Chapter 403 Not losing the Han Festival

  The chaos started from the outermost part of the camp. At first, there was a faint shouting sound from outside the camp, and then only someone started fighting at the gate of the camp, and then the chaos began to spread to the entire camp.

  The middle-aged scribe frowned, looked around, and saw a follower running towards him with a hurried face, and rushed to meet him. Before the entourage could speak, he ordered, "Quickly go and find out what happened."

   "But what should you do, my lord?"

   The follower asked worriedly.

  I am the only entourage brought by the lord when he entered the Yongkai army stronghold. If he leaves and something happens to the lord, what should I do?

   "Don't worry, I'll just wait in this tent. If it's not the last moment, the rebels won't rush into the tent."

  Seeing that the entourage was still hesitating, the middle-aged scribe shouted, "What are you still doing? Go!"

   The follower gritted his teeth, nodded, turned and ran towards the most chaotic place.

  The middle-aged scribe turned around and returned to the tent, packed up his belongings, made sure that there was nothing to destroy, and then sat down upright, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

   It's just his dignified look, which shows that his heart is actually not peaceful.

   After a while, I saw the entourage crawling into the tent, shouting, "The lord is not good! That barbarian is coming!"

  The middle-aged scribe opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, speak slowly, what's going on?"

   "Outside, there are a lot of barbarians. I heard that Meng Huo personally led people to fight here."

   "Why did you call, did you find out?"

   "I heard that it was Meng Huo who killed Yong Kai, and then led people to surround the place..."

  When the middle-aged scribe heard this, his complexion finally changed, he stood up abruptly, took two steps back and forth, and finally heaved a sigh, and said rather resentfully, "Yong Kai misunderstood someone!"

  At this time, he can already guess that, in all likelihood, Yong Kai was intercepted when he sent someone to deliver the letter last night.

   Otherwise, why did he quietly come to Yong Kai's military stronghold for so many days, and he has been safe and sound, but he sent someone to deliver a letter last night, and Meng Huo called Yong Kai to discuss matters this morning, and suddenly something happened?

   "Master, let's go, we can't stay here anymore."

  The follower saw that the middle-aged scribe was still in the mood to stand there and sighed, so he couldn't help but said anxiously.

   "Go? Where are you going?"

  The middle-aged scribe shook his head with a wry smile, "If someone found out last night, but Meng Huo didn't start until sunset today, it means that people have been preparing for a day and a night. I'm afraid this place would have been tightly surrounded."

   "Even Na Yong Kai has learned the truth, how can the two of us break through this heavy encirclement?"

   When the attendant heard this, his face turned pale, "What should I do?"

   "What else? Just listen to the fate."

   As the middle-aged scribe spoke, he returned to his seat and sat down, closing his eyes again.

   "My lord, my lord, if I go to explore the way again, I will definitely find a way to get my lord out."

  The entourage climbed to the feet of the middle-aged scribe, crying and begging, "I just hope the master doesn't want to do this, our royal family can't do without the master!"

   "Don't act like a little girl!"

The middle-aged scribe opened his eyes and shouted softly, "It's underestimated! In my royal family, will there still be people who are afraid of death? Before I came, I had already entrusted Honghua to the prime minister. The prime minister saw that my two brothers in the Wang family For the sake of going to the country together, I will definitely not treat the Wang family badly."

"Lord!"

  The entourage wanted to persuade again, but the middle-aged scribe shouted, "Get up quickly! When the disorderly soldiers from outside come in and see you like this, don't they want to see a joke about my royal family?"

   After hearing this, the follower had no choice but to get up, wiped away his tears, and stood quietly behind the middle-aged scribe as usual.

   Sure enough, after a while, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and a tall figure appeared at the door of the tent, casting a black shadow that enveloped the entire tent.

  A strong smell of blood began to permeate the camp with the people who came in.

   "磔磔..."

   A non-human voice came out of the visitor's mouth, "It's really here."

  The middle-aged scribe opened his eyes, and saw that this man was nine feet tall, with a ferocious face, like a beast, holding a Fangtian halberd in his hand.

   There was a "boom", and he threw a round object over. The object rolled a few times, and finally rolled in front of him and stopped moving.

   Taking a closer look, it was Yong Kai's head.

  I saw that man's head was wide open with anger, and he looked like he was dying.

  The middle-aged scribe trembled slightly, then heaved a long sigh, and asked slowly, "Where is Meng Huo?"

   "Killing you, still need King Meng to come?"

   Eshun let out a sinister grin, raised the Fang Tianji in his hand, and was about to stab him fiercely.

  The entourage beside him rushed over and stood in front of the middle-aged scribe, shouting loudly, "Don't kill my lord!"

   "Stop!"

   Only two shouts were heard.

   One sound came from a middle-aged scribe, while the other sound came from Meng Huo who had just stepped half a foot into the tent, holding a pine-patterned gold-encrusted sword in each hand.

  E Shun's strength is infinite, this Fang Tianji is in his hand, and he can use it freely. Hearing this, he quickly put it back.

   "Get out of the way." The middle-aged scribe ordered the followers standing in front of him.

"Lord."

   "Get out of the way, he wants to kill me, you can't stop it, don't waste your life."

  The entourage escaped from the dead, and their legs were shaking, but they still insisted on standing in front of the middle-aged scribe. Hearing this, he tremblingly walked aside again.

   "Are you the Han who came to persuade Yong Kai to surrender?"

   Meng Huo stood in front of the middle-aged scribe, looked at him coldly, and asked.

"it's me."

  The middle-aged scribe slowly got up and stood proudly.

  Hearing that the middle-aged scribe had admitted his identity, Meng Huo was furious, and the unsheathed sword directly stabbed him in the chest.

  The follower didn't have time to block him this time, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he opened his mouth almost to scream.

  The middle-aged scribe was standing still, with no fear on his face, he closed his eyes, waiting to die.

  The tip of the sword barely pierced his skin, almost piercing his chest.

  A strange light flashed in Meng Huo's eyes, and he withdrew his sword suddenly, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

  The middle-aged scribe smiled lightly, "Since I stepped into this military stronghold, I have spared no effort to spare myself, so why should I be afraid of life and death?"

   Meng Huo saw this man's extraordinary demeanor, and his expression remained unchanged in the face of life and death. He couldn't help but feel admiration, put back the double swords, imitated the etiquette of the Han people, and asked, "May I ask your name?"

  The middle-aged scholar returned the courtesy, "I am Wang Shi, the prefect of Yizhou County in the Han Dynasty. I don't know who you are?"

   "I am Meng Huo, the barbarian king of Yizhou County."

   "It turned out to be King Meng. Shiguan, King Meng is quite good at etiquette. Why would he do such a rebellious thing?"

  Wang Shi looked at Meng Huo with piercing eyes, and asked solemnly.

   "Treason?" Meng Huo shook his head amusedly and said, "It's not rebellion. There are three masters in the world today. Who is the rebel and who is the rebel?"

   As he spoke, he looked at Wang Shi, and continued, "Mr. Wang, some of you Han people once said that Qin lost its deer, and the world chased after it. Why isn't the Great Han now just like the Great Qin back then?"

  When Wang Shi heard this, he immediately flew into a rage, "The Emperor of Han is still in Jincheng, how can you say that he has lost his deer?"

   "Is there any emperor who is partial to one corner?"

   Meng Huo sneered.

   "The thieves are powerful, so the emperor has to temporarily live in Jincheng. One day, the Han Dynasty will finally prosper, and the emperor will return to the old capital of the Central Plains!"

   "I'm afraid Mr. Wang won't be able to see that day." Meng Huo stared at him and said, "Now that what you and Yong Kai were plotting has been exposed, and Yong Kai is in charge, sir, have you ever thought about yourself?"

  Wang Shi laughed, "The barbarians also want to learn from others to persuade them to surrender?"

  When Meng Huo heard Wang Shi call him a barbarian, he was ashamed and hated at the moment, "Old man, do you think I really dare not kill you?!"

  Wang Shi sternly said, "Is Wang Yiqiang a person who is afraid of death? Su Ziqing was coerced by the Huns for 19 years, and he still insisted on integrity! Although I, Wang Yiqiang, dare not compare myself, the festival of the Han Dynasty must not be lost!"

   Seeing Wang Shilin's inviolable appearance, Meng Huo was shocked and was forced to take a step back.

   "My lord Meng, the prime minister's heavenly soldiers are right in front of you, but you still don't know how to repent. At that time, the barbarians in Yizhou County will die and injure countless people. It's all because of your fault. Don't make mistakes!"

  Wang Shi took another step forward, "Listen to me, how about surrendering early to protect the people of Yizhou County?"

Meng Huo pointed his sword at Wang Shi, telling him not to come forward, and shouted, "Joke! If you really want to protect the people of Yizhou County, then you shouldn't send troops into Yizhou County. I will protect them." .”

   "To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for you Han people who are arrogant, look down on us barbarians, and bully us barbarians, how could I rebel?"

  Wang Shi let out a long sigh, "In the past, the big Han couldn't do anything to Nanzhong, so you could only let your Nanzhong clan do whatever you want. What King Meng said is to cover up his own fault."

   "Besides, now that the prime minister is leading troops to the south, he will certainly do something. King Meng, please don't make mistakes."

Meng Huo was exposed by Wang Shi, and immediately became angry with embarrassment, "Don't say this again. Now that you have fallen into my hands, I only ask you whether you will surrender or not? If you don't surrender, even if I want to let you go, just wait and see. Look at the general behind me, is he willing or not?"

  Wang Shi looked at Meng Huo, shook his head firmly but slowly and said, "No surrender."

  Meng Huo was shocked and angry. It's this time, are you still so stubborn?

  However, if this kind of righteous man were really killed, Meng Huo would naturally feel a little bit helpless.

  But if you don't kill him, how can you explain to Eshun?

   After all, Gao Ding just died, and I promised him to take revenge.

  Before coming here, Eshun said that the Han people who came to persuade them to surrender must be killed.

   "Let's get out of the way, my lord. Since he doesn't surrender and let me kill him first, it will be regarded as a little revenge for King Gao."

   As expected, Eshun shouted from behind.

  Wang Shi glanced at Eshun lightly, then turned to Meng Huo and said, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. King Meng, can I ask you something?"

  When Meng Huo heard this, he thought he had finally figured it out, so he quickly said, "Of course, what's the matter?"

   "Please lend me your sword."

  Looking at Meng Huo's suspicious expression, Wang Shi smiled and said, "King Meng is surrounded by warrior guards, and at this moment the entire army is under your control. Are you afraid of a mere prisoner?"

   "Don't worry, I promise in the name of the Wang family of Qixian County, Guanghan, Central Sichuan, that I will not do anything against the king."

  Meng Huo heard this, but couldn't wipe his face. He passed a sword in his hand and said, "I forgive you for not daring."

  He looked at Wang Shi's thin body, he thought he was not a brave man, he could only be regarded as a scholar, and he was not afraid of what Wang Shi would do with his sword.

Wang Shi took the sword, took off his outer cover, and carefully wiped the blood on the sword until it was wiped clean. Then he untied the hair on his head and turned it into a loose hair. It's all covered up.

   Meng Huo looked at his strange appearance, frowned and asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

  Wang Shi replied indifferently, "I have been entrusted by the prime minister, and I was captured by barbarians. I have no face to show the world's ears."

   After finishing speaking, take the sword and wipe it on the neck!

   Then he fell limply to the ground.

"Lord!"

  The entourage next to him finally cried out and threw himself on Wang Shi.

  Meng Huo didn't expect that the king was so strong that he didn't even give him a chance.

  Close your eyes immediately, let out a long sigh, and then bowed deeply to Wang Shi's corpse.

   After the attendant cried a few times, he remembered something.

   Quickly arranged Wang Shi's body, turned around again, took out a clean piece of clothing from the luggage he was carrying, and carefully covered Wang Shi's face.

   Then he took a few steps back, knelt down and kowtowed nine times.

  Finally, he turned around and kowtowed to Meng Huo, "I beg your majesty to send someone to bury my lord, so that no one can disturb his long sleep."

   "Don't worry, I will make people give Wang Taishou a generous burial. If anyone in the army dares to disturb his peace, he will never be lightly forgiven."

  Meng Huo was shocked by what he saw, so he quickly agreed.

  He actually directly admitted that Wang Shi was the prefect of Yizhou County.

  The entourage kowtowed a few more times, "The villain thanked King Meng for his kindness on behalf of the master. The master now has only the villain to follow, and the death of the villain must not be placed in the eyes of the king."

"The villain only wants to save one life, and help the lord to watch his final resting place, so that people who come later will not know where he is. The villain promises that when the Wang family comes, the villain will kill himself and go underground to follow him." Lord."

   "A righteous man is a loyal servant!"

  Meng Huo sighed, glanced at the sword on the ground, and said, "Let me keep my sword to accompany the prefect. It is a blessing to be able to accompany such a righteous man."

   After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out.

  At the beginning of June in the third year of Jianxing, Wang Shi, the prefect of Yizhou County, persuaded Yongkai to surrender, and it was almost done. However, when Yong Kai sent someone to deliver the letter, the messenger was accidentally intercepted by Meng Huo.

  Meng Huo trapped and killed Yong Kai, and took his entire army.

  Wang Shi kept the Han Festival and did not surrender, so he killed himself.

   On the second day after killing Yong Kai, Meng Huo led the whole army to turn around and retreat towards Yizhou County.

   After Zhuge Liang learned about Wang Shi, he led his army to arrive, and he personally wore sackcloth and wept bitterly in front of Wang Shi's tomb.

  The entourage left by Wang Shi told the story of Wang Shi's life in front of the tomb, saying that he had never had a Han Festival, and then touched the stele and died.

   Everyone felt his loyalty, so he was buried next to the tomb of the king.

  Zhuge Liang left ten soldiers and asked them to guard the two tombs in order to move back to Shu after the Southern Expedition was completed.

  Guan Xing and Zhang Bao fought fiercely, and Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, sent them to continue leading the front army and chase after Meng Huo's army in the direction where Meng Huo's army left.

  (end of this chapter)