Chapter 545: Fighting Cocks Kill Each Other

On February 20, a woodcutter in Yangxia County who made a living by cutting firewood went to Geyang Mountain to cut wood and cut firewood as usual. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was no way, because the battle between the merchant army and the rangers a few days ago really frightened the people in Yangxia County, except for some farmers who were forced by spring ploughing and had to take risks, they had the courage to ask the soldiers and soldiers who were patrolling the streets, asking if they could go out of the city, while the rest of the Yangxia people hid in their homes, frightened, and did not dare to go out.

And this woodcutter surnamed Chang is one of the latter.

Chang Qiaofu's family of six hid in their house for a few days in fear, and every day they were worried that those people would forcibly break through the door of the house, which would be detrimental to their family.

As a result, nothing happened after a few days, and later he learned that the army called the Shang Water Army was actually the descendant army of His Royal Highness Zhao Run, the eighth prince of Wei.

This, this is a fart.

So, Chang Qiaofu went out early in the morning with a depressed face.

Why are you depressed?

It's not that he delayed for a few days, hid at home and didn't dare to go out, and failed to earn money to support his family in these few days.

Therefore, Chang Qiaofu brought enough tools today and prepared to carry a load of firewood back to the county seat to make up for the consumption at home a few days ago.

Walking to Geyang Mountain, Chang woodcutter took out an axe from the basket behind him, only to see him spit twice into the palm of his hand, pick up the axe and wave it at a mountain tree.

Although there were a lot of withered and fallen branches nearby, they could not be sold for a good price until they were burned, and if they wanted to sell for a good price, they had to cut down the whole tree and take its trunk.

And just as Chang Qiaofu was sweating and cutting down the forest, he suddenly heard a swishing sound not far away.

The voice grew clearer and clearer from far to near, as if something was moving rapidly through the forest.

How...... What's going on?

Chang Qiaofu subconsciously clenched the axe in his hand and protected it to his chest.

He suspected a wolf.

Because in the Wei State, the wolf plague is very serious, especially in the late autumn and early spring, there will be more and more tragedies of jackals attacking humans.

Chang woodcutter swallowed his saliva and was on guard in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, several figures sprang out of the grass not far away, and glanced at Chang Qiaofu with sharp eyes.

"Ahh

Chang woodcutter couldn't help but exclaim.

However, the figures ignored him and whispered something to each other.

"Not here, go over there!"

With two swishing sounds, the figures suddenly disappeared into the mountains and forests, leaving only the dazed Chang woodcutter.

The people of Yiqiu? Or Fuqiu?

The woodcutter who came back to his senses patted his violently beating heart, and secretly guessed the identities of the figures just now.

Geyang Mountain is the territory of the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people, which is a well-known thing for the people of Yangxia.

But just as Chang Qiaofu was secretly guessing, several figures suddenly swept out from behind him and galloped past him.

At a glance, Chang Woodcutter found that it seemed to be the hidden thieves of Geyang Mountain.

Faintly, Chang Qiaofu had a bad premonition in his heart, and he vaguely felt that today's Geyang Mountain seemed to be in danger.

I'd better go back as soon as possible......

Chang woodcutter was a little timid.

But just as he was about to pick up the basket and go down the mountain, he suddenly heard the sound of "clanging" from the depths of the mountain.

The jingle was not like the rhythmic sound of a blacksmith, but like the sound of a blade clashing, chaotic.

Finally...... What happened?

The curiosity in his heart drove the woodcutter to put down the basket and walk towards the depths of the mountain where the strange sound came from with an axe in hand.

In the past, he would never have had the courage to do so, because both the Yiqiu and Fuqiu people forbade the local woodcutters to go deep into the mountains and forests, lest anyone discover the location of their camp.

Therefore, like the woodcutters, they only dare to cut down trees on the outskirts of the mountain forest, and never dare to risk their lives to go deeper.

But today, because he was so curious about the strange sound, he dared to go deep into the forest.

After walking for more than a mile, Chang Qiaofu suddenly stopped and subconsciously held his breath.

Because he was shocked to find that by the tree not far in front of him, there was a man in a gray cloth shirt.

After a moment of careful observation, he boldly stepped forward and reached out to probe the man's snort, only to find that the man had already lost his breath.

However, although he had long since lost his breath, the man's body was still warm.

In other words, the person had just died.

What exactly is this...... What's going on?

The woodcutter was frightened and frightened.

At this time, the strange sound of weapons colliding in the distance was still continuing.

Gritting his teeth, Chang woodcutter quietly touched a bush and opened it to look deeper.

After just one glance, he gasped in shock.

For there were about 100 people fighting fiercely more than 20 zhang away, and I saw these people, all dressed in black or gray cloth clothes, some with cloth on their faces, holding daggers and short blades, and they were inseparable from their respective enemies.

And on the ground, corpses were poured all over it, and blood stained the land of Geyang Mountain.

The ...... of the Hipsters The Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people are fighting?

Chang Qiaofu subconsciously covered his mouth, didn't dare to make a sound, just watched with wide eyes.

In his eyes, those thieves who are agile and strong in martial arts, one by one holding sharp short blades, risk their lives to greet their enemies, and in the end, they either kill their opponents, or they themselves are killed, there is no third ending.

Chang Qiaofu was speechless in shock, he had lived for more than thirty years, and he had never seen such a fierce fight.

Suddenly, with a pop, a corpse fell in front of Chang Qiaofu's eyes, so frightened that he almost screamed.

When I took a closer look, I saw that the corpse had a slender arrow like a bamboo stick stuck in its neck.

This is the arrow of the blow arrow.

No, not far away, a hidden thief just put away the blowpipe in his hand and put it in his arms.

But in the blink of an eye, the hidden thief was stabbed into the heart from behind by another hidden thief, and fell to the ground with wide eyes.

The whole battlefield was too chaotic, and Chang Qiaofu felt that every time he blinked, several hidden thieves would lose their lives and become an immobile corpse.

He didn't dare to look any further, because his whole body was trembling.

He picked up his axe and turned and fled down the mountain.

When he turned around, he noticed that many hidden thieves glanced at him, apparently spotting him, but for some reason he did not chase after him, and continued to fight with the enemy.

"Something big, something ...... wrong"

Rushing back to the place where he had dropped the basket, the woodcutter didn't bother to pick up the wood that had been split into sections on the ground, and fled down the mountain with the basket on his back.

The fight between the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people, how can ordinary people like him watch from the sidelines?

He returned to Yangxia County in a panic, but instead of returning home, he found a wine shop, and asked the shop guy for two bowls of wine to suppress the shock.

Because it is a liquor store that comes often, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper all know Chang Qiaofu.

So, seeing Chang woodcutter's frightened face, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "What's the matter, Lao Chang, his face is blue, what the hell is alive?" ”

Chang Qiaofu waved his hand and poured several sips of wine, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Brother, guess what I saw when I went to Geyang Mountain to cut trees?" ”

"See the vixen?" The store made a joke, which caused the crowd in the restaurant to burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Chang Qiaofu waved his hand angrily, and then said mysteriously: "I saw the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people fighting. ”

The people of Yiqiu? Fuqiu people?

The store and the drinkers in the store were stunned.

You must know that a few years ago, it was inevitable that there would be a fight when the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people met, but that was many years ago.

"Really?" The shopkeeper asked in surprise.

Chang woodcutter smiled and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

The shopkeeper understood, took the initiative to pour a full bottle of wine for him, and said: "Lao Chang, don't hide it, hurry up and tell what you see, I will exempt you from the wine money today." ”

Seeing that the goal was achieved, the woodcutter stopped selling guanzi, and after taking a sip of wine with joy, he told the scene he had seen with his own eyes, and only heard the shopkeeper and the drinkers looking at each other.

Because if what Chang Woodcutter said is true, then this time the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people are not just a small fight, maybe one is not good, and one of the hidden thieves is likely to be removed from Yangxia and completely reduced to history.

This...... What hatred and what grudge?

Everyone in the liquor store looked at each other.

After half a ring, the shopkeeper asked suspiciously, "Lao Chang, did you really see it with your own eyes?" ”

"Then can it be fake?" The woodcutter wiped his mouth and swore an oath: "I swear to heaven that if I have a good word, let me turn around and be taken away by the jackal." ”

Seeing that Chang Qiaofu had all said this, everyone believed it a little in their hearts.

However, in recent years, why did the Yiqiu people and the Fuqiu people, who had not interfered with the river water in recent years, suddenly attack each other again?

In just half a day, this exciting news spread throughout Yangxia County and also reached Zhao Hongrun's ears.

"It's so fast......"

When Zong Wei Gao Kuo, who was in charge of collecting intelligence information, told Zhao Hongrun the news, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but laugh a little proudly.

He was indeed a little proud, after all, it was he who single-handedly contributed to the cannibalism of the hidden thieves, if things went well, maybe there was no longer a need for the Shang Shui Army to dispatch, and he would be able to solve the long-standing problem of the Yangxia hidden thief in the imperial court.

"But that's not enough...... Just let me add to the fire! ”

With a chuckle, Zhao Hongrun gave an order to Zong Wei Gao Kuo.

On the same day, another notice was posted in Yangxia County.

This is a proclamation used to appease the people of Yangxia County, after all, almost the entire county residents have heard the news that the Fuqiu people and the Yiqiu people are fighting each other, but they don't know why.

And in this announcement, Zhao Hongrun pointed out the reason.

He wrote in the proclamation that among the hidden thieves in Yangxia, there were some hidden thieves who repeatedly violated the ban, disobeyed discipline, and even assassinated him and killed the family of Ling Ma Qian in Yangxia County, which is an unforgivable crime!

However, there are other hidden thieves in Yangxia, who clean themselves and abandon the darkness to the light, and Zhao Hongrun gave them material rewards on behalf of the imperial court.

However, as for who are traitors and those who are obedient and loyal people, Zhao Hongrun did not point it out.

In other words, if the king is defeated or defeated, the winner is loyal and the loser is a traitor.

Zhao Hongrun believes that the hidden thieves in Yangxia will definitely be able to understand the deep meaning of this proclamation. (To be continued.) )