Chapter Ninety-Three: If I Were You, I Wouldn't Go Back
The temperature difference between day and night in the Northern Wilderness is very large, and Yang Zongheng, who is hot during the day, sweats profusely and sweats bare-chested, and it is not too much to wear cotton clothes at night.
But Yang Zongheng didn't put on the cotton clothes that Liu Xiaoxiao prepared for him.
Wrap yourself up like a dumpling now, how will you live further north?
Is it warm by love?
Besides, he is also a mage, and he can still bear the cold, so he urged the spell to warm up his whole body.
The villagers sang and danced around the bonfire, and Yang Zongheng found an open space to sit down.
Leng Buzuo took a bowl of milk wine and stuffed it into his hand, Yang Zongheng slowly drank the milk wine, looking at the bride and groom with a happy smile on their faces, and suddenly felt that this kind of life was also very good.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and the crowd that had been celebrating suddenly fell silent.
"Yirentai, Hujiya, what are you two still doing in a daze, hurry up and hide. The old lady of the day shouted with a cane.
That's the name of the bride and groom.
I saw that Qi Muge was busy leading the two of them to the village, while the others were busy cleaning up the dishes and putting out the bonfire.
"What's going on?" Yang Zongheng frowned.
Leng Buzuo put away the cups and plates and said, "This is the horse team patrolling the border. ”
"So what?"
"When they saw it, my sister was miserable. ”
As he spoke, the team had arrived at the campfire.
A soldier-like man stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The old lady hurriedly replied: "The old lady is celebrating her sixtieth birthday this year, and the juniors are not celebrating me. ”
"In the middle of the night?" the soldier visibly disagreed.
The old lady said: "The child is not crazy, so he forgets the time, and the old body will let them go back." ”
With that, the old lady told the villagers to hurry home.
People were just about to leave, when suddenly one of them shouted, "Wait. The crowd stopped.
A middle-aged man in a leather coat with a beard on his face rode up slowly, and then everyone saw that Qi Muge had run back with the bride and groom, and another group of men and horses were behind him.
The middle-aged man rode up to the bride, picked up the bride's chin with a horsewhip, and asked in a threatening tone, "Are you getting married?"
At this time, the bride was already trembling with fright, and she clung to its wooden lattice, where could she still say a word.
The middle-aged man shouted: "I don't need to say more about the rules of the territory, I will take this woman away, and in three days, you will go to the military camp fifty miles away to pick it up." ”
As he spoke, he was going to catch the bride.
Qi Muge hurriedly stopped and begged: "Master Jun, you are good, let them go." As he spoke, he took out a few coins and stuffed them into the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man looked at Qi Muge carefully and smiled: "Are you married?"
Qi Mu Geqiang smiled: "The untouchables have already married. ”
The middle-aged man smiled: "If you go for him and her, I will let her go." ”
As he spoke, he held out his calloused hand to his wooden lattice.
I saw Leng Buzuo's burning wooden stick screaming, and he ran to his wooden grid and yelled at the middle-aged man, "You dare?"
The middle-aged man tilted his head lightly and said coldly: "Kill." ”
I saw the soldiers draw their scimitars and slowly approach Leng Buzuo.
Qi Muge hurriedly shouted: "Master Jun, I'll go with you, please spare him." ”
The middle-aged man glanced at Leng Buzuo, then at his wooden lattice, and waved his hand behind him.
The soldiers put their scimitars back.
Qi Muge glanced at Leng Buzuo, Leng Buzuo hugged Qi Muge and said: "Don't go with them, I'm going to fight with them." ”
Seeing that Qi Muge was reluctant to get on the horse, the middle-aged man said impatiently: "While I am merciful now, you had better come with me, otherwise the whole village will suffer." ”
In the end, Qi Muge was still taken away, and Leng Buzuo saw the horse team go away, and couldn't help but cry loudly, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.
"The brother flew away. A small child suddenly shouted.
Everyone hurriedly looked at the place where Yang Zongheng was sitting, and there was only half a bowl of unfinished milk wine left.
Bas is the border guard of the Jewel Country, and he didn't want to come to this place where he doesn't, but the king said that he would canonize this place to him, as long as he could guard the frontier, he would do the rest as he pleased.
When it comes to this, Bals can't just obey his fate, unless he doesn't want his head.
This Bars likes women in addition to fighting and killing, so as soon as he took office, he set a rule, as long as the newly married woman must be trained for three days, so there are often several or even dozens of brides in his mansion and even the barracks, so some people gave him a nickname: General Groom.
This inhumane decree not only exploded the people of his fiefdom, but even the king couldn't stand it, but he couldn't say anything, who let him say that he would let Bars toss at will.
Therefore, for more than a year, I don't know how many innocent people have been harmed, and some people have moved their families to other places in order to avoid this decree, resulting in fewer and fewer residents at the border gates.
Those people who could not leave also stopped registering, and slowly summed up the rules of the groom's general patrolling the border, and only held the wedding in the absence of the general, and streamlined the wedding ceremony a lot.
Even if you encounter those ordinary officers and soldiers by chance, it is easy to say that as long as you give some money, those soldiers will turn a blind eye.
Bars is very strange, why haven't they married in the last few months? Some people have moved, but what about those who stayed?
Even if there was an occasional registration, when Bars saw the bride, he immediately had him whipped out, which he suspected was a disgusting act from the enemy.
But it's good if you don't, I was too busy some time ago, which made it very inconvenient for me to go to the convenience of myself, and it is not a bad thing to take a break for a while to recuperate.
After Bals finished comforting himself, he suddenly wanted to turn around on a whim, so he took his own soldiers to patrol the border, and by the way, he took his heart to relax.
It was also their bad luck that they met, if they met ordinary soldiers, they would even be sent away with food and take, but they met Bars himself.
Bals is very happy today, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected gain from a sudden night patrol.
This woman is really beautiful, much more smelly than the milky little bride.
Lao Tzu doesn't like women, he likes beautiful women, okay?
While Bars was on his horse, thinking about coexisting with his Mugwen,
Suddenly, a flash of white light streaked across his horse, and Bars's horse fell to the ground, and just as its lattice fell forward, a black disc caught it.
He didn't know what was happening, but clung to the disc, which flew some distance forward, then suddenly turned in the air and flew around the horse team of Bars towards the village.
"Who attacked Lao Tzu?" Bars scolded with a scimitar, he looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual, and pulled the horse up.
Seeing a puddle of blood coming out of the horse's front legs, and walking with a limp, Bars asked one of his attendants to dismount, and he stepped up and ordered the soldiers, "Grandma, turn around and get the woman back." ”
As soon as the order was given, a voice suddenly came from the air: "If I were you, I wouldn't go back." ”