Chapter 71: The third breakup (5)

It's more about expectation than fear.
It’s not that the men don’t like fighting. The origin of this world happened to be a military commander with martial arts skills. The first two worlds are of the scholar type, and this time Song Yucheng also wanted to have a good experience of the horse-riding comfort.
It was only after the people in the dark surrounded Song that appeared, Song Yucheng's face suddenly sank.
Unlike the thief in the original memory, the thief here is not so much a thief as a soldier.
Even though these military uniforms on their bodies were already dirty, Song Yucheng could still recognize them at a glance, and it was the standard military uniform of Daan for twelve years.
It is now thirty-two years of Da’an, that is to say, these people are all veterans of ten years. After being a soldier for ten years, it is impossible to fail to understand how to defend the home and protect the country, but now I can come out to stop the road and rob it. It can be seen what this Rongcheng is like.
The heralding soldier frowned as well, with a trace of intolerance in his eyes. His previous days were not good either. They only became better after he later followed Song Yucheng. So every time I see such a scene, I feel very uncomfortable.
It's uncomfortable, and things have to be done. What's more, the prince of his own county took over, and the soldiers in this Rongcheng city will also improve a lot in the future.
Thinking so, he took the initiative to step forward and asked quietly. "Several military lords have something to do with us?" The pleasing look is like a little servant with ordinary skills.
The veterans were also confused by his appearance, and mistakenly thought that Song Yucheng and the herald soldiers were ordinary young masters and attendants passing by. Coincidentally, I plan to borrow some money from you to spend. Young Master, I think you have fine skin and tender meat, you definitely don’t want to be beaten, it is better to pay directly, and our brother will let you go."
"Yes, how much do you want?" This time it wasn't the herald soldier who answered, but Song Yucheng spoke up.
"Go to the road!" The robbery soldiers looked at him with pleasure, and then relaxed. "So, we will not hurt your life. You can let you leave the horse and the money on us!"
However, Song Yucheng smiled unexpectedly, "If you want money, this horse, I'm afraid you can't afford it."
"Fuck! Isn't it fun to play Lao Tzu!" The robbery soldier ruff saw that the play in Song Yucheng's eyes was suddenly angry, and he would strike him in the next step.
However, the movement of the heralding soldier was much faster than him. After a stride, he stopped him and raised his foot, kicking the one that followed next.
It can only be said that none of the soldiers in Song Yucheng's hands are good stubble. They are all humanoid weapons that have really experienced combat. By comparison, the soldiers are too weak.
But after a while, he was beaten and knelt down to call his father. Five or six people had never beaten Song Yucheng and the two of them. No, to be precise, the herald soldier beside Song Yucheng was never beaten. However, half of the tea time, all lying on the floor to whisper pain.
"Boy! Now the changer asks you a few questions." Song Yucheng saw the situation and dismounted slowly, walked to the headed soldier, and raised his head with the whip.
"Yeah asks you, how many guards are there in Rongcheng? What other officials are there in the city? Who said it?"
"What do you mean?" The soldier originally thought that Song Yucheng was going to beat him and was ready to play grandson. But he never expected that he asked himself many questions related to Rongcheng's interior.
A good young master, ask these things? Although the soldier did not work hard, he was not a fool, and he became alert all at once, with a smile and a temptation: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Why don't you care about me?" Song Yucheng smiled and removed the whip, and took a silver coin from the purse around his waist and placed it in front of the soldier.
"Come on! Don't just want money. Tell me what I want to ask. How much money do you want? I can afford it."
Song Yucheng's two sentences directly exposed his nature. Where did the savage look still come from? Obviously it is the old oil seed who is used to rivers and lakes.
And a person like him, he would never come to a place like Rongcheng for no reason, unless...
The soldier's heart sank, and a conjecture emerged. Then he took a hard bite and scolded loudly: "Fuck! This grandson is a spoiler! I restrain them, little six, old high. You take someone to run! Go back and speak to Master Qiao, just Say I can't go back to Yang Qing, let him take care!"
After talking, this soldier named Yang Qing, just like crazy, hugged the messenger, and kept talking about: "Lao Zi fights with you! Rongcheng is so poor, there are people Calculate, don't think about it! The first one, the dead one, are all standing peeing men! Lao Tzu must never be a traitor of the rebel city!"
He exploded in such an effort, and his strength was even more powerful. Don't look at the fact that the commander is good at kung fu, this will also be temporarily restrained by him.
As for the remaining ones, they also reacted. Without a word, they ran back to the city like crazy.
They are not afraid of death, they are afraid of delaying things. Rongcheng was so broken that even the walls were not stable. If someone attacked, they would die when they died, and the people in that city would all be over.
Thinking about this, the few people who fled, the steps under their feet became faster and faster, but in a blink of an eye they ran out dozens of meters. Seeing that, Yang Qing was also in peace, hoping that his whole body was wrapped around the heralding soldier, and he must never be given the opportunity to chase his brother.
"Lao Tzu will not let you succeed even if he confesses here today!" Yang Qing has really exerted his energy, even his eyes are suffocating.
The messenger was also the same, and he could not really hurt him, so he froze.
However, they missed a person, that is, Song Yucheng, who seemed to be just an ordinary rich son.
If it is really on the battlefield, it may indeed be difficult to say. But on this kind of land, dealing with a few soldiers with unfavorable hands and feet is almost as easy as a palm. He didn't even have to chase.
It seems that Song Yucheng slowly took a bow from the horse. It was not the kind of common son-in-law hunting, but a real heavy bow. Just holding it in the hand makes people feel the kind of ghostly killing intention.
Yang Qing felt bad and turned his head subconsciously to look at Song Yucheng, but he suddenly saw the two quaint little seals carved on the bow, "wandering".
The wanderer, one of the ten famous bows, is strong and strong, and the arrow of the off-string is as eager as the wanderer returns home. And Song Yucheng's arrow method also did not fall into the prestige of the bow, but between breathing, the three sharp arrows flew out like this, unbiased, just hit the sleeves of the three people who fled, and directly nailed the person to the ground. .
"It's over." The three of them suddenly turned red and almost cried out almost immediately. However, they were not sad that they were dying, but felt that they had let down Yang Qing's opportunity to fight for them. And the smallest one left was stunned, a little at a loss.
"Little Six, run quickly!" Yang Qing reddened his eyes when he saw this, and wanted to fight desperately with Song Yucheng immediately: "You gang bastards! Let go of my brother!"
He let go of the herald soldier and rushed to Song Yucheng. However, the effort was too great, and even Song Yucheng's clothing corner was not touched, and he was stopped by the subordinate soldier.
"Toss! I see how you are still tossing." Three times, five times and two, Yang Yang was and thrown on the ground, the messenger's face was also stunned. Going to the geese all day long made the geese peck their eyes, and even Yang Qing was such a trifling cat that he wasn't considered a kung fu.
"It's time to practice." Song Yucheng ridiculed him with a smile, and then whistled, just to see Hai Dongqing, who had previously penetrated into the clouds, rushed straight down and headed towards the little six son who ran away.
Hai Dongqing is the fastest and fiercest emperor in the eagle. Ordinary adult men with weapons may not be able to please them. What's more, Xiaoliu's body is thin, and he can't fight at a glance. In Haidongqing's eyes, catching him is no different than catching a rabbit.
This is really over. Yang Qing was cold, staring at Song Yucheng's eyes full of hatred. Yang Xiao became more and more anxious after the little six son fell to the ground by Hai Dongqing's paws.
Finished, today is estimated to be completely cold. Yang Qing struggled to death, and finally put the next sentence "Kill kill! Laozi will tell you nothing!" He closed his eyes and waited for death.
As for his other brethren, the reaction was the same.
"Yes!"
"Kill kill, we are not afraid!"
It was originally that they robbed, but now it has become a bully of Song Yucheng.
Seeing that they were dying for the country, Song Yucheng and the herald soldiers looked at each other, and they all smiled helplessly.
The skill is not very good, but somehow did not lose the soldier's face. The bones are still hard.
Song Yucheng felt his heart clear and pointed to the place where the cavalry had rested before. Then Hai Dongqing immediately grasped the power and flew again. Then he said to the herald soldier: "Go, call all of us!" After that, instead of talking to Yang Qing, they closed their eyes and recuperate immediately.
The time passed by bit by bit, for Yang Qing and others, this short time for a tea was longer than a year.
And the sound of horseshoes vaguely remembered in the distance is like a life-saving sign, making their despair deeper.
Finished, Rongcheng is finished!
The tears in Yang Qing's eyes fell down, and the others couldn't help crying.
Song Yucheng looked at it and couldn't help it. He couldn't help raising his foot and kicked it on Yang Qing's shoulder: "Come on!"
"Bah!" Yang Qing thought Song Yucheng was ironizing him, and took a hard bite. But Song Yucheng hit his head with a silver spindle.
"Don't cry, Lord rewards you." Song Yucheng turned his head to look at the direction of the cavalry, and pointed to Yang Qing and said: "The hand is too bad, and the character is not very good. But the morale is good, it can be regarded as A little conscience, knowing that Zhongjun is patriotic. My grandfather recognized you as a soldier. But the military law must not be violated. After going back, each of you will receive 30 whips, which is considered a punishment.
"Who are you?" After this meeting, Yang Qing realized that Song Yucheng's tone was not right, unlike someone who wanted to inquire about the military and wanted to win the city.
At the same time, as if to verify his conjecture, the sound of a thundering horseshoe came from afar, and finally came near. The former Hai Dongqing also came back and fell on Song Yucheng's shoulder. As for the forefront of the team, it was the herald who had just beaten them.
Hearing only the commanding soldiers release the commanding arrows and raise the voice: "Enter the city!" Then the formation of the cavalry changed suddenly, orderly as if it were a person. And Song Yucheng also slowly put the bow back and put it on the horse.
"Go back and eat meat and drink with the grandfather, and you know who the grandfather is!" After that, he drove the horse towards the cavalry. Although it fell to the end, the horse under him was amazingly fast. However, a few breathing efforts came to the front of the team.
And in that cavalry team, the flying flag also made Yang Qing's question answered.
All troops in Daan must use the name of the country, but this cavalry is obviously not. I saw that the golden "Yu" word on the vermilion military flag was like a dragon, and Zhang Yang was unintentional, quite a bit domineering.
In Daan, there is only one surname Yu who can use his surname as a flag.
"Lying trough!" This huge water rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and those of them who were soldiers robbed their future heads. Yang Qing immediately understood what Song Yucheng meant by "my soldier". Unexpectedly, he was not uneasy in his heart, but unexpectedly felt excited.
They have long heard people say that although King Rong Jun is a dude, he is the most protective of the calves. Following his soldiers, there was nothing bad.
So I have been expecting a lot.
But I heard later that Rong Jun Wang became a relative and married his daughter-in-law. Shanghai is so prosperous, it is a newly-married, and live well, but who will come to Rongcheng, a ghost place where birds don’t and don’t lay eggs.
Unexpectedly, Song Yucheng really came!
"A few brothers, come back to the big camp quickly! The savior is coming!"
Several other people also became excited, and quickly helped each other to break free, ready to go back and say good news to the brethren.
But they were so excited that Song Yucheng, after arriving at Rongcheng, couldn't help but move the real fire.
When he was in Beijing before, he heard many rumors about Rongcheng. At that time, I just thought it was too exaggerated. But what I never expected was that he would not know how terrible the situation of Rongcheng was until he actually saw it with his own eyes.
Just looking at the houses in the city, they are all gray and there are no decent restaurants on the roadside. As for the farmers who buy vegetables, they are all sullen. As for the vegetables they sell, they want to be thinner than they themselves.
Fortunately, there are no beggars on this street. But this is not something to be touted. Because in Song Yucheng's eyes, these civilians in Rongcheng are similar to beggars themselves.
Song Yucheng's heart suddenly sank. But soon, the official who came to meet him interrupted his thoughts.
"Sovereign Lord, you came so fast, why didn't you tell the small one?"
Unlike Song Yucheng's brain filling, it wasn't Yang Qing who was in the mouth of Yang Qing who came out to pick him up, but a fat man who looked like a dog official. It is said that it was Rongcheng's Zhirongzhou military and military affairs. In other words, it was the acting city owner. Apart from Song Yucheng, the entire Rongcheng was his biggest.
In this way, it would be logical for him to receive him. Song Yucheng and the herald soldier behind made a gesture, and the herald soldier led his life, and then quietly went away.
This was the secret code for their cavalry battalion, and he was asked to go out to investigate. On the other hand, Song Yucheng, as usual, talked to this Rongcheng Zhizhou, and by the way, listen to how he described the current status of the city.
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Generally entertain the peak, you must have a banquet. But even in a hurry right now, a table of meals is still easy to rectify.
So soon, after a short narrative, Song Yucheng moved to his home with the enthusiasm of Rongcheng Zhizhou.
The Zhizhou Mansion is much larger and more magnificent than Song Yucheng’s brain repair. Just like the civilians outside who are not able to eat or eat, they are all illusions. On the state capital of Rongcheng, there is no half-hearted appearance, and there is even the ability to raise a group of singers. All appearances are as beautiful as flowers.
As for the food on the table, it seems rough, but compared to this place, it is already a top-notch gluttonous food.
A place where the soldiers who are so poorly defending the city are going to rob, Rongcheng Zhizhou can still have this kind of enjoyment, and various reasons are self-evident.
No wonder Yang Qing would be so excited when he heard his name. Song Yucheng thought about it secretly, but then, an inexplicable guilt suddenly rose suddenly. This is the emotion left by the original.
Yes, Yu Qinian, as a military commander, his soldiers and his people, live in such a hot place, but he is in love with the prosperity of Beijing because of his pursuit of love, and locked himself in the house, which is not a sin. .
"Don't cry, your regret, your sins, I will help you clean it up." Song Yucheng sighed silently, comforting a few words in his heart. And that emotion also released a lot.
With a sigh again, Song Yucheng did not speak, but his eyes looked colder when he saw that Zhizhou. At this moment, a small furry thing under the table rubbed his leg unexpectedly.
Song Yucheng bowed his head and faced a pair of blue cat eyes. But it is a black milk cat that is extremely beautiful.
Most of them are taken care of very well. This milk cat is smooth and smooth, and its soft fur is more comfortable than good satin. Round and short hands and short feet, at first glance, it looks like a hair ball.
And it seemed to feel the smile in Song Yucheng's eyes, too embarrassed not to look too far, but the short claws, but involuntarily hugged Song Yucheng's legs.
"To hug~" A sweet and greasy voice came from Song Yucheng's brain, clearly that the milk cat was playing coquettishly with him.
Song Yucheng found it interesting and watched it for a while, but the milk cat was a little anxious and angrily slaps him, not awkward to ignore him.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. You look good, I can't help but look dumbfounded." Song Yucheng has always been right to take this little thing, simply picked it up and hugged it in his arms.
But that Zhizhou originally said flattery. When he saw him doing this, he immediately suffocated him back.
He had heard before that Song Yucheng was acting dumb, and there were no rules. But I never imagined that he was so absurd. Why are you holding a beast on the table while eating?
But even so, he didn't dare to say anything. After all, Song Yucheng's identity was there, and he could only embarrassedly say, "Your lord is kind and treats these animals so well."
"Really?" Song Yucheng glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, then picked a piece of fish and put it in white water to rinse it, and fed the cat cub.
However, the cat cub understood that he was rejected by Zhizhou. He simply stretched out his claws and pushed away the chopsticks that Song Yucheng passed to his lips. He jumped to Song Yucheng's ear three times, and Miao Mimi complained. .
Naturally, Zhizhou couldn't understand it, only when Song Yucheng played with Cat Cub. As everyone knows, every meow of this cat cub is a criminal evidence that sent him to the guillotine.
"Every year you don't know, this dog officer colluded with the bandits and deducted the military pay. It is said that there are several soldiers starving to death this year alone."
"He also sells private salt. The money in this house comes from here."
"Also, Rongcheng and the villagers have something to do with him, he never cares. But Fan Shengtang is asking for money. If there is no money, he will be rushed out. I saw with my own eyes last time that a family was robbed of the farmland by the best relatives and filed a grievance. There was no door, and finally I was killed in the lobby."
"There is such a thing?" Song Yucheng listened, startled, staring at the Zhizhou's eyes, and suddenly became awkward.
However, coincidentally, when Song Yucheng was going to interrogate the Zhizhou, the herald soldiers sent by him before also rushed in from the outside, saying the first sentence: "Yeah! This dog officer is Damn it should be cut immediately!"
The author has something to say:
Black hair milk meow: I am the most capable little expert every year!
Hai Dongqing: Get out! I'm the!
System: You all get away! I'm the favorite of adults [national treasure-style selling cute]