Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 168 Who is the Ancestor?

Guangcheng raised his head in astonishment, only then did he realize that twenty strangers had barged in at the wedding venue outside Guangcheng Fort.

And the brothers of the same clan who were arranged to go out to guard were not only captured, but also gagged and placed horizontally on the horse's back.

These people were all wearing black leather armor. Guangcheng could tell that this was the best cowhide armor, with iron sheets and hardwood boards added to key parts.

This is relatively light and has good protection, and what he holds in his hand is a long lance that is most suitable for horse fighting, very similar to the horse lances that his ancestors used in his family's collection.

Chi Tian, ​​who was also taken aback, was even more nervous, beads of sweat dripping down his head.

The horses and equipment of these people are so good, Chi Tian suddenly found that if he dared to draw his sword or run, the man was wearing fine leather armor, with a spear-throwing barrel on his back, and two fine iron shorts in his hand. A strong man with a spear will definitely throw the spear on his back in a few breaths.

Chi Tian secretly calculated, no matter what, he couldn't avoid all four of them, not to mention, there was another extremely majestic and strong man staring at him on his left.

This strong man was taller than his war horse, with short hair and beard, his exposed arms, neck and hands were covered with scars, and his copper bell-like eyes were emitting murderous aura.

Chi Tian had no doubt that such a strong man could easily overturn his horse to the ground with bare hands.

At the same time, not only Chi Tian, ​​but also the young people from Guangcheng Castle surrounded by him all noticed something was wrong.

A dozen or so of them were squeezed into the middle by twenty or so people from the opposite side, and their rear was directly cut off. None of them dared to stir up and shout, for fear that the other side would suddenly attack if they were stimulated.

But these are nothing, Guangcheng stared at the mighty-looking leader on the opposite side, a very young general, this young general did not speak Uyghur just now, but Chinese, with the correct Chang'an Yayin.

"You can understand, you really can understand!" Zhang Zhao pointed at Guangcheng and shouted excitedly, "Whose family are you from? Do you dare to report your surname?
I heard that there is a white-haired county king in Anxi who came from a famous family and was utterly loyal. He has guarded Anxi alone for the court for decades. Doesn’t this kind of hero and loyal minister have a courageous descendant? "

He's talking about my ancestors!He was talking about my ancestors!
Although Guangcheng often doubts the existence of the heroic and invincible ancestors mentioned by his parents, he is rarely proud of those dry descriptions.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented glory, as if he was in a state of bliss after being drunk, straight from his abdomen to his head, and even two red clouds flew out of his face.

Just as Guangcheng wanted to admit loudly that he was the descendant of this hero, the young leader with shining eyes suddenly waved his hand to stop him.

"No! You don't need to admit it now, because the descendants of that old hero won't lose their own woman!"

Guangcheng was choked at once, and he felt uncomfortable all over. The unprecedented sense of humiliation suddenly replaced the sense of glory that had just risen. This contrast made him growl almost uncomfortably.

"Look! Someone is coming, I think they're here to get you back to the fort, but I suggest we go and get your woman back now.

How about we talk about your hero's ancestors when you've washed your shame away?

Because he is not only your hero ancestor, but also the hero of all of us, all Tanger!

Do you dare to come with us? "

Zhang Zhao's words have been carefully considered. How much recognition does the Guo family have for the identity of the Tang people?

Especially after sticking to it for hundreds of years and being ambushed by Uighurs who pretended to be the imperial court, will they hate because of love?Will you resent the court for abandoning them?
These must be taken into consideration.

So Zhang Zhao decided to open the gap from the young people first, and the means to quickly close the relationship is nothing more than everyone doing a big event together.

Guangcheng looked back at Chengtou's father's anxious face, then at Chi Tian whose guilt had not completely subsided, and thought of A Luoluo's flower-like smiling face and slightly bulging abdomen.

"Chi Tian, ​​are you willing to lead the way for me? Will you continue to be my brother?" Guangcheng asked.

"I am willing!" Chi Tian nodded heavily, "I know where Father and A Luoluo are, I will take you there!"

"My lord, I'll go with you!" The impulsiveness of the young man and his preference for face made Guangcheng make a quick choice.

Hei Mao is the leader of the Black Wolf Department. The reason why he is called Hei Mao is because he has a thick and long black long hair growing at the corner of his mouth.

The so-called Heilang tribe is not a serious tribe, perhaps they should be called a group of thieves, a group of dirty things between horse bandits and ordinary herdsmen.

But two months ago, the Black Wolf Department of Hei Mao turned out to be an existence that the herdsmen of the surrounding tribes needed to look up to.

Because they believed in the Tianfang religion, after Saktu regained Bala Sagon, although the old nobles of Bala Sagon refused to recommend Saktu as Arslen Khan, Saktu could still give Bala Sagon has believed in some benefits of the tribe of Tianfang Sect.

It was at that time that Heimao was appointed as the head of a hundred households by Saktu, and he also got a batch of leather armor and iron swords from Shule in his hands, and they have been shaking ever since.

However, after Saktu hastily withdrew from Bala Sagon a few months ago, the status of the Black Wolf Department began to decline sharply.

If he hadn't been lucky enough not to participate in the siege of Saktu, and Balasagon was threatened by the Persians, and the city had no time to clean him up, this little black wolf department would have ceased to exist long ago.

"Leader Hechi, my black hair will never lie, Lord Burke of the Persian Saman Kingdom has sent someone to contact me.

Let me tell you this, the Persian army is about to enter Balasagun soon. Think about it, if the Great Khan of Bughra is gone, who is qualified to be the master of Balasagun?
It must be His Majesty the Emperor Emir of the Saman Kingdom! "

At the banquet, Hei Mao was still pulling a herdsman leader called He Chi, Hu Chui.

In fact, no Burke from Persia has ever contacted him, and such a small role like him does not deserve the attention of the Persians.

But Hei Mao is very smart, because he heard about Bala Sagon's defeat in Julan City, he quickly thought that the Persians would come back here soon.

Then he used the news to make a big fuss, scaring the leaders of the small tribe of closed turtles around him out of their wits, and quickly confessed him as a big shot.

Moreover, Hei Mao also takes a fancy to Hechi's daughter A Luo Luo, even if this A Luo Luo is pregnant with a cub, he doesn't care.

Except that the people on the grassland don't care much about raising cubs for others, and A Luo Luo is very beautiful.

Hei Mao's biggest idea was because A Luo Luo was going to marry the son of Nestorian prudence in He Lie City and the young master of Guangcheng Castle.

This is the most famous force around He Lie City. If he can slap them in the face, wouldn't it prove his strength even more!The surrounding herdsmen will really begin to surrender to him.

In addition, these Nestorian leaders are already preparing to retreat to the mountains, and there is a high probability that they will not trouble him for this matter. It can be said to be a coup with huge benefits and minimal risks.

"Alolo! Arolo! I'm here to find you!"

Just as he was about to brag a few words about himself, a high-pitched shout came from outside the tent, followed by a chaotic cry, and the heavy sound of the horse's hooves on the ground.

He Chi, who was sitting on top of the black hair, froze. This voice was all too familiar to him. It was the voice of his son-in-law-to-be whom he was most proud of, Guang Qing, the son of Prudent Dade.

"Little wolf cub dared to find this place, he really wants to die!" Hei Mao's face darkened, although he was a little flustered, he still pretended to be extremely angry.

Don't be afraid, I have brought fifty riders today, half of them have leather armor, and all of them have iron swords, which is not so easy to deal with.

"Oh my god! Where did this nobleman come from? Hechi, we are going to die!"

But as soon as he went out, an old man with disheveled hair pounced on him, this is Hechi's No. [-] person.

At this time, everyone who came out of the tent looked up, only to find out what the old man meant by nobleman.

Hechibu lived in a mountain depression, and there was a small river on the left, but at this time, except for the side of the small river, there were a large number of knights in the rest of the place.

They were all dressed in black leather armor, and their horses were all tall and tall, and everyone could draw a bow and shoot arrows while galloping.

The fifty riders brought by Heimao were caught up quickly one by one like chicks meeting an eagle in front of them. They were either stabbed to death or shot to death, and their screams spread throughout the valley.

"Hei Mao! I am your ancestor!"

Hechi shook violently, and a young general riding a white horse rushed out from the opposite side, holding a sharp spear in his hand, and charged towards him, no, it should be aimed at Hei Mao.

He Chi tilted his head, where is Hei Mao?
What the hell!

When he was dumbfounded, Hei Mao had already quietly climbed onto the horse tied to the tent door, ready to run away.

'Puff! There was the dull sound of the iron gun piercing the flesh, and Heimao didn't even resist in a hurry, and was stabbed to the bone as soon as he climbed on the horse's back.

Under Hechi's horrified eyes, the "big man" who was at his banquet just now and boasted that he could meet the governor of Persia in the future Balasakon fell down into the dirt like a dead dog.

"Don't kill me! Aloro is in the second tent."

He Chi immediately knelt down, kneeling in front of his son-in-law who always treated him and Yan Ruise with a little flattery.

Guangcheng snorted coldly, and after stabbing the spear hard into the black-haired corpse, he turned and walked towards the second tent. Chi Tian, ​​who ran behind him, quickly helped his father up.

A pair of fateful mandarin ducks hugged each other and wept, and the sour smell of love began to waft around. Of course, only Zhang Zhao could smell it.

For such arrogant idiots as Man Xiong, Dunzhu, and Ma Shacai, they don't have the concept of love at all.

If you like a woman, you want to sleep with him. If you like a woman in particular, you want to sleep with her very much. At worst, you can marry and go home after sleeping with her.

Oh!No, someone else felt it. Ma Yaozi looked at Guangcheng and A Luoluo who were still crying with a face full of discomfort. He suddenly remembered the little widow Mei Niang in Shouchang.

I don't know if the ten pennies I left for her are enough for her to use when I go back, if other men will take advantage of it, or if she has been bullied.

"My lord, from today onwards, you are my great benefactor! Haven't you asked your name yet?"

After holding his head in his arms and crying for 2 minutes, Guangcheng raised his head and bowed to Zhang Zhao.

"Hahahahaha!" Zhang Zhao laughed heartily when everyone was stunned.

Because this salutation and the words 'haven't asked for your surname and name' mean that the Guo family has not forgotten their roots.

Otherwise, Guangcheng, who was born and grew up in Anxi, would not know how to bow and salute, nor would he be able to speak in such a polite manner, which is Tang'er's greatest feature.

"I am Zhang Zhao, you can call me Mr. Zhang Erlang, I am from Shazhou, looking for a Tanger like you.

On the opposite side are the descendants of Zuo Pushe, the inspector of the Tang Dynasty, the doctor of the imperial censor, the governor of Anxi, the envoy of the four towns of Anxi, and the king of Wuwei County, Guo Gong? "

"Guo Guangcheng is the seventh grandson of Lord Guo Xin. Did Mr. Zhang Erlang come from Tang Dynasty?

Is it an angel of the court?Is Datang coming back? "Guo Guangcheng trembled all over, and then asked with tears on his face.

(End of this chapter)