Back Off, Let Me Come

"Meow~~~Meow~~~"

The kitten Su Shang rubbed Chu Yao's fingers affectionately and begged some food from his hand by being cute. If Chu Yao didn't give it, it would keep looking at him with its innocent, moist eyes. Chu Yao tried to harden his heart several times but failed, so he reluctantly took out the dry food.

"It is said that 'things resemble their masters', but you are more pleasing to people than Qi Yuanliang." Chu Yao muttered in a low voice, but Su Shang couldn't understand the human words. It only knows that after it has eaten, it needs to find a comfortable place to curl up, and it is best to have a poop scraper to scratch it.

It meowed and jumped into Chu Yao's arms, exposing its belly.

Chu Yao: "..."

He really doesn't like cats.

It happened that Gong Shuwu came back at this time, so he handed over this troublesome thing. Gong Shuwu also took it well-tempered and said: "I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight. Sir, would you like to rest for a while and recuperate your energy? If necessary, wake me up?"

Chu Yao: "That's fine."

The literary heart he condensed for the second time was still unstable.

The literary spirit leaks from time to time and the state is very unstable. It requires a lot of time to cultivate and adjust. Only by cultivating enough spirit can you better display your strength. When Gong Shuwu said this, he agreed to come down the steps.

The two settled in an abandoned dwelling near the east gate of the city wall.

This place is deserted and close to the front line.

Chu Yao found a place to lean on, and soon he started to snore lightly. Su Shang didn't like the smell of sweat on Gong Shuwu's body, and he couldn't feel comfortable being held by him. He meowed in frustration, and the cat's claws grabbed his sleeves and tried to crawl out.

Hearing Chu Yao's breathing calm down, Gong Shuwu whispered to Su Shang: "Su Shang, be good and be quiet. Don't disturb your husband's sleep."

Su Shang was unyielding, having sex and trying his best to escape from the embrace of the big man. Gong Shuwu didn't dare to let it run around.

If it gets lost, where can I catch an identical one and give it to Qishan?

One person and one cat remained in a stalemate for a quarter of an hour.

In the end, Su Shang was defeated due to lack of physical strength.

He lay in Gong Shuwu's arms, stretched out, opened his mouth and yawned. His eyelids were fighting up and down as if they were filled with lead water. His front paws stepped on the strong arm muscles, and finally his head tilted, his eyelids closed, and he slept soundly. Gong Shuwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is indeed a cat raised by Mr. Qi, just like him.

Just as difficult as Mr. Qi.

There was no one around, and Gong Shuwu also began to close his eyes and rest.

But within a few breaths, he keenly noticed that the energy of heaven and earth around him changed from orderly to chaotic and violent, and a certain order was followed amidst the chaos. Gong Shuwu suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the source of the strange energy of heaven and earth - Chu Wuhui!

Could it be that he has gone crazy?

He stepped forward quickly, hesitating whether to wake up Chu Yao, and found that Chu Yao's forehead was covered with thin hot sweat, and the sweat trickled down the fragmentary gray hair at the temples, across his cheeks and chin. The long eyebrows are tightly knitted, leaving deep creases between the brows.

At first glance it looks like you are trapped in some horrific nightmare.

Gong Shuwu raised his hand and gently pushed Chu Yao's shoulder, calling softly: "Sir! Sir! Wake up, sir, wake up... How could this be?"

Shake it several times.

For light sleepers, enough to wake up.

I don't know if Chu Yao was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself, but there was no sign of waking up. Gong Shuwu was worried that something might happen, so he put his fingers on Chu Yao's wrist and sent out a ray of gentle martial energy into his meridians. The moment they made contact, they were forcefully bounced back.

Gong Shuwu: "!!!"

What should we do? ? ?

The two children were not found, and something went wrong with Chu Yao.

God seemed to hear his inner cry. Chu Yao's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes softly. It took a while for his vision to refocus. Gong Shuwu noticed it immediately, stepped forward and said with concern: "Sir - you are finally awake!"

Chu Yao seemed to be still immersed in the afterglow of the nightmare, unable to recover. After a few breaths, his five senses gradually returned to their normal state, and he shuddered violently. He raised his head and took a clear look at the surrounding scene, and asked Gong Shuwu: "Banbu, how long have I been sleeping just now? Is there any movement from the rebels at the city gate?"

"For half an hour, the rebels have not made any movement."

Chu Yao stood up in a hurry and kept mumbling words that Gong Shuwu couldn't understand. The syllables sounded like the dialect of Chu State.

What kind of nightmare is this that scares the hell out of dialect?

Gong Shuwu was filled with doubts.

"Sir, did you just have a nightmare?"

Chu Yao shook his head: "It's not a nightmare."

Gong Shuwu thought it was a trivial matter and stopped asking further.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yao said again: "It's 'a dark willow and a bright flower'."

Several question marks appeared on Gong Shuwu's face.

"What do you mean - a bright future?"

Chu Yao: "That is my way of being a scribe - there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is a bright willow and a bright future in every village. This way of being a scribe cannot be used until a desperate situation. Just when I fell asleep, it suddenly started, allowing me to see Many chaotic scenes..."

Gong Shuwu looked solemn.

Is this a scribe's way that cannot be used until desperate situations?

In other words, they will soon face a desperate situation?

An inexplicable sense of crisis filled his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "What did you see in your dream, sir? If you had predicted it in advance, could you have avoided it?"

Chu Yao said cryptically: "I'm afraid I can't avoid it."

Gong Shuwu was shocked: "Is this a fatal situation?"

The two of them are both civilized and martial, so they dare not say that thousands of troops can come and go freely, but escaping from Xiaocheng is still not a problem, unless they are unlucky enough to encounter a strong man whose level is much higher than them. But then again, how could Geng Kingdom have such a tough and ruthless character?

Chu Yao said: "It's not us."

Gong Shuwu reacted: "Is it Xiaocheng?"

Chu Yao nodded feebly: "Yes."

His scribe's way will draw out a large amount of literary energy at a time. At this time, the elixir palace is empty, and the strong weakness is accompanied by dizziness, making him unable to stand firmly and unable to sit back down.

Then he gasped for air.

"I saw in my dream that the rebels 'only besieged but not attacked' and blocked Xiaocheng. Soon the city ran out of ammunition and food. The rebels also threw corpses of diseased people into the city. No one took care of the corpses, which became a huge problem in the city. Rat delicacies...the disease spreads..."

He didn't need to describe the tragic situation in detail, Gong Shuwu could still imagine it. After hearing this, he smashed the low table beside him with his palm. The sound of the wooden table falling apart startled Su Shang who was napping in his arms, so he had to suppress his temper and comfort him.

Lowering his voice: "Only siege but not attack? Are they crazy?"

The price of war is victory, but the price of war is not long.

It is clear that the enemy's city can be captured in a day and a half, but it is necessary to "only besiege but not attack", stalling for time and fighting a protracted war!

Is this delaying the enemy's time?

This is obviously delaying one's own food and fodder! Although Sibao County is located at the junction of the Geng and Xin countries, it will not be very difficult for the rebels under King She to supply grain and grass, but there will also be a lot of losses during transportation.

The soldiers on the front line eat one stone, but the rear has to transport more than ten stones!

Is King Sheng burning his hands because he has too much money?

Or is it moldy due to too much food?

Chu Yao closed his eyes with a heavy heart: "No, the rebels have good calculations, not just stupid chess."

After saying that, he opened his eyes and met Gong Shuwu's gaze.

The latter felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and subconsciously looked away.

"Mr. Chu is saying... they have other plans, and they are willing to waste more than a month of food and grass for tens of thousands of troops???"

Chu Yao said: "Yes."

Gong Shuwu asked: "What is the purpose?"

Chu Yao sighed: "The national seal, the national seal of Xin State!"

The short six words fell in Gong Shuwu's ears like six thunders, or exploded directly in his ears. He was so shocked that he froze on the spot. He couldn't hear the outside sounds for a while, and he didn't know what Chu Yao said again. For a long time, his fists tightened and then tightened, and then tightened again.

Chu Yao: "I am sure that someone in the rebel camp knows the approximate location of the national seal, and is willing to create a plague to massacre the city for this purpose."

The national seal is related to the destiny of the country.

And the fate of the country is closely related to the people.

Although the Xin State was destroyed, the national seal of the Xin State has not been completely severed from the people of the Xin State, and the national seal still has a part of the national destiny. That man created a plague to massacre the city in order to use this method to quickly consume the country's fortune. Once the national destiny is exhausted, the national seal will be completely exposed.

Chu Yao looked at Gong Shuwu solemnly.

Asked: "Actually, Qi Yuanliang and I have already guessed that 'Gong Shuwu' is a pseudonym, and your real identity is 'Gong Wen', right? Before the capital of the Xin Kingdom was destroyed, the whereabouts of 'Gong Wen' were unknown. After that, Zheng Qiao ransacked the Gong family's house, and you were the only one missing. So..."

Gong Shuwu also knew that his vest would not last long.

When Chu Yao exposed him to his face, he didn't panic or get angry. Instead, he felt like "it's finally here" and let go of a certain burden.

He simply admitted: "Yes, I am Gong Wen."

Gong Shuwu happily confessed: "Before the capital was destroyed, the former king privately summoned me to the palace and entrusted me with the national seal, hoping that I could help the descendants of the Xin Kingdom to restore the country. Even if the country cannot be restored, this country The seal cannot fall into the hands of Geng Kingdom Zheng Qiao..."

What's wrong with the former leader of the Xin Kingdom?

Does Gong Shuwu know?

However, the Gong family received the salary from Xin State and had to be loyal to the monarch. He took the imperial seal and fled the capital overnight, wandering all the way and evading pursuit. Only by pretending to pray for good things can I get a short period of peace. I never expected that I still couldn't escape...

Just as Chu Yao was about to say something, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the house. The two looked at each other, stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, on the ground.

A corpse that didn't even close its eyes in death.

The corpse was so skinny that the exposed arms, ankles, and calves were so skinny that the flesh clung to the bones. The cheeks are pale and thin, the cheeks are sunken, and the eye sockets are blue and black. He was wearing tattered clothes that could barely protect his body, and exuded a strange stench.

Gong Shuwu squatted down and took a breath.

He said: "Already dead."

There was only a little bit of residual warmth left in the body.

Gong Shuwu suddenly heard what Chu Yao had just said: "There is a bright future in the darkness", the prophetic way of the scribes. He raised his head and vaguely saw a humanoid object crossing the high city wall and falling into Xiaocheng City. With a bang, it landed in the alley next door.

When this person landed, there was still heat.

He lay limply on the ground.

The sickly, twisted face with twitching muscles was covered with blood. He was a man in his forties. When he heard the noise, his eyes turned with difficulty in the direction of Chu Yao and the two of them, and his lips moved several times.

Judging from the shape of the lips and mouth, it should be a cry for help.

He used the last strength of his body, thinking that the cry for help was loud, but in fact it was broken into pieces, so weak that even the night wind could blow it away. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his eyes stopped moving after a while.

Chu Yao closed his eyes heavily.

My eyes are not looking, but my mind is constantly replaying what I saw in my dream.

Epidemics are everywhere, children are being exchanged for food, and ten houses in Xiaocheng are empty. The people are waiting for death in despair. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a hell on earth.

"Unheard, unseen," he said softly.

When he was young, he was high-spirited and led troops to fight in the Northern Desert. When he was frustrated, he experienced the destruction of Chu State, experienced being exiled on foot in shackles, and ended up working as a handyman in the Yuehua Building in Xiaocheng, being called around and drank by others without dignity. ... In his short life of thirty-four years, he thought he had experienced enough, but - he had never seen the scene before him!

How ridiculous!

Is this really what the Yang world would see?

The color in Chu Yao's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his body swayed slightly and fell to one side. If Gong Shuwu hadn't grabbed his shoulder with quick eyes and quick hands, he would have hit the wall. Gong Shuwu called nervously: "Sir!"

Chu Yao took a breath.

Swallowing the acid boiling in his throat, resisting the urge to vomit, he said in a weak voice: "Find some firewood and burn these corpses."

Gong Shuwu frowned: "Burned? Not buried?"

Chu Yao said: "It's useless to bury it."

The people in Xiaocheng didn't have enough to eat, and the rats were even hungrier. They would rummage through whatever food they could find, and burying the bodies would leave hidden dangers. It would be better to burn them all with fire and minimize the contact between healthy people and the corpses.

They knew the bodies were sick.

But others don't know.

Especially the soldiers guarding the city walls of Xiaocheng.

"What are the rebels doing?"

"The stone was thrown incorrectly..."

"Bah! You really want someone to smash you into a pulp, right?" Pao Ze, who was guarding the city together, spat angrily.

It would be nice to be able to save a small life.

Another soldier said: "It seems that the one thrown in is a human being?"

Most of them are ordinary people. Even if there are brave warriors, their martial arts level is not high. Their vision at night is limited and they cannot clearly see what is thrown into the city. You can only tell what it is based on its rough shape. He was laughed at by the others after he finished speaking.

"Succumbing to others? Hahaha, such a vote?"

"You threw it in and smashed it into a pulp, right?"

Are you sure that this is a divine weapon descended from heaven and not a sinister weapon descended from heaven?

With such great force and such a high altitude, even a brave warrior of seventh or eighth grade would lose half his life. The soldiers did not pay attention at first, but focused on the rebel catapult.

The catapults kept banging for more than half an hour.

The soldiers were preparing to take the call, but as a result——

The rebels returned with their catapults.

gone back? ? ?

The soldiers looked confused. The battle had been going on for so long just to throw dozens of people in? ? ?

this--

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Shen Tang and his party also paid close attention to the situation here.

They did see clearly who was thrown in.

Just a group of ordinary people in ragged clothes.

To put it bluntly, it was probably because he was too thin. The adult man inside weighed less than eighty pounds, not even a bone in his body.

Shen Tang put down the hand covering his eyebrows.

Said: "What are the rebels doing?"

No matter how weird it looks.

Zhai Le crossed his hands across his chest and tried to analyze: "Could this be used to frighten the people defending Xiaocheng and shake the morale of the army? But this doesn't make sense. With the current strength of the rebels, it would only take a day or two to capture Xiaocheng. . Why use any bloody methods to intimidate?"

Shen Tang said quickly: "I'm a little worried."

Zhai Le: "What are you worried about?"

Shen Tang: "These people who were thrown in..."

Doesn't look very healthy...

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I plan to buy a cherry green switch to check it out. It makes a crackling sound when typing.