Xuanxia

Chapter 995 A strange combination of circumstances
Fu Qingzhou was indeed on his way to the capital, but he was not flying.

He was leading the Zhou Camp and the rebel army led by Ning Wushu... the entire army was advancing towards the capital.

The reason was very simple. Lu Chengping had said before that the Zhou Camp needed to be led by him, and he didn't know how chaotic the situation in the capital was now.

After arriving in Wanbao Province, Fu Qingzhou naturally met with Ning Wushu. The result of their discussion was that it would not make much sense for one or two people to rush back to Beijing. The most important thing was to lead a large army to surround the capital and ensure complete control of the capital.

So they set off as quickly as possible, and the Zhou Camp and the rebel army sent out vanguard troops to accompany them, and the main force caught up as soon as possible after reorganization.

As for Tang Jiao, Hua Xiaolan and the others, they had all been injured to some extent in the previous pursuit, and were indeed not suitable for following the forced march, so they followed the subsequent large force.

Xuanyi Zhenren and Zhusha Zhenren, two seniors from Ziqi Xianfeng Temple, did not follow everyone to the capital. Wu Yue had been lost during the previous escape. After all, Wu Yue was also a top master in Xuanmeng, so the two of them needed to find Wu Yue.

The same goes for Zhao Hao. He still has to continue to play the role of Ling Jiao and walk in a hurry, but at least no one else knows where he is going next.

"Master Fu——"

Gold Medal Scout Lai Qianfeng rode his horse and came running, shouting, "Something's wrong up ahead!"

Everyone in the large army looked at him.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou was riding side by side with Ning Wushu. The two hadn't seen each other for many years and were chatting about what they had seen and heard. When they heard the announcement, before Fu Qingzhou opened his mouth, Ning Wushu frowned and said, "Brother Lai, stop yelling. If you have something to say, just say it."

She originally came from the Northern Frontier Army, so she was very familiar with these veterans in the army.

"Hehe, General Ning is right."

Lai Qianfeng rushed over and reined in his horse.

He was different from the people in the rebel army. The rebel army called Ning Wushu the Marshal because she was the highest commander of the southern rebel army, but the soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army simply called her the General based on her former position in the Northern Frontier Army.

"Master Fu, this is it."

Lai Qianfeng approached the two and whispered, "There is a shallow river a few miles away. Many people are leading horses and mules, pulling carts, and walking downstream in the river."

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Walking in the river?"

"good."

Lai Qianfeng narrowed his eyes: "There are many carriages among them... Those carriages are valuable things, and the horses are all good horses. Most importantly, there are many masters in the escort team."

Ning Wushu finally couldn't help it and glanced at him: "Brother Lai, if you have any ideas, just say it directly."

"Oh."

Lai Qianfeng was obviously a little afraid of her. He shrank his neck and said honestly, "Those people look like young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families. For some reason, they look like they are running for their lives with something."

The purpose of walking in the river is to leave no footprints, no smell, and to erase as many traces as possible.

Fu Qingzhou did not ask him how he judged that the other party was from a "noble family". The scouts naturally had their own judgment, so what he said probably made sense.

"The young masters and young ladies of the noble families are running for their lives?"

He and Ning Wushu looked at each other, and there was something meaningful in their eyes.

This place is still some distance away from the capital, but not too far. According to the distance, it will take only one day and one night to reach the capital.

The area around here is also the only way from the capital to Fuhe Province, and at the same time... it is also under the control of the rebel army. "Before this, most of the descendants of the aristocratic family stayed in the capital or near the capital."

Ning Wushu whispered, "This is a kind of confidence they show to the outside world. At least, it is a confidence they show to their own guests and officials."

This is easy to understand. If the aristocratic families had already transferred these descendants to the "safe zone", wouldn't it be equivalent to telling the officials and subordinates who have surrendered to them that the aristocratic families simply do not have the power to guarantee everyone's safety in the capital and its surrounding areas?
Then think about it the other way around, now that these young men and women suddenly start to flee, doesn’t it mean that the aristocratic families have lost confidence?

"Go catch them and interrogate them."

Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu said in unison, then smiled at each other.

This kind of small matter didn't even require them to take action personally. With a wave of Ning Wushu's hand, a large number of rebels rushed out. Fu Qingzhou turned his head and nodded to Lu Chengping. The military advisor also waved his hand, and a large number of soldiers from the Zhou Camp followed closely.

"Brother Fu, Marshal Ning, what happened?"

Seeing a large number of soldiers pouring out, Hua Wuying came riding on a horse from behind.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "It's okay, just a small problem."

Soon there were exclamations and shouts in the distance, followed by the chaotic sound of horse hooves, but there were not many sounds of swords clashing - even if the aristocratic families could invite some masters to escort them, they would never be a match for the charging troops.

What's more, the elite rebels under Ning Wushu also practiced military tactics!
Fu Qingzhou, Ning Wushu and Hua Wuying rode their horses slowly towards the destination and soon heard the sound of gurgling water and the noisy voices of people over there.

But at this moment, Lai Qianfeng's loud shout suddenly rang out among the chaotic voices in front.

"Don't run! What kind of horse is this? It can run so fast even while pulling a cart! Chase it! Chase it quickly!"

"Oh no! There's an expert! Brothers, combine your military skills!"

The pupils of Fu Qingzhou and the other two shrank.

"I'll go deal with the expert." Fu Qingzhou took the initiative and said, "You guys stop him."

After saying that, he jumped up from his horse without hesitation and flew forward.

Ning Wushu and Hua Wuying looked at each other, nodded, threw up the reins, and galloped off in the other direction.

On this side, Fu Qingzhou arrived above the river in the blink of an eye, and saw that the river and its surroundings were in chaos.

Many carriages overturned on the ground, some boxes were overturned, and a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry fell into the water and was washed away. Many young people were fleeing in a hurry. They were wearing ordinary people's linen clothes, but the way they ran away made them look like people who were pampered. The soldiers of the Zhou Camp and the rebel army had controlled most of them. Some of the fleeing young men and women rode on horses and ran faster, and the soldiers were trying to stop them.

A few hundred steps downstream in the river, Lai Qianfeng and a group of soldiers from the Zhou Camp were besieging several masters.

The soldiers had already mastered the art of war, and the heavy murderous aura was connected together, transforming into a bloody storm that swept over those masters. However, those unknown masters were able to withstand it. Not only that, they were even able to charge left and right in it, injuring several cavalrymen.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

The martial arts methods of these people...are not those of ghost cultivation.

Among them were the ways of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and many things he had seen in the martial arts world...

This reminded him of the former Wuli Village.

There were not many soldiers besieging them, only less than a hundred people, but they were all elite soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army. Once they combined their military skills, they could defeat a thousand with a hundred. How could this group of masters be able to stop them?
How could someone who could be escorted by such a master be a person of simple status?
Fu Qingzhou did not hesitate, drew out the Cloud-Splitting Sword, and dived forward!
(End of this chapter)