Peerless Pirates

Jiang Kui and Long Zhanfeng led a team of more than 20 people into Xinyi Town. They saw many people gathered in front of a large house. A fat man in his fifties was crying and yelling at the horse thief at the door.

Surrounded by dozens of ordinary people, they pointed at the Super Troopers and read them all. [First text: There were more than a dozen young and middle-aged men, carrying sticks, shovels and other things, pretending to be rushing eastward along the street.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Kui didn't know what was going on. He waved his hand, and all his followers rushed into the crowd. People were frightened by this group of men in black, and the patients who were visible in front of them asked them to gather them together.

Silenced.

One of Jiang Kui's followers stepped forward, grabbed the fat man's collar, and shouted with red eyes, "Where's the horse? Do you have a horse at home?" The fat man was so frightened that he was covered in chaff, and he muttered, "Horse"

, the horse was stolen."

"I know it was stolen. Are there any other horses?"

"Stolen, stolen everything, even the mules."

"What the hell, they two took away all the mules?" the follower cursed loudly.

"They were all taken away! Really!" The fat man cried again.

"Cry your motherfucker!" The man immediately pushed the fat man to the ground and pointed the steel knife at the fat man's chest. "I ask again, are there any horses?"

The fat man really peed his pants this time, rolled his eyes, and fainted. Several Hula Las knelt down beside him, kowtowed repeatedly, and shouted loudly in unison, "Good man, please spare the master's family." Some of the more peripheral ones knelt down.

People ran away one after another. Apparently, they regarded Jiang Kui and others as bandits.

Jiang Kui was so anxious that he stamped his feet and had no choice but to step forward and say, "Folks, the person who robbed your horse just now was a key criminal from the imperial court and committed a heinous crime. We were ordered to chase him out of the mountains. Unexpectedly, the thief was cunning and robbed you."

The mules and horses have escaped. Folks, if any of you have horses and lend them to us, they will be returned to you one day."

The people looked at me and I looked at you, a little doubtful, with a bit of fear in their eyes.

Jiang Kui had no choice but to take out his badge and wave it, "I am Jiang Kui, the commander of the Great Shu Palace Guards. I would like to ask my fellow villagers for help. I will be rewarded heavily by the court in the future."

It's a pity that Mr. Jiang's reputation is too high-end, and ordinary people have never seen it, so they still remain silent.

At this time, Long Zhanfeng was panting and catching up from behind. He said loudly from afar, "Sir, I have made it clear that there is only one east-west road in this town. If the thief wants to sneak back to the capital, he must have gone east."

Jiang Kui glared at him fiercely, turned around and asked again, but still no one answered. The man just said angrily, "Sir, I'm sure you will talk nonsense to them. If the imperial court requisitions it, who dares not to give it to you? Go directly

Just grab it."

Jiang Kui bit his lip and was about to order to look for horses everywhere when he saw many figures appearing on the street. Nearly a hundred people were rushing towards us with torches and sticks. From time to time, someone shouted, "The robbers are coming."

Come on, folks, please help me!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Kui just opened his mouth and closed it again. With so many people, even if his personal followers were good at fighting, it would be difficult to kill them, let alone seize the horses.

All the followers were also shocked. Suddenly they surrounded Jiang Kui and started to confront the people.

Jiang Kui cursed repeatedly in his heart. First, he cursed Song Zheng for stealing a horse and running away, leaving him with a mess; secondly, he cursed his ignorant followers for causing misunderstandings among the people. Even so, he had to push away the man in front of him.

The guards bowed to the people repeatedly and explained loudly.

After talking for half a cup of tea, Long Zhanfeng also understood the situation. He patted his head and shouted loudly, "Fellows, folks, let's buy a horse. Can't we buy a horse? Ten taels of silver per horse."

." As he said that, he took out a few banknotes from his pocket.

Jiang Kui wanted to step forward and stamp on his feet. If he didn't take out the money early, he would have wasted a long time talking.

In fact, it's no wonder that Long Zhanfeng was so preoccupied with chasing Song Zheng and Lang Bochuan that he forgot to bring the banknotes with him.

The people gradually calmed down, and they could see that these men in black did not look like robbers. The robbers were not so easy to talk to, and they even used money to buy horses. But ordinary people had only heard of it, but had never seen any silver notes.

, still looking at Jiang Kui and others warily.

Fortunately, the fat man who fainted from fright woke up. After a lot of talking, the fat man took the banknote and looked at it for a long time before he was convinced that it was genuine.

Immediately the fat man became energetic and said loudly, "Anyone who has mules at home, bring them over and give them eight taels of silver each. Come to me and ask for the silver wisdom."

I bet this fat man wants to take advantage of this opportunity to earn back the money from the stolen mules and horses. The common people don't recognize banknotes, but he, the fat man, recognizes this opportunity. If you don't make money, you won't make it in vain.

Jiang Kui's entourage jumped up in anger. If Jiang Kui hadn't stared at him, they would have chopped up this fat man who was making "national wealth".

To put it bluntly, the common people brought seven or eight mules and a dozen donkeys. In Dashu and Daqi, horses are strategic materials, and only the government and wealthy families can afford them. Xinyi is too small, and only Fatty’s family has one.

The stallion, and all mules, were bred from this stallion. Now, this happy stallion, who had countless female donkeys as wives, was ridden away by Song Zheng.

Jiang Kui and others had no choice but to spend money to buy these mules and gray donkeys after repeatedly confirming that there were no horses in the town. The fat man was also afraid of offending this group of people, so he had some food and wine prepared and sent over.

By the time Jiang Kui led his elite troops out of the town on donkeys, more than two hours had passed, and Song Zheng and Lang Bochuan had completely disappeared.

Looking at the dark road ahead, and then at the exhausted entourage, Jiang Kui clenched his fist and waved twice, "Song Xiaolang, Song Xiaolang, you are my Mr. Song!"

Long Zhanfeng quickly followed up and said in a low voice, "Sir, brothers can't hold on any longer. Then Song Zheng is riding a horse again, we..."

"I know!" Jiang Kui roared angrily, making Long Zhanfeng tremble.

Jiang Kui stared at Long Zhanfeng, wishing he could eat this guy who failed to achieve anything but failed. If he hadn't asked Song Zheng to rescue Lang Bochuan on the mountain, why would there be so many things happening now? Master Jiang completely forgot that it was Long Zhan

Feng spent money to buy these "mounts".

After staring at Long Zhanfeng for a while, Jiang Kui slowly closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a sullen breath, trying to calm himself down.

"I will take my brothers to search for Song Zheng's whereabouts along the way. You should rush back to Chengdu Mansion immediately, report the situation to His Highness the Second Highness, and suggest that he start an attack immediately."

"Me?" Long Zhanfeng was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "I should go find that person. Your Excellency should return to Chengdu immediately to take charge of the overall situation."

Jiang Kui narrowed his eyes and looked at Long Zhanfeng coldly. Long Zhanfeng said hurriedly, "I will risk my life to chase that man. If that man escapes, I will kill the Nine Yi Clan.

"

Having said this, Long Zhanfeng lowered his head, not daring to touch Jiang Kui's eyes, and sweat rolled down his temples.

After half a day, Jiang Kuifang snorted coldly, "You defeated Song Zheng once at Fengjie and twice at Chang Dao Temple. Why should you go after him again? Don't think I don't know. Otherwise, you would have been timid in front of Chang Dao Temple and avoided fighting.

That man has long been killed by your gun."

Long Zhanfeng felt nervous and opened his mouth to tell what he was talking about, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He also knew that Song Zheng's shadow was left in his heart, and he even acted inappropriately in front of Chang Dao Temple. Jiang Kui must have noticed these situations.

Known.

After thinking about it for a moment, Long Zhanfeng cupped his hands and said, "I will follow your orders."

Jiang Kui squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth, "That's right, once the big thing is accomplished, you will be the minister of Conglong. Not only can you make up for your mistakes, you can even split the border and become a prince."

"Serving His Highness the Second Highness, I will never give up even if I die!"

"Okay!" Jiang Kui patted him on the shoulder, turned around and said, "Zhang Cheng, Liu An, you follow General Long back to Chengdu Mansion. If you don't see His Highness the Second Highness, you will kill yourself!"

The two attendants cupped their hands and said, "No!"

Long Zhanfeng's expression changed for a moment, then returned to his normal color.

Immediately, two of Jiang Kui's personal followers set off on the road with Long Zhanfeng, and Jiang Kui specially exchanged the three strongest mules for the three of them to ride on.

Long Zhanfeng had just walked two feet when he heard Jiang Kui shouting from behind, "In extraordinary times, His Highness is afraid that the general will have worries about his future, so he has ordered people to protect your family in Fengjie. General Long, feel free to go on your way."

Long Zhanfeng trembled, his last glimmer of hope was shattered, and he reluctantly embarked on the road to Chengdu Mansion.

If Long Zhanfeng took a few steps back, he would hear Jiang Kui murmuring, "You are chasing that man with so much money, don't think I can't see your plan! Dual-gun general, double-gun general

General, it is impossible to escape, you have too many things on your mind."

In the early morning of February 23, Song Zheng entered Daxing Town alone. According to ordinary people's assumptions, Song Zheng and Lang Bochuan would definitely go eastward and try to escape back to Chengdu as soon as possible in order to defeat the conspiracy of Lang Boyan and Jiang Kui as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, after Song Zheng became aware of Lang Boyan's conspiracy, he knew that the road to Chengdu Mansion was difficult. Now that Lang Bochuan was missing, the imperial troops were still looking for him frantically. If Jiang Kui's people found out, Song Zheng

There is no life left.

Because of this, Song Zheng went in the opposite direction. Not long after leaving Xinyi Town, he turned northwest at the fork, but his destination was Guankou Town, which was later known as the Dujiangyan water diversion point. Trying to get ahead

Let Lang Bochuan recover from his injuries and wait until the situation becomes clear before heading east.

Daxing Town is a town between Xinyi and Guankou Town, and is much larger than Xinyi Town. Song Zheng did not take Lang Bochuan into the town, but found a poor family in a village not far from the town.

He said he had broken his leg, so he asked Lang Bochuan to settle there first. He left first on the pretext of going to the town to buy some medicine for his leg.

In order to avoid being recognized, before settling in Lang Bochuan, Song Zheng messed up his hair and used a little powder he brought to make up, turning himself into a sick man about thirty years old. Lang Bochuan also changed.

Vice appearance.

Not long after entering the town, Song Zheng discovered that a sergeant had arrived in the town, holding Song Zheng's portrait in his hand.

Song Zheng's heart lifted again.

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