In the melodious sound of the trumpet, the steppe army set off. Although most of the grassland soldiers were still a little reluctant to give up on this Sizhou county town where there were still a lot of treasures, their shaman told them that there was a huge amount of wealth in Jinling City ahead that they could not have imagined.

In addition, it is also the place where the most beautiful women of the Dayu Dynasty are located. As long as they take it, they will take the goods, the beautiful women, and the killings.

Under such a huge temptation, these prairie soldiers turned red-eyed. An irrepressible desire has risen in their hearts.

But among these excited crowds, there was one person with a sad face. This person is Lao Zhang, who was forcibly taken over by the grassland tribe.

Although he had not been harmed since he was captured by the grassland tribes, Lao Zhang still had a deep fear and hatred for these grassland tribes in his heart.

It's not about personal vendettas, it's about being ruthless in the country. Originally, he only thought that these grassland barbarians grabbed him and just wanted to let him explain the situation in Sizhou County, after all, he was a native of Sizhou County.

So when those grassland soldiers began to prepare to leave the county seat of Sizhou, he began to worry about whether his life could be saved.

After all, now he has completely lost his usefulness. But just as he was ready to die, the steppe soldiers pulled him and threw him on a warhorse.

This made Lao Zhang a little puzzled. But then the steppe soldier explained to him why.

It turned out that it was the young steppe shaman from before who asked to bring him with him. Although he didn't understand the effect of the other party's request to bring him in, his intuition told him that if he was coerced by these steppe tribes again, he would eventually be forced to become a traitor.

Thinking that he would become a traitor, Lao Zhang's heart was a hundred unwilling. Just as he was anxiously at a loss, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

"Daddy! You keep looking ahead, don't look around! When he heard this voice, Lao Zhang's heart suddenly beat wildly, and he himself felt that his chest was like a war drum beating wildly.

Although Lao Zhang really wanted to look around to see where his son was, he finally tried to restrain his thoughts.

Because once he looked around, he would inevitably attract the attention of those steppe barbarians. At that time, his son may be discovered.

"Dad, don't speak, listen to me, I'll find an opportunity to drag you to my horse after leaving the city immediately, don't panic." Although Zhang Wenlong's voice was small, Lao Zhang really listened to every word.

But after Lao Zhang heard this, his body immediately trembled involuntarily. Seeing his father's body trembling suddenly, Zhang Wenlong thought that Lao Zhang was unwell.

But then he saw his father shaking his head constantly, clearly telling himself not to do it.

"What's wrong with you, old man?" The grassland soldiers who had been in charge of guarding Lao Zhang were originally in front.

As soon as he turned around, he noticed something unusual about Lao Zhang, so he lowered his horse's speed and posted it to ask.

"Oops! This good little old man just felt a cramp in his abdomen and was afraid of ······" Lao Zhang saw that the grassland soldiers came up to ask him, so he immediately made a twisted gesture and said embarrassedly.

"Colic?" The grassland soldier couldn't help frowning when he heard Lao Zhang's statement.

"Hero, Xiao Lao'er means that I want to go and make it easier!" Lao Zhang saw that the grassland soldier didn't understand what he meant, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"Hey! Isn't it just going to! You Dayu people are not tired of panicking. The grassland soldier immediately understood what Lao Zhang meant.

"You can solve it in that alley, and I'll wait for you at the mouth of the alley, but you have to hurry up and don't delay the march." The grassland soldier had seen that Mu Hua Li Falcon was quite polite to this old Zhang before, so he didn't dare to embarrass him.

Lao Zhang thanked him and hurriedly trotted into the alley. But when he entered the alley, he found that the alley was actually a very short alley, and people outside could see the bottom of the alley at a glance.

But this is the case, he can only bite the bullet and go in, and then pretend to unbuckle his belt and squat down. At the same time, Zhang Wenlong and An Su also slowed down at the first time, and then quickly slipped into another alley while the grassland soldiers were not paying attention.

"Don't go into this alley, the grassland barbarians outside are watching!" Just as Zhang Wenlong and An Su were about to slip into the alley where Lao Zhang was, they heard Lao Zhang's warning.

"Dad, wait a while and find a way to open up the distance between the other steppe barbarians and create an opportunity for us to escape." Zhang Wenlong looked at his father who was close at hand, but he couldn't go up and hug him.

"Wenlong, don't bother with it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to escape this time." Lao Zhang was silent for a moment, and then said slowly.

"Father, why is that?" Zhang Wenlong couldn't help but panic a little when he heard this.

"I don't know why the barbarian of the steppe insisted on taking me with him, so once you come to save me, they will definitely send troops to pursue me."

"But······ But ······" Zhang Wenlong was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he didn't know what to say for a long time.

"But father, mother, and younger siblings are still waiting for me to take you back!" After a moment of silence, Zhang Wenlong said with sadness.

"Son, now that you are also a person who has started a family, even if our family is gone, I think it will not be dispersed, so our Zhang family will rely on you in the future."

"Father, there will definitely be a way to get you out." Zhang Wenlong was completely anxious when he heard this, and he had already heard that his father's words had a taste of trust.

"Son, don't put your lives into it again." Lao Zhang said in a stern tone at this time.

"Father······

"If you still admit that you are my old Zhang's son, listen to me, if you insist on going your own way, then I will die in this alley now." Lao Zhang said that he was about to stand up and hit the wall.

"Father, don't ······ Son promises you! Zhang Wenlong poked his head out and saw that his father was really going to hit the wall, and he couldn't help but say anxiously.

"Son, in fact, don't be sad, although my father is just an ordinary businessman in this life, he has no big ambitions, and he has not done anything vigorous, but I never dare to forget that I am a Dayu person, you can rest assured, I will not betray the country to seek glory and do those things that forget my ancestors." Lao Zhang said this, Zhang Wenlong couldn't help but shed tears.

He had already heard that his father was ready to die.

"Father······

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't die so soon, in fact, I could have died in one go, but then I thought that I would die like this, wouldn't it be cheaper for these steppe barbarians, so now before I die, I must find an opportunity to kill one or two prairie barbarian officials, this is enough." Zhang Wenlong didn't expect his father, who has always been kind to others, to have such an idea.

The father, who had always been submissive in his heart, suddenly became extremely tall at this moment, and even his rickety back seemed to become straight.

"Hey, how are you, old man?" The prairie soldier on the street was getting a little impatient at this point.

"Alright, that's it!" Lao Zhang immediately stood up, and then tied his belt in a fake way.

"Son, sometimes responsibility is a responsibility that has to be shouldered, but sometimes responsibility seems to be desperate to pay, even if it is to pay for it with your life." Lao Zhang slowly said such a heroic and unparalleled sentence before walking out of the alley.

"Remember, remember, my Zhang Jiaerlang has no seeds." Zhang Wenlong was hiding in the corner at this time, covering his mouth, and he couldn't cry.

He has always thought that his father has always been slippery and timid as a businessman. Whether he saw the customers who came to buy goods or the officials who came to collect money, even those ruffians who came to the door to blackmail, he did not say a word of hard words.

But today he said such tough words in front of the great right and wrong. At this moment, he realized that his father could endure humiliation for life, but he could also die generously for the sake of the country.

"Your father is a real man!" Seeing Lao Zhang trembling, he climbed on the war horse, and then left with the grassland soldiers without looking back, Ansu patted Zhang Wenlong on the shoulder and said.

"An Jun, I want to follow you to kill the grassland barbarians." Zhang Wenlong hugged his head and cried for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and then said with red eyes and a resolute face.

"Haha, boy, you have to make it clear that we are just some people from the rivers and lakes, not the army of the imperial court, if you really want to kill the grassland barbarians, you should go to join the army." Ansu laughed when he heard this.

"I know that you are not soldiers of the Dayu Dynasty, and if you were Dayu soldiers, they would not risk their lives to help me save my father." Zhang Wenlong wiped away the tears on his face, and then said firmly.

"Boy, I advise you not to make a decision as soon as your brain is hot, we people are likely to be hunted down by the imperial court at any time." Ansu continued to warn.

"Even if you are a thief, I don't care, although I have only been with you for a day or two, but I can be sure that you are all men with affection and righteousness." Zhang Wenlong has not been intimidated by Ansu's statement.

In his mind, even if Ansu was really a thief, he would follow them.

"This matter may be about your life or even the lives of your family, so I tried my best to think it through." As the leader of the bandits who had been betrayed by his subordinates, Ansu knew the end of a team where everyone had their own ghosts.

"I have made up my mind about this matter, even if I have any accidents in the future, there is Wenhu at home who can do my filial piety for me, please accept me!" Zhang Wenlong knelt down with a plop.

"Hey, you don't want to be like this, I can't be the master of this matter, and it has to be decided by my son-in-law." An Su immediately stepped forward to see Zhang Wenlong helping Fu up.

"Ye An, the son you said is the one you said before who managed to trick all the people in our Sizhou County out of the city?" Zhang Wenlong has always thought that Ansu and their line are dominated by Jing Zizheng.

But looking at Ansu's attitude now, it seems that the son in his mouth is the backbone of everyone.

"That's right, now that my son-in-law has gone to Jinling City in advance, I don't know how the son-in-law is doing now?" As An Su spoke, he began to worry about Li Yi.

It's just that he didn't know that it was Li Yi, who he was thinking about at this time, who was staying with Mu Jun in an inn to deal with the wounds on his body.

In addition to the two of them, there were two other people in the room. One of them was Yin Fuxiong, the king of guns in Bingzhou who lost the battle with Li Yi at the beginning.

And the other one turned out to be a ghost doctor.

"I think I'm a ghost doctor, and it's the first time I've seen such a powerful character as you, even if I've been walking the rivers and lakes for thirty years." The ghost doctor said while bandaging the wound on Li Yi's body with a strip of linen.

"Ghost doctor, don't laugh at us, look at the injuries on my body, and in the end, if you don't take action, it's really unknown whether my senior brother and I would have survived." Li Yi moved his shoulder slightly and pulled the wound on his back, which couldn't help but make him grin in pain.

"Hmph, you kid don't fool me, I'm sure that even if I don't make a move, those people will definitely end up with no choice." The ghost doctor glanced at Li Yi, then took out a thin thread from the table and carefully threaded it through the thin thread in his hand.

"You endure the pain, I'll try to be as fast as I can." Then he patted Yin Fuxiong, who was completely weak, and then laid his arm flat on the table.

At this time, a three-inch-long wound on Yin Fuxiong's arm looked very scary. Although the wound had already been sprinkled with medicinal powder by the ghost doctor to stop the blood, the rolled flesh still made people's scalp tingle.

"You sew at will, how can a manly man be afraid of this pain." Yin Fuxiong said without changing his face.

"It's useless for you to have a hard mouth now, and you'll know the pain later." The ghost doctor picked up the needle and thread, and slowly walked to Yin Fuxiong's side and sat down.

"Ghost doctor, you haven't sterilized the needles and needles and Brother Yin's wounds!" Just as the ghost doctor was about to make a move, Li Yi immediately reminded.

"You kid really have a lot of things, and I don't know if these things you are talking about are useful." Although the ghost doctor muttered on his lips, he still lifted the wine jug on the table, poured it into his mouth, and then squirted at Yin Fuxiong's wound.

The scattered wine mist immediately enveloped Yin Fuxiong's wounds, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine wafted from the room.

And Yin Fuxiong, who was still iron-clad just now, suddenly trembled, and then beads of sweat seeped out of his head.

"Look what I'm talking about! When it hurts, it bites something and is forced. As he spoke, the ghost doctor picked up a small piece of wood from the table and stuffed it into Yin Fuxiong's mouth.

"Speaking of which, you kid is also extravagant, it's too wasteful for you to let me spray on the wound with such a good wine." The ghost doctor looked at the flask on the table, which was only the size of a fist, and said with a look of regret.

"Don't worry, I'll brew as much of this wine as you want when it's over." After the ghost doctor heard Li Yi's promise, he turned his head in satisfaction and began to sew Yin Fuxiong's wounds.