Chapter 402

A few days later, Xiangyang County Government.

"General nine, try this old wine. This is the most precious wine of the original county magistrate. A jar is worth hundreds of liang of silver. From a small point of view, only a great man like general is worthy of this wine. Serve it for you..."

With a flattering smile, the brown steward bent down and knees to pour wine to a burly man with beard.

The older the man was, the more he was in his early thirties. His shoulders were very wide. His muscles were like boulders, and his knots were strong.

The palm was broad and rough, like a palm fan. The big bowl looked pocket and exquisite in his hand.

He leaned on the top position and held two slim women in his arms. None of their skin was good. The man's free hand touched the woman and soon left a brand-new red mark.

The two women were so frightened that they could only bite their lower lips and tremble, and dared not resist.

"Bah, it's a good wine? It doesn't taste much better than what I've drunk before -"

The man took a sip, his face became fierce, sprayed out all the wine in his mouth, and smashed the wine bowl in his hand.

The man was rough and strong. Sitting there was like a small meat mountain. One man supported him four.

The manager in brown clothes was so frightened that he almost threw the wine jar in his arms to the ground.

"Go away, useless coward. Don't hinder the general's enjoyment."

The man waved his palm and pushed the brown steward away.

He didn't use much energy, but the other party fell back and rolled hard, so that his teeth were loose.

Seeing this, the man laughed like Hong Lei. Standing outside the hospital, you can hear the man's unbridled laughter.

The steward in brown staggered up and limped away. Behind him came the voice of two women sobbing and panting.

This was originally the residence of the magistrate of Xiangyang County. The two beautiful women in it were the concubines of a rich businessman in Xiangyang County.

As for the man who is looking for fun, he is the leader of the Qingyi army, general Jiu.

Just as Feng Jin and others said, the leaders of the Qingyi army are bandits in the mountains. They are full of evil on weekdays. If it were not for the earthquake disaster and the death of the Dongqing royal family and the relocation of the capital, they might still occupy the top of the mountain and rob their homes.

Now they have risen up, but they have been sought after by a large number of people. They have changed into self styled generals, which can be called high spirited.

The so-called nine generals of the Qingyi army, self styled Flying Tigers, were originally just mountain village men. One day when he was drunk, his lust suddenly rose. He molested his neighbor's daughter and was strongly resisted by the other party. He killed by mistake. For fear of being caught in prison, he had to run for his life and finally became a bandit.

Living in a house that was once inaccessible, sleeping a woman who only appeared in a dream, don't mention how natural and unrestrained these days.

"Report!"

The nine generals were playing happily, and a green army carrying a message came out of the house.

He got up unhappily from the woman and scolded in a thunderous voice, "what's the news, what's the matter!"

"Report to the general that a big fish was found outside the city." The man raised his head with a smile. He was originally a confidant brought out by the ninth general from the bandit's nest, so he was not afraid of the murderous ninth general. "According to my brothers, he should be the cook of the imperial court to transport supplies."

"From the imperial court..." general Jiu was frightened and asked, "how many people?"

"About 3000 people, most of them were injured. They should have fought with someone and managed to escape." The messenger continued, "there are at least a hundred baggage carts. The little ones secretly went to the place they passed to check, and all they spilled was rice."

When general Jiu heard this number, he couldn't help but feel excited, but after that, he raised some worries.

"Three thousand people... Will there be too many?"

The messenger said again, "general nine, don't worry. Among the 3000 people, seven or eight CDs are followed by the people running for their lives, and the rest of the soldiers are also decorated. It is estimated that these grains are also fools in Beijing who sent them to other places for disaster relief..."

After the establishment of the Tsing Yi army, it repeatedly robbed Jiang Pengji's trilogy and cut off a lot of food.

In the view of these bandits, the food is cheaper than taking it to save the half dead people.

Their Qingyi army rose for the sake of the people.

"General, from a small point of view, they will cross the road from the Dragon Tiger plank road. If we let them pass, it will be difficult for us to catch up again."

After the Longhu plank road, there are several green army in Chengde County. This fat meat will be cheaper for others.

The ninth general thought for a moment and asked, "how much food do our brothers have?"

The informant said, "there was a lot of money searched, but they didn't eat much. Many brothers still tied their belts."

In fact, there are a lot of grain, but it can't support tens of thousands of soldiers in Tsing Yi. Everyone has opened his stomach to eat. After a few days, the Grain Reserve has bottomed out. If it were not for the autumn harvest season, the granaries and grain depots of each family would not have enough grain, and they would be hungry if they continued.

The ninth general frowned and said impatiently, "then take your brothers and cut off their food. Don't make other birds cheap."

The reporter's heart was happy. What did general nine mean by this? He didn't come out?

He couldn't help but be ecstatic when he wanted to know what the servant would repay.

That group of people transported a lot of food, and the people who fled with their lives were all burdened with money, and there was a lot of oil and water to catch.

"General, how many brothers do you take to cut food?"

"Just bring three thousand."

Nine generals originally wanted to say four thousand, but when they thought that most of them were ordinary people, their combat effectiveness should not be strong.

"Order!"

The Qingyi army has been sending people to keep an eye on the team of grain transporters. They can go out of the city and chase after them with all their hands.

After leaving the city for only an hour, I could see that group of people walking towards the Dragon Tiger plank road like ants.

They seemed to have experienced a fierce battle. Everyone was decorated, looked tired and walked very slowly.

Carrying a large number of grain, the speed is not fast. In addition, the team is dragged down by thousands of people, and the speed is as slow as a tortoise.

"Meng thought it would take half a day for the fish to bite the hook. I didn't expect them to come so soon..."

Meng Hun noticed the movement from a distance, shaded himself with his hands, turned his head quietly, and found the trail of the Qingyi army chasing after him.

Xu Ke smiled and said, "don't say it. Let's go. Lang Jun's side is ready."

He was wearing a brown short coat, a common people's dress, and a pair of worn-out straw sandals under his feet. He looked very down-to-earth.

"Can you tell how many people they have come?" Xu Ke pressed the sun hat on the indenter and asked Meng Hun.

"Look at this. It's about 3000. Most of them are still on foot. It's estimated that they came all the way." Meng Hun Tut, with a little sarcasm in his words, "I'm tired after a long-distance attack, and I still want to steal food from behind. This brain..."