Chapter 151 The Dust After the Fireworks

Chapter 151 The Dust After the Fireworks

Zhao Yushu vaguely remembered that when a large amount of hot air rises and meets the cold air above, it is easy to rain. He didn't know whether this rain was supposed to come or if there was some reason for this.

But in any case, this rain came at the right time.

The heavy rain soaked the granary and extinguished the flames that were rising into the sky. Zhao Yushu looked at the rain all over the ground and wondered if the soaked grain could still be eaten.

Day broke and the heavy rain stopped, but the sky was still gloomy.

When the refugees' last glimmer of fighting spirit was extinguished by the heavy rain, General Sun decisively called off the troops and prevented the war from further expanding.

The refugees who had lost their goals were left with only confusion on their faces. When their courage was exhausted, they no longer knew why they were born, and they couldn't even remember why the corpses under their feet died.

This is a war with no winners.

At least more than 10,000 refugees died on this land forever.

Some people recognized Fang Sanniang who was shouting on the mound, and immediately took hold of her. A group of people began to follow her towards the granary and moved out the little remaining food.

More people wandered numbly among the corpses, like zombies, without crying or cursing.

This place is like hell.

Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling arrived at the foot of the city. General Sun looked at Zhao Yushu, whose clothes and body were in tatters and he said, "There is a doctor in the camp. I will call him for you."

Zhao Yushu shook his head: "I don't want a doctor."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want your soldiers to take off their armor, lay down their weapons, and come with me to collect the bodies. Otherwise, there will be a plague soon, and the city will not be able to escape."

General Sun stood up suddenly: "Impossible!"

Zhao Yushu turned and left: "You owe me this."

Lan Rong had been sitting in the yard all night. He sat on a piece of rubble, with the body of the old helmsman in front of him.

The heavy rain last night soaked his official robe and also washed away the few bloodstains on the ground.

Batches of messengers came and went, and kept reporting the battle situation outside the city. Each time, they only got one reply from Governor Lan: I got it.

The civil uprising occurred at the most unlikely time and ended in the most incredible form. This result confused him and he didn't even know whether it could be considered a civil uprising.

General Sun sent the latest information. Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling worked together to kill Mr. Qin, and the body has been burned to ashes. If necessary, General Sun can ensure that no one will know about it except the parties involved.

Lan Rong breathed a sigh of relief. His daughter was fine, which was good. As for whether Mr. Qin was dead or not, that didn’t matter.

A chief of the fifth level was killed head-on by a chief of the fourth level and a chief of the third level. If Wangjianglou doesn't want to save face, just come to me.

Outside the city, the remnants of the Red Lotus Cult were organizing the remaining refugees to rescue the wounded and bury the bodies. Lan Rong looked at the old helmsman on the ground again, sighed, and stood up.

"Ready your horse!"

General Sun finally compromised. The reason he gave to himself and the generals was to prevent the epidemic. In fact, he couldn't figure out whether he owed Zhao Yushu.

Except for the 2,000 armored soldiers and 500 elite cavalry guards who remained motionless, 2,000 soldiers from the main camp were also transferred over. As Zhao Yushu said, they took off their armor, laid down their weapons, picked up shovels, and walked into the refugees under the leadership of Zhao Yushu.

The remaining vitality of the refugees made them glare at the government troops, but they no longer had the strength or the will to fight.

The refugees led by Fang Sanniang and the soldiers led by Zhao Yushu met together. They looked at each other without saying a word and walked in different directions.

The little remaining grain in the granary was taken out to make porridge, and no one cheered.

Another batch of grain carts arrived. The leader was shocked when he saw the endless Shura field. Even though the grain team was escorted by elite cavalry, they hesitated and dared not move forward, or they were unable to move forward. The official road was already filled with dead bodies.

The city gate opened, and Governor Lan rode his horse slowly out of the city alone, wearing an official robe soaked in blood and rain. General Sun saw him and followed him.

"If you want to scold, don't do it. There are enough people scolding me already." Lan Rong waved his hands tiredly, holding back the words from General Sun who was full of anger.

"Hey, I can't beat you, and I can't even curse at you. It's really frustrating."

"How many people died?"

"There were at least 10,000 refugees. My men were much better, with only over a hundred dead. Most were trampled to death, and a few were bitten to death. If this is reported to the court, ha, each of them is a hero who can fight a hundred at a time."

"Are you mocking me?"

"Did you hear that? If you had released the grain earlier, this shit wouldn't have happened! I came with you to quell the rebellion! Where are the rebels? They're just a bunch of disaster victims who can't even be bitten with your teeth!"

Lan Rong closed his eyes and let General Sun curse. He turned his head, trying to find the white hair in the blood-stained ground.

Lan Ling followed Zhao Yushu to command the soldiers to collect corpses and firewood. All the corpses had to be burned, otherwise the high temperature in summer would quickly evolve into a plague. Even in this world full of spiritual power, the plague was still an absolute murderous devil.

Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling heard the sound of horse hooves and turned their heads at the same time.

"Ling'er..."

"What instructions does the governor have?" Lan Ling said expressionlessly.

General Sun looked at Lan Rong, sighed, winked at Zhao Yushu, and turned his horse to the other side.

Zhao Yushu looked at Lan Ling, Lan Ling nodded, and Old Zhao followed General Sun to another pile of firewood.

"Ling'er, why do you have to do this?"

"The governor is right. I am an official appointed by the court and I shouldn't be like this. So I have figured it out."

Lan Ling paused and said, "After I finish this, I will write a letter of resignation. I hope the governor will approve it."

Lan Rong closed his eyes in pain: "And then?"

"Maybe I'll go away for a while and look around."

"With him?"

Lan Ling shook her head: "No, he has his things to do, and I have mine to do. We may take different paths. He is going to Jiangning, and I may go to the south."

"Ling'er..."

"Don't persuade me. I still have a lot of things to do. Please go back, sir."

Lan Ling turned around and carried one corpse onto the firewood pile, then continued to carry the next one.

Lan Rong silently watched his daughter, who had loved cleanliness since childhood, busying herself in the mud. He felt so distressed that he could hardly breathe. Finally, he sighed and turned his horse around.

"father··"

Lan Rong turned around hurriedly, and Lan Ling was looking at him from behind with tears in her eyes.

"My daughter is unfilial. Please take care of yourself, Dad."

Lan Rong burst into tears as he watched Lan Ling kneel on the ground, kowtow several times, then stand up and never look at him again.

"What are you going to do next?" General Sun dismounted, leading the horse and walking side by side with Zhao Yushu.

"Go to Jiangning."

"That is the territory of Duke Yue." General Sun frowned. "Duke Yue's family has been operating there for four hundred years. It is not an exaggeration to say that Jiangning has the surname Wang."

"I know. I have things to do."

"Zhao Yushu, let me give you a piece of advice. You are still young, and if you want to do something, you can wait."

Zhao Yushu chuckled: "General, you misunderstood. It has nothing to do with the Duke. It's about the academy. I was going there anyway. It was just a coincidence that I stayed in Nanyang for so long."

"really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Okay, just take care of yourself."

"See you again if we are destined."