"Report to Miss Sixth, the entire Shi family army is in position, please give Miss Sixth an order."
Wei Cheng and Wei Hui led the Shi family soldiers who could still move and stood in front of Shi Qingxue.
Although judging from their appearance, they were still wearing their original soldier uniforms. After being trapped and surrounded by fire, their clothes were badly damaged, and their faces looked dirty because they couldn't be washed.
At first glance, he looks like a beggar begging on the roadside.
But if you take a closer look, no one dares to think of them as beggars.
Those are pairs of eyes that are like evil wolves, extremely sharp and can make people's hearts tremble.
This is the spirit of Shi Jiajun.
Shi Qingxue saw that these soldiers had gradually regained their original military spirit, and couldn't help but smile relaxedly.
She bowed solemnly to the soldiers and said seriously: "Soldiers, my father was thinking about you before he died. I hope you can work with me to protect the Shi family's army, and then go home together.
However, the rebels are now at the foot of the mountain, and our revenge has not yet been avenged. The soldiers asked, what should we do? "
"Avenge General Shi, avenge General Shi! Destroy the rebels and then return to Kyoto, destroy the rebels and then return to Kyoto!"
The soldiers of the Shi family responded in unison, one voice louder than the other, deafening.
"Okay! Then let us avenge our father and the dead soldiers!" Shi Qingxue responded excitedly and bowed to the soldiers again.
"Then, the next thing will be left to you!"
Shi Qingxue looked at the two lieutenants, who immediately said, "Miss Sixth, leave the rest to us!"
After that, the two of them led the soldiers and began to fight in an orderly manner according to the tasks arranged early in the morning.
In less than a quarter of an hour, bright light appeared on both sides of the cliff, illuminating the entire top of the cliff as bright as day.
Then there was the sound of rolling wheels and the sound of uniform footsteps, giving the entire cliff a breathtaking solemnity.
But it was still quiet down the valley, and there was no sense that danger was approaching step by step.
At the southern exit of the valley, Mo Junyang and others led a small team to guard there.
Wei Zichao used the telescope to observe the situation on the top of the mountain in the distance. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Master, is it really okay to let them do it like this?"
Although he also admitted that the Shi Jiajun he saw just now was no longer as disgraced as he had just rushed out of the fire, and looked completely new, but after all, he had just experienced a defeat and was exhausted physically and mentally. It was hard to say that he had to take on such an important responsibility.
Mo Junyang was also observing the situation in the valley. Hearing this, he only said: "We will see the result soon."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the flames that were originally reaching the sky fell straight down from the top of the cliff, like fire dragons rushing straight into the bottom of the valley.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
A series of muffled sounds of huge objects falling resounded throughout the valley, followed by the sizzling sound of burning fire, the neighing of horses, and heart-rending screams all mixed together.
Wei Zichao breathed a sigh of relief at this time and said, "It's so miserable!"
After hearing this, the guards on the side couldn't help but look up at Wei Zichao, and saw that this man actually looked distressed.
The little guard instantly felt that his three views had been washed away. He really wanted to throw words like hypocrisy and shamelessness directly in Wei Zi's face.
Mo Junyang also glanced at him, and Wei Zichao immediately shrank his neck like a mouse seeing a cat, and argued in a nagging voice: "I, what I said is the truth..."
"Are there people guarding the north exit?" Mo Junyang asked directly about the business.
Wei Zichao breathed a sigh of relief, he just said, how could their master care about such a trivial matter.
He patted his chest and said grandly: "Don't worry, my subordinates have already arranged for two groups of people to guard the two exits of the valley to ensure that no one inside can escape."
As he was saying this, the fire was swaying in the valley, and people were already stumbling out from inside.
But those people didn't take a few steps before they were stopped by soldiers guarding outside the valley.
They had no intention of resisting at all. Facing the sharp blades, they dropped their weapons one after another without anyone asking them to surrender. Those without weapons even raised their hands to show that they had no intention of fighting anymore.
In fact, not many people ran out of it.
According to Mo Junyang's original estimate, Mo Junhao still had at least three to four thousand people on hand, but only less than two thousand people actually escaped.
This does not include Mo Junhao.
Shi Qingxue counted the surviving rebels one after another, looking at every face carefully, but none of them was Mo Junhao.
"how come?"
Shi Qingxue guessed from the beginning that many people would die this time, but she never thought that Mo Junhao would be burned to death in the valley by her 'Fire Dragon' so easily
Isn’t that person the best at escaping
How could he die so easily
Shi Qingxue was a little unbelievable, but Mo Junyang had already asked her to see the bones burned to death by the fire.
"I've asked Zi Chao to look at all the faces that you can see clearly, and Mo Junhao is not there. The remaining ones are corpses that have been burned beyond recognition and nothing can be distinguished."
Mo Junyang immediately guessed what Shi Qingxue was thinking, and quickly checked her, "And among these corpses, only three were carried out from the coach's camp. Do you want..."
"Yes!" Shi Qingxue eagerly took over and looked at Mo Junyang eagerly.
"Okay, I'll take you there." Mo Junyang sighed helplessly.
In fact, he didn't want Shi Qingxue to see it at all, but then again, he could never refuse Shi Qingxue's hope.
Shi Qingxue quickly walked to the place where the corpses were displayed and looked at the three corpses that were burned beyond recognition by the fire. One of the corpses had a broken spine, as if it had been smashed by a heavy object.
From the looks of it, the 'Fire Dragon' should have fallen from the sky and hit him on the waist, killing him.
Shi Qingxue just glanced at the corpse in a hurry, and turned his attention to the other two slightly better corpses without looking at it seriously.
Nothing was found.
Did this allow Mo Junhao to escape
Shi Qingxue couldn't believe it and was even more unwilling.
She clenched her fists tightly and tried to suppress the irritation.
Gritting her teeth, she suddenly remembered something and bent down to carefully look at the burnt corpse again.
After being burned by the fire, the clothes on the body were gone and all were stuck together with the bones. It looked disgusting.
But Shi Qingxue checked each one very carefully, as if she was afraid of missing anything.
Finally, after seeing something, she shouted in surprise: "I found it, I found it, it's him!"
Shi Qingxue pointed to the mutilated corpse with a firm tone.
Wei Zichao took another look at the corpse, but still didn't see anything interesting about it.
It looked exactly like the other charred corpses. How could Shi Qingxue recognize that this 'person' was Mo Junyang's
Shi Qingxue took the initiative to explain, "I have known him for so many years, and once... "
It was probably some bad past, but Shi Qingxue vaguely summarized it, and insisted: "In short, I can recognize him even if Mo Junhao turns into ashes, so this person is definitely Mo Junhao."
Wei Zichao was convinced by Shi Qingxue's words and really believed Shi Qingxue's words. He just asked: "Then what should we do next? Has the master returned to the court?"
Shi Qingxue turned her gaze to Mo Junyang, who smiled and said, "We have been out for almost three months, and winter is about to begin. If we face Liang Guo again at that time, something will go wrong."
Wei Zichao thought the same way, and suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly: "When it comes to Liang Kingdom, Master, I suddenly remembered that I haven't reported it to you yet!
It means that my subordinates have found out that the person who has been secretly observing us is from Liangguo. When the subordinates were preparing the items that Liu Niang needed, they led a few people and had a little conflict with the people from the Liang Kingdom. They seemed to want to save Mo Junhao, but they were stopped by our people, so they retreated far away and did not cause any more trouble. "
Just listening to Wei Zichao's understatement, before Shi Qingxue could think of what to ask, the messenger came to report: "Master, Emperor Yelu, the lord of the Liang Kingdom, has sent a messenger to invite you to join the Sixth Miss. A gathering will be held in Huwenpi Town."
It really comes as it comes, but where does Yelu Beichen get the confidence that he thinks he can meet with Mo Junyang just by sending someone here
Do you really think that Mo Junyang is a soft persimmon who can be manipulated
Even if Mo Junyang is really a soft persimmon, he is only a soft persimmon for Shi Qingxue.
For others, don’t even think about it, business is business.
Shi Qingxue looked up at Mo Junyang, waiting for his answer.
She had already guessed that Mo Junhao and Yelu Beichen had a deal, so she was not surprised at all when Yelu Beichen came to her door, but she didn't want to see the so-called monarch of Liang Kingdom at all.
She has no interest in what the other party wants to do.
Before Shi Qingxue came to her senses, Mo Junyang took her hand and whispered in her ear: "Let's go meet!"
"Ah?" Shi Qingxue called out in confusion, then nodded instinctively, "Okay."
After saying that, she realized that she actually had no idea what Mo Junyang wanted to do. With the same attitude, she quietly leaned into Mo Junyang's ear and asked in a low voice: "Why do we want to see him?"
When I think of the reason why Mo Junhao was able to escape the pursuit of Shi Jiajun and Mo Junyang's men, Yelu Beichen must have put in a lot of effort.
She didn't want to see Yelu Beichen, and she was also afraid that he would strangle him to death if he couldn't help himself.
"Since he is colluding with Mo Junhao, he already knows a lot about our country. We cannot let him go back like this."
Mo Junyang's voice was light and could not be more normal, but both Shi Qingxue and Wei Zichao felt a biting chill.
Shi Qingxue put away her previous impatience and became cautious.
She thought for a while and asked tangledly: "Could it be that you want him to..."
Qingxue made a gesture of wiping her neck, and then she shuddered.
Mo Junyang smiled and said with a relaxed expression, "Why not?"