In the cavalry formation, an official about thirty years old, wearing a four-rank civilian official uniform, was frowning and listening to the report of the herald.

His whole person looks very energetic, riding on a horse is more imposing than a serious general, it seems that he is not a civil official, but like a tiger general!

'Lord Lu, they say it's a soldier under the command of Lord Zhang, the governor of Ningyuan! ‘

Sure enough, this four-rank civil official is Lu Xiangsheng, and the cavalry under his command is called the Tianxiong Army - of course, the Tianxiong Army is mainly infantry, and the cavalry is only a part of it.

When Lu Xiangsheng heard the words of the herald, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said to himself: "Lord Zhang, the governor of Ningyuan? Tension? ‘

A Qian general next to Lu Xiangsheng immediately echoed: "The person who came to report the news from the Xuanfu army before also said that he was a soldier of Liaodong. ‘

Lu Xiangsheng bowed slightly: 'Six hundred people against three hundred people, leaving a hundred corpses, and the other party is unscathed? ‘

Mr. Qian's face was solemn, and he nodded, "Yes." ‘

After a moment of silence, Lu Xiangsheng said lightly: "I'll go and meet their leader!" ‘

As soon as Mr. Qian heard this, he was anxious, and blurted out: "Don't, adult! Never! ‘

Lu Xiangsheng smiled confidently, and said lightly: "It's okay. ‘

When Pan Batian saw the four-rank civil official appear in front of him on a horse, he only felt his heart pounding.

This official doesn't want to die?

How dare you take risks alone?

Pan Batian even began to ponder the possibility of capturing this person and using him as a hostage.

'You are the ones of tension?' ‘

Pan Batian suddenly heard Lu Xiangsheng accurately say the name of Master Zhang, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After a short silence, Pan Batian said without humility or arrogance: "Ugh. Yes, my lord. We are under the command of Master Zhang. ‘

Lu Xiangsheng glanced at the homeless people behind Pan Batian. Said thoughtfully: 'Lord Zhang wants to be in Ningyuan Tuntian? ‘

'Yes. ‘

'Soliciting outcasts? ‘

'Yes. ‘

Lu Xiangsheng was silent for a long time. He nodded slightly: "Let's go, don't be reckless next time you encounter the Xuanfu army." Report my name - Lu Xiangsheng, no one dares not to buy it. Go back and talk to Master Zhang, I, Lu Xiangsheng, will wait and see Liaodong. ‘

Although Pan Batian is a rectum, he is not stupid, and it is obvious that this Lord Lu has a friendship with his own Lord Zhang, I am afraid it is still a lot - otherwise, how could he say that he will report his name in the future?

As soon as he thought of this, Pan Batian immediately bowed down and saluted: "The last general knows. ‘

Lu Xiangsheng smiled slightly and didn't speak. Soon he rode back.

In less than a moment of incense, the cavalry of the more than 1,000-day Xiongjun army left at a gallop - as if they had come at a gallop.

It wasn't until all the cavalry disappeared from Pan Batian's sight that Pan Batian came back to his senses and let out a long breath of turbidity.

Pan Batian turned around and shouted: 'Go!' ‘

……

After many days, the first heavy snow of winter fell in Liaodong on this day.

The entire Tuanshan Fort was covered in silver, shrouded in a white vastness.

Zhang Zhang inspected the Tuanshan Fort Arsenal in the snow early in the morning, and Fang Yizhi's report made Zhang Zhang quite satisfied.

At present, the production capacity of the arsenal can make about 100 self-generated firearms a month, and this speed cannot be increased for the time being. After all, the pipes need to be made by hand.

In the absence of large-scale machinery, it is impossible for tension to count on mass production of self-generated firearms.

Returning from the arsenal, Zhang Zhang ran head-on into the team of 2,000 homeless people led by Pan Batian.

Pan Batian saw the tension and immediately stepped forward. Langsheng reported: 'My lord, Batian is fortunate to have not disgraced his life this time. The 2,000 displaced people of Xuanfu have been brought back! ‘

Zhang Li bowed slightly, his eyes staring at the homeless people. I saw these homeless people wearing thin clothes. The knotted hair was covered with snowflakes, and many people shivered in the cold wind.

Zhang Li's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters. I was a little distracted for a while.

When he didn't have the ability to save them before, as a spectator, he sighed. There's nothing you can do about it. Now it's different, with Tuanshan Fort, with this embryonic force, the people will no longer have to live that kind of upside-down life in the future.

Suddenly, Zhang Li's eyes were wet, and he couldn't control his emotions.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: 'All foolish citizens, no matter how healthy and strong they are, can only be meaningless materials for public display and spectators. ‘

Doctors are always a trail!

Only by treating the country can we change the fate of a nation!

……

'Adult......' When Pan Batian's voice reached Zhang Li's ears, Zhang Li was able to contain his thoughts.

Zhang Li straightened his throat and said lightly: "The people are left to Gohimon to make proper arrangements. ‘

'Yes! ‘

'Wait! Zhang Li suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, "According to my previous explanation, those officials must have bragned nonsense, what kind of fertile land and thousands of acres or something." It doesn't matter, let's fool people first. But now that they've all arrived at Tuanshan Fort, tell Gohimon and let him explain it to everyone patiently......

Pan Batian smiled and replied with understanding: "Yes, my lord. The end will understand! ‘

When Pan Batian was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Lu Xiangsheng's matter, so he explained the whole story to Zhang Li in detail.

Zhang Zhang couldn't help but be a little excited, it seems that Lu Xiangsheng not only has a good impression of himself, but also supports it with practical actions, and the plan to attract people in Xuanfu in the future will be more secure.

I am interested in Lu Xiangsheng's matter, but I can't put it into action now, after all, the time has not yet come, so I can only continue to increase the friendship value and wait for the situation to change.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhang waved his hand, and Pan Batian turned his horse away.

……

The grasslands were covered with snow, and when the snow stopped, the temperature was even lower, and a huge motorcade was struggling to the northeast.

There were more than 200 horses in this convoy, and each one was fully loaded and tightly covered with cowhide felt.

The leading four-horse carriage was markedly different from the wagon for the cargo, and the carriage was large. There was a charcoal stove burning inside, and a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a red fox fur dress. With a raccoon dog hair scarf wrapped around his neck, he is closing his eyes to recuperate.

He. It is Fan Qingcheng, the second shopkeeper of Dingchang Bank in Datong Mansion.

Fan Qingcheng is the nephew of Fan Yongdou, a Jin businessman, and Fan Qingan of Penglai County is a cousin.

However, it is obvious that he is more important, because the route he runs is from Xuanfu to Shenyang, which is the 'lifeline' of the Jin merchants.

There was also a little guy next to Fan Qingcheng, who looked humble and added charcoal to the charcoal stove from time to time.

'Ma Liu, where are you now?' Fan Qingcheng half-squinted his eyes and asked lightly.

The little guy who called Ma Liu lifted the curtains. After glancing outside, he quickly said the exact point: "Second shopkeeper, now we have passed Longshan and are about to reach the Taining Wei Realm!" ‘

Obviously, Ma Liu is quite familiar with geography and should have walked this route countless times.

Fan Qingcheng nodded slightly, and finally opened all his eyes: "It's been more than half a month since I came out, and I've only walked half the way." I didn't expect it to snow so early this year, we have been delayed in Jianchang for too long, and we need to speed up the trip. ‘

Ma Liu cautiously replied: "Second shopkeeper." After the snow, the road is slippery, and if you go too fast, the carriage may not be able to bear it! ‘

Fan Qingcheng frowned: "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, it's indeed this reason." It's just that this batch of grain is in a hurry, and we are strictly ordered to deliver it within a month. Now there is only a ten-day period. But how is this good? ‘

Obviously, Fan Qingcheng misunderstood the matter of the old man of Jin Guoda, and he was uneasy.

Ma is not very old, but he is quite shrewd: 'Second shopkeeper. The old men of the Jin Kingdom should also know about the snow in Duo Yanwei. There's no way we're going to lie to them! ‘

'Hmm-' Fan Qing'an nodded slightly, it seemed that there was only this reason. I hope they don't blame it! ‘

'Woo woo ——! A fierce gunshot suddenly reached Fan Qingcheng's ears, and he didn't wait for him to react. There was another loud bang, and the carriage suddenly flipped on its side!

The Jin merchant horse convoy was also escorted by more than 300 people, and half of them had fallen down at this moment, and the other half was panicked and hid under the carriage!

'Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ——'One of the Jin merchant guards shouted loudly, but as soon as he shouted this voice, he suddenly noticed a black object flying towards him—

Then, with a bang, there was no more.

Fan Qingcheng trembled and climbed out of the carriage window, and as soon as he looked up, he only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyes suddenly fell into boundless darkness......

The one-sided battle lasted only a few moments before it ended.

Wood patted the snow on his body and scolded coldly: "In order to wait for these grandsons, we have been buried in the snow for half an hour, and Lao Tzu is almost freezing!" ‘

Pimple put away the self-made fire gun and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, didn't we drink ginger soup when we came out?" I don't think it's too cold! ‘

The wood glared at the pimple viciously: "You kid is a fire of the five elements, can I compare with you?" ‘

'Hurry up and tidy up the battlefield and see if there's any room to live?' Master Zhang has an order, these people are all people who have forgotten their ancestors, and none of them will be left alive! ‘

In the distance, the shouts of the musketeer captain Pan Batian were heard, and more than 300 musketeers immediately began to check.

Every time Mu examined a deceased, he kicked his feet fiercely, and kept scolding in his mouth: 'Second Tartar, who disgraced your ancestors, Lao Tzu cursed you to die in the eighteen layers of hell!' ‘

After a while, the sound of wheels was heard in the distance, and Mu knew that it must be Master Ge who was coming with a convoy.

Sure enough, Gohimon rushed over with a large group of men and horses, cleaning the battlefield with super high efficiency.

The usable Jin merchant carriages were naturally taken away as they were, and some of the carriages that had been broken up had to be abandoned and the grain and goods were transported to the newly brought carriages.

There are also some grains that were scattered all over the ground by the thunder in his palm, and Master Ge did not let go, and arranged for special people to pick up all the grains, and not a single grain was wasted...... (To be continued......)