Outside Zhangye City, Zang Mozi and his party were already preparing to set off.

"General Tohemu, I'm sorry for you." Zang Mozi rode on horseback, the long knife in his hand stood on the ground, and said with a fist to Tuohemu on the side.

"Let's go! Go early and come back early! Tuohe Mu didn't reply, and said coldly.

"Hehe, that's good. Let's go! Zang Mozi didn't care, and then grabbed the long knife with one hand and chased after him.

If ordinary people dare to speak to Zang Mozi so disdainfully, I'm afraid that the long knife in Zang Mo'er's hand has already been chopped out.

But in front of him was Tuohemu, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Guards, and although Zang Mozi was unhappy in his heart, he was helpless.

Some of these dragon and tiger guards followed left and right when Fuqu Mengxun raised his troops, and occupied an important position in Fuqu Mengxun's heart, and whenever Fuqu Mengxun went out to fight or patrol, he always guarded the dragon and tiger guards by his side.

Zang Mo'er looked at these dragon and tiger guards in front of him and was shocked, this is the most elite warrior among the Huns, the evil aura emanating from them, even the battle-hardened Zang Mo'er has palpitations.

The scimitar in the hands of each Dragon and Tiger Guard was slightly longer than the scimitar of the ordinary Hun cavalry. The horses that stepped down were all extremely strong, especially the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Guards, Tohemu, who rode a sweaty horse and walked in front of the team.

It was already late at night, and Zang Mozi and the Dragon and Tiger Guards had been on the road for several hours, and were stopping at a three-way intersection at the moment.

"General Fuguo, this road is to Chiquan, that road is to go straight to Qilian, go to Chiquan first or go straight to Qilian?" Tuohemu pointed to the intersection in front of him and said to Zang Mozi.

Although Tuohemu has his arrogance in his heart, he also has to make up his mind at this time, after all, the king Fuqu Mengxun let the dragon and tiger guards led by him be under the command of Zang Mozi, the general of the auxiliary country.

"According to the itinerary, Li Yan and his entourage crossed Linsong last night, and they should have arrived in Chiquan today, it is impossible to travel overnight without resting, and the Xiliang Mission must still be in Chiquan! Let's go to Chiquan. ”

Before Zang Mo's words fell, the horsewhip in Tuohemu's hand slapped on the horse's buttocks, and he quickly galloped towards Chiquan.

Early morning.

There are already people coming and going in the streets of Chiquan City, and the street vendors in the city are constantly shouting, and from time to time you can see some strangely dressed people from the Western Regions, who are leading horses and walking slowly on the streets.

"Steamed buns, freshly baked buns, come and take a look, take a look, only five pennies a piece." On the street, an old man with gray hair, a gray beard, and wrinkles on his forehead, was leaning over and shouting hard.

Next to the old man was a little girl of about six or seven years old, with a small braid on her head, wearing a linen dress that did not fit well, and her face was dirty, and she was helping the old man add firewood to the stove.

"Grandpa, sit down for a while and let Yan'er wipe your sweat."

"Yan'er, my good granddaughter, you are really sensible." The old man lowered his head and stroked Yan'er's little head, with a smile on his face.

When the girl wiped the Han on the old man's head, the old man took out a steaming bun, "Come Yan'er, you're hungry." You're going to eat it. ”

"Grandpa, you eat. Yan'er is not hungry. The girl hurriedly refused.

"Silly boy, come! Eat it. The old man said as he handed the bun to the girl.

"Hey! Geezer. Twenty buns for you. Hurry up! A Hun man in leather armor stood in front of the old man's bun shop and shouted.

"Master Jun, you~ You're here again." The old man looked back at the Huns in front of him and said with a frightened face.

"Hurry up and bring me twenty buns, and the brothers are waiting to eat them." No matter how verbose it is, believe it or not, Lao Tzu has made a mess of you! ”

When the old man heard that the Huns threatened to open the stall, his face turned pale with fright.

I can't earn a hundred yuan every day when I get up early and stay dark, and I can't even buy a bucket of rice. A few years ago, a bucket of rice in Guzang City rose to 5,000 Wen, and more than 100,000 people starved to death in the city.

"Master Jun, the money from a few days ago~ Isn't it time to settle it, Master Jun, the little old man can't afford to lose this small deal."

"Yo! Old man, your memory is really good, dare to ask your master for money? Ye is willing to eat your buns, that is your great blessing, I don't give you some color today, you really don't know how thick the sky is. The Huns said "snap", and slapped the old man in the face, and suddenly the blood in the old man's mouth flowed, and a few broken teeth on the ground.

"Ahh Old thing, I'm impatient to see you live! The Huns looked at the palm in their hand that was punctured by the old man's broken teeth, and said through gritted teeth.

"Bang", the whole bun shop was kicked over by the Huns, the buns on the steamer fell to the ground one by one, and the sudden loud noise, the girl was so frightened that she cried.

The old man looked at the buns on the ground, the old tears were rampant, squatting on the ground to pick up the dusty buns that had fallen on the ground, and kept wiping them with his clothes.

"Lao Tzu asked you to pick it up, come and pick it up." When the Huns saw the old man pick up the buns on the ground, they immediately crushed a few buns in front of him with their feet, and said with a cruel smile.

Seeing that the Huns wanted to step on the few remaining buns on the ground in front of him again, the old man knelt on the ground and blocked the few buns under him.

"Old thing, get out of here!" The Hun said and kicked the old man in the back.

"Grandpa, grandpa. What's wrong with you. The girl looked at the blood flowing from the old man's mouth, crying and holding the feet of the Huns with both hands.

While the Huns beat the old man violently, the pedestrians on the street were attracted to come over, pointing around the old man's bun stall, but no one dared to step forward.

"Brother Han, what's going on ahead? Let's go over and see. Li Yan looked at the people in front of him in a big circle and asked Han Qian on the side.

When Li Yan and the others came to the crowd, they pushed aside the crowd and finally saw the scene in front of them.

The old man let the Huns kick in his back but was unwilling to get out of the way, the girl's cry became louder and louder, watching more and more people gather to watch, the Huns spat on the ground, grabbed a few clean big meat buns from the steamer and swaggered away.

"Old man, are you alright?" Li Yan stepped forward and asked.

"Ahem! Out of the way, young man, you go quickly. That Hun is the nephew of the commander of Chiquan City, and if he finds out, you will have to suffer. Let's go! We can't afford to mess with it. The old man kept coughing, shook his head and said.

Li Yan glanced up at Han Qian, and then nodded.

"Wei Liang, let's go." Han Qian commanded Wei Liang beside him.

Wei Liang led the order and chased a blood wolf guard beside him in the direction where the Huns left.

"Take it, old man. If you can't live here, go to Jiuquan. Li Yan took out the money bag from his arms and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the money bag that Li Yan stuffed into his hand, this is that he can't earn so much in a month. Then he refused: "Young man, you have a heart, but you can't ask for your money." Take it back. ”

"Take it, old man! Buy your child something to eat and some clothes. Li Yan got up and looked at the frightened girl on the ground and said.