The sun was scorching, and Xu Changan quickly returned to the south of the city.

Shen Fengyuan had already sat on a chair with two tables on both sides, holding a cup of tea in his hand, smacking his lips from time to time and looking around.

It seemed that the previous mobilization meeting had ended. At this time, several soldiers were digging through the crowd, seemingly looking for someone.

The old man's words rang in Xu Changan's ears: "I look scary..." But Xu Changan felt that he was a cute old man who liked to talk about great things, but he couldn't explain clearly; he thought that he was living a very confused life. , but Xu Changan felt that he understood it better than anyone else.

He looked at Shen Fengyuan under the shade of the tree. He was thin, had a long beard, and was well-groomed.

But Xu Changan suddenly felt a little chilled. After thinking about it, he pulled off the red rope tied to the pole.

He lowered his head, facing the bright sun, and walked over while the soldiers were not paying attention.

A group of common people stood on the periphery. Most of them were women and children. They didn't understand any big principles, didn't know about the important matters of their family and country, and didn't want to care about the people's livelihood. They just wanted to win a few rare places and go in to talk to their men. If possible, advise them to come back and live a good life.

Men are the rest of their lives and their hope. At this time, they are all looking at those soldiers eagerly.

The soldiers who were constantly searching the crowd didn't even look at them. Their eyes were on the poles held by a few men.

Unfortunately, there is no red rope on the pole.

Xu Changan also squeezed in, looking at the soldier who was searching for prey with a pleading look on his face.

Xu Changan was quickly ignored. There was no red thread on the pole in his hand; and for some reason, the few men who came today also carried a pole with them.

The soldier glanced at Shen Fengyuan in embarrassment. Shen Fengyuan's eyes instantly became sharp, but the next moment, they softened again.

He sipped a cup of tea, looked at the dozens of men holding poles, and said lightly: "Follow them all."

Together with the six or seven people selected before, close to twenty people are the luckiest darlings today, because they can at least go to prison to see their long-lost relatives.

The eyes of the women and children who were not selected instantly dimmed.

…

Although the south of the city is mostly a gathering place for the poor, occasionally there are a few taller buildings standing proudly in the south corner of the city.

Compared with those low, house-like places where poor people live, that building seems to stand out from the crowd.

Today, three big shots came up from one of the few tall buildings in the south of the city.

The bosses were all trembling with fear, fearing that the three big men would bump into each other, especially the gentle-looking young man in white who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Liu Chenglang, Lu Jiangqiao and Wang Huihai were on the roof.

There was no moss on the green tiles, and the wheelchair was securely on the roof. The young man in white in the wheelchair quietly waved his folding fan and looked at the prison in the south of the city.

Lu Jiangqiao pulled up his robe and sat on the roof without any scruples, beside Liu Chenglang.

Liu Chenglang glanced at Lu Jiangqiao and said, "You don't care." Then he looked at Shen Fengyuan in the distance.

Lu Jiangqiao looked at Liu Chenglang who was facing the sun, and at Shen Fengyuan who was sipping tea under the shade of a tree, and then replied: "Who are we two? Can we compare with this Lord Prefect? ​​Look at his official uniforms. How decent.”

Liu Chenglang replied calmly: "If you want to wear it, I'm afraid you can wear the official robe of Baihe."

Lu Jiangqiao let go of his hand that was supporting the tiles, patted it, then scratched his head and said, "Is it still too late to leave now?"

Liu Chenglang glanced at him but didn't reply, and neither did Lu Jiangqiao.

The three of them saw that Shen Fengyuan was about to lead someone to jail. Lu Jiangqiao stood up, patted his butt and said, "As expected, this trip was in vain."

"You came here in vain?"

Lu Jiangqiao turned his head and looked at Liu Chenglang and said with a "hehe" smile: "Didn't you already know that the spy wasn't that stupid, and why didn't he come?"

Liu Chenglang really didn't want to talk to him.

Lu Jiangqiao put his hand on Liu Chenglang's wheelchair. Wang Huihai's expression immediately became serious and he held the sword tightly.

The roof was a little sloping, and the wheelchair happened to be stuck between the cracks of the tiles. If Lu Jiangqiao pushed gently at this time, and Wang Huihai was there, Liu Chenglang would not be in danger of his life, but if he fell somewhere, he would not know what to do if he fell to the ground. , even if you dig three feet in the ground, you can't find anyone like him.

Liu Chenglang waved his hand to indicate that Wang Huihai was fine.

Lu Jiangqiao leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I'm just like you. Real villains like us always want to see this hypocrite. We know it's disgusting, but we still want to see him. Look at him now. , where can you still look like you were crawling under your wheelchair, begging for your life?"

"We, we are such villains, we will never cause any trouble for you until we achieve our goal."

As he said that, he pushed the wheelchair with both hands. Liu Chenglang did not move. He let him push. Wang Huihai was like an alert wolf. As long as Lu Jiangqiao moved, he would definitely take action faster.

"How about I help you push the wheelchair from now on?" Lu Jiangqiao said calmly.

"Let's go!" Liu Chenglang said as if he was ordering Wang Huihai.

Lu Jiangqiao pushed Liu Chenglang and walked a few steps above the roof.

“A pleasure to work with.”

“A pleasure to work with.”

Everything these two people did and said was under his control, but what Wang Huihai didn't understand was why the two people suddenly became so much closer.

On the contrary, it was me who seemed to be excluded.

The three of them went downstairs and rushed towards the north of the city.

Outside the north of the city, war drums beat like spring thunder.

Liu Chenglang and Lu Jiangqiao were at the top of the city, their faces full of solemnity and incomprehension.

It is impossible not to be solemn when facing the enemy, but why did Jiang Ming choose this time to attack the city?

They asked themselves, if they were in the opponent's position, they would definitely not attack the city rashly. The Holy Land is vast and vast, and even if they spend their lives outside the city with them, within a few months, they will not attack Nanfeng. break.

Although the Holy Emperor would definitely not use this method in order to establish his power.

But you will be outside, and your orders will not be accepted.

It is the simplest way for them to survive and consume. It is impossible for Jiang Ming not to know this. Even if the Holy Emperor urges him, he should delay it as much as possible. The longer it is delayed, the more beneficial it is to them.

This is a truth known to both parties.

Liu Chenglang needs time, needs to deal with internal troubles, and then finds an opportunity for a decisive battle.

Jiang Ming also needs time. He is very simple. He just needs to wait for an opportunity to attack the city in one fell swoop.

But at this time, the "ginger" flag had been erected, and the soldiers rushed forward as if they had been given blood.

Liu Chenglang glanced at it but didn't care. Lu Jiangqiao pushed Liu Chenglang slowly toward the meeting hall, while Wang Huihai held his long sword and kept a distance of ten steps from them.

"Why do you think he did it?"

Liu Chenglang asked.

"This is definitely not a good time to attack the city, and he should also know that with the defeated soldiers in his hands now, there is no way he can enter the gate of Nanfeng." Lu Jiangqiao paused, and then said: "I just don't know what Chuijiang and the enemy are.

Have Qiwu and Qiwu taken action at the same time?"

Liu Chenglang was silent, and finally shook his head and said: "No, Han Shitao becoming the vanguard clearly illustrates one thing, that is, the Marshal of the West Route Army is just here to make military achievements, and the Han brothers will never kill each other."

"He rescued Li Xiaocun, do you still think so?"

Lu Jiangqiao asked back: "You don't look like someone who would underestimate your opponent."

Liu Chenglang replied calmly: "But I can see the wrong person. I was really frightened by him that day. So, after that, I searched for all the information I could find about Xu Changan."

Liu Chenglang's fingers tapped lightly on his thigh.

"Xu Changan, who lived in Weicheng since he was a child, was brought up by the man named Shi. Then he disappeared and went to Shushan. He had a good master, but after all, he had a weak foundation and was not very impressive."

When he said this, he glanced at Wang Huihai outside the door.

"It was rumored that he had some extraordinary physique in the world, but unfortunately it was sealed. Then he went to the Northern Barbarians and found the medicine left to him by Zhao Tianhao, one of the Thirteen Iron-Blooded Generals. He also had a relationship with the heir apparent of the Northern Barbarians' Shuohe Division.

A very deep relationship.”

"He is a person who is very loyal and somewhat indecisive. By the way, he is not even in his prime."

Liu Chenglang said almost all the most noteworthy things about Xu Changan in the past ten years in one breath.

"So he is at most a charlatan, not a handsome man?" Lu Jiangqiao asked.

"As a general, who has not experienced hundreds of battles before he can lead an army? He is just a Jianghu man. I think the man named Shi never thought that one day he would actually lead an army, right?"

Lu Jiangqiao nodded in agreement and said, "Then Xu Changan is really nothing to worry about."

"But even if Guo Fen and Jiang Ming attack the city at the same time, they won't be able to accomplish anything in a short time!"

Liu Chenglang pushed the wheelchair forward two steps by himself.

"I am responsible for guarding the city, but you need to figure out the purpose."

Lu Jiangqiao's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in shock: "Is it because of this spy who came in? A person who shouldn't be a spy?"

Liu Chenglang turned his wheelchair and left the meeting hall. When he saw the soldiers attacking the city, he clapped his hands and did not answer him.

"Okay, counting the time, it's almost over. No matter who he wants to send in this time, we just need to keep an eye on Shen Fengyuan."

…

After a hard fight, only a few soldiers reached the top of the city, but they were quickly beaten down.

Waves of war drums sounded again, and the soldiers knew that this was the sound of retreating drums. In an instant, they retreated like an ebbing tide.

At this time, a man wearing the uniform of a Nanfeng soldier found a secluded place at the foot of the city and changed his clothes while no one was paying attention. In an instant, an extremely ugly-looking rich man appeared in the city carrying a baggage.

"Xu Chang'an, you bastard, what kind of trouble do I have with you? I received more than a dozen letters from my young master and my adoptive father, asking me to take you back safely. I'll just go crazy with you once!" The rich young man murmured.
Chapter completed!