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Chapter 183 There is a white robe in one side of the world

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    Fan Yangjun¡¯s armor and weapons were unloaded and loaded into carts, and the horses were tied up and driven into the city. The corpses were piled randomly in the pit, and a group of civilians bulldozed them roughly and buried them.

    "These civilian husbands either have relatives who died at the hands of the rebels, or they have no grievances but would not come here to be civilian husbands if they were not rebels. They bulldoze the land with hatred and spit at the same time.

    There are also corpses being buried on the other side. Unlike the corpses of Fan Yangbing, each corpse here was wrapped in new clothes and matted. They were placed neatly and a layer of mats was laid. Then the peasants carefully shoveled the soil.

    Outside the pit, white-robed soldiers lined up. Their white robes were stained with blood. In front of them were the blood-stained white robes taken off by their dead comrades. Several soldiers were packing and folding these robes.

    Xiang Nan stood next to the horses and looked at the robes. Everyone's horses were wrapped in cloth bags. When he unwrapped the cloth bags, they found white robes. The blood stains on them had dried up and turned into patches of black and brown stains, exuding the smell of white robes.  Weird fishy smell.

    Sheriff Wang and Huang Jiang couldn't help covering their noses, but they quickly put their hands down because they guessed what it was.

    "These" Commander Wang said, "Are they all the robes of heroes and martyrs?"

    Xiang Nan nodded. New people kept joining along the way, and people kept dying along the way. The cloth bags on the horses kept adding white robes of dead brothers

    " Sheriff, the white robes have been delivered." An official came with a few people pulling a cart, and there were new white robes piled on the cart.

    After the war, Xiang Nan still refused the invitation to enter the city and only asked for clothes, robes, food, grass and other supplies.

    "General Xiang Du, where are you going in a hurry if you don't rest?" Huang Jiang said, "There are still so many injured, at least take care of them."

    Those who were seriously injured and unable to walk were left to recuperate nearby, while those who were slightly injured continued to move forward. This has always been their habit, day and night, in a hurry, without rest, and only want to go to the capital

    There is no need to go to Beijing now.

    In fact, the capital also knows the news of the Ankang Mountain rebellion, and the whole world knows it, because the towns along this section do not need them to report and remind them.

    Xiang Nan was silent, took off the baggage from the horse, and threw the baggage into the burial pit.

    The soldiers and soldiers around him, as well as the county guard Huang Jiang who followed him, were all startled. Without asking, Xiang Nan took off his white robe and threw it in. He then looked at the white robes being tidied up beside the grave.

    ¡°Let¡¯s bury them together,¡± he said.

    He gave the order, and the white-robed soldiers immediately obeyed. The old and new white robes stained with blood were thrown into the pit and spread on the mat.

    Xiang Nan watched as the peasants lifted up soil and gradually buried the corpse and the white robe.

    Initially, it was his impromptu idea to show these blood-stained robes as evidence to the emperor and the court. From then on, he wore white robes and received white robes. Along the way, everyone followed his example and formed a routine. No need to read it now.  There is no need to carry it around anymore.

    There¡¯s no need to go to the capital, why don¡¯t you go back to Xuanwu Dao?

    "The Xuanwu Dao has been in chaos." Huang Jiang told Xiang Nan the news in detail, "Some of the soldiers and horses went to the capital, and some of them were bribed by the Andezhong rebels in western Zhejiang. Some of the capital didn't want to go, and the rebels didn't want to go.  If you do it, you will become a bandit on the spot."

    Xuanwu Dao was already in chaos before the Ankang Mountain Rebellion. At this time, it no longer had any scruples about falling apart.

    Xiang Nan was silent again, where to go?  Taiyuan Prefecture?

    "General Xiangdu, you are wrong." Commander Wang said suddenly. He had already heard about the white robe and the military affairs that Xiang Nan was obsessed with.

    Xiang Nan and Huang Jiang both looked at him. Huang Jiang couldn't help but wink at the county guard. The county guard was still pretending to be a civil official. At this time, these young generals who are good at leading troops and fighting should not be offended.

    "You are going to the capital to report. You want the world to know that the Ankang Mountain rebels are here to alert the world, so that the court can send troops to suppress it, save the people, and stabilize our country." Commander Wang pointed to the sky and then to the ground.  "Under heaven and earth, there is Daxia, and they are all people. Why can't General Xiang carry out this military service anywhere?"

    Huang Jiang immediately raised his hand and said loudly to Xiang Nan: "I am willing to wear white robes with the generals to kill thieves together!"

    This is actually a very simple truth, but when a person gets into an obsession and cannot escape, Xiang Nan broke free in an instant, with clear eyes, he raised his hand and saluted the county guard, then walked over and picked up the new white bag from the car.  Putting on his robe, he waved a bow and arrow with one hand and a spear with the other and gave the order: "We, kill the thief on the spot!"

    Thousands of white-robed soldiers also picked up new white robes and put them on, raised their weapons and shouted: "Kill the thieves on the spot."

    Hearing the shouts and shaking and watching the soldiers and horses gathering, Huang Jiang walked over and praised Governor Wang in a low voice: "Your Excellency is wise, I hope the county is safe."

     

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    There are wild apricots on the green hillside, and two thin, dark men in coarse cloth, looking like old farmers in the country, squat on it.

    With a squeaking sound, a man picked off a wild apricot, took a bite, and then spat it out.

    "Sour," he said.

    The man squatting next to him laughed: "You are stupid, of course the apricots that no one picked are sour."

    The man from before curled his lips and glanced at the hillside and then looked at the vast fields below. There were villages scattered around, and there were towns in the distance, but there were no people in sight: "At this time, there are no people anywhere."

    Another man suddenly lay on the ground and listened: "Someone is coming."

    There was a rapid sound of horse hooves in the wilderness, and there were more than a dozen horses galloping in the smoke. The soldiers' uniforms and descriptions were a bit embarrassing, and behind them, there was still smoke and smoke mixed with shouts.

    Although they are all wearing Daxia military uniforms, they can still tell the difference, especially in terms of momentum, behavior and weapons. Fan Yangjun is tall, has excellent weapons, and is very arrogant.

    Although there were only a dozen of them, they were like cats, playing with the escaping rats easily, drawing their bows and shooting arrows from time to time, and someone screamed and fell off their horses in front of them.

    "A dozen people, not many." The man who was still squatting whispered, "How about taking them back alive?"

    The lying man shook his head: "These people should be the vanguard of the 10,000 troops who were scouted a few days ago. The young lady said that we must find a way to get through as quickly as possible without alerting the enemy."

    The man from before stopped talking. As scouts, their mission is to detect information, not to kill enemies, nor to save people, otherwise more people will be killed.

    They hid on the hillside and followed the two groups through the wild apricot forest. The number of people running away was getting smaller and smaller, and they were getting more and more tired. The pursuers became more and more arrogant, telling some jokes about surrendering without killing, and holding crossbows in their hands.  The guns kept flying.

    The people fleeing in front suddenly started shouting, and it turned out that a castle town appeared with dilapidated walls and tall sentry posts. The pursuers behind were not afraid, and they also shouted and clamored to occupy a sentry post, but at this moment  , the door suddenly opened in the seemingly deserted castle town, and a group of people in white robes rushed out.

    There were not many of them, probably only a dozen or so. The white color was very dazzling under the bright sunlight. The fleeing people screamed excitedly, but the chasing Fan Yang soldiers suddenly reined in their horses and ran away  

    The two scouts who followed looked at each other with surprised expressions. They were surprised by the strange dressing of these dozen people, and even more surprised by Fan Yangbing who saw these people fleeing without fighting.

    "What kind of outfit is this?"

    "What is Fan Yangjun shouting? So frightened."

    "White-robed soldiers? Which guard are the white-robed soldiers?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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