The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the red sun is slanting westward.

On the flat post road, more than a dozen horsemen and horses were lightly armed and simple, galloping all the way in a low-key manner.

These dozen or so riders seem to be running scattered and random, but if you look closely, you will find that the riders in front and behind, left and right, are all cooperating with the rhythm of the person in the middle, and they invisibly form a barrier, just protecting the person in the middle.

"Commander, how many places are we going to go this time, how long will it take?" asked a thin rider in a low voice as he went.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, you've been with me for so long, don't you understand this rule?" was called the commander, and it was Zhao Rong, the commander of the Internal Affairs Department. He glanced at the guard and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

"Gu Chao, you kid, did you miss your daughter-in-law after just coming out for a long time?

"That is, if you want me to say, it doesn't matter how long he goes, anyway, following the commander, naturally the benefits of our brothers are indispensable. ”

......

The guards ridiculed, patted the sycophants, talked and laughed.

Zhao Rong was in the middle of the crowd, but he couldn't laugh at all.

Zhao Rong was ordered to go out of Beijing this time to recruit new soldiers with Chen Ruoping. Zhao Rong originally thought that the minister of the Qin mission should have the prestige and pomp of the minister, so he applied to the emperor Hang Xiao for the transfer of a thousand Lin Wei to accompany him, so as to reflect the dignity and majesty of the imperial court.

Who knew that the hateful Chen Ruoping disagreed, saying that the right guard of the Central Army is now only an empty shell, and the 120,000 Yulin guards have to guard the palace and temporarily assist in guarding the Beijing Division, and the manpower is not enough, so it must not be transferred again, otherwise the safety of the Beijing Division will not be guaranteed. Moreover, this time I am only walking in the territory of Sweden, where do we need so many troops to accompany me? If we really want to bring so many people there, on the one hand, it will increase the pressure on the local reception, and on the other hand, it will also affect the speed of marching, and thus ultimately affect the speed of this conscription.

When Emperor Hang Xiao heard Chen Ruoping say this, he immediately agreed with Chen Ruoping's opinion, and decided to carry out this conscription lightly, and all pomp and grandeur should make way for speed, and strive to recruit sufficient soldiers in the shortest possible time to relieve the national defense pressure of domestic and foreign troubles.

So, Zhao Rong was very forced to bring only a dozen guards with him.

These dozen or so guards are all Zhao Rong's personal guards, and they do not belong to the sequence of the Swiss army. All of them were born in martial arts, all of them were extraordinary, and they only listened to Zhao Rong's orders. In order to build this escort team, Zhao Rong has invested a lot of money in the past few years, and the weapons, equipment, horses, etc. are all selected from the best. In terms of skills and equipment alone, these dozen or so guards are much more elite than many Swiss troops, especially Zhao Jinsong, the captain of the escort team, who is very skilled, and may not be comparable to the eighteen masters of the Central Army, but it is more than enough than ordinary masters.

With such an elite guard accompanying you, the robbers and horse thieves who are blocking the road and robbing will definitely be able to chop melons and vegetables, so the safety and security along the way should not be a problem. But Zhao Rong was a person who cherished his life very much, and for the sake of insurance, he still put away all the pomp and circumstance of the minister, and ordered all the people in his party to change into ordinary clothes and act in a low-key manner, so as not to cause trouble.

They set off from the capital in the morning and rushed along the official road to the first stop of the conscription, Wulong Town. Chen Ruoping originally said that he was going to set off with Zhao Rong and them, but he didn't know why he temporarily delayed the trip (in fact, he was sending Mo Cong to the Zuowei station). Zhao Rong just didn't want to go all the way with Chen Ruoping, a nasty guy, so he just found an excuse to lead the guards to go first.

They hurried and low-key for a day, and now they had reached the foot of Shuanglong Mountain, which was less than thirty miles away from Wulong Town. Seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the guards were naturally in a relaxed mood and full of laughter at the thought that they would be able to eat and drink as they normally would, and that they would be able to get some filial piety silver along the way.

Zhao Rong saw that the surrounding mountains and forests were dense and dangerous, and his heart suddenly felt a little hanging.

"Stop talking, you guys!" cheer me up, and look carefully at the road ahead and the woods beside me. Zhao Rong glanced left and right twice, and scolded in a low voice.

"Commander, with a few of our guards, you can put your heart in your stomach!" a guard said with a smile: "Those horse thieves and robbers can also bully and bully the common people, and when they meet us, they will die one by one, and they will die ...... one pair."

Sou......

A feathered arrow burst into the air with a powerful sound, and the triangular arrow instantly passed through the guard's neck and emerged from the front of his throat. Before the guard could finish speaking, he was shot through the throat with an arrow, and then fell to the ground without saying a word.

Whoosh...

More than a dozen black-roded iron-barred three-edged feather arrows came one after another, with a strong wind sound, and the strength was amazing.

"Alert!"

Zhao Jinsong, the leader of the guards, quickly swung his knife to remove the oncoming arrows, and whistled to remind everyone to protect Zhao Rong. The guards were all agile, and they drew their swords in their hands, picking and choosing, and soon swept away a rain of arrows.

"The people in front listened, obediently put the silver on the ground, and the uncle spared you from death. ”

"Put the knife down and leave the horses behind!"

......

A group of men and horses flashed out of the dense forest on the right side of the road, with thirty or forty horsemen, shouting loudly and rushing towards Zhao Rong and them, firing arrows as they rushed.

For a time, the horses' hooves roared, and the arrows rained down.

Poof

Zhao Rong's guards, two or three guards were immediately hit by arrows, and one of the war horses was also slightly injured.

"Jinsong, you led everyone to resist me and kill these horse thieves. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Rong immediately gave a death order, asking the guards to fight bravely to kill the thief. But he himself lifted the reins of his horse and was ready to slip away.

"My lord, I don't think these people are ordinary horse thieves. You must not leave us five steps away, otherwise it will be difficult to take care of us. Zhao Jinsong commanded the guards to fight and retreat, and in his busy schedule, he used the hilt of his knife to knock open a feather arrow, and pulled Zhao Rong with his hand, telling him not to rush away, so as not to fall into an ambush.

Zhao Jinsong is a martial arts master, and his vision is very clever. Zhao Rong had always trusted this guard leader, and when he heard him remind him, he no longer dared to slip away alone.

The guards protected Zhao Rong and fought and retreated, and in a hurry, a few people were dispatched to fight back with bows and arrows. It's a pity that they are few and weak, and a few arrows can only delay the opponent's coming, but it is difficult to pose any threat to the other party.

With a few rounds of long-range suppression from a rain of arrows, the horse thieves quickly rushed forward.

"Scatter!"

As the leader of the horse thieves cleared up, the horse thieves put away their bows and arrows in unison, and their sabers were unsheathed one after another. The entire team of horse thieves quickly split in two, and murderously snatched from the two loaves of bread.

Swish!

The white light flashed, and a snow-bright saber slashed obliquely with the momentum of the war horse's forward rush.

One of the guards hurriedly raised his knife to meet him.

Zheng Zheng!

Two sabers of the same caliber struck each other in the air, making a piercing sound.

The two exchanged a few moves in an instant. The guard was a skilled practitioner, and he quickly found a flaw in the shadow of the other party's sword.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to take advantage of the gap to solve the other party.

Swish!

Another saber slashed horizontally, just to make up for the flaw exposed by the previous horse thief. Leng Sensen's blade slashed across the guard's neck, sending up a cloud of blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, five or six guards were already lying on the ground. Their martial arts were originally slightly higher than those of these horse thieves, but unfortunately the other party was outnumbered, and they cooperated with each other very skillfully.

"You... Who are you? Dare to stop the officials of the imperial court, are you not afraid of a thousand knives?" Zhao Rong has been pampered above the temple for a long time, where has he ever seen such a killing scene like a Shura field. Seeing that the guards who were still laughing just now would become cold corpses in the next moment, and the blood from the severed limbs was also scattered everywhere, Zhao Rong suddenly trembled with fright. In a hurry, he shouted inwardly, hoping that his status as an official of the court would make the other party fearful, and maybe he would be able to save his life.

"Haha, Zhao Rong, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be? Lao Tzu killed you, the dog official. The leader of the horse thieves swung his knife and slashed down one of the guards, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Rong coldly.

Looking at each other, Zhao Rong shivered.

Zhao Rong didn't know the other party's eyes, but the hatred and murderous aura in those eyes made him feel a sense of déjà vu. On this trip, Zhao Rong thought that he had done a very secretive and low-key job, but the horse thief in front of him directly called out his name and threatened to kill him, which ...... What the hell is going on?

Swish!

Just when Zhao Rong was stunned, the leader of the horse thieves backhanded a knife, and the slender saber was stained with blood, drawing a red arc of light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Be careful, adults!" Zhao Jinsong, the leader of the guards, was resisting the attack of the five horse thieves alone, and suddenly saw that the situation on Zhao Rong's side was critical, so he put his saber up in his busy schedule and blocked Zhao Rong's face.

Zheng!

The two knives struck, and the blood on the blade of the horse thief leader was thrown on Zhao Rong's face with inertia, making Zhao Rong's vision blood-red.

"Help!" Zhao Rong thought it was his own blood, and immediately screamed like a pig.

With his shouting, the four sabers that were besieging Zhao Jinsong slashed at Zhao Jinsong at the same time, making a few muffled sounds, which sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"Die!" Zhao Jinsong shouted angrily, swept his arms like a mad tiger, and cut off the five horse thieves besieging him. Only then did everyone realize that the fifth saber had been snatched by Zhao Jinsong in his hand for some time, and the bright red blood beads were sliding down from the blade.

"You're a man, but it's a pity that you followed a dog by mistake!" The leader of the horse thieves sighed as he looked at Zhao Jinsong, who was holding knives in both hands and with four knives embedded in his body. The movement of his hand accelerated, and a saber slashed left and right, and the move did not leave Zhao Rong's vital point.

"Entrusted by people, loyal to people!" Zhao Jinsong waved his double knives in front of Zhao Rong, and endured severe pain to resist the attack of the leader of the horse thieves. He was covered in bruises and blood, and his face was unrecognizable.

The sabers struck, and a few drops of blood splashed on Zhao Rong's face.

"Help!" Zhao Rong screamed again in fright.

"Shoulder to shoulder, clear!" The leader of the horse thieves was already a little impatient when he saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and Zhao Rong shouted like this, and his heart was even more irritable, so he greeted the horse thieves with a code language, and asked them to kill Zhao Rong first.

Boom

Several sabers suddenly turned around, and they all beckoned to Zhao Rong, like a fine knife net, about to chop Zhao Rong into meat sauce.

"Ahh......h