Chapter Twenty-Three: Relaxed
"Bang~咻~"
"Bang~Bang~Bang~"
Nengjia Chang, Yu Zhong, Wen Yi, Steward and others, who were coming to rescue Wang Zezhi, heard the sound of shelling from the direction of Black Tiger Village on the far road.
Yu Zhong had heard the sound of the cannon, and when he heard the sound of the cannon, his face changed, and he exclaimed: "The red-clothed cannon, and the Franc machine cannon, I don't know which side it is?" ”
What Yu Zhong said was exactly what several people were worried about, if it was Wang Zezhi's side, then they had to go to the rescue.
If it is from the Gutian camp, this means that the Black Tiger Village has fallen into the hands of the Gutian camp, which means that Wang Zezhi is already more than lucky.
"Quick, hurry up and save the adult."
Wen Yi suddenly accelerated, shook off several people and ran desperately.
Yu Zhong raised his head and thought for a moment, and then he understood what was going on, yes, Wang Zezhi must be fine.
Because the cannon was on the door of the Black Tiger Village wall, if something happened to Wang Zezhi, it would never be possible to sound continuously.
It can't be that the Gutian battalion is using artillery to continuously bombard Wang Zeyi, this is unreasonable.
Although Xiong Jiachang and his party didn't know what was going on, they still ran along.
"Alas... Wait for me, I can't run~"
The butler, who had fallen behind, was panting and panting, and he wiped his sweat with his hands on his knees, and ran after them again.
When the butler caught up with them, he found the men in front of them standing motionless and standing there like stakes.
"What are you doing here, don't you leave quickly."
When the housekeeper patted the bear, he realized that the bearboy was not standing there, but shivering.
Curiously, he walked past a few people and looked forward.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, he spit it out directly, and at this moment he only felt that the stomach in his body was not his own.
The pickled things in the body are spilled out uncontrollably like a blowout.
The butler bent over and ran backwards in horror, throwing up as he ran.
When he was almost vomiting, he held on to a tree by the side of the road, shaking like chaff, and his legs were spitting weak.
He didn't know what he had just seen, it was like hell on earth.
Severed limbs and stumps, a mixture of red, yellow, white and green, as well as mutilated limbs of men and horses.
The butler's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but vomit again, until he couldn't vomit anymore, and then he sat down slowly against a tree.
"Woo~Wow~Uh~"
Just as the housekeeper was spraying vomit, Xiong Jiachang's tense nerves finally collapsed, and they couldn't help but vomit.
Only Wen Yi and Yu Zhong didn't care about this, rushed through the battlefield that had been shelled, and ran all the way to the Black Tiger Village.
When the two of them came to the door of the Black Tiger Village, they only saw Wang Zezhi domineeringly carrying Lu Mi Gong on his shoulders and scanning the outside of the gate of the village.
"The subordinates are late, please punish them." Yu Zhong knelt down on his knees and said to Wang Zezhi almost fanatically.
Seeing this, Wen Yi also knelt on one knee and said, "The subordinates are late, and the subordinates are guilty." ”
"No, no, you come to the rescue not only without sin, but with merit, get up."
After Wang Zezhi finished speaking, he turned around and looked into the village, but he did not order the door to be opened.
Wen Yi's ears flickered, and he heard a faint shout of killing coming from inside the village.
It wasn't until the sound of the three-eyed gun came out that he was sure that there was a battle going on in the stockade, Wen Yi looked at Wang Zezhi on the gate of the village and gasped, how long did this young man gather another group of strength.
Wen Yi and Yu Zhong stood outside the gate of the village, and it was not until the chief of Xiong Jia and the housekeeper also came to the gate that the shouting and killing in the village gradually subsided.
Wang Zezhi turned to Ah Niu and said, "Open the door." ”
The gate of the stockade slowly opened, and Wen Yi, Yu Zhong, Xiong Jiachang, the chief of the bodyguard, and the housekeeper entered in turn.
After entering the village, you can still smell some blood.
Wang Zezhi looked at the few people in front of him, put Lu Mi on the ground, and turned back and forth on the faces of several people.
He was a little worried that one day these guys would betray him if they knew that the poison was fake.
Even Li Xiaoqi, who has always been obedient and loyal, did not bring anyone to rescue him, can these people be reliable?
He didn't know, but for now, these people had come to save him, and whether they were because of the fake poison pill or not, these people were worth his use.
"Close the door and enter the stockade."
Wang Zezhi took everyone to the Zhongyi Hall of the Black Tiger Village, the big horse golden knife sat on the first seat, Ah Niu stood on both sides with the guards, the four guards of the warehouse were two on the left and right, the young leader sealed the door, and the whole hall was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
"Today, I took the Black Tiger Village, Wen Yi is the first merit, and Wen Yi listens to the order."
"The subordinates are here."
"Give the antidote, give freedom, and leave freely from today."
After Wang Zezhi finished speaking, he took out the mud pills he made of urine when he was wandering around in the Black Tiger Village and handed them to him.
It's not that he doesn't want to use water, there is sweat medicine in the water, and he can't use it.
Wen Yi took the mud pill, sniffed it, looked at the mud pill suspiciously, and muttered, "Why does it smell of urine?" ”
Wang Zezhi glanced at him weakly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, until he saw him eat it with his own eyes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"There is an effect, there is an effect, there is an echo in the stomach as soon as I eat it, yes, this is the antidote."
Wen Yi ate the mud pill and felt the reaction in his stomach, only to feel relaxed.
Wang Zezhi silently recited, "Sins and sins!" ”
The housekeeper listened to Wen Yi's words, his hands trembled with excitement, he looked at Wen Yi and asked, "Really?" ”
Others don't know him, but they know it, this article is a master of drug use invited by Wenju people, and I don't know how many businessmen and guards fell into his poison.
"Seriously." Wen Yi said sincerely.
The housekeeper looked at Wang Zezhi expectantly, hoping that he could also give himself an antidote.
"Xiong Jiachang found out that the one-eyed dragon rebelled, and his merit was one, and now he came to the rescue, and his merit was two. Captain Xiong listened to the order. ”
"The subordinates are here."
"Give the antidote, give the Xiong Jia Chang's subordinates, each of the chief of the security guard, give the Xiong Jia Chang nine people freedom, you can go home."
Wang Zezhi stretched out his hand, and his hand was full of antidotes.
Xiong Jiachang excitedly stepped forward to take the antidote, ate one without saying a word, and then hurriedly divided it.
"My, my..."
"Hey~Hey~ Don't squeeze, it's going to fall to the ground, it's going to be underground..."
"Don't rob, don't rob..."
Several security chiefs surrounded Xiong Jiachang and began to grab mud pills, and when they grabbed them, they couldn't wait to eat them.
While they were scrambling to grab the antidote, Wang Zezhi looked at the housekeeper.
"The housekeeper came to the rescue, meritorious, give the antidote, give freedom, you can go back to find Wenju people."
The housekeeper crawled in front of Wang Zezhi excitedly, stretched out his hands to take the mud pill, and ate it with tears.
"Thank you, sir, for your kindness."
"Alright, let's go down."
Wang Zezhi watched the housekeeper burst into tears, and he was embarrassed and kowtowed, and impatiently bombarded him down.
He looked at the eleven people below, they were all free, would these people rebel?
He was not afraid, he even had some expectations, and when he gave these people the antidote, he felt relaxed, as if a shackle had been opened.
Using poison to control people is really the next resort.
Wang Zezhi shook the Lu Mi Gong next to his feet, and touched the chopping knife at the handle of Lu Mi Gong, he couldn't wait to get excited.
The people below were overjoyed, and they were all glad to have obtained the antidote.
Wang Zezhi looked at them indifferently, and was ready to fight at any time, he was fed up with betrayal.