This night is destined to be restless.
Shenjia Village is not far from Fucheng. Although you can't hear the sound from the city gate, you can see the faint flash of fire over there.
The patrol team cleared the village entrance as quickly as possible, and everyone returned to the gully again.
"Brother Xingluo, do you want me to go over there and ask about the situation?"
Shen Qingsong felt a little addicted to being a messenger, his eyes shining brightly.
"No need."
Shen Xingluo said, "Someone
from the mob must return." It only took a dozen days for the refugees to become a mob, and everyone had selfish motives, so it was impossible to become a rope in a short time.
Once there is any change at the gate of Fucheng, these 20,000 people will become a mess.
Under such circumstances, it is inevitable that someone will want to escape.
I just don't know if the fifth prince who came from Huaishan Camp can capture them all.
Shen Xingluo's guess was accurate. When Cheng Xi was sitting on a stone and about to fall asleep, there were waves of wailing and footsteps coming from the direction of the Fucheng entrance.
"Here we come."
Not long after, scattered mobs fled in this direction one after another.
Not to mention the weapons, even the clothes on his body were in tatters, and some people were even bleeding.
"So many?"
Cheng Xi took a quick look and found that there were quite a few people behind him, as many as several thousand at least.
Shen Manyun immediately led his people to stand ready, and the patrol team's enthusiasm was mobilized again.
"Everyone, get ready!"
Shen Xingluo stopped watching, with a stern look in his black eyes.
"Qingsong, tell Song Zhi's people to take action later."
"Yes!"
Shen Qingsong's thin figure slipped away like a loach again.
The mob returning from Fucheng seemed to be scared out of their wits by the officers and soldiers. Their steps were scattered and there was a sense of panic all over their bodies.
Although morale is completely gone, there is a saying that is good, which is to beat the old master to death with random punches.
The people on the patrol still didn't dare to relax and be careless.
The mob divided into two groups. One group fled in the direction of Qingshan Village, while the other group thought that the area had been taken and came directly to the houses in Shenjia Village.
Most of the traps that were destroyed just now are no longer usable, so the patrol team can only activate the second plan.
"Pull!"
Lian Hu shouted, and a rope suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, and the mob rushing at the front was immediately trapped.
With a popping sound, a bunch of people fell on the ground.
Then the bow and arrow were shot from the ravine, and the arrow feathers were still covered with the blood of the previous wave of people.
"Whoosh -"
"Ah - there is an ambush, there is an ambush!"
"Run away!"
When Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi came out of the ravine, hundreds of elite soldiers who were lying in ambush not far away also rushed out.
Attack from both sides.
"There are officers and soldiers, there are officers and soldiers here!"
The mob was in chaos, and thousands of people crowded together in a thick crowd.
The patrol showed no mercy at all. Anyone who tried to rush into the village was put down without stopping the weapons in their hands.
Cheng Xi turned the electric baton's current to the maximum. Whenever he swung it, it would cause a piece of him to fall.
Not long after, everyone's weapons saw blood again.
At some point, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction of Fucheng. Everyone took the time to look and saw elite soldiers wearing armor coming towards this direction.
"Anyone who hurts the people and commits crimes will be killed!"
The leader tightened his horse's reins, and his loud voice reached everyone's ears.
The fifth prince, Fu Chenglan, was sitting on horseback, swiping the halberd in his hand to eliminate two nearby mobs.
With just one glance, he saw Shen Xingluo, the most outstanding person among the crowd.
His sword-shaped eyebrows were raised slightly, and his sharp eyes were filled with surprise.
"Song Zhi, who is that person?"
"He is Shen Xingluo." Shen Xingluo.
Fu Chenglan is no stranger to this name, especially in recent days.
This name was mentioned more than once in Mr. Jiang's letters to him, so he sent someone to check on this person.
"He was Jieyuan who took the provincial examination last year. How could he have such great skills?" He
was decisive in killing and had an outstanding temperament.
It can be said that the two words "scholar" and "scholar" have nothing to do with each other.
Fu Chenglan almost suspected that the person he wanted to ask was not the same person that Song Zhi saw.
"It is said that he studied with Cheng Daqian for some time, and he is the best escort in Hongwei Escort."
Song Zhi subconsciously went to look for Cheng Daqian, but before he could find him, he was stunned by Cheng Xi's tricks.
"!!!"
Then, isn't that Uncle Cheng's daughter?
He had met him several times in the village. Every time he met him, he smiled and looked cute.
What was he thinking at that time?
Uncle Cheng, such a domineering man, actually gave birth to a lovely daughter who was as beautiful as a flower.
But now?
Song Zhi subconsciously touched his face, feeling a little painful for some reason.
"It's incredible!"
The little lady just held a not too thick stick in her hand. How could she knock down a large area by swinging it?
Moreover, the fallen person was still far away from her, and was not even touched by her stick.
This is unreasonable!
Fu Chenglan also noticed the only bright color in the crowd.
Whether it's her clothes or her thin body, Cheng Xi has the same stride as others.
"Who is that?"
There is more than one master in this village?
"That's Shen Jieyuan's wife, Uncle Cheng's daughter."
".?"
Fu Chenglan couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at his rightful man who had bowed his head, and saw Song Zhi's mouth widening. He was more frightened than surprised.
You don't know about love either?
So many days spent in Shenjia Village were wasted.
*
The refugee riots finally came to an end today.
As the weather became brighter and brighter, Song Zhi took over the bandits of Qingshan Village in Shenjia Village overnight. Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they left the village.
Especially the scarred ones, the happy expressions on their faces should not be too obvious.
"It's time to leave this poor place, wuwuwu——"
"I never want to come back!"
"Go quickly, go quickly, don't look back, don't look back!"
More than 250 people were "escorted" by soldiers one by one. He was walking fast, and if he hadn't been aware of the threat of a weapon next to him, he would have flown into the air.
This made the officers and soldiers responsible for the escort very puzzled.
"What's going on? There seems to be something wrong with this bandit?"
"Looks like he is willing to go to prison with us?"
"That doesn't make sense!"
"Is it possible that he is frightened by the name of our fifth prince?"
" That must be the case!"
The officers and soldiers thought about it fiercely, and finally nodded solemnly, with an expression of "I have seen through the truth" on their faces.
At that time, in the Shen family ancestral hall.
Fu Chenglan, Mr. Jiang, and Shen Xingluo each sat on one side, with a thick account book spread out on the wooden table in the middle.
"Is this the Zhou Mansion's treasury account book?"
"Yes, I took it personally."
Mr. Jiang picked up the account book and flipped through a few pages, then checked the gift list provided by Zhuang Kun for a moment, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
"Everything matches up."
"Now that the evidence is complete, it seems that the trial can begin."