Mrs. Chengguo.

Sun Sanjie's legs trembled and he looked at the woman in disbelief.

Is she the wife of Chengguo? The wife of Chengguo Duke Zhushan? A first-rank imperial lady?

Mrs. Yu nodded.

"I came here to take a look," she replied.

It was indeed Mrs. Cheng Guo. Sun Sanjie was a little dazed, but the sound of people kneeling on the ground could be heard in the City God Temple.

"Mrs. Chengguo."

The people knelt down and shouted, their expressions excited.

Everyone in the North knows Duke Cheng, and naturally they also know Lady Cheng.

It’s just that Mrs. Chengguo is even harder to see than Duke Chengguo, and no one ever dreamed that the woman who had been living and eating with them for the past few days was actually Mrs. Chengguo.

Mrs. Cheng Guo even came in person to give them porridge to help them.

The sound of crying was heard everywhere in the City God Temple and soon spread, and people outside also knelt down.

…

After meeting Mrs. Chengguo, Tongpan and others no longer had any doubt that Chang Fengjun had been deceived, but this only added to their worries.

Although the Changfeng Army was not deceived by the Jin spies, it still went to a dangerous place.

"It is too dangerous to send less than a thousand soldiers to Bazhou." Tian Tongpan said, "They have been gone for several days and have not returned yet."

I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good.

He did not say this, and he also did not say another sentence that he should have said.

The sentence naturally means that we should send troops to find them.

The time now is different from before. We cannot act on impulse.

There was a moment of silence in the City God Temple.

Several generals turned their heads away with flushed faces, but Madam Yu remained calm and did not show any dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, they'll be back," she simply said.

How can you be so sure? Just as Mr. Tian was about to say something, he heard a commotion outside.

"Master Li is back!"

He actually came back? Lord Tian was surprised, and Mrs. Yu beside him smiled.

Mr. Tian was surprised and then sighed again.

I don't know how many casualties there are.

Hearing his muttering, the soldier who came to report the news looked a little strange.

"A lot," he said.

Are there really a lot of casualties? I knew it would be like this. It's good enough to escape from death with ten people protecting one person. There are not many soldiers in Hejian now. Lord Tian is very distressed.

"No, a lot of people came." The soldier continued, pointing outside the city, "Bring back 2,000 refugees."

Two thousand!

All the people rushed to the city gate, and the soldiers on the city wall crowded to look out.

"Are you sure it's Master Li?"

Everyone was talking and pointing in disbelief, especially when they saw the civilians walking in dense crowds protected by soldiers.

A rough estimate showed that there were no less than two thousand people, men, women, old and young, all in tattered clothes, carrying things on their shoulders or in their hands.

Tian Tongpan and others also came to the city wall regardless of their status.

In addition to being surprised at the number of civilians, there was also surprise at the number of officers and soldiers.

"How many of you went?" he couldn't help but ask again.

"More than nine hundred." Sun Sanjie said again.

More than nine hundred?

It looks like... Lord Tian and others couldn't help but smack their lips. Why does it still look like more than nine hundred?

The team was getting closer and closer, and the faces of the officers and soldiers could be seen. Familiar companions could not help but cheer loudly on the city wall.

The marching team did not get agitated by the cheers. They remained in neat rows, guarding the people in front and behind as they walked slowly.

Only one man and one horse were not in the line. They were either running around the civilians and soldiers, or galloping forward like the wind, or reining in their horses, doing whatever they wanted like an unruly pony.

As she ran, her headscarf slipped off, revealing her black hair.

Female!

Tian Tongpan and others on the city wall widened their eyes.

"Is this Miss Jun?" they asked.

Sun Sanjie shook his head and looked at the girl with her face covered who was riding her horse and running forward. She was equipped with bows, crossbows, long swords and other weapons, just like an officer or soldier.

And this girl can really kill people.

"That's not true. Miss Jun doesn't know how to wield a sword or a gun." Sun Sanjie said quickly, "Miss Jun is a young lady."

She is a delicate little girl and will not kill anyone.

Mrs. Yu heard this and smiled.

Although the delicate young lady did not take action, she killed many people.

It was really interesting, there were indeed women accompanying them. Tian Tongpan and others also saw the women sitting in several cars in the approaching team.

"Is this the Qingshan Army?" asked Tian Tongpan.

Sun Sanjie nodded and pointed towards the city.

Zhao Hanqing had already ridden her horse to the door. A flag was tied to her horse. The bright red flag was fluttering, and the three words "Qingshan Army" were very conspicuous on it.

"Open the door," she shouted.

The city gate slowly opened, and Zhao Hanqing rushed in first.

"Madam, madam, is the porridge factory ready?" she shouted. "There are quite a few people coming."

Madam Yu, who had already walked down the city wall to greet him, nodded with a smile.

"Everything is ready," she said, turning back to greet everyone.

Several men and women came out. They were refugees who had arrived earlier and were chosen to be responsible for arranging matters for the refugees.

Looking at the more than 2,000 refugees with panic-stricken expressions and pale faces, several men and women were both moved and relieved, and hurriedly led the crowd to the City God Temple.

Only officers and soldiers were left in front of the city gate.

"Are these all the people of Bazhou?" Lord Tian asked impatiently, his eyes looking at Li Guorui.

Li Guorui looked not in good spirits and seemed a little dazed.

"Yes," he replied.

After confirming the answer, more generals couldn't help but ask more questions.

“There are so many.”

"How far have you traveled?"

Li Guorui seemed unable to react and looked at these generals.

"Alright, alright." Lord Tian took the initiative to stop him, "Lord Li has worked hard too."

"Yeah, even though we didn't encounter any gold thieves, it was still tiring to make this trip." Everyone said this with sympathy and relief.

Li Guorui's vision finally focused.

"Who said we didn't encounter gold thieves?" He said, pointing to the carriages and horses behind him. "The total number of heads, 123 sets of armor, and 18 war horses were captured on the carriages."

He paused here and seemed to think for a moment.

"I can't remember exactly, maybe this much."

When he heard no response, he looked at Lord Tian and the others and saw that they looked shocked and stunned.

"What do you mean?" Lord Tian asked tremblingly, "You, have you encountered a gold thief?"

Li Guorui said "oh" and nodded.

"We encountered three groups. The first group had more people, but the remaining two groups had very few people. They ran fast and we didn't fight much," he said.

Sun Sanjie couldn't help swallowing.

"How many people are there?" he asked.

"About 1,500." Li Guorui said in a light tone.

A low inhalation sound was heard in front of the city gate.

Sun Sanjie swallowed again.

"You said that more than 900 of you encountered more than 1,500 gold thieves?" he asked.

Meanwhile, Lord Tian and other generals had already walked quickly towards the carriage. The soldiers standing beside the carriage moved aside, revealing the carriage filled with captives. The piled up human heads and armor still carried a strong smell of blood.

Lord Tian looked at Li Guorui.

"How many casualties have you suffered?" he asked.

This is all real, isn't it just a dream?

It was really strange, why did he feel that there were still many soldiers in front of him?

"Thirteen people were injured," Li Guorui said, "and no one died."

The scene was silent again, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

But how is this possible?

Nine hundred people, including women, encountered more than 1,500 gold thieves in the wild, and won? Killed more than 200 gold thieves, but only a dozen of them were injured?

If this isn't a dream, then what is it? How is this possible?

"How did you guys fight?" Lord Tian asked Li Guorui.

Yeah, how do you play this?

All eyes were on Li Guorui, and Li Guorui looked to the side, where a group of officers and soldiers had dismounted. They were of varying ages, thin and dull, but they still stood there motionless, like long spears sticking into the ground, emitting a chilling chill.

How do you fight?

Thinking of this scene, Li Guorui's breathing quickened.

It's so scary.

This battle was horrible.

Not to mention the Jin soldiers on the opposite side, even they would be scared to death.

Under the attack of stones, bullets and arrows, the Jin soldiers had lost their formation and could no longer attack. They fled backwards in panic in the wilderness, their souls scattered and their hearts broken.

"Kill!"

It was not until this moment that the female voice in the center of the formation spoke.

With this shout, flags waved, the formation changed, the baggage carts retreated, the spears moved forward, and the ranks chased after the fleeing Jin soldiers like rolling boulders.

This is a real massacre.

Although there were more than 900 people, the winner of this battle was decided by less than 40 people.

Li Guorui pointed his finger over there.

"It was Miss Jun and the others who beat us up," he said.

Miss Jun?

The generals present all looked in the direction he pointed, and saw another young woman riding a horse slowly approaching.

Zhao Hanqing rode his horse around the woman, with a red flag on his horse's back that matched Miss Jun's red awning. The three words "Qingshan Army" on the flag were dancing in everyone's sight.