng Xiu was small and thin. Once the opponent fought hard, he would be really difficult to control.

Especially when Pei Jian bit his arm, Meng Xiu almost let go of his hand in pain.

Seeing that the other party was about to break free, he hastily pulled out the dagger, and prepared to use the knife instead of his own arm to rest on the boy's neck.

Unexpectedly, he used too much force when he raised his arm, and lost his direction. The sharp blade slashed across the opponent's neck, and in an instant, hot blood spurted on his hand.

Meng Xiu was stunned for a moment, holding the knife stiffly all over her body, and just watched helplessly as the king of a country fell in front of her.

The boy's eyes were wide open, his face was upturned, and his face was astonishingly white under the sunlight.

The death of the emperor caught the attention of the soldiers of the Wei State. The emperor, who had such a low sense of existence, finally received everyone's attention when he died.

Everyone was shocked by this and forgot to fight for a while, so Xing Sang took advantage of this opportunity to turn the arrow that was originally aimed at Pei Jian to Pei Xin who was on the side.

An arrow shot out, hitting the man's back.

Pei Xinshang didn't have time to react, and in an instant, Xing Sang shot two more arrows, killing the opponent completely.

The death of the Southwest King was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the soldiers of Wei State.

In just a short time, the two masters surnamed Pei were both killed and lost their spiritual support. The morale of the remaining soldiers was low, and they were wiped out by the Hu tribe soldiers not long after.

Meng Xiu arched her back, stood next to the corpse with an anxious look, and kept wiping the blood on her hands with a cloth towel.

While rubbing, his fingers trembled. This kind of trembling came from the depths of his heart, like fear, but also like excitement. The turbulent emotions were out of his control. No matter how he persuaded himself to relax, he still kept shaking.

Until Xing Sanglu came to his side, he said, "Killing the enemy chief is the first merit, and there will be a big reward when you go back."

In an instant, Meng Xiu calmed down.

He slowly opened the corners of his mouth, showing an unattractive smile, arched his hands, and said a little courteously: "Thank you, General."

After everyone had left, Shi Yunfang pushed away the corpses that were pressing on him, and slowly stood up while propping up his nearly numb limbs.

He glanced at the mosaics all around, and found that the corpses of the emperor and the Southwest King were gone, probably taken away by the Hu tribe, so he limped to the nearest water source, and re-washed and bandaged the wounds.

After his own life crisis was resolved, Shi Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He lay on his back on the rocky beach, staring at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

Although he always called the Southwest King and his group idiots, but when these idiot NPCs were really dead and would never appear again, he was really depressed.

Shi Yun sighed old-fashionedly, then opened the task box to communicate with the Pavilion Master, and sent all the things he saw just now.

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On the other side, after Xing Sang returned with his army, the news of the death of the emperor of Wei quickly spread in the city.

When Guo Tonggui learned the truth, he couldn't believe his ears.

He angrily ran to the camp of Meng Xiu, who was also in the army, opened the curtain and asked, "Meng Xiu, did you really kill Your Majesty?"

Meng Xiushu paused, raised her head and looked at the other party expressionlessly, and admitted frankly, "So what?"

Facing his downplaying attitude, Guo Tonggui felt a surge of anger from his dantian for no reason: "Do you still remember that you and I are both Wei people!"

"When you are in his position and seek his affairs, when you turn to Jiehu, you should abandon your national views!" Meng Xiu put down her pen and said calmly, "I killed the emperor, so what, he is the enemy of the general. , I can make a meritorious service by killing him, why don't I do it?"

"Just to make meritorious service?" Hearing this answer, Guo Tonggui felt ridiculous, and said with a disappointed face: "I really didn't expect you to be so short-sighted, that's the Son of Heaven, you killed him, it's outrageous, contemptuous and unreasonable. He is despised by everyone!"

Meng Xiu lowered her face, stood up abruptly, stroked her clothes, walked towards him calmly and asked, "Guo Tonggui, your original name is Guo Bai, you were born in the Guo family of Wu County, and you were the prefect of Dewu County, are you right?" ?”

Guo Tonggui didn't know where he got his background, and said with a tense face, "What does this have to do with my background!"

"Of course." Meng Xiu twitched the corners of her lips, and said aggressively, "You were born in a famous family, grew up reading sage books, and you can become the prefect without doing anything, so you can accuse me with righteousness and morality.

"Schools like you who were born with gold spoons in their mouths, don't know how much painstaking efforts we, the untouchables who grew up in the smelly sewers, need to make it to this point!

"Because I came from a humble background, I went everywhere to ask for an official, but I was insulted and ridiculed. They treated me like a dog. When they were happy, they would give me a bone and order a few words. Just go away!

"I can have everything I have today, wearing brocade clothes, standing here and arguing with you, all because of my hard work, I don't have your good life, so I kill the emperor, try my best to please the general, I rely on me How can I be guilty of taking the golden spoon with my own ability?"

Guo Tonggui was so ashamed and indignant by the sarcasm in his words, he said angrily, "Aren't you afraid that you will be written in the history books, and you will be stigmatized forever!"

"Historical books?" Meng Xiu sneered, "History books are written by the victors. When I assist the general to ascend the throne, I will be the one who has made great achievements in the world. I, Yunlian Meng, are the founding heroes. Who dares to insult me?"

"You!" Guo Tonggui pointed at him with a green face, unable to say a word for a while, and finally only uttered "There is no cure", and left indignantly.

Watching him walk away, Meng Xiu indifferently turned and sat back in her seat, picked up her pen and continued to work.

While copying the directory, he muttered to himself: "What's wrong with me? I'm not wrong. I just want to revitalize the family and be admired by others. What's wrong with me?"

"A-Numa, tell me, what's wrong with me?" Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, showing a puzzled expression, "A-Numa, who is Anuma?"

When he thought about it, he remembered that Anuma was the stupid boy who wandered with him from Yunlian to Xianzhou, and finally stayed in Miryang.

Recalling these, Meng Xiu suddenly showed a comfortable smile: "A Nuo, Ah Nuo, if you had followed me back then, you would have already eaten meat with me!"