Early the next morning, Gao Jie and others said goodbye to Huang Debiao.

Looking at this guy's blue nose and swollen face, Gao Jie pretended to be very surprised, and knowingly condoled for a long time, which made Huang Debiao feel grateful and ashamed of his tentative act last night.

Because Wang Chengming and the others were going to Jinzhou, they said goodbye to Gao Jie and them after leaving the fort.

When he met Huang Debiao this time, Gao Jie not only gained some information about Liaoxi and Liaodong, but also obtained a letter of certification issued by Huang Debiao, believing that it would provide them with a lot of convenience for their actions in the rear of Dajin.

That Bao'er was taken by Luo Sigong to sneak out of Daxing Fort before dawn, and pointed out the direction for her to go to Ningyuan City. Since this little girl said that she escaped and was going home, she naturally couldn't go to the Jurchen territory anymore, and Ningyuan City was guarded by Yuan Chonghuan, so I believe it was relatively safe.

Gao Jie and others, under the guidance of Wang Rui, galloped on the official road again. In the past, on the official road where cars and horses were constantly shuttling, except for Gao Jie and his party, there was no longer half a figure, and there were weeds on the road that gradually withered and yellowed, and the three-inch-high weeds appeared, which seemed very barren. After only a quarter of an hour of walking, Gao Jie's ears moved, and he shouted to Luo Sigong and the others: "There was an accident ahead, it seems that that little stammering is in trouble!"

Luo Sigong immediately shouted: "Work harder, hurry up!" After speaking, he rushed out first. Ji Longfeng and the others didn't know what happened last night, let alone who the little stammerer was, but no one asked much, they all urged their mounts and followed Luo Sigong to run forward.

Soon a group of men, about a dozen, all on horseback, appeared before them, while Bo'er was caught by a sturdy young man, placed across his horse, kicking and screaming, and struggling.

This group of people also discovered Gao Jie and his party at this time, and they were a little panicked at first, but later they saw that they did not look like an army, and the number was only nine, so they gradually settled down.

Luo Sigong ran to the nearest place, stopped the horse, hugged his fists and said: "All the heroes are Han people, this little girl and I know each other, I don't know how to offend you, the old man apologizes on his behalf, I wonder if the heroes can let her go?"

The young man who captured Bao'er was not tall and looked like a tiger, and it was late autumn and the weather was quite cold, but he was only wearing a shirt with bare arms and shoulders, and the muscles of his arms were knotted, and he was very thick, and he looked like a guy with extraordinary strength. He looked coldly at Luo Sigong and the others who stopped behind him one after another, and said in a deep voice: "Han?!We are indeed Han, looking at your appearance, you should also be Han from Guannei!"

Luo Sigong nodded and said, "Yes, we are businessmen from Shanxi!"

The young man snorted coldly and said, "You can guess that you are the profiteers of the enemy!" After that, he turned back to the dozen or so ragged men behind him and smiled: "These piglets are difficult to protect themselves, and they are still in the mood to intercede for this girl, you say it's funny!"

The big men burst into laughter. One of them, a tall and thin middle-aged man with a cold complexion, stroked his black beard, and stepped forward and shouted: "In addition to killing Jurchen Tartars, I have another hobby here, which is to rob and kill you traitors!"

Gao Jie and his party were on a secret mission, and they couldn't easily reveal their identities and couldn't tell the difference, so when they had a headache, Xiong Zhaoqi stepped forward slowly and said with a smile: "Junjie, it's really you! It's great that you're fine!" he said as he took off the hat on his head.

It turned out that the short and stout young man was Luo Junjie, the only son of Luo Zheng, and the thin middle-aged man next to him was naturally Luo Zheng's general Hei Yunhe.

When Luo Junjie saw that it was Xiong Zhaoqi, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly jumped off the horse, clasped hands with Xiong Zhaoqi, who also got off the horse, and said in surprise: "Brother Zhaoqi, what a coincidence!"

Xiong Zhaoqi looked Luo Junjie up and down for a long time before he sighed: "Eight or nine months have passed since the First World War in Guangning, how did you survive in this dangerous place?!"

Luo Junjie had a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "It's a long story, it's nothing more than eight words: hunger and cold, nine deaths and one life!"

It turned out that at the beginning of this year, in the first battle of Guangning, Xiping Fort was lost, and the deputy general Luo Zong committed suicide. His son Luo Junjie, under the protection of his personal guards, broke through the siege after a bloody battle, and on the way to escape, he happened to meet the general Hei Yunhe, who had rashly led the troops to attack and turned white, and a few surviving guards, so they joined forces and formed a guerrilla force of more than 30 people, and began their career as robbers between Guangning and Shanhaiguan.

Xiong Zhaoqi was puzzled and asked, "Since you have escaped, why don't you withdraw to Shanhaiguan, or go directly to Ningyuan City to join Lord Yuan Chonghuan?"

Without waiting for Luo Junjie to answer, Hei Yunhe strode over and said coldly: "The traitors in the DPRK and China are in power, the Donglin people are in power, with useless scholars like Wang Huazhen as governors, and the Xiong Jingluo is in the air, resulting in the defeat of Guangning, we have long been extremely disappointed in the Ming border army, and defecting to them is just to be cannon fodder again." I have been waiting here for more than half a year, and in order to avenge General Luo's soldiers, I have killed no less than 100 Tartars, which is what a real hero does!"

Xiong Zhaoqi hugged his fist at Heiyunhe and said: "This is General Heiyunhe, the general's prestige, my father often mentions it, Zhaoqi has heard of it for a long time!"

Hei Yunhe clenched his fists and saluted back: "Don't dare to be, Master Xiong is a genius in the world, but he was framed by a traitor, and we are all deeply unjust!

Xiong Zhaoqi said gloomily: "I am still imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Department!"

Heiyunhe said angrily: "The court is dim, and the famous generals are resentful! We and other generals have no way to serve the country, so it is better to fall into the grass and become a coward!"

Luo Junjie also hated and said: "My father died a heroic death, but he was also wronged! We have long lost confidence in the Ming border army!" After speaking, he seemed to think of something, glanced at Gao Jie and others behind Xiong Zhaoqi a few times, and then frowned and asked, "Brother Zhaoqi, who are you?"

Xiong Zhaoqi naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he had to answer: "My father was imprisoned for his crimes, and my family's livelihood was difficult, so I had to go to Puzhou, Shanxi Province to join a distant relative, and later worked as a guard in Pang Ji Firm. This time, this time we are here to do some small business in Houjin!"

After hearing this, Luo Junjie let go of Xiong Zhaoqi's hand, shook his head and said: "Little brother really didn't expect that after a generation of famous anti-gold generals, he would also become the guard of the speculative and traitorous Jin merchants!"

Xiong Zhaojue's face was flushed, and he had the heart to explain, but he couldn't tell the truth, and he was suddenly so embarrassed that he couldn't speak.

Hei Yunhe sighed and said, "Junjie, no matter what, we can't do anything to Xiong Gongzi!

After Luo Junjie walked around on the spot a few times, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Don't let us see it again, we won't be so lucky next time!"

Gao Jie stepped forward at this moment, hugged his fists and said: "I am the shopkeeper of the Pang Ji Chamber of Commerce, and the two generals are polite! Thank you to the two adults for having a lot, let us go of the caravan, but the villain still has a request, that little girl is our old acquaintance, I beg the two generals to let her go, let me take it away, please let the general fulfill!"

When Luo Junjie heard this, he was immediately furious, and shouted: "You profiteers still have to make an inch, right! This girl joined the gang a few days ago, and she is our person, even if you are old acquaintances, it is impossible to take her away, understand? Get out, you won't be able to leave if you are wordy!"

Gao Jie still smiled and said: "If she really joins the gang, why do you tie her up? If you really think she is a companion, how can you see her fall into a siege last night and run away? I think it's better to let her go, it's also a burden for you to take her with you!"

Luo Junjie didn't expect Gao Jie to dare to talk to him like this, he was angry from his heart, and immediately picked up the horsewhip in his hand, and slashed his head and face at Gao Jie.

But before the whip fell on Gao Jie's head, Luo Junjie felt a pain in his palm, and the horse whip was snatched away by someone's hand, and when he looked closely, he saw a young yellow-haired boy standing in front of Gao Jie, looking at his height and appearance, it was estimated that he was thirteen or four years old. Luo Junjie was born with divine power, and he had never suffered a loss of strength, so he shouted, and reached out to grab the whip, wanting to snatch it back.

A sturdy young man and a small boy each held one end of the whip and began a contest of strength. The black cloud crane on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously he didn't expect that an inconspicuous young man was not only fast, but also extremely powerful, Luo Junjie used all his strength, but he couldn't take the horse whip back.

With a crisp sound of "pop", the tough and sturdy cowhide horsewhip was actually broken under the strength of Wukong and Luo Junjie.

The entourage behind Luo Junjie was all taken aback, they all knew that this Young Master Luo had amazing powers, compared to his father Luo Yiyi, who was known as the "God of Great Power", and he was a well-known power king in the entire Guangning border army. But now that they are on par with the nameless yellow-haired boy in a caravan, can they not be shocked and inexplicable?!

Luo Junjie looked at the half-cut horsewhip in his hand, and said with a smile angrily: "Okay! I didn't expect that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger in a small caravan, since you don't know how to lift, don't blame us for being ruthless!" After speaking, he took an iron spear from his horseback, stared at Wukong coldly and said: "Boy, don't say that I bully the small with the big, only blame yourself for finding death!"

As soon as the words fell, the iron spear struck Wukong with a strong wind!

Wukong didn't answer, his body twisted lightly like a spiritual snake, and Luo Junjie's quick shot landed in the air in an instant. Before Wukong made a move, Gao Jie had already told him again not to expose too much strength, so after he dodged the shooting, he didn't return fire, just stood quietly and looked at Luo Junjie silently.

Luo Junjie missed a blow, he was ashamed and annoyed, and was about to attack again, but he heard Gao Jie shout: "How can Luo Gongzi kill a child?!"

Luo Junjie snorted and said: "You and other profiteers collaborate with the enemy, no matter how old or young, you all deserve to die!"

Gao Jie frowned and said, "Even if I, the shopkeeper, deserve to die, but he is just a guy and a child, how can he be guilty of the same crime as me?!"

Luo Junjie sneered: "As long as you participate in the collusion with the Tartars, no matter how big or small, you are the murderers who killed my father, and you are as heinous as the Jurchen Tartars!"

Gao Jie shook his head and said, "I think you're crazy, right?!

Luo Junjie looked up to the sky and laughed: "That's a good point! There are no Ming generals here for a long time, only the son who avenges his father, and the subordinates who hate the chief soldier!"

Black Cloud Crane slowly pulled out a thin long sword from his waist with his right hand, and flicked the middle finger of his left hand on the sword, and in the crisp golden sound, after he let out a heart-rending long whistle, he smiled strangely: "If it weren't for the collusion between the Jurchen Tartars and you gang of dog profiteers, how could I be confused, not listen to the advice of General Luo, and rashly lead the troops to attack, resulting in the fall of Xiping Fort, and Lord Luo killing himself! So, you all deserve to die!" After saying that, his long sword made a buzzing sound, and the blade gradually glowed red, and soon it was as if it had just been taken out of the furnace, sending out bursts of scorching heat.

"Fire God Sword Technique!" Gao Jie's ear came from the whisper of Venerable Zongqing.