Huang Erdan is a charcoal transporter in the village, a few days ago the Zhuangzi made cannons, burned piles and piles of charcoal, and tired him to the point that he was not proof

The cannon was finally built, and the big black iron pipe was bigger than any of the previous cannons made by the chief steward and Mr. Chen...... What a terrible death it would be.

I heard that a group of people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead came to Jingyou a few years ago, and the big steward transported the tiger squat cannon over, and fled after a few shots.

Listening to a few Guan Di soldiers present, those who were killed by the iron cannon were so miserable that their intestines were spilled on the ground, and one of their heads was lost.

Huang Erdan listened to it, and remembered the corpse in Lanzhou that was cut to bones.

He started having nightmares again.

After that, he swore that he would never go near the cannons.

This morning, Mr. Chen was going to test the cannon with the chief steward, and let them be free for half a day, and the others immediately cheered when they heard it, shouting that they wanted to go and see the cannon fire.

Huang Erdan didn't dare to go.

When the chief steward and Mr. Chen led the men and horses to transport the cannon to the shooting range, Huang Erdan hid behind and watched from afar.

Look at the 100 horsemen in red armor behind the chief steward, majestic cavalry.

It's majestic.

I heard that these people were called red-clothed attendants, and they were the Qin soldiers of the chief steward, all of whom were carefully selected, and many of them were good men brought out by the chief steward from Jiuji Mountain, and they were loyal to the chief steward, and they were all highly skilled and extraordinary.

Just listening to the name of the red-clothed attendant, there is a smell of blood that makes power tremble.

Huang Erdan didn't go to the shooting range, and after watching for a while, he walked alone to the east mountain beam.

He wanted to pick up a few tail sweepers.

His baby is less than two years old, he wants to get some meat for the baby to go back, let the baby eat more meat, grow up, and be a personal soldier for the chief steward in the future, wearing that red armor, very majestic.

From the beginning of his life, he and his brother have been digging up tails, and now he only needs to take a few glances to know which places are the nests of tail-sweepers.

After walking for half an hour, he went up to the Red Cliff Ridge, and Huang Erdan slowed down and began to stare carefully at the big trees above his head.

"Who are you?"

A cold shout suddenly sounded behind him, which startled Huang Erdan.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a person ten steps behind him pulling out a bow and arrow, and when he aimed the sharp arrow at himself, Huang Erdan suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life...... I...... My name is Huang Erdan, I just moved to Lou Fu not long ago, and I came to dig ...... Dig out a few tail sweepers......"

The man looked at him carefully, then put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and said coldly: "The chief steward has an order, no one is allowed to leave Lou Fu at will, and if he goes any further, he will take it back and torture him according to the spy." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you for sparing your life, and I'll go back."

Huang Erdan hurriedly lay on the ground and slammed his head into the snow.

"Okay, okay, just sweep the tail and dig it around here."

The man waved his hand impatiently, and headed east.

Huang Erdan hurriedly got up and ran back.

He knew that the person just now was a sentry arranged by the chief steward, and he was still patrolling the barren mountains and mountains in the cold, which was really bitter.

After running for a while, Huang Erdan was a little tired, leaned on a tree trunk to take a breath, and habitually looked up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a hole in a tree next to him, and the bark next to the hole was smooth and clean.

"Hey."

Huang Erdan was happy, like a monkey, and climbed up quietly.

When he got up to the top, he rode on a branch, reached out, stared intently at the mouth of the cave, and suddenly a bobcat barked.

A dark yellow shadow came out of the hole in the tree, and before he could escape, he was grabbed by the neck by a large hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, the baby has eaten meat again tonight."

Huang Erdan smirked at the squeaky in his hands, struggling to sweep his tail.

Just as he was about to get off the tree, a shout suddenly came from not far away, followed by a tragic sword

Huang Erdan shook his head and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

But I could see nothing but thick branches and white snow.

The shouting question was the voice of the spy just now, and the screams seemed to have come from him.

That is, something happened to the man.

Huang Erdan's hands and feet were weak for a while, and his chest was thumping.

He didn't know what was happening, if it was a beast or an enemy.

Nor did he dare to descend from the tree, in case he would be seen by enemies and beasts......

Huang Erdan swallowed his dry throat, and clamped the tail sweep with both hands.

Sweeper wagged his fluffy tail for a moment, and then faded away.

At this moment, a "squeak" sound of the soles of shoes stepping on the snow came to his ears from far and near

Huang Erdan clinged to the trunk of the tree and looked down with courage.

I saw two stout men dressed tightly, one with a waist knife, and the other with a bow and arrow, leaning forward with a heart.

One of the waist knives was covered with scarlet blood.

Huang Erdan began to tremble.

The two men took a dozen steps forward, muttered a few words in a language he didn't understand, and waved their hands behind them.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and then a group of people appeared in the snow, one or two hundred, all with fierce faces, leading horses with mouths in one hand, and weapons such as waist knives or hammers and spears in the other, and many carrying shields or bows and arrows behind their backs.

When this group of people passed under the tree, there was a sudden "boom" in the distance, which shook the snow on the branches of the tree and fell, and startled a red-haired chicken that was sleeping in the nest not far away.

Huang Erdan hugged the trunk tightly, and he didn't dare to come out.

The chief steward is testing the gun.

Hopefully, next year those people will be scared away by the artillery.

Contrary to their wishes, the group did not leave, but after only a few words, they turned around and walked heartily in the direction from which the cannon fire came.

Several of them removed their hats, patted the snow off their hats, and put them back on.

In that brief moment, Huang Erdan saw a bright big bald head, and only a handful of thin braids like rat tails were left on the back of his head.

Huang Erdan shuddered violently and almost fell down.

He had heard that Jiannu did not have hair, only one braid, and that head was ugly.

In other words, this group of people is Jiannu.

But aren't they in distant Liaodong?

Why is it here?

What are you doing here?

Are they going to ......

The chief steward was testing the cannon at the shooting range, and the group was heading in the direction of the shooting range.

Are they going to kill the chief steward?

Not long ago, the chief steward just killed a lot of Jiannu and captured two generals alive, do they want to take revenge?

Nine times out of ten, yes.

Thinking of this, Huang Erdan's scalp was numb, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't hold the big tree at that point.

There were at least three or four hundred people at the shooting range, but apart from the one hundred red-clothed attendants of the chief steward, the rest were Mr. Chen, the group of blacksmiths, apprentices, and villagers who came out to watch the excitement.

These people are simply powerless, if they are killed by the gang of Jiannu just now......

If the chief steward dies at the hands of Jiannu......

The more Huang Erdan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his whole body trembled.

If the chief steward dies, the big families in Lan County will immediately come over and rob Mengjiazhuang of all the grain.

When the time comes, he, his mother-in-law, and his baby will have nothing to eat.

If the ground is cold, his baby will be starved to death.

What to do?

What to do?

Master, save the steward, save my baby.

Huang Erdan trembled all over, clutching the trunk of the tree, but still involuntarily slowly sliding.

The branches above his head were receding, and the bright light shone through the cracks, shaking him to close his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Xiwa's heart-rending cry sounded in his ears.

I remembered the scene when his mother was cut off by a group of rogues who ate people and didn't spit out bones.

I also remembered the bowl of human flesh in Lanzhou.

Suddenly, Huang Erdan's feet stepped on something soft.

He opened his eyes in shock to find that he had fallen to the ground, treading in the thick snow.

He hurriedly shrank behind the trunk of the tree and looked in the direction where Jiannu had gone.

The group of Jiannu walked away, but he still trembled, and the dead tail sweeper fell on the Lin at some point.

Huang Erdan stuffed his trembling palm into his mouth and took a hard bite.

But his hands were still shaking.

He bit it hard, and then his heart was crossed, and he pulled his legs and ran wildly in the direction of Lou Fu.

The archsteward cannot die.

Otherwise, his baby will starve to death.

He wanted to go around, catch up with Jiannu, and run to the shooting range to inform the chief steward.

Those Jiannu were very slow all the way, and there was a steep slope in that direction, and they had to take a detour to get down.

He will definitely be able to get ahead of Jiannu.