Water Margin: You dog official, you still say you don’t know martial arts?

Chapter 692 Zhang Bao and Wang Heng: This life is unbearable! [1 more]

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Liu Gao came back and asked Zhang Bao and Wang Heng:

"What are you waiting for?
"Let's go!"

Zhang Bao and Wang Heng finally reacted and quickly carried Lin Chong and Wu Song on their backs.

Just at this moment, a cavalry patrol happened to come over.

The leading soldier pointed his whip at Liu Gao and his men:

"who!"

"go!"

Liu Gao gave an order and turned and ran.

Zhang Bao and Wang Heng hurriedly carried Lin Chong and Wu Song on their backs and ran behind.

Seeing Liu Gao and his men running away, the military officer became anxious and waved his whip:
“It must be a traitor!

"Chase me!"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Liu Gao, Zhang Bao and Wang Heng were running in front with big strides!
"Kuh-da-da! Kuh-da-da!"

The cavalry was chasing after them at full speed!
The military envoy sneered:

"You are a bunch of idiots, do you think you can outrun a horse?"

His subordinate Ma Jun also thought so, so everyone laughed after he finished speaking.

Then, I couldn't laugh anymore...

This unscientific!

The military envoy stared at Liu Gao, Zhang Bao and Wang Heng in disbelief. They were getting farther and farther away, and their backs were getting smaller and smaller...

However, the military envoy's mount was already so tired that it was panting like a cow.

There was foam coming out of his mouth.

"boom--"

One of the horses' hooves went weak, or perhaps it tripped over something, and it fell headfirst to the ground!
Several horses behind it were tripped and fell to the ground, with people and horses falling all over the place!

"Uu——"

The military commander had no choice but to pull the reins of his horse and angrily waved his whip in the air at the backs of Liu Gao and the others.

"This is impossible!"

Ma Jun, who had fallen to the ground, almost cried when he got up:
"The horses are exhausted, how can they run?"

All the Ma Jun had the same thought at this moment:
Is this Nima still a human being?

Wait!
Something doesn't seem right!
All the cavalry, including the military envoy, shuddered involuntarily:

Aren't they ghosts?
So the person we have been chasing for a long time is Piaopiao?

How can you catch up with a ghost?

This group of cavalry returned in despair and did not even report the incident to Tong Guan.

What should I say after reporting it? What happened after chasing it for so long?
Wouldn’t the Prime Minister be laughing so hard that his balls would hurt?
If he had...

……

"Get rid of them!"

Lin Chong lay on Zhang Bao's back, looked back and breathed a sigh of relief:
If I can't get rid of them, I'll just have to kill them all...

"Huchihuchi..."

Zhang Bao and Wang Heng, who were sweating and panting, slowed down a little. They were all overloaded just now.

However, they then discovered that Liu Gao was neither sweating nor panting, and he looked calm and relaxed, as if he was strolling in the garden.

Wang Heng was surprised: "Master, aren't you tired?"

Liu Gao: “Not bad.”

Liu Gao didn't have the heart to tell Zhang Bao and Wang Heng, I'm not tired because I'm trying to be compatible with you guys...

Zhang Baowang glanced at each other, both of them feeling a little desperate:

This is the only specialty we two brothers have!
Not even as tall as you!

This day is unbearable...

……

Ling Zhen felt that his spring had come. Originally, Ling Zhen was just a deputy gunner in the Tokyo Armory, living a life of idleness and waiting for death.

When people reach middle age, they give up everything and are afraid to share their sorrows with others.

I hide my tears and put on a smile in front of others, but I feel helpless inside.

Although he was known as "the best artilleryman in the Song Dynasty", so what?

There was no one above him and no one behind him.

No matter how talented he is in artillery, who would appreciate him?
In fact, let alone in the Song Dynasty, in the original novel, even if he went to Liangshan, he was only responsible for firing a signal cannon.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: Foreign countries use gunpowder to make bullets to defend against enemies, but we use it to make firecrackers to worship gods...

In this era where cold weapons are king, hot weapon technical talents like Ling Zhen are destined to be ignored.

But now it’s different. The Privy Councilor Tong Guan sent someone to find him and transfer him to Liangshanpo to fire cannons.

Ling Zhen felt that his chance had come, so he quickly received the certificate of the marching commander, loaded the necessary fireworks and powder, various cannons, and all the corresponding gunstone and gun carriages onto the cart, and took his personal clothes, armor, helmets, swords, luggage, and thirty or forty soldiers, and left Tokyo for Liangshanpo.

Everything seemed to be going well on the way except that the goldfish-eyed Yu Houguan sent by Tong Guan was too arrogant.

Seeing a woodcutter carrying firewood passing by, Yu Hou with goldfish eyes sent someone to call the woodcutter over to ask for directions:
"Man, what is the name of this place?"

The woodcutter replied, "This ridge is the Mengzhou Road. In front of the ridge, next to the big forest, is the famous Cross Slope."

Goldfish Eyes Yu Hou asked again: "Is there a hotel nearby?"

"Have."

The woodcutter turned his hand and pointed to the Cross Hill:
"The first big tree is on the Cross Hill, and next to the tree is a hotel."

"it is good!"

When Goldfish Eyes Yu Hou heard about the hotel, he was very happy:
"There's a hotel just ahead, let's go and have a drink."

So the convoy pulling the artillery quickened its pace, and in a short while, they arrived under the big tree at the head.

Sure enough, I saw a few thatched cottages that looked like they had been burned by smoke and fire, beside the stream, with wine curtains hanging on the trees.

In front of the hotel sat a burly man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a strong back and strong waist. He stood up and greeted us with a smile on his face:
"Sir, please take a rest.

"Our family has good wine and good meat, and when we want snacks, we have really big steamed buns."

Upon seeing this burly man, Ling Zhen's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help whispering to the goldfish-eyed Yu Hou:

"Yu Hou, this person may not be a good person.

"It would be bad if we entered a shady shop in this remote place!"

"Duh!"

Yu Hou with goldfish eyes rolled his eyes at Ling Zhen:
"What do you know?
"He has a big head and a thick neck. He is either a shopkeeper or a cook.

"Isn't this guy the shopkeeper and the cook?

“How could there be so many shady shops in broad daylight?
"Are you hinting at the Song Dynasty?"

Ling Zhen: “…”

Ling Zhen was speechless after being rebuked. The goldfish-eyed Yu Hou got off his horse and led the crowd into the hotel in a swagger.

Then the goldfish-eyed Yu Hou frowned and pointed at the smoky wall:
"In your store..."

"There's a fire."

The burly man said:
"The shop caught fire a few days ago, and we are doing some repairs now.

“But the tables, chairs, benches, pots, pans, and bowls in the store are all new.

"Sir, please take a seat. Would you like to have a quick meal or stay overnight?"

Yu Hou, with goldfish eyes, saw that the cypress table and chairs were indeed new, so he sat down without saying a word, just looking at Ling Zhen.

Ling Zhen called out to the burly man, "If you have any good wine or food, just bring it up."

Along the way, Yu Hou with goldfish eyes ate a lot of his flowers and his food, and Ling Zhen could only accept it with a pinch of his nose.

Who can blame her for being a popular figure in front of Tong Guan?

The burly man turned and went into the kitchen. Ling Zhen looked around vigilantly and saw a table of guests sitting in the corner.

From the back, it looked like a scholar and a big man were drinking, but they didn't look like bandits.

Soon the burly man came out again, carrying a large bucket of wine, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and cut a few plates of meat.

He filtered the wine for Yu Hou with goldfish eyes, Ling Zhen, and thirty or forty soldiers.

Then he went to the stove and took out a few baskets of steamed buns and placed one basket on each table.

The soldiers were tired and thirsty, so they just picked up the wine and ate it.

(End of this chapter)