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Chapter 138

It’s just child’s play

Author: Gongsun Wujiu

It’s just child’s play

"Zhizhi..."

The heavy snowfall in recent days has made the official road extremely difficult to travel.

A group of people is marching on the road.

They had one person and two horses. Although it was freezing cold, the team was not in disorder at all.

This group of people was Zhang Yue and others who were rushing back to Chang'an.

Zhang Yue and his party were not very lucky. They encountered heavy snow after leaving Yangguan.

The heavy snowfall for days has made the road much more difficult to travel, and it was only today that we finally entered Zhangye.

"Second and Third Sons, we will arrive in Zhangye soon. I will treat you all to a drink tonight!"

Zhang Yue saw that the team was dull, so in order to lift everyone's spirits, he shouted loudly!

One of the knights said with a smile, "Thank you so much, Lord, I think I will have good wine to drink in the evening, so I feel energetic for the journey..."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed, and most of the fatigue seemed to have gone away in the laughter.



At this time, about seven or eight miles away from the front of the team, a group of people was hiding on the back of the hillside, numbering no less than 300 people.

Judging from their appearance, most of them should be Qiang people, but the leading ones must be Han people.

A tall, strong Qiang man was holding a big ax in his hand, his eyes fixed on the official road at the foot of the mountain.

This man was a warrior from a nearby Qiang tribe named Aniu Wulai.

With him was another Qiang tribe leader named Dongchai Tiesan.

Beside them, a short man holding a ring-shaped sword was pacing back and forth.

"Why don't you come? This damn weather..."

"What's the rush!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a scribe spoke unhurriedly:

"Look at the third child. He has such a good temper. He is neither impatient nor impatient. You should learn more."

"Gentleman, it's not entirely Lao Wu's fault. The wait is indeed a bit long."

The third child said with a smile on the surface, but upon closer inspection, he found that this person seemed to be hiding something!

Aniuwu came, holding a mountain ax in his hand, while fiddling with the big ax in his hand.

On the other hand, he said: "According to the distance, they should have arrived long ago."

"Yes!" The short man stepped up and said, "This weather is so damn bad, my brothers are almost freezing!"

The scribe looked around at the brothers below and saw that everyone's faces were indeed red from the cold.

He knew that if he ignored them, it would not be long before these Qiang people would lose all morale.

"Second and third sons, cheer up. This is a big deal in food worth three thousand dan. As long as you can kill that man, your tribe won't have to suffer from hunger..."

After listening to his words, even though the Qiang people had already known what they would gain from this trip, they still couldn't help but feel their hearts surge and their breathing quicken.

"Three thousand shi of grain" is a number that is unthinkable on ordinary days.

Seeing that it was effective, the scribe continued: "Don't worry, second and third sons. The employer has already taken care of it. The Han army will never pursue it. If you are afraid, you can go to Guandong..."

"The employer has agreed that if the second and third sons are willing to go to Guandong, they can settle down in Handan..."

"Wow..."

Roars came and went, and the fighting spirit that had just been low was lifted by the scribe's few words.

But the scribes knew very well that hard work could not last long, and the fighting spirit that was forced up could not withstand the long period of wear and tear.

Fortunately, their goal did not keep him waiting.

After a while, a thin man rushed from a distance and shouted: "Coming, coming!"

"Second and third sons, get ready!"

The scribe's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, the people below him all lowered their bodies and quietly climbed down the official road. One glance showed that they were experienced.

"Remember, you must be quick. Kill the man and leave immediately. Don't be greedy for money..." The middle-aged scribe warned the Qiang people again before the action.

The man called Lao San twitched his lips and said in a low voice: "Gentleman, who are we ambushing this time? Why would someone pay such a high price..."

The middle-aged scribe said with a gloomy face, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

The fifth child also echoed, "You, the third child, have thought a lot. You can think of everything. How could a gentleman not think of it?"

The third child still wanted to speak, but then the middle-aged scribe suddenly said in a deep voice: "Silence, here we come!"

Everyone immediately held their breath, lowered their bodies, and looked towards the official road below.

At this time, at the corner of the official road in the distance, a cavalry team slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the target appear, the breathing of a group of people became rapid.

"Han Qi!"

The third child immediately recognized the identity of the visitor.

He was shocked at this moment. He did not expect that the people in his group who were going to ambush and kill would be the "Han Army!"

"This is a serious crime of rebellion. Why would you do such a thing if you are a member of the Han clan?"

At this time, the third child began to think quickly in his mind.

Slowly, as the people on the road got closer, he finally saw clearly the group of people who were about to rob and kill him.

"The Han army is indeed the Han army!"

The third child was horrified.

The target turned out to be a group of Han troops.

At this time, he first turned his attention to the sharpshooter in the team.

He actually didn't know much about the sharpshooter. He only knew that the gentleman called him "Lao Liu", but he knew nothing about the rest.

Now it seems that the sixth man is not an ordinary person, he is probably a dead soldier of some family.

The third child is thinking.

"Lao Liu!" The scribe shouted softly.

When the mysterious archer heard the sound, he immediately stood up and took a step back, took a long bow from his back, bent the bow and set an arrow, and locked onto the rider at the front of the team below.

"collapse……"

The bowstring trembled, and the arrow shot out, turning into a gray shadow in the void and disappearing in a flash.

"puff……!"

An arrow actually hit the neck of the leading rider below. The knight immediately fell off his horse and seemed to be dead!

"careful!"

"There's an ambush!"

"Protect the Lord"

Someone in the team immediately yelled. Fortunately, they were all well-trained people, so they didn't panic even though they were frightened!

"Your Majesty!" Lao San was even more horrified. He never thought that his group was going to ambush and assassinate a noble lord.

"Marquis Yunyang!" He immediately guessed the target of the ambush.

"Why are gentlemen so unwise!" Lao San thought painfully in his heart.

"Is this an order from His Highness the Crown Prince?" A terrible thought arose in his heart.



"Kill!"

On the hillside, the fierce Qiang bandits jumped up at the order of the middle-aged scribe, ran out from above, and each held a weapon to kill the team.

However, the middle-aged scribe quietly hid in the woods with a few followers, ready to retreat at any time.

But what he didn't know was that there was also a sharp archer in the dark who had his eyes on him.



The sudden attack did not disorient Zhang Yue and his party.

"Second and third sons, dismount and line up in formation!"

Because the ground was silky, it was not suitable for cavalry combat at this time, so everyone had to dismount and form a formation.

Fortunately, these people were all veterans, and they quickly formed a ring defense formation.

And quickly took out the crossbow to fight back.

"Boohoo!"

Under the attack of crossbows, the charging Qiang people kept falling down with arrows.

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