The Beginning of Troubled Times Chapter 40: The Red Turban Thief (2)
More than 100 people of Xu Long were included in the tail of the team, Qi San couldn't wait to go up and talk to the "Red Turban Righteous Warrior" in his mind, but he wanted to be a child in a young state of mind, Xu Long and his brother were silent, all the way, this General Luo looked a little heroic, but just contacted, Xu Long didn't trust them much, maybe, the next time the general Luo fought this will let himself and the more than 100 brothers behind him go up as pawns and send them to death.
"Senior! What are we going to do this time? Qi San followed behind a thin man in his forties and asked questions.
The thin man didn't bother him, because there were usually few people talking to him, he carried a spear and said to Qi San seriously, "This time we are going to fight Huaiyang City!" β
"Huaiyang City?! I've heard that it's the richest place in the world, and every old man there has a mountain of gold and silver. Qi San looked incredulous, "Let's go fight there, can we beat it?" β
"Why can't you beat it?" The thin red turban soldiers are full of confidence, "Those old men in the city are all soft bones, and the people in the south are money and daughters when they drink alcohol, unlike us in the north, who fight all day long, no matter how low the combat effectiveness of our side is, it is stronger than those old men in the south." β
"Are the people here really that weak?" Qi San heard the man's words, and suddenly regretted it in his heart, if he had come here directly and found a mountain, wouldn't he have saved some money a long time ago, and would he still be worried that he would not be able to get a daughter-in-law?
Xu Long was also a little surprised when he listened to their conversation, so isn't these south sides like a pig farm? There is a lot of oil and water, and it is easy to get, if you go to find some brothers in the future and get together a few thousand people, maybe you will have your own place on the map of Zhongzhou in the future.
"I'll find out if I fight with him after a while." The thin red turban soldier glanced at Qi San, "Don't you understand this truth?" β
"The seniors taught the seniors," Qi San smiled, and quietly stuffed a silver leaf into the thin red turban soldier, which was one of his few family backgrounds, "In the future, I still have to ask the seniors to take care of me and give me more pointers and the way out." β
"Well," the thin red scarf soldier quietly put away the silver leaf, and said to Qi San, "Follow me in the future, don't say anything else, at least your life will definitely be saved." β
"Then thank you, senior!" Qi San confessed and retreated to his team.
"You kid, you just wanted to change the mountain when you first arrived here?" Xu Long kicked Qi San angrily.
"How can it, big brother," Qi San smiled flatteringly, "Didn't I go to inquire about the news for you, eldest brother, you must have heard what that old brother said just now." β
Qi San suddenly looked up at the person in front of him, leaned close to Xu Long's ear, and whispered, "When we get over there, we will recruit some people and horses, grab a few small villages, save some family business first, and when we have more brothers, maybe we will swallow all these red turban troops?" β
Xu Long touched his chin, this kid is really a roundworm in his stomach, thinking about it like himself, he patted Qi San's shoulder and said, "Then find an opportunity to recruit more brothers, and the benefits will be indispensable to you at that time." β
"Big brother, I know!" Qi San smiled.
The team walked for more than ten miles, and finally stopped, the deep mountains here are still green even in winter, the red turban soldiers sit in a group, cooking on the fire, Xu Long's people are separated from the red turban soldiers by some distance, they have no intention of currying favor with the red turban soldiers, and the red turban soldiers don't want to pay attention to them. Occasionally, there were still red turban soldiers pointing at this side and whispering something, Xu Long didn't pay attention to it, and asked the brothers to light a bonfire and find a place to sleep, anyway, they had already eaten the meal. That General Luo didn't seem to plan to come over to see them, probably because he thought that there were more than 100 people, and there were few people, so he was too lazy to take care of them, and maybe he had to take some food money.
Qi San seemed very happy, after all, if it was as General Luo said, they would be able to get a set of magnificent red scarf military clothes tomorrow, and the weather in early spring was very cold, and it was also excellent to add more clothes to protect against the cold.
The next day the sun has not risen, the sky is still a little dark, there is some fog around, fortunately, such weather is very common in the mountains and forests, Xu Long slowly got up, and found a few dead branches to throw into the fire in front of him, the people who kept vigil last night did not let the fire go out, otherwise they should wake up in the middle of the night, and then they have to find something to make a fire, which is very troublesome.
Xu Long rubbed his hands and leaned over to the fire, the light of which reflected his thin face full of stubble.
"Is this Brother Xu?" A sturdy man didn't know when he walked behind Xu Long.
"Ah, I am, what's the matter?" Xu Long stood up and turned to look at the man wearing a red scarf.
"My name is Yue Zhang, General Luo sent me to take you to get some clothes for our Red Turban Army, as well as some grain and grass," Yue Zhang smiled, "I will be my own brother in the future, if you need anything, as long as you don't go too far, you can tell me." β
"Thank you, Brother Yue!" Xu Long hugged his fist towards Yue Zhang, and then kicked Qi San at his feet, saying, "You call a few powerful brothers to go with Brother Yue to get things." β
Qi San shuddered, opened his eyes and slowly stood up, looked at Xu Long, and then at Yue Zhang, oh, and went to wake up those who were sleeping soundly, causing a lot of scolding around.
After about a stick of incense, Qi San came back with something with a smile, he threw the red scarf and leather armor in his hand to the ground, took out another set by himself, couldn't wait to put it on, and showed it to the people around him, "How about it, do you have a fight with those sons?" β
Xu Long sneered and said, "With the way you look, no matter how good you look, you are not a thief, why don't you pee and take care of yourself?" β
"Big brother, how can you say that about your own brother," Qi San drooped his head, a little lost, "You can't blame me for being ugly in this life, I have to blame my father and mother for this." β
"Okay, okay, I won't have much to do with you, quickly give these things to the brothers." Xu Long also took a set of leather armor, held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, the skin of this leather armor is not bad, but it is not good, others make a knife, and a little force can cut it open, but no matter what, it is better than nothing, he turned his head again, and saw Yue Zhang's so-called "grain and grass", only a few bags, miscellaneous and miscellaneous, rice, dried matter, sporadic and a few small pieces of jerky, I can't eat a few meals, but it's better than going to shave wild vegetables every day.
"Big brother, this food is a little scarce." Qi San sat next to Xu Long and said, not only him, but many brothers around him were scolding, saying that that bullshit general was too stingy.
"It's good for people to give it to you, but you still dislike it?" Xu Long looked at Qi San like Qi San, looked at the brothers around him again, and raised his voice a little, "There is a drought in the north, and I don't know what the situation is in the south, but don't you know how the harvest is in our north?" As soon as we joined their Red Turban Army, they were willing to give us food, and you can say these things in front of your own brothers, and if you listen to them, you may even say that we are spies sent by the official army. β
The crowd was silent, all staring at Xu Long, although they were scolding, they also understood this truth, and if they didn't keep it, they would come out of their mouths.
Xu Long waved his hand and put on the leather armor, "Go and do your own thing." β
The crowd scattered again, gathering in front of the fire that had not yet been extinguished, talking meat and laughing without restraint, but unfortunately there was not even the kind of wine mixed with water in the wine shop, so they could only catch the cold wind.
After another hour or so, a trumpet suddenly sounded in front of them, and the Red Turban soldiers stood up in an orderly manner from front to back, extinguished the fire around them, and marched slowly with their things and axle weights.
Xu Long and the others stood at the end of the line, he pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Qi San, and said, "San'er, quickly, you go and ask what this horn sound is about." β
Qi San nodded, ran quickly to the thin red turban soldier who had asked before, stopped beside him, and asked, "Senior, what's going on, the official army is here?" β
The thin red turban soldier gave him a blank look, and said, "It's time to march out, and for your cleverness, I'll tell you the details of the sound of this trumpet." β
The man cleared his throat, "If the sound of this horn is long and uninterrupted, it will be pulled out or repaired in place, if it is broken quickly in three times, it will be an enemy attack, and if it is broken in five timesβ"
The thin red turban soldier suddenly stopped talking, he cleared his throat again, and raised his eyebrows at Qi San.
Qi San immediately understood, took out a few copper leaves from his arms and read them to him, and whispered, "Senior, I'm just like that, you have to leave me some wives, don't you?" β
The thin red turban soldier put away the copper leaves, and seemed a little dissatisfied, but he continued, "Then run." β
"Run?" Qi San scratched his head, returned to Xu Long and them, repeated the words of the man just now, and asked again, "Big brother, I heard that the escape from the battle is not to kill the head?" Why did he let us run? β
"I used to think you just looked stupid," Xu Long looked at Qi San with pity in his eyes, "I didn't expect you to be really stupid." β
"What is this?" Qi San was still puzzled, and stepped forward again and asked, "Big brother, can you tell me more about it?" β
Xu Long laughed and patted Qi San's shoulder hard, "People let you run, then run, it's best to leave nothing at all, just run away, run to a place where no one can see and hide it, this red scarf thief is ......"
"It's the Red Turbans!" Qi San corrected with a serious face.
"Then according to what you said, the Red Turban Army, the Red Turban Army was originally composed of peasants, mountain gangsters, and more desperate people, most of them are like us, to put it mildly, it is called the rebel army, to put it mildly, but it is just a louder rogue, such as the person who just spoke to you, do you think he can be regarded as a soldier? If you pretend to be dead on the battlefield, or you will be cut down by someone, do you think such an 'army' has a chance of winning when you encounter a larger number of officers and soldiers? β
Qi San was confused when he heard this, he looked at Xu Long, "Maybe...... Yes, right? β
Xu Long ignored his answer and went straight to himself, "With people like them, they still want to fight Huaiyang City?" I brought your sister to join them, just to find a talisman, go further south, we will find a feng shui treasure over there, set up a stockade, and specially rob those rich and noble masters. β
Qi San sighed, I don't know why, I feel that the big brother in front of me seems to be not the one he is familiar with.
"This world is already chaotic enough, let's stop adding to the chaos," Xu Long said again after a long time.
11,000 red turban soldiers, in the deep mountains of Yangzhou, slowly marched towards Huaiyang, the capital of wealth.