The middle-aged man's eyelids trembled a little after seeing these hundreds of aliens, he really couldn't understand how the six Yizhou elite soldiers disappeared without even making a move.

But in any case, the first set is almost delaying time, "I don't know who your Excellency is?" In the lower Jingzhou horse..."

Fan Ze interrupted him impatiently and shouted, "Kill!" When the Wuhuan people received the order, they rushed over with a smirk, and a few remaining guards tried desperately to stop them, but to no avail.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, "You don't follow the rules!" ”

Fan Ze ignored him, pulled out his short knife, and joined the battlefield, the appearance of the crazy fight scared the Wuhuan people around him, they really didn't expect that the thin man who usually drank wine and was generous, and who was smug all day long, would be so crazy to kill the enemy.

Fan Ze used a short knife, as the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, people like him who use a short knife as a blade, if they kill the enemy, they must bully them in front of them and kill them, the whole process is terrifying, for fear that if they are not careful, they can only bring back Fan Ze's corpse.

After a while, several guards who were desperately resisting fell in a pool of blood, most of them were killed by Fan Ze, these guards knew that they would die, and they fought desperately, and even had a feeling of suppression for the Wuhuan people at first, but with Fan Ze, a madman, they found that the fierce and fearless in this world is not invincible.

The middle-aged man saw his guards die, but he didn't panic in his heart, maybe he saw it, "I didn't expect that Zhang Shiping, this guy, and your group of people could rely on, but it's a pity that you couldn't save him when you came late." ”

"It turns out that his name is Zhang Shiping, and I only know it." Fan Ze walked up to him and replied lightly, "Are you ready?" ”

"Not even a name...."The middle-aged man saw the light of the knife before he finished speaking, and then he felt that the whole world was spinning, and then he fell into darkness.

Fan Ze cut off his head with a knife, and then walked to Zhang Shiping, who was lying on the ground, "Why can't you insist on holding on, hey." ”

"Am I not holding on?" A leisurely voice came from the ground, scaring Fan Ze who was grieving so much that a spirit almost peed his pants, and a backward jump was unstable and sat directly on the ground.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Shiping, who was lying on the ground, stretched his waist and stood up slowly, and then led to pieces of screams and wails, and two Wuhuan people were so frightened by him that they knelt directly on the ground and asked for the blessing of Changshengtian, although Changshengtian is a symbol of Xianbei people.

Fan Ze held the short knife, and his head was full of dense cold sweat, "There is a debtor and a debtor, your death has nothing to do with us." ”

Zhang Shiping looked at a group of guys who were frightened to madness, as well as Fan Ze, who was like a great enemy, shook his head and smiled, "Which told you that I was dead?" ”

"You've been lying on the ground for so long."

"Which one said that lying on the ground is dead?"

"Then why do they all say you're dead?"

"I don't know, I just drank a small bottle of water in front of them, and then lay down on the ground and fell asleep, how do I know what they think?" Zhang Shiping said as he picked up a small medicine bottle from the ground, and shook it in front of Fan Ze's eyes.

Fan Ze slowly stood up with a strange face, "You're really not dead?" ”

"Not all bottles are filled with poison, and not all people lying on the ground are dead." Zhang Shiping said such a sentence lightly, then turned around and gently stroked the coffins of his wife and children.

"Condolences." Fan Ze looked at Zhang Shiping, who had a calm face, and comforted him, "At least you are still alive, do you need us to help you transport the coffin back to Zhongshan?" ”

"No need, they were born here and died here, just treat this as their hometown, I'm sorry for them, and when they go down in the future, I'll make amends for them." Zhang Shiping touched the coffin and said calmly.

"Is there anything else we need to do?"

"There's a lot of gold and silver here, go look for it, and if you find it, I'll give it to you." Zhang Shiping said very atmosphericly, and this sentence made the Wuhuan people below exclaim.

The Wuhuan people went around looking for treasures, leaving only one Ku Zeli and one Fan Ze, Fan Ze was because of Zhang Shiping, and Ku Zeli looked at Fan Ze with a tangled face, hoping that Fan Ze would give him an explanation.

"Do you know who he is?" Fan Ze knew that he could fool others, and he couldn't fool this guy, so he could only point to this guy in the mourning hall and ask.

"I heard them say, my name is Zhang Shiping."

"Don't recognize?"

"It's familiar, but I can't remember who it is."

Fan Ze's face was a little strange, although Ku Zeli was only in his twenties, he shouldn't be so lonely.

"I ran more than Xianbei, the Hun line, Wuhuan didn't have much power at that time, he was young, and it was normal to have no impression." Zhang Shiping turned his head to look at the two people and said with a smile.

Ku Zeli looked at Fan Ze and then at Zhang Shiping, "You are very powerful?" ”

Zhang Shiping smiled silently, reached out and pulled the jade jue on his waist and threw it to Ku Zeli, "Next." ”

Ku Zeli stretched out his hand to take the jade jue, which was very delicate and lubricated, but he couldn't tell the good from the bad, and looked at Zhang Shiping with a puzzled expression, "What is this?" ”

"This Yujue can buy half of your Wuhuan." Zhang Shiping's tone was very flat, but when it reached Ku Zeli's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, "Oh, no, I just said something wrong." ”

"Whew~" Ku Zeli let out a sigh of relief, and said, such a small thing still buys half of Wuhuan.

"You Wuhuan have been beaten badly recently, you should be able to buy the entire Wuhuan."

"Bang!" Ku Zeli sat on the place, holding the jade jue in both hands, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

Fan Ze looked at Ku Zeli, who was sitting on the ground, his nervous trembling trembling legs, and reached out to take the jade jue in his hand, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and sit on the ground relaxedly.

"Go ahead, there are a lot of good things here, take as many as you can." Fan Ze waved his hand, Ku Zeli jumped up and ran to the back hall, that excited look, he had forgotten what he wanted to ask, as for who those guards were, it didn't matter who those were killed, because he finally remembered why he felt familiar with this "Zhang Shiping", that was a famous wealthy businessman in the world, whatever he wanted from his side, it might be some old thing of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and he could get at least a few hundred catties of salt when he sold it to the Central Plains.

Fan Ze looked at Ku Zeli who had run away, and pouted, "Do you have any other good things here?" ”

"It's too good, it's definitely not, I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything else except this outfit." Zhang Shiping said slowly, he was wiping the coffin very carefully, wiping it clean inch by inch.

Fan Ze took the jade jue and looked at it carefully, the entire jade jue was in the shape of a dragon, the ornamentation was natural, and it was extremely round, "This thing is really so valuable?" ”

"This is from an ancient tomb in the Shang Dynasty, and it should be the emperor's burial."

Fan Ze's face was strange, "You still did this business back then?" ”

"Don't think about it, this was made by King Wei's hands at the beginning, but he didn't know the goods and thought they were worthless, so he sold them when they were shipped."

"Touching the gold... Captain? ”

"Don't say it's so elegant, it's just a group of tomb robbers, and I still know the two people who led it."

"How did you know each other?" Fan Ze looked at Zhang Shiping, who had an indifferent face, and felt that this kind of person really had a wide range of friends.

Zhang Shiping stopped wiping and turned his head to look at Fan Ze, "As a native of Liangzhou, you should be the ancestors of tomb robbers." ”

"That's what the people from the state did, and we didn't.... How do you know I'm from Liangzhou? Fan Ze's brain rushed, and he almost pulled out a knife and stabbed Zhang Shiping to death here.

Zhang Shiping pouted at his hair, "It's hard to know such a standard old cool person's dress, but don't worry, there are not many old people in Youzhou now, and few can recognize them." ”

Fan Ze relaxed slightly, he always felt that he was easily scared to death after staying with Zhang Shiping for too long, "How do I feel that you are not so sad anymore?" ”

"Can grief take revenge?"

Fan Ze looked at the dead corpse and was a little speechless, "Isn't your enemy already dead?" ”

"Those families in Runan are just accomplices, and the death of Ying Shang can be regarded as a lesson for them, but those people in Jingzhou can't just die and the Ma family just pass." Zhang Shiping's colleague who said this flashed a trace of ferocity on his face, but it was only a flash.

"What are you going to do?"

"Can someone help me bring all the wine from the cellar for some interest?"

"Okay" Although Fan Ze didn't know what Zhang Shiping was going to do, he greeted him, and although the Wuhuan people who were searching were unwilling, they still put down what they were doing, entered the wine cellar and moved out a jar of fine wine, which filled the entire front yard.

"Thank you." Zhang Shiping sincerely thanked Fan Ze, "But Yujue, you still have to give it back to me." ”

Fan Ze's face was a little embarrassed, and he smiled, "Hey, isn't this helping you keep it, haha?"

Zhang Shiping shook his head, opened a jar of good wine, sprinkled it all over the mourning hall, and then threw the rest of the jar around the mourning hall, after doing this, he took out a fire fold from his arms and blew it, and threw it into the mourning hall, and in an instant, the mourning hall was blazing, illuminating half of the sky.

"Let's go." Zhang Shiping turned around, no longer looked at the burning mourning hall, stretched out his hand and patted Fan Ze's shoulder, and took the lead in going out.

Fan Ze inexplicably hit a chilling cicada and hurriedly chased him out, although the Wuhuan people felt quite a pity, but they didn't stay longer, because all kinds of shouts had already sounded around them, "Go to the water, put out the fire!" "Hurry up and put out the fire." "It's water, it's water."

Fan Ze walked to Zhang Shiping's side and smiled, "How do you go, you don't have a horse, or let's take a horse?" ”

"Are you sure?" Zhang Shiping smiled at him, stretched out his hand and pointed to his waist, the piece of jade jue with excellent quality was hanging there, Fan Zehan's hair stood up, and when he touched his chest, the jade jue was really gone.

"You still have what it takes?"

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they don't oppress people with many skills, and the sliding door and picking the lock can also play a big role when necessary." Zhang Shiping was not ashamed at all.

"Hehe, it's amazing." Fan Ze didn't know what to say anymore. "Then I'd like to see how you go."

Zhang Shiping didn't look up at him, stretched out his hand to tease the war horse in front of him, Fan Ze looked at it as his mount, "Don't think about it, this horse is so fierce that it hasn't been castrated yet, and ordinary people can't surrender." ”

Zhang Shiping still didn't speak, teased for a while, and watched the firefighters also arrive, and then slapped the horse's head, and then turned over with his left foot and got on the horse.

Fan Ze's eyes widened, rubbing his teeth, "You are really the King of Youzhou Horses." ”

"Gone." Zhang Shiping no longer pulled calves with him, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse rushed out with a long neigh, and the villagers who fought the fire did not dare to stop it, this happened such a big movement, they are not deaf and stupid, they naturally know that there are some things that they can't mix, if it is not on fire, if they are affected, they must still be fools at home. Fan Ze gritted his teeth, and chased after him on a horse with others, he was not as shameless as Zhang Shiping, and took other people's horses as his own, although he didn't have the ability to do it.

After running out of the village for more than ten miles, everyone slowly slowed down, Fan Ze caught up with Zhang Shiping, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhang Shiping didn't answer his question, but looked at Fan Ze and asked, "How long do you have to go back?" ”

"More than a month." Fan Ze counted the days and found that he still had a long time, and he really didn't know where to change it if it was solved so quickly.

"Seeing that you don't have much dry food, I'll give you a batch of dry food and some gifts." Zhang Shiping looked at Fan Ze and said with a smile, "How about it, do you want it or not, it shouldn't be a problem to go back and forth once a month." ”

"Okay, why don't you give it for nothing."

"Then follow me and go." Zhang Shiping rode a horse in front, Fan Ze led the team to follow, and the group ran to the depths of the grassland.

Seven days later, they came to a small tribe, the grassland had been deserted for two days, if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Shiping had exchanged enough dry food and water in one tribe before, they would have been lying on this grassland.

A group of guys who were sleeping in the open looked at the inconspicuous little tribe in front of them, "Lao Zhang, are you coming?" ”

"Lao Zhang" Zhang Shiping has been familiar with them in the past few days, and he also recognizes this title, "This is a good place." ”

"Whew!" Fan Ze looked at the small Hun tribe in front of him, "Just such a thing, how much benefit can it be stripped of?" ”

"A thousand fine horses."

"It's only a thousand, just now in the Youzhou War, there are at least 50,000 small piles in Sangqian County, and there are more war horses wandering around the grassland, we didn't have time to find it."

"Descendants of the Dark."

"Who's the queen...."Fan Ze was stunned in the middle of speaking, "Which black horse?" ”

"The one who can carry the black horse in his hand." Zhang Shiping's tone was very flat, as if he didn't see Fan Ze next to him at all. "Don't think about it, they're just good horses, good ones."

"That's too.. Also... How do you know. Fan Ze looked at the small Hun tribe in front of him, kept swallowing his saliva, and then still felt dry mouth.

"Zhang Yide's horse is one of my secrets that I got for him here."

"One?"

"Okay, let's get ready to do it, they just know how to raise horses, and the rest is not worth mentioning." Zhang Shiping didn't continue, left such a sentence, and walked aside to continue to close his eyes and recuperate.

Fan Ze looked at Zhang Shiping and stopped talking, no longer verbose, pulled out a short knife, and roared, "Kill!" Not a single one to stay! ”

The Wuhuan people killed the past violently, a small Xiongnu tribe, almost no resistance, was easily slaughtered by Fan Ze and others, the old patriarch looked at the group of robbers in front of him who were covered with the blood of his own people, and scolded.

After a while, the robbers got out of the way, and Zhang Shiping slowly appeared in front of the old patriarch, still plain as water, but the old patriarch who kept cursing was like being choked by the neck.

"See you again, old fellow."

"Zhang... Sheet... Mr. Zhang. The old patriarch seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, and collapsed to the ground, "I know, I know"

Fan Ze walked up to him, squatted down and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't blame you for betraying me, really, in front of many things, you can't do anything." ”

"Thank you."

"But I can't ignore you, I hope you understand." After Zhang Shiping said this, he stood up, thinking about walking to the back camp, leaving behind the old patriarch who had lost his soul and Ku Zeli, who was walking over with a sly smile.

In the back camp, outside a dilapidated stable, Fan Ze looked at a group of war horses with messy coats, turned his head and asked Zhang Shiping, who was full of calmness, "This is the descendant of Wuqi you are talking about?" Just these things? ”

"There are a thousand horses here?"

"Of course not."

"Of course not."

Fan Ze felt a little pain in his heart, and he was a little out of breath.

Zhang Shiping moved out of the stable with two old horses, and the old ones seemed to be dead on the ground in a while, and Fan Ze's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

"I'm afraid they'll die if I ride it."

"So it's not for you to ride." Zhang Shiping gave them a handful of forage, then let go of their reins, patted the horse's buttocks, and let them walk freely on the grassland.

"Keep up." Zhang Shiping jumped on his war horse, then greeted him, and followed the old horse forward.

Fan Ze, who was suffocated, followed him with a hundred people, and the rest of the people were there to clean up the mess and clean up the battlefield.

After walking for more than half an hour, a group of people came to a more desolate place, and a black dot appeared in the distance, and it was not a short way to see the distance.

Zhang Shiping reminded them again, and then followed the old horse, "Follow up, it's not safe here, you can go wherever I go." ”

Fan Ze looked at the quagmire that had appeared on both sides, still bubbling, no need for him to say that he didn't dare to walk around, if he was not careful, he would be gone.

This short road walked for half an hour, and the people who walked were really frightened, and when they walked in, they found that there was a black spot, that is, a fence, behind the fence, the war horses neighed.