I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 12 Inescapable
Although Dongchang Fanzi has a bad reputation, he is indeed well-trained.

After they found a temporary residence in Pingyang City, they had already decided to take turns in three groups. Even when the moon was at its peak, one-third of the people were awake.

And among the people who were already asleep, half were sleeping with the horses.

During the day, they found two adjacent courtyards and knocked down the dilapidated courtyard walls, connecting the two courtyards and the street in between to form a large flat area for the horses to rest. After nightfall, they also stuffed the horses. ear.

This is a new defensive measure they added after receiving news from Gaohe County a few days ago.

In fact, if it is during the day, a large number of horses charge together, and after running, they will feel like a group. Even if they are faced with the sound of blunderbuss and artillery, they will not be afraid.

Moreover, really sophisticated horses will undergo training with some loud noises on weekdays and are not so easily frightened.

That night outside Gaohe County, the reason why the horses fled because there was not much gunpowder was mainly because, at midnight, the riders had already left their horses and could not be comforted and guided in time.

Moreover, the components of those horses are too complex.

There were horses domesticated by Dongchang Fanzi and used by the Jinyi Guards. There were also horses that needed to be transferred on the road and requisitioned from other counties. There were also horses from the cavalry of the guards near Gaohe County at that time.

After some people attacked the camp and destroyed the stables, some people directly snatched the horses and led them in different directions, which finally caused such a big chaos.

At present, they have brought them to Pingyang City. These good horses in their early forties are all well-raised by Dongchang. The good horse trainers will sleep with them, so there will never be any trouble.

Even so, Mao Zongxian was still worried.

He did not sleep in the house, but rested by sitting in the corner of the west half of the courtyard, holding a heavy knife in his arms and wearing a cloak.

The exposure was deeper and the coldness invaded his body, causing him to sleep very lightly, and he would wake up basically every hour or so.

Of course, such a life is very hard, but when Mao Zongxian was a gangster, he had not experienced anything more difficult than this.

At that time, every time he killed someone and grabbed a big sum, he would go to the best brothel nearby to spend a lot of time and enjoy it.

After being recruited under Dongchang's command, there are naturally more things that he can enjoy, not only women, wine and meat, fine clothes, a large number of servants, but more importantly, power.

Those who govern the land are the people, and those who govern the people are the officials.

An official is already a master, but Dongchang can intimidate hundreds of officials. What a joy it is!

Watching those officials whose every move can affect the people, nodding and bowing in front of me, giving money and laughing with them, is more comfortable than sleeping with ten beautiful and fragrant women.

Whenever Mao Zongxian was on errands outside and encountered difficulties, he would think of these things, and when he recalled his days in the capital, his heart would become hot again.

In the past seven or eight years, because of the obstruction caused by people like Yu Qian in the court, the prime minister was uncomfortable, the governor was unhappy, and other people in Dongchang also felt that they were somewhat unable to perform their duties.

Once all Yu Qian's old troops are wiped out this time, the road will be smooth and they can flex their muscles again.

Enclose land, buy slaves, collect money, and even find people to write books and biographies to spread their reputation and increase their reputation.

That was a good thing that I never dared to think about when I was a gangster.

Mao Zongxian was thinking about these things in his mind. He touched the handle of his knife and felt that he couldn't sleep, so he prepared to get up and walk around.

The courtyard wall was in ruins, less than four feet high. Mao Zongxian stood up, with most of his body higher than the wall. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart and covered his face with the handle of the knife.

Ding! !

A seven-inch long crossbow arrow was nailed to the handle of the knife and pierced the string wrapped around the handle.

At the same time, four Dongchang fans who were on duty outside the west courtyard were hit by arrows almost at the same time and fell to the ground.

"Get up, a thief is coming!!"

Mao Zongxian shouted, and all the fans in the courtyard woke up. There was also movement in the houses in front of the two courtyards.

He pulled out the crossbow arrow from the handle and recognized it at a glance as being made by Dongchang. 'It's broken. The Fourth Brother brought eight boxes of crossbows and swords. They were supposed to be used by us after meeting us, but they fell into the hands of these people! ! '

Mao Zongxian's heart sank, but his movements were not slow. He held the scabbard with his left hand and waved it a few times, blocking three crossbow arrows. He glanced around and found the figures hiding on the northwest roof.

At this time, a round of crossbow arrows was fired. Zhu Hui and others threw away their crossbows, climbed over the ridge of the roof, flew down from the roof, passed through the alleys full of weeds, stepped on the low wall, and jumped into the courtyard. Fight.

when! !

Zhu Ji's condescending sword was combined with Mao Zongxian's unsheathed heavy sword, causing sparks to fly.

With long hands and long legs, and a weight of two hundred kilograms, he jumped from a high place. The force of Zhu Ji's sword was more than a thousand kilograms at least.

However, Mao Zongxian took the knife forcefully and took only half a step back. The thick-backed sword shook in the air, pushing Zhu Ji upside down and landing outside the courtyard wall.

Mao Zongxian's sword is more than four feet long, as wide as a palm, and the back of the sword is extremely thick. Even if he slaps a person sideways, it can break a person's bones.

If the blade is struck, it can often split a person's body in half.

After Zhu Ji fought against him once or twice for the first time, he knew that his fierce attack would be counter-pressured by the opponent, and he could easily lose in a short period of time, which was very dangerous.

So on the way to Ping'an City, the next few fights were between Zhu Hui and Mao Zongxian, and Zhu Ji went to stop Cao Tian.

This time, Zhu Ji actually came to him again. Something went wrong, and Mao Zongxian became more vigilant.

After repelling Zhu Ji, instead of pursuing him, he retreated quickly, preparing to meet up with Jia Ting.

But as soon as he took a step back, he felt the moonlight in the sky dim, and a figure flew directly from behind the opposite roof ridge to the sky above the courtyard, and struck down with a stick.

The strong wind on the stick almost rubbed the bridge of Mao Zongxian's nose and pressed it down, and the end of the stick was nailed into the ground for more than five inches.

If he had retreated even a moment later, this stick would have been driven into his head.

Su Hanshan's calculated blow actually missed, and he was slightly surprised. The cane in his right hand stabbed through the wind and caught up with Mao Zongxian's face.

Mao Zongxian stepped back again, raised his sword to block, and prepared to use his strength to jump to the door of the house.

He had already heard Jatin opening the door and shouting.

As long as the two of them meet up, even if they face the crutch weirdo and Zhu Ji at the same time, they still have some chance of winning, and they won't be as passive as when he faces them alone.

when! ! !
When the crutch struck the blade, Mao Zongxian had already jumped up and lifted his feet off the ground.

At this time, the original few fans in the courtyard were almost killed, but more fans rushed out of the house.

And the horses that had been sleeping for a long time also woke up and were standing up from lying on their sides, wagging their heads and tails, and stepping with their hooves.

The courtyard immediately became crowded and chaotic. The sounds of people shouting for death and the neighing of horses seemed to turn the place into a condensed battlefield.

Everyone only sees the enemy, themselves, and the horses around them, and no one cares about their third gear.

Only Zhu Ji and Mao Zongxian himself clearly saw the incredible scene outside the wall.

After the crutch touched the blade, it did not continue to move forward, but instead pulled back.

The wooden crutch and the sword made of fine steel seemed to be suddenly cast into a whole.

Even if there is only a small contact surface at the tip of the crutch, it is extremely strong and inseparable.

Mao Zongxian, who is jumping backwards, is more than eight feet tall and a burly man like a bear...

The whole person was pulled back! !

(End of this chapter)