Chapter 257
Team leader Wei Bugui led a few of his men to patrol the border as usual to guard against thieves, but it was the Southern Jin caravan that had been looted.

"Boss, what should we do?" Wang Jianglan asked, the reason why he asked this was because he could see that the number of horse thieves was far higher than them.

"Xiao Mo, you go back and report the letter, and the rest will chase after me, kill him." Wei would not let the youngest Mo Mo go to Weicheng to report the letter to find support, and he would bring the rest of the people to kill him, and we must not let this group of horse thieves escaped.

Even though they knew the disparity between the enemy and us, they did not hesitate, because they were soldiers of the Tang State and woodcutters in Sobi Lake.

The scene that Zhu Cheng saw in the spiritual mirror was Wei Budao and others fighting the horse thief, and at the critical moment of life and death, Zhu Cheng rescued them.

After saving Wei Budao and others, Zhu Cheng immediately looked for the horse thieves in this area.Zhu Cheng has always been "eliminating evil and doing everything", the spirit mirror is a good treasure, it can quickly help Zhu Cheng find the horse thief, and now Zhu Cheng can come to the place where there is no distance.

Some horse thieves are bragging, some are punching and drinking, some are raping the girl they snatched back, some are lying in ambush, and some are wiping their weapons...

No matter what they were doing, they died in an instant, and they didn't know how they died or who killed them.Naturally, they couldn't see their own body that had been cut in two.

Shan Shan got out of the carriage, she hugged Xiao Maotou's upper body, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.Why is life so fragile, he is still so young, he is still so young.

"Woooooo..." Shanshan really wanted to hold back, but in the end he burst into tears because of grief. Seeing this, Zhu Cheng embraced her in his arms, and without saying a word, he just patted her on the back lightly.

Zhu Cheng dug a tomb for Xiao Maotou and the others, and buried them all together. The broken arms and limbs couldn't tell who was who, so they could only be classified and placed, and then filled with loess.

On the tombstone are engraved three words 'Tomb of Shanxi Merchants', written by Zhu Cheng himself, with a heavy meaning and sorrow.

"Little Maotou, although you are not yet old enough to drink, you must drink this farewell wine. If there is an afterlife, I hope you can grow up safely, and we will sit and drink together." Zhu Cheng sprinkled an entire jar in front of the tombstone Alcohol, more than a hundred people don't know if it is enough to drink, but it must be given to Xiao Maotou.

"Drive, drive..." There was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and the galloping horses brought up billows of smoke and dust, like the exhaust of a car.

It was the army of the Tang Dynasty, with a total of 20 people. The leader was a little old man with dark skin, and the two-meter-long whip in his hand cracked on the ground.

He was wearing armor but no helmet, and sent someone to kill him as soon as he heard that Wei couldn't help but forgot to wear the helmet.

There is a long scar on his left face, no, the scar is not only on the face, but extends all the way to the head.

The knife directly chopped off his head. If he hadn't reacted quickly and took a quick step back, his entire head would have been chopped off in two.At that time, it will not be rolling watermelon, but eating watermelon, everything has been cut, should it be left dry?

"Woo!" The old man reined in his horse and stopped five meters away from Zhu Cheng.

"Guardian of Weicheng, Ma Shixiang, thank you sir for your rescue." The old man dismounted from his horse and directly gave Zhu Cheng a big gift.

Wow!All the soldiers behind him dismounted and saluted Zhu Cheng, "Thank you, sir, for your rescue."

Zhu Cheng took a look and saw Wei Budao in the team and the people he rescued, so he knew it instantly.

Ma Shixiang is a native of Weicheng. He has never left Weicheng in his life, and he has dedicated his whole life to Weicheng.He didn't marry a wife, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't want to be sorry for his wife. As a soldier in this city, no one can guarantee whether he can see the sun tomorrow.

As he got older, he became a general, so he gave up on this thought, and treated these young men and soldiers as his own children.There are 1000 defenders in Weicheng. He can call everyone by name, everyone can speak, and everyone believes in him, obeys him, and listens to him.

It's just because Ma Shixiang charged forward, blocked the enemy behind, and was behind eating. It's just a small shortcoming of "drinking first".

Humans, it's impossible to be so perfect, especially Ma Shixiang is an unattractive black old man.

"Everyone, please get up." Zhu Cheng asked them to get up. His original intention was to avenge Xiao Maotou, and he just caught up with others.

"Sir is going to enter Tang Dynasty, and go to my city of Wei to rest."

"Please!"

The soldiers made way for Ma Shixiang to lead the way and lead Zhu Cheng and Shan Shan to Weicheng.

On the Weicheng observation tower, the soldiers cheered when they saw Ma Shixiang coming back: "The old horse is back, the old horse is back."

The gate guard also shouted: "Open the door quickly, the old horse is back."

Old horse is what the soldiers call Ma Shixiang. It seems that there is no superiority or inferiority, but in fact it is a manifestation of closeness. Generals who have been able to get along with soldiers since ancient times are all good generals.

Don't look at Ma Shixiang's ugly appearance, but he is also a well-known general in the Tang Dynasty. Otherwise, how could the border town, the front line of defense, let him be a general.

"Old horse, old horse."

"I didn't see blood, this is it."

"There's not even one more scar on my face, so I lost the bet."

"How many did you kill?"

As soon as Lao Mafang arrived at the gate of the city, a large group of soldiers rushed forward, either welcoming or joking. It didn't look like a general returning to camp at all, but like friends from home.

"Go, go, what to do. Shan Shu, go and prepare wine and food for me. I want to entertain distinguished guests." The old horse pointed to a slightly handsome soldier in the team.

"Okay, General." Shan Shu took the order and trotted all the way to eat and drink.

"Sir, please." The old horse made a gesture of invitation and led the way. Zhu Cheng and Shan Shan got off the horse and followed him to a hut.

This is the residence of General Lao Ma. Although he is an expensive general, his room is not that big.

Hey, he's a bachelor and a drunkard. It would be nice if he can clean the room. What are you doing with those unusable and inedible things? In his eyes, they are an eyesore, a hindrance, and a block.

Shan Shu moves very quickly, with such kung fu, all the wine and meat are put on the table.Authentic roast leg of lamb, burn the knife with spirits.The wine is poured directly into the bowl, and the meat is eaten with big mouthfuls. Drinking from the big bowl is really a heroic soldier.

Shan Shan was overwhelmed with alcohol, and saddened by the death of the little Maotou, so he sat politely for a while, and then went to rest.

"Shanshu, take care of the girl for me. It's cold at night, bring an extra quilt for the girl, and tell the bastards who live next to the girl, if anyone dares to stay up at night to peek and make noise, see if I don't mind tomorrow." Smash them dead."

"Also, and prepare a pail for the girl." This group of old men used to defecate and pee in the wild, this must be explained clearly, the girls are not like rough old men.

General Ma doesn't look rough, but his mind is delicate, and he has thought of everything.

"Sir, thanks to you for saving Wei today, I respect you for this bowl of wine." The old horse didn't say much, just picked up the bowl and drank it, drinking bowl after bowl without wiping his mouth.

"The general is good at drinking." Zhu Cheng also had to admire, this little black old man is really good at drinking, if he doesn't force out the alcohol, he really can't drink him.

After hearing that Zhu Cheng killed all the horse thieves in the Subi Lake area, the old horse didn't drink the bowl of wine but poured it on the ground.

"Brothers, rest in peace, the waste wood is gone, and our woodcutters are unemployed. Hahahaha..." The laughter contained all kinds of emotions, nostalgia, grief, joy, and joy.

"Minshan is vast, and the green lake is green. Today, my husband came to Weicheng, and I am very happy." This is the welcome poem given to Zhu Cheng by the old horse.

This little old man can write his own name, but he prefers to write poems, which is really interesting.

(End of this chapter)

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