Coming out of Zhenjiang Daying and walking all the way to Nanjing, Zhu Song's carriage lacked a Ji Gang, and a young man who looked a few years older than him and had a lot of grace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This young man's name is Zhang Fu, and he is the son of Zhang Yu, a general under Zhu Di, who has been with his father Zhang Yu since Zhu Di launched the Battle of Jingjing, and has been fighting in the world.

Later, Zhang Yu was killed in the Battle of Dongchang, and Zhang Fu inherited Zhang Yu's official position, commanding the left guard of the Yan Palace, and also commanding Tongzhi.

This time, Zhu Di ordered Zhang Fu to follow Zhu Song's side, one was to serve as Zhu Di's messenger, and these two were to help Zhu Song persuade Li Jinglong to surrender.

"Your Highness, where are we going now?" Zhang Fu was wearing a blue robe, with a deep curiosity on his face.

After learning from Zhu Di that Zhu Song had developed the method of making ice before, and had also outwitted three strategies to persuade Zhu Shaoqian to surrender, Zhang Fu began to search for any news about Zhu Song.

But Zhu Song's previous comments were all kinds of infamy, what kind of gentleman, loser prince, and prodigal son...... Anyway, there are only things you can't think of, only things you can't hear.

However, after Geng Bingwen rejected the proposal of Zhu Song, the king of Han, it seemed that he was a different person, from a profligate form to a restrained person, courteous to guests, and even engaged in some activities close to the people.

The two completely different kings of Han made Zhang Fu confused all of a sudden, who is this His Royal Highness the King of Han?

After all, Zhu Di arranged for Zhang Fu to follow Zhu Song to do things, which gave Zhang Fu more opportunities to get to know King Han.

"Back to Nanjing!" Zhu Song said: "After I go back, I will first learn about Li Jinglong's situation from Jinyiwei, and then I will make plans after I understand it clearly!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Fu is obedient, anyway, this time he is just an auxiliary role, it is rare to have the opportunity to follow this legendary prince, why don't you learn more?

"The carriage, stop!"

The two had just stopped talking, when suddenly there was a sound of stopping the carriage in front of it.

What's the situation?

It's still halfway now, it's still far from Nanjing, could it be that you have encountered robbers?

"Who are you, and why did you stop us?" Huang San stared at the wave of people who suddenly appeared in front of the carriage, and his voice was slightly cold.

It was a team of thirteen men, twelve men and one woman, and the twelve men were all dressed in soldiers' clothes, with soft armor on their upper bodies, and long knives at their waists.

As for the woman, it is actually a bit far-fetched to say that it is a woman, because it is a little girl, she looks like she is six or seven years old, and her little face is a little dirty, if it is not for the clothes and skirts, Huang San really can't tell that this is a girl.

What made Zhu Song in the carriage more concerned was that the little girl was crying vigorously, while those people dressed as soldiers didn't seem to care about the little girl's crying, and it seemed that the two sides were not in the same group.

It's more like these soldiers tied up this little girl!

"Lao Tzu wants to requisition your carriage!" The one who shouted was a young man in his thirties with a scar on his face.

"Requisition?" Huang San was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Who do you think you are, a noble person in the palace or an adult in the court?" Get out of the way quickly, or don't blame me for being rude! ”

"Boy, hubris!" The soldier at the head snorted loudly and said, "I am General Qi Taiqi sitting down and partial general Zhang Ming, and I came to Zhenjiang to carry out the top secret military order on the order of General Qi. Now requisition your carriage, do you dare not give it?"

"Haha......"

Huang San laughed instead of being angry, and said loudly: "If someone casually pops up and says that he is General Qi's partial general, then wouldn't Lao Tzu have to go bankrupt?"

Speaking of this, without waiting for Zhang Ming to speak, Huang San continued: "What's more, even if you are Qi Tai's partial general? Could it be that my Ming soldiers will be able to rob the people's property?"

"Kid looking for death!"

As soon as he didn't agree with him, Zhang Ming shouted angrily, pulled out the long knife on his waist, and scolded again:

"Brothers, do it, fight quickly!"

In Zhang Ming's opinion, he has eleven brothers under his hands, and the other party only has one person, is this not easy to solve?

Rushing up and stabbing one person is enough to kill this coachman!

"Huang San, don't forget to keep your mouth alive!" Zhu Song, who had been looking at the situation outside, explained.

"Your Highness, don't worry! Hmph, these bunches don't know how to live or die! ”

Seeing that except for the soldier who was pulling the little girl, the other eleven people all rushed over, Huang San's face changed slightly, and after replying to Zhu Song, he slapped the wheel with his right hand, and shook his hand to touch the wheel of the car.

When!

A long-handled knife with flames burning on its body, which looked similar to the Qinglong Glaive Knife, was held in Huang San's hand.

"Look for death!"

The momentum on Huang San's body changed, and he was murderous, and the long knife in his hand swept with the sound of the wind, and when he was about to attack those soldiers, the big knife spun up and down, like a windmill, slashing up and down.

Burst!

The knife rises, the blood falls, and the head and arms fly together!

Among the eleven people who attacked, five ran the fastest, except for Zhang Ming, who shouted earlier, who barely blocked Huang San's long knife, the remaining four were all wiped out.

"This, how is this possible!" Zhang Ming was frightened in his heart, how could he rob a carriage casually and meet such a terrifying master?

Blame them for their bad luck!

Although Huang San has been serving in the palace in order to repay his kindness all these years, his kung fu has not fallen at all, which is a little worse than Han Qingshan, who was admitted to the mansion before, but it is incomparable to deal with these soldiers in front of him.

"Boy, die!" Huang San didn't have a good impression of Zhang Ming, the culprit, and when he saw that this thing was stunned, he swung his knife and slashed it again.

"Not good!"

Zhang Ming is not a fool, in this situation, there is no carriage or carriage, and saving his life is the most important thing.

Feeling a strong cold wind coming, Zhang Ming blocked the long knife in his hand in front of his chest like lightning.

When!

I only heard a sharp sound of gold and iron resonating, which shook people's eardrums.

Zhang Ming actually blocked Huang San's knife, but Huang San's strength was very strong, and he took Zhang Ming back seven steps to the ground.

"Huhu ......" Zhang Ming looked at Zhang Ming and said, "I, I'm General Qi sit down......"

"Qi your grandmother!"

Huang San's eyes suddenly opened, and he kicked the ground suddenly, and the whole person rushed forward like a leopard, and in Zhang Ming's incredible eyes, he instantly slashed at his neck.

Burst!

Blood spurted out, and Zhang Ming died!

When the long, when the long!

"Uncle, we, we're down!"

"Uncle, please take our lives, we are also forced!"

……

The main person died, regardless of whether it was the soldier who was pulling the little girl, or the other six soldiers who were running a little slower, they all threw away the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground and kept begging Huang San for mercy.

Fierce, it's too fierce!

After listening to Zhang Ming introduce himself as Qi Tai's subordinate, this fierce man dared to kill the killer, what else did he dare not do?