Fan Ze heard the neighing of the war horse inside, long and powerful, "Good horse, definitely a good horse!" ”

"Get ready, there are a few old immortal guys in there, you still have to do it."

"Don't worry, whoever dares to stop me, I will stab him to death." Saying this, the two short knives had already reached Fan Ze's hands, and his face became extremely vicious.

"What a thug." Zhang Shiping snapped and said, "I don't know at all that respecting the old and loving the young, it's really evil." ”

Although Zhang Shiping said that Fan Ze was evil, the movements in his hands were not slower than him at all, he took out a crossbow arrow from the pocket of the war horse, held the crossbow with good arrows, and walked towards the gate with the arrows on his back.

The group rushed into the fence and saw more than a thousand war horses with black and no variegated fur, one by one with their proud heads held high, shaking their beautiful manes, and their neighing sounds were long and powerful, and one of them was galloping on the grassland, with its long mane scattered, running, four hooves as if it did not touch the ground, and then people stood up, and their tall bodies seemed to have light in the sunlight.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, an angry roar came from the side, Fan Ze knew that the enemy had appeared, he clenched his double knives, turned his head with a fierce face, and then was stunned on the spot. A group of gray-haired old men scolded them angrily in the distance, pointing at them.

"That's what you call the old immortal?" Fan Ze pointed to the group of white-haired people who could be his grandfather, and turned his head to ask Zhang Shiping.

"That's it, doesn't it count?"

Fan Ze thought about it carefully, and really couldn't find the words to refute it.

A group of old people rushed over tremblingly, but Fan Ze saw that they had moved for a long time and didn't move far away, and couldn't help but feel that his teeth began to hurt again, although he was not afraid of killing, but killing such a group of people, he was really a little soft, Looking at the Wuhuan people around him, he found that they didn't know what to do.

"Whoosh" Before Fan Ze could think about what to do, an arrow flew past him, and went straight into the eyebrows of the old man on the opposite side, and the huge force nailed him to the ground, and then Fan Ze, who was stunned, saw Zhang Shiping twitch an arrow again, and then an arrow was shot, and an old man on the opposite side fell down with a bloody neck.

"Lao Zhang, that's enough." Fan Ze grabbed Zhang Shiping, who would continue to shoot arrows, "Enough, just knock them out." ”

Zhang Shiping looked at Fan Ze calmly, did not speak, did not get angry, silently put away the arrows, and then retreated to the side and arched his hand for Fan Ze to deal with.

"Stun them out and keep them from resisting." Fan Ze shouted, and the Wuhuan people who were in a daze rushed over, one by one they were quite restrained, and several times they were too light not only to make them faint, but also to stimulate the ferocity of those old Huns, and one by one they took out short knives and slashed at the Wuhuan people around them.

One of them, a black man, was accidentally slashed in the face with a knife, almost cutting off his nose, and frightened him to jump out with a scream.

"They are all former Hun warriors." At this time, Zhang Shiping's words came out slowly from the side, "Everyone has at least more than 100 lives in their hands, and they only stayed here to retire because they have lived too long, and if you are so timid, you may really be killed by them." ”

Fan Ze looked at the fierce old Huns, and the second Wuhuan who was cut, gritted his teeth, "I will kill all the old people who don't want to give face!" Then he held the short knife, rushed over first, and swung a knife at the most fierce old Hun who killed him, cutting him to the ground, and at the same time an arrow flew by, shooting another Hun to the ground, and the other Wuhuan people saw that they also pulled out the war knives on their waists and slashed towards them one by one, just a moment of effort, when the last Hun old man was shot in the left chest by Zhang Shiping with an arrow, and struggled to fall to the ground, the whole battlefield was no longer fighting, and the Wuhuan people began to bandage the people in their hands, Fan Ze looked at the corpses on the ground and the Wuhuan people who were wailing next to him, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Boy, so indecisive, but not like an old cool man at all." Zhang Shiping didn't know when he would appear next to Fan Ze again.

"What do you always say about the old cool man, what kind of person is that, I was too young at the time, and I have no impression."

"Greedy for money, lustful, reckless, impulsive, stinky temper, one by one is still arrogant, as if the boss of the sky and the second of the earth are the third." Zhang Shiping recalled for a while and said, "No matter how easy and sure the battle is, they have the ability to make accidents for you." ”

Fan Ze listened to Zhang Shiping's evaluation, with a strange expression, "It's all like this, then those old cool people can still ...."

"I'm talking about old cool people in normal times."

"Normally?"

"Yes, in normal times, Lao Liang people can always bring themselves to a desperate situation, but once they really enter a desperate situation, they are as if they have changed one by one, ferocious, ruthless, crazy, regardless of the rush, I don't care how many people are on the other side, I don't care how many people I have, only one person in my eyes is the enemy in front of me, and there is only one thing in my mind, which is to kill my enemy."

"It's.... Is that so? ”

"Dare to burn Luoyang, and dig up the imperial tomb, what kind of normal person do you think it can be?"

"Ahem." Fan Ze was choked and coughed, "It's not good to stay here for a long time, take all the war horses away, this harvest is really good." ”

"Let's go." Zhang Shiping patted the dust on his clothes, "Let's go back while it's still light." ”

Fan Ze greeted, the Wuhuan people drove the war horses, and continued to return along the original road, Zhang Shiping walked at the end this time, looked at the empty camp before leaving, and muttered in his mouth, "I changed back to the village to see, I don't know what happened to those lovely villagers, I left them all my family wealth, it should be able to let them live well." ”

After Zhang Shiping walked out, he found that Fan Ze was also left behind and waiting for him, "Why are you doing it for so long?" ”

"It's a fun thing to watch."

"What makes you feel funny?"

"Do you know that the undead are not dead?"

"Who?"

"An immortal is a person who can't be killed no matter how he kills."

"And such people?"

"Yes, it is said that their hearts are on the right side." Zhang Shiping grinned.

The two hurriedly caught up with the large army and walked back, and after they were all far away, a big bloodstained hand stretched out from the corpse of the horse farm, shriveled and hideous, supporting an old Hun covered in blood to climb up, "Zhang Shiping, hehehehe." The sneer was terrifying in this place full of dead silence and corpses.

Before the night came, Fan Ze leaned on a lamb next to a bonfire, and next to it was a good wine poured before leaving Zhang Shiping's house, seeing that the mutton was almost roasted, he cut off a piece with a short knife and tasted it, "Well, it's not bad, the craftsmanship hasn't fallen, do you want to taste it?" ”

Zhang Shiping was drinking his own wine next to him, looked at Fan Ze with a satisfied face, and shook his head with a smile, "No need." ”

"If you don't eat or drink like this, you'll collapse."

Zhang Shiping frowned and looked at the wine bag in his hand, "I've been drinking." ”

"But it's not good that you don't eat all the time." Fan Ze continued to eat mutton, expressing his disapproval of Zhang Shiping's behavior.

Zhang Shiping thought for a while, took out a dry food cake from his arms, put it on the fire and roasted it, "I just don't want to eat what you made." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, isn't what I'm doing well, I don't believe you can taste it." Fan Ze said this, tore off a large piece of meat with a short knife and handed it over.

Zhang Shiping looked at it and there were bloodshots... No, there was still a piece of flesh dripping with blood, and he sternly rejected Fan Ze's kindness.

Fan Ze retracted his hand and continued to lean on the mutton.

"Tomorrow we will go our separate ways." Zhang Shiping drank wine and ate dry food and suddenly spoke, and Fan Ze was stunned when he heard it.

"Where do you want to go?" Although they don't spend much time together, this guy's erudition makes Fan Ze like it very much, and Zhang Shiping has a good personality, and it is rare for someone to get along so well with others.

"The interest is over, it's time to do something else."

"What did you do?" Fan Ze looked at Zhang Shiping, who looked chattering, "Don't be stimulated to go crazy, the guy who betrayed you is dead, you have to calm down." ”

Zhang Shiping smiled, no longer bothered with Fan Ze, who was broken-mouthed, drank with his head bored, and muttered a small song in his mouth, which was a tune that Fan Ze had not heard, not any song in the Book of Songs, it should be a small tune in the countryside.

Fan Ze quietly listened to Zhang Shiping humming a ballad, slowly lying on the ground, blowing the wind, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, it was dawn, Fan Ze sat up, he was already in the tent, as for how he came back yesterday, he couldn't remember, shook his head and found that there was no pain after being drunk, put on his shoes, and walked out of the tent.

Outside, the Wuhuan people have already begun to pack their bags and prepare to return to Sangqian County, calculate the time, with more than 1,000 excellent war horses, this trip is definitely not a loss.

"Where's Lao Zhang?" Fan Ze searched around but didn't find Zhang Shiping, "Where did this kid go?" ”

"General, Mr. Zhang has left." Ku Zeli walked to Fan Ze's side and said quietly.

"Gone? When did you leave? He's a powerless thing, where is he going on this prairie? ”

"He was gone last night, after you fell asleep."

Fan Ze scolded his mother twice, but he didn't say anything more, "Hurry up and clean up, let's go home in a while!" ”

"Roar, roar, roar" The Wuhuan man roared strangely, speeding up the speed of packing his bags and gathering the captured war horses at the same time.

Fan Ze rode a horse outside the camp alone, looking at the vast and boundless prairie, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood quietly in a daze, holding a very exquisite jade jue in his hand.

Two quarters of an hour later, the Wuhuan people have been integrated, with the captured and prepared dry food and clear water, embarked on the way home, the road is safe and sound, just experienced the turbulent grassland, no one wants to easily cause disputes anymore, the Han army has just shown its fangs, at this time still dare to stab, can not be the patriarch of a tribe.

The group walked for thirteen days, and it took nearly twice as long as before to return to Yuyang County.

Fan Ze looked at the familiar scenery, couldn't help shaking his stiff neck, and made a burst of "click" sounds, "Let's finally return to this place after going around." ”

Ku Zeli looked at Fan Ze, who was trying to pretend to be cultured and emotional, and couldn't help but interrupt him, "General, obviously you don't know the way, so we can only return the same way, can we go back like this?" If you don't come back, can you find your way home? ”

Fan Ze, who was interrupted from his memories, looked embarrassed, "Ku Zeli, don't you want to drink good wine?" ”

"I knew that you were not only drunk and a talker, but also a broken mouth, and I wouldn't have come with you if I said anything." Ku Zeli thought that Fan Ze's mouth had never heard of it along the way, and this and that, before, he still restrained himself, but now Fan Ze seems to have let go of the self-seal, that big mouth, the horn has not stopped, so that in the end, no one is willing to deal with him, and he began to talk to himself, so scared that Ku Zeli thought that he was injured in the war several times.

"None of you are my confidants, you don't understand my loneliness." Fan Ze pursed his lips and said helplessly.

"Yes, yes, I really don't know how Mr. Zhang put up with you for so long and still talked and laughed with you." Ku Zeli looked at Fan Ze, who had a boring expression, and said sullenly, but when he heard the words "Mr. Zhang", Fan Ze, who was still unsatisfied, also stopped talking and fell into a rare silence.

After a while, Fan Ze looked into the distance, "The front is the village where that guy lived before, right?" ”

"Yes, it's not far from where Mr. Zhang used to live."

"Let's go, go and see, see if that guy still has any wine left, we're out of wine." After saying this, Fan Ze whipped the war horse first and rushed to the village not far away, and Ku Zeli behind looked helpless, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, he could only roar and beckon the rest of the people to follow.

"Huh~" After Fan Ze ran up a small mound, he suddenly reined in his horse, stopped, and looked ahead in a daze, and Ku Zeli, who was following behind, was also a little puzzled when he saw him like this, stepped up his speed, rushed over, and stopped beside him.

Kuze raised his eyes and looked at the village that should have been extremely calm not far away, and now it was full of fireworks, although it was far away, it was still faintly audible where the noise and a faint wail could be heard, and the figures in the village were longing and very chaotic.

"General Fan?" Kuzeli looked at the scene in front of him and didn't know what to do.

"Go and ask what's going on there."

"No"

"Wait, change into the clothes of our Han army." Fan Ze suddenly stopped Ku Zeli, although Sangqian County has not mandated that they must wear Han army uniforms, but the necessary people will still bring one piece, after all, the name of the Han army is now a guarantee of safety in this grassland.

"No."

Fan Ze waited for Kuzeli's news on the mound, and the rest of the people comforted the somewhat restless war horse, time passed slowly, and after half an hour, Kuzeli rushed back in a panic, his expression was very anxious.

"The general is not good, someone leaked Mr. Zhang's news."

Fan Ze's heart tightened, but there was no expression on his face, he opened his eyes and glared at Ku Zeli, "Don't panic, we have been together, it won't be our people who say it." ”

"That's what the general said."

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"I went to ask just now, and most of them are reckless people from Youzhou, and there are some horse thieves and rogue gangsters,"

"Why did all these guys get here?"

"Someone broke the news in Youzhou that the former Zhongshan wealthy businessman lived in seclusion in Yuyang, Youzhou, and then hundreds of millions of family wealth were hidden here, and the family advocated that Shiping disappeared for no reason, and hundreds of millions of family wealth was inherited by him and distributed to the people of his own village." Kuzeli snorted after speaking, "It's all rumors, a bunch of fools. ”

Fan Ze was not the same as him, he remembered the words before he left, "So this is what you said about interest?" ”

"What did the general just say?"

"Nothing, nothing, let's go, there is still something to do."

"Shall we go?"

"What did you do in the past, let's not get involved in such a mess." Fan Ze waved his hand boringly, and was not in the mood to continue to play tricks, so he rode his horse and walked towards Sangqian County reflexively.

Ku Zeli sighed and shook his head to follow, feeling in his heart that Mr. Zhang was ill-fated, and he really had no fixed place to live from now on.

A few days later, in a small mound less than 100 miles away from Sangqian County, Fan Ze had a weed in his mouth, lying in the grass with Erlang's legs crossed, and his head resting on his hands, which was very comfortable.

"General Fan" Ku Zeli walked over with a wine bag that had been completely shriveled, "We've all been squatting here for a day, let's go back quickly, the brothers have no wine to drink." ”

Fan Ze raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but did not speak, closed his eyes again and continued to rest.

"Hey, it's so consumed, when is it a head" Ku Zeli looked at the direction of Sangqian County, and then looked at Fan Ze who was lying on the ground leisurely, and couldn't help but sigh again, only feeling that he was not a lady, and all he met was a freak.

When the night fell again, Fan Ze, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and was frightened by Ku Zeli, who was counting how many hairs on the weeds next to him, was excited, "General Fan, what are you going to do?" ”

"Call me all the brethren, and our wine is coming."

"What?"

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense" Fan Ze kicked Ku Zeli impatiently, "If you delay the good wine, you will bear the consequences." ”

Under the temptation of fine wine, Ku Zeli, who looked helpless, woke up the Wuhuan people who had just fallen asleep one by one and asked them to silence, waiting for Fan Ze's order.

After a quarter of an hour, there was a "creaking" sound from under the mound, which was the sound of their heavy objects pressing against the wheels, and Fan Ze poked his head out to take a look, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"A certain Li Qian came to receive the wine ordered by the king!" A shout was like thunder, and Li Wei sweated like rain in the middle of the night.

It's too late, the rest will be sent tomorrow