In the third year of Xianping, November 13, the hour of the child. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Luoyang City is not garrisoned by so many soldiers every night, but even on weekdays, Luoyang, which is known as "Xijing", is not comparable to the major cities in the south of the Yangtze River, not to mention that the situation in Luoyang City is so tense today. These soldiers at the head of the city are not blind to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, they are not those simple garrisons who can only do some miscellaneous things, but soldiers who can go to the battlefield. Among these soldiers, most of them have also practiced martial arts in the army, not to mention other kung fu, the "Shaolin Long Boxing" was modified to "Zhao Family Boxing", and finally it was called the "Taizu Long Boxing", and there was no one in the Great Song Army who could not practice.

These defenders of the city who have practiced martial arts naturally know the power of the people in the martial arts, and they will also chat about the martial arts masters together in their leisure time on weekdays. Of course, most of those reputations are notoriety.

The relationship between the beggars and the government was extremely close, and there were almost no people in the army stationed in Luoyang City who did not know the name of the leader of the beggar gang Makuima. The news of Ma Kui's death had already been transmitted back to Luoyang, and these soldiers had also mentioned this major event in their leisure time in the past few days.

"The leader of the Ma gang is dead, he died in Shouzhou (Jiangning), and it seems that he is the poisonous hand of the lonely man. ”

"I also heard that the master of Yangmen is no longer in Luoyang now, and the Shenmen is not even a hall master left in Luoyang, I really don't know how Jiangbei Wulin is going to deal with this matter. ”

"What should we do?" someone wondered, "Their gang leader is dead, wouldn't it be better to choose another one?" Just like if our chief died, wouldn't it be possible for our brothers to be promoted?"

The soldiers who sat in a circle all smiled strangely at the new recruit, who had only been in the army for less than three months, and one of the veterans explained: "Who do you think those beggars are? But the leader of the gang is dead, and in that beggar's den, the leader of the gang is like an official family, and it is not so easy to choose." ”

"What's so difficult about this, father dead and son ......" The recruit immediately stopped, he knew that the topic could not continue, and when he saw the changed faces of the seniors in front of him, the recruit pursed his lips and said: "In short, the royal family also has a royal law, how can he compare with the royal gang? ”

"You're pretty good, tell me, who is going to choose this sheep?" asked the old soldier with a squint, a strange smile on his face that left the recruit speechless for a moment.

"This is naturally our adult ......"

"We can't get involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, don't look at those beggars who 'honor' us all day long, we are not all the way with them, we can't interfere in these things. ”

"Then let them choose one of their own, and it won't be long before that?" The recruit didn't know if he was dissatisfied with the words of the veterans, or with the smiles on the faces of the "seniors" in front of him.

"It's hard...... You don't eat official food as long as I eat official food, you don't understand these things, you wait, these two days, we will be busy. ”

The recruit did not understand why the veteran said these words to himself, but when he stood on the wall that day and was ordered to make his rounds, he understood somewhat why the veteran said these things to himself.

At first glance, it looks simple, but it is like a spider's web, with intricate joints, and at first glance it seems that the beggar's den beggar's leader is dead, but its effect may not be as good as that of a small guard. The order was given to strengthen the defense at night and to inquire about pedestrians during the day yesterday and today. On weekdays, there was no need for a guide, but in the past few days, it has been strictly investigated, and the recruits have heard that the group of beggars who carried the coffins into the city this afternoon had clashed with the defenders, and the lord above not only dismissed those who had clashed with the beggars from the general, but even put them in prison.

Of course, the veterans seemed to be commonplace, and said that when those beggars forgot about it in a few days, those people would be released again, and this expulsion from the military was just a matter of Shangguan giving the beggars a good face, and it would not really chill the hearts of the people under them.

"Why can a bunch of beggars ride on our chief?"

"Don't be stupid, they just ride on our heads, our chief will get some 'gifts' from those beggars every New Year's holiday, sometimes treasures, sometimes real money, if it were you, would you have a bad relationship with these people who give you money? ”

The recruit thought about what the "seniors" had said to him, and he glanced around, and in two hours, it was time for the shift change, and then he would be able to go home. But fortunately, this is the head of the south city, if it is the head of the north city, the whining north wind, I am afraid that the jacket I brought from home is really unbearable.

However, a loud bang broke the recruit's fugue, and the recruit only felt a shock in his left ear, followed by the sound of "zizi", this loud sound made him weak and almost knelt on the ground, but he stretched out his hand to support it, and this kneeling did not kneel after all, but only maintained a squatting position.

He had just heard a loud bang, which seemed to be the sound of a cannonball, but the cannonball should not have such a sound. He clutched his left ear in pain, his fingers feeling a hint of warmth in his almost frozen fingers.

"Stream...... Bleeding?"

He heard only the sound of countless footsteps, but he did not know where they were going, and it was not until he could see that the torches were coming towards him that he was sure that the crowd was gathering on his side.

"What happened?"

Although the left ear could not hear clearly, the right ear could still faintly hear someone shouting.

"What the hell is going on with that light, what happened?"

There seemed to be a flash of light just now? The recruit looked confused, it was about when he was in a fugue? He only heard a loud bang, but he didn't notice any light, could someone throw a cannon behind him? What kind of cannon could have such power?

"He seems to have been blown up stupid......"

The voice was indistinct, and he shook his head slightly, but he felt a heart-piercing pain in his ears.

"He's not deaf, is he......"

As if someone had noticed something, the recruit's mind had begun to fog, and he only felt as if he had been lifted up and lifted aside......

(To be continued.) )