Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

After all, he is a child, and Zhao Hulu is only 14 years old today, since he followed Su Mu.Mr. Su talks and laughs like a gentleman, and he has no casual contacts. As the prime minister, even his family is respectfully confessed. When has he ever camped in such a wilderness.

Moreover, it is close to the border, so it is uncertain when the Tatars will kill them.

As soon as it got dark, the arrogant prime minister's family was terrified, and finally regained their looks as an underage kid.

When speaking, his neck shrank in fear.

Su Mu smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's very dark and the roads are so difficult. Ningxia is full of soldiers, and there is the danger of the Great Wall. The Tatars are not parachutists, so they might fly over with wings. "

The ancient night is different from the modern society with severe light pollution. When it gets dark, especially in this kind of night without any starlight, you can't see your fingers.Not to mention fighting, even if you are walking, if you are not careful, you will fall into the potholes on the side of the road.

Fighting at night has extremely high requirements on the organization and coordination of the army. If you set off with the army, maybe your own troops will release the ducks before you encounter the enemy.Therefore, when the ancients fought, when it got dark, they would call gold to withdraw their troops at the same time.

Su Mu didn't think that the Tatars would take the risk of going tens of miles deep into the interior in the dark to find their own bad luck.

After comforting Zhao Hulu a few words, Su Muyou looked towards Xie Ranran.

But seeing Xie Xiucai had taken off the scholar's blouse at some point and changed into a gray solid suit, and was sitting by the campfire, sipping wine and laughing at the same time.

Hearty laughter came along with the wind, sometimes accompanied by spirits and the strong manly aura of the Guanzhong man.

Su Mu smiled, what aura of a scholar does this guy have?

At first glance, it looks like a green forest hawker.

He glanced at Zhao Hulu next to him. They were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old children. How could there be such a big gap?

Speaking of which, a character like Xie Ziran fits the image of a scholar in Su Mu's mind. This is a Confucian scholar who is a sage inside and a king outside!

Although he admired it in his heart, Su Mu respected his status and wanted to avoid suspicion, so he would not take the initiative to talk to Xie Ranran. ,

After eating some dry food and taking a sip of hot soup, he entered a small tent by the roadside.

After walking for a day, the weather was hot, and Su Mu was very tired, so he fell asleep without realizing it.

I don't know how long it took, a ray of light came in from outside the tent and fell on Su Mu's face, it was already bright.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of rumbling horseshoes, and then a large puff of smoke and dust rolled into the small tent, choking him to cough.

The sound of horseshoes was so urgent, and then there was a panic cry: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Su Mu was startled, he didn't bother to stay in bed, he stood up suddenly from the ground and rushed out of the tent.

Looking up, he saw the chaotic porters everywhere, and the knights under Xie Ranran were all fully armed and charged forward on horseback.

"Oops, Zhao Gourd, the crow, really told the truth. It's just that the Tatars didn't attack at night, but chose the time of the morning." Su Mu's heart skipped a beat.

"My lord, my lord, the Tatars are coming!" Zhao Gourd cried with a mournful face, "Go, go!"

"What's going on, where are the Tatars?" Su Mu had never seen a real war since he traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and he suddenly felt a little flustered.

He took a forced breath to calm himself down.

Zhao Hulu stuttered a little: "Master, sir, just now Xie Xiucai said that they heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, so he called everyone up, saying that everyone gathered together to guard first, and he took the people over to see it first. look."

While speaking, Xie Ziran cupped his hands at Su Mu: "Editor Su, from what I hear, it should be the Tatars coming. Xiaosheng will take the people there first to have a look."

He was dressed in a military uniform, holding a sharp Ming Dynasty frontier army-style goose feather knife in his hand, and the horse snorted manically under his seat, and he looked heroic.

Su Mu was puzzled: "How could this Tatar go deep into Ningxia? Why didn't the frontier army issue an alarm?"

Xie Ziran also sighed and shook his head: "Supposedly not, but Xiaosheng has overlooked one point. This section of the Great Wall has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are gaps in many places. There are only so many troops on the frontier, and it is impossible to catch everyone. A section of the pass. Presumably, the Tatars sneaked here from this section. My lord, the military situation is urgent, and Xiaosheng will go first. Drive!"

With a long howl, the seven men and seven horses rolled up the billowing yellow dust and went away in an instant, leaving only the terrified peasants on the ground.

Probably because the spirit was too tense, and many people were trembling.

"Crash!" With a sound, a large cart fell to the ground, and the food in the cart spilled all over the ground.

Looking at the chaos in front of them, there is no way to clean it up. Only God knows how long it will take to bring the team back to normal.

Su Mu realized that it was wrong to go on like this, frowned, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Hearing Master Su's laughter, everyone was stunned, and the commotional team gradually calmed down.

Su Mu yelled: "Xie Xiucai said that it might be the Tatars who attacked, but before he saw them, he was not sure. Maybe it was my Ming Dynasty's frontier army? If you can't get it, you just scare yourself in the end. Chaos What a mess, pack your bags, there's still a long way to go."

Seeing that Mr. Zhuangyuan was so calm, and people of this age had a natural respect for scholars, the team soon calmed down.

Everyone packed up the chariots and horses swiftly. Seeing that the people and horses in front of them finally returned to normal, Su Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and prayed in his heart: I hope it was a false alarm... However, looking at the appearance of nature, this road He is familiar with it, so he shouldn't tell lies...According to Murphy's Law, bad things will definitely happen... I just hope that this team can pack up as soon as possible, so that they can start off sooner.

Thinking of this, Su Mu opened the suitcase, took out the three guns from inside, and loaded the medicine.

With a gun in hand, I feel much more at ease.

Just at this moment: "咻!" With a sound, a sounding arrow drew a beautiful arc and landed in front of the car.

"Tartar, Tartar!" someone cried.

I saw a group of Tatars riding tall horses, holding sharp swords and carrying bows at the corner of the road ahead.

This group of people was exactly the same as the prairie people in Su Mu's imagination, with broad faces and dark and rough skin.People are also short and thick.

The Tatars didn't rush to charge, instead they rode their horses towards them leisurely, as if they were observing something.

"Ah!" All the peasants yelled in horror, their voices full of despair.

Su Mu's heart was also beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his mouth: Sure enough, good things don't work and bad things work, is it the law!

Looking ahead again, there were at least twenty Tatars in that team.

While Su Mu's mouth was bitter, a thought suddenly came to his mind: Didn't Xie Ziran go out to investigate the enemy's situation? How did this team of enemies get here?