The actions of these officers and soldiers shocked everyone.
The women in the village screamed and crowded together, and Zhang Xiaoqian also took a step back. Faced with the threat of death, he instinctively reacted on guard, but the next moment he put it away, and the official flag fluttering in the wind shone like the morning light.
Zhang Xiaoqian introduced himself more seriously. In order to convince the other party, he gave the names of the county magistrate to the handyman.
The villagers and women were also looking forward to it, telling each other where they were from, what village they were in, and the names of their parents and husbands.
They believed that the men and horses facing each other with crossbows just misunderstood them as bandits, and they only needed to reveal their identities.
Li Minglou looked at them with pity.
How could there be a misunderstanding? Soldiers and bandits are different, and villagers and bandits are naturally different. How can you not tell the difference if you want to, unless you don't want to tell the difference?
The noise of all the people talking seemed to dispel the tension of preparing the crossbow, but in fact it was just a seeming.
This moment is very dangerous.
These soldiers came just to silence them, so they were called bandits as soon as they opened their mouths.
There is no doubt that these bandits are colluding with the soldiers and horses here, and these soldiers and horses do not allow the risk of the information being leaked.
Li Minglou only had two or five guards around him, Zhang Xiaoqian and the villagers could be ignored, and these women were targets without the ability to resist.
Yuan Ji led some people to clean up traces on the mountain, and some people were moving and hiding weapons.
I don’t know if I saw the Qingyan Newspaper. Even if I did, it would be too late. No matter how fast a person moves, he can’t beat the arrow.
A volley of random arrows were fired, how many of them could Fang Er and the others block for her?
Li Minglou didn't want to die under Xiang Nan's arrows this time, let alone those of these thieves.
Fang Er and the guards didn't even say words of comfort. All their energy was focused on one idea: how to let the young lady escape.
Perhaps we can only use the stupidest method to protect Li Minglou with our bodies and hold on until Yuanji brings people.
As for whether there is any hope after Yuanji arrives, I can no longer think about it.
They only stared at the soldiers and horses in a killing formation. Those soldiers and horses only had killing intent, and the voices of Zhang Xiaoqian and others seemed to be isolated.
Just waiting for an order.
Li Minglou took a step forward, Fang Er almost jumped up, Miss...
"Are you from the Huainan Army?" Li Minglou raised his voice, passing through Zhang Xiaoqian's voice, "Which regiment are you from the Zhewei Army?"
Sometimes, to make the other person take notice, you don’t try your best to introduce yourself, but ask about the other person’s identity.
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area became quiet, and the tense atmosphere seemed to be broken, causing some commotion in the originally solemn killing array.
"Who are you?" the leading general finally asked.
Asking them who they are means no longer thinking that they are bandits.
Zhang Xiaoqian was overjoyed that his introduction finally worked, and he quickly announced his identity loudly again.
The general did not look at him at all, he just looked at Li Minglou. Although he asked questions, his murderous intention did not dissipate.
"Who are you?" he asked again, holding the waist knife that judged life and death, and looked past the mess of people at the speaking woman standing in the mountain.
There was a blindfolded woman over there, and a pretty girl holding a black umbrella, which covered the woman's head and face.
The woman was surrounded by guards, and her sight could penetrate, but the first wave of arrows could not.
The general's eyes were solemn and twinkling.
Being a wealthy businessman or an official gentry does not scare them.
Li Minglou knew this very well. Although the troubled times had not yet entered, the people holding the troops and horses were no longer afraid of the opponent's identity. The only thing that could be intimidated was the opponent's troops and horses.
Anyone in Daxia would think twice about Li Fengan's name and the strength of Jiannan Road's soldiers and horses upon hearing it.
Ankang Mountain is no exception.
I can only tell my true identity. Although it may cause trouble later, in the moment of life and death, it is still important to survive first.
Li Minglou was about to speak, but someone shook her arm. She turned to look at the woman beside her.
The woman was always by her side. No matter when she was going down the mountain or when the officers and soldiers called her a bandit and held crossbows at each other, she never made any noise or made any noise.
"Yao'er said that not everyone may know his name. We can say that he is the Commander-in-Chief of Zhenwu Army Liang." The woman whispered.
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck from the head, making Li Minglou's hair stand on end.
"Who are you!"
Amidst the rumble of thunder, the voice of the general on the other side came.
Li Minglou looked at him: "We are the family members of Wu Ya'er of the Zhenwu Army, and we came to Beijing at the invitation of the old Governor Liang."
There was a loud sound of rocks being stepped on. Yuanji, who jumped down, heard these words and took a step back. The rocks under his feet were kicked down.
This sound attracted the general to look over and saw Yuanji getting ready to attack, and then looked at the guards who were sneaking up from the surrounding mountains and forests like wolves and eagles at some unknown time.
Bandits, civilians, and soldiers, soldiers who are good at killing, are indeed easy to distinguish.
The Zhenwu Army is different from the inland guards like them. Many of these inland bandits saw blood on their swords. The Zhenwu Army came out of the Xixia cavalry in blood.
Zhenwuwei is an important town alongside Pinglu Fanyangwei.
And the name Wu Yaer...
"Master Du, one of the Eighteenth Zhenwu Regiment is called the Crow Army. It is extremely ferocious, and its captain nicknamed it Crow." A soldier approached him and whispered, "I don't know if this is the person I'm talking about."
The general had indeed heard of this Crow Army, and mentioned it in the military's joking and gossiping, because the Crow Army was not only ferocious to the Xixia soldiers, but also to its own people. They treated their military exploits like crows staring at carrion, which was very disgusting.
And the most important thing is Liang Zhen in Beijing.
It was said that Liang Zhen invited them. If they lose news and Liang Zhen asks...
The tip of the waist knife held in the general's hand drooped slightly.
"Are you the family members of Zhenwu Army Wu Ya'er?" he asked, with a hidden hesitation in his tone.
Li Minglou responded by looking at the woman beside him: "This is his mother."
The woman smiled at her and imitated her words: "This is his wife."
Li Minglou smiled at her, then looked at the general: "Old Governor Liang wants to drink our wedding wine."
The general didn't speak any more. The morning light was getting brighter and brighter, and Li Minglou seemed to be able to see beads of sweat breaking out on the general's forehead.
He is considering, making choices, and weighing the current and future troubles.
Yuan Ji took a step forward: "You came just in time. There are bandits here who are robbing the villagers and passers-by. When we came up the mountain, they actually resisted and burned themselves to death." He pointed to the thick black smoke on the mountain, "Hurry up and help put out the fire and arrest them."
Catch alive.”
They didn't catch anyone alive! The general moved a mountain away from the officer, lowered his hand holding the sword and waved heavily: "Quickly go up the mountain to search for the bandits."
The officers and soldiers dismounted, their armors clattered, and their crossbows flashed with cold light as they rushed over, past them and towards the mountain.
"I'll lead the way." Zhang Xiaoqian clenched the knife, his fatigue swept away, and he joined his comrades in high spirits.
The villagers also followed suit. The government was working for them, and they were willing to contribute more to the government.
Of course Yuanji took the lead, but these officers and soldiers moved forward bravely and squeezed them behind him.
Seeing this scene of concerted efforts to eliminate the thieves, Li Minglou's heart suddenly fell to the ground.