strictlysupreme Chapter 248 We can’t stand it any longer
Chapter 248 We can’t stand it any longer
No matter how ignorant the soldiers were of the overall situation, they realized that once the arrow was shot, there would be no room for maneuver.
Things were going completely off track. They were originally here to rescue Wang Youren.
As a result, it only added fuel to the fire.
That arrow made everyone's heart rise to their throat.
Seeing the arrow shooting straight towards a frightened little girl, she was so scared that she stood there, stunned and motionless.
The secret guard hidden in the crowd finally couldn't stand it anymore and moved, ready to take action.
Nangong Xuan, who was closest to the little girl, moved first.
Obviously, he was just an ordinary scholar. He stood in front of the little girl. The sharp arrow did not change because he was blocking in front of him, and still pierced his body mercilessly...
The only change was that the little girl was shorter than him, so the crossbow arrow that was originally aimed at the little girl's chest only reached his abdomen.
Nangong Xuan lowered his eyes in a daze, looking at the wound on his abdomen, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused.
Saving people is an instinct, but as a scholar, he has definitely never suffered such an injury.
No one told him...
It turns out that being pierced by an arrow hurts so much!
It turns out that the crossbows of the Great Zhou army can also be aimed at the people of Great Zhou!
It turns out that there can be so much blood in a person's body.
He touched the blood that kept flowing out of the wound on his abdomen. It seemed a little hot, and it seemed that it would never stop.
Nangong Xuan...was just an ordinary scholar after all. He saved people with one breath. Now the pain made him unable to stand steadily, and his body immediately went limp.
"Master!"
"Brother Nangong!"
The scene was in chaos.
The screams and the people rushing forward to catch Nangong Xuan made the scene chaotic.
As for the anger of the masses, it reached its peak at this moment.
If everyone felt nervous and fearful at the moment the crossbow arrow was shot, then when the arrow passed through Nangong Xuan's body, they were surprisingly tacit and faced the outside world in unison.
They even forgot that there were dozens of crossbows aimed at them.
Not only did they not retreat, but they glared angrily at the soldiers who were driving them away.
"You are not worthy of being soldiers for attacking the elderly, the weak, women and children who have no lethality at all. How is your behavior today different from that of bandits?" The scholar was extremely angry and pointed at the soldiers' noses and cursed them.
From his flowery words, it was not difficult to tell that he was extremely disappointed with the behavior of his soldiers!
Moreover, Nangong Xuan's status in the hearts of scholars and literati in the city is more useful than that of a county magistrate. Nangong Xuan's accidental injury will naturally arouse public anger!
The secret guard hidden in the crowd took the opportunity to rush forward and catch the man. He skillfully covered Nangong Xuan's abdomen with both hands. The blood dyed his hands red, but he was extremely calm.
He calmly tore off some cloth from his clothes and asked loudly, "Does anyone have gold medicine? If so, please borrow it first!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became noisy, with voices rising and falling, as if they were discussing the issue of medicine for injuries.
Soon, someone in the back took out some medicine. There were several people, and they brought different kinds of medicine. There was everything.
There are internal injuries, gold wound medicine, and external injury medicine...
Anyway, the situation happened suddenly and in an emergency, everyone took out almost all the medicine they had and passed it forward.
It was passed to the secret guard. As a professionally trained secret guard, his knowledge of medicine for injuries was no less than that of an ordinary doctor. For this reason, he opened a few bottles of medicine, put them in front of his nose and smelled them.
Finally, there was a bottle of effective golden medicine left, which he quickly sprinkled on Nangong Xuan's wound and then wrapped it with a cloth strip!
All he did was some temporary treatment, which was far from enough.
"Who knows him?"
"Me." Someone in the crowd raised his hand. The other person was dressed as a servant.
Moreover, four or five people raised their hands one after another. They were all wearing the same clothes and should be servants of the same mansion.
One of the clever servants stepped forward and bowed, "This is our young master!"
The secret guard calmly told him, "Take him back quickly, ask the doctor to treat his wound carefully and take good care of him. His wound cannot be delayed."
He didn't know Nangong Xuan, so he could only judge from the silk and satin he was wearing that he must have some wealth.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to wear such soft silk and support so many servants.
The servant nodded without thinking, "Okay."
Nangong Xuan, who was about to faint, heard some noises before he passed out, but the sounds were intermittent, as if they came from far away, and were not very clear.
He tried hard to open his eyes and see who was coming, but ultimately failed and fainted completely.
Nangong Xuan was carried back in a hurry by the servants, and the rest of the people spontaneously surrounded Wang Youren's mansion and refused to leave no matter what.
As soon as Nangong Xuan left, the stagnant riot seemed to be turned on and off as if someone had pressed the switch.
The quarrel started again.
The people who were causing trouble this time automatically changed their formation. The old, weak, women and children with weak fighting ability took the initiative to move to the back and the middle. As for the front, all those standing there were strong and sturdy men.
With them standing in front, the depressed momentum of two people who were injured in a row was reversed.
"Put down your swords and crossbows. You don't deserve to be called soldiers of the Great Zhou!"
"Get out of Xianyang City. We swear to never be dogs of Western Chu, and we don't need traitors!"
There was a scholar leading the team and shouting loudly, and the momentum was immediately boosted.
So many sharp words, when heard by the illiterate people, were simplified into one sentence:
"Get out of Xianyang City!"
"Get out of Xianyang City!"
The voices were surprisingly consistent, with similar frequencies, and were so loud in unison that they seemed to pierce the sky.
The soldiers really had no other choice. The centurion in charge felt extremely troubled and sighed repeatedly. The scene was chaotic... They couldn't help but suspect that if General Wang couldn't be rescued, they themselves would be beaten to death!
One was injured and one died, but even in this situation, they were still not scared away.
The situation quickly reversed. The more than 200 people who had previously been fearless relying on their swords and arrows have now become the weaker party.
Not only that, hundreds of people appeared from nowhere, all holding "weapons" in their hands!
Some were wooden sticks, some were knives, and some were machetes, but they came with great force.
The centurion was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He swallowed hard and said, "Go get some reinforcements and call some more people over."
The soldier whispered, "...What should I say?"
"We can't hold on any longer!" sighed the centurion.
Soldier, "...Yes."
When they went to ask for reinforcements, they moved another 200 people from the city gate. Now there were only 150 people guarding the north gate connecting the two cities.
A small episode resulted in the transfer of 40% of the troops in the city. There were only 1,000 men to begin with, and now there are only less than 200 men left to guard the north gate.
This was perfect for Chu Er and his three hundred men who were waiting outside the north city gate for the right opportunity!