The village, called Xu's, has disappeared from view.

In one village, only five people survived.

In addition to the dog baby, there are two adults and two children, both surnamed Xu, the adult is called Xu Mu Xu Fu, and the children are called Da Wazi and Dong Wazi.

As for women and girls, in such an age, no one cares about their lives, and maybe they are killed and eaten.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, even if they are close to Rushui, they have no way to meet drought crops. As for the imperial court, the same levy taxes were collected, and no one cared about the lives of these peasants.

The common people are kind, and no one rose up to resist even in such a miserable day.

All the houses were burned, along with the bones.

"Yuan Zhi," Zhao Yun was blocked in his heart: "Yun will definitely do his best to make the people eat!" ”

"Huh?!" In Xu Shu's eyes, the elder brother who is nearly ten years younger than him has always been gentle.

I didn't expect to be able to say such earth-shattering words.

He looked over, and those clear eyes did not dodge, full of sincerity and pleading.

"Lord!" Xu Shu turned over and dismounted, his posture was a little clumsy: "I am willing to lead the horse and fall and swear to the death!" ”

After speaking, respectfully and respectfully to the end.

This is the lord again? Zhao Yun's brain crashed instantly, and he couldn't turn around.

Do you look down on me? Xu Shu felt a chill in his heart.

The relocation of the Xun family is already an obvious omen, although only the academy has moved at present.

He is a direct witness to the transformation of Xi Zhicai and Guo Jia.

There is no doubt that Zhao Yun's talent and learning, everyone can only look up to it.

Not to mention the students of Yingchuan, even the gentlemen of the academy, there are few who can compare to his talent.

Looking at the world, it is Cai Yong, who is famous for his literary name, and in Xu Shu's opinion, the words he does are disease-free**, and there is nothing to say.

To be honest, it is his long-cherished wish to be able to follow such a great talent.

"That's it!" Xu Shu was very disappointed when he saw that the other party did not react, and hugged his fists and said goodbye: "It's still a shallow talent!" ”

"Yuan Zhi, what are you doing?" Zhao Yun was shocked, hurriedly dismounted, and hurried to catch up with his right arm: "Yun is old and young, I'm afraid I can't give you a good situation." ”

"My lord, that's far away!" Xu Shu bowed down again: "Being able to follow the lord with such lofty ambitions is a blessing that Shu has cultivated for several lifetimes." ”

"Good!" Zhao Yun was angry: "Let our brothers fight a future!" ”

None of the five new recruits could ride horses, and even though they had to take one of their horses with them, they had to let each of them take one.

Xu Shu saw them lying on the horse, and couldn't help but think of himself when he just learned to ride, and slowly shook his head.

"Xu Mu Xu Fu, come here!" As soon as this matter was interrupted, Zhao Yun simply wanted to make a point here.

Last night, the tribesmen whispered to each other, heard about cannibalism, and there was a lot of vomiting in the camp, and everyone didn't have a good night's rest, and a few were still yawning.

"Your Excellency!" The two had never seen the world, and they were put down by the tribe and rushed over to give a salute.

There weren't many meals to be prepared for them this morning, and a person was so hungry that he couldn't give too much to eat, otherwise he might really die.

But the complexion is much better, and he no longer has the gray face of last night.

"Have you ever heard of the Yellow Turban?" Zhao Yun was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so he almost popped out word by word.

"Yes!" Xu Mu didn't react, Xu Fu nodded again and again: "Those Dao Elders gave the patients to drink Fu water and gave us food." ”

"Why didn't I take you away?" Zhao Yun couldn't help frowning.

The Yellow Turban activity is said to have started a long time ago. I remember that in history, Runan is the most noisy, and it should also be the most rampant.

Xu Fu didn't speak, his shriveled hands were clenched tightly, and his muscles were rising.

Xu Mu explained on the side that a Taoist chief had a crush on Xu Fu's daughter, who was only twelve years old, how could he follow?

He himself has to keep filial piety because his parents have just died.

Xu Da didn't know what the reason was, he was disgusted with the Yellow Turban Dao at all, and chased after the Taoist priest who came to Shi Fushui, but he was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding.

"Do you know where they took people?" Zhao Yun listened patiently, and sometimes had to repeat it to the other party.

"My lord, Tiger Gang!" Xu Mu remembered and pointed ahead.

This is the later Tongbai Mountain Area, there are many mountains, and there are many shadows, and I don't know where it is.

Xu Shu's hometown is not too far from here, and sometimes he helps with translations.

At the moment, he was more excited.

The people of the Yellow Turban Road have also seen it, and it seems that the newly recognized lord is not interested in it, do you want to fight?

When he was more than ten years old, he was fierce and fierce, and he often fought with others, and then by chance, he also got a sword on his back, and no one dared to provoke him anymore.

It seems that he hasn't fought in six or seven years, and he feels his blood boiling when he thinks about it.

"Zhao Long, send more brothers to investigate!" Zhao Yun pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered: "There should be a bandit in front, maybe we have to do one." ”

"Yes, Third Son!" Zhao Long cherished the words like gold: "Thirteen, sixteen, each with five brothers, report immediately when you encounter a situation!" ”

The twelve knights said yes with a bang, mounted their horses and went away.

The chic posture of riding a horse made Xu Shu look brilliant and envious.

The dry food that the people of the Zhao family brought with them was fried noodles, and the wheat was fried with salt and ground into powder after being fried, and they also brought dried meat, mainly sea fish.

Under Zhao Yun's instructions, the five new members of the team still only gave them a small amount of food.

Adults and children watched others eat happily and drooled, but they didn't ask for it.

"Zhao Long, those three children will camp in the future, and they will find someone to make them literate!" Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, the people are really docile and kind.

The team marched much slower, and was unfamiliar with the place in Runan, and from time to time there were scouts who came back to report the situation.

Zhao Long has experienced several bandits, deliberately slowing down the speed of the whole team, and occasionally reporting to Zhao Yun.

It wasn't until near noon that news came.

Menghugang was still about thirty miles ahead, and the people from the two villages in front of it basically ran there.

According to what Thirteen found out from the common people, this gang of thieves often came out, and the rich families around them were killed.

People in this era pay attention to not eating at noon, but Zhao Jiajun does not have this custom at all.

They eat three meals a day when they are really set, and even up to four meals a day on the days of training.

During this time, Xu Shu followed the team and became familiar with it.

His originally thin body seemed to have added flesh.

The summer days are always long, and the pace of the procession is getting slower and slower, similar to that of a human walking.

Around the time of the unitary hour, the Zhao family came to a place called Dashu Village, which was closest to Menghugang, and they could see the smoke from the cottage in the distance.

Nine out of ten of the villagers in Dashu Village were bewitched by the people of Yellow Turban Road, and only more than a dozen of them still insisted on working.

As soon as the team entered the village, martial law was immediately imposed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, and each intersection was guarded by a special person.

"Third son, Brother Long!" Zhao Sixteen and the other two brothers rushed over with a person: "He is the thief of Menghugang, who came back to farm." ”

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and saw that it was a very sturdy young man, not tall, between 1.6 meters and 1.7 meters, a little shorter than himself.

"Let go, Sixteen." He said lightly: "Brother, sit, don't be restrained." ”

To take action against Tiger Gang, it was decided after hearing about the behavior of this gang of thieves.

They usually went down the mountain to plunder, and there were no caravans passing through this not prosperous road.

More than 100 people, nearly 200 horses, not to mention bandits, even the big clans in small places are tempted.

Horses are the most valuable commodity in the Central Plains and even in the south of the Yangtze River.

From here to Shangcai, it is the only way, otherwise you have to bypass it, at least it will take an extra day.

War, of course, cannot be avoided.

"The villain is still standing!" The young man was more generous than the average peasant, and his body was trembling slightly, but he was still forced to calm himself.

Seeing so many horses, he felt a chill in his heart, could it be that the official army was ready to attack?

But according to the leaders on the mountain, aren't all the nearby government offices connected?

On several occasions, the cottage people went to attack the nearby dock fort, which was like abusing vegetables.

There was someone in the dock fort who answered, went in and started cutting people directly, and finally left something behind.

Once, he thought that everyone hadn't noticed it, and was about to find someone to take it, and was taught a lesson by a small leader, saying that he was going to give it to others.

"What's your name?" Zhao Yun took over Zhao Long's rights, and it didn't look like an interrogation at all.

"Villain Zhang Niu'er," the young man calmed down a little: "Originally, I didn't have a name, and before I went up the mountain, I was helping people herd cattle." ”

"Who are you helping to herd cattle?" Zhao Yun was very surprised, judging from the houses, there seemed to be no rich people in this village.

"The one at the east end of the village, also surnamed Zhang, was killed by the big leader." Zhang Niu'er's eyes were silent.

"You kill people everywhere you go?" Zhao Yun's heart was cold.

"No," Zhang Niu'er asked and answered: "The man is killed, and the woman is his wife." ”

"How many of you have there? Did you know we're coming? Zhao Yun asked one question after another.

This is the interrogation method seen on the Internet in the previous life, which does not give the prisoner a chance to react.

If the other party thinks about it, the answer will be very watery.

Although he didn't understand much of the dialect here, he consciously chatted with Xu Mu and Xu Fu on the road, and now he can understand seven, seven, eight, eight.

Zhang Niu'er was just a villager who was carried up the mountain, he didn't know how to count, and he didn't know how many people there were.

In his description, there are many more cottage houses than here.

When he was the leader, everyone had a lot of women, and the house was a big house.

The little boss also has several wives, and just a minion like him, every time he starts to move things after someone else kills someone.

Of course, everyone who wants to go up the mountain must kill someone, and he himself has beaten the original owner with a hoe.

Seeing the pleading eyes of the old man, he couldn't do anything the second time, but the little leader cut off his head with a knife and sprayed his face with blood.

Zhao Yun's gang, because they were vigilant all the way, and because this road was really rarely walked, they were almost extinct, and the people in the cottage didn't know anything about it.

The cottage was also patrolled at night, and now it is sleeping in a sheltered place.

An honest person like Zhang Niuer basically comes out every night to patrol the night.

As for him going home and telling the little boss, no one paid attention.

Menghugang is a series of small mountains located between Xiping County and Shangcai County.

No matter what era it is, the division of the region is generally divided by mountains or rivers, and after this mountain is the boundary of Shangcai.

Seven or eight days after the Yulan Festival, which is also known as the Dragon Boat Festival, the first quarter moon gradually tends to be full.

People in the Eastern Han Dynasty are accustomed to going to bed early, and in the zodiac, there is a saying about the time of the door, that is, at eight o'clock in the evening in later generations, every household went to sleep.

The bandits all lived in a low-lying area between the main peak and a mountain to the south, which used to be a village, and the bandits built some houses as cottages.

It is said that it is a cottage, except that the road up the mountain is more difficult to walk, there is no walled gate, and there is no danger to keep.

Perhaps it was a little difficult to ride a horse during the day, but Zhao Jiajun ate at the time of the unitary, rested in batches, wrapped the horse's legs in cloth, and rode to the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Yunfei dismounted, patted the white horse's neck gently, its head hung down, gently rubbed on the owner's body, and stood there motionless.

This pony was given to him by his father Zhao Meng as a gift on his eighth birthday, and he grew from a foal to a tall horse.

It also has a nice name, called Feiyun.

Although the Zhao family no longer engaged in the horse business, there were four or five hundred horses left behind.

There is a horse farm privately built by the Zhao family in Heng Mountain, and after these years of breeding, it has already exceeded three thousand, and the horse farm has expanded several times.

"Zhao Yi, you take thirty brothers to quietly touch over and guard the mountain pass over there." Zhao Long immediately entered the role.

In a moment, more than 30 men walked along the mountain road.

As for the patrol posts on the mountain, they had already been cleared by the Thirteen under the guidance of Zhang Niu'er.

War is life and death, and Zhao Yun will not have the kindness of a woman, no matter whether the patrolmen have bad deeds or not, staying will only increase the danger of exposure.

Zhang Niu'er was able to survive because everyone saw that he was a thief and knew that he would come back to help his parents with the farm.

The world is big, filial piety is the greatest, and no one will kill a filial son.

The moon was about to rise in the middle of the day, and the moonlight was quietly sprinkled on the earth.

The horses were led away by the men behind the palace and waited in a hidden place, in case a fish slipped through the net.

Every time the Zhao family suppressed bandits, they only punished the evil and killed a few leaders and leaders.

The rest of the men participated in labor ranging from a few months to a year or so, and the strong ones were selected to join the Zhao family's army, and those who were not in good health went to farm or work.

Women are free to stay and stay, and if they are willing to follow the previous man, Zhao Jiajun will not interfere, and if they are unwilling, they will remarry.

But after the average woman enters the den of thieves, she does not have the face to return to her former home, no matter what the reason.

So over the years, Zhao Jiajun's strength has increased unabated, and basically everyone has become a family.

The people in Zhao and the others walked almost a stick of incense, and Zhao Long walked over: "Third son, let's go now!" ”

"Good!" After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he walked up the mountain road first.

"Lord, I'll go too!" Xu Shu saw that he had nothing to do with himself, so he hurriedly followed.

"Yuan Zhi, you really want to go to the queen of the palace." Zhao Yun waved his hand: "Any slightly louder noise may be exposed, you have never fought at night." ”

Nowadays, people have more or less night blindness because of insufficient salt, and Xu Shu is no exception.

Only Zhao Jiajun is different, everyone's salt is replenished very well, and people who used to have night blindness will be cured in a few years.

Xu Shu also knew the actual situation, used his hands and feet at the same time, and walked silently behind the team.

In fact, this time it hit him very hard, he originally wanted to attack with fire, and burn the thief with a fire.

In the end, the plan was vetoed by Zhao Yun, and Zhao Jiajun constantly needed fresh blood to replenish it, and the scale of various workshops was expanding day by day, and more people had to be sent one after another.

They are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and the purpose of the Zhao family's army is not to destroy the enemy, but to surrender.

There is nothing wrong with ordinary people, almost all of them are people who can't afford to eat and run to be thieves, who wants to have food to eat?

At night, the world is full of wildlife.

Zhao Yun walked in front and swung his sword to slash the three snakes.

In the mountains and forests, occasionally some fierce beasts roar, and the rest are unknown insects singing and moaning.

It is really not like thousands of years later, when there are many mountains and forests, the Zhao family army is suitable for fighting on the plains, and the cavalry can impact the enemy to the greatest extent.

More suitable for mountain warfare, many people have grown up in Hengshan since childhood, and dare to run around in the mountains and forests with their eyes closed.

Although Zhao Yun has not suffered much since he was a child, he has still trained with the army at night, and he is no stranger.

What's more, there is Zhao Long, who can be called an expert in mountain warfare, behind him, he doesn't walk fast, but every step is very big.

After almost half a pillar of incense, Zhao Yun quickly walked to the mountain pass.

"Yan Zhao boy!"

"I'm the hero!" Zhao Yun didn't want to match the code.

"Third son, Zhao Yi, they have been in the past half an hour." Thirteen hurried up to meet him, but Zhang Niu'er was still escorted behind him.

This is the patrol post of the Tiger Gang bandits, and there is a smell of blood in the air, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"Well, Zhang Niu'er, have they arrived at the pass over there?" Zhao Yun stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Usually from this side, half a pillar of incense is not enough." Zhang Niuer was very worried in her heart, and she didn't know what her ending would be.

"Thirteen, did you hear anything?" Zhao Yun immediately asked.

"Third son, everything is as usual!"

"Zhao Er, take five brothers here to help Thirteen!" Zhao Long commanded in a low voice.

"Zhao San, take ten brothers to scatter on the left, Zhao Si, take ten brothers to scatter on the right. Don't let any of the thieves escape into the forest. ”

After practicing martial arts for so many years, although it was not the first time for Zhao Yun to participate in combat operations, his heart was also inexplicably excited.

He took two deep breaths to calm himself.

The moonlight is bright, and the terrain in the mountain valley is clear at a glance.

The middle road leads to the mountain pass on the other side, and there are several forks on both sides not far away, to the cottages on the left and right.

After the bandits invaded the place, they rebuilt it and gathered all the houses together.

The people on the mountain are divided into two groups, one is the camp of the big village owner, the fifth village master, the seventh village master, and the eighth village master, and the other side is the territory of the other four village owners.

They have forgotten their duty as farmers, and they have stopped growing crops at all, and they have robbed to get by.

The grounds of the center are all filled in and used for training.

It is said that the cottage is not fully armed, and most of the bandits still fight with farm tools, and the so-called drill is just a joke.

But the drill site was very clean, and even the weeds were cleared, perhaps for the people above the bandit leader to inspect when they came to inspect it.

Everyone was wrapped in a cloth on their feet, and they didn't make a sound when they walked on the ground.

Estimating that all the brothers on the left and right were in place, Zhao Long, who had been standing quietly, asked in a low voice: "Third Prince, are you going to lead a team of people alone?" ”

"I'll take someone to the left," Zhao Yun said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that their Dazhai master's martial arts are very high?" When the sword dance, I couldn't even see the human figure. ”

"It's good!" Zhao Long made a move: "The fifth and the sixth, protect the third son." Let's all go now. ”

"What about me, lord?" Xu Shu, who had just arrived, was not calm.

"Follow me," Zhao Yun said with a smile, "Is there any bleeding from your hand?" ”

Xu Shu hurriedly put his hands behind his back: "A little injury, it's not in the way." ”

Walking to the cottage on the left, Zhao Yunli was silent and observed carefully.

The houses are in the shape of a bow and a U-shape, and are guarded by a two-storey building in the middle, which is clearly the residence of the so-called chieftain.

Hearing the shouting sound from behind, he knew that Zhao Long's side had already made a move, so he pushed left and right to signal everyone to disperse, and walked straight forward.

"Zhou Huairu, your time of death has arrived!" Zhao Yun walked to the door, and the steel knife cut the bolt inside, and shouted loudly.

shouted three times in a row before there was a voice inside.

"Who dares to call your grandfather's name?" A sleepy voice came from the second floor: "Pull it out and cut it, dare to let Lao Tzu die!" ”

A figure flew down from the second floor, holding a black gadget in his hand, and he didn't know if it was a weapon or a wooden club.

"Be careful, lord!" Xu Shu's eyes couldn't see it really, and he shouted behind him by feeling.

"Your Grandpa Zhao is here!" Zhao Yun waved the saber in his hand and slashed at his waist.

A stream of liquid flew out, and he didn't know if it was blood or feces, and he dodged sideways, still splashing a few spots on his face.

The figure had already been violently split in two, dead no longer dead, and fell to the ground with a popping sound.