Back Off, Let Me Come

"No matter what it is, the smoke is always not a good sign." Chu Yao looked dimly at the direction where the first smoke rose. Before he could deeply express his feelings, he saw Qishan taking off his coat and handing it to him from the corner of his eye. It was given to Shen Tang, and he snatched it away.

Qi Shan frowned: "What are you doing?"

Chu Yao asked back, "What are you doing?"

Shen Tang, who was about to reach out to pick it up, looked at Qishan who was grabbed by Chu Yao's wrist and questioned the two of them.

"...What are you doing?"

Gong Shuwu: "..."

Ah, that feeling of being completely ignored is back.

Qi Shan understood Chu Yao's intention in just a moment, twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at Shen Tang and asked Chu Yao.

"Don't you really believe it?"

So it is taboo for him, a "foreign man", to take the initiative to borrow clothes?

This is really unnecessary.

If Qi Shan was still doubtful before today, after today he no longer believed Shen Tang's nonsense.

Let me ask, which family’s daughter can be like this?

Even if Lin Feng is an example, it proves that women can also open up the Dan Mansion, but look at her painting style, and then look at Shen Xiaolangjun's painting style? The truth was beyond his knowledge. Therefore, Chu Yao's reaction seemed a bit "unreasonable" to him!

Chu Yao's face was expressionless: "One-nine."

One point of faith, nine parts of doubt. I believe this was given for the sake of the destiny filter. The reason for blocking him was simple - he disliked Qi Shan's dirty clothes.

Qishan: "..."

Chu Yao explained again: "Your clothes are stained with blood."

It was difficult to see because the clothes were dark in color, but Qishan's body did exude a faint smell of blood. If you get closer, you can see blood seeping out from the inside, even on his outer shirt.

Chu Yao was slightly surprised: "When did you get injured?"

Shen Tang also looked over after hearing this.

His eyes flickered with worry and a bit of confusion.

Although Wenxin Scholar did not have much combat power, with Qishan's swordsmanship and spiritual skills, it would be difficult for ordinary soldiers to catch him. There was a battle just now, and Qi Shan was so far away from the central battle circle. Where did he get injured? The key is that the coat is intact...

There is only one possibility - Qishan's body was injured early in the morning, and because it accidentally burst, blood seeped out and stained his clothes.

Qi Shan frowned calmly and put his coat back on his body nonchalantly: "I'm not injured. I probably didn't pay attention when I rushed here and was splashed with the blood of some unlucky guy."

Chu Yao took a closer look at Qi Shan's expression. He was indeed rosy, healthy and complex, with no sign of enduring pain. He ignored any doubts. He took off his coat and put it on Shen Tang - regardless of whether it was Wu Niang or Wu Lang. The collar was slightly exposed and the clothes were tattered. It looked unseemly, but Shen Tang did not refuse.

She yawned sleepily.

There was a strange flush on his face, and his head moved slowly, as if he would fall asleep in the next breath. With previous experience, Chu Yao knew that she was about to sober up, so he said: "If Wu Lang is sleepy, find a place to fall asleep first, and leave the rest to me."

Shen Tang didn't respond but braced himself and walked around Gong Shuwu three times, making the latter's face look confused. Once she was convinced that her "treasure" was still there and that the enemies who came to intercept the "treasure" were also beaten away, Shen Tang nodded with confidence and stretched out.

In the next breath, he closed his eyes on the spot under the surprised gazes of the three people.

Qishan: "..."

Chu Yao: "..."

Gong Shuwu: "..."

After a while, there was a gentle and gentle snore. It was outrageous enough to get drunk instantly, but he didn't expect that there was also an operation to fall asleep standing up. Gong Shuwu was so shocked that he didn't even have time to ask Shen Tang what he meant by walking around him, his eyes were a bit strange.

After being stunned for several breaths, he asked in a daze: "Two gentlemen, what should we do about this...?"

There were only four of them...oh no, three.

Can such a small number of people be used? Even if he used his military strength and soldiers now, he still wouldn't be able to move so much tax money, and the target of tax money was too big, and if he didn't, Captain Yang would lead his troops to kill him. With taxes and money being intercepted, the limelight will be tightened recently.

It is not good to "commit crimes against the wind".

Chu Yao and Chu Yao looked at each other.

They had planned for so long and considered this situation, so naturally they "hid" the tax money. This place is remote and sparsely populated, making it difficult to be discovered. Even if Captain Yang and the others came back, they probably wouldn't have thought that the tax banker would still be around.

If any "gangster" gets such a large amount of money, who wouldn't move it and hide it immediately? Isn’t it a long night with many dreams?

Wait until the limelight has passed before secretly transferring the tax money.

Gong Shuwu did not raise any doubts about this. In his opinion, this was already the best solution at the moment. Hiding nearby was much less laborious and more efficient than moving.

At the same time, Captain Yang and others also led the defeated soldiers and rushed towards Xiaocheng. The atmosphere along the way was so solemn that even the most trusted subordinates did not dare to take a breath for fear of accidentally offending Captain Yang's sensitive nerves.

After two hours of walking, the morning light in the east was slightly bright.

Lieutenant Yang was so tired that his eyes were bloodshot, but he also knew that the soldiers could not bear it any longer. If they rushed on regardless, even if they returned to Xiaocheng as quickly as possible or encountered the enemy on the way, hundreds of tired soldiers would be nothing more. Give the enemy military exploits!

He had no choice but to rest on the spot by a stream.

"Captain Yang——" At this time, Zhai Huanwen had recovered less than half of his energy, and his complexion looked much better than when he retreated last night.

"Mr. Zhai." Captain Yang changed his previous arrogant and defiant attitude and became more respectful and grateful. This behavior was not hypocritical. Without Zhai Huan's help several times yesterday, let alone his small life, the number of soldiers under the tent would not have been saved.

Zhai Huan asked: "Yesterday's wolf smoke was..."

Captain Yang didn't hide anything, and replied in a deep voice: "That's information about the desperate plan to return to the Sibao County and Prefecture capital at all costs."

There was no need for the two of Zhai Huan to go with the remnant soldiers when they retreated and fled earlier. After all, this was beyond the scope of their entrustment, but the two young men still came.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to deliver charcoal in the snow.

Captain Yang is not an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, and naturally he will not use his previous attitude again.

Zhai Huan was surprised: "Is Xiaocheng in trouble?"

Captain Yang nodded heavily.

Zhai Le, who was on the side, listened, and Jun's face sank.

Although the information that the beacon can convey is very limited, the situation is so serious that it is necessary to send out such a beacon and recall the soldiers of the garrison outside. From this, one can also deduce that——

The number of enemies has surpassed the garrison!

If we consider that the garrison still occupies the home field advantage of defending the city, then when the gap between the enemy's and our own forces is not large, it will not be able to raise the smoke of war at all. It is speculated backwards that the number of enemy troops may be three or five times that of our army... This number of troops...

Returning to aid is equivalent to sending to death.

Zhai Huan asked: "What kind of power?"

Yang Duwei rubbed his face vigorously with his hands, trying to refresh himself - he spent too much yesterday, and was beaten internally by that gangster, his current condition is not much better than that of "the end of the crossbow".

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I really feel lonely after dyeing my hair, and the light is not obvious during the day.