Lao Suntou shouted "It doesn't matter." The townspeople were so frightened that they all stepped back. No one, male or female, came forward. When Yuan Feng saw it, he could only shake his head and sigh: Untrained townspeople really can't be sent.
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However, there are also courageous men, and Ding'an, the son of blacksmith Zhao, is one of them. When he heard the gong, he gave up his job in the blacksmith shop and brought seven or eight young men who usually played well with him, all with their hands.
The six-foot-long gun and two long knives in Ding'an's waist were not the inferior ones made by his father, but sharp weapons picked up from the corpses of Du Yi Dao and his son.
After climbing up the fort wall, Ding'an threw a long knife to Yuan Feng: "Brother Feng, take the knife."
Yuan Feng caught it and couldn't help but praise it: "Good knife."
Of course the knife is a good knife. The guy who has been using the knife for decades has been soaked in the blood of countless people. The murderous aura alone is terrifying enough. Isn't it a good knife?
The young men are all young men of seventeen or eighteen years old. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Even Yuan Feng, a great swordsman, is controlling the scene. They don't know how to be afraid. He stands majestically on the fort wall with a spear, which is quite majestic.
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The caravan arrived soon after, and they rode out of the queue and came to the foot of the fort and shouted: "What's going on? Why is the door closed?"
Lao Sun looked over and smiled, saying, "It's okay, open the door."
Ding'an stretched out his head and smiled, saying, "It's Zhang Tietou, please open the door."
Zhang Tietou is a native boy in the town, the biological son of Zhang Tuozi. When he was sixteen years old two years ago, he was sent to do business with a caravan. He said he was an apprentice, but he was actually a horseman. However, he was still considered a member of his own family.
Will deceive young and old men.
Yuan Feng said: "It's better to ask clearly."
Zhao Ding'an shouted down: "Tietou, are there any horse thieves in the team?"
Zhang Tietou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I bet you are blocking the door to prevent horse thieves. Don't be too busy trying to make peace. After the death of Du Yi Dao, the third and fourth leaders of his cavalry team got into a fight, and he died in a melee.
There are more than a dozen people, how can we still have the energy to attack you? Our shopkeeper also heard that there was a swordsman in Shibali Fort. He hurried over to pay a visit in this snowy day. You will not really let us stand in the snow.
Let’s spend the night.”
The caravan Zhang Tietou was in was not large in size, with only a dozen people and dozens of camels. They were all acquaintances who had been to Shibalibao countless times. And there was Tietou, a local kid from his hometown, so what should he be afraid of?
Lao Sun gave the first order to move the things blocking the door and let the caravan in. Although Yuan Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong, it was not easy to stop them.
There were several empty houses in the fort, which were specially used to receive caravans. The livestock sheds were also ready-made, and they were familiar with the roads. Zhang Tietou led them to settle in. After all, Old Suntou was old and had a fight.
Yawn went back to rest, leaving only Yuan Feng, Ding'an and a group of other young men guarding the fort wall.
Yuan Feng found a corner to shelter from the wind and sat down. He saw that all the young people were standing, looking at him with reserved expressions, as if they had something to say. This was the first time that these young people were alone together. Don't look at it.
Usually they are all lively and lively, but now they have become coy and afraid to speak.
Yuan Feng secretly laughed in his heart. He knew what they were thinking, so he didn't point it out. He just said, "Just leave two people to watch. Everyone, please sit down."
A short man poked Ding'an from behind and motioned for him to come forward. Ding'an had no choice but to stand up and stammered: "Brother Feng, it was our fault for bullying you before. We kowtow to you."
Worship, the younger generation also knelt down and kowtowed.
If Yuan Feng was an adult, he would definitely stand up and be humble, but he is a fifteen-year-old child after all. When he saw a group of boys about his own age, and even a few boys older than himself, kowtow to him, he felt in his heart
I'm still quite proud that I accepted this worship in such a grand manner.
The young men kowtowed but did not get up. Zhao Ding'an continued: "Brother Feng, we want to learn swordsmanship from you!"
This is a matter of course. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is the age when he is full of heroic dreams. Yuan Feng, who defeated Duyi Dao with one move, has become their idol. In addition, Yuan Feng has never spoken much and has a stubborn personality.
, added a lot of mystery, and the teenagers unconsciously imitated his behavior. In the past, when they made mistakes and were beaten by their mothers, they either screamed or ran away in anger, but now they have learned to bite the bullet and get beaten.
He didn't even ask for mercy, he acted like a tough guy like Yuan Feng.
Yuan Feng thought for a while and then said: "Okay, it would be good for everyone to learn a few tricks to protect the fort, but practicing swordsmanship with me will have to endure hardships, can you do it?"
The young men nodded their heads like garlic, and each one couldn't help but feel happy. Zhao Ding'an said: "Yes, we can do it. As long as we learn your sword skills, we can do anything."
Suddenly, a voice came to mind from inside the wall: "Ding'an, what are you doing?" Everyone turned around and saw that it was Zhang Tietou who was leading a few people. The first person was thirty years old, wearing a lambskin coat, and his face looked aged.
A touch of smoothness, looking like a standard businessman.
Seeing outsiders coming, the teenagers felt a little embarrassed. The few behind them just wanted to get up, but Zhao Ding'an stopped them: "Master didn't let me get up, who dares to get up!" So they all knelt down again.
Zhao Ding'an knelt on the ground and answered Zhang Tietou: "We are apprentices." There was a sense of pride in his words, and other teenagers also realized that they were not worshiping a child younger than them, but a famous one.
Great swordsman! So they also shouted proudly: "We are apprentices."
When he heard the apprenticeship, the businessman's eyes lit up. He climbed up the fort wall in a few steps and saw the long knife Yuan Feng was holding in his hand. The gold-wrapped handle shone in the sun, and the businessman's eyes were filled with excitement.
A little wet, he fell to his knees with a plop.
When everyone saw this, they became even more proud, saying to themselves that even though you are older, you still call us senior brother. How could you know that you are not here to learn skills from a teacher, but to repay your kindness?
The businessman pointed at the knife in Yuan Feng's hand and asked in a trembling voice: "Is this knife the only one that can be used?"
Yuan Feng nodded and said: "Not bad."
"That Duyi Dao was killed by my little brother?"
"Exactly."
With three "bang bang bang" sounds, the businessman took off his leather hat and knocked his head to the ground.
"The villain Deng Ziming, my father, uncle, and eldest brother all died at the hands of Duyi Dao. My benefactor helped me avenge this great revenge. I am so grateful and will never forget it."
After Deng Ziming finished speaking, he waved his hand to call the attendant behind him. There was a heavy dagger hanging on the shoulder of the attendant, and there was a sound of metal hitting the ground when it was dropped.
Deng Ziming poured out the contents of the bag on the ground with his own hands. It was all white silver, including round cakes, ingots, ingots, and silver coins popular in the Western Regions. They were so shiny that it dazzled everyone present.
Having seen so much money, everyone was stunned.
"Benefactor, this is a small business that I earned 518 taels of silver. Today I have all paid tribute to my benefactor. I hope my benefactor will accept it." Deng Ziming spoke sincerely, with tears welling up in his eyes, which did not seem to be hypocrisy.
"Shopkeeper Deng, this is your capital. I can't take it. I want that." Yuan Feng is a straightforward person. He doesn't say that it is his duty to eliminate harm for the people. He must not accept the polite words of the common people.
, instead made his request very directly, pointing to the bow on the back of the caravan follower.
It was an ordinary short bow, with a fir horn body and beef tendon strings. It was extremely simple, but it was a bow after all, a bow that could kill enemies from a long distance. This was what Yuan Feng needed most at the moment.
Deng Ziming was a businessman after all. He felt that a mere bow could not express his gratitude anyway, so he said: "If my benefactor likes swords, guns, bows and arrows, I will bring a few good ones from Guanzhong next time. This one is just for the journey."
It’s really not suitable for hunting.”
Even so, he still asked for the bow and handed it to Yuan Feng along with a pot of arrows.
Yuan Feng tugged on the bow string and said, "It's not very good. I don't know how to take off the bow string and leave it alone in snowy weather. If it is like this for a long time, it will absorb moisture and become loose, but it can still be used."
Seeing that Yuan Feng was speaking eloquently, the young men shouted, "Master, show us your hand."
Yuan Feng said, "There are only so many arrows. Let's see when we deal with the horse thieves."
Deng Ziming said curiously: "Isn't Duyi Dao dead? His men are also scattered. How can there be horse thieves?"
Yuan Feng sneered and said: "When one Duyi Dao dies, countless Du Yi Dao will come out immediately. The caravan is a piece of fat meat, and everyone wants to take a bite. The best way to scare other horse thieves is to kill me and burn it.
Shibali Fort, I think they will understand this soon."
Although Yuan Feng was young, everything he said was full of true knowledge and insight. Deng Ziming thought deeply about it. He lowered his head and thought for a moment and said: "So horse thieves will always exist. In this case, why don't my benefactor take up the important task of protecting the safety of the caravan? Anyway, the money is
It’s a gift to everyone, and rather than giving it to those blood-drinking horse thieves, it’s better to give it to your benefactor.”
The young men suddenly became excited. Although they hated what the horse thieves did in their hearts, they were extremely envious of their majestic appearance of riding horses and wielding swords in the mountains and forests. If they could follow their little master to dominate a place, riding horses and carrying swords through various forts.
In order to protect the environment and the people, I would be willing to live less than ten years.
Yuan Feng did not respond to Deng Ziming's proposal, because he knew that he was still young, and he just killed Duyi Dao by chance. He could not convince the public at all. Even if he wanted to, it would not help. Many things can only be accomplished naturally.
Deng Ziming also knew that this was not something that happened overnight. Since Yuan Feng didn't answer, he stopped mentioning it. He put the money into his bag and said, "This money will be regarded as the capital lent to me by my benefactor. We will share the money we make in the future. Tonight
I'll put on a show to thank my benefactor, and everyone will appreciate me."
Yuan Feng was noncommittal and just said: "Shopkeeper Deng is tired from running around for a day. Let's go and rest first, and we will talk about the evening's affairs in the evening."
Since the horse thieves did not attack, the townspeople continued their work. It got dark early in the twelfth lunar month, and it was time to have dinner after a while. Fortunately, the gate was finally installed. Although it was a little crude, it was indeed firm.
, the door latch made of a whole piece of wood moved upwards, and I felt reassured.
The businessman named Deng Ziming actually booked the Hu's tavern and allocated ten taels of silver for Hu Laizi to hold a running banquet for Yuan Feng and the elders in the town. Yuan Feng could not refuse but had to go to the banquet. He called Zhao Ding'an there.
Someone on the side explained something like this.
The news brought by Deng Ziming made the townspeople feel relaxed, and the heavy pressure on their hearts was finally lifted, so everyone drank heavily. Yuan Feng also drank a lot, and was so drunk that he actually got under the table in public, which made everyone
Everyone laughed and said that Yuan Feng was superb in martial arts, but his drinking capacity still needed training.
Seeing Yuan Feng being carried into the house, a guy from Deng Ziming's caravan left the table on the pretext of going to the latrine. However, after walking around and coming out of the latrine, he slipped along the wall towards the fort gate. All of this was in vain.
Evading Zhao Ding'an's attention, he waved his hand and the three teenagers followed him.