Mi Huan nodded slightly, but his expression never relaxed, and he glanced outside from time to time.
Huang Zu came in a hurry with two thousand soldiers. Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the front, and he saw a big man standing in the middle of the road, holding a weapon he didn't recognize in his hand.
"Kill!" Huang Zu didn't hesitate at all.
The soldiers were slightly out of breath as they hurried continuously, but after all, there was only one person on the other side, so they all stepped forward with their swords drawn.
Hundreds of men in black suddenly appeared on both sides of the road, holding crossbows and arrows. Jiangxia's army was careless and suffered heavy losses, with dozens of people killed and injured.
Huang Zu said coldly: "The other party only has a few hundred people. Our army has two thousand people. If you kill a man in black, you will be rewarded five thousand."
Under such a reward, the fear in the hearts of the soldiers turned into strength. The number of men in black was small. Although the raid resulted in the death of nearly a hundred Jiangxia soldiers, it was nothing to be afraid of. Five thousand dollars was enough for the soldiers to improve their poor lives at home.
Already.
With a whistle, the men in black flashed into the jungle on both sides of the road. After a while, they disappeared. If it weren't for the wailing soldiers lying on the ground, Huang Zu even doubted whether these men in black had appeared.
A cold feeling came to his heart. These people were definitely not ordinary people. They were well-trained and the crossbows they used could be seen at a glance as being held by elite soldiers. However, the death of his only beloved son left him without the slightest intention of retreating.
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Huang Zu immediately rolled off his horse, and the crossbow arrow hit a cavalryman behind Huang Zu.
"Don't chase!" Huang Zu stopped him. Years of experience in marching and fighting made him calm down a little. The man in black dared to be so arrogant and must have something to rely on. At this time, the sky was getting dark and the other party hid in the forest.
There will inevitably be an ambush.
"A cowardly person who can only do sneak attacks cannot be called a hero." Huang Zu shouted loudly.
The entire battlefield was extremely silent. There was not a single man in black. Even the man in black who appeared arrogantly in front of the army disappeared.
Huang Zu saw that it didn't work, so he ordered his soldiers to fire arrows into the forest in an attempt to force the man in black out. After a few seconds, he almost finished shooting the arrows, but no sign of the man in black was found.
Unknown death is the most terrifying thing. In a fight, one's side lost more than a hundred people, but only saw the figure of the other side. Apart from the crossbow arrows, not even the hair was left. Are the two sides on the same level?
Huang Zu also thought of retreating, but the pain of losing his beloved son made him "keep moving forward!" like a furious lion. These men in black must be protecting the carriage. As long as the carriage is found, the men in black will defeat them.
The sound of birdsong suddenly sounded, and men in black appeared on the trees on both sides of the road. After shooting the crossbow arrows in their hands, they hid in the forest again.
After losing dozens of soldiers, Huang Zu was a little angry, but he still couldn't find any trace of the enemy. "Just get out of this forest." Huang Zu comforted himself.
"Instruct all soldiers to be on alert and attack immediately if they discover the enemy!" Huang Zu forced himself to calm down and ordered.
The army was advancing vigilantly on the road, but soldiers kept missing in the rear. The men in black, like life-threatening ghosts under the dim sky, kept killing one soldier after another.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, at such a slow marching speed, Huang Zu still did not walk out of this deadly forest.
Zhang Xiu seemed a little impatient in the darkness. Two torches suddenly appeared in front of the army, which were extremely obvious in the dim sky.
There was a rustling sound in the woods, and countless men in black rushed out from both sides of the army, fighting hand to hand. The bows and arrows in the hands of Jiangxia soldiers lost their effect. Often, before the archers could throw away the bows and arrows in their hands,
What they faced was a lifeless three-edged military thorn, a splash of blood, and a wailing sound. The soldier who fell to the ground looked in pain, covering his neck that was bleeding continuously, and kept struggling.
The men in black were extremely sharp in their attacks. They all killed with one move. Their killing methods were clean and neat. Wherever they passed, they were like locusts crossing the border. It was impossible for Jiangxia soldiers to resist them.
Huang Zu was afraid of such an enemy in the dark night. He had experienced hundreds of battles and had never seen such an army hidden in the darkness.
"Well-trained, kill without batting an eye." Huang Zu suddenly thought of these two words. Compared with the men in black, they were as tough as Jiangdong's army and looked so cute. At least when Jiangdong's army attacked the city, the soldiers could see
There is indeed one person there, and these men in black are like ghosts in the night. They will hit you from time to time. If you accidentally fall behind a little, a three-edged military thorn will climb up to you silently.
's neck.
The Jiangxia army was immediately in chaos. Huang Zu had a high prestige in the army, so he quickly organized soldiers to resist and gathered together to temporarily resist the offensive of the men in black.
Seeing this, the men in black retreated slowly, and no one dared to pursue them.
The field was densely packed with corpses of Jiangxia soldiers. No soldier saw a man in black fall down. Not only were these people highly skilled in martial arts, but their evasive skills were also superhuman. They seemed to know how you would attack and would always dodge beforehand.
Open, and occasionally one or two injured people would retreat quickly.
Huang Zu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the men in black retreating, but he never dared to mention the pursuit of the carriage. He carefully led the army back the same way, leaving behind the bodies of hundreds of soldiers.
When Jia Rong heard the news reported by Zhang Xiu, he said nonchalantly: "Keep on going, I am still waiting to return to Hangu Pass. I heard that the armies of the princes have been very aggressive recently and even suppressed the army at Hangu Pass.
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Changsha is a medium-sized county in Jingzhou. The people under its rule cannot live and work in peace and contentment, but their lives are not in great danger. As long as they go home as soon as possible after dark, close the door tightly and stay out of places where ordinary people dare not go.
You can live a stable life in this place. Although life is a bit colder, it is still much better than the people in other places who are hungry.
Jia Rong lived in an ordinary house that night. There were only two elderly people in the house, and the house was slightly dilapidated.
When guests come from afar, the old man will entertain them with good wine that he usually treasures and is reluctant to drink. No matter how poor the family is, the host will never feel reluctant to part with the guests. This is also the simplicity of the ancients.
"Old man, you're welcome. The three of us have come all the way because it's already dark, so I'm here to bother you. Please forgive me, old man." Jia Rong said politely, but it was difficult to move his body and he could only half lean on Mi Huan's arms.
It was quite ambiguous. Mi Huan looked very embarrassed in front of the two old men.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's not easy to be alone outside. Eat some food quickly and have a good night's rest." The old man said sincerely.
In front of such simple people, Jia Rong felt extremely comfortable all over. He had seen too many intrigues in the officialdom and bloodshed on the battlefield. Suddenly having such a life, he couldn't help but yearn for it, but then he thought of his beloved wife and children far away in Chang'an.
As well as a group of brothers in the army, this kind of thinking has been suppressed. From the moment you enter the officialdom of the battlefield, it means fighting to the death, becoming a prince, and choosing to wash your hands in a golden basin is absolutely impossible. Such a life until
When you reach the top, no one in the world dares to challenge you.
When eating, the old man is reluctant to pick up vegetables. These are things that the family usually does not want to eat.
A dinner was very harmonious. Jia Rong explained the old man's situation one by one as if chatting. The old man's two children all joined the army and were in the Changsha army. It is said that they were even officials. They also became the old man.
They are proud of their capital, and being able to serve as an official in an ordinary village in a remote rural area is considered an extremely great honor to them.
"Zhao Tu, Zhao Min, a very simple name." Jia Rong muttered softly.
The night in the village was particularly quiet. Jia Rong lay in the carriage, quietly thinking about what happened in Chang'an and how to deal with it after returning.
"Queue up, get in line, don't worry, adults will treat you." A soldier just finished telling Jia Rong to get in line and said to the anxious people.
After Jia Rong took a closer look, he found that there were not only soldiers and civilians in the team, but also businessmen and officials. These people all obeyed the orders and queued up for medical treatment without daring to disobey the slightest. There is such a rule in Changsha that anyone who does not
Anyone who follows the order to see a doctor will not only be expelled from Changsha, but the miracle doctor will no longer treat him. Many people who wanted to challenge this rule were expelled from Changsha.
The miracle doctor was none other than Zhang Ji, the prefect of Changsha. On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would hold office instead of doing official business, and would be responsible for treating people. He did not charge any money for people from poor families. He was quite famous in Changsha, even if Liu Biao learned about it.
, and can only acquiesce.
Jia Rong said: "It seems that this Governor Zhang is really an extraordinary person. He can queue up with peace of mind."
"Sir, judging from the current situation, I'm afraid it won't be our turn until dark." Zhang Xiu said anxiously.
"As a general, no matter what the situation is, you must not be impetuous, otherwise you will not be able to command the three armies." Jia Rongxun said.
Zhang Xiunonuo said yes and stepped aside.
"Go and find out if there is a chance to meet this miracle doctor directly. Don't act recklessly. If you are responsible for bumping into the miracle doctor, you will not be lenient." The matter is so important that Zhang Xiu cannot let the queue go on like this. Jia Rong's body
If Zhang Xiu does not recover, he will not be able to completely feel at ease.
Jia Rong shook his head gently, secretly approving of Zhang Xiu's approach. He could not move his limbs. He was also anxious in his heart, but he naturally had to behave calmly in front of his men.
I don’t know how Zhang Xiu said it, but Zhang Ji, who was upright in the past, actually opened the back door and let Jia Rong go in directly for treatment.
It turned out that after Zhang Xiu saw Zhang Ji, he bowed and said, "Prefect Zhang, my young master is in critical condition. I hope that the prefect can treat him in advance."
Zhang Ji immediately refused. He had met so many people like this. They thought they were from a good family background, so they felt superior and bullied the people.
Zhang Xiu sneered and said, "Does Prefect Zhang have any family?"
Zhang Ji had naturally received such threats in the past and ignored them.
