Chapter 205: Suppressing Bandits

A carrier pigeon flapped its wings twice in the palm of a fair, thin hand and rose into the air.

The carrier pigeon circled overhead for a while before heading south.

The owner of the hand withdrew his hand, looked in the direction of the carrier pigeon, and muttered: "Master Zhang, I will do as you say!" I wonder if the promise you made to me will be fulfilled? ”

The carrier pigeon flew all the way south, facing the cold wind, flying across the grassland, until it reached Taiyuan Mansion. Soon after, a carrier pigeon also flew out of Taiyuan Mansion and flew straight to Chang'an in the southwest.

A few days later, a cavalry team of nearly 100 men left Chang'an City in the evening. This was the moment before the gates were closed, and the crowds around the gates were very scarce.

This cavalry galloped all the way in the direction of Taiyuan, day and night, walking as far away as possible along the way, night and day, and finally reached the territory of Yunzhou south of the Great Wall on the sixth day.

In the north and south of the Great Wall, there are many horse thieves. This section of the road is the only way for merchants from Guanzhong and Hedong to enter the Turkic steppe, so there are many horse thieves along the way, especially inside and outside the Great Wall.

However, since the unification of the four seas by the Tang Dynasty, many horse thieves have become good. But there are still some horse thieves active. For example, a sheep's beard.

The sheep's beard is called a goat's beard in addition to the goat-like beard under his chin, but also because of his immorality. It is said that the sheep is naturally lewd, and this sheep's beard is also a demon in the middle of the color, and often robs the people's girls into the mountains, so it has this title.

The goatee and nearly two hundred bandits occupied a nearby mountain range as a base, and the usual horses galloped, whistling and whistling away, as fast as the wind. It combines the advantages of a horse thief and a mountain thief. This is the junction between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, so the Tang Dynasty has not launched a large-scale extermination operation. So the days of the sheep's beard are still moist.

However, this situation changed at the end of December of the second year of Zhenguan.

Since it was the time when the cold wind was howling and the snow was falling, the goatee and the bandits were not in the mood to go out, and there were no "fat sheep" to start at this time. So, nearly 200 people gathered in the cottage, roasting the fire, eating meat, and drinking wine. However, what they didn't know was that at the foot of this mountain called "Wild Dog Ridge", a team of 100 horses stood quietly, looking at Wild Dog Ridge, silent as if it were a stone sculpture.

"Dismount!" The leader glanced at the terrain of Wild Dog Ridge. In the wind and snow, the figure of Wild Dog Ridge looked a little blurred.

The knights immediately dismounted.

The leader looked at the hundred people in front of him and said in a deep voice: "All of them, ready to fight!" Wang Ke, you take thirty people up from the front, and if you meet the sentry guards along the way, you will be killed. ”

"Yes!" A sturdy man saluted, and with fifty soldiers, he rushed to the rugged and precipitous mountain road of Wild Dog Ridge.

"Song Yi! You take thirty soldiers and ride around on horse's eye, and if you find any fish that slips through the net, you will be killed! ”

"Yes!" A slightly chubby soldier turned on his horse and roared away with thirty knights.

Looking at the remaining twenty soldiers, the leader waved his hand: "Let's go, let's follow!" "With twenty soldiers, he also climbed the mountain road of Ueno Dog Ridge.

Wang Ke, who was leading fifty soldiers up the mountain, slowly stopped. Amid the howling north wind and the snow, he was keenly aware of the lookout post perched on a large tree, and he did not know if there was anyone inside.

Stretching out two fingers and pointing in that direction, the two reconnaissance battalion soldiers rushed towards that side. They all wore a white cloak, which played a hidden role in the snowstorm.

The two non-commissioned officers of the reconnaissance battalion quickly came to the bottom of the tree, only to see that above the tree, the simple lookout post made of wooden sticks was empty, and there was no one there. Just when the two soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and were about to gesture to Wang Kebi, they suddenly heard the "click" sound of their feet stepping on the snow behind them.

Two bayonets stabbed the man behind at the same time. The person who came opened his mouth wide and was about to let out a shout, but he was firmly covered by a big hand, his eyes were unwillingly round, and he slowly lost his vitality.

After solving the sentry here, Wang Ke led people all the way up, but he never encountered any sentry posts again.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the vanguard sent by Wang Ke found a tall wooden fence, and immediately climbed a big tree like a spirit monkey, and observed it for a long time with half-squinted eyes, and then got off the tree in three or two, and quickly ran back to the team to report to Wang Ke: "Report to my lord, I found a bandit camp in front, there is a sparse wooden fence outside the camp, half a zhang high, there is no secret whistle or arrow tower inside, only two guards!" ”

Wang Ke scolded the vanguard with a smile: "His grandmother's is also a secret whistle arrow tower, we are fighting bandits, not a regular army!" ”

The vanguard touched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, isn't this a habit!" ”

Wang Ke smiled: "This habit is very good! Alright, brothers, take out your weapons, show your fangs, and kill all the bastards in front of you! ”

The soldier suddenly let out a low cry.

Fifty soldiers rushed quickly up the hill, and the half-zhang high fence was not an obstacle at all, but they were as nimble as monkeys jumping in the woods, and they climbed over the fence in three or two times, and rushed into the camp in a semi-encircled form.

This stockade is built along the mountain, and the buildings are scattered in a mess. Therefore, after the soldiers entered the stockade, they entered a house in groups of three or two, kicked open the door, and when they saw the figure, they shot out the steel crossbow in their hands, and then put them back on their backs, held the horizontal knife in their hands, and searched each house.

The largest house on the top of the hill is where the sheepbeard lives. At this moment, the goatee is leaning against the fire while drinking soju. Next to her, a tear-stained and aggrieved handsome woman was squatting on the ground, beating her legs for a sheep's beard. The latter closed his eyes slightly, a picture of enjoyment.

At that moment, there was a slight noise, something like the sound of a door hitting a wall after it was forcibly opened. The goatee immediately felt that something was wrong. As an old horse thief who was messing around with the knife, he was very alert, and immediately raised a long knife and slammed the door open, but the situation in front of him surprised him.

In the midst of the falling snow, three people wearing white cloaks and expressionless faces stood in the thick snow in the courtyard. The horizontal knife in his hand hung down, and a little blood dripped down the blade and fell on the snow.

Seeing the three of them, the sheepbeard felt an inexplicable chill. The three of them stared at themselves expressionlessly, their eyes full of disdain. A ferocious aura emanated from them, and it was even colder than the heavy snow.

The sheepbeard swallowed his saliva, the long knife in his hand was barely grasped, looking at the three people in front of him, he asked carefully, "Which brother on the road are you?" Now that you come to my village, dare to ask if Yang has offended? ”

When the three of them heard this, they did not answer, but just stared at the sheep's beard.

Although Sheepbeard was angry in his heart, he knew that the person in front of him was a powerful character, and it was better to make less trouble, so he said it again at the moment.

At this time, six or seven more people in white cloaks poured in at the door, and one of them, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man, looked up and down at the sheep's beard a few times, and asked, "Are you the sheep's beard?" ”