Qin Yining was squeezed by the crowd to the point that her cloak was twisted in front of her, and her hood was hanging halfway on the back of her head.
Master Zhong and the others were squeezed to the point that they almost fell, and they had to pull and support each other to prevent themselves from falling to the ground and being trampled on.
She struggled to twist her body to look in the direction of the sound of horse hooves and tremors, and her heart was filled with hope.
Because such a uniform sound of horse hooves and such a strong tremor on the ground could only be caused by a well-trained army.
Qin Yining did not know if Pang Xiao would come.
The situation in the barracks was not optimistic, so how could Pang Xiao privately mobilize the army? Wouldn't that be giving their political opponents something to use against them?
But in the depths of Qin Yining's heart, she hoped that Pang Xiao would come.
They had not seen each other for a long time, and she missed him, worried about him. Although she was very strong, and had the ability to take charge of everything on her own, she still hoped that when she encountered trouble and difficulties, she would have a shoulder to lean on.
The soldiers and horses were getting closer little by little, and the sound of horse hooves was getting more and more shocking.
When the soldiers and horses got closer to the turbulent crowd, it was like a rushing river meeting a reef, and they quickly split into two groups, galloping left and right to outflank the refugees.
The refugees' originally surging anger was now suppressed by the soldiers and horses that suddenly descended from the sky.
No matter how useless the army was, no matter how incompetent the commander was, after these days of Pang Xiao's merciless training,
These originally oily soldiers had also been trained to the point of oppressing people's hearts. Especially now that they were not going into battle to kill the enemy, but facing these skinny refugees who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken.
Some of the refugees who had been courageous enough to confront Historian Gao earlier were now intimidated by the imposing aura of the army. The clamor and cursing gradually died down, and the crowd froze in place, looking left and right, looking around, everyone's eyes filled with fear.
At this moment, a ferghana horse with shiny black hair came out of the crowd like Moses parting the sea.
Pang Xiao was dressed in black armor, with a red gorilla cloak, and rode over majestically. The fluttering cloak spread out behind him, covering the horse's buttocks.
The refugees had never seen such a mighty general, and they were all stunned in place.
Qin Yining's almond-shaped eyes seemed to be filled with stars for a moment. She looked back at Pang Xiao with joy.
Pang Xiao sat upright on his horse and looked around for a familiar figure in the crowd. After a while, his gaze finally fell on Qin Yining, who was in a very sorry state because of the crowd.
Their eyes met, and Qin Yining couldn't help but smile like an innocent child.
Pang Xiao's face was tense as he slowly urged his horse forward.
The people blocking the road hurriedly moved aside, afraid that they would be trampled to death by this handsome black horse.
The thousands of refugees who were surrounded by the army all looked up at the young general who was slowly stepping into the crowd on a tall horse.
"Stop!" Pang Xiao reined in his horse and stretched out his hand to Qin Yining, who was a step away. "Still not coming over?"
Qin Yining looked up at Pang Xiao's tense handsome face. The person who looked fierce to outsiders was holding back a smile, but his eyes were clearly filled with joy. Qin Yining dared to guarantee that if Pang Xiao dared to let the people present see his true expression, he would lose all of his dignity.
Qin Yining walked towards Pang Xiao and placed her snow-white hand on his large hand.
Pang Xiao bent down and pulled her hand up. His other hand was around her waist, and he placed her in front of him to sit sideways. He pulled over his cloak and wrapped it tightly around her, hugging her tightly with both arms.
Qin Yining leaned against Pang Xiao's strong arms and felt extremely secure. She could not help but rub against the cold armor on his chest.
Pang Xiao said in a low voice, "If you have any problems in the future, let me solve it. Don't tire yourself out, and don't worry about me."
Qin Yining's heart warmed when she heard this. She smiled faintly. "How can I not worry about you? After all, the situation is not stable right now, and you have not gained a firm foothold in the army. "
Pang Xiao also chuckled. There was an unprecedented confidence in his laughter, which made Qin Yining's heart skip a beat.
Could it be that Pang Xiao had already solved the problems in the army?
Pang Xiao knew that she cared about him, but he was also angry that she acted on her own initiative and worked hard, putting herself in danger.
Only the heavens knew how terrified he was when he rode his horse over and saw her slender body being squeezed by the crowd. What if she bumped into something or fell down and got injured? What should he do?
While Pang Xiao was letting his imagination run wild, Qin Yining found that the situation was temporarily under control. She hurriedly looked at Liao Zhibing below.
Liao Zhibing immediately understood and shouted loudly in the crowd, "So what if the army is here?! Is the army an accomplice of Historian Gao?! We have to save Philanthropist Lu! "
The refugees who were intimidated by the army were actually a little scared. But people were like this. When a difficult thing was done by one person, it might be very scary. But when a group of people worked together to boost each other's courage, they would burst out with incredible courage.
The people who were cursing Historian Gao shouted again, and there were many people who said together, "The officials don't give us a way to live! We are just a group of hungry people, how can we fight against the army? Starving to death is death, fighting to death is also death. I don't want to live today. I would rather die here and save Philanthropist Lu and the others! "
"Right! God doesn't give us a way to live. I would rather die than kill Historian Gao! "
… …
With nowhere to vent their anger, they were suppressed by the army that suddenly came. The surging anger was like a flood that met an obstacle. It was either completely blocked or broke the dam.
Obviously, the army was not a strong dam. Hot blood rushed to the heads of the refugees again.
At the same time, Pang Xiao sat on the horse and looked at Huzi and a few Jinghu Wei who were disguised as refugees in the crowd.
Huzi and the others immediately moved like loaches in the crowd. Soon, they squeezed to the front of the yamen and led the refugees to charge at the yamen.
Historian Gao was so scared that his face was pale and his body was about to go limp.
Although these people did not charge at his house, it was still the yamen! Magistrate Yang had just warned him. Before he could think of a solution, these refugees had already charged at the yamen. How could he face Magistrate Yang in the future? His career would be completely ruined!
Historian Gao led a few of his brothers and anxiously rushed to the yamen in an attempt to stop these refugees.
But who were Huzi and Jinghu Wei? Although their bodies were dirty and their clothes were thin and tattered, their Kung Fu was solid and solid. With the cooperation of Liao Zhibing, Jing Zhe and the others, they quickly broke down the corner door of the yamen!
A few people rushed in and lured away the bailiffs and doormen who were blocking the door. Some refugees came in and opened the door. The door of the yamen was immediately opened, welcoming everyone in.
The refugees screamed as they rushed in.
Panicked, Dianshi Gao shouted, "Stop! Come back! All of you, stop!"
Seeing that the commoners had actually charged in, the soldiers remained seated on their horses, as if their mission was just to stand there. Seeing this, Dianshi Gao couldn't help but cry out in anger, "What are you soldiers doing?! Go and catch those stinky beggars! "
Pang Xiao snorted coldly. He spurred his horse forward, raised his hand, and lashed out with his whip. The tip of the whip landed on Grand Historian Gao's face. "Trash like you, how dare you criticize me in front of me!"
"Ah!" Historian Gao immediately covered his face and howled in pain. His hands were stained with blood.
When the citizens who had yet to rush in saw this scene, they stopped in their tracks and cheered. Some even shouted, "Kill him! Kill him! "They picked up stones and horse dung on the ground and threw them at Historian Gao.
There were also some hotheads who did not know what was going on. They looked at the beautiful young general whose face was covered by a cloak in admiration. They could not help but be stunned on the spot. Some people even whispered to each other, "This general is a good person! Who is he? "
Some people who knew what was going on were fearful. They trembled and said, "That is Prince Zhongshun. He is Pang Zhixi who led the Tiger Army to attack our Dayan!"
What?
Such a handsome and valiant young Ghost General who hated evil as if it was his enemy. He was actually the evil Pang Zhixi who they were so afraid of and could stop children from crying at night?
Pang Xiao had never cared about how others judged him. He did not care about the various gazes and discussions. He sat on his horse and looked at Historian Gao coldly.
Suddenly, Pang Xiao saw a tall and slender figure standing at the entrance of the Yamen from the corner of his eye. The figure was clad in a blue gown.
"Blockhead?"
Pang Xiao's murmur entered Qin Yining's ears. She raised her head and looked at Pang Xiao. She immediately removed her cloak and followed Pang Xiao's gaze. She saw Mu Jinghu smiling and nodding at them. He then lightly jumped over the wall like a ghost and entered the yamen.
Qin Yining was shocked.
Her first reaction was that Tian Jizi had also come.
This was because Mu Jinghu and Tian Jizi were inseparable. Mu Jinghu's mission was to protect Tian Jizi from any harm. If Mu Jinghu left Tian Jizi, wouldn't Tian Jizi be in danger?
"Young Master Mu has come here. I'm afraid it's not good." Qin Yining said worriedly.
Pang Xiao smiled: "It's fine. Blockhead is trustworthy."
"I naturally trust him. He has saved my life more than once. I'm just worried about his Martial Uncle …"
"Even if Tian Jizi comes, I can make sure she can't do anything."
As the two spoke, Historian Gao was already dodging left and right in a sorry state.
The commoners were addicted to smashing things. They grabbed things to hit Historian Gao.
After all, there was limited space in the yamen. It couldn't accommodate so many refugees. Therefore, most of the people stayed outside. They were just short of punching and kicking Historian Gao.
The main gate of the Gao Residence was tightly shut. However, there were many servants of the Gao Residence who climbed up the ladders and climbed up the walls to look outside. When they saw their master being beaten so badly, they all shouted to inform Madame Gao.
In the prison, Mu Jinghu, Liao Zhibing, Huzi, and Jing Zhe had already successfully found the cell where Madame Zheng was being held.
Seeing the wooden cage in the cell, everyone's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
Huzi cursed: "F * ck!
Damn it! Gao Wenyao is courting death! "
"Is this how you treat people?! Old Alliance Master, you've suffered! "Liao Zhibing almost cried.
Mu Jinghu didn't say anything. He drew his sword and used his inner strength to swing it. The chains on the cell door fell to the ground with a clatter.
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