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Listening to the shouts, Bai Xiaowen walked on the street of Xi 'an in a daze. The Andingmen Restaurant was right in front of him. Around him, there were shouts of hawking and customers jostled each other. It was a bustling scene. But he didn't care about these things. He was studying in a new school in Xi' an. But recently, Xi 'an was not peaceful, so he couldn't continue studying!
Since Marshal Feng Yuxiang died outside Xi 'an, the city was not right. People said that Marshal Feng wanted to dig up the tomb of the First Emperor, so he attracted "bad luck" and died a horrible death. As for what "bad luck" was … Bai Xiaowen wasn't clear about it.
Some students said that the Zongzi in the tomb of the First Emperor turned into white hair and came out to kill people. Others said that Marshal Feng killed the British who robbed the tomb and was killed by the killers sent by the foreigners!
All kinds of rumors were rampant for a while. There were all kinds of opinions, but no one could come to a conclusion.
These things were so far away from the common people that they could only become gossip in the mouth of Xi 'an people. What really made Bai Xiaowen unable to go to school was the chaos after Marshal Feng's death. Marshal Feng died in a muddle, and the direct warlords in Xi' an started to move. Marshal Liu Zhenhua of the Song Army, who was sworn brother of Marshal Feng, was quite ambitious for the position of Shaanxi Military Governor.
Feng Yuxiang believed in Christianity and was known as "General Christ". Liu Zhenhua often went to church to worship and invited the pastor to preach in the Song Army. He used this method to curry favor with Feng Yuxiang. The two of them exchanged invitations and became sworn brothers. After Feng Yuxiang's death, he had a strong army and strong horses. No wonder he had such ambitions.
But Xi 'an was not in his hands. After Feng Yuxiang's death, Wu Xintian, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Shaanxi Border Defense Army, took over Xi' an. On one hand, he joined forces with Hu Jingyi's Jing Guo Army, and on the other hand, he tightly defended Xi 'an against Liu Zhenhua's troops.
Liu Zhenhua had to put pressure on Wu Xintian politically. At the same time, he gathered the bandits, the Red Spear Society, the Big Saber Society, and other Secret Societies. He gathered nearly 50,000 troops and prepared to attack Xi 'an and destroy Wu Xintian's army.
At this time, although the war had not started, the sky above the ancient city of Xi 'an had been shrouded. Although Wu Xintian also had troops left by Feng Yuxiang, most of them had been roped in by Liu Zhenhua, so he did not have an advantage. Fortunately, he had joined forces with Hu Jingyi's Yasukuni Army and had a fierce general of the Yasukuni Army, Yang Hucheng, to help defend Xi' an.
As long as the merchants on the old street in front of the Andingmen did not open for business, they would not have food to eat. However, Bai Xiaowen was not like them. His father, Bai Jiaxuan, was the landlord of Bailuyuan, a small town below Xi 'an. Now that the school was in a mess, he wanted to go back to his hometown and stay there. He wanted to come back to school after the chaos was over, so that he would not be trapped in the city when Liu Zhenhua attacked.
Just as Bai Xiaowen was hesitating, there was a sudden noise at the city gate. The Andingmen was the west gate of Xi 'an. The gate was guarded by the army. Usually, there would be no trouble, but once there was trouble, it would be a big mess. Bai Xiaowen saw a peddler carrying a load coming from the gate, looking hurried and not in the mood to greet customers.
He quickly stopped him, "What happened outside the city?"
The peddler had no time to pay attention to him, but he could not stand his pestering, so he shouted randomly, "A big hole collapsed in Mount Li, revealing the tomb of the First Emperor. The terracotta soldiers inside! The carriages! They are all alive! They are wearing white helmets and white armors, wearing the mourning clothes of the First Emperor, and they are coming to kill us! "
"Ah?" Bai Xiaowen was angry and amused at the same time. Country people really could make up anything. Once they heard it, they dared to say anything. The terracotta soldiers of the First Emperor came back to life? Why didn't he say that Lord Chongzhen came back from Mount Mei? Bai Xiaowen thought that this must be the combination of the news that Marshal Feng died in Mount Li and the news that Marshal Liu's Song Army attacked Xi 'an, resulting in such a ridiculous rumor.
Seeing that Bai Xiaowen did not speak for a long time, the peddler took the opportunity to break free from Bai Xiaowen's hand and fled into the city.
"No!" Bai Xiaowen thought, "There is no smoke without smoke. Now the news that Marshal Liu is going to attack Xi 'an is spreading, but there is no shadow, so it can't cause such a big storm. Most likely, Marshal Liu has already attacked! "
Bai Xiaowen was regretting that he did not escape from Xi 'an earlier. Now he could not go out — it was more dangerous to go out. Encountering soldiers was fatal. The soldiers and bandits of the Song Army were more terrible than bandits. Even when the White Wolf was in Henan Province, they were not as good at killing as them!
At this time, Bai Xiaowen could only stay in the houses of his acquaintances in the city or stay in the school. When the warlords burned, killed, and looted, the ordinary people really had no way to live. But at least the schools were a little better. Some warlords who cared about their reputation would restrain their soldiers from looting the schools.
Bai Xiaowen moved as soon as he said so. Without any delay, he ran decisively in the direction of the school.
In the direction where he could not see, on the loess plateau, countless bronze chariots were running in the direction of Xi 'an City. On the vast land, the chariots pulled out a long chariot line as wide as two kilometers. Generally speaking, when the chariots were not charging, they should be moving slowly, but this army kept moving at this speed.
They bypassed the more complicated terrain and farmland, and swept across the wilderness.
Ignoring everyone in their way, the frightened Shanxians avoided these expressionless troops with bronze luster. The army passed by. Except for the sound of rolling wheels, the whole army did not make a sound. Some civilians did not have time to avoid, so they just pulled the chariots and bypassed the extremely frightened man in the center of the chariots.
The chariots sped past him. The man felt the triangular thorns on the wheels passing by his calves, and the sound of the bronze men waving their spears whistled in his ears.
A group of local ruffians, who were bought by Liu Zhenhua from the Secret Societies and were now the 'commanders' of the Song Army, blocked the way of the chariots. If they could see clearly, of course they would not have the guts to resist. But after being incorporated by Liu Zhenhua, these ruffians received arms and pay — still not enough, so they wanted to rob on the road.
The looting bandits had no sense of discipline or advance or retreat. They had no time to retreat from the path of the carriages, so they could only fire into the billowing smoke ahead, hoping that the sound of gunfire would scare off the unknown army.
But even if the bullets hit the chariots, they only made a small white spot on the bronze chariots and disappeared after being blown away by the dust. Not even a trace of rust fell off the ancient bronze chariots. Before they could shoot a second time, the chariots flew past them, and the soldiers on the chariots calmly harvested their heads with spears, leaving dozens of corpses. The huge chariots did not even slow down and quickly drove away.
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