Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 132
Fan Zheng yelled at the guards escorting him outside: "This place is not far from Longmen Fort, hurry up and find someone in Longmen Fort."

The groom sitting on the shaft of the carriage held the reins tightly, and kept whipping the horse's back with the whip in his hand.

However, can a frightened horse be subdued so easily?
The draft horse roared non-stop, and white gas kept coming out of its nose.

Pulled by the galloping horse, the carriage went up and down on the rough dirt road, bumping violently.It is also fortunate that the wood of this carriage is of good quality, otherwise it would have been knocked to pieces long ago.

Fan Zheng clutched the car window tightly, his face full of panic.

Holding the binoculars, Zhao Wen looked at the cannonball that Zhao Daniu fired, and said, "Daniu, you are so far away, why did you knock out the cannonball?"

Zhao Daniu raised his head and said in a low voice: "My lord, it's not my fault, I just did what you said, but I don't know why there is such a difference."

Zhao Wen frowned, looked into the distance through the binoculars, and suddenly saw a black shadow approaching rapidly, "What is this? Why did it come here?"

Zhao Wen slowly put his right hand on the big black star on his waist, and looked ahead with vigilance.

"My lord, what's the matter? What happened?"

Seeing Zhao Wen like this, everyone hurriedly asked.

Zhao Wendao: "There seems to be something coming towards here at a high speed."

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly took out the big black star that Zhao Wen had distributed to them, and looked ahead vigilantly.

The bodies of Fan Zheng and Liu Wenqing kept hitting the carriage, making bang bang sounds.

Liu Wenqing lay down on the bottom of the carriage with all his strength, and wailed, "Brother Fan, what's going on? You haven't entered Longmen Fort yet, why did this happen?"

Fan Zheng spat out a mouthful of saliva, and rubbed his forehead with his right hand, "How do I know? If you ask me, who should I ask?"

After being frightened, the draft horse broke out with great force and pulled the carriage forward at a fast speed. Even if the speed at this time was not as fast as that of a war horse, it was about the same.

Zhao Wen put down the binoculars, looked at the carriage getting closer, frowned and said, "This is a carriage!"

At this time, everyone also saw clearly the carriage rushing towards this side.

"Isn't this the Fan family's carriage? What's going on?" Zhao Wen looked at the Fan family's small flag planted in front of the carriage, and said in a deep voice.

The groom sitting on the shaft driving the horse looked at Zhao Wen and the others in front of him, and hurriedly shouted: "The horse is frightened, run away!"

"Is the horse frightened?"

Zhao Wen was taken aback. He looked at the carriage that was about to rush over, and then at the mortar beside him.

If the carriage was allowed to rush over like this, it would definitely hit the mortar.

It didn't matter if it hit the mortar, but if it hit the ammunition box near the mortar and detonated the shells inside, it would be a Muggle.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wen gritted his teeth and rushed directly in front of the mortar.

"Kill the horse before it hits the mortars and ammunition boxes!"

After Zhao Wen finished speaking, he directly pulled the trigger on the charging horse.

After hearing Zhao Wen's exclamation, Zhao Daniu and the others hurriedly jumped to the front of the mortar, directly pulled the trigger of the big black star, and fired bullets at the horse.

Although the draft horse was not as big as a war horse, it was not small, especially now that it was less than fifty steps away from Zhao Wen, so most of the bullets fired by Zhao Wen and others hit the draft horse.

Bleeding flowers kept flashing from the horse's body, and the bullets of the big black star directly penetrated the skin of the horse and entered its body.

The power of the big black star can be called a hand cannon by the people of later generations, and its power is self-evident.

In this short few dozen steps, several bullets from the big black star directly shattered the vitality of the draft horse.

Blood spatters kept appearing on the horse's body, and the blood kept flowing out from the wound made by the big black star.It looked at the front, kept screaming, and rushed towards the ground.

"Quickly open!"

After Zhao Wen emptied the magazine of the big black star, he roared and hurried to the side.

As soon as Zhao Wen, Zhao Daniu and the others escaped, the horses fell directly on the ground, stirring up countless dust.

Although the horse fell to the ground, under the effect of inertia, the carriage pulled by the horse flew up and flew forward.

"Oh!"

After a loud noise, the carriage on the carriage fell directly to the ground seven or eight steps in front of the mortar, and instantly fell apart, stirring up countless dust.

The groom sitting on the shaft flew up from the shaft and landed right in front of the carriage, almost hitting the mortar.

Zhao Wen waved his hand, dispersed the dust in front of his eyes, and hurried towards the carriage.

"Oh, my little life!"

Just as Zhao Wen walked to the carriage, there were bursts of wailing from under the broken plank.

Fortunately, the ground is soft yellow soil, which has a better cushioning effect, otherwise Fan Zheng and Liu Wenqing in the carriage might be thrown to death.

"Save people!" Zhao Wen yelled, put the big black star in his waist again, and hurriedly pushed aside the broken board.

Zhao Daniu and the others also reacted, and hurriedly helped Zhao Wen, pulling the board aside.

After a few breaths, the ashamed Fan Zheng and Liu Wenqing appeared in front of them.

Zhao Wen hurriedly helped Fan Zheng up, looked at Fan Zheng nervously, "Are you okay?"

At this time, Fan Zheng was very important to Zhao Wen, and he couldn't die yet.

Fan Zheng coughed twice, and said slowly, "Ahem, I'm fine."

At the same time, Zhao Daniu also helped Liu Wenqing up.

Fan Zheng had a two-inch-long scratch on his face, from which blood kept oozing out.The clothes on his body were also torn in several places, exposing the middle coat underneath.

But other than that, there were no other injuries.

Fan Zheng kept rubbing his knees, and said slowly, "Fortunately, the ground is soft yellow soil, otherwise, I would really fall to my death."

Liu Wenqing was much worse than Fan Zheng, the clothes on his body were almost in pieces, even the middle clothes inside were broken in many places, the square flat crown on his head went to nowhere, and his hair The headband on her head was also broken, and her hair hung directly over her shoulders.

The sawdust splashed out when the carriage was broken made a wound more than an inch long on his forehead. Although it was not deep, it continued to bleed.

Fortunately, there were no other wounds other than this, and other than being a little dazed, everything else was fine.

The groom who fell directly on the ground was not as lucky as Fan Zheng and Liu Wenqing. After all, they still had a carriage for protection, while he threw himself directly on the ground.

When the whole person fell to the ground, he slid a short distance forward, almost hitting the mortar.

When he was lifted up by Li Xiaosan, the clothes on his chest were almost all torn, and his face was covered with blood.

The bridge of the nose seemed to be broken, and the nose collapsed directly.But apart from some skin trauma, it is not life-threatening.

"Brother Fan, what's going on with you? Why did you come to me suddenly? And why is your draft horse suddenly startled?" Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng curiously.

Fan Zheng let out a long breath, and said slowly: "Oh, this is really the bloody bad luck of eight lifetimes."

As he spoke, Fan Zheng recounted the scene just now.

Hearing Fan Zheng's words, Zhao Wen's heart tightened. Wasn't this the result of Zhao Daniu's shot just now?
"Brother Fan, how about this, I think the injury is serious, I'll send you to Longmen Fort for medical treatment first, what do you think?" Zhao Wen said.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, my legs are hurting to death." Fan Zheng rubbed his knees and wailed endlessly.

Half an hour later, Zhao Wen looked at the two bandages sitting in the lobby of the garrison mansion, and asked, "Brother Fan, why did you come all of a sudden? Why didn't you say hello in advance so that I can pick you up?" ah."

At this time, Fan Zheng and Liu Wenqing had already taken the medicine, changed into new clothes bought from the market, and were sitting in the lobby of the Garrison Mansion.

Fan Zheng let out a long sigh and said, "Oh, it's not a big deal to come to you this time. I didn't want to disturb you, but who would have encountered such a thing."

As soon as Fan Zheng mentioned the previous incident, he felt angry.

All right, something inexplicably exploded next to the carriage, directly frightening the horse that was pulling the carriage.

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng with embarrassment on his face, and said with a sneer, "Again, there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings every day. Who can say for sure in a person's life?"

Fan Zheng held the cup filled with tea on the table, took a sip, and said, "Actually, I'm not here for my business, but for him."

Fan Zheng put down his teacup and pointed to Liu Wenqing who was sitting next to him.

"I've heard about General Zhao's name for a long time, and I've admired it for a long time. Don't refuse if you give your heart to the general!" Liu Wenqing took out two bank notes from his waist, and carefully handed them to Zhao Wen.

(End of this chapter)