In this world, warriors are respected, and the status of secular imperial power is far below that of sects. Even if a sect is strong enough, it will cause the country where it is located to become a vassal. Therefore, how to use the power of ordinary people to restrict warriors becomes a problem.
It has become an eternal topic among the major royal families.
Finally, more than forty years ago, the super empire Huangfu Dynasty proposed a solution that was not a solution, and that was to use human lives to pile up!
There is no doubt about the strength of warriors, but at the same time, there is a fatal flaw, that is, it is extremely difficult to enter the martial arts, which makes the number of warriors extremely rare compared to ordinary people.
From this, the Huangfu Dynasty formed the strongest iron cavalry in the world, the Black Cavalry Legion. They used the iron-blooded killing spirit of the soldiers to fight against the bloodstains of the command spells of the sect disciples. One person can't defeat you, but what about a hundred people?
What about ten thousand people? What about an army of hundreds of thousands?
The most well-known example is that the Black Cavalry Army of the Huangfu Dynasty once used their lives to kill a long-established peak innate powerhouse!
Since then, major royal families have begun to form their own cavalry regiments, which not only deterred enemy countries, but also created a certain counterweight to the power of the sect.
It was under this background that the Chu State's cavalry army was born. However, compared with Huangfu's black cavalry army, the weapons they used were not long spears, but bright long knives with different shapes and styles.
Just like Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue.
"What happened?"
"Are we going to start a war with Liang Guo?"
"Tsk, tsk, but I haven't fought in a while!"
Because of the appearance of dozens of iron cavalry, the people near the city gate started talking one after another. Yangcheng was originally an important border between the Chu State and the Liang State. Although the two countries had constant frictions for decades, there was no real intention to start a war.
Meaning, on the contrary, the prosperity of Yangcheng has become increasingly prosperous.
As a transportation artery between the two countries, Yangcheng has always been an important commercial link. Merchants from Chu and Liang have been exchanging goods here for a long time, especially because the Chu State cultivated swords throughout the country, and the level of sword casting skills was the highest in the surrounding areas.
The strongest among all countries, the steel knives produced by Chu State also have good sales in other countries.
Therefore, in Yangcheng, there was an endless stream of traders coming and going from the Liang Kingdom. But now, when these people saw the cavalry troops outside the city, and the people around them were talking about it, their faces suddenly changed. If the two countries were really at war,
, these businessmen are in bad luck!
Mo Wentian frowned. He was not sure whether these cavalrymen came to pursue him. He originally wanted to avoid the limelight temporarily, but now that he saw the panic around him, he couldn't help but feel doubtful.
"Hey, uncle! What's wrong with you?"
Mo Wentian approached an uncle who was sighing and asked curiously.
"Aren't you a local?"
The uncle looked at Mo Wentian's somewhat miserable attire, shook his head, and then raised his chin slightly towards the dozens of cavalry outside the city gate, his words full of worry.
"We in Yangcheng have always made money by buying and selling, and the most profitable business is naturally knives."
"But if you look at this situation, there must be a conflict with Liang Guo. How can we continue to sell knives?"
"To put it more seriously, we are enemies. We Yangcheng people are fine, but those Liang people are unlucky. They might even be arrested as spies of the enemy country!"
The uncle had a strong Yangcheng accent, but he also explained clearly to Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself that he would not be so unlucky. Just after escaping to the border, something like this happened?
"Does this happen often?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's question, the uncle immediately became more worried, rubbed his rough hands, and sighed heavily.
"It's not that often, but it happens from time to time. There were a few small battles half a year ago. At that time, the whole city was locked up and all the businessmen from Liang State were arrested. When the war broke out,
We are also on tenterhooks, fearing that the other party will break into the city and we will not be able to do business."
Hearing the uncle's lament, Mo Wentian was somewhat hesitant and relieved. It seemed that these people were not here for him. However, if the whole city was locked up this time, it would definitely not be for him.
What good news!
Just when Mo Wentian was thinking about countermeasures, he saw Yangcheng's garrison also coming out of the city. They seemed to have exchanged something with the dozens of riders. Then the Yangcheng city gate was tightly closed, and a man who looked like a soldier
Standing on the city wall, I shouted a few times with my voice wide open.
"From now on, the whole city will be locked down! You can enter, but you can't leave!"
This sentence immediately caused the people in the city to get into chaos, and many people loudly questioned the soldier on the city wall. Many of them were businessmen from the Liang Kingdom.
"Why aren't we allowed out?"
"That's right! Why is the city locked down? When can we leave the city?"
"You should give me an explanation!"
It was obviously not the first time that the soldier faced such a situation. Faced with the anger of the crowd, he looked indifferent and smiled at the people who shouted the loudest.
"Hey, I don't know about that. I'm just here to inform you. For other things, I have to follow the arrangements of the adults. I will naturally tell you when you can leave the city!"
After saying this, Xiao Bing turned around and disappeared from everyone's sight, and Mo Wentian also felt nervous. This sudden situation was too unexpected. He must find a way out of the city as soon as possible!
"Uncle, aren't there any warriors in this city to take care of it?"
Having said this, Mo Wentian deliberately tightened the cloth wrapped around the back of his right hand. Looking at the uncle, the uncle smiled helplessly, seeming to find Mo Wentian's question a bit strange.
"There are no warriors in our small town. We are all ordinary businessmen. How can we dare to argue with these big-headed soldiers?"
Hearing what his uncle said, Mo Wentian finally felt relieved. If there were no warriors in the city, then there probably wouldn't be any masters in the garrison. With his strength at the peak of the fifth level of body tempering, it shouldn't be a big deal to leave quietly at night.
The problem, even if you have to force your way through, is not impossible.
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian thanked his uncle and stopped dwelling on it. Instead, he walked towards the nearby tavern to fill his stomach and recharge his batteries before trying to leave at night.
In the tavern, Mo Wentian found out that there were three gates in Yangcheng, and he had a vague judgment about the strength of the garrison. Sure enough, according to other people, it seemed that the garrison was just an army composed of ordinary people.
The only question now is whether there are warriors among the dozens of cavalry troops.
"Those cavalry have not entered the city. It is not yet certain whether there are warriors inside, but even if there are, they should not be strong, otherwise they would have become members of the sect long ago!"
Mo Wentian thought this way. Now everything is just his self-guessing. What the real situation is, we have to wait until night to know. Mo Wentian still thinks that as a warrior, he should still fight against dozens of ordinary people.
No problem.
In this way, Mo Wentian sat down in the tavern and took a nap for a while. Night had slowly fallen. Mo Wentian tightened the broken knife in his hand and slowly moved towards the city gate.
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ps: Well, the number of words in this chapter is very small, because Bi Kong suddenly got stuck in the next plot and had some doubts about the previously set plot. I will write more in the next chapter, but the update time may be shorter
It's late, I hope you all can forgive me, thank you Bi Kong!