It's warmer than the futon you sleep on at night."

When a few people were still sighing, Chu Liqian pulled his cotton clothes, stepped into the door of the hall with a proud face, and grabbed Li Xingchen's arm.

"You, it's too much of a fuss, it's not the first time you've seen Xianggong's ability."

Chu Li is a person who is very afraid of the cold, and rarely goes out in winter. After wearing this cotton coat, she can go wherever she wants, regardless of the wind and snow.

Yuan Wanshan looked at it and asked tentatively, "City Lord, why don't you take off that piece on your body and give it to me?"

Li Xingchen glanced at his figure up and down, he was wide and fat, and he could barely get in if he lost half of his weight, right?

Yang Furen directly quipped: "Try it on for you, then the city lord's dress will be scrapped."

"Don't worry, there will be one when the time comes, but now the snow is heavy, and the materials are not convenient to be transported in large quantities!"

"Really?" Yuan Wanshan's eyes changed and changed. There is excitement, excitement and gratitude.

As the night passed, the snow had accumulated to the height of a person's calf.

People now don't go out if they can.

Of course, they are also very well informed about some information.

For example, the lord of the city invented a new gadget, called a cotton coat, and gave one to his wife and his beloved subordinate apprentices, which was said to be very warm, and he didn't want to take it off when he put it on.

They were all discussing whether the city lord could mass-produce this magical garment, so that there would be no fear of wind and cold in winter.

As long as the price is not outrageously expensive, it is necessary to have one in winter.

There were also people who braved the wind and snow to come to the door to inquire, but unfortunately they were all sent back by the soldiers guarding the door.

Actually, Li Xingchen does have this plan. But that's all

It was his first year of planting cotton, planting some in a small area, and he wanted to produce some of it first to see the effect and how the benefits were, but he never thought that the news would spread so quickly.

I have clearly told them not to run out and show off. As a result, in just one day, the people of the entire Lingzhou knew about it?

He had a gut feeling that a conspiracy was coming at him.

After all, only a few henchmen knew about this, and it was impossible for them to run out and talk nonsense, and the news leaked too suddenly.

He decided to go to the post house on the edge of the city to pick up the cotton himself.

After ordering Yuan Wanshan to stay in the City Lord's Mansion to guard, he set off with Dugu Ling and a thousand male soldiers.

It was too cold, and everyone rode out of the street, and the wind blew on their faces along the way.

This knife-like feeling is extremely uncomfortable, and I have no choice but to slow down the speed of riding.

At this moment, on the path outside the post station, the road that was originally snow-white Kaikai was already bright red.

The sound of swords clashing, wailing, and screaming shook the sky.

Zhang Si and the others are killing the enemy sharply.

There were 1,000 escorts guarding the cotton with Zhang Si, but there were also 1,000 masked black-clothed men on the other side.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but the ground was full of corpses.

Zhang Si's eyes were red, "Who are you?"

On Li Xingchen's order, he sent the money to Connecticut and met these black-clothed people soon after he returned, and the other party killed them without saying a word.

"Hurry up and hand over the cotton, I can spare you from dying." A man in black yelled.

The two sides continued to fight.

Obviously, the transport team guarding the cotton clothes was no match for the man in black at all, the other party was well-trained, and obviously not some deflated three-hitters.

Zhang Si took people to Connecticut to harvest cotton, but he didn't think that someone would be ambushed, so he didn't go to be well-trained soldiers.

"Want cotton? Die." Zhang Si roared angrily, looking at his fallen companions one by one, he was angry and anxious.

"Brothers can't fall, the city lord will come soon, you must hold on. Holding on is victory, and it is glory."

Zhang Si kept yelling, wanting to give his companion a stimulant shot.

At the same time, he was also very scared in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't retreat, and if he retreated, he would definitely die.

For him, it is not cotton in the post station, it is Li Xingchen's trust in him and his great future.

So even if he was so scared that he trembled, he had to fight to kill the enemy while dodging the opponent's attack.

In fact, he didn't know if Li Xingchen would come over, he felt that the number of people on both sides was equal, as long as his side insisted on holding on, the cotton would definitely not be robbed.

The transport team at the scene was encouraged by him, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, they regained their vitality again, and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

It's a pity that this kind of verbal incentive won't last long, the man in black is too strong and fierce, and it won't be long before the convoy will be killed.

The only way to hold the cotton is for Li Xingchen to bring real fighters over, but is this possible? Zhang Si was already on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, the sound of neat footsteps not far away, like mountains and rivers, hundreds of black shadows rushed towards the post station.

Zhang Si saw the person coming clearly, his eyes lit up, God was moved by himself, the city lord really brought someone here.

"Brothers, do you see, the lord of the city is here, and the victory is ours."

At this moment, he cried with joy and trembled more and more.

For a while, the members of the transport team became more and more excited, as if they were infused with endless power.

The city lord came over, which means that the danger this time has been lifted, and none of the men in black will be able to escape.

The convoy, which was about to be killed, is now completely alive.

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank suddenly, how could Li Xingchen come in person?

"Withdraw. Everyone, get out!" A man in black stared at the rushing Li Xingchen team and roared through gritted teeth.

It's clear that if you are a little closer, you will be able to kill all these convoys and snatch all the cotton! But Li Xingchen actually came, it's really damned!

"Withdraw!" At the command again, the men in black all withdrew their hands and wanted to escape.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Si wanted to stop it, but the transport team was lying on the ground exhausted, and couldn't catch up with the man in black at all. He didn't do much on his own, he just watched them leave.

By the time Li Xingchen arrived, the man in black had already fled without a trace.

"City Lord, you're finally here." Zhang Si threw away the knife in his hand, "Fortunately, you came in time, otherwise we would have wiped out the whole army!"

"Do you know who sent them?" Li Xingchen's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the corpses underground.

Nearly half of the 1,000 convoys died, and almost all the rest were wounded.

"I don't know." Zhang Si shook his head.

This scene is almost indistinguishable from the Shura field, and the expressions of the survivors are all sad and indignant.

Li Xingchen gritted his teeth, "Give the dead brothers a generous burial, and then give their families a pension of 50,000 yuan."

He must investigate this matter clearly, no matter who it is, he will make the other party pay the corresponding price.

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