The war horse galloped, and soon left the Beijing division and entered the Hebei territory.

The originally gloomy sky, at some point, began to have snowflakes falling sparsely, and there was a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

Bang!

The horse's hooves touched something a little stiff, Lu Fan frowned and pulled the reins, and the brocade guard behind him suddenly slowed down and stopped.

Yin Cheng dismounted and glanced at the side of the road, where a man with a blue face was lying.

Stretching out his hand to probe his snort, Yin Cheng said: "My lord, there is still a little gas, if you pour hot soup to save it, there is still a possibility of survival, let's save it?"

"Since you have encountered it, you naturally can't see death without help!"

Lu Fan sighed, "This is not yet the real cold winter wax moon, and people have already begun to freeze to death, and it is estimated that there are many people, and they can't see the spring of the next year!"

Yin Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, this ghost weather, in recent years, has been getting colder and colder year by year, looking at this day, this year is like heavy snowfall." ”

As he spoke, he took off the kettle at his waist and began to pour hot soup into the man's mouth, and beside him, Wang Ding'an took a coat from his horse and put it on the man.

Shen Lian also had a worried face, "Every year in the cold winter, many people freeze to death. Fortunately, the disaster relief of the imperial court was in place before, and there was no major chaos. Your Majesty has newly ascended the throne this year, and I wonder if the princes of the court are ready for disaster relief!"

"Heh......" Lu Fan laughed, now that the Donglin Party is a big family, it is estimated that those so-called court officials are busy cleaning up the remnants of the eunuch party, how can they care about the lives of the people.

Since the last time he advised Zhu Youzhen, the other party did not agree with his concept, Lu Fan no longer had any hope for Emperor Chongzhen, who could not be helped.

Since the emperor couldn't help him, Lu Fan secretly had a plan in his heart, relying on others, it was better to rely on himself.

Rather than the Ming Empire being destroyed in the frenzy of homeless people, and finally cheapening the people outside the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it is better to cheapen him Lu Fan!

Let's not talk about the righteousness of the family and the country, the reason that he doesn't like to have a pig's tail and long braids on his head is enough for him to raise troops to fight for the world!

Li Zicheng can fight, I can't fight? The Manchu Qing can sit down, I can't sit down?

Of course, it is still too early to fight for the world or anything, and the first step to do is to get the most important first venture capital from Wei Zhongxian!

In these years, if you have no money in your hands, even if you are a brother, you may not be willing to accompany you to fight the world!

"My lord, this man is alive!"

After pouring a few mouthfuls of thick soup, the man who was almost frozen finally had a hot breath, although his eyes were still a little open, but anyway, his life was saved.

This can only be regarded as a small episode in the hurry, after passing through a small town and putting the man in the inn, Lu Fan and the others continued to rush towards the front non-stop.

Along the way, the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and there were more and more frozen dead on the side of the road, most of them were old people in ragged clothes, because the wind and snow collapsed the houses and died on the way to escape.

"This world is really difficult!" Shen Lian looked at it a little unbearable.

"What are the local officials doing, just watching the people under their rule freeze to death and starve to death?"

Most of the nearly 100 people under Lu Fan's command were on duty in the capital, and it was the first time to leave Beijing to carry out a mission.

"Let's go!"

Lu Fan didn't say much, Wei Zhongxian was in power before, although he was not a thing, but the people he looted were merchants and gentry, but he didn't toss much about ordinary people.

Now it's good, as soon as the so-called Donglin true gentlemen come to power, the life of the people is even more difficult than before.

"It's really time for this world to change!"

.......

On November 6, the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in front of a hostel in Nanguan, Fucheng County, Hebei Province, Lu Fan and others finally blocked Wei Zhongxian's men.

Unlike the thousands of guards before Wei Zhongxian left Beijing, there are only two or three hundred guards guarding in front of the hostel now, and most of them are panicked after seeing Lu Fan's group of brocade guards appear, and they have great plans to escape.

In fact, anyone can see that Gonggong Wei, who was once in power, has lost power, and because of this, along the way, many guards secretly left the team, and just arrived at the border of Hebei, and more than half of the team dispersed.

"Protect Grandpa Wei!"

Of course, there were also dead soldiers who were truly loyal to Wei Zhongxian who were unwilling to be captured, holding long knives and launching a charge one by one.

"Whew!"

Lu Fan flashed sideways, and with a slight slash of the embroidered spring knife in his hand in mid-air with spiral strength, an attacking black-clothed dead soldier was cut off his throat as if he had sent his neck up, and he fell to the ground!

"Kill!"

Shen Lian, Lu Jianxing and the others took out the long knives at their waists, and in the metal accent of the long knives coming out of the sheath, they rushed away one by one.

The cavalry rushed to kill the infantry, and without forming a military formation and cooperating with all arms, the infantry was basically slaughtered one-sidedly against the cavalry.

Almost two or three back and forth, the corpses of dozens of dead soldiers under Wei Zhongxian's command were spread all over the ground, and they really became "dead soldiers".

In the process of fighting, the rest of the guards, who had already begun to hesitate and were at a loss, suddenly scattered and fled one by one, without the intention of swearing to protect Gonggong Wei to the death.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Zhongxian, who originally had hundreds of people gathered around him, was no longer alone, and everyone betrayed his relatives, looking a little lonely.

"In this mission, Shen Lian should be the first to take the lead!"

Being able to wipe out the rebels so cleanly and neatly has nothing to do with the war horses ridden by a group of brocade-clothed guards.

And these war horses were obtained by Shen Lian from the original Jinyi Wei Qianhu, and now the Jinyi Wei commander Lu Wenzhao.

If there is no benefit of the war horse, not to mention whether they can catch up with Wei Zhongxian and the others, this battle alone will have to be a bloody battle, and it will definitely not be so easy to end the battle in a few rounds.

"This Qianhu looks a little familiar, have we seen it somewhere?"

Wei Zhongxian walked out of the hostel, in the wind and snow, his much older body looked a little clumsy, his originally ruddy face was already full of wrinkles, and his scattered hair was not taken care of in the slightest, looking a little sloppy.

"This official Lu Fan, on the orders of His Majesty, is here to send Grandpa Wei on the road!"

The experience of disguising himself as a eunuch in the palace, Lu Fan naturally did not have the intention of saying it, and after briefly introducing himself, he flicked his fingers on the embroidered spring knife in his hand.

Sonor!

The sound of the impact of gold and iron was extremely clear and piercing in the solemn air, and the next moment, Lu Fan had a calm face and said coldly: "Will Gonggong Wei leave by himself, or will the official send you away?"