Chapter Eighty-Five: I Will Serve You
The Guangwu Army and the Yongxing Army, which were the main forces resisting the Northern Jin State, the prestige accumulated over a hundred years, and the foundation laid by generations.
Every populace of the Great Kang Dynasty wanted to believe in them.
Yun Feng naturally knew what they were thinking, and looked at the cold valley and cold howl that were guarding him.
The three of them could barely ride two of them and go to Xiangzhou Yanchang.
Now add the fat baby and the two girls.
Six people must not be able to ride forward.
But......
The opportunity to get to the royal family of the Ming Yuan is really rare.
Yun Feng thought for a moment: "Okay, I agree with you to join, but you must follow, and when you get to Dashi Town, I will buy a carriage and carry the two young ladies away." ”
Wang Zijin gave a slight salute: "That Zijin has thanked his son, and when he returns home, he will definitely come to the door to thank him." ”
"It's okay, let's leave now, otherwise it will be troublesome when the bandits find out." Yun Feng beckoned the two girls to follow, but he went around the woods and looked at the horse bandits in the small mountain village.
The horse bandits were sorting out the materials in the mountain village, and the personnel were scattered.
At this time, it seems that there are about 20 real horse bandits, and there are not many people who follow to pull supplies.
Yun Feng just watched them carefully, staring at their every move.
"Cold Valley, you don't look like they've just finished looting!" Yun Feng pointed to the horse team below.
A group of horse bandits were resting, and they took the horses to the side and fed them beans and water.
The horses seemed to have just undergone a vigorous exercise, and several people poured buckets of cold water on them.
"Horse bandits and war horses are almost dependent on each other, they usually pay great attention to the maintenance of war horses, and these war horses have obviously experienced vigorous movements." Hangu pointed to a few horse bandits below who were resting.
"Uncle, look, those horse bandits should be injured and are cleaning their wounds."
"Look at the baggage that hangs right away."
Looking down the place pointed by Hantani, the burden on the war horse was actually a little familiar.
"The burden of the swordsmen in the Shangfu caravan!" Yun Feng said in surprise.
Han said: "That's right, those swordsmen went to the field to trade, and this burden is their life, and now the burden appears here." ”
Needless to say, Yun Feng already knew that it was estimated that Shangfu and their convoy would be more auspicious.
"Alas......"
"Count him rich and unlucky."
Yun Feng didn't say much, watching these horse bandits wreak havoc in the house, searching out the food of every family, he really couldn't bear to continue watching.
"Let's dodge first, and then go down the trail to Big Rock Town." Yun Feng said and turned around and left.
Hangu looked back at the horse bandits again, they were still sorting out the packages, and a few of the horse bandits looked at the things that were separated from the packages, and their smiling teeth were exposed.
muttered in a low voice: "Uncle should have wanted to make them scapegoats a long time ago, count them unlucky." ”
As he spoke, he followed Yun Feng up the mountain together.
In this nameless mountain village, the nameless hill behind it is not high, and it has already circled to the side of the mountain in just ten minutes.
Hangu and Hanxiao tied the war horses to the trees, although the two war horses did not run with high intensity, but they were still tired of taking turns to take two people.
Hangu tied the horse to a small tree next to him, and took out the fried beans from his bag and fed them to the horse.
Han Xiao carried Xiuping's head and went to the depths of the grove, followed by the fat baby.
Neither of them cried, so they silently dug a pit and buried their heads in it.
The fat baby stood beside Han Xiao, and he didn't know what he said, and after a while, he walked in front of Yun Feng.
"Poof!" With a bang, he knelt on the ground.
"I want to serve you and avenge my mother in the future."
The fat baby is so thin that it is estimated that the people in the village can't afford to eat it all these years.
can live until now, God did not starve to death.
Now this little boy wants to take revenge, his strength is too weak, he needs a chance, he needs a collective, a collective that can allow him to take revenge.
looks at the fat baby who is unclothed and slender, and may not even be able to beat the wild dog at the entrance of the village.
Yun Feng pointed in the direction of the village: "Go, find out where the rest of them are, how many people there are in total, where are you going next, as long as you can find out clearly, let you work." ”
At the foot of the hill, the horse bandits were gathering, packing up the things in the village and returning with two cauldrons.
I guess it's time to start cooking.
These horse bandits were not in a hurry, and there were even people who were idle and piled the corpses of the villagers back together.
"Quack!" The crows in the sky crowed even more, waiting for the corpses below to rot, waiting for that gluttonous feast.
The fat baby didn't look at the people below, and she didn't care so much.
He promised on the spot: "Okay, I'll go!" ”
After saying that, the fat baby was already running down by herself.
Looking at his small body, that stubborn look.
Yun Feng beckoned to Han Xiao and said, "Bring some dry food and water to that kid, and listen to the information is a manual job." ”
Han Xiao, who had just buried Xiuping's head, listened to Yun Feng's words, and after being stunned, he hurriedly went to his bag to bring the prepared food and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.
I brought a lot of food in my bag.
The cooking skills of the chef class Xiaolou of Saifan Lou are quite exquisite, and the high-calorie marching package prepared by Yun Feng in advance is enough to make the fat baby kid full.
watched Han Xiao go down the mountain, caught up with the fat baby, and handed over the little burden.
Yun Feng also began to take rations.
The two girls looked curiously at the movements of Yun Feng's group.
The strange guards, who had been carrying a dead man's head just now, looked strange and scary, if they hadn't already experienced the fight and seen so many dead people, they would have screamed a long time ago.
The child who led the way was also strange, he had seen it in the village before, he was a more lively child, who knew that it was only a few hours, and now he was silent and honest behind them.
The only normal estimate is the son-in-law of the Han family in front of him.
At this time, I can't take care of too much hunger.
The maid came over pitifully: "Master Han, do you have any dry food?" Can you divide some of us. ”
Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, he said that he was from the Han family in Xiangzhou, I am afraid that he thought he was the son of the Han family.
"The girl misunderstood, in fact, I was in the seventh room of the Han family, and my surname is Yun Mingfeng." Yun Feng said, taking out two cloth bags from the package and handing them over.
"This is the marching dry food prepared by our Saifan Building, can you taste it?"
"Thank you." The maid didn't dare to say anything, so she took her things and bowed her head and left.
Miss Wang Zijin covered her hungry stomach, she had been on the road since last night, and only then did she catch up with the village this morning to worship her ancestors.
I never dreamed that such an unlucky encounter with horse bandits slaughtering the village, the guards were all dead, and the luggage I was carrying was gone.
Miss Wang, who is particular about not eating at noon, hasn't eaten for a day.
Now I watched the maid come back, and hurriedly took the things.
"Miss, this is for us from the one surnamed Yun." Since knowing that Yun Feng was just a son-in-law, the title of the little maid has changed.
Wang Zijin knew that his maid was usually a character who hated the poor and loved the rich, and when he heard the maid say this, he asked, "Learn to paint, what's wrong with you?" Did that boy offend you? ”
The little maid learned to paint and almost leaned in Wang Zijin's ear and said: "That son-in-law is not a descendant of the Han family at all, not even a side branch, he is a son-in-law." ”
Then he gave the two cloth bags to Wang Zijin: "This is the food he gave us, and he also specially said that it was the marching rations prepared by Saifanlou." ”
"Hmph, our young lady hasn't eaten anything, and I want you to remind me otherwise."