Nanyu.

Feng Yang leaned against the stone wall of the herbal shop and watched three men in ragged clothes running over from the street. Although their steps seemed uneven, the way they moved was precise and unique to soldiers. Feng Yang

Yang concluded that they must be survivors of the Garden Square shanty town who escaped from the massacre.

At least for a while. When Feng Yang was watching, he saw three soldiers wearing the logo of the City Defense Department coming from the corner, holding swords in their hands, obviously chasing. When the two fugitives passed by the herb

When the doctor was next to him, two people wearing the black cloaks and short coats that were standard in the general's palace floated out of the alley. One of them pulled out a sword from his waist, and the other squatted on the street, aiming with a crossbow.

One of the rebels screamed and fell to the snow, with the iron nails of the crossbow protruding from his chest. The second rebel hesitated and stayed for a moment on his fallen friend. Just as he hesitated

When he was still undecided, three soldiers from the city defense department came towards him, one on each side of him, and one on his side waiting for an opportunity.

The only weapon of the surrounded soldier was a short sword, but the soldier used it very fiercely. He first cut off the arm of a city defense soldier, and then scratched the shoulder of another enemy. Then the swordsman from the General's Mansion came from

He rushed from behind and impaled him. The wounded rebel collapsed in the snow, falling on the corpse of his slain comrade.

Feng Yang cautiously crawled back to a dark side street. It was not the violent scenes that made him flinch. In the weeks after the massacre, countless such scenes were staged in Nanyu City. The petition teams outside the city were blocked in the camp.

After the destruction, some escaped and hid in the city. The plague broke out in poor areas, and entire blocks of huts were looted, leaving plenty of room for desperate people to hide.

The guards of the Grand General's Palace and the city defenders worked tirelessly to root out the rebels, and when they found prey, street fighting became routine. Even though poorly equipped and almost always outnumbered, the rebels refused to surrender.

The actions of the imperial army during this period completely shattered Feng Yang's remaining illusion that courage and bravery were qualities unique to the aristocratic class. Despite this, the stubborn determination shown by the peasants under Zheng Hongchang

He was deeply impressed. In the face of certain death, they refused to give up their honor, they refused to admit the crime that was imposed,

Thinking of this, he frowned. What he witnessed was a bad omen for his comrades. He originally wanted to get mugwort and other curative herbal roots from the herbalist to treat Helan Sheng's wounds. But the lurking

The sudden appearance of Han Cheng's swordsmen made him understand how stupid this idea was.

Han Cheng knew that there were some who had escaped their trap, and they also knew that some of the Imperial Guards would be injured. Naturally, they would monitor any place that might provide aid to the injured. Feng Yang realized that he owed it to those hapless rebels.

If it weren't for them, he would have walked directly into the ambush that had been set up.

Han Cheng tiptoed along the narrow streets, eyes watching every shadow, looking for enemies. He quickly distanced himself from the herbalist. After a lifetime of training and fighting, playing the role of a hunted animal against a knight

It was a unique experience for him, and he vowed to make Han Cheng pay the price.

A barren stretch of snow-free streets marks another entrance to Nanyu's labyrinth of sewers and underground culverts. The heat within the vaulted tunnels is enough to melt the snow that has fallen on the hatch-like stone caps.

Feng Yang squatted on the street and looked around to make sure no one noticed him. As the plague spread rapidly and the people were in panic, there was almost no one on the street, but he was still cautious. Only when he was sure that he was alone,

Only then did he lift the stone cover and jump into the pitch black darkness.

A simple rush lamp lit his way as he entered the dank sewers. Feng Yang walked along the ledge adjacent to the sewage flow below the street, pressing a perfumed cloth to his nose

.He got some comfort from the disgusting environment around him. No one wanted to think about the sewers and erase those disgusting pipes from their minds. They were deliberately forgotten by most residents of Nanyu City, for those who didn't.

He who wishes to be seen has made a perfect path.

Swollen rats scampered away under the flickering lights of the Custodes, water splashing from the culverts as the rodents decided to swim away from the harsh light. Feng Yang felt disgusted with these lurking pests, and his stomach

Outraged. Nanyu's rats became bigger and bolder this winter. They sneaked into houses affected by the plague and gnawed on the corpses of the dead. The priests of the temple even hired rat catchers to guard the morgue.

Make sure the deceased's fingers and toes are preserved.

Feng Yang felt uneasy when he thought of those crawling beasts waiting in the dark, waiting for the opportunity like vultures, and then swarming on a person and stripping him to only bones. If they could get the title of Hounds of Hades, they would

Well, because only those underground would love this poisonous scavenger, and there are few things in the world more disgusting than rats.

The Imperial Guard shuddered when he saw dozens of small, flashing green eyes staring at him in the darkness ahead. This broken wall was like a landmark to him, a road sign, letting him know that he was hiding.

It was so nearby, but he could never get used to the swarms of rats nesting among the rubble and rubble.

As he approached, the eyes immediately retracted and slipped back into their holes. As he approached the wall, the only trace of the rat was a scaly tail that disappeared between two stones.

Feng Yang still shuddered because he didn't need to see the pests to know they were there.

Continuing on his way, after passing the broken wall a few hundred steps, he stopped, turned left, and walked along a narrow brick tunnel. When the dwarves first built sewers for the Emperor Wu, they dug many underground tunnels beneath the city.

Natural caves and passages. Instead of bypassing these cracks, the dwarfs integrated them directly into the building, leaving the occasional cross-tunnel leading to the main culvert.

Over time, as the cellars and vaults of the city above grew larger, many of the ancient tunnels were destroyed. Often, the openings were sealed again, but sometimes, when it suited the builder

These hidden tunnels are only allowed to remain connected for the purpose of the sponsor.

There was such a cellar in the shelter that Feng Yang evacuated after the massacre. For many years, he had enjoyed the company of Lady Arcadia, a charming beauty who was deeply loved by Gallo Veitch from the Holy Land further south of Daliang.

The prince's affection. The expenses of the luxurious estate where she lived was also maintained by the prince's generosity. Lady Arcadia was happy to reciprocate her generosity, although Prince Gallo Veitch was too magnanimous to mind her having any affairs outside of their affair.

own disputes.

(The holy land here is left out, and will be written as a separate chapter later)

Feng Yang had to take a deep breath to pass through the narrow crack leading to the noble lady's cellar. It still surprised him that he could actually squeeze a big man like He Lansheng through such a dense passage.

A torch was lit in the cellar made of stone walls. Feng Yang saw one of Mrs. Arcadia's servants, an old attendant named Gurres. Gurres saluted Feng Yang and then signaled

He lay next to the mattress and began to apply something to Feng Yang's injured hand. Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't know that Gurris also knew some medicine. What's even more strange is that Ah

Madame Cadillac did not mention such an important thing.

Then a terrible thought suddenly occurred to him. Perhaps out of pity, the noble lady sent Gurris to an herbalist or barber. If she had done so, a large group of people might now send this

Surrounded by manors.

"Why do you have such a long face?"

Feng Yang turned around to face the speaker, and lowered his hand to his sword. He didn't notice the people sitting in the shadow of the wine rack. He was about to make a scolding sound, when one of them leaned forward.

Lights. When he recognized a knight - the mainlander Emil, Xue Ju's flag-bearer, he relaxed his grip on the sword. The person next to him was another knight, a gray-haired veteran named Kari

Germany.

As the most prosperous city in the entire East, Nanyu attracts people from all over the world. Compared with the farmers in southern Daliang, professional soldiers like Emir and Khalid are more suitable for the position of the Imperial Guard, and

The Holy Religion of the South has also deeply influenced these people from foreign countries. Coupled with the influence of ethical culture, these Westerners are even more loyal than local soldiers.

Feng Yang jumped towards the knights and hugged them warmly with his arms. "How did you two guys escape from that bitch Han Cheng?"

Hearing this question, Emil grinned. "Khalid's horse jumped over the enemy troops, and the enemy's arrows seemed to be blind. Not a single arrow hit the lucky guy. Look.

Well, let me just say that his horse has some pegasus blood."

"This idiot wants to fight his way out." After listening to Emil's words, Khalid complained in an unhappy tone. "He looks like a hedgehog with an arrow stuck in his armor! In the end, he also realized that the enemy

They will keep shooting at him until one of their arrows kills him."

"So I turned my horse around and ran straight through a wall," Emil continued. "My horse went through most of a kitchen, a living room and an antechamber. There was a small group of city guards over there.

They were waiting, but when I rushed in through the wall next to them, they were so shocked that they were still standing there with their mouths open until I ran away!"

Feng Yang was also very helpless towards this weak middle knight, but at least the result was good. "By God, it's great to see you two, but how did you find us?"

"You should thank your wife," Kalid said. "Did you know that the ancient castle has been occupied by King Nan?" Feng Yang nodded, realizing that this fortress should have been destroyed just a few hours after the massacre.

It has been occupied by the imperial army. "Because there is no castle to rely on, a few of us decided to try the manor of Prince Gallo Veitch."

"Ten of us live with Prince Gallo Vicchi. There is a doctor, a doctor named Wang Ming. He was involved in this massacre, and he has been taking care of Zheng Hongchang."

"Zheng Hongchang's condition is very bad now," Khalid interjected. "If it weren't for Wang Ming, he would have died long ago."

"It was Wang Ming who gave us the medicine and herbs." Emil said.

"Then we all owe him a favor," Feng Yang also felt sincerely grateful for what this doctor he had never met had done.

Emil shook his head and said, "This kind doctor doesn't seem to care much about our gratitude. In fact, he really wants to leave Nanyu. He said that as long as Zheng Hongchang is out of danger, he will leave."

Khaled gave Emil a disapproving look and said, "I think it's the conversation that bothers him, not the people who accompany him.

"What do you mean?" Emil asked in a bad tone.

"The general was captured by them." Emil's voice suddenly dropped, so low that only two people nearby could hear it. "Xiao Guang ordered that he be executed in a few days, and they are now locking the general in the Holy House of the Silent Man.

Tingli.”

"Go on! Tell him the rest!" Khalid urged.
Chapter completed!