Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 152
At present, the soldiers accompanying Fan Zhuoyuan are temporarily arranged to live in the mansion, which was originally owned by the nobles of the Liao Kingdom, and it is extremely large.

At the gate of Tong's Mansion, Fan Zhuoyuan saw only He Lubu and Chang Fu waiting, and asked in surprise, "Where are Xiaoyi and the others?"

Xiao Yi is Fan Zhuoyuan's personal soldier, the leader of the dozens of soldiers who followed him, and the eldest in his family, so he is called Xiao Yi.

Chang Fu, the commander of the archers, said: "Those bastards have been holding back for a long time. When you see the general, you go to meet the commander, and then you go to have fun everywhere!"

Fan Zhuoyuan frowned slightly, "Don't let them go too far!"

As they said that, the group planned to go back first, passing by a very prosperous commercial market, suddenly the main road ahead was surrounded by a group of spectators, blocking the traffic.

Fan Zhuoyuan was a little annoyed, and led his people to push through, but he overheard the people nearby talking.

"This group of golden men are so domineering, they eat and drink for free, and even bully the shopkeeper's wife and kill the whole family!"

"Hey, who made the Jin people be so vicious? I think these Song people's officers and soldiers are now aggressively blocking them. When the envoys from the Jin Kingdom come over, this matter will be over."

"Hmph, at least they are much better than those under Liu Yanqing. Those officers and soldiers of Liu Yanqing usually eat the king's meal and do extortion.

But when I met these three golden soldiers just now, I only gave them a look, and then ran away in despair, not daring to interfere at all, at least these officers and soldiers dared to stop them! "

"Well, I think that in the Song army, only General Fan's Xiaojie army can fight, but the Xiaojie army is at Juyongguan."

"Shh - who do you think that is?"

With Fan Zhuoyuan's body shape, he naturally attracted attention. His physique surpassed that of the Song army, and the common people were surprised to move out of the way.

Fan Zhuoyuan led the people into the arena, but outside a restaurant, three golden soldiers reeking of alcohol drew their swords and confronted five Song soldiers.

There were three corpses lying in the restaurant, two large ones and one small one, all of them were Sinicized Khitans. Among them, the proprietress's clothes were torn and there were many traces of insult.

In this scene, it is almost unnecessary to know what happened.

Although the five Song soldiers stopped the Jin soldiers from leaving, they also had scruples and did not dare to do it lightly. Seeing Fan Zhuoyuan this time, they all cried out in surprise.

"General!"

"General, it's great that you're here!"

They are all Fan Zhuoyuan's subordinates. Fan Zhuoyuan looked cold and asked knowingly, "What's going on?"

"These three salted golden dogs drank here, went crazy everywhere, drove away other guests, and the leading officer even brought the proprietress inside to insult her.

The family resisted desperately, and ended up like this.These golden dogs yell at me, Da Song, I dare not do anything to them, otherwise the two countries will go to war, and it will be us who will suffer.

The surrounding people called us, we couldn't stand it, we had to keep them here, and wait for the officials to come and think about how to deal with it. "

Fan Zhuoyuan said coldly: "These three golden dogs have committed evil deeds, can you all testify?"

The people shouted: "They are really hateful, we can all prove it!"

"Everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes, and anyone can testify!"

Fan Zhuoyuan turned his head to look at the three golden men, and said, "In this case, according to the law of the Song Dynasty, if you meet an assailant in the street, you can beheaded and captured by any means. What are you waiting for? Do you want me to take action?"

The five soldiers looked at each other, still hesitating.

Fan Zhuoyuan yelled angrily: "How do I train you all the time! I will take care of you! Chop off the heads of these three golden dogs!"

Knowing that Fan Zhuoyuan always kept his word, the five soldiers were full of confidence, cursed severely, and slowly approached in formation holding knives in hand.

The three Jin soldiers could not understand what Fan Zhuoyuan and the others had just said, but they immediately sensed the danger from the killing intent displayed by the five Song soldiers.

At this time, the golden man had not yet fallen, and his combat power was very sturdy. Even ordinary soldiers carried an arrogance that was invincible in all battles.

Seeing that the number of Song soldiers in front of him was greater than his own, but he was not afraid at all, the Jin officer scolded angrily, holding his saber in both hands, he took the initiative to strike at the Song army in front of him.

The other two golden soldiers were also unceremonious, and followed closely, blocking the swords from the left and right for the officer, and it became a one-on-one contest in the middle!
Although the soldier in the middle of the Song army was from the Shengjie army, he was the strongest, most courageous, and most experienced, but facing the opponent's fearlessness, it was quite difficult to block the incoming knife, and he couldn't bear it. He took three steps back.

As soon as he retreated, the five-man formation stood apart and was divided into three parts: left, middle and right.

Although there were only three Jin men in this group, they cooperated very tacitly in actual combat. After the Jin army officer split the Song soldiers in the middle, he turned his head to the right and suddenly killed the two men on the right.

The other two first swung their swords to force the two Song soldiers on the left back, and then followed the officer to fight to the right, forming a local advantage of three against two.

Fan Zhuoyuan frowned slightly, but the two generals beside him, Chang Fu and He Lubu, couldn't stand it any longer. Worried that they would suffer a big loss, they pulled out their sabers one after another to support them, and only then did they turn the situation back.

Fan Zhuoyuan stared closely at the three golden soldiers. Although they were all injured by two generals, they still fought like trapped beasts with their backs against the wine shop, yelling endlessly, and their fighting spirit remained undiminished. Behaving extremely fiercely.

These were ordinary golden soldiers who were not wearing armor and were at an absolute disadvantage in number. If it were on the battlefield, there would be tens of thousands of such soldiers, and each of them would come in formation wearing double armor.

Thinking about the tremendous pressure to fight against them, they really deserved to be the most powerful group of soldiers in the early days of the founding of the country, and they were truly extremely brave.

Fan Zhuoyuan couldn't help but said in his heart: It seems that we need to strengthen military training. If possible, ask Tong Guan if he can continue to expand the Xiaojie army.

"Stop it! Stop it all for me!"

At this time, a young man came galloping on horseback, and the common people almost couldn't dodge it in time.

Fan Zhuoyuan and others turned their heads to look, only to see seven or eight people coming from the opposite side.

The two leaders, one is a Jin man, the other is a civil servant of the Song Dynasty. Behind them are all Jin soldiers, and everyone is wearing armor. Among them is a man in white who is not wearing armor but has a famous sword hanging from his waist. He is very impressive. I am like a sword hidden in a sheath.

The civil servant of the Song Dynasty cursed: "Why did you hurt the envoy of the friendly country!"

The seven soldiers of the Song Army looked at Fan Zhuoyuan in astonishment, and Fan Zhuoyuan said coldly, "Who is your Excellency?"

The civil official also noticed Fan Zhuoyuan, and pointed his halberd: "Reckless man, are you trying to destroy the friendship between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty? Why don't you quickly ask your subordinates to put away their weapons and apologize!"

Fan Zhuoyuan's expression became more gloomy, and he said slowly: "I will ask you again, who are you?"

The civil official was still yelling at him, and the Jin Guo bureaucrat next to him chuckled and said, "This is your envoy from the Song Kingdom to the Jin Kingdom, Mr. Zhao, the heir of Zhao Liang, dare to ask the general..."

"I am the appeasement envoy of Xiaojie Army, Fan Zhuoyuan."

(End of this chapter)