Following Liu Yu's roar, the dozens of disciples guarding Wang Jia's shoulders rushed up one after another, forming two or three human walls around Wang Jia's shoulder carts.
As if by magic, they pulled out some swords and hunting forks from nowhere. There were more than ten people holding bows and arrows in the back row, and there were even six or seven people holding some large pot lids in front of them.
This strange formation actually looks like a shield. In an instant, defense, close combat, and long-range shooting are divided into divisions. It actually looks like a miniature army. Judging from their skills, it can be regarded as training.
Well done.
Liu Yu was also a little surprised. At first, these disciples were light-footed when walking, and their bodies were not strong. However, he did not expect that they would look like a military force in an emergency. He had underestimated these people. If they were really capable,
No, even Wang Jia wouldn't be able to survive in the mountains for so many years.
However, Liu Yu's expression was still serious. He pointed his arrow into the swaying grass and said in a deep voice: "Who is it? Come out quickly. If you don't come out, don't blame me for waiting for you."
Liu Yu said in a deep voice as he began to quickly observe the situation around him. This was an official road, open on all sides, and there was no large dense forest. It was said that it would not be easy to use for an ambush. Behind the grass was a barren field, with a large group of people.
There was no way to hide, and there were no roadblocks such as horses or antlers in front of him. Even if he was attacked, he would still be fully confident when he had to take Wang Jia on his horse and ride to Chang'an. This old god could still ride a horse. Fei Shui Zhi
In the prophecy before the war, he showed his riding skills.
Following Liu Yu's words, many disciples guarding Wang Jia also shouted in unison: "Who are you, please show up quickly, otherwise, we will shoot arrows."
In the grass, the shaking gradually subsided, and the face of a 13-14-year-old, unkempt child emerged from the grass, with straw on his head. His face was yellow and his eyes were red, full of exhaustion and fear.
Liu Yu looked at the child and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why are you ambushing me here?"
The young man slowly walked out of the grassland, looked at Wang Jia beside Liu Yu, and said loudly in Guanzhong accent: "I recognize this old immortal, you are the immortal Wang Jia!"
Wang Jia waved his hand gently, and the two disciples in front of him moved aside. He gently shook the feather fan in his hand, looked at the child, and said kindly: "Yes, Pindao is Wang Jia.
Is this little brother a local citizen?"
The child's eyes were filled with tears, and he knelt on the ground: "Uncles and aunties, please come out, this is the Immortal Wang, the real Immortal Wang."
A burst of excited screams rang out from the grass on both sides: "Goddess Wang, Goddess Wang is here, come and save us poor helpless people!"
"You guys, come out quickly and kowtow to the Immortal Wang."
As these voices rang out, hundreds of people in ragged clothes walked out of the grass one after another. Most of them were in tatters. They all staggered when walking and could hardly stand. Many people were leaning on
They supported each other so as not to fall. The leader was an old man in his fifties, with a pockmarked face, and his hair was neatly combed. He walked tremblingly in front of Wang Jia, fell to his knees:
"Your Majesty, the Immortal Wang, is here, little old man, in Hotan, kowtow to the Immortal."
Wang Jia smiled slightly: "Is it Yu Lizheng? I remember you. You are from Shunde Township, Lantian. The year before last, Pindao went to your place to pray for rain. How have you been doing in the past few years?"
Yu Hetian raised his head, with tears streaming down his face: "Thanks to the gods, we prayed for rain last time to help us relieve the drought in the whole township. However, now Guanzhong has suffered a military disaster, and our hometown has been successively destroyed by Qiang thieves and
The Xianbei thieves looted, and the strong men and young women were kidnapped by these dog thieves, as well as the last seeds and grains from each of our families. These damn bandits don't want us to live!"
Speaking of this, these people couldn't help but burst into tears. Liu Yu took a closer look at these people. They were all old or young. There was really no young man or woman. The Qiang army and the Xiyan army must have been plundering everywhere.
These villages took away young people who could work and join the army, but instead of killing the old, weak, sick and disabled, they robbed all their food, forcing these people to have no way to make a living. They had no choice but to go to Chang'an and join Fu Jian, so as to increase the number of Chang'an cities.
Considering the speed at which food is consumed, this kind of strategy cannot be said to be innocuous.
While Liu Yu was thinking about it, Wang Jia sighed and stepped off the carriage. The expressions of Cangsong and Baiyun on the side changed, and they quickly said: "Master, please don't...", and they stepped forward and stretched out their hands to separate Wang Jia.
with these people.
Wang Jia gently pushed away their hands that were trying to stop him, and said calmly: "Disciple, have you forgotten how my teacher usually teaches you? You must have a caring heart for the people. How can you do that?
What about rejecting people thousands of miles away? This is actively breaking off good karma, and there will be retribution in the future."
As he spoke, he walked to Yu Hetian's side, helped the poor old man up, and said, "Yu Lizheng, you left your hometown and wandered around. Do you want to go to Chang'an City and join King Fu Tian?"
Yu Hetian wiped his tears and said: "To be honest, when we first came out, we wanted to go to King Fu. King Fu has been very kind to us old and young men in Guanzhong over the years. This time we are in trouble and want to go to him."
To avenge us, but when we got halfway, we heard that Chang'an is now running out of food. We people can't help in the war, but we have one mouth and one mouth, which is indispensable for food and drink. Going to Chang'an at this time will not harm the king of heaven.
So, we have been wandering around here recently to see what we can eat. We have eaten all the mice in the field, grass roots and tree bark. If we hadn't met Wang Shenxian today, I'm afraid it won't take three days for us big guys to eat.
They will all starve to death!"
A trace of tears flashed in Wang Jia's eyes, but disappeared in a flash: "The sky has no eyes, and the people have suffered this disaster. It is my fault that I, Wang Jia, could not save the people from the fire and water sooner."
Having said this, he raised his head, glanced across the faces of the people, and said slowly: "Fellow folks, please listen to me. This time, I, Wang Jia, have decided to accept the invitation of King Fu Tian and go out to Chang'an City.
.The destiny of King Fu Tian is still there. If you come with me to Chang'an, you will definitely have something to eat!"
Yu Hetian suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Jia and burst into tears: "Wang Shenxian, Wang Shenxian, we all depend on you for our survival!" He lowered his head, and suddenly, a white light flashed,
Liu Yu instinctively jumped up from his horse and shot an arrow. The moment the long bow left the string, he saw Wang Jia falling on his back, and a sharp blade was stabbed into the hand of the unkempt boy.