Warrior Xun returned with more than a hundred members of the Hou family and 100,000 rock salt, as well as various treasures and antiques, and more than a dozen large cars. This move made Qin Huaidao secretly vigilant, and he realized that Warrior Xun was a ruthless person.
Relationships, self-protection, and forcing the Hou family to take over.
It is understandable when you think about it. Although the evidence is insufficient, the samurai Yu can't get away with the crime of negligence, and now he is ordered to arrest him. If he still escapes the Hou family, it is not an oversight, but an accomplice. He can't get away with the crime of killing an official and rebelling. Now Duan is ordered to arrest him.
It's different for the Hou family. If you commit a crime and perform meritorious service, you might even receive a reward.
Cruel enough and decisive enough!
No wonder his daughter can become emperor, just like her.
Qin Huaidao walked out of the pit and met on the ground. Looking at the long motorcade, the desperate Hou family members did not attack again. He waved his hands and said: "Director Wu, although I am a victim, the affairs of the Hou family are handled by the court according to the law.
You should also go back to Chang'an and report everything to the Holy One, so you can escort him back and tell the Holy One that the 100,000 rock salt is compensation. Remember to send it to your house after the verdict."
Qin Huaidao didn't want to deal with such a big case directly, so as not to fall into the trap of others, but the benefits that should be fought for should not be less, so he should hand it over to Li Er first and see how he handles it.
To retreat is to make better progress.
"In compliance with your admonishment, I will set off tomorrow morning," the warrior promised. Someone under his rule planned to kill a high-ranking member of the imperial court, and mobilized two thousand troops. The key was his niece's son-in-law, and he also took the seal from his body.
The suspicion is very high, and if you are to be found guilty, you really need to go to Chang'an in person to explain the situation and wait for disposal.
"Go." Qin Huaidao waved his hand and ignored him.
Soon, the warrior Yu led the people back the way they came and disappeared from sight.
Qin Huaidao watched the warrior Yu leave with solemn eyes.
"Young Master, won't you withhold the compensation?" Su Dingfang couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Wouldn't it be better to have someone escort him back to Chang'an? What's more, the salt is still stolen goods from a certain point of view. It needs to be escorted back to Chang'an to wait for punishment. It can only be disposed of after the verdict. If it is detained now, it will be traced. There are many people in the court.
Just staring, waiting for me to make a mistake."
"My subordinate understands." Su Dingfang suddenly realized.
One hundred thousand rock salt is enough to solve the salt shortage crisis in Chang'an, and even the entire Jingzhao Mansion does not have to worry, which can be regarded as a good thing for the people. As for whether the salt can be obtained in the end, Qin Huaidao is not optimistic, but it doesn't matter, it depends on how Li Er handles it.
He immediately warned me, "Increase production and return in five days."
"Understood." Su Dingfang agreed.
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Jiangnan, outside Jiangning County.
On an official road in the mountains, a caravan was walking slowly. Yuchi Baolin was leading the way, holding a horse pole and staring at the surroundings warily. An uneasy feeling lingered in his mind, which has not dissipated all the way.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a heavy arrow whizzed over, like a ghost screaming.
Yuchi Baolin was always on guard. He instinctively swung his machete and knocked the heavy arrow away. He shouted: "The enemy is attacking, prepare to fight."
The coachmen who drove the horses were all retired soldiers with high fighting skills. They quickly jumped out of the carriage and picked up their swords to be on guard. Yuchi Baolin did not dismount and stared warily at the group of people rushing forward. They were very poorly dressed and many of them were naked.
With his arms crotched, he looked like a poor commoner, but with a white band tied around his head, a strange scream, and a fierce look like a wolf, he was clearly a gangster.
"Japanese pirates?"
An idea flashed through his mind. Yuchi Baolin did not panic and shouted calmly: "Swordsmen go forward, archers support behind, follow me to kill the bandits."
"kill--"
A large group of people rushed up with swords and swords, and their morale was like a rainbow.
Yuchi Baolin charged forward with his horse, and with a swish of his horse's spear, he decapitated one person, then stabbed another person, knocking over another person. The horse seemed to have sensed Yuchi Baolin's fighting spirit, and roared, raised its front hooves, and killed the two people who were charging forward.
The person was kicked to the ground and stepped on again.
"Hahaha, good horse, kill!" Yuchi Baolin roared excitedly. When he saw the enemy was densely packed behind him, no less than a thousand, hundreds of them were readying their bows and arrows, ready to shoot. His pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted: "Get back."
Carriage, dodge the arrows, hurry!"
It is no joke to have hundreds of archers attacking at the same time. Yuchi Baolin didn't dare to gamble, but he slapped his horse with his bridle and charged forward.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Ma Shan slashed left and right, swung like a windmill, rolled forward, cut a bloody path, and rushed towards the archer.
The archers dispersed in a hurry, and after widening their distance, they all aimed at Yuchi Baolin.
However, Yuchi Baolin discovered that a large number of enemies appeared in front of them, charging towards them with spears in their hands. Their eyes were as fierce as wolves and their steps were neat. If they rushed up and bumped into the spear formation, they would definitely die.
"regular army?"
A terrible thought came to mind. Yuchi Baolin realized that these Japanese pirates were not pirates, but regular Japanese soldiers pretending to be pirates and invading the Tang Dynasty. This news must be spread. He quickly reined in his horse and turned around. When he saw the arrows coming towards him, he quickly fell to the ground to avoid them.
, urging the war horse to rush forward.
The war horse felt something and spread its hooves and ran as fast as it could.
However, how dangerous it is for hundreds of archers to shoot arrows at close range. Several feather arrows hit Yuchi Baolin. Fortunately, he had chain armor on him, but one feather arrow still shot into his arm from a gap in the armor. Yuchi Baolin twitched in pain and became angry.
Burn, shouting: "Kill——"
At this moment, Yuchi Baolin's men and horses merged into one and rushed forward. The horse roared like a dragon, and the poisonous snake attacked, killing it if it touched it. He once again cut a bloody path to join his subordinates, and shouted: "Get some people to catch the carriage behind."
, the rear team becomes the front team, fighting and retreating at the same time!"
Immediately, some people ran behind to drive the mules and horses to turn around, and more people blocked the Japanese pirates.
Riding on a horse is an easy target for archers. Yuchi Baolin got off his horse and stood in front of everyone. He swept the horse with all his strength, buzzing and exploding, knocking down several people in an instant. However, it pulled the arrow wound, and he almost cried out in pain.
Holding back for dear life, he tore off the arrow and flicked it with all his strength.
The feather arrow turned into a hidden weapon and instantly sank into the body of a Japanese pirate.
"kill!"
At this moment, Yuchi Baolin looked like a god and demon, extremely fierce.
The strong fighting spirit infected everyone in the transport team, and they all fought hard. There were too many enemies, and running around would only make them die faster. They were all veterans of hundreds of battles. They knew very well what to do at this moment. They took turns covering and fighting while fighting.
retreat.
But there were too many Japanese pirates, and each of them was as fierce as a wolf, chasing after them. Yuchi Baolin was covered in blood when he was killed, and he was hit by two arrows in the chest and back. Fortunately, the chain armor was strong and offset most of the kinetic energy.
, the injury was not deep, but it was still uncomfortable, and the strength was gradually losing its strength.
Thinking that he might die here today, Yuchi Baolin was not afraid, but the news had to be sent out, so he shouted to an officer: "Go back to Chang'an quickly and tell Brother Qin that they are not pirates, but regular Japanese troops pretending to be pirates. This is an invasion."
There is a premeditated ambush, they are deliberately targeting Brother Qin, go quickly."
"Here!" the other party roared, turned around and ran away.
"Others will fight to the death with me. You, the young master, will take care of the affairs behind you and kill the Japanese pirates!" Yuchi Baolin roared angrily and stepped forward. His horse swept through thousands of troops and killed several of them on the spot.
Everyone thought about the welfare benefits of Qinjiazhuang. They would receive at least 200 yuan in pension after death. They would also allow their family to move into Qinjiazhuang and become one of them. They could live in a brick house and go to school for free. What else was there to worry about?
"For my lord, kill!"
"kill!"
Everyone roared and rushed forward, their fighting spirit racing, and they began to risk their lives.
The sound of weapons clashing, shouts of killing, and screams rang out like a death purgatory.
More than a hundred people resisted the onslaught of one or two thousand Japanese pirates. They were like rocks in a stormy sea. Even if they were submerged, they would not move at all. Their murderous intent was overwhelming.
If a soldier is not afraid of death, who can do anything?
The casualties of the Japanese pirates were also increasing. The corpses piled up like mountains between the enemy and ourselves, especially around Yuchi Baolin. No one could get closer than one meter. The horses and horses were all killed and turned red. Blood gushed out from the corpses, dyeing the official road red and pooling.
Together, they form thin trickles of blood, which are evil and weird.
Gradually, Yuchi Baolin found that there were fewer and fewer people around him. All the carriages had turned around and began to retreat at a faster speed. He waited a moment, so what if he died in battle? At least the goods had a chance to be saved. Although he died in this battle, he did not regret it. He did not fall.
Prestige, family glory.
"Brothers, go on the road together and fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!" The remaining thirty or so people roared angrily, following Yuchi Baolin as they rushed forward to fight. Their eyes were as red as wolves, and they were all red-eyed and frightened by the killing.