Chapter 75: The enemy is currently sprinting

When the servants of the Wang family appeared in Nanyang City, from time to time, the sects came out to send them. They looked at the hundred warriors in their shape, pointing one by one. The girls were crying, driving the carriage silently behind, and sent them to the gate.
Fortunately, Chen Rong was sitting in the carriage of the Wang family. No one noticed that she was mixed with a girl.
When I arrived at the city gate, there were some girls and sects who were sending each other. Chen Rong looked through the curtains of the car and saw the carriage of Shangyi parked in the distance. It did not attract anyone's attention and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After sending out two hundred meters, everyone stopped and watched the warriors leave. Until the smoke of the horseshoes gradually disappeared into the field of vision, the girls' repressed crying was still sent along the way.
Shang Hao saw everyone approaching and quickly drove over and called: "Girl?"
Chen Rong responded and walked off the carriage.
As soon as she got on the carriage, she said in a low voice: "Girl, I told them, saying that everyone asked, and they would like to go to Ximing City to find relatives. You are not assured, you must drive and send, count I can only return in the month. I also said to Pingyi that she would not be able to close the door for a while, and no one would see it."
Chen Rong knows that he is thinking about his own reputation. Even at this point, Shang Hao still has a trace of luck, but why isn’t she herself? At the moment, she replied lowly: "I know."
At this time, a strong man shouted: "When you leave, don't delay." His voice fell, and the whip was screaming.
As he left, everyone sipped again and again. They are worried that Moyang City will be completely dying and rescue is not urgent.
Shang Hao quickly drove up to catch up.
Next, it is to keep on the road.
Unexpectedly, Chen Rong, this girl, is actually very good. She is riding a tired horse, riding tired and riding a car, and there are no complaints, no trouble for them. It was this point that compared the vast majority of the children of the sects, and the servants secretly felt in their hearts.
After walking for a day, and after a long night, the scribe looked at the bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky and said, "Have a rest."
"Yes."
As soon as the team stopped, the servants drove the carriage and placed them in a circular position. The horse-riding people and Chen Rong’s carriage were in the middle and started to sleep. In order to save time, everyone either slept in the carriage or Sitting against the horse and resting, no camp.
After the scribes arranged everything, he turned to look at the carriage of Chen Rong. Looking at the curtains and swaying, Chen Rong, who is very quiet, he arched his hand and said politely: "Girl, you can reach Moyang City tomorrow afternoon."
Chen Rong nodded. She asked quietly: "I don't know which court to prepare for from the gate?"
The scribe was stunned and said, "Nature is the South Gate."
Nanyang City is located in the southeast of Moyang City. It is a natural chapter from the Nancheng Gate.
"No!" In the carriage, Chen Rong’s voice was clear and decisive. She said crisply: "The Hu people are also aware of the military. They will inevitably put heavy troops at the south gate to prevent the reinforcements from Nanyang City. It is the north gate. There is something wrong with it. I thought it would be possible to enter from Simon."
The scribe was stunned. He glanced at each other and asked him, "Is the girl thinking that Simon can enter?"
"Yes." Chen Rong answered very decisively.
The scribe said with a frown: "Let's discuss it." He stepped back.
After a while, the scribe came over and said to Chen Rong: "The girl said that it is very reasonable. We will go to the west side of the gate tomorrow."
Chen Rong responded with a tone of voice, and there was no joy after being accepted.
The scribe was staring at the swaying car curtain, secretly whispering: This girl, young, but brave and conscientious, calm and calm, Lang Jun really has a vision!
Early the next morning, everyone set off.
After making up their minds from Ximen, everyone began to detour.
As the afternoon approached, travel became more and more difficult, and from time to time there were people who appeared in the vicinity. At this time, everyone held their breath and wrapped the cloth on the horse's feet and wheels, and walked quietly.
Noon. The tall, sloping walls of Moyang City appeared in front of everyone. Even if it is so far apart, everyone can see the shadows on the walls.
The middle-aged scribe stood on the horse and looked at it for a while. He said to Chen Rong in the carriage: "Ximenbu has a slap."
In the carriage, Chen Rong’s voice is still stable and there is no sadness and no joy.
It’s no problem. The besieged city is Murong’s famous Murong. He is in the middle of the three, trying to force the people in Moyang City to escape from the West Gate. The slain that is laid here will only be bluffing. If we enter, they will not stop."
When Chen Rong said this, everyone was already facing each other. In her simple passage, she contained too much military knowledge. This little girl is actually a hole in the fire, and these strategies are taken for granted.
Stayed, the middle-aged scribe asked: "How do you know the girl?"
Chen Rong seems to be a glimpse. For a while, she said quietly: "Why don't a gentleman send a person who knows the military to see the layout of the Xicheng Gate?"
The middle-aged scribes nodded to a thin man.
The man, with a bang, the cat's waist disappeared into the bushes.
The middle-aged scribe again turned to Chen Rong and asked: "We have come all the way from the west, and we have not seen the Hu people ambush. If they really force the people in Moyang city out of the West Gate, why not arrange it?"
In the carriage, Chen Rong was silent for a while. For a long while, she said quietly: "If Murong Yu's arrangement is even seen by us, he will not be a famous player." In this relaxed tone, he gave such an answer that was not the answer.
The middle-aged scribe was completely stunned. He thought about it and decided to wait for the skinny man to come back and say it.
Less than two quarters of an hour, the thin man came back. He arched his hands toward the middle-aged scribes and said: "Outside the west gate, the smoke and dust can't afford it. Thousands of swearing or dusty talks, the expression is idle, you can try it!"
The middle-aged scribe nodded and gritted his teeth: "Okay! Go to the West Gate!"
His orders, everyone began to organize the equipment and take out the weapons.
The middle-aged scribe stared at Chen Rong and pointed out that a few brawny men were kept in her carriage.
The people set off. Their movements are like disengagement. In the high-sounding voice of a strong man, everyone is lined up with a knife and a gun in hand and rushes out.
Outside the west gate is a large flat land. When these hundreds of people rushed out, the thunder of the horseshoes stunned and the Hu people turned back.
Just then, Chen Rong suddenly called: "Gentleman."
The middle-aged scribe had not seen Chen Rong at this time. When she heard her opening, she quickly approached her and shouted: "What is the girl?"
In the carriage, Chen Rong said leisurely: "We only have a hundred people. It is tantamount to riding on thousands of Hu people. It is like a car. Anyway, if you can't beat it, why should you be nervous? It's better to take it easy, just as usual. past!"
Chen Rong said that there is a famous celebrity taste! The middle-aged scribes shook their eyes and shouted: "It's reasonable! Reasonable." He waved his right hand and shouted to everyone: "They take up their weapons and stop drinking, just like an ordinary outing."
When the order came out, everyone stayed. For a while, they only took up the weapons in a mess, and stopped the galloping horses.
As they approached, the buzzing sound grew louder and louder outside the West Gate. I just hurriedly stood up and hurried to the mount's Hu people. At this time, they all quieted down. They turned their heads one by one and looked at them in a stupid manner. Not only they, but the people on the wall, quietly after a while, looked down at the silly.
In front of them, outside the wide city gate, hundreds of well-dressed, brave men dressed as servants, strategists, drove, idle, and walked away. Their movements, soothing and relaxed, the wheels they are moving forward, even the dust is not aroused. Where are these people rushing to the gates? It is clear that it is a leisurely step.
When more than a thousand people were stunned, the number of Han people on the wall grew more and more.
The middle-aged scribe was walking next to Chen Rong's carriage. He stared at the Hu people, and stretched his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "Girls, they didn't pick up the weapons."
Another brave man following the carriage, while vigilantly looking around, asked: "Chen Jiaxiaoguzi, these Hu people have not even rode on horses, weapons have not been taken, they really will not take the opportunity to cover us?"
In the carriage, Chen Rong’s voice came vaguely.
However, the two men just couldn't help but want to talk to her because they are uncertain. It is not important that she does not answer.
The two teams are getting closer and closer and getting closer.
Slowly, each other's faces can be clearly seen. At this time, I stayed with Wang Hong all the year round, and I have already trained a servant of the Wang family, and I have already let go. They simply retracted their eyes, while talking and laughing, while arranging horses, they walked away leisurely.
The two teams have only two hundred steps. In general, if it is to immediately cover up, this distance, double convenient to start preparing. However, whether it is the Hu people or the Wang family, it seems to be stiff. The Hu people look at the servants of the Wang family who are laughing and laughing, and the servants of the Wang family do not even look at them.
One hundred steps! At this time, the Hu people were still there in a mess, never got on the horse, never took a gun.
Eighty steps! The Hu people still looked at them silly.
Fifty steps!
Thirty steps! At this moment, each other's faces, expressions, and eyes are clear at a glance. Looking at his face, there was only curiosity and horror, but there was no murderousness, and there was no Hu people who took up the weapons. The Wang family also spit out a repressed turbidity in their hearts.
Twenty steps! The words spoken by both sides can be clearly heard.
Ten steps. The person who walked in front has passed the enemy.
at this time! The Huren team is in the middle, and one person is coming out of the team! This man is wearing a robes and kneeling down on three long beards. Whether dressed or shaped, it is like a Han scribe.
The scribe was striding out. He went deep into the family of the king and curiously said, "Dare to ask you, which one is famous?"
The middle-aged scribe was on the carriage and gave him a ceremonial tribute: "The king's palace."
The Hu people sighed and said, "Wang Wangfu? It really has no name." He arched his hand and stepped back.
At this time, everyone has passed by the Hu people. At this time, the Wangfu people finally know, just as Arong’s little aunt said, the Hu people do not want to stop them.
The team applied Shiran, slowly crossed the Huren array and came under the gate.
When they appeared in the hundred steps of the city gate, ‘Zizi-’, the iron-casting gate slowly opened in the harsh friction.
A team of Jin people appeared behind the city gate. When these people saw the people of the palace, they also showed a smile of appreciation.
Waiting for them to speak, a burst of laughter came out, in the laughter, a middle-aged scribe with a fair-skinned, facial features, stepping out of the step. As he walked, he smiled at the man next to him: "Wang Qi, Wang Qi, until today, I only accepted you!"
Standing next to him, that handsome and elegant, Rong Guang, a young man, is not Wang Hong?
At this time, Wang Hong’s mouth was slightly raised, and it seemed to be a smile, but his extremely clear and high-spirited eyes sparkled with an unusually bright light. He strode out.
Seeing him coming, the Wangfu people quickly turned over and took off the carriage, brushed a gift, and shouted: "Lang Jun."
Wang Hong nodded. He turned his head and looked at Shang Hao and looked at Chen Rong’s carriage.
For the sake of fame, Chen Rong did not get off the bus, and did not open the curtain, let everyone see that she is a girl.
Wang Hong stared deeply at Chen Rong in the carriage and nodded to the servants. He said, "Go in."
"Yes."
The servants were surrounded by hundreds of sects and entered the city of Moyang.
As the gate of the city ‘Zizi-’ was closed, the servants of the palace were relieved at the same time, and some even had soft legs.
Wang Hongchao glanced at them and turned to Chen Rong in the carriage, then took back his sight.
After the sigh of relief, the people of the palace were excited at the same time - as a despicable servant, they were surrounded by hundreds of scholars and greeted the city cautiously and seriously! This kind of scenery is unheard of! They forcibly suppressed rejoicing and excitement, and raised their faces, and slowly entered the city government in the welcome of the people of Moyang City.
When they came to the West Court where Wang Hong lived, the middle-aged scribes stopped and turned to them again, and they also went deep into Wang Hong. He smiled happily: "Seven Lang, although he can be afraid of death, he has You, with these righteous men, I am fearless."
He straightened up and sighed at the servants of the palace. He sighed: "If you can't die, all the gentlemen will be spread all over the world."
Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "Wang Hong, Wang Hong, even the servants are so demeanor, I don't know how your master is, how is it!"
He long sleeved and greeted everyone to retreat.
As soon as they retired, Wang Hong turned his head. He glanced at the servants and took their look into the eye. Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Rong in the carriage.