"sister!"

Gu Heng was lying on the other side of the car window, looking outside, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

At the same time, the sound of galloping horse hooves approached outside, and Xiao Jiayuan's voice also came through.

"There's some movement."

Gu Luo and Zhao Shuang gathered on Gu Heng's side and looked out the window.

Not far away, a dark group of people were approaching the end of the convoy like zombies. This movement quickly caused panic in the caravan following behind.

The caravan may have discussed and sent a leader, who hurriedly ran to Gu Luo's carriage. Xiao Jiayuan was riding on a tall horse. Gu Luo's carriage was specially made by Gu Heng and was magnificent. The aura of the palace was set.

There, the businessman was trembling all over. He didn't dare to look at the car. He just lowered his eyes and said, "Master, what should we do here?"

He actually didn't know what to ask.

I just want to hear if there are any arrangements from the Anbo Palace, so I can feel at ease.

Xiao Jiayuan glanced at him and said, "Go back and tell your caravan that no matter what happens in a while, Prince Anbo's Palace will naturally be in front of us. As long as you don't cause chaos for us from within, we can handle anything!"

Xiao Jiayuan is worthy of being a descendant of the Xiao family army. When he speaks seriously, he has an unquestionable courage. Regardless of whether he can really handle it, at least let the listeners believe that he can handle it without any doubt.

Zhao Shuang glanced at him, and in this anxious stall, he bent his eyes and smiled. This was the man she liked.

After Xiao Jiayuan finished speaking, he met Zhao Shuang's gaze. After the two looked at each other, Xiao Jiayuan said to Gu Luo, "We will fight in a while. Changming Changle will be guarding here. Don't get out of the car."

The most that Gu Luo could do with his little effort was to throw a drunkard over his shoulder. He knew he didn't have the ability to kill the enemy, so he didn't dare to go down and cause trouble.

After saying that, Xiao Jiayuan looked at Gu Heng, "You..."

Gu Heng, who was huddled in the carriage, suddenly became excited, looked at Xiao Jiayuan in disbelief, and said with great excitement, "I'm still a child, you can't just grab a strong man and let me go down and beat him!"

Xiao Jiayuan:......

Are you a child now?

What were you doing when I just checked the body?

But Gu Heng's nine-year-old face and nine-year-old body were right in front of him. Xiao Jiayuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you serious that you don't want to come down? I won't let you charge. Can you give me some command? Or see if there is anything wrong with those people?"

"

After saying this, Xiao Jiayuan himself felt that he was sick.

He and Changming Changle were still here, but Gu Heng was asked to take charge? How did he say this!

"How did you say this? Where's your face? Third Young Master, you're not scared to death, are you? I, Gu Heng, an ignorant little boy who came up from Zhuangzi, let alone charging into battle, I'm afraid of going down.

One of you accidentally injured me in your excitement. Do you know how likely it is to die from being accidentally injured by one of your own?

Not to mention there are so many merchants behind.

They were as frightened as quails. One of them lost control and started a commotion, which was a massive stampede.

I am lucky!

Do you know how high the fatality rate is in a mass stampede?

Especially when I was a child, I was more likely to be trampled to death."

Xiao Jiayuan's face was dark, and in the voice of Gu Heng's muttering, he decisively turned around and left.

Afraid of death, the little master Gu Hengheng shut his mouth, lay down at the car window, stretched his neck and looked back.

Behind the crowd of caravans, there was a small carriage. The driver of the carriage was a short and skinny man. He was leaning on the shaft of the carriage and was talking to the people in the carriage.

Gu Heng couldn't hear their voices, but his eyelids suddenly twitched and he saw a black cat jumping out of the car window.

Gu Heng took a breath immediately and fixed his gaze on the black cat. The hands on the window lattice were so clasped that the joints turned white. However, before he could see the movements of the black cat clearly, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, "Look.

Why are you looking at it so seriously?"

Gu Luo patted Gu Heng from behind and squeezed to his window to look out.

Gu Heng glanced outside and could no longer see the shadow of the black cat. He lost interest and pulled back and leaned against the wall of the car. "What can I see? Of course, it's to see if those people are rushing towards me."

The five hundred elite soldiers from the Xishan Camp were already surrounded outside, and it was hard to see whether the people on the other side could rush over.

Gu Luo looked at Gu Heng suspiciously, always feeling that he was hiding something from her.

Gu Heng was frank and did not avoid it. He sat there and let Gu Luo look at him.

The two siblings looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, one was scrutinizing the other. Next to him, Zhao Shuang looked at Gu Luo and then at Gu Heng. Finally, he couldn't hold back, "Is this some kind of mysterious pre-war prayer ceremony? You two are staring like this.

If we look at each other, we can pray to God to bless us? I...will join in?"

Gu Heng raised his eyebrows with a naughty smile on his lips, "Then Sister Xiaoshuang wants to ask my sister."

Zhao Shuang looked at Gu Luo sincerely.

Gu Luo:......

As he was speaking, Chang Ming from outside reported back, "Princess, those people are approaching. It is roughly estimated that there are more than 3,000 people."

"So many!" Zhao Shuang suddenly gasped and got excited. He stood up and knocked his head directly on the roof of the carriage. He sat down with bared teeth. He looked outside with tears in his eyes, but the outside was blocked by soldiers from the Xishan Camp.

, nothing can be seen.

Chang Ming paused for a moment, "It's hard to say whether there are more than 3,000 people among them with special status, but the people rushing in front should all be victims of the disaster, with yellow faces and skinny bones."

Gu Luo immediately understood what Chang Ming meant.

They are from the Anbo Palace, not to mention that their status means the imperial court and the government. From the perspective of the Anbo Palace, is the Anbo Palace really going to attack the people affected by the disaster?

But if they don't take action, these people will besiege them.

Start...

"Sister, they are victims of the disaster, but their hands are stained with blood. This person has killed one person, and when he kills the second person, there is no such big obstacle in his heart." Gu Heng tugged on Gu Luo's sleeves.

, said softly.

Gu Luo looked at Gu Heng, and Gu Heng nodded to her, "There are no bones left in those caravans. They are victims of the disaster. They are pitiful, but the people in the caravan are not evil people, they are also innocent people."

The unbearable feeling in Gu Luo's heart dissipated instantly.

"Tell Xiao Jiayuan that if anyone on the other side is willing to surrender, we will provide food and drink and be responsible for sending them to Qianzhou City to settle down. Anyone who refuses to surrender and insists on committing evil will be killed without mercy."

Changming responded and left.

When Chang Ming left, the entire carriage was silent except for the sound of Yu Huan's little snoring.

This silence made the mighty footsteps not far away particularly clear.

I don’t know who was the first to attack, but in short, there was a sudden scream, followed by the deafening sound of horse hooves.

This is the horse of the 500 elite soldiers of the Xishan Camp.
Chapter completed!