Prince of Song Dynasty

Chapter 7 Leaving Yongle City

The South Gate Street in Yongle Border City was crowded with men and women of all nationalities who were about to leave, among which the Han nationality in the south was the most.

People kept coming from the side roads to join the exiled crowd.For a while, the sounds of people shouting, horses neighing, donkeys braying and wheels rubbing against the ground filled the Nanmen Street, which was still prosperous yesterday.

At this time, the doors and windows of all the shops were locked. No one wanted to send their hard-earned belongings to the Khitan army, let alone become a slave to the Khitan army. way of escape.

These days, Ye Chen has sold all the stored salt at a low price.At this time, he was carrying an extremely tight long cloth bag, and a multi-functional tactical backpack that was obviously not in line with the current style, and the workmanship was far superior to that of the current world. He mixed into the crowd and walked out of the city along Nanmen Street.

The first ray of dawn appeared outside the horizon of the east gate of Yongle Bianchengji. The sky was covered with thick clouds, and it seemed that a storm was brewing, which made the hearts of the people running for their lives even heavier.

Ye Chen finally turned around and took a look at the border city of Yongle, where he had lived for half a year, and heaved a long sigh. His face was dazed and dazed for a moment, but in the end it turned into a face full of determination and desire to survive.

It's been half a year, and sometimes he still has the feeling that everything in front of him is a dream.

Since he came to this world in a daze half a year ago, to be precise, he came to this era.After half a month of shock and confusion, with the strength and tenacity that a future sniper company commander should have, he finally recognized the present world and began to consider the issue of survival.

He went through hardships and obstacles, set foot in the border city of Yongle, and then experienced a narrow escape before gaining a foothold in a place like Yongle border city, where everyone is unscrupulous and always fights with swords and swords.

Now, the "home" in Yongle border city was lost again, and he couldn't help but feel at a loss in his heart.

Everything, including the past, present and future, has lost its meaning due to the worrying situation in front of us!

The most important thing for him now is how to survive the war and reach the hinterland of Song Dynasty smoothly, and find a place for himself to settle down again.

A rush of horseshoes interrupted Ye Chen's ups and downs of thoughts.

"It's not good! The Khitan vanguard army has arrived ahead of schedule, and they are already less than [-] miles away from the border city of Yongle." A burly man with superb riding skills shouted from a distance as he passed through the city.

boom……

The big man's words were like thunder, making the crowd who were just running in a hurry like a frying pan. Amidst the screams, they began to run desperately.

Ye Chen recognized this big man and knew that he was a small leader of the Southern Gang, one of the three major gangs in Yongle Border City.The members of the Southern Gang are all Han Chinese from the Great Song Dynasty. If the Khitan army were allowed to come to the border city of Yongle, the Southern Gang would be uprooted and all the gang members would be beheaded.And this big man is obviously a person sent by the southern gang to the north to inquire about news.

Ye Chen's expression froze, and he ran towards the southeast immediately.

In the past six months, he spent a lot of money to collect a lot of current maps. He has also planned the route in the past few days. More than 100 miles southeast of Yongle Border City is a wharf on the Yellow River. There are still the last batch of people who are preparing to go south. Merchant ships, as long as they can get enough money, can go south by boat and reach Luoyang directly before the Khitan army seals the river.

Ye Chen disappeared outside the south gate with the flow of people.Not long after, the entire Nanmen Street became as quiet as a ghost town, with no trace of people.

The cry suddenly came from the other end of the long street.

Riding alone, he was galloping desperately towards the exit of the south gate, followed by more than a dozen Khitan warriors who were bending their bows and setting arrows.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

As soon as the single rider ran to the south gate, the arrow shot at him with great force. When he was about to shoot the single rider into a hedgehog, the knight immediately shouted, and jumped off the horse like a monkey. On the dilapidated city wall next to the gate, he spat out a mouthful of blood, kicked his feet, jumped off the low wall, and ran towards the deserted village to the south.

Inside the dilapidated city wall, the war horse hissed miserably and fell to the ground. First, it knelt down on its front hooves, and then dragged it to wipe the ground with the rest of its strength. The horse's body was hit by at least seven or eight arrows, which was horrible.

(End of this chapter)