【Alternate History/Historical Brainstorm/Transmigration/Assisting/Anti-trope/No Cheat Device】CP: Third Prince.
Transmigrating into the Star Han world as He Zhaojun, she begins by personally e...
Chapter 255: Different Mountains and Rivers, Same Wind and Moon
Long Feibai put one child on the other child's shoulder: "You carry your brother on your back and put him down after we get out. Got it?"
The two children were wearing the same armor and walking in a strange way, but their faces were covered in black and gray, so it was difficult to notice them at a casual glance.
After a while, everyone was dressed. He Zhaojun stuck her head out to look, and seeing that no one was passing by, she quickly asked everyone to come out and pretend to walk towards the city gate.
The guards at the city gate stopped them and looked at these people with some suspicion. It was already dark and they couldn't see clearly, but they still felt that these people were very unfamiliar.
"Which team are you from? Why are you leaving the city now?" The man shouted at He Zhaojun and blocked her in front of the city gate.
The ancient Qiang people were startled and ventured out of the city. He Zhaojun had cleverly dodged numerous inspections along the way, but now the city guards refused to let them go. Wouldn't that mean their efforts would be wasted?
"The prefect has given an order! The prefect has given an order!" He Zhaojun was about to answer when she heard a galloping horse coming from behind her. The horse took out a token from its arms and waved it in front of everyone.
"Qiang prisoners have escaped! Close the city gates! Close the city gates!"
He Zhaojun glanced at the dark-faced general and realized it was her fourth brother, He Yue, in disguise. She instantly understood and shouted, "What? When I was changing guard just now, I saw a group of suspicious-looking people heading out of the city!"
"If I had known that they were prisoners of war, I would never have let them go! General, please give me a chance to redeem myself from my crimes and lead my soldiers to recover the prisoners and use my merits to atone for my crimes!" He Zhaojun shouted hoarsely.
He Yue let out an exaggerated cry and quickly pointed at the two teams of soldiers guarding the city: "Why don't you quickly open the city gates and let them go out to pursue them?"
The guards' expressions stern, their promises echoing, they quickly turned the hinges and opened the gate. He Zhaojun waved her hand, "Go, men, follow me to recover the ancient Qiang prisoners! Charge!"
As she spoke, she took the lead and ran out of the city. The ancient Qiang people behind her didn't know what had happened. They just heard that He Zhaojun coaxed the soldiers guarding the city to open the door with just a few words. Now they also shouted and followed He Zhaojun's footsteps to run out.
He Yue watched as everyone left and waved his whip. "Everyone, listen up! The remnants of the ancient Qiang are cunning and treacherous. The prefect's token has been stolen. Beware of anyone using it to falsely transmit orders! Anyone who leaves the city with this token will be considered an accomplice of the ancient Qiang and will be apprehended and reassigned. Do you understand?"
Listening to the thunderous roars of the soldiers defending the city, He Yue smiled and left with a graceful figure. Now that all the elderly, weak, women, and children, including He Zhaojun and Long Feibai, had left the dangerous area, it was time for He Yue to show his skills.
On the other side, everyone ran deep into the dense forest. He Zhaojun kicked a big tree nearby a few times, and many packages fell down with a crackling sound. Among them were dry food and clean water, which were enough to support them to follow the clues left by Yuan Gong and meet up with the ancient Qiang people.
The ancient Qiang people who saw the light of day again burst into tears and knelt down to kowtow. Among them, the young man who had cursed the most harshly at that time was now crying the most miserably.
"The Third Prince's Consort is truly righteous! We had no idea that someone not of our race would be willing to risk their lives to save worthless people like us."
He Zhaojun glanced at Long Feibai and smiled, "The green mountains share the same clouds and rain, and the bright moon is never in two places.[58] I only hope that there will be no more wars in this world."
He Zhaojun bowed to them and said, "Everyone, I have important matters to attend to. I cannot go with you to pay my respects to Master Yubita. If fate permits, we will meet again. Farewell!"