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Chapter 183 Assassination
A troop of cavalry struggled forward in the snow.

The horses and cavalry were all wrapped in felt, with their hands on the handle of the knife, their expressions were dignified, and they looked around warily.

The guard in the middle was an elderly man in his sixties, with a clear face, but a bit tired.

Rushing to Xiping at this age and under such weather, the old man naturally couldn't bear it.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, whimpering between the sky and the earth, lifting the cavalry's blanket like a knife.

Occasionally, the war horse neighed uncomfortably.

And amidst the howling of the cold wind, there was another sound mixed in.

—the sound of galloping hooves.

The faces of the hundred cavalrymen changed, "They are coming up!"

The other cavalry immediately raised their crossbows and headed towards the direction of the sound of horseshoes.

The sky was covered with red clouds, and the cold wind that howled all day made the sky and the earth low.

In the darkness, nearly a thousand cavalry rushed out, brandishing long knives, and screaming like wolves preying on their mouths.

"Qiang thief?"

Hundreds of people will see the identity of the author at a glance.

After leaving Chang'an, there are Qiang people and Di people everywhere.

Isn't it very common to meet a group of Qiang thieves now?
The old man who was protected in the middle looked at the rushing Qiang thief with deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's not an ordinary Qiang thief, invincible, let's go!"

"Wei!" The hundred generals made a quick decision, stuffed their bent fingers into their mouths and blew a whistle.

More than five hundred cavalry speeded up with a tacit understanding.

But the Qiang cavalry obviously didn't intend to let them go, they were as persistent as a pack of wolves, biting their backs.

The two sides are chasing, crossbows and arrows exchange.

People kept falling down, and even people and horses were trampled into meat.

But Qiang cavalry persevered against the crossbow arrows regardless of casualties.

The hundred generals also sensed the unusualness of this Qiang cavalry, so they sped up their horses.

Just when they thought they could get rid of the enemy behind them, the riders in front suddenly stepped on the ground and fell into the pit, blood spattered, and the man and the horse screamed terribly at the same time.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, hundreds of people clamped their legs tightly to the horse's belly, lifted the reins, and the horse jumped up and jumped over the pit.

As soon as he landed, before he was lucky enough to escape from death, there were screams from behind, and his expression changed: "Grand Lu!"

"I'm fine." The old man's sigh came from the pit.

Hundreds of generals drove forward, seeing the scene in the pit, they couldn't help being shocked.

Lu Gong was supported by a dozen wounded soldiers, and Lu Gong's emaciated body was sent to the other side of the pit.

These wounded soldiers and horses were all pierced through their bodies by sharp spikes.

The internal organs and blood flowed out from the wound together...

Hundreds of people burst into tears, grabbed Lu Gong and lifted him up.

There was infinite sadness in the eyes of both of them.

At this time, the Qiang cavalry had already arrived, and the leading Qiang general laughed loudly, "Lu Zhi, you can't run away!"

Lu Zhi pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he sneered, "Thieves are so rampant, someone must instigate them!"

General Qiang laughed, "Hahaha, you are alive, everyone's life will be difficult!"

The young hundred generals were furious, "It must be Yang Zheng who sent you here!"

General Qiang's laughter became even wilder.

……

In the past, Yang Zheng had some sympathy for Cao Shuang.

Now it seems that everything is to blame.

It's fine if he doesn't wait to see himself, and Lu Zhi was also kicked to the bitter cold place in the northwest by him.

After waiting anxiously for seven or eight days, an astonishing news shook the three prefectures of Yongliang and Qinzhou.

Lu Zhi and his party of 500 people were assassinated in Poqiang!

The room leak happened to rain overnight, and Yang Zheng's scalp felt numb.

Lu Zhi was assassinated, who is the biggest suspect?

And he was assassinated on his own territory...

The news came in the morning, and Xia Houba's letter came in the afternoon.

It's just six words: what does Xingyun want to do?

Yang Zheng knew Xiahouba's temper very well.

If it is a long-winded curse, it means that there is nothing wrong.

The shorter it is, the angrier he is.

Xiahouba's letter had just arrived, and Xiahouxuan's letter had just arrived, but Xiahouxuan was sober, and told Yang Zheng to stay calm, investigate clearly, and rescue Lu Zhi.

This letter reminded Yang Zheng that Lu Zhi was assassinated, but it didn't say that he was killed.

The guard of the Po Qiang is Wang Mai, who respects Yang Zheng, and never disobeys whether he collects food or recruits troops.

However, the location of Poqiang is very delicate.

To the north is Wuwei, to the east is Jincheng, to the south is Longxi, and to the west is Xiping.

At the junction of the counties.

It was difficult to determine who attacked Lu Zhi for a while.

Yang Zheng personally led a thousand cavalry to the east.

Arriving at Poqiang, Wang Mai came out to greet him early, with a face of shame, "This subordinate is incompetent..."

Yang Zheng stared at his face for a moment. This man was a typical martial artist, with a full beard, a fleshy face, and a strong body. He didn't look like a particularly scheming person.

The key is that he doesn't have a big background.

Gongsunfu's people kept staring at him, and they didn't see anyone flirting with him, besides, he had no reason to harm Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi had an accident in his field, and he couldn't escape it.

"Is there any news about Prefect Lu?"

"Prefect Lu was ambushed in Huangliupo, and the subordinates searched one by one, but there was no corpse of Prefect Lu."

"Where are the scouts? Didn't you send out any scouts?"

"It has been dispatched, but there is no news. Today, my subordinates sent scouts into Wuwei, Jincheng, and Longxi to investigate." Wang Mai was quite competent.

Yang Zheng couldn't find any faults.

The Northwest is like this, with a vast land and few people, and it is freezing cold now, so it may not be easy to find any clues.

Just as Yang Zheng was meditating, a noise of people and horses came from the east.

From a distance, the tooth flag of "General Wei Xiahou" can be seen standing in the cold wind.

Yang Zheng's heart tightened, and Xia Houba also came in person.

Po Qiang is actually closer to Yun Wu.

Yang Zheng trotted over quickly, half kneeling in front of Xia Houba's horse, "The last general Yang Zheng pays his respects to General Wei."

Xia Houba and his party stopped, but did not make a sound.

Yang Zheng noticed a gaze sweeping around his body like a knife.

After a few breaths, Xia Houba's low and suppressed anger voice came, "Everyone back down."

Yang Zheng's men, Xia Houba's men, and Wang Mai's men all automatically retreated far away.

Xiahouba was riding on the horse, looking at Yang Zheng coldly, "Forget about Li Mi, this person deserves what he deserves, but Lu Shiying is an important minister of the imperial court, and has always been well-known in Yongliang. , and your father Yang You are old friends!"

Cao Zhen was first a general and then a great Sima.

"What?" Yang Zheng was extremely surprised.

Xia Houba snorted coldly, "You were young and lived in Chang'an, so of course you didn't know about it, but you know that he was the one who won for you!"

Yang Zheng was shocked.

No wonder the fat vacancy of Captain Hu Qiang would fall on him.

It turned out that the person above was him!

"Did you do it?" Xia Houba asked sharply.

The separation of more than a year finally created a gap between the two of them.

Perhaps the influence of Li Mi's letter is still there.

Secretly tied to the Qiang people, always cherishing the ambition of Dong Zhuo.

Wounds from swords and swords can be healed within ten months, but words of cruelty are not so easy to heal.

(End of this chapter)