Although the turmoil in Shangqiu City stopped, people were still in panic.

Fortunately, the Song State government acted very quickly. Not only did it post a notice of peace, but it also sent soldiers to rescue the injured people and distributed silver and money to appease the people's hearts.

Just as the panic in the hearts of the people slowly dissipated, a group of soldiers rushed out of the Duke's Mansion and headed towards the vast outside the city.

Many knowledgeable people were shocked when they saw this kind of travel arrangement and the golden armored guards escorting beside them.

"Why did the Lord lead the army out of the city at this time?"

Huan Chang didn't know that because he and Mr. Song left the city and made too much noise, the already relaxed tension became solemn again.

Many scholars who recognized the origin of the Golden Armored Guard actually moved quietly outside the city.

Of course, Huan Chang didn't care about these things. He just wanted to go to the tomb of Duke Xiang of Song to pay tribute, and then meet the most loyal and brave soldiers of the Song State.

"Tait!"

The group of people ran wildly, with more than a hundred golden armored guards and two thousand iron guards following closely, and even though they were running on foot, they were not behind at all.

Although this troop is not very powerful, its combat power is also very strong, and its ability to run long distances is naturally extraordinary.

Huan Chang and others left the city and ran south for thirty miles, and finally arrived at a location surrounded by mountains and rivers, which was the cemetery of the royal family of the Song Dynasty.

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, countless members of the royal family have been buried here, and the royal family cemetery here has become larger and larger.

Huan Chang's horse raised his eyes and looked at him. Even though Huan Chang's eyes are now extraordinary, he still cannot see the end of the mountain.

From a distance, Huan Chang could still see many soldiers patrolling around to prevent anyone who tried to go up the mountain.

"These people don't look like elite troops."

But the more Huan Chang looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong, and his brows frowned tightly, and a suspicious look appeared in his eyes.

Anyang Jun was versatile and seemed to see the doubts in Huan Chang's heart. He hurriedly explained: "The royal family cemetery is very large, and Song Renjun only guards near the tomb of Duke Xiang."

"As for the soldiers patrolling the outside world, they are just soldiers in ordinary troops."

When Huan Chang heard this, he suddenly realized.

"Tait!"

The generals responsible for guarding the royal family's tomb saw a team of soldiers coming by, and immediately summoned the army to welcome them.

Because the general recognized it from a distance, the banner that the person who came was holding belonged to the king.

The royal family cemetery buried ancestors of the Song Dynasty. The king came to worship every year, so the general naturally developed a pair of golden eyes.

"I will meet you at the end!"

Before the generals of the royal cemetery ran to Song Gong, they had already rolled off their horses and half-kneeled on the ground and bowed loudly.

"I've seen you!"

The soldiers who gathered there also knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

Although the Song State was weak, it advocated benevolence and righteousness, and the government was deeply loved by the people. After seeing the king, these soldiers naturally looked excited.

Mr. Song was also very kind to these soldiers. He jumped off his war horse and walked forward, helping all the generals in front of him, comforting him very much. The generals immediately burst into tears.

"The emperor is quite popular in Song State. Even if I accept the abdication and become a monarch, I am afraid I will not be recognized by the people and the civil and military officials of the court."

"After all, our ancestor, Duke Xiang, was a figure three hundred years ago. No matter how great Duke Xiang had achieved, it has become history."

Huan Chang saw the scene of the mutual adaptation of the king and his subjects, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

But after Mr. Song comforted the soldiers guarding the cemetery, he took Huan Chang and others and the golden armored guards to the mountain.

As for the two thousand Iron Guards, they were left outside.

After all, this place is a royal cemetery, with soldiers patrolling around, and ordinary people cannot enter at all.

The most important thing is that there are the most elite soldiers of the Song Kingdom. Even if a group of masters from the Transcendent Realm come, they may still die without life.

If Song Renjun could not protect the safety of Song Gong, no matter how many more than two thousand Iron Guards, they would have no effect.

A group of people walked towards Xianggong Cemetery.

Although it is surrounded by mountains, the roads in the mountains are also very wide, and the pavilions and towers are also beautiful.

The evergreen trees on the mountain still stand proudly and unyielding under the cold wind, with a unique charm.

If we put aside this place where the corpse is buried, it can be regarded as a beautiful tourist destination.

However, Huan Chang had no desire to appreciate the scenery along the way, but just followed Song Gong and ran quickly towards the mountains.

Although Song Gong was the king of the Song State and the heads of each family were of great age, they had also practiced to the level of entering the house, and even if they walked forward quickly.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Huan Chang and others walked around a mountain, and suddenly two wolf dogs barked and rushed over, not caring about the murderous aura on the golden armored guards at all.

"return!"

Just as the golden armored guards blocked Song Gong, a crisp sound rang out. Everyone saw a little girl with a ponytail carrying a thick piece of wood on her shoulders and shouting loudly at the two wolf dogs.

"This little girl looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she can even carry such a thick tree trunk so easily!"

Huan Changjing felt extremely surprised, and he thought that this girl dressed simply was a genius of cultivation who was not born.

"Sister, sister, I just hunted a wild boar and I have meat to eat today!"

Huan Chang was thinking about the girl's situation when he saw a boy of eleven or two, dragging a wild boar of not too big, running down from the mountains excitedly.

"Why do you kill the wild boar? Wouldn't it be nice to catch it and raise it in a pigpen!"

Unexpectedly, when the girl heard this, she stared at the boy with her eyes wide open, and she danced the thick tree trunk in the air, glaring at the boy

"Sister, this is a male pig and can't give birth to a baby, why do you want to keep it and waste food?"

When the girl heard this, her anger on her face slightly restrained, and then she looked at Huan Chang and others, with a little alert in her eyes.

"This is a forbidden place, and idle people are not allowed to enter!"

Even though Song Gong and others were extremely demeanor, the golden armor guard was still majestic, and the girl was still not afraid at all, holding the thick tree trunk blocking the middle of the road.

Facing this girl, Mr. Song didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I am the king of Song. I have important things to meet the village chief. I hope the girl can introduce it on my behalf."

When the girl heard that this person was the king, she couldn't help but look curious in her eyes, then pointed to the golden armored guards and said, "You are the king and you can naturally enter the village, but those people can't go in!"

Upon hearing this, the golden armor guard immediately stepped forward and exuded a powerful aura.

They are the personal guards of Mr. Song and never leave Mr. Song. The girl's words are challenging their bottom line.

"snort!"

However, just as the momentum of the golden armored guards was formed, more than a dozen figures rushed towards him.

Although these people were dressed in simple clothes, many of them even wore shabby animal skins. Huan Chang could still feel the extremely powerful momentum from them.

"All these people are not simple!"
Chapter completed!