Night.

It's dark.

The people in Matou Town also fell asleep, and the air was still filled with the smell of urine from horses, cattle and sheep that persisted all year round, and suddenly there were other smells that no one could smell.

Unless it's a foreigner, it's a foreigner with a very smart nose.

Wang Cheng is such a person.

Originally, he was asleep in bed, but the smell of choking was too familiar to him, like a reflex, and he rolled out of bed.

"Fire ?!!"

Wang Cheng's nose moved twice, and he was sure that it was the smell of flames.

Also, if it can be transmitted from the outside to the room, it must be a very big fire!

Seeing that Wang Kaile on the other side was sleeping soundly, he put on his coat and flashed out of the room.

As soon as he got out of the room, Wang Cheng saw a raging fire burning in the southwest, but because it was still hundreds of steps away, most of the people nearby didn't wake up.

Wang Cheng looked at the direction of the fire and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's the racecourse!" ”

Originally, he didn't want to be nosy, but the old horse of the racecourse and Li Qiansheng gave him a favor, and he thought it would be better for him to take a look.

After a few flickerings, he was already in the street, when suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves on the ground.

Then he saw horses running up the streets, and the black and overwhelming ones were pouring in like a tidal wave.

The sleeping people in the neighborhood were awakened and opened their doors and windows to see what was happening.

"So many horses are running out, it's crazy!"

"Look, there's water on the horse farm!"

"Damn, what a fire! How did it burn so big? ”

……

Wang Cheng also wondered in his heart, an open place like a horse farm should not have such a big fire.

Seeing that more horses were rushing into the street, and there were no more people left, he leaped to the roof and leaped on the roof.

Suddenly, he appeared around the racecourse.

The horse farm was already in chaos at the moment, nearly half of the stables were on fire, and the horses were basically gone.

The owners of the horse shops were busy asking the men to catch the horses, but the fire was so great that the horses were all frightened, and they couldn't catch them at all, but they broke a lot of them.

Wang Cheng came to Lao Ma's shop.

The old horse was sitting on the ground with his hair disheveled, his eyes were so blank that he didn't even notice when he arrived.

"Boss Ma, what's wrong?" Wang Cheng asked,

Only then did the old horse notice Wang Cheng, and suddenly, he howled and cried "wow": "My horse! It's all gone! A fire on Dog's Day burned down Lao Tzu's shop! ”

"Burned down your shop?"

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "Who burned your shop?" ”

"Li Lezi, who else can there be besides him?" The old horse cried out.

"Him?" Wang Cheng was depressed.

According to his understanding, these two bosses should play double reeds with each other, there is no reason to burn Lao Ma's shop, and there are other shops in it.

"Old horse for dog days! Which fucking eye did you see Lao Tzu burning your shop? ”

Li Qiansheng limped over at this time, his face blackened by the flames.

As soon as the old horse saw him coming, he didn't know where he got the strength, he flipped up from the ground, grabbed Li Qiansheng's neck with both hands, and roared: "Dog's day! Who else could it be if you didn't burn it? Aren't you fucking seeing that Lao Tzu's business has been better than you in the past two days, your eyes are red! ”

Li Qiansheng grabbed Lao Ma's neck with his backhand, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu is missing that money? You fucking used your brains and burned the entire horse farm, is Lao Tzu still alive? ”

"Two bosses, let's stop first!"

Wang Cheng grabbed one person's arm with one hand, forcibly separated the two, and said, "The two bosses thought that it couldn't be just an accident. ”

"No way!" The two spoke in unison.

"Why?" Wang Cheng said curiously.

Lao Ma explained: "Each of our stores will arrange a vigil every night, and every hour each family will send out a person to patrol the racecourse, and there can be no accidents." ”

Wang Cheng is right to think about it, each stable in the horse farm has put some hay and horse material, these two things are the most flammable, so the horse shops will definitely take strict care of the horse farm.

He said in a deep voice: "So, someone must have lit this fire in secret." ”

Lao Ma and Li Qiansheng glanced at each other, and then nodded in unison.

So, who would have set this fire?

Wang Cheng couldn't imagine it, because he had just come here after all, and he was not familiar with this place, and asked the two bosses who they might be, but neither of them could say why.

He habitually rubbed his chin, his mind working backwards like solving a math problem.

Suddenly, he looked at the two bosses and said, "What will happen if all the horses in the horse farm run away?" ”

Li Qiansheng subconsciously said: "We are naturally at a loss!" Don't try to slow down every three or five years......"

"That's not right!"

The old horse stretched out his hand to interrupt Li Qiansheng's words, and said with a frightened face: "If these horses run to the west or north......"

Wang Cheng was suddenly taken aback, and blurted out: "You mean that people from enemy countries are stealing horses?" ”

"Quite possibly!" The old horse nodded.

Wang Cheng's expression changed slightly, and Lao Ma's words could really be said to wake up the dreamer.

In fact, even if these horses run away, for the bosses of the racecourse, at most they will lose some money, and the biggest question is who these horses will fall into!

If it is really like what Lao Ma said, these horses run to the Xia Kingdom in the west, or the Zheng Kingdom in the north, then the loss will be too great!

There is a cloud in the art of war: the wise general eats the enemy, eats the enemy for one minute, and serves me for twenty minutes; Avoid one stone, when I have twenty stones.

This means that a clever general seeks to take food and grass from the enemy. One bell of food from the enemy on the spot is equivalent to twenty minutes of one's own transport from one's own country; Taking one stone of the enemy's fodder on the spot is equivalent to transporting twenty stones from one's own country.

For a country, the value of war horses is much more important than food. The horse farm has raised tens of thousands of horses, and once it runs to Xia or Zheng, the loss to Da Zhou will definitely be more than twenty times.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng's figure flashed, and the person quickly disappeared from the racecourse.

At this moment, the entire town of Matou is in chaos.

Tens of thousands of horses galloped together in the streets, and the whole street looked like it was crowded.

More people woke up from their sleep, and when they saw so many horses, some people immediately tried to get two of them by their own force, and they couldn't see whose ones belonged anyway.

As a result, after jumping on horseback, they couldn't control it at all, and these horses were like crazy.

Not only that, but in the collision and friction between horses, people who jumped on horseback could not even get down. People with poor horsemanship are knocked off the horse's back and finally trampled into flesh.

Wang Cheng immediately gave up the idea of riding a horse and continued to choose to walk from the roof.

Following the herd of horses, I soon got out of Matou Town, and in front of me was an open area with no end in sight.

When the horse arrived here, it was really like a fish and dragon entering the sea, galloping all the way to the west.

Wang Cheng jumped on the back of a horse, and then rode the horse to overtake.

After changing horses in quick succession, he got closer and closer to the front of the herd.

In the night, dozens of horses ran almost side by side, running in front of all the horses.

These horses are the head horses!

But on the back of each of these horses sat a man, each tall and mighty, with a scimitar hanging from his waist.

"Xia people?"

Wang Cheng's eyes froze, on the way to Matou Town, Zhang Laosan had told him about some customs and customs of the Xia Kingdom, especially the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom.

Among the neighboring countries of the Great Zhou, the Xia State is the most backward and has the smallest population, but the Xia people are the most brave and good at fighting, and almost all the people are soldiers.

Every household had weapons, even women and children, because they knew very well that if the harvest was bad this year, they would have to take their swords and ride on their horses to grab them!

Different from the Great Zhou standard weapons, many of their weapons are home-fought, and they are also the most common weapons in the Xia Kingdom, the scimitar, the lightest and best weapon in cavalry warfare.

I really let the old horse guess correctly!

Wang Cheng clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and his hand habitually touched his waist, but he touched the black sword left by the teacher.

He sighed secretly in his heart, it's better to have a gun, and in this case, one shot will knock down one.

He could only continue to sneak up on him, and a flying sword appeared above his head.

Just when he was still thirty or forty meters away from a few people, his mental power was injected into the flying sword.

"Whoa!!"

The flying sword turned into a streamer, and almost instantly missed the back of a Xia cavalryman's heart.

The man fell from the horse's back and drowned in the countless hooves of the horse.

"He San'er!"

Neighboring companions immediately noticed that there was one person missing, but no one did anything.

Behind is the galloping of thousands of horses, the head is very difficult to adjust, they can't turn back at all, once they are transferred, it will be difficult.

"What happened? Why did He San'er fall off his horse? ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a mustache, his face was black and red, with two dirty braids hanging on both sides of his ears, and his dress was obviously different from that of Zhou Ren.

Xia Bing, who was following along, said: "It is estimated that Lao He drank too much wine and accidentally fell off the horse?" ”

"Fuck your stinking fart! He San'er's amount of alcohol, even Lao Tzu can't drink him, how can he drink too much? The middle-aged man scolded angrily.

So what's going on?

A group of people couldn't figure it out.

"Liu Wu, look back!" The middle-aged man said to the Xia soldier beside him.

I saw Liu Wu jumping up from the horse, standing firmly on the horse's back with his feet unmoving.

However, he looked at it for a long time, but found nothing, so he had to return to his horse and say, "Chief, I found nothing." ”

"Is it really too much wine?" The middle-aged man was still skeptical.

But when I thought that tonight's events were so important that I couldn't delay a bit, I could only suppress my doubts in the bottom of my heart.

A group of people continued to lead tens of thousands of horses on their way.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, another companion fell from his horse, and before everyone could react, the man was already submerged under the horse's hooves.

This time, everyone no longer thought it was an accident, and they all looked at the middle-aged man in the lead.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, he gestured, and everyone disappeared from the horse.

Wang Cheng, who was following behind, was suddenly startled, and he quickly stood upright from his horse.

But the next moment, a bow and arrow flew at great speed!