"Xiu'er, don't cry, I, Li Rusong, will be your man in the future. Whoever dares to bully you, I'll cut off Ya's head."

In the evening, there was a coffin in the courtyard of the Tieling Acropolis, which contained the remains of Gu Shanglang, who was killed during the day. Under the yellow candle flame in the house, Li Rusong endured the pain and comforted Gu Xiu'er, who had lost her father.

Although Luo Xin was domineering, he really didn't dare to go too far with Li Chengliang, and the soldiers who beat the sticks also admired Li Rusong's courage, so the father and son were only symbolically beaten with ten military sticks each, and Li Chengliang and Li Rusong were released after a few "screams".

Since crossing over, he found that he had become a famous anti-Japanese hero in the future, Li Rusong has always been very curious about his cheap father, and he is constantly working hard to dig out the secret of his father Li Chengliang. The results made him surprised to find that Li Chengliang's energy even an officer at the level of a general like Luo Xin did not dare to provoke easily.

It's not that Luo Xin doesn't want to punish his father and son, the problem is that Li Chengliang's identity is too sensitive - a student, belongs to the ranks of literati, and takes advantage of the convenience of his identity, Li Chengliang often goes to the gentry's house in the Tieling Acropolis to teach the descendants of the gentry to read and write, and has a very good relationship with the gentry.

The Ming Dynasty has always emphasized literature over military force, and few military attachés dare to abuse or punish scholars, otherwise a large number of scholars and gentry will boycott the market, boycott classes, and even incite the people to make trouble. Once the warriors intervened, they were counterattacked by the powerful gentry in the area, who had close ties to the local and capital civil officials. At that time, the warriors will face the joint strangulation of civil officials and gentry, and unless they are nobles, few warriors are willing to provoke scholars.

There is one more thing Luo Xin doesn't want to admit: Li Chengliang, this guy has killed his own ability again!

Li Rusong didn't expect that his father Li Chengliang was not an honest poor teacher at all, in a border place like the Tieling Acropolis, if he only relied on the identity of a literati, ten Li Chengliang would also die, and in this kind of place, he only recognized one thing - strength and strength. Whoever has the big fist is the boss. Li Chengliang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and secretly he is righteous and squandering money, making friends with local military households, rangers, and even thieves, and he has a very terrible underground force in his hands. The most important thing is that this group of people is completely independent of Li Chengliang, and they are good brothers who can take care of each other.

And the most terrifying thing is that no one would have thought that a group of more than 80 horse thieves operating near the Acropolis of Tieling, their leader Zu Chengxun, would take the initiative to bring gifts to visit Li Chengliang and salute Li Chengliang's younger brother every New Year's Day. The first time he heard his father mention this matter, Li Rusong realized that Uncle Zu, who was kind to him, was actually a horse bandit.

Poor Luo Xin probably doesn't know what to do, his family's servants, cooks, soldiers, and even a few henchmen all have an unclear connection with Li Chengliang. Li Rusong knew that except for the dozens of personal soldiers raised by Luo Xin, almost all of the rest were his father's "brothers".

"Ahem, if my father was willing, Luo Xin would have died young" Every time he thinks of this, Li Rusong can't help but feel numb on his scalp, the things in the history books are really the most unreliable.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, Luo Xin knows very well that if he kills Li Chengliang, he will probably have to be killed by Li Chengliang's "brother", and he will also get benefits anyway, so he simply symbolically punished him a little, and let his father and son go.

While comforting Gu Xiu'er, Li Rusong looked outside, why didn't his mother come over?

"Xiu'er, don't cry! In the future, this will be your home, and your aunt will be your mother" At this time, a woman with a kind face walked in, gently pulled Gu Xiu'er into her arms, and comforted her softly.

Seeing that under the comfort of her mother Feng Huiniang, Gu Xiu'er slowly stopped crying and fell asleep, Li Rusong took a deep breath, turned her head and walked out of the house.

Tiptoeing to the back of the house, taking out the scimitar snatched from the Mongolian Tartar during the day from the pyre, Li Rusong wiped the blood on the knife by the bright moonlight, turned his head and looked, and the father Li Chengliang behind him walked over with a pure steel overlord gun.

"Can the little bunny still move? Luo Xin's frustrated bird didn't dare to move the tartar, we are not afraid of our own family, we have the courage to follow and avenge Lao Gu! Glancing at his son with satisfaction, Li Chengliang shouted in a rude voice.

"It's okay, Uncle Xu and Little Brother Wang are just doing it" smiled and walked in front of his father, although Li Rusong said easily, there was no smile on his face.

Under the cover of night, the father and son avoided the soldiers patrolling the curfew, and soon came to the south gate of the Tieling Acropolis.

"Uncle Xu and Brother Wang" secretly climbed up the city tower, and as soon as Li Rusong saw the two soldiers patrolling the city wall, he immediately stepped forward to greet him affectionately.

"Big brother, I'll help you go down later" Kindly stretched out his hand and patted Li Rusong's shoulder, and the two soldiers said affectionately to Li Chengliang.

The older Xu Ding turned around and took out a large bag of things from the dark compartment of the city wall and handed it to Li Chengliang, while Wang Xiaoer quickly prepared the hanging basket and sent his father and son out of the Tieling Acropolis.

Li Rusong was very excited at this time, and ran out of the Tieling Acropolis in the middle of the night, there was only one possibility: to kill the Tartars who killed Gu Shanglang during the day!

There were already eight people dressed as rangers under the city, they were waiting there quietly with their horses, and when they saw Li Chengliang coming, the eight people immediately handed the reins of a horse to Li Chengliang, and the ten people turned over and got on their horses and quickly rushed to the northeast.

After half injecting incense, Li Rusong vaguely saw a faint fire in front of him, and the Tartar didn't go far at all, just right for killing the girl in the middle of the night!

As soon as the horse stopped, Li Rusong turned over and dismounted, he followed his father Li Chengliang to ride a horse, and he could be turned upside down along the way, which can be regarded as the cool in his heart that can be dismounted and walked.

However, Li Rusong did not toss blindly in a big way, as soon as he got off the horse, he cautiously lowered his body and slowly groped his way forward.

Li Chengliang and the other eight people had already dismounted, and looking at Li Rusong's sophisticated movements, a flash of appreciation flashed in their eyes. They all got up to do it, leaving one man to look after the horses, and scattered towards the Tartars.

Creeping a few steps closer, Li Rusong squinted his eyes and looked ahead:

Under the bonfire, a group of Mongols had eaten and drunk enough and were ready to rest. Originally, fifteen Mongols were stabbed to death by Li Rusong in the Tieling Acropolis during the day, but now there are only 14 left. This group of guys was reluctant to spend money on staying in the guest house in the city, and after exchanging the cattle and sheep in their hands for daily necessities and silver, they rushed out of the Tieling Acropolis before it was dark, found a sheltered place near the city, and returned to the tribe tomorrow after spending the night. There was a tattered tent throughout the camp, and everyone except one who sat by the fire and kept vigil was now retracted into the tent and slept.

Night blindness is still an extremely common disease in this era, and few people dare to ride a horse at night. Relatively speaking, the Han people of the Ming Dynasty were much richer than the Mongols in terms of food, and they were not prone to night blindness.

In front of Li Rusong, a group of people had quietly touched the fire, Li Chengliang put the overlord gun lightly on the ground, and took out the bag of things given by Xu Ding, wrapped in a quilt outside, and a ranger next to him suddenly lit the fire fold, and directly lit the quilt, Li Chengliang rushed forward and threw the lit quilt bag into the Mongolian tent.

"Boom!" Before Li Rusong could understand what his father had thrown out of the tent, he heard an earth-shattering noise coming from the direction of the tent, followed by the screams of Mongolian Tatars.

"Kill" burst into a shout, under the gaze of Li Rusong, Li Chengliang picked up the overlord gun made of pure steel, rushed into the Mongolian camp with a few ups and downs, and directly pierced the throat of the Mongolian Tartars who were keeping vigil, and the seven rangers behind him tacitly besieged the remaining Mongolian Tartars in groups of three or four.

"I'm wiping, it's actually 'ten thousand enemies', my dad is ruthless enough" Li Rusong came back to his senses, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly rushed forward with a scimitar.

"Han dog!" Facing a Mongolian Tartar with a full beard and a scimitar in his hand, he roared and rushed towards Li Rusong. The explosion had injured him in the arm, and the Tartar had no choice but to hold his knife in one hand and kill in the direction of the horse, trying to make a bloody way.

Seeing this scene, Li Rusong couldn't help but laugh angrily: The master is so bullying?

"Fuck you" dodged to avoid the scimitar that the Tartar slashed at his face, Li Rusong didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, a lazy donkey rolled to dodge the Tartar's powerful knife, and took advantage of the opponent's slow reaction to the injury, and slashed at the back of the Tartar's spine.

"Ahh A terrible scream resounded through the dark night sky, although this Mongolian Tartar could not be sent forward at the most critical moment, avoiding the spine being split, but still could not completely dodge Li Rusong's inevitable blow, there was a deep visible bone in his back, a huge wound from the back of the head to the buttocks, from the back of the back of the body looked like it had been split in half.

The poor Mongolian Tartar was originally seriously injured by Li Chengliang's "10,000 enemies", and he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he wanted to kill a bloody road with a stream of blood. It's a pity that he met Li Rusong, who was even more ruthless, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, watching Li Rusong walk towards him with a knife, his eyes revealing great fear.

"Spare your life!" Seeing Li Rusong's scimitar on his neck, there was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes, as if he was killing a chicken, the Mongolian Tatar no longer had the fierceness of the day, but instead of deep fear, he shouted in Mongolian language.

"Dog Tartar! Remember what the master said during the day, right? That Tartar is the first one during the day, don't worry, all the Tartars of the barbarians, including your wife and children, I will send them down one by one to accompany you! With a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, Li Rusong covered the cracked wound on his shoulder, squatted in front of the tartar, grabbed the hair of the tartar and lifted it up.

After cooking the tartars, Li Rusong turned his head to look aside, at this time the Mongolian Tatars in the entire camp had been completely annihilated, one of the Tartars of the night vigil was pierced through the throat by Li Chengliang, and the remaining thirteen unlucky eggs were seriously injured by Li Chengliang's self-made "10,000 enemies", and they were easily cleaned up by Ranger and Li Chengliang.

The rest of the men plucked the tartar's clothes and cut off their heads, and by the way gathered all the valuable things of the camp and the horses, and they turned on their horses and left the camp, leaving only 14 headless corpses and extinguished fires......

At the gate of the city, Li Chengliang took Li Rusong, carried 14 Tartar heads in his hands, parted ways with the rangers, and planned to return to the city in a hanging basket.

"Jie Ji, Li Xiucai, don't sleep well at home at night. What is this going to do? Suddenly, the city gate opened, rushed out a group of soldiers holding torches in their left hands and Qi knives in their right hands, surrounding Li Chengliang and Li Rusong father and son, in the firelight, Li Rusong was surprised to see: Luo Xin rode a high-headed horse and walked slowly, behind him were Xu Ding and Wang Xiaoer, who were tied up with flowers!