Chapter Ninety-Eight: Interception
"Not necessarily, right?" Sun Dingzong smiled faintly and said, "Don't you all say that wealth moves people's hearts?" Can't I say that the old man is deeply involved with the HSBC ticket number? ”
"Mr. Sun laughed!" Han Xiao laughed dryly and said, "If this is the case, you can only consider yourself unlucky!"
But come to think of it, given your origins, you wouldn't do such a thing! ”
"You're right!" Sun Dingzong nodded and smiled, "I, Ning Guofu, threw my head and shed blood for the Great Zhou, so I have today's status." How could an old man betray the interests of the country for the sake of a small profit? ”
A military general like Sun Dingzong naturally has his own pride.
Of course, this is not to say that wealth cannot shake their determination.
It's that these ticket numbers simply can't come up with enough benefits to buy them.
After all, a person like Sun Dingzong has been eating and wearing since he was a child, and his food and clothing are not much worse than those of the princes in the palace?
For them, the interests of the Great Zhou are their interests.
If Da Zhou is finished, then the first unlucky one will definitely be royal.
And the second unlucky one is not those civil officials in the court, but the top nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty like Ning Guofu.
Therefore, in public and private, Sun Dingzong could not betray the interests of Da Zhou for a little money.
Half an hour later, Sun Dingzong's cronies returned and nodded at Sun Dingzong.
Sun Dingzong got up and said, "Han Qianhu, in the next month, this thousand rabbit cubs under my command will be handed over to you." The old man didn't say that he wouldn't let them die or be injured, but if they had any casualties, then the rest of their family's life would be entrusted to you Jinyiwei! ”
"General Sun rest assured, this dispatch of troops is absolutely indispensable to the benefits of the soldiers!"
Hearing this, Sun Dingzong nodded noncommittally......
Inside the Yanmen Pass, a group of brocade guards were waiting anxiously.
Tomorrow is the day when the caravan with the HSBC ticket number will leave the customs, but their leader, Qianhu Han Xiao, has never been seen, so they can't help but be in a hurry.
It's sunset now, and if Han Xiao doesn't come back, the gate of Yanmen Pass will be closed.
Standing at the city gate, a group of brocade guards dressed in coarse linen looked anxiously outside the city gate, hoping to see Han Xiao's figure.
In this way, until the city gate was about to close, Han Xiaofang returned to Yanmen Pass with a tired face.
"The matter has been dealt with, just wait for tomorrow to close the net!" Han Xiao hurriedly said to his subordinates, then went back to the inn to freshen up, and hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, then went upstairs and lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep......
Early the next morning, Han Xiao got up and walked downstairs.
Although he rested for the night, he could still see a little tiredness on Han Xiao's face.
Han Xiao was having breakfast when he saw a small flag hurriedly running in, "My lord, the caravan with the HSBC ticket number has already left the customs." ”
"Alright, let's go!" After wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Han Xiao got up and walked outside the inn......
Jinzhong is mountainous, but after getting out of Yanmen Pass, it is an endless prairie.
At this time, at the back of the line, dozens of people on horseback could be faintly seen following from afar.
Han Xiao took it out and glanced at it, and then said to one of his subordinates beside him: "You should follow from a distance first, and wait for this official to go and call reinforcements!" ”
As he spoke, Han Xiao turned his horse's head and headed northwest......
Soon, it was close to noon.
In the caravan of HSBC ticket numbers, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward glanced at the sun above his head and said, "Everyone, rest for a while, and then hurry after lunch!" ”
So saying, the steward dismounted from his horse, supported by a subordinate.
Naturally, someone took a cushion and put it on the grass.
The steward nodded with satisfaction, "You young man is clever, when you go back, follow me to do things!" ”
"Thank you, Steward Wu!" Hearing this, the subordinate immediately burst into laughter.
When the caravan personnel were having lunch, Steward Wu faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves in his ears, and couldn't help but get up and look around, but saw a large group of people and horses in the northwest direction, coming this way.
"All on alert!" Steward Wu frowned, and when he realized that something was wrong, he couldn't help but shout.
Hearing this, the caravan personnel who were eating got up one after another, escaped from the carriage next to them, and looked northwest.
Soon, the caravan appeared less than a hundred paces away before it stopped.
After taking a closer look, I saw that the person at the head was a middle-aged man wearing a flying fish suit, obviously a brocade guard.
And behind this brocade guard, there are thousands of border soldiers in armor.
"Old man HSBC ticket number manager Wu Deng, I don't know who your majesty is?" Seeing that it was not good, Steward Wu hurriedly reported to his home.
"This official brocade clothes guard Qianhu Han smiled!"
"Jin Yiwei?" Hearing the words 'Jinyiwei', Steward Wu's heart suddenly jumped, and a bad feeling arose.
"It turned out to be Han Qianhu of Jinyiwei, I don't know what Han Qianhu has to do?" Although he was panicked in his heart, Steward Wu still said with a smile on his face, "Brothers in the back, which general are you?" To tell you the truth, our owner has a good relationship with the Yanmen Ma General Army. ”
There is only one border army in Yanmen Pass nearby, so Wu's shopkeeper is a fake fox, hoping to intimidate them.
"I'm afraid that Shopkeeper Wu doesn't know yet, and the general soldier Ma in your mouth is only afraid that his head has fallen to the ground at this moment!" Han Xiao smiled contemptuously, "Spread the sage's message, the HSBC ticket number colluded with Wara, sold military funds, and blamed Jinyi Wei Qianhu Han Xiao to investigate and deal with the HSBC ticket number!" ”
Looking at the group of people in front of him, Han Xiao smiled lightly and said, "If you surrender, this official will not be guilty of the past, but if you dare to resist, you will be killed!" ”
"Kill!" The 1,000 soldiers behind were also very cooperative, and as soon as Han Xiao's voice fell, he shouted the word "kill" in his mouth.
It scared the timid people so much that their crotches were already wet.
"So Han Qianhu doesn't give us face for our HSBC ticket number!" Hearing this, Steward Wu knew that something was wrong, and his face changed when he landed.
"How much is your HSBC ticket worth?" Han Xiao smiled contemptuously, turned back to the soldiers behind him and said, "Brothers, do it!" ”
Steward Wu on the opposite side was just about to speak, when he saw a thousand soldiers behind Han Xiao rushing towards him.
Although there are not as many people as Han Xiao, there are more than 500 people on Steward Wu's side.
Compared with the elite people trained by Sun Dingzong, these people are like local chickens.
It was just a shock and these people were defeated.
Of course, there is no such thing as breaking up and fleeing.
In order to prevent the news from being leaked, Han Xiao had already ordered dozens of cavalry to pay attention to those who had dispersed.
Therefore, except for those who surrendered and were captured, the rest of the personnel were killed, and the grass was dark red......