Baoan Prefecture, an important town next to the state capital Liangtian Tunbao, East Balibao.

At the end of the secluded alley is an imposing mansion, but it has fallen into disrepair and looks a little dilapidated, and it is noon, and the gate is still closed.

A young man hurried from the entrance of the alley, and when he arrived at the gate, he cautiously turned his head and made sure that no one was following, and then he raised his hand and knocked on the gate regularly.

The man was very patient, waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement in the courtyard, so he repeated it again.

After a long time, a voice came from inside the courtyard, "Who?" "Low and brief.

"It's me, Enench." The outsider replied in a low voice.

There was a soft "squeak", and as soon as the courtyard door opened a crack, the man who called himself Ai Nengqi brushed the ground and got in, and the gate closed again, and the alley outside the door became empty again, as if this scene had never happened just now.

"It's just in time, Nengqi, the two leaders are waiting for you."

"yes, how are you guys, no one noticed, right?" Enchi asked.

"Don't worry, we don't have to go out of the door, what can happen, this is Liangtian Tunbao, then Zhuolu Mountain never thought that we would hide here." The man replied with some smugness.

"That's good."

The two of them talked and walked towards the main house.

"Father-in-law, the child has given you a greeting." As soon as Ainengqifu entered the main room, he said to a man with a yellow beard in the room, and his hands did not stop, looking like that, he wanted to make a big gift.

"Stop... Don't come to this set, you and I are called father and son, we are really brothers, I can't stand your big gift, don't worship me for a short life. The yellow-bearded man said.

Ainengqi had to give up, "Father-in-law, what's wrong with the arrow wound?" ”

"Don't worry, Lord Yama doesn't dare to accept me, I can't die." The yellow-bearded man replied with a hearty smile, but he couldn't hide the redness on his thin face after the two clusters of serious illness had just recovered.

"Ge Laozi, these Tartars, archery, tracking, you have to get it, Lao Cao, you and my brother are planted this time, and it is a great luck to be able to escape with their lives." After talking to Ai Nengqi, the yellow-bearded man said to the other person sitting next to him.

"The two Han people in charge of the command are even more difficult." Lao Cao nodded, unwilling to recall the shocking experience, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's get down to business, Ai Nengqi, how are things going?" What about Liu Wenxiu? ”

Ai Nengqi clasped his fists and saluted in a proper manner, "Qiyu's father-in-law, the leader of Cao Cao, the name has already been reported, Wenxiu is staying in Zhuoluji at the moment, waiting for us to go to the meeting." ”

"Sizzle... Why, do you have to go, can't you go if you don't go? The yellow-bearded man gasped and asked in disbelief.

"Look at your cowardice." Lao Cao on the side said disdainfully, "What, you're scared of being beaten?" ”

"Nothing." The yellow-bearded man's face turned red, "It's just, it's just..."

"Please, Huang Hu, you were shot in the butt by them, not your head, why is this brain not enough, when they chase and kill us, it is mostly at dusk and night, what are we wearing at that time, and what are the expressions on our faces? What are you and I wearing now, they can recognize it. Lao Cao said disdainfully.

It turned out that the group of people in the courtyard were Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai, who escaped from Zhuolu Mountain.

In front of Zhuolu Mountain that day, they were not killed or captured, which was their luck, but what happened immediately afterwards made them cry bitterly.

After a few days of rest, Zhiwen asked Xue Ping and Tao Yong, with Hai Dongqing and his clansmen, plus some militants among the Mongolian people, and a few Yuan Liucai, who had good riding skills and was familiar with the nearby terrain, to lead the way, about less than 200 people, and began to clear out these scattered bandits.

Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others, at the beginning, according to their previous habits, after escaping from death, they still preferred to hide in the mountains and dense forests, thinking that after recuperating and recuperating, they would be able to regroup and go out of the mountain again, but this time, they miscalculated.

Zhiwen was afraid that these bandits would occupy the mountains as kings and pose a threat to the trade routes that would enter Beijing in the east and the grasslands in the west, so he specially instructed Xue Ping to focus on clearing the mountains along the official roads, and not letting go of any mistakes.

Now Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai and others are unlucky, Hai Dongqing and his people are all good trackers in the deep mountains and dense forests, and Liu Cai, who is familiar with the terrain, led the way, and it didn't take long to find their traces, Xue Ping came with people to follow the tracks, where could the bandits expect that they would be caught up so quickly, morale was already low, and under the sneak attack, as soon as they fought, they were defeated.

Since then, Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai have begun their nightmarish experience, often when they are still breathing, or when they are sleeping soundly, this demonic team will suddenly appear and kill them all by one, accurate and ruthless archery, and tracking skills that cannot be shaken off, all of which impressed them.

The two of their subordinates, when they escaped from Zhuolu Mountain, were quite complete, about 400 people, under the continuous attack and killing of Xue Ping, they were killed or injured or fled, constantly decreasing, all the way to below 100 people, and the last battle was even more dangerous, almost annihilated, Zhang Xianzhong fought with an arrow on the buttocks, and then escaped with more than 40 people.

After this battle, although the number of the team was greatly reduced, Luo Rucai and Zhang Xianzhong were sobered up, knowing that they could no longer drill into the mountains, in that case, sooner or later they would have to be made dumplings by others.

At this time, their men and horses were scarce, and more than forty people entered the fort, which did not attract much attention at all, and the gold and silver treasures that were originally plundered were lost a lot when they were hunted down, Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai made up some old money, and rented a secluded courtyard in Dongbali Fort, which was barely settled.

Although the courtyard was a little dilapidated, it was large enough to handle forty or so of them.

This time they were right, Xue Ping according to Zhiwen's request, what he wiped out was the remnants of the bandits in the mountains, and he couldn't take care of it in the military fort of the market town, and he couldn't manage it, could he still go in and search door to door? Even if it is a righteous person in He Zhizhou's mouth, it is nothing to kill people and suppress bandits in the mountains and forests, but in a densely populated place, they can't be so arrogant.

Besides, whether it was Zhiwen or Xue Ping, they didn't expect that the bandits who were chased and killed by them would be able to run into Dongbali Fort and live in a dignified manner.