On the official road, a carriage rumbled forward quickly, with twenty guards surrounding it.
The guards were all rough men with round waists and broad shoulders, but they were all injured.
Some guards had an arm broken and hung dangling in front of their chests; some guards had a bloody wound on their chests, with flesh and blood protruding; some guards had injuries to their thighs, missing a large piece of flesh...
The situation was tragic, but no one gave up.
The carriage rumbled forward, and the guards protected the carriage around to prevent the carriage from being attacked by bandits. Waves of bandits came to kill, and the guards calmly faced the enemy. Every time they swung their swords, they would bring out a string of blood beads.
The steel knife was stained with blood, and screams were heard everywhere. As time went by, the number of guards became fewer and fewer, and soon there were only twelve guards left covering the carriage.
However, there were hundreds of thieves around.
These thieves are actually refugees, running around causing trouble to the people around them.
"Get out of the way, I'll stop the carriage."
Suddenly, a burly man with a round waist and broad arms ran out from among the thieves. The strong man roared, carrying a wooden stick as thick as an goose egg, and rushed towards the carriage quickly.
A guard immediately stood in front of him, preventing the man from moving forward.
"Hey!"
The man shouted suddenly, took a breath, swung the wooden stick in his hand, and slashed down the Huashan Mountain in one move. The goose-egg-thick wooden stick came down and hit the guard's shoulder with a thud.
"Crack!"
The guard's bones were shattered and he was beaten to the ground by the man with a stick.
The surrounding guards wanted to rescue, but were entangled by the other thieves and unable to escape. The man grinned and poked out the long stick in his hand, poking the groom on the chest. The stab made the groom breathless.
, fainted. Immediately, the man took a few steps, rushed over, grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand, and held the horse pulling the carriage tightly, causing the carriage to stop.
"Hahaha……"
The man laughed loudly and shouted: "The master of the village will definitely reward me if he gets the beauty in the carriage." He grinned with a naive smile and stood by the carriage without taking any action.
The remaining eleven guards around him could not withstand the attack of more than a hundred bandits, and they were all quickly killed.
In the carriage, two women were sitting.
One of the women was sitting in the middle of the carriage. She was in her early twenties, with bright eyes and white teeth, and an elegant temperament. She was Guiliang's eighth daughter Zhilan. The carriage was surrounded, and all the accompanying guards were killed and injured. Even though Zhilan remained
Even though he was calm, he couldn't hide the panic flashing in his eyes. His skin was as pale as gelatin, revealing the cowardice in his heart.
Next to Zhi Lan sat a timid girl wearing a light green dress. She was the maid Die'er.
"Miss, we are surrounded by bandits, will we be killed?"
A panicked look appeared in Die'er's eyes, her thin body tightened, and she leaned against the carriage and shivered. The little girl grew up in the Guiliang Mansion and never expected to encounter such a thing.
A trace of panic flashed in Zhilan's eyes, and she pursed her lips tightly, trying to stay calm.
"call!!"
The carriage door curtain was rolled up, and a rough and ferocious face came into Zhilan's eyes.
This man's name is Xiao Shan, and he is the leader of more than a hundred bandits.
Xiao Shan was originally an idle rogue in Tai'an Prefecture. When he learned that Hong Xiuquan and Yang Xiuqing had established themselves as kings in Nanjing, he also grew his hair and wanted to catch up with Hong Xiuquan. Unfortunately, no one recommended him, so he fell in love with a bandit and became an ordinary thief.
Bandit Xiao Shan encouraged the refugees, and soon a team of hundreds of people gathered.
This time, it was the first time Xiao Shan led someone to rob someone.
Xiao Shan smiled obscenely and said: "Beauty, you are actually the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of War. It's great. When you become my woman, I will be the son-in-law of the Minister of the Ministry of War. If you want the wind, you will get the rain."
Zhi Lan looked pale, holding the skirt of her skirt with both hands, and asked in a cold voice: "How do you know my identity?"
Xiao Shan smiled and said: "You are strutting around Taishan Mansion with your guards. Isn't it easy to find out your identity? My beauty, you are a gift from God. I will treat you well and let you give me
Give birth to a son, hahaha..." At this point, Xiao Shan laughed loudly, stretched out his thick and fat left hand, and touched Zhilan's pretty face.
"puff!"
Zhi Lan gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her right hand, holding a hairpin and stabbing it on the back of Xiao Shan's hand.
"ah!!"
A shrill scream rang out, heart-wrenching and hair-splitting.
Xiao Shan thought that Zhi Lan did not dare to resist, so he was not alert.
The hairpin broke into the back of the hand and penetrated the thick palm easily. Blood flowed out from the wound, dripping on the carriage. Xiao Shan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, with a ferocious look on his face, and cursed: "Smelly
**, it’s your blessing that I like you. You dare to resist, come out to me!”
Xiao Shan stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zhilan's shoulder, trying to pull Zhilan out.
Zhi Lanxin actually took out another hairpin and prepared to fight for it.
"ah!!"
Xiao Shan's hand had just reached into the air and before he could catch Zhilan's shoulder, he let out a scream.
"boom!"
The burly body lost its balance and fell into the carriage. Zhi Lan looked down and found that there was a blood hole on the back of Xiao Shan's head. Blood flowed out from it and dyed the carpet in the carriage red. Zhi Lan looked up and saw,
Through the curtain of the carriage, I saw Guldu and a young man galloping towards them.
The young man was Li Zhen. He held a sniper rifle in his hand and shot the assailant Xiao Shan with one shot.
"The officers and soldiers are coming!"
When he was only a hundred meters away from the bandits, Li Zhen suddenly shouted.
His voice was rich and resonant, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, clearly reaching the ears of the thieves around the carriage, and also reaching Zhilan's ears. Zhilan looked at Li Zhen's vigorous and heroic figure galloping on the horse, and thought of Li Zhen's shot.
After saving her, her agate-like eyes kept spinning, and her heart was beating hard.
The next moment, Zhilan saw the man holding a wooden stick beside the carriage, and she turned pale with fright. She saw the man holding a wooden stick and yelled: "Smelly woman, you killed the leader of the village, I will kill you."
The long stick as thick as an oval struck down, and was about to hit the carriage.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and a bloody hole appeared on the man's head.
The wooden stick fell and hit the roof of the carriage with a clang. The man's burly body fell to the ground and lost his breath. After Li Zhen killed the man with a sniper, he shot continuously. As he rode on horseback, he aimed at the thieves.
The person who fired the carriage fired every bullet, and every bullet would take away a life.
Gurdu cooperated with Li Zhen and shouted: "The officers and soldiers are coming, the officers and soldiers are coming."
The roar came out, and the bandits looked around.
Seeing that the officers and soldiers were indeed coming to kill him, more than a hundred thieves began to flee in all directions.
These bandits evolved from refugees. After all, they are still ordinary people. They have an instinctive fear of officers and soldiers. Especially Xiao Shan and the other leaders were shot dead by Li Zhen. They lost their composure and never dared to approach the carriage again.
The thieves ran away, and Li Zhen and Gur quickly rushed to the side of the carriage.
Fifty soldiers followed and chased the fleeing bandits.
Guldu knelt on the ground and said, "Miss, my slave is late in rescuing me. Please punish me."
There was a smell of blood in the carriage, and Zhilan and Die'er both got off the carriage.
Zhilan said: "Guldu, if you hadn't led the rescue in time, I would have been kidnapped by the bandits. Not only are you not guilty, but you have merit. When I return to Beijing, I will report it to Amma."
Gurdu cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, miss!"
Zhilan looked at Li Zhen and said: "Zhilan will remember the kindness of my benefactor for saving his life. Thank you very much for saving me."
Li Zhen waved his hand and said: "It's just a little effort. Besides, Li Zhen was ordered by my master to rescue the lady." After a pause, Li Zhen said again: "My master returned to Beijing to report on his work, and the lady also returned to Beijing. In addition, the lady's bodyguard only left
I'm afraid it's not safe to go to Guldu alone. I'm brave enough to ask the young lady to go north with my family, so that I can take care of you."
Gurdu stood beside Zhilan and whispered a few words.
Zhilan smiled charmingly and nodded: "I didn't expect General Li to be Lord Qishan's subordinate. Since Lord Qishan has returned to Beijing to report on his duties, I will trouble Lord Qishan."
Li Zhen nodded and said no more.
At that moment, Li Zhen ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, burn the dead people, and then took Zhilan, Die'er and Guldu back to the place where Qishan rested. Li Zhen came to Qishan's side and left Zhilan behind.
Things were said.
Qi Shan was even more happy to see Li Zhen adapt to changes.
He wanted to have a good relationship with Guiliang, and bringing Zhilan back to the capital was the best proof. Guiliang owed him a favor, and it would be much easier to do things in the future. Qishan couldn't wrong Zhilan, so he ordered the soldiers to give Zhilan a favor.
They found a carriage, driven by guard Guldu himself, and the group continued northward toward Beijing.
Ps: The second update of the fourth update, keep asking for favorites.
