"Don't panic, don't mess around! The Jin army is just bluffing, and there is no strong crowd to invade the realm! ”

Located near the crossing bridge on the south bank of the Xiangshui River, the leading general Wang Lang led thousands of soldiers, while lining up to defend and prevent the chaos in the south of the city from spreading to the north of the city, and at the same time making a big fanfare, hoping to soothe the feelings of the masses and suppress the riots. At worst, it is also necessary to call for the gathering of those Praetorian guards who have been scattered or branded.

From this point of view, the leader Wang Lang did not lose the trust and trust of the lord Shi Hu to him, endured the pain of losing his son, and still tried to save the current collapsed situation in Xiangguo. But then again, if Wang Lang doesn't do this at the moment, he has nothing to do at all.

Avenge the Son?

Not to mention whether Wang Lang has the courage to slash the prince Shi Di, even if he has, he has no soldiers at the moment. To a certain extent, Wang Lang can also be said to be the most powerful person in Xiangguo City before, especially after the lord Shi Hu enclosed some areas of the palace to prohibit the prince Shi Di from stepping on it.

But from last night to now, Wang Lang was first transferred out of Jiande Palace, and the main force of the Praetorian Guard was also trapped in the quagmire in the south of the city and couldn't extricate himself, and then all kinds of extraordinary forces emerged, Wang Lang, the leading general in charge of city defense and palace ban, has no deterrence at all!

Previously, he abandoned the forbidden army and went to a few squares in the north of the city to lobby those nobles and elders in the country, because he was worried that the power in his hands would not be enough to settle the chaos. And those people were also moved by his successful words, and they each made their own parts, but these people themselves are far superior to Wang Lang in terms of status and qualifications, and they all have strong needs, and they need to rely on their subordinates to achieve it, and they will not hand over this part of their own strength to Wang Lang and obey orders.

Wasting the most precious time in the second half of the night, the controllable power in Wang Lang's hands not only did not increase, but even the original Praetorian Guards were coerced by the riots in the south of the city because they did not have the main general to control the army, and it was difficult to gather together, which also made Wang Lang feel ashamed and angry. It's just that this shame and indignation can't tell whether it is because he has betrayed the trust of the lord Shi Hu, or because he missed the best opportunity to attack Jiande Palace and avenge his son.

"All the people with armor are waiting to be compiled on the banks of the river, and there is no forgiveness for those who are in trouble!"

In a hurry, Wang Lang even stepped forward in person and slashed those soldiers who had obviously heard the banner but were unconscious and disobeyed the order.

Fortunately, in today's Xiangguo, although the people's hearts are turbulent and they have their own plans, there are also many people who can perceive the righteousness, these people did not join the intrigue of Jiande Palace, where the situation is still obscure and inexplicable, nor did they rashly enter the southern area of the city that has been completely chaotic, but they all support their tribes, temporarily join the command of the leader Wang Lang, relying on the Xiangshui River that passes through the city, isolating the chaos in the north and south of the city.

As people joined the south bank of the Xiangshui River one after another, this section of the defense line gradually became stable. After all, there are many wealthy nobles in the north of the city, and their respective families have raised a large number of tribal slaves, and the organization of these tribes is far stronger than that of the rabble in the south of the city.

"Wang Lingjun, what happens after that?"

Hearing someone ask such a question, Wang Lang looked at the Jiande Palace on the north bank of the river with a solemn face.

As long as the chaos does not spread to the north bank of Xiangshui, no matter how chaotic it is, no matter how many people are killed or injured, it is acceptable for them.

At present, since the riot has been locked in the south of Xiangshui, the most urgent thing at the moment is to quickly suppress the chaos in the north of the clan country, especially in the Jiande Palace. As long as they, the elites of the upper echelons of the country, can reach a consensus of opinion, they can gather the forces of all parties at the moment to suppress internal troubles and kill foreign enemies.

Many thoughts quickly flashed in Wang Lang's mind, and at the end of his mouth, there was still a trace of bitter smile, he understood what the right thing to do at the moment was, but he couldn't do it, because he didn't have enough power in his hands. Even later, some of the Haozong tribes joined his troops, including some previously dispersed Praetorian Guards, but the line of defense of Xiangshui was still fragile.

If he wants to increase the strength in his hands, he can only continue to suppress the riots in the south of the city in order to draw more strong soldiers.

"Quickly send someone to Xianguang Temple to ask the great monk Buddha Tucheng to drive here!"

Wang Lang's anxious mood suddenly flashed and he thought of a clever way to deal with the current problem. The Lord has been worshipping the Buddha for a long time, and as the leading virtuous monk in Hebei, the great monk Buddha Tucheng also enjoys a high reputation among the people of Xiangguo.

As a general in the army, Wang Lang can't believe or disbelieve things like gods and ghosts. But for now, he can take advantage of the high reputation and fame that Fotu Cheng enjoys in the country to calm people's hearts and stop the chaos in the south of the city a little.

Although the whole city was calling for the ten categories of Jin army kings, he knew that up to this moment in the sky, Wang Lang had not seen any Jin soldiers with conclusive deeds, and it was conceivable that this must be someone with ulterior motives who was inciting and confusing the crowd.

The enemy trace of the Jin army is indeed conclusive, and the news from the north of the city, which is in relatively good condition, that there is a Jin army enemy flowing into the Jiande Palace. As for the south of the city, even if there is a Jin army, it will inevitably only be a small force.

The enemy rumors were used to confuse the public, and Wang Lang was convinced by the traces of the Buddha. For the people of Xiangguo, even if the Jin army is mighty, after all, it exists in legends, and there are very few people who can really see it. However, the Buddha has been worshiped in the country for a long time, and the great monk Buddha Tucheng has been active in the upper echelons of Xiangguo and the market since the time of the ancestor Shile, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Buddha who walks in the world.

If the great monk Buddha Tucheng can show up at this moment to calm people's hearts, and even refute the rumor that the Jin army has not entered the city, these panicked people in the south of the city will definitely be relieved in panic.

"Think of this verse early"

Wang Lang sighed in his heart, although there are many reasons for the outbreak of the chaos in the south of the city, and the Jin army must be indispensable behind it, but if you trace back to the most fundamental reason, it is the prince Shi Di who plotted to make trouble in the palace.

But in the final analysis, whether it is the wall of the Shi Di brothers or the blood-stained palace, in fact, it has nothing to do with these commoners in the south of the city, and all kinds of momentum and agitation have become this situation.

However, it was not too late to understand now, Wang Lang waited anxiously to invite Fo Tucheng's troops to return, and at the same time, he saw that people on the north and south banks of Xiangshui were joining this defense line one after another to replenish it, and his mood gradually returned to stability.

With the hope of calming the chaos, the pain of losing a child came back to my heart. Wang Lang is Shi Hu's confidant, but he has no respect and obedience to the crown prince Shi Di, and they both stay in the town, and collisions are inevitable, which can be described as disgusting to each other. Now adding this hatred of losing a child, new hatred and old hatred are all pouring into his heart, Wang Lang said with hatred in a subtle tone: "I will kill this son today!" ”

He was still thinking about how to rectify the prince Shi Di who was in trouble and helping the enemy after he drew his strength, but he found that the degree of the rebellious people in the south of the city attacking the defense line on the river bank had strengthened a little, and shouts such as "the Jin army has arrived" became louder and louder.

"Defend the line, and don't let the rebels cross the river!"

Wang Lang let out a low roar, and then walked quickly to a high lookout near him. This lookout was originally used by the rulers of Xiangguo to monitor and deter the people in the south of the city, as high as several zhang, once you climb to the highest top, you can overlook the whole territory of the south of the city, many ears and eyes meet to monitor, once which place occurs a relatively large scale of strange signs, there is nothing to hide.

Wang Lang climbed the lookout at this time, and what he saw was that the south of the city was full of messes, many houses had collapsed, a large number of streets and alleys were congested, and there were people surging everywhere, and the general direction of these people fleeing was the Xiangshui defense line he was defending!

After carefully watching for a while, Wang Lang searched for a source of the crowd, where there were also a large number of people, but it was not as chaotic as the side place, but there was a tendency to hide in a row, condensed but not dispersed. And in that team, there are even some flags dancing in the wind!

Seeing this scene, Wang Lang's face suddenly became solemn. The outrages are not terrible, even if there are many of them, they are just a rabble, and they only need to be killed and expelled.

The reason why the Praetorian Guards were involved in the south of the city and couldn't get out was that the Jiande Palace became too sudden, the Praetorian Guards retreated too hecticly, and at that critical time, Wang Lang, the main general, had to go to find political allies and not be in the army, so the troops would be scattered.

However, with the establishment and consolidation of the defense line along the river, this trend is gradually improving, and the Praetorian Guards who are scattered in the city are gradually returning.

However, when the rabble has an organization, these people are full of enthusiasm, restless, and have nowhere to vent the restraint and guidance of the banner, and the destructive power that can erupt is even greater than that of a well-trained army!

The fact is indeed as Wang Lang expected, those gathered people followed the banner forward, all the way unstoppable, like a steel knife, tearing through many obstacles in the south of the city, straight to Xiangshui!

The people gathered along the way were naturally the Xingfen warriors who arose in the Liu family's house and the Jin people in the south of the city.

They have endured from last night to the afternoon of the day, at this moment even the most ferocious bandits, after such a long time of uproar, gradually have no energy to make trouble, if there is no other factor to stimulate, even if there is no need for the country to take the initiative to suppress, I am afraid that the riot in the south of the city will gradually return to calm, the people after the energy is vented, and then return to the previous state of numbness, dragging their tired bodies, each hiding in the ruins of the south of the city.

However, now this pass-by has raised the banner of the Jin army and the king of the army, and those flag orders are all made in the Liu family's house, which is naturally not the regular formation flag of the Jin army and the king division, but it is a concise and scarlet "Jin", which is raised high and danced in the wind in this sky, like a sweet spring injected into the cracked river valley, and the people in the south of the city who have gradually revealed themselves are noisy and active again.

This group of people took the dozens of martial soldiers as the vanguard, and they all went forward, and all those who stood in the way were all cut and killed, and there was no one who could do it. And at this moment, there is no organized and large-scale chaotic crowd in the south of the city, and they dare to sacrifice their lives to stop this group of kings and ten people.

The subordinates who followed behind, after seeing such a heroic and courageous posture of the king's soldiers, were also deeply inspired, and they all rushed to follow behind. Even the wandering crowd that was scattered then walked around the back of the team from the side and took the initiative to join it, making the team even bigger.

"Stick to the river line, and never let the chaos cross the river!"

Wang Lang jumped off the lookout and shouted loudly, he still has to stay here at the moment, but he is not playing any noble sentiment of self-sacrifice, once he retreats, his soldiers will inevitably be impacted again, and they will be coerced by the chaos, and the little strength that he has accumulated will be wiped out again!

However, at this time, the soldiers of the Qi army who had been sent to greet the great monk Buddha Tucheng hurriedly returned, and brought another bad news to Wang Lang: Buddha Tucheng had already left the temple, and he didn't know which way he was welcomed into Jiande Palace!