Meng Xianxian was said by the little prince in a few words, and it was not okay not to agree. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she stood in a daze, looking back at this young man who was more ignorant of human feelings than herself, a little speechless.

It's just that the other party has a noble status, and after she is a businessman, she still has this bit of forbearance.

Zhan Kang was softly snorting back and forth, not knowing how to resolve the embarrassment caused by his younger brother, but at this time, it was Han Feng who opened his mouth first: "Miss Meng, since the little prince has spoken, you can stay for one night." There are too many bandits out there, and you're never safe as a girl. ”

Han Feng was kind-hearted, but Zhan Fan coincidentally joined in the excitement again: "Yes, yes, yes." What is a girl doing when she has nothing to do? Your family doesn't care. ”

At this moment, even Han Feng's face darkened, and he secretly scolded Zhan Fan for not being a mortal, how could he not open a pot every time, so accurate, so ...... It's irritating.

Meng Xianxian couldn't deal with the dignified prince after all, so she wisely chose to ignore Zhan Fan, and got off the donkey on the slope given by Han Feng: "Brother Han, thank you." It just so happens that I also want to see Jiuzhuo. Among the few people, she now trusts and relies on Han Feng the most. Han Feng saw that she was pitiful, and his heart softened, but then he was a little funny: If this girl knows that she is a descendant of the prince another day, she will not say that something will happen.

Zhan Kang nodded slightly at Han Feng with a little gratitude, and led everyone back to the barracks.

Speechless for one night.

Early the next morning, the army set out on the road. Meng Xianxian was entangled to death, regardless of Zhan Fan's various ridicules and ridicule, and finally stayed in the army. Although her kung fu is not as good as Zhan Fan and Han Feng, she is much stronger than ordinary garrison soldiers, not to mention that the Jade Top Fire Qilin and Jiu Zhuo complement each other well, and staying in the army is not a burden.

It's just that the soldiers around look at this eldest lady dressed as a man and feel a little strange, but after seeing a lot of strange things the night before, it is not strange now.

The person killed by Zhan Fan was confirmed by Yao Guping to be Sun Xiongfei, the second leader of the mountain bandits. This person is the most capable of fighting among the mountain bandits, and he uses a tiger-headed steel knife on weekdays, and twenty or thirty people can't get close. There are a thousand bandits under him, entrenched in the remote part of the official road to the west of Yunxiao Mountain, which is also the only way for Zhan Fan to go down the mountain to the Huadu of the Wind City.

Since Sun Xiongfei is dead, everyone is naturally curious about the whereabouts of the thousand bandits. Zhan Fan sold Guan Zi at this time, laughing and not saying a word. As a result, after the army set out, it walked less than 20 miles to the east, and saw a place of blood and water, and thousands of corpses fell on both sides of the official road.

The garrison of Windy City Huadu had not fought for a long time, and they had long felt unfamiliar with such a bloody scene. Therefore, when I saw the corpses, my first reaction was a collective nausea, followed by a collective gagmy appease.

Yao Guping pinched his nose and desperately suppressed his nausea, and ordered the thousands of soldiers who participated in the "rebellion" last night to do a good job of cleaning up the official roads. Zhan Kang had already led the horse to turn around and go a mile away, "out of sight is clean", Zhan Fan walked around the blood field with his hands on his chest, looking east and west, innocently as if these dead people had nothing to do with him, only Han Feng's face was as usual, and he calmly watched people cleaning the battlefield.

He remembered the days of Hongyuan.

At that time, he also did the work of cleaning the battlefield, and it can even be said that the most popular task among the prodigal soldiers at that time was to clean the battlefield.

Because that means better weapons, better protective clothing, and even better food and water. After overcoming the initial fear of death, the corpse was more like a cold little treasure trove for these soldiers. Of course, for the soldiers who came out of the Huadu of Windy City, Mo said that the mountain bandits had nothing on them, even if they had silver, it was not enough to go to Qingjiangxi for a cost.

What really shocked Han Feng was the appearance of these mountain bandits.

Each of them is skinny and has a rickety body, which is far from the imaginary image of the five big and three rough and heroic mountain bandits. Some of them even had their shirts peeled open, revealing deep hollow chests and ribs clearly visible, like skeletons.

Where are the mountain bandits, they are clearly hungry people.

Han Feng had also encountered hungry people on his way south from Changmen Mountain, and he remembered those who were so hungry that their eyes were red. I remember that they were like locusts crossing the border everywhere they passed, and even the grass roots in the field were eaten up, but these people were absolutely unable to defeat the regular army, so why would Qinghe City be in a hurry.

Moreover, the battle report sent by Qinghe City said that in addition to mountain bandits, there were also pirates.

As the name suggests, pirates are thieves on the sea, but Han Feng has never been to sea, and so is Bai Tong, so he really doesn't know much about those people. What's more, it is said that those are not generations, but a group of ugly-looking dwarfs, occupying several isolated islands overseas, in a vain attempt to become dominant.

Mountain bandits are civil strife, but internal strife colludes with foreign enemies, which will arouse the common hatred of all generations. But this was not the focus of Han Feng's attention, what he couldn't figure out at this moment was where the hungry people came from.

This year is a bumper harvest year, at least the 10,000 acres of fertile land near the Huadu of Windy City are harvested, and the granaries in the city and the grain storage places in the towns that the army passes through along the way are all full, and there is no shortage of grain at all.

Since the Marquis of Ouyang in Qinghe City and King Yue are bare-assed, if there is really a natural disaster and man-made disaster near Qinghe City that leads to a poor harvest, then how can he not ask King Yue for help?

What's more, if there is a famine in the lower reaches of the river, then the related disasters will occur at least in the spring and summer of this year, this news should have been transmitted to the Windy City Huadu through the traveler merchants, and as a member of the Jiangxing Gang, he should have received the news as soon as possible, how could he not know it at all?

Moreover, being able to organize the hungry people and become a bandit on the rampant side, organized, disciplined, and combative, this mountain bandit boss is definitely not a good type. He is not a reckless man like Sun Xiongfei, he should be an extremely smart person. In view of the fact that he had seen a lot of things about the official bandit family before, Han Feng couldn't help but suspect that the mountain bandits had a connection with the officials in the lower reaches of the river at this moment.

Is this official from Qinghe City? Even if it is, it shouldn't be Marquis Ouyang.

With such a question, he drove Jiuzhuo to stand on the bloody ground and pondered, Meng Xianxian tried to follow him, not to look at the terrifying limbs on the ground.

She was reprimanded by Zhan Fan early this morning. She has the heart to contradict, but Zhan Fan's every sentence is the so-called "big truth", but when Zhan Fan trained her, in front of everyone, Zhan Fan still has an identity that she can't contradict, so she held back the fire until she was diverted by these thousand corpses.

Only then did she know that these people were actually killed by Zhan Fan alone.

Looking sideways at the little prince who was underwhelmed and beaten walking around among the corpses, shaking her head from time to time, she felt a resurgence in her heart, so the question that had been stuffy for a long time finally came out: "Little prince, you killed them all, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Zhan Fan looked at Meng Xianxian with a very contemptuous gaze, and his eyes clearly revealed a sentence: You are a layman.

In his eyes, the only one who could barely be called an expert was Han Feng, so he looked at Han Feng happily and said, "Brother Han, you can definitely see it!"

Han Feng was thinking about the starving people, and was shouted by Zhan Fan "Brother Han", secretly thinking that this little prince did not recognize life. He didn't hear what Meng Xianxian asked, and he didn't know what Zhan Fan said, so he replied: "Huh?"

The little prince casually pointed to a corpse at his feet and said, "I remember that he was on my left side." He hit me with a stick, and I cut off his stick with a sword, and then stabbed him in the chest. But he was too fast, so he wasn't precise enough, and you see, he struggled on the ground for a while before he died. What was on his feet was the mark of the man's struggle.

There was a garrison soldier on the side who was cleaning up the corpse, and after listening to Zhan Fan's sincere and sincere explanation, he vomited out again with a "wow".

Meng Xianxian's face turned pale, and he rode away in disgust. Zhan Fan also frowned and waved his hand at the soldier before he said to Han Feng, "Brother Han, when are we going to compare?"

Han Feng was embarrassed for a while, thinking to himself how he hadn't forgotten these things after a night. He was just about to shirk it, when he heard Zhan Fan say again: "Hey...... It's not that I'm talking about my brother, how can I train such a group of useless soldiers. Brother Han, look at their appearance, where do they look like they are going to battle? When you see a dead person, they are all chirping, just like the big girl raised in the boudoir, even she is not as good as her. He stopped talking and pointed at Meng Xianxian.

Meng Xianxian didn't know how many times she had greeted Zhan Fan's ancestors before she barely pretended to smile, which could be regarded as his "praise".

Zhan Fan smiled at Meng Xianxian, gave a "you're welcome" expression, and said, "Even my brother himself ran far away." Brother Han, it's still up to you, your face doesn't change and your heart doesn't beat, you've been on the battlefield. ”

When he mentioned this, Han Feng remembered that he seemed to have told Zhan Kang that if he passed last night's catastrophe, he would tell his life experience completely. The brothers of the Zhan family finally met, and they talked all night last night, and they wanted to come to Zhan Kang to put this matter behind them. But now that Zhan Fan asked, it was not easy for him to deceive him.

So Han Feng nodded: "Yes." I've been on the battlefield. ”

"Really?" Zhan Fan's eyes lit up, "I haven't been on it! Brother Han, Brother Han, tell me more! Where did you join the army? Who did you fight? How many people did you kill?"

The little prince suddenly became a young man with a strong desire for knowledge, and Han Feng was helpless for a while, but as long as he didn't pester himself to fight, then everything could be endured. And Zhan Fan's call, Meng Xianxian was also curious, and rode to Han Feng's side, giggling: "Brother Han, I know that you are not an ordinary person! You have really been on the battlefield and become a big hero!"

Han Feng secretly felt ashamed, thinking to himself what kind of big hero he was, speaking of which, he was still a shameful deserter.

It's just that the other party put a high hat on him, so he has to talk in detail. This time, he did not hide the identity of his prodigal soldier, and because of Xing Hou's rebellion, he also told the story with his suspicions about Xing Hou, except for Liu Quan's matter and his own identity, everything else was explained in detail.

And when he talked about the past, he only felt like a picture, every scene of last year was let go from his eyes, those heart-warming past, heartache of the past, one by one came to his heart, it was a mixture.

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