My wife has a secret

Chapter 60 Falling into the trap
After the matter was settled, several border soldiers took an incense stick of time to pack their luggage and got on the spacious ox cart borrowed by the coachman at the back door of the inn.

But Lu Wanhe and his group had no idea that in a narrow alley just a hundred steps away, an old man who got up early and sold breakfast was watching them.

The old man with a stubble on his face took a puff of his pipe and sighed slowly.

"One, two, three..."

When he counted to the end, he closed his eyes slightly.

"Seventeen border troops marched south from Huangling Pass, and seven entered Suzhou City. All of them boarded the carriages."

Deep in the alley stood a thin figure wearing a milky white mask and wrapped in black clothes.

The sounds he made were strange, like a mixture of insects and birds, a forced imitation of human voices.

"None of them can escape."

……

The horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts stopped in the sparsely populated alley.

Because it was still dark, the houses and yards of the nearby neighbors were still quiet.

Lu Wanhe got out of the car first and followed Shan Yongpei into the yard.

The other people led by Uncle Li also entered one after another after briefly exploring the surrounding situation.

Shan Yongpei, who had not spoken before, said calmly, "Yesterday in Doctor Ning's clinic, we found a dry well exactly like the one in this yard, and there were stolen weapons hidden in it."

"Xiao Wu."

Uncle Li glanced at the wellhead and called out to the people behind him.

A short boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, walked out from the crowd. His military uniform didn't quite match his legs.

"Uncle Li, I'll go."

As soon as he appeared, he smiled at everyone with his big yellow teeth showing.

Seeing that he was still young, Lu Wanhe asked worriedly, "Uncle Li, the well here is very deep, don't joke..."

"Xiao Wu has flexible arms and legs, so he is suitable for doing rough work like climbing up and down... Third Young Lady, you may not know that our Xiao Wu once led General Yang and did odd jobs under the general."

"Yep!"

Xiao Wu became excited when he mentioned this, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

"Four years ago, General Yang was the captain of a hundred cavalrymen in the heavy cavalry. General Xiao Wu took a shortcut and killed three hundred Hu soldiers in one battle. It was so impressive!"

"The mess from a few years ago is endless. Go get some work now."

Amid Uncle Li's laughter and scolding, Xiao Wu ran to the well, flipped over and jumped in, making a whoosh sound.

But after a moment, the sound of footsteps landing was heard from the bottom of the well.

"It's the bottom."

Uncle Li smiled, very satisfied with the look his brothers gave to Commander Huangling.

After all, there is not only the distinguished Third Young Lady of the Xu family here, but also a colleague from the military.

It is such a pleasure to be able to show off my skills in front of the captain of the Zhennan Zhongwu Army, an elite force appointed by the imperial court!

Although Lu Wanhe was amazed at Xiao Wu's abilities, she was more curious about General Yang mentioned by these border troops.

What kind of woman could be so revered by these men who have experienced so much blood and rain?

"Is General Yang so powerful?"

The soldier who was previously called a brat by Uncle Li continued, "Of course, General Yang is a master of archery and is especially good at lance riding... The Mongols in the far north know this, right? They treat horses like their lives and eat and sleep with them, but my general's horsemanship is even better than theirs."

The rest of the border troops smiled upon hearing his words, but did not refute him, proving that what the little guy said was true. As a soldier, Shan Yongpei knew that there was a tribe of the Mongolians called the Keqin, which had lost the power struggle and migrated south with 3,000 Mongolian cavalry, looting three cities of the Jin Kingdom along the way.

According to battle reports from a few years ago, the Keqin tribe was defeated by Yang Xianning's troops three hundred miles outside Huangling Pass.

However, because the number of soldiers led by Yang Xianning was too small and they did not bring back any crucial spoils of war, the court generally believed that this battle report was fake news deliberately fabricated by the Yang family in order to gain merit and obtain food and fodder.

Judging from the performance of these border troops today, they seem to have no doubt that Yang Xianning defeated the Keqin tribe.

"found it!"

While the others were thinking about their own things, Xiao Wu shouted from the bottom of the well: "There are dozens of boxes of gun tips here! And they are of excellent quality, all good stuff!"

"it is good!"

When Uncle Li heard this, he shouted excitedly.

Although the food and fodder that Huangling Pass needed the most were still missing, this batch of weapons was enough for them to report back.

As long as the steel used to forge the gun tip is hard, the temperature is mature, and it is paired with strong and tough dense wood, it will become a good gun.

"I, Li, kneel down to thank you two for your great help..."

Just as Uncle Li was about to thank Lu Wanhe again, dense footsteps suddenly came from all directions. Judging from the noise level, the number of people coming may have reached more than a hundred.

"what?"

Shan Yongpei, who was the most skilled in martial arts among the crowd, was also distracted for a moment. He expected that the thieves from the White Lotus Sect might attack them, but he did not expect that the number of people this time would be several times that of the previous archery.

In this short moment, the door at the entrance was slammed shut by someone, and then a heavy object was pushed against the courtyard gate, completely blocking the route to the entrance.

The sharp-eyed Shan Yongpei saw that the things blocking the door wall were carts loaded with heavy objects.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Just as Shan Yongpei was about to leave, suddenly a rain of arrows shot in from the holes outside the door.

This forced several people to quickly hide in the house to avoid the rapidly attacking arrows.

"Miss... this is..."

Ji Xia was frightened by the scene before her. She had never expected that this journey would be so dangerous.

"Damn, I fell into the trap again!"

Uncle Li knew that these people's purpose was to kill them here, so he hurriedly shouted to the well, "Xiao Wu, don't come up yet, something happened up there."

"what's the situation?"

While Xiao Wu was asking questions, clumps of weeds suddenly began to be thrown in outside the blocked courtyard gate, and soon filled up the area around the dilapidated courtyard house.

Then, from the gaps between the fence and the door, streams of a strange liquid with a dark color and a pungent fishy smell flowed out.

"Fire oil! This is a special incendiary material used by the military!"

Uncle Li was the first to recognize this thing, and the other border soldiers and Shan Yongpei who knew the power of this thing all changed their expressions.

The production of fierce fire oil is scarce, mostly in the north, and is usually used in tense city defense battles.

The house where the men were hiding was an old wooden house that had been in disrepair for a long time. Under the effect of the kerosene, it would soon be burned into a ball of flame.

"The White Lotus Sect's Winter Envoy sends his greetings to everyone."

The door of the old house closed with a sound. In the center of the rows of black-clad archers who were squatting and drawing their bows, stood a man wearing a painted face mask.

He casually pulled up the sieve, and the flame of the fire starter in his hand burned high.

Everyone knew that as long as the other party threw the fire starter into any place in front of them, a raging fire would start there.

(End of this chapter)