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Chapter 9: The Long Tassel (7)

He has always been true to his word, and when he went to Zheng Renzhi the next day, he showed the Wuhou crossbow and military training minutes offered by Zheng Ziming in front of all the soldiers. Immediately, he announced that he would write to the imperial court, recommending Zheng Ziming as the envoy of the Henghai Navy, General Yunlu, and picking up the book of the school and the military department.

"Mighty and mighty!"

"Zheng Jiedu is mighty!"

In an instant, the shouts rang out. All the generals, regardless of their official ranks, felt inexplicably excited. Without him, the army has always judged the level by ability, and Zheng Zi's record at the beginning of next year and his performance in the recent drill have long been in the eyes of everyone. Being granted a position of real power and moderation is a matter of course.

And even a person like Zheng Ziming, whose background is unclear, can sit on the throne with real power and dignity by virtue of his ability. As long as you exert enough strength when cleaning up the group of young children of the Holy Protector Army who have never been on the battlefield at all, you will not have to worry about not having enough rewards to get in the future.

"Hmph!" Among the elated faces, only Wang Jun, the envoy of the Xuanhui North Courtyard, was so angry that his face was blue. In his opinion, it is obvious that his kindness yesterday was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by Guo Wei and his son. Not only did it fail to stop Zheng Ziming's footsteps of adding an official to the knighthood, but it sent this person to Qingyun!

However, in front of hundreds of "soldiers", he could no longer obstruct him. can only stare at Zheng Ziming's chest with knife-like eyes, and his heart is secretly ruthless at the same time, in his lifetime, he must debunk Zheng Ziming's wolf ambition in broad daylight. Let Guo Jiaque'er understand how accurate his predictions were in the past, and how wise his advice was!

"Huh?" Zheng Ziming, who had just finished thanking Guo Wei, suddenly felt that the area between his eyes was numb, and instinctively turned his head sideways to look at Wang Jun's location. However, he found nothing. The moment Zheng Ziming felt hostility, the envoy of the Xuanhui North Courtyard shrank his body to the back row of the send-off procession. Then it quickly disappeared without a trace like a drop of water on the beach.

"Maybe this promotion is too fast, and it will make people jealous!" Zheng Ziming smiled, and then said goodbye to Guo Wei and turned around and returned to his own team.

As a "veteran" who has been between life and death several times, he trusts his instincts for danger. However, he didn't care much about this hidden hostility. Since he set out to eliminate the fortresses and gentry in Cangzhou, he has offended too many people. Enemies are almost all over the world. One or two more, and it doesn't matter at all.

Moreover, the position of the envoy of the Heng Navy should have belonged to him at the beginning of the year. It's too late to get your hands on it now. As for General Yunlu's dismissal and the addition of the rank of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, it is completely icing on the cake. Except for theoretically asking the court for two more portions, it does not play any other role.

With a little bit of happiness as he wished, half an hour later, he got on the horse and set off with Zheng Renzhi, Chai Rong and others. Passing through Beizhou, crossing Zhangshui, passing through Xingzhou, sleeping in the open air, working hard for more than half a month, and finally arrived at the city of Jizhou before the Liao army.

At this moment, Jizhou has lost contact with Shen and Qi on the border. The civil and military officials of the two places, it is said that they followed the previous officials, and chose to surrender without firing a single shot. Therefore, between Zhaozhou and Jizhou, most of the dangers were mastered by the Youzhou army, the vanguard of the Liao State. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】The plains are also full of scouts riding high-headed horses from the Liao Kingdom, coming and going, as if entering a no-man's land.

Gao Huaide was furious when he saw this, and without waiting for his own physical strength to recover enough, he asked the coach Zheng Renzhi for a general order, and took more than 100 cronies out of the city. Along the way, when encountering Liao scouts, regardless of whether the other party is a Khitan wolf soldier or a Youzhou eagle dog, he bends his bow and shoots.

Several groups of scouts who were close to the outside of Jizhou City were killed by surprise. In the blink of an eye, he cleaned it up. And that Gao Huaide hasn't been killed yet. Looking up and seeing that it was still early, he immediately sent a henchman with the head of the enemy army back to Jizhou City to make a mission. He took the rest of his cronies and killed them straight north along the dilapidated official road.

After a while, another scout appeared in front of them, about twenty people or so, all of them shaved the top of their heads, revealing their pale blue scalps. Seeing that there seemed to be a Central Plains cavalry approaching him quickly not far away, he was overjoyed. All of them whistled and rode their horses and bowed to meet the battle.

It's not that they are holding the big, since more than 20 days ago, they have waved their troops south, and along the way, whether it is a city or a fortress, everyone has fallen from the wind. Except for the occasional group of unconvinced green forest heroes who jumped out of the mantis arm as a car, the formal resistance, the Liao army did not encounter it at all. Therefore, the Khitan scouts habitually regarded Gao Huaide as another mantis who was not self-sufficient.

In addition, Gao Huaide's performance was too immature in the eyes of the Khitan scouts. Obviously, there are many people, but they don't take advantage of it, but they rush to the forefront. Obviously, he was still eighty or ninety paces away, so he couldn't wait to raise his riding bow, even though the riding bow only had an effective range of more than fifty paces.

"Hehehe, you are all back, Lao Tzu will go and capture him alive, and then let the elders of his family take money to redeem their lives!" Xiao Yehu, the leader of the scouts, waved his hand to his companions and ordered with a sneer.

The half-grown son of the white horse and silver helmet is obviously the son of a rich family. I don't even know the common sense that the range of a riding bow is far less than that of a horn bow, so I dare to aim at my side. And let him aim, as long as his arm doesn't feel sore. There are still sixty or seventy steps away, and at this distance, even if he shoots it, the feather arrow can only scratch Uncle Ben.

However, this itch is scratched a little hard. Before the smile on Xiao Ye's fox face dissipated, "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng", the sound of the bowstring had reached his ears. Immediately after, three cold rays of light followed each other in different directions, directly poking at him and the other two most conspicuous scouts beside him. From front to back, it poked in an instant.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck......" Xiao Yehu, whose throat was shot through, couldn't die for a while, let go of the reins, covered half of the arrow shaft with both hands, and shook it back and forth on the horse's back. Gao Huaide, who rushed over on horseback, didn't want to look at him more, swiped his left hand on his waist, wiped three feather arrows out of the quiver, and directly put them on the bowstring. Immediately after, leaning slightly sideways, his elbows pulled back continuously, "Whoosh!whoosh!", and another three-arrow shot through the other three stunned scouts.

"Ah——!" The remaining fourteen or five scouts realized that they had encountered a killing star. With a scream, he turned his horse and walked away. Where would Gao Huaide let them go? His legs lightly pressed into Lu's lower abdomen under his crotch, and the man and the horse chased after him like a bolt of lightning. While chasing, he continued to bend his bow and release arrows, shooting the scouts at the end of the line from their mounts one by one like picking persimmons.

"General, leave a few with us to try it!" The rest of the Gao family didn't worry about Gao Huaide's safety at all, and instigated their war horses, shouting and shouting to catch up, blocking the back and wings of their young master. As he passed by the dying scouts, he slashed the heads of the intruders.

There was only half a pillar of incense before and after, and the Khitan scouts who were ordered to spy on the military outside Jizhou City were only three lost dogs. They didn't have the courage to turn around and fight, and the upper half of their bodies were like plasters, clinging to the neck of the war horse. The two short and thick dog legs desperately slammed into the belly of the war horse.

Poor mount, irritated to the point that his eyes were red. Shhhh In the blink of an eye, they ran out of seven or eight miles, so that no matter how fast Gao Huaide behind accelerated, he couldn't close the distance between each other to the effective range of the Bright Moon Bow in his hand.

"Guts rats, it turns out that they only dare to bully the ordinary people!" Gao Huaide chased after the sweat on his forehead, but he was never able to achieve the results of the last three scouts who were bent on fleeing for their lives. He thrust his bow behind him, and quickly picked up a wooden repeater.

This is a sharp weapon that he used most of the Gao family's ancestral marksmanship to exchange from Zheng Ziming, and he hasn't used it yet, so he can't think of using it until he has to. And at this moment, it became his last reliance, and he soon reached chest level, his eyes looked through Wangshan, and he bit the back of a Khitan man's heart.

"Ding!" the trigger was quickly pulled, and a crossbow arrow without tail feathers whistled towards the target. The distance of more than 90 steps took less than a snap of a finger. Before the afterglow of the crossbow strings dissipated, the Khitan scouts who were targeted had already fallen.

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