Chapter 40 Rescue Efforts
Afternoon.
Tan Zong obeyed Mu Jing's order, stayed in the county seat, and went to the market to prepare to find a courtyard as a place to establish Jingping Commercial Bank.
And Mu Jing, Lei Hu, the two of them, rode their horses towards the outside of the city, and after leaving the city gate, they began to whip their horses and whip up their horses, and hurried towards Jingping Village in the northwest direction.
Jingping Village is a bit far from the county seat.
Even if you ride a horse, it will take about half an hour.
Mu Jing's riding skills are still in the training stage, and it is difficult for their legs to be stressed on the horse's back, so their speed is very slow, at least half an hour.
Bell Bell !!!
Suddenly, when they at least reached Xiaohuanggang, which was only a mile or two away from Jingping Village, they heard the sound of fierce fighting.
"What's going on?" Mu Jing grabbed the reins of the horse and frowned slightly.
"Don't be in charge, on the hill less than five hundred meters away from us in front, at least eighty or ninety people are fighting!"
Lei Hu's martial arts are good, his ears are outstanding, and his ability to listen to the wind and argue is also a little, he listened from a distance, and after pondering for a while, he said: "I don't know who is fighting, but listening to the voice, I'm afraid they are all some masters of internal strength, let's take a detour!" ”
"No matter who it is, they are fighting near our Jingping Village, if we don't even know the slightest bit about the situation, how can we explain to the people in the village!"
Mu Jing shook his head: "Brother Huzi, we must find out the situation, in case it is our enemy, then we must prepare early!" ”
"That's good, don't be in charge, you hide first, my martial arts are better, I'll take a look!"
The horseback riding movement was too big, and once it approached, it was easy to alarm the others, so the two jumped off the horse, led the horse to tie it in front of a tree, and then Lei Hu toes, his figure was like lightning, and quickly passed along the hidden bushes in front of him.
"Let's go!"
Mu Jing was a little uneasy, and he also bowed down, and he was even behind Lei Hu.
However, his foot strength can't keep up with Lei Hu at all, which shows that his martial arts are still a little bit behind Lei Hu, although Lei Hu is fifteen years old, but his martial arts can be in the top five in Jingping Village.
In addition to Mu Shan, Lei Gong, Zhao Ping, and Zhang Gu, that is, he is relatively strong, Cheng Luo is good at martial arts, and he is not necessarily Lei Hu's opponent in martial arts, even if Zhang Gu may be stronger than Lei Hu, but he is old and lacks blood, so he is not necessarily Lei Hu's opponent.
And Mu Jing, it's far behind, he hasn't even touched his internal strength now, his strength is too weak, his movements are not fast enough, and he is definitely the master who was killed by Thunder Tiger in seconds.
The two groped their way through the grass at the height of one man, and walked towards the top of the hill, and soon approached the place where the fight was fought.
As far as the eye can see, on this open hill, there are at least more than 100 people in the staggered melee.
It's two groups of people
There were probably eighty or ninety people who surrounded the place, and about a dozen or twenty people who were losing ground in the middle of the siege.
"Zhang Huo, for the sake of you and us, hand over His Royal Highness and spare your life!"
"Yang Feng, people are doing it, the sky is watching, the great sage and good teacher will not let you go!"
"Kill!"
"Protect Your Highness!"
“……”
The clothes they wore were not strange, but there was one group of men who had in common either wearing yellow silk around their necks or wrapping yellow cloth around their heads, which was the symbol of the Yellow Turban Army.
"They're the Yellow Turbans?"
Mu Jing frowned: "Is it our Nanyang yellow scarf?" ”
"Probably not!" Lei Hu lowered his voice and said: "Young masters, their yellow silk is different from my Nanyang yellow scarf, when the Nanyang yellow scarf was marked by yellow silk, the yellow silk used was agreed, the triangular scarf, they used the square scarf!" ”
"Square scarf?"
Mu Jing looked carefully, and their yellow silk was indeed in four directions.
The reason why the Yellow Turban Army means the Yellow Turban is because during the uprising, the Yellow Turban was used as a symbol to deal with the slogan that the sky is dead and the Yellow Sky should be established, but the Yellow Turban in every place is different.
At this time, more than a dozen corpses were piled up on the ground, and the two sides fought for most of the day, and they all stopped to rest, the sound of the fight stopped a little, and the two sides began to fight, and the dozen or so people in the middle formed a circle back to back, and dozens of people outside also surrounded the middle, separated from each other.
"Your Highness, our Qu Shuai is a warm invitation to you, if there is no place for His Highness today, Bai Bogu is willing to serve His Highness as the Lord, why should His Highness refuse to accept Qu Shuai's kindness?"
A big man headed by the Yellow Turban Army, with a burly body like a mountain, his eyes were as cold as electricity, and his breath was like a tiger, he stood in the middle, holding a spear and two spears, looking at the girl who was protected in the distance, and said coldly: "Do you want them to die here today?" ”
"Yang Feng, you and Mrs. Guo are also my Taiping Daoists, but today you are aggressive towards Your Highness, is this a rebellion?"
Sixteen or seventeen big men protected a delicate figure in the middle, the first one was a middle-aged man, he looked quite old, covered in blood, and the wounds on his body were large and small, but a powerful aura was like a rainbow.
"Zhang Huo, this time is different from the past!"
Yang Feng sneered: "In the past, the great sage and good teacher are still there, leading the Yellow Turban Army, and the name is justified, but now the great sage and good teacher are no longer there, the Taiping is declining, the Yellow Turban is disintegrating, Qu Shuai is originally from the Taiping Dao, he has great ambitions, he is willing to follow the legacy of the great sage and good teacher, collect the Yellow Turban in the world, and then oppose the Han Dynasty, why not!" ”
"What does that have to do with Your Highness?" Zhang Huo drank coldly.
"Your Highness is the spirit of the great sage and good teacher, we are still kind-hearted, and we will serve Your Highness as the Lord, how can we harm Your Highness!"
"Your Highness doesn't need it!"
Zhang Huo shouted angrily.
"Your Highness, don't you want to avenge the revenge of the great sage and good teacher?" Yang Feng looked at the girl in the white dress with a dead gaze, although the girl was wearing a hat, but the holy aura still made him a little irritated.
"The Yellow Turban is defeated, the peace is dead, I am no longer your Highness!"
In the middle of everyone surrounded, the faint voice of the girl in the white dress sounded: "Mrs. Guo wants to rebel, it's his business, now the Taiping Daoist is Zhang Yan, if he is willing, he can join forces with Zhang Yan, why bother looking for me a weak woman to affect the hearts of the people?" ”
"It turns out that she is the Holy Maiden of Peace!"
Mu Jing, who was hiding in the grass, heard all this and immediately understood.
"Zhang Yan?"
Yang Feng sneered: "What is he Chu Feiyan, but just by changing his surname, can he be the son of a great sage and good teacher, he can inherit the Taiping Dao, who in the world obeys him!" ”
"Yang Shuai, now I have a decision, I will not go to Hedong!"
The girl in the white dress said persistently.
"I'm afraid I can't help Your Highness today, since Qu Shuai has given an order, whether it is dead or alive, His Highness must appear in Baibo Valley before February 27, please forgive me for offending!"
Yang Feng waved his spear and shouted: "Everyone obeys orders, except for His Highness, there is no mercy for killing!" ”
"No mercy!"
"No mercy!"
Although these Yellow Turban soldiers are all from rangers, this is the elite soldiers and horses of the White Wave Yellow Turban, and after unified training, the killing intent is strong.
"Taiping Guard, Protector!"
Zhang Huo's breath erupted like fire, and the air pressure was all over the audience.
Woohoo!!!
Now there were only seventeen remaining Taiping Divine Guard warriors who burst out at once, and they pulled the iron rope with both hands, and at the end of the iron cable, a hook like a sickle flashed with a lifelike cold light.
"Your Highness, I'll open the way in a while, you try to escape, I'll drag them down, you go south, enter the county before dark, and after entering the county seat, they won't be so bold!" Zhang Huo instructed.
"Uncle Huo, I only have you left, I can't watch you die!"
The girl in the white dress shook her head, and the peerless face under the hat exuded this firmness: "Today we are going to die, we will die together!" ”