On the afternoon of the 29th day of the New Year, there was heavy snow in Songzhou, and the clouds were dark and pressing very low, as if they were about to touch the top of people's heads. Everyone felt a little depression out of thin air.

The Dashun officials who had originally lived in three inns ran away after the fire. The remaining people, under the escort of the bearded general, came out of the inn and gathered in a square in the center of Songzhou City.

Feng Yuheng and the class walked together and mixed in the crowd. Feng Yuheng changed into a maid's outfit, which was not close to the judge Lu Tong. There were many people tied in the middle of the square, some tied to the totem pole, and some knelt in the snow, including men, women, and children.

Someone recognized the tied people and said in a speechless voice: "Isn't that Lord Sun of Danzhou? And his daughter!"

At the same time, more and more people were recognized, and they finally understood that the people tied in the middle of the square were all those who tried to escape after the fire in the General Office. Unfortunately, they were caught in a while.

People were talking and speculating about how these people would be dealt with. At this time, the bearded general waved his hand and said loudly: "Everyone is quiet!" After finally calming around, he pointed to the people in the middle of the square and said: "Since you have defected to the Duanmu Grand Duomen, you are trying to escape with the President's Office. You can't share the troubles with the President. What's the use of such a person? Today, I will follow the order of the President to promote the power of the three provinces in the northern border. You and other defectors will be killed at once!"

Wow!

The crowd boiled again.

"So many people, he said he wanted to kill him?"

"Impossible. At most, kill one or two at a time, kill three at most. Look, there are at least fifty people who escaped, so how could they all be killed?"

"Yes! I heard that there are 60 officials who came to the North Corridor to celebrate Duanmu Anguo's birthday this year, and each of them has nearly 200 family members!"

“People say, if these people are actually killed, what will happen to us?”

Such discussions came overwhelmingly, and the bearded man could hear it clearly, but he didn't care. He just continued to say loudly: "I said to be killed, and that's to be killed, and no one can be kept! Lord Duanmu said that our colleagues who defected to him will not treat you badly. But if you are unsure of your mind and want to run away, don't blame the sword of the northern border for not recognizing it!"

After he finished speaking, he signaled to the hands of the craftsmen who had already stood on one side of the square, and the fierce gods holding swords immediately stepped towards the center of the square.

The people watching below took a breath of air conditioning together, and the big knife bursting out from the cold light in Raizi's hand told them that all this was true.

The ladies and ladies had already closed their eyes, some of them collapsed to the ground in fear, and a man murmured: "This is simply a slaughterhouse."

In one sentence, everyone's voice, including Feng Yuheng's.

She and Ban Zuo stood in the crowd. Among the people watching were officials and people, no one noticed them. Ban Zuo lowered his head and whispered to Feng Yuheng: "Duanmu Anguo is here to be really here, can you save him?"

Feng Yuheng frowned, "How to save it? Two fists are hard to defeat four hands, and the heroes can't resist too many people. Just rely on you and me, the soldiers and generals in the North Realm, snatch these more than 40 people out of their hands? What's more, even if they are snatched, where can they be sent?" She felt a little irritated. In the middle of the square, the knife in the hand of Li Zi's hand had already been put on the necks of the officials and their families, and the sound of crying and shouting came straight. This feeling was much more terrifying than setting fire to the General Administration in the Tuangong Palace.

She set fire and chose a yard house with no one. Even if there were people who were burned to death, they were guards and servants who helped them to abuse them. But at present, even if they were guilty of their own, their families were innocent, which made her watch that these people were cut down like this, and she couldn't do it.

But if you don’t watch it, what can you do now?

Feng Yuheng's mind was running rapidly. She knew that if she wanted to stop or delay the beheading incident, the best way was to immediately have another turmoil here.

The bearded general seemed to enjoy the fear of those people. He even laughed obscenely at a woman who was so scared that she was about to faint. Feng Yuheng asked the class: "You said, if I kill the bearded man, can this matter be slow?" As she spoke, her right hand had already penetrated into the pharmacy space, and was wandering between the pistol and the anesthesia gun.

But at this moment, suddenly, a sudden gong sounded from behind, which shocked the sky, making everyone's mind tremble. Even Feng Yuheng and Ban Zuo were shocked.

She was shocked and subconsciously wanted to look back, but her wrist was held by the squad, and then she whispered: "Don't look back, it was obvious that she was using her internal strength to beat the gong just now. Look at the others."

Feng Yuheng then noticed that everyone around him was stunned after the gong sounded, with pain in his expressions, but his eyes were a little confused, and his body was as if it was rigid.

"We look back now, it seems too abrupt." Ban Zuo whispered: "Looking at the crowd, whenever they can move, we will follow us."

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, Feng Yuheng calculated, but in eight seconds people began to slowly return to normal, and then they all looked back in horror. The creator and the bearded man who were executed in the square also turned to the back and temporarily stopped their movements.

Feng Yuheng turned around with the squad, and saw a huge carriage slowly coming here on the street behind. Perhaps because he was walking on the street, the driver controlled the speed of the horse and was almost walking forward. But even when he was walking, the horse was strolling with force, making the snow crack.

This carriage is pulled by five horses, two more than Xuan Tianming's palace carriage. The carriage is very unique. It is not made of wood, and is crystal clear, like crystal, but if you look closely, you will find that it is not crystal at all, but a kind of cold ice with extremely hardness.

Two women stood outside the carriage, all wearing white robes, cloaked hats, and each carrying a lotus ice lamp. The curtains of the carriage were sometimes moved lightly with the wind, and you could vaguely see the person sitting inside wearing red robes.

"This horse is so strange." Feng Yuheng squinted his eyes and couldn't figure it out. Why isn't the horse look like a horse? Instead, she can see the wolf-like eyes in her tilt?

Ban Zuo told her: "That is a unique breed in Qianzhou. It is said that the fierce horses are mate with white wolves in the extreme north. They are the most fierce and are very suitable for surviving in cold places. They can even carry people to cross the snow-capped mountains without any slitting."

Her view of knowledge was refreshed again, "Can horses still cross wolves? Is this kind of thing born?" Feng Yuheng was in a mess.

Ban Zuo told her a fact: "Qianzhou was able to stand firm for so many years with these horses and their cold world, and Dashun could not move it for so many years. I heard that after the ancestor emperor conquered the three northern provinces when he was alive, in fact, in terms of military strength, there was no problem in taking Qianzhou in one fell swoop. However, once he passed Jiangzhou, it was already cold to the point where Dashun people could not survive at all. Not to mention soldiers, even the war horses were frozen stiff. Zu Emperor led his men to push a county forward, but unfortunately, he was finally beaten back by Qianzhou people riding a wolf horse."

Feng Yuheng took a deep breath and felt a little unsure. She hadn't been to Qianzhou. In her impression, if we look at the map of her previous life, Qianzhou should be within the Russian realm and close to Iceland. But in fact, it may not be that far. After all, the countries of this era cannot be that big compared to later generations. Even Qianzhou people are talking about the same words as Dashun people. Xuan Tianming once said that the four countries on the Dashun border belong to the same continent as Dashun. On this continent, human languages ​​are the same. He also met a person who did not belong to this continent many years ago. No one could understand what the man said. In the end, he needed to draw a picture to explain where it came from.

If we calculate this way, if Qian Zhouruo is also in China, he shouldn't be that cold. The war horses are frozen, how cold will it be? Where is that place on China?

"What's wrong?" Ban Zuo was stunned when he saw her and couldn't help but ask.

Feng Yuheng shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about why Qianzhou is so cold." It seems that this Dashun Dynasty, which does not belong to the 5,000-year history of China, has a different landform map from later generations. It can no longer be used to infer the later generations she has mastered.

At this time, the ice cart pulled by the five wolves horses also walked in front of people. The people standing on the edge immediately flashed and drove to make way for the ice car. But the ice car did not go much further and soon stopped. The two girls standing outside the carriage picked up the lotus lamp in their hands, and one of them said loudly: "What happened ahead?"

This sound was obviously used to use internal strength. The bearded man heard it clearly from a distance. He was shocked immediately and ran forward quickly.

Wolf horses and ice carts, he knew just by these two things that the person coming must be a member of the royal family of Thousand Zhous. Only those with a noble status as royal family are qualified to ride a cart pulled by a wolf horse, let alone five wolf horses.
Chapter completed!