Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang frowned slightly, and flew away directly, landing at Lu Wenxuan's position. However, as she landed, an ice wall more than one person high instantly rose at the gate of the city, firmly blocking the gate.

The people looked at this scene in shock and stopped in their tracks.

Xue Huang glanced at the soldier who was trampled. Although his life was not in danger, his arm was completely broken. She sighed and said to Lu Wenxuan, "Why didn't the general stop him?"

"The weapons of our Muhua City defenders will never be used against our own people." Lu Wenxuan said.

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures," Xue Huang said.

"Let us out!" The crowd began to shout again and tried to push the ice wall, but they were all blocked by its extremely cold air.

Xue Huang jumped off the platform, walked towards the man who had vomited blood and fell to the ground, leaned over and felt his pulse. Although she didn't know any medical skills, she knew that this man definitely didn't die of an illness, but his heart was shattered by his extremely strong internal force. She looked coldly at the man who had just stood next to this man. He was the one who talked the most and kept inciting the people.

The man looked at her, his eyes a little flustered, and he secretly clenched his hands in his sleeves.

Xue Huang stood up straight and suddenly raised her palm to hit him. The man's expression changed and he retreated in panic. When Xue Huang's palm power reached him, he was so scared that he fell to the ground and begged for mercy in fear, "Mercy! Mercy!"

"It looks like that." A short sword condensed in Xue Huang's palm. "Since staying here means waiting for death, I will send you on your way first." After saying that, she stabbed down with the sword in her hand.

The man's pupils widened, and he slapped the ground with his palm. His body bounced up quickly and flexibly, avoiding the sword of the Snow Phoenix.

At this time, Xue Huang's sword stabbed again, directly cutting the opponent's clothes. The opponent's martial arts skills were obviously not low, and he quickly started fighting with her.

Xue Huang's strength was far beyond what it used to be, and she had no problem dealing with an opponent of this level. With a few sword moves, she subdued the man, carried him to the platform, and then pressed him in front of Lu Wenxuan.

Lu Wenxuan did not speak, but tore open the man's clothes, revealing a crescent moon tattoo on his chest. Lu Wenxuan frowned, then ordered the soldiers around him, "Catch all those troublemakers."

The soldiers immediately drew their weapons and approached those people, who turned and fled when they saw this. However, the guards surrounded them and quickly took them to the bottom of the platform.

Lu Wenxuan's captain checked each of their chests, then exchanged glances with Lu Wenxuan.

Xue Huang also confirmed the identities of this group of people, Apocalypse spies. They must have been trapped here by the sudden plague, so they took the opportunity to incite the people to leave and bring the news back to Apocalypse.

Lu Wenxuan said, "They are spies from the enemy country. Don't trust what they say."

Xue Huang motioned for someone to bring the body over and said, "This person did not die of illness, but was killed by this person in order to intimidate you into fleeing here. They can then take the opportunity to leave here and pass on information to their own country. If another country attacks, Beiling will be in chaos again, and where will you find a place to live?"

After saying that, the captain showed the tattoos on their chests to the people, and the people finally calmed down after seeing this.

"If you don't believe it, someone who knows medicine can go forward and check, or touch his body to see if he has a fever. You can also look at his back. It was this person who hit him, and he vomited blood and died." Xue Huang said.

Someone in the crowd bravely stepped forward, touched the body, and then said to the people around him: "There is no fever." Then he carefully took off the clothes on the body, and sure enough, there was a purple palm print on the back.

"really have!"

"It seems he didn't die of illness!"

"General Lu really didn't lie to us!"

……

The spear in Lu Wenxuan's hand swept out an invisible long wind, and his expression was majestic. "Pass the order down, those who spread rumors will be killed! Those who disrupt our army's morale will be killed!" After saying that, he landed on the ground and killed all three captured Apocalypse spies. Blood spilled on the ground, and there was no sound from the crowd.

It is true that the people of Muhua City love him, but it is also true that they fear him. The reason why he was able to defend the city for so many years and defeat the enemy army is not only because of his martial arts and strategy, but also because of his decisiveness in killing enemies on the battlefield without blinking an eye.

Lu Wenxuan stood beside him with his spear, sweeping the crowd with a majestic gaze, and said loudly: "I, Lu Wenxuan, have guarded Muhua City for ten years, and I have never broken my promise. I will protect the people of Muhua City as I did before."

"You should know what kind of person General Lu is. In every war, he risked his life to protect your lives and homes. Now that the plague is like a war, please believe that he will still protect you." Xue Huang said.

At this time, a boy burst into tears, "General, I'm afraid..."

As soon as the child started crying, other children and several women also started to cry. A trace of despair appeared on the faces of the people to varying degrees.

Lu Wenxuan put away his spear, walked to the child, knelt down, and said softly: "Be good, the general will definitely protect you. You are a man, don't cry."

The little boy wiped away his tears and nodded.

"Lu Wenxuan," the man being held by Xue Huang suddenly shouted, "How long can the supplies in your city last?"

Lu Wenxuan stood up and looked back at him, “What did you say?”

“Although we have no way to pass the news back to Tianqi, can the news you sent to Shangyang City be delivered? Without the support of the court, many people will still die here. Tianqi will know it sooner or later, hahahaha…”

Xue Huang knocked him unconscious with a palm strike. He had given up on himself because he saw that he couldn't leave. However, he also said a useful piece of information, which was that the message Lu Wenxuan sent to Shangyang City was likely to be intercepted, so he would not be able to wait for the support of the court.

Interesting, these people are unable to pass the news back to Tianqi, but they have the ability to block the news from being sent to Shangyang City?

Lu Wenxuan asked people to take the man away for questioning to prevent him from having accomplices. He must not let the news here reach Tianqi. After doing all this, he said to the people: "Everyone go back. Take good protection at home, reduce going out, take medicine and disinfect on time. We will definitely win this battle."

The people's mood, which had finally calmed down, fell into worry again because of what the Apocalypse spy had just said. Now that the entire Muhua City was blocked, how long could the supplies in the city last? Would the court care about the lives of people here?