Just as Gongsun Yan's convoy slowly drove into the Guzhu Manor, a yellow horse galloped out of the dense forest next to the wall.

A small thin man crouched on his horse and galloped westward.

When he had passed the pass, another man joined him with his horse.

The two men and four horses took over the gallop, and the speed was extremely fast, and about half an hour, they came to a valley camp.

The camp was rudimentary, with only a wall made of logs, in disrepair, slanted and tilted, and almost effortlessly enough to burrow into an adult at its widest point.

On one side of the cliff is a row of low, dilapidated longhouses, with large cracks in the loess walls, and thatched bundles on the roof blown by the fierce cold wind.

Due to its location, it was very damp, with large patches of mildew and moss on the walls.

Two peeping knights led the panting horses all the way to the innermost part of the camp.

There is an open school field, and the originally compacted ground is unmaintained and potholes.

In front of a protruding cliff at the back of the school grounds, there is a large log shack.

Compared to the longhouse on the outside, this shack is obviously much more decent.

A large brazier was lit in the center of the lobby, which could accommodate 100 people, and the side of the basin was smoked with half an inch of soot.

At this time, many people gathered in the shack.

They are of all ages, some wear kudzu cloth undergarments, some wear a single piece of two-dang armor, and some wear the sheepskin fur of the Hu people.

Long knives and short daggers, everyone wore weapons, all of them had unkempt hair, and the face was stained by years of unwashed faces.

At this time, these people gathered together and talked loudly.

The two knights who were peeping returned, and someone immediately greeted them.

Some people are distressed to take two yellow horses to wipe their sweat, the winter essence is insufficient, people are not enough to eat, how can there be soybean meal to feed the horses.

The yellow horses were so thin that their ribs could be seen, and their physical strength was insufficient, and they were out of breath after only running for a while.

Someone else scooped a big spoonful of cold water with a gourd scoop for the two thin men who were snooping.

The two of them didn't pick either, and took a sip and drank dry.

Seeing that the two of them had returned, all the people in the hall began to ask questions.

"How's it going?"

"Is the little lady really here? Is the white horse righteous with him really as elite and majestic as rumored in the Lingzhi City? ”

For a while, there was a lot of noise in the hall, and the two knights were hugged into the house.

"Don't make any noise!" A low, powerful voice shouted, a sound so penetrating that it shook people's ears like thunder.

The owner of the voice was obviously very prestigious, and everyone stopped talking and looked at the place where the center line of the lobby was headed.

There was a grinded straw mat and a desk, on which was placed a clay pot filled with cloudy wine, and a wooden spoon was propped diagonally over it.

Next to the clay pot is a large empty lacquer plate.

A tall, fat man sat behind a desk.

This strong man is about forty years old, and his face is like a steel needle.

He clutched a torn fat in his hand, with a layer of oil on his lips and some minced meat scattered on his belly.

"How's it going?" The fat man asked the two snooping knights.

Goo ————

Before he could answer, he heard a long bowel sound.

At first, the thin man covered his stomach in embarrassment, and in order to find out the news, he went out before dawn.

Even a mouthful of uncooked bean porridge was not drunk, until the sun was sinking at this time, and he was already extremely hungry in his belly.

A hint of disdain flashed in the fat chief's eyes, and he tore up half of the chicken skeleton that had no meat on the side, and threw it into the ground like feeding the dog.

The thin man immediately picked it up on the yellow clay ground, chewed it with the soil on it and the chicken bones.

"How's it going?" The fat leader asked again.

"The little lady brought a lot of horses and baggage, with infantry in front, and many civilians behind her. There were many knights on white horses cruising around the procession. ”

"The specific number is not clear, the other party has a sentry patrol, and he doesn't dare to get too close."

"Those knights are riding tall horses from the Northland, and they are unusually strong."

"Are there really so many cavalry?" Someone asked in a trembling voice, thinking back to his disgrace a few days ago, and his heart began to beat a drum.

The thin man had a small chicken bone in his mouth, and a trace of fear flashed on his face, "Those knights are all wearing that kind of strange-looking black robes, which are easy to recognize, and they all carry bows and knives. It must be a white horse. ”

"Hey—" The hall suddenly sighed.

They are all part of this lonely bamboo manor, some are homeless people, and some are originally border soldiers.

The Lone Bamboo Manor has not been inhabited by its owner for a long time, and they are grouped together, but they are just doing some small tricks to oppress the shady households and the hundreds of workers, and they only dare to squeeze some oil and water on the heads of those duckweed-like helpless shady households.

But no matter how hard he tries, these bones and scum can't squeeze two taels of oil, and the poor ghost can't get any benefits, so he only compensates for it with his wife and daughter at every turn.

Those dry women brought home only one more mouth to eat.

A month ago, Xuan Niangzi, who came to hunt, revealed the news that General Gongsun was defeated and self-immolated, and the whole family was gone.

The Lonely Bamboo Manor will be in the hands of Xuan Niangzi.

Their minds drifted and they wanted to curry favor with their new masters

Unexpectedly, some of the disabled old troops and stewards Zhou Xing who had retired from Gongsun Zhan's army had a stinky and hard attitude, and they were unwilling to obey the dispatch of Xuan Niangzi.

Because there is an excellent hot spring in the village, Xuan Niangzi comes every year for winter or spring hunting, and the Zhou steward is treated as a distinguished guest.

But when the news of General Gongsun's defeat came, Steward Zhou expelled Xuan Niangzi as a villain from the magpie's nest.

They naturally wanted to defend their new masters, so they clashed with the old, weak, sick and disabled led by Zhou Xing several times.

At that time, I thought, Xuan Niangzi, the most favored daughter of the head of the family, will the news be fake?

I never thought that the news was really fake!

The real owner of the manor, Yan Niangzi, is not only alive, but has also arrived at Lingzhi!

This puts them in a very awkward position.

There have been several violent clashes before, and there have even been casualties, which have completely torn the skin.

Now that the owner of the manor has returned, how should they deal with themselves?

The returning home of the Lord was not what they expected, no longer supported, weak as a silk flower.

On the contrary, more than 200 horsemen who had frightened the Hu people to retreat accompanied by the white horse righteous followers, it is said that with less to win more, almost all of them annihilated the Aduna who was wandering in Lulong Qian'an.

What's more, they were also cut off from supplies by the supervisor Zhou Xing.

They are originally dependent on the Lord's family, but they can be disposed of by the Lord's family at will, what will be the fate waiting for them?

Thinking of this, the hall was suddenly full of sorrow, and they looked at the fat leader one by one, hoping that he would come up with an idea!

He was the leader in the first place, and he should be responsible for coming up with an idea at this time!

For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on the fat leader, and there was silence in the field, just waiting for him to speak.

However, before he could speak, an unruly voice sounded: "What about the large number of people? If we all gather and control a lot of people, besides, everyone has lived here for many years and is familiar with the terrain, so we may not be able to defeat them! ”

There was a pause in the field, and then someone echoed viciously: "That's right, we are familiar with every inch of place here, every mountain pass, and we may not be able to fight!" ”

There was chaos in the hall for a while, some people shouted cheers for themselves, and some people wailed and persuaded not to go against the Lord's house.

At this time, the fat leader, his face sank like water, stared directly at the young man with a rebellious expression who had just spoken.