"Yo ho! Old bolt, shake it? ”

"Who is this tartar?"

"Hey! This horse is good! ”

……

Bi Laozhuan led the big red horse, greeted his familiar companions all the way, and proudly entered the city gate next to Lushunkou.

Since Hailan Bao didn't resist, they naturally didn't hurt the killer.

Especially after the little ghost who is proficient in Tartar asked clearly, Bi Laozhuan decided to only confiscate Hailan Bao's weapons, and didn't even tie him up, so he took him to cross the Jinzhou Wei and go directly south to Lushunkou to meet the Jinzhou garrison in Dongjiang Town - there are many Tartars who surrendered in Dongjiang Town, and they are good at fighting.

Just when he was about to walk to the garrison yamen, Bi Laozhuan noticed that the two well-dressed sons and brothers of Zhou Zheng on the side of the road were staring at his group, he frowned and walked quickly, and rushed into the yamen - Lushunkou is this wall, only the businessmen from the mainland are dressed and fitted, Bi Laozhuan has never had a good feeling, grandma's, a liter of rice will be sold for fifteen big sons, how can these businessmen come to do business, they are obviously here to suck the blood of our Dongjiang soldiers!

handed Hailan Pao to the garrison, the garrison asked a little, shook his hand and rewarded Bi Laozhuan with twenty taels of silver, and also approved a slip for him, asking him to go to Ambassador Cang to get a set of mandarin duck battle jackets, which made Bi Laozhuan very happy - he had already wanted to change his tattered clothes!

When he got out, Bi Laozhuan was still laughing and laughing and amusing the little ghost, and a voice next to him said coldly, "This big brother is invited." ”

When he turned his head, he saw that it was the one with beautiful eyebrows among the two sons who were staring at him curiously just now.

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

Bi Laozhuan squinted and replied very impolitely - it is one thing that he is not interested in these rich boys, and on the other hand, he is in a hurry to get the mandarin duck battle jacket.

"Don't dare to ask this big brother, did you capture that tartar just now?" The boy seemed unimpressed by his rudeness, and bowed down and asked.

"yes...... Do you want to buy people or do you want to buy heads? I can't be the master, you have to ask the guard. Bi Laozhuan nodded yes, and thought of this for a moment.

"Big brother misunderstood," the boy smiled bitterly and said again, "I'm just curious, looking at that Tartar's height and body, isn't it a white armor?" ”

"Yes, it's the White Armor Soldier, and he's still an archer." Bi Laoshuan's face softened slightly.

"Big brother is really a hero!" The boy gave a thumbs up to Bi Lao Shuo from the bottom of his heart and said, "Tartar Baijia is the elite of the elite, you can actually capture him alive, admire and admire!" ”

"Don't dare to be a son...... Speaking of which, this Tartar is here to vote for us in the Dongjiang River, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to capture him easily. Bi Laozhuan first grinned, and then finally returned the salute with a fist.

"Oh? And the surrender of the Tartars? The boy was surprised.

"The Tartars are not monolithic, and they pinch each other a lot, so what about the Tartars that we threw over from the Dongjiang River...... Like this one just now, he wanted to kill the Tartar banner master, so he threw it over. Bi Lao sneered proudly, and seemed to be very happy about the child's accident.

"I see......" the boy nodded thoughtfully, "But big brother, you are still powerful after all, if it is someone else, let alone the white armor soldiers, even if you see a real tartar, you will already hide without a shadow, how dare you come up?" …… Those who dare to do it face to face with the Tartars are the only ones in Dongjiang Soldiers, good men! ”

His words and undisguised admiration made Bi Laozhuan extremely useful, and he raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Of course...... We Dongjiang, down from Mao Junmen, one is counted as one, which one is not a good man who stands up to the sky? As he spoke, his stomach gurgled and his raised eyebrows drooped, "A good man is a good man, but he's a hungry man!" …… Childe forgives my sins, I still have to buy food for my brothers! ”

After saying that, he arched his hand and turned around and left, stopped without taking two steps, turned back and said to the son, "Childe, look at you like this, you shouldn't be in business, right?" …… Listening to my old bolt's advice, our Dongjiang people's silver is earned back with their heads, and it is full of blood...... Isn't it true that food is so expensive, and we are not sincerely starved to death? …… If you really feel that we Dongjiang people are heroes, sell the grain cheaper! ”

With that, he turned around and left, leaving the boy standing there in deep thought.

This clear-eyed son is none other than Chu Fan.

He came to Jinzhou this time to pick up Liu Zhongwen - since the day the Liu family father and son met, Liu Zhongwen and his father came to Lushunkou, and now Chu Fan has come to pick him up and return to Dengzhou.

After returning from Dagu, the "Dawn" arrived in Dengzhou first, and Chu Fan was busy for two days before making thorough arrangements: the copper ingots had been unloaded in Dengzhou, and someone was sent to inform Wang Ting to try it; Chu Fan asked Zhuzi to go back to the banks of the Shahe River to recruit people, and he accompanied Ding Yimo back to Wanzikou Village to discuss the specific marriage date with the Zhang family, and the wedding date was chosen on April 23, half a month later.

Seeing that everything was almost arranged, Chu Fan drove the "Dawn" to the sea again to pick up Liu Zhongwen.

When he arrived at Lushunkou and went ashore, Chu Fan was shocked.

Unlike the refugees he saw in Lao Tieshan that day, although the big military camp in Lushunkou was also in tatters and extremely scarce in materials, what shocked Chu Fan was that even if the Dongjiang soldiers here were all unclothed, full of vegetables, and their weapons and equipment were extremely rudimentary, everyone had a ruthless look on their faces.

It was a feeling that was difficult to describe, after Chu Fan came into contact with a few ordinary Dongjiang soldiers, he found that these people seemed to have such a mentality: Lao Tzu is a dead man anyway, and he lives to kill Tartars, killing one is enough, killing two to earn one!

This feeling is especially obvious on the bearded man just now.

"Little Fu'er, what do you want?"

Seeing Chu Fan's thoughts, Liu Zhongwen turned his arm and asked.

“…… It's nothing...... Let's go, let's go back to Dengzhou. Chu Fan came back to his senses, took a deep breath and said, and walked side by side with Liu Zhongwen towards the dock outside the city.

At the moment when he stepped on the deck of the "Dawn", Liu Zhongwen suddenly said out of nowhere, "Xiao Fu'er, we should really sell some grain to the Dongjiang River and sell it at a low price!" …… Why can't these heroes be starved and kill the Tartars. ”

Chu Fan glanced at Liu Zhongwen in surprise, the latter didn't say a word just now, Chu Fan thought that he didn't pay attention to the conversation between himself and the bearded man, who knew that this guy actually listened to it word for word.

Selling grain? Why not?

You can't kill the Tartars yourself, but you can help these heroes who dare to kill the Tartars to eat enough, and you can still do your part!

[The first bullet on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, ask for tickets]