Chapter 9 Long Tassel (Seven)

He had always believed in his words. When he went to Zheng Renhui to go on a journey the next day, he showed off the Wuhou crossbow and military training minutes presented by Zheng Ziming in front of all the soldiers. He immediately announced that he would write a letter to the court, recommending Zheng Ziming as the governor of the Henghai Army, General Yunhui, and Minister of the Military Affairs Department of Picking up the school.

"The general is mighty!"

"Zheng Jiedu is mighty!"

In an instant, the shouts sounded. All the generals, regardless of their official positions, felt excited. There was nothing else, the army had always judged their skills. Zheng Zi's record at the beginning of next year and his recent performance in the fight had long fallen into the eyes of everyone. It was natural to be granted the position of real power to govern the military.

Even people like Zheng Ziming who have unclear backgrounds and backgrounds can take the position of the real power governor with their abilities. Everyone still has to worry about not being rewarded? As long as they use enough strength to clean up the young children of the Saint Guardian Army who have never been on the battlefield, they will not worry about not having enough rewards to get in the future.

"Hmph!" Among the cheerful faces, only the envoy of the Northern Court of Xuanhui, Wang Jun, was so angry that his face turned pale. In his opinion, it was obvious that his kindness yesterday was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs by Guo Wei and his son. Not only could he fail to stop Zheng Ziming from becoming an official, he sent this person to Qingyun!

However, in front of hundreds of "soldiers", he couldn't stop him anymore. He could only stare at Zheng Ziming's chest with a knife-like gaze, and his heart was secretly ruthless. In his lifetime, he must expose Zheng Ziming's wolfish ambitions in broad daylight. Let Guo Jiaqueer understand how accurate his predictions were and how wise the advice was!

"Huh?" Zheng Ziming, who had just thanked Guo Wei, suddenly felt the area between his eyes numb, and instinctively turned his head to look at Wang Jun's position. However, he found nothing. The Northern Court envoy of Xuanhui shrank his body to the back row of the farewell team when Zheng Ziming felt the hostility. Then, like water droplets on the beach, it quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Maybe the promotion this time is too fast and it's jealous!" Zheng Ziming smiled, then said goodbye to Guo Wei, turned around and returned to his own team.

As a "veteran" who has been fighting between life and death several times, he believes in his intuition about danger. However, he doesn't care much about this hostility that hides his head and tail. Since he started to eliminate the fortress and gentry in Cangzhou, he has offended too many people. He has almost all enemies all over the world. If one or two more, it doesn't matter at all.

Moreover, the position of the governor of the Henghai Army originally belonged to him at the beginning of the year. It was too late to get it now. As for General Yunhui's dismissal of his position and the title of Minister of War, it was completely icing on the cake. Except for theoretically, he could ask the court for two more salary, it would not play any other role.

With a little pleasure of getting what he wished, half an hour later, he set off with Zheng Renhui, Chai Rong and others. He traveled through Beizhou, crossed the Zhang River, passed Xingzhou, slept in the open air, worked hard for more than half a month, and finally arrived at the city of Jizhou before the Liao army.

At this moment, Jizhou had already lost contact with the deep border and Qi and the two states. It is said that the civil and military officials in the two places followed the past officials and chose to surrender without a single arrow. Therefore, most of the troops between Zhaozhou and Jizhou were almost controlled by the vanguard of the Liao Kingdom, Youzhou Army. On the plains, there were scouts riding tall horses everywhere, traveling around, as if they were entering a no-man.

Seeing this, Gao Huaide was furious. Before his physical strength was restored, he asked the commander Zheng Renhui for a general order and led more than a hundred confidants out of the city. He met the scouts of the Liao Kingdom along the way, regardless of whether the other party was a Khitan wolf soldier or a Youzhou hawk dog, and he bent his bow and shot.

Several scouts near the outside of Jizhou City were caught off guard. In a blink of an eye, he cleaned up all over. However, Gao Huaide was not satisfied with killing. He looked up and saw that it was still early, and immediately sent a confidant and an enemy man to return to Jizhou City to serve. He led the rest of his confidant servants to kill straight north along the dilapidated official road.

Not long after, another scout appeared in front of him, about twenty or so, all of whom had their hair shaved on their heads and their light green scalp exposed. Seeing that there seemed to be a Central Plains cavalry approaching him quickly, they were overjoyed. They all whistled and rode their horses and bent their bows to fight.

It was not because they were arrogant. Since they rushed south more than 20 days ago, all along the way, whether in cities or forts, they all descended. Except for the occasional group of unconvincing Green Forest heroes who jumped out of the mantis arm to get into a chariot, the Liao army had never encountered formal resistance. Therefore, the Khitan scouts habitually regarded Gao Huaide as another mantis who overestimated their abilities.

In addition, Gao Huaide's performance was too immature in the eyes of the Khitan scouts. He was obviously a lot of people, but he didn't use it, but he rushed to the front. He was still ten steps away, so he couldn't wait to raise his bow, regardless of the effective range of only more than fifty steps in riding the bow.

"Hahaha, you all come back. I will capture him alive and let his elders redeem their lives with money!" The scout leader Xiao Yehu waved his hand at his companions around him, sneering and giving orders.

The half-baby with the white horse and silver helmet was obviously a rich young man. He didn't even know the common sense of riding a bow to shoot farther than the horn bow, so he dared to aim at him. As long as his arms didn't feel sore, he was still sixty or seventy steps away. At this distance, even if he was shot, the feather arrow could only scratch the old man.

However, the itchy and tickled a little fiercely. Before the smile on Xiao Ye's fox's face dissipated, the sound of the bowstrings had already reached his ears. Immediately, three cold lights followed each other in different directions, directly poked him and the other two most conspicuous scouts beside him. From front to back, they instantly poked each other's piercing each other.

"Gee, gee, gee, gee..." Xiao Yehu, whose throat was shot through, couldn't die for a while, let go of the reins, covered half of the arrow shaft with both hands, and shook back and forth on the horse's back. Gao Huaide, who was rushing over at the horse, was reluctant to look at him, and suddenly wiped his left hand around his waist, wiped out three feather arrows from the quiver, and directly put on the bowstring. Then, he turned slightly and pulled his elbows backwards, "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" Another three arrows shot the other three stunned scouts into each other.

"Ah--!" The remaining fourteen and five scouts realized that they had encountered Sha Xing. They screamed and drove the horse away. How could Gao Huaide let them go? He gently added Lu's belly under his crotch, and the man and the horse chased from behind like lightning. While chasing, they continued to bend their bows and shoot arrows, shooting down the scouts running at the end of the team one by one from their mounts like picking persimmons.

"General, please stay with us for a try!" The other Gao family servants were not worried about Gao Huaide's safety at all. They instigated war horses and shouted to catch up, blocking the young master's back and wings. As they passed by the scouts who were struggling, they swung their swords to cut off the heads of these invaders.

After only half a stick of incense, the team was ordered to go outside Jizhou to spy on military affairs, and only three devastated dogs were left. They had no courage to turn around and fight. The upper half of their bodies were like plaster, pressing tightly against the neck of the war horse. The two short and thick dog legs were desperately knocking towards the belly of the war horse.

The poor mount was so irritated that his eyes turned red. He let out several whines, sending all the strength of his body to the four hooves without reservation. In a blink of an eye, he ran another seven or eight miles, making Gao Huaide, who was behind him, unable to close the distance between them to the effective range of the Mingyue Bow in his hand.

"There are no timid rats, so they only dare to bully the common people!" Gao Huaide chased her forehead and saw sweat, but she could not bear the last three scouts who were determined to escape. She suddenly inserted her cavalry bow behind her and quickly pulled up another wooden crossbow.

This was the weapon he used most of the Gao family's ancestral marksmanship to change from Zheng Ziming. He had not used it yet, so he could not remember to use it unless he had to. At this moment, it became his last reliance, and soon it was level with his chest, his eyes passed through the mountain, and he bit the back of a Khitan.
Chapter completed!