Chapter 42: The Journey Home
After entering Jiayuguan, the land on both sides of the road gradually became vivid.
Not only is the curling smoke much denser. Even the common elm trees in the northwest are particularly kind when they look at it at this time.
Huang Xing took a deep breath, and the fresh, earthy air stretched his somewhat stiff body. He muttered to himself, "I've finally met someone." ”
Strangely, Huang Xing enjoyed the intimacy of the idyllic village at ease. At the same time, I faintly felt that there was a cold murderous aura, silently stirred in the cool air.
He glanced around alarmingly, and the mountains and rivers in the distance and the land near were so silent that only the occasional dog barking could be heard.
However, based on his years of experience in the rivers and lakes, it is not peaceful here.
So, habitually, he took out the shell gun from his jacket, drew * and looked at the bullet and inserted it into the back of his waist.
Subconsciously touched the stone in the dart bag, and then urged the horse forward with confidence.
Over a loess beam, it is already the boundary of Zhangye.
The cultivated land on both sides of the road is barren and has lost its former greenness.
All kinds of weeds can't wait to spread, and they are not afraid to cover up the footprints of people's industriousness.
Suddenly, from the grass on the side of the road, two gerbils sprang out.
One after the other, running past the horse. The tail is raised high, like a flag standing in the wind.
The big black horse snorted twice in contempt. With his head held high, he walked briskly without fear.
I don't know when, Huang Xing's figure has quietly moved from the back of the horse to the left side of the horse.
The sun is not as hot as before.
The sparrows hiding in the grass to enjoy the shade also flapped their wings in twos and threes, looking for afternoon food.
Huang Xing felt that his throat was dry for a while, so he reached out and took off the water bag and moistened it twice.
Just as he looked up to drink water, he saw in the distance the roots of the mountains to the west, raising a piece of earth, and faintly accompanied by the sound of gunshots.
Huang Xing listened carefully with his ears tilted, and then looked at it with his neck tilted. It was concluded that at least a dozen horses were in pursuit.
The sporadic sound of gunfire told him that there were not many good guns inside.
Huang Xing habitually touched the gun and dart bag on his waist. With two crisp gunshots, two clouds of muddy yellow earth, like two rising yellow clouds, rolled towards him.
Experience told him that the two horses were chasing, and they were fighting to the death.
He quickly dismounted and hid his horse behind a nest of red willows.
Hidden in the bushes on the side of the road, he observed the clouds that were getting closer and closer.
The sound of horses' hooves was heard first, and then two horses rushed out of the earthen beam, one after the other.
The people behind seem to be desperately chasing after the people in front. And the person in front of him was lying on the saddle and constantly whipping the horse.
Huang Xing gradually saw that both of them were wearing military uniforms, although the colors of the clothes were different, they were both in the style of the army.
The person in front of him was wearing a gray uniform, with a broad-faced broadsword on his back, and a bunch of red tassels on the knife ring fluttered in the wind, like a cheerful flame.
He held a short gun in his right hand and a rein in his left hand, and galloped in front of Huang Xing in dust.
The man in the back, armed with a shell gun, hung a saber at his waist.
The yellow uniform, set off the full beard of the face, like a sheep's head that has not been burned. The hat was crooked to the side, murderous, and rushed towards Huang Xing.
Strange to say, just a few steps away from Huang Xing, only to hear a "poof" sound, the horse stumbled.
And the man was like a sack, and he was firmly on the ground. The gun in his hand was thrown more than a dozen paces away.
The yellow horse, looking up to the sky and neighing, rolled over and snorted, and his front hooves slashed irritably.
Showing a look, inexplicable, and unwilling.
The man who was left on the ground was about thirty years old.
The burly body squirmed in pain, and then struggled to turn over and sit on the ground.
Toothy glared at the yellow horse, and the horse nodded at him as if blaming himself.
At this moment, there was a sporadic sound of horses' hooves. The man who ran in front of him turned back again.
Only then did Huang Xing see clearly that the person who came was a black-faced man in his forties.
I saw him, and gathered the horse before the fallen man.
The gun in his hand was pointed at the person on the ground, with a proud and arrogant look on his face, and shouted, "Dog's thief, you also have today?"
It's really an eye-opener. These days, our Commander Ga let Ma Bufang, the thief baby, chase after him like a dog chasing a rabbit.
Gansu is not the Gansu of Ma Bufang alone.
Commander Ga, what's the matter with Zhangye? What's in his way? Push people to death. ”
The man on the ground, pointing to the man on the horse, shouted angrily: "You thief baby is not stubborn! Ma Zhongying, he is a bandit.
Not to mention the robbery everywhere, the front foot obeyed Commander Ma, and the back foot rebelled.
Commander Ma can't wait to chop his dog's head and use it as a urinal. ”
The man on the horse sneered at him and said, "You thief baby, and you don't hold back."
said that Commander Ga was a bandit, and he was a dog, and he didn't even deserve to go back. He was a donkey, and when he saw the grass, he went up.
didn't let go of the captured Han women, it's really a shame for his ancestors. ”
The people on the ground, with a look of disbelief, said, "Ma Zhongying's hammer is not much better." It's not that the robbed Han people are used as mothers-in-law. ”
The person who immediately argued: "People are, pay attention to pressing people back, go to the sect first, and then be an aunt." It's like Ma Bufang's donkey, just catch it and go up, and I'm not afraid of going to hell on the day of judgment. ”
The people on the ground waved their hands impatiently and said, "Forget it, you know what hell is not hell."
Commander Ma is not an ordinary person. He was sent by Hu Da to save the return, you know!
If you run away with Ma Zhongying's thief, you will be hellish in the future. ”
At this time, Huang Xing vaguely understood from their conversation that the two people in front of him were both Hui people, and they were people from two warlords.
As for who is right and who is wrong, he can't figure it out for a while.
I saw the man on the horse, and said angrily: "What is the skin of your donkey day?"
Lao Tzu will pick you up now and teach you to go to hell to explore the way first. ”
As he spoke, he raised his gun and shot it.
The people on the ground hurriedly waved their hands and shouted, "Slow down! Slow down! It's a shame that you're beating me to death like that.
If you're a son doll, get off your horse and fight me knife to knife. If you have the ability, you will chop off my head, and I will not be ashamed to die. ”
The man on the horse hesitated. Reaching for the knife behind his back, a sharp pain caused his face to twitch.
Only then did Huang Xing realize that a blood stain was oozing from the man's right shoulder.
The man twisted his neck stiffly, and looked at the man on the ground with a strange gaze.
said in a gloomy tone: "You are a thief in a dog's day, knowing that I was shot, and you tricked me into getting off the horse and comparing knives." I won't fall into your trap and eat the gun obediently. ”
As he spoke, he pointed his gun at the man on the ground.
said that it was too late, and when it was too late, Huang Xing shook his hand, and a stone the size of a jujube fell on the back of the man's hand.
The man "ouch", the pistol landed, followed by a stone, and with a "poof", it hit the man's face.
The man screamed, and the horse galloped away like a rabbit that had broken free from the wolf's mouth.
The people on the ground, after a period of panic and confusion. So he got up from the ground, and tentatively walked towards the bush by the side of the road.
With a bold mouth, he shouted loudly: "The hero appears!" Please bow down to me! ”
Huang Xing saw that he couldn't hide anymore, so he walked out leisurely and arched his hand at the person who rushed to him.
The people on the ground hurriedly bowed down and saluted, saying, "Thank you for the grace of the hero for saving your life, dare to ask the benefactor his name?" ”
Huang Xing smiled at him and said, "In Xia Huang Xing, he is a passerby." ”
The man was disgraced and grinned at Huang Xing.
The black face dyed by loess, with a row of teeth, looks extraordinarily white.
said: "My name is Ma Fugui, and everyone calls me Lao Hei." It was under Commander Ma, the commander of the cavalry battalion.
If it weren't for the hero's move today, I would have been more than 100 pounds. It's a pity to let that thief run away. ”
Huang Xingchong arched his hand at Lao Hei and said: "It's not early, I have to hurry down, so don't pass by." ”
When Lao Hei heard this, he glared at him and said, "That's not good!" You saved my life, I haven't thanked me yet, how can I let the benefactor go. ”
Huang Xingchong smiled indifferently at him and said: "Seeing that the road is uneven, it is the duty of the people of the rivers and lakes to rescue him, and it is not worth mentioning." ”
Lao Hei said that he wouldn't let Huang walk at all. said that he was going to go hard, and he knelt down here to die.
Huang Xing saw that Lao Hei was also a simple and straightforward person, so he reluctantly agreed to him and went to the barracks to take a rest.
So, Lao Hei happily loaded his shell gun into the gun box. Picking up the horseman's gun, he looked at it carefully for a while, and muttered to himself, "Dog, you still have a good gun." ”
As he spoke, he stomped a mouthful of white teeth, and squeezed his eyebrows at Huang Xing and said, "Give it to you, will it make it?" ”
Huang Xing smiled at him, reached out and took the gun and looked at it. It's an American-made M1911 pistol, and it's a good gun indeed.
To tell the truth, there is no one who plays with guns who does not love guns.
So, he weighed the gun in his hand for a long time, and said a little embarrassedly: "Then I'm welcome." ”
Lao Hei laughed heartily and said, "My Lao Hei's life was saved by you, even if there is a gold mountain, I am willing to give it to you." ”