Yang Long was anxious about the pile of shining gold on the cart, so he led his men through Wulongkou in a hurry, and saw hundreds of people left behind, tensely confronting each other.
"Are you going to rebel? Fu Gu, what do you want to do?" Yang Long yelled angrily. It was Fu Gu who was caught by Yang Anxuan just now, regardless of his own life, and encouraged everyone to rush forward.
Fu Gupi said with a smile: "General Yang, if Dayan is gone, how can there be any rebellion. General Yang has got this lot of gold, so it's better to divide it up quickly, so that the brothers can go their separate ways."
Yang Long's eyes flashed fiercely, trying to find an excuse to kill Fu Gu.
Fu Gu said loudly: "Brothers, Dayan is dead. Let's divide the gold and break up. Do you think so?"
In response to a loud "yes", Yang Long saw that although his confidant remained silent, the expression on his face was clearly moved.
He sighed secretly in his heart, fearing that he would not be able to convince everyone, so he simply divided the gold and went their separate ways. Just as he was about to summon the leaders for discussion, he saw dust rising in the distance.
Yang Long took the opportunity to shout: "Wait a moment. Be careful and be on guard against changes."
The shield wall was erected, the lances were set up, the bows and arrows were ready with arrows in hand, the light cavalry was lined up on both sides of the shield wall, and the gold-laden vehicles were pulled behind the array.
Fu Gu quietly moved back, not far from the carriage. After Dayan was dead, the fool went to kill the enemy with all his strength, looking for the right opportunity to take the gold and run away.
Soon, the fluttering Yan-character flags were flying in the dust. They were both Yan-characters, but this Yan was not the other Yan.
Yang Long's horse was taken away by Yang Anxuan. He replaced it with a scimitar in his hand, raised the sword and shouted: "It's Murong Yan's Qingqi, the archers are ready."
Pinggui rushed to the front, and when he saw the Yan army arrayed in a distance, he raised a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth. Without saying a word, he waved his sword and pointed forward. The horse did not slow down and rushed straight towards the Xiyan soldiers and horses.
Yang Long originally planned to see if he could surrender decently, but when he saw that the opponent wouldn't say anything, he rushed over. He clearly wanted to kill them all, so he quickly shouted: "Shoot!"
A hail of arrows flew out, covering the sky and the sun.
Pinggui used his knife to strike the arrow, and a muffled sound came from behind him. He didn't need to turn around to know that someone under his command had been hit by an arrow.
After two rounds of arrows, Pinggui had already reached twenty steps. Yanglong waved his sword and galvanized his horse, charging towards Pinggui.
The two scimitars splashed sparks in the air, and Yang Long felt his heart heat up. The internal injury caused by the back of the blade just now broke out, and he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood.
His hands were weak and the scimitar flew away. Yang Long felt something bad, so he swung his stirrup and hid on the right side. The blade of the blade passed by his back with a chill. He stood up straight, and the dense Houyan Qingqi rushed towards him, drowning him.
Yang Long had no weapons in his hands, so he had to dodge left and right. By accident, he was stabbed on his left arm, followed by his chest and horse. A moment later, the horse and the horse fell in a pool of blood.
Fu Gu saw Hou Yan's troops and horses approaching fiercely and the defense line was constantly shrinking. Knowing that it was difficult to resist, he galloped towards the carriage.
Yun Fu led more than 20 soldiers to guard the carriage. When he saw Fu Gu galloping towards him, he raised his sword and shouted, "Fu Gu, what are you going to do?"
"Yunfu, we can't hold on anymore, take the gold and run for your lives."
Yun Fu hesitated, and Fu Gu said: "What are you waiting for? You won't be able to escape any later."
Yunfu was persuaded and lifted the car curtain, revealing a pile of golden things. He reached out and grabbed a handful and put it into his arms. When the guards saw this, everyone reached out to grab them, and they became a mess.
When the people around saw that Pao Ze was grabbing gold, they had no intention of fighting. They rushed towards the carriage one after another. Those in front blocked the road, and those behind used knives to cut it. Those who had caught the gold rushed out, also talking with swords and guns, and killing each other. Melee together.
Ping Gui led his light cavalry to attack and saw the gold scattered on the ground. He learned from the prisoners that Zhao Cheng and others had passed through Wulongkou more than half an hour ago.
He immediately ordered a hundred people to be left behind to guard the prisoners and the gold, and he took the remaining 200 people to pursue him.
So the bandits in Wulong Mountain saw Qingqi Zhuchen again. The army passed by three times in one day. The bandits didn't know what happened, so they abandoned the stronghold and fled.
Without the drag of the golden chariot, Yang Anxuan and others' speed increased a lot. In more than an hour, they were already eighty miles away.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yang Anxuan reined in his horse and said, "Rest for a moment, let's eat something and then drive forward for a while, in case there are pursuers behind us."
After eating, everyone drove forward another thirty miles by moonlight before looking for a place to rest. Yang Anxuan didn't know that this decision allowed them to escape disaster.
Thirty miles behind him, Pinggui was still leading his army to pursue him. If he hadn't walked thirty miles more, he would have been caught up by Pinggui.
A war horse neighed and fell to the ground, throwing the rider far away. Ping Gui reined in the horse and took a look at his own horse, which was also foaming at the mouth. The horses were exhausted and knew that they could no longer chase, so they ordered a rest. .
At Mao o'clock the next day, Pinggui ordered the soldiers to eat, and pursued again a quarter of an hour later.
At about the same time, Yang Anxuan's horse team also set off. It was only more than 200 miles away from the Mengjin North Ferry. There were 69 horses. Yang Anxuan decided not to compromise on horse power and rushed to the ferry as early as possible.
We set off at 2:00 a.m., and finally arrived at the ferry at Shenmo five hours later.
There were dozens of ferries parked on the shore, and many business travelers were preparing to cross the river. No one wanted to delay another day.
Five miles away, Pinggui led his army to catch up to the city. When he learned that Yang Anxuan's cavalry had just passed by a quarter of an hour ago, Pinggui took off his water bottle and drank a sip of air. In this pursuit, more than 20 horses were exhausted, and he finally caught up. On.
All his subordinates were exhausted. Pinggui did not order an attack, but rested on the spot.
When the merchants in the city saw the Qingqi coming, they all left the market to escape. Pinggui couldn't take care of it for a while, and soon everyone who was walking around got the news that there were pursuers.
The ferry became chaotic, everyone wanted to cross the river early. We can't follow the rules at this time. Yang Anxuan waved his hand and said: "We are the court messengers. We want to cross the river first. You guys get out of the way."
The caravans were all accompanied by guards. They ignored Yang Anxuan's thirty men and still fought for the ferry.
Yang Anxuan said to Xu Xiaozhong and others: "Disperse the crowd and cross the river first."
The vanguard battalion had been fighting fiercely all the way, and the blood-evil spirit on their bodies was strong. Those caravan guards were no match for them, they were beaten to the point of rolling around.
Fortunately, Yang Anxuan had explained it in advance, otherwise dozens of lives would have been left in the hands of the red-eyed Pioneer Battalion.
When the ferryman saw the dispute and wanted to leave, Yang Anxuan shot an arrow and shouted: "Whoever dares to leave will be killed without mercy."
A ship was already two feet away. Instead of docking, it rowed harder to leave the place of right and wrong. Yin Ji spurred his horse forward, and with a long neigh the war horse rode forward on the waves, jumped up from the water, and stepped heavily on the boat.
This kind of boat is more than five feet long, has a flat bottom, a square head and a square stern, and can transport tens of thousands of kilograms of cargo. The horse fell into the boat and the boat shook. The people on the boat held on to the edge of the boat to prevent them from falling into the river.
The spear was handed out, and the boat owner had no choice but to obey and rock the boat back to the shore.
Zhao Tian, Hu Fan and others drove their horses onto the boat, and Yang Anxuan ordered the loaded boat to leave the shore first. When there were still more than ten horses left, dust started to rise in the direction of the market, and the pursuers came.
Pinggui knew that the news had been leaked and did not dare to delay any longer. After resting for a while, he ordered his men to mount their horses and attack. Five miles away, I rushed there in a breath.
Hearing the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the merchants abandoned their goods and fled along the river bank for their lives.
Yan Qi appeared a hundred steps away, and there were still six horses not on board. Yang Anxuan shouted loudly: "Bow and arrow to stop the enemy, shoot the horses."
Twenty bows shot towards Yan Qi, not seeking to injure the enemy but only seeking to block it for a moment.
Yang Anxuan bent his bow and nocked an arrow, looking at Pinggui who was rushing forward. His true energy was concentrated in the arrow, and the arrow left the string and shot towards Pinggui with a sharp whistle.
Ping Gui raised his knife to strike at the arrow cluster, feeling the blade tremble. When he looked down, he found that there was a gap the size of a grain of rice on the blade.
This knife had been with him for more than ten years in battles and had received many treasures. When he saw the damage to the blade, he was heartbroken. He wanted to skin Yang Anxuan and remove his bones to avenge the injury to the knife.
Yang Anxuan calmly raised his bow and shot another arrow. Pinggui no longer struck hard and dodged to avoid it. Only a scream was heard from behind, someone was shot by a stray arrow.
The arrows intertwined like a net, and Yan Qi had to slow down his horse's pace, huddled together in front and back, and waited to disperse. Finally, the six horses had boarded the ship, and Yang Anxuan also boarded the ship.
The boat was six feet away from the shore. The boatman began to pull the sail, and Pinggui led his troops to the shore.
Looking at Yang Anxuan standing at the stern of the ship, Pinggui said loudly: "Zhao Cheng, this general found out that your gold was robbed, and specially returned it to you. You can get off the ship and get it."
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "General Ping, thank you for your kindness. I will leave the gold to the general to buy wine."
When Ping Gui saw the sails rising, the ship speed increased, he hung up his sword, took off his bow, and shot the cable with one arrow.
The sail fell, causing the horses on the ship to neigh uneasily.
Ping Gui laughed loudly, and his soldiers followed suit.
Yang Anxuan shouted angrily: "It is disrespectful to come and not return."
Taking the bow in hand, he saw the banner behind Pinggui. He shot an arrow and cut the laces. The banner fell to the ground and his laughter stopped abruptly.
Pinggui stared at Yang Anxuan coldly and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hongnong Yang Anxuan. General Ping, could you please say hello to Lord Yan on behalf of Yu? Just say that Yang Jiali is an important weapon of the country, and ten thousand pieces of gold are not easy to come by." Yang Anxuan said proudly.
"Yang Anxuan, the son of Yang Quanqi. Did you develop Yang Jiali?" Pinggui stared at Yang Anxuan, trying to carve this face into his heart.
The sails rose again and the ship speeded up, heading towards the south shore.
Pinggui turned his horse's head, did not cross the river to pursue, and returned to the eldest son with his men and horses.
At the end of August 11th, Yang Anxuan and others entered Mengjinguan.
When he learned that Yang Anxuan had entered the pass, Yang Siping quickly called him to the general's mansion and said anxiously: "You are finally back. Your father has been reminding you of your whereabouts three times a day. On August 18, Yin Zhong was reviewing people in Fenghuang Mountain. Come to think of it, There are only seven days left, and I don’t know if I can make it.”
It is more than a thousand miles from Mengjin to Jiyang City. It takes about two hundred miles to travel every day. It is difficult to reach it under normal circumstances.
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "Third uncle, don't be anxious. I have brought back more than 60 war horses from the northern region this time. If I change horses without changing people, I should be able to make it there."
Yang Siping was overjoyed. After all, the clan could only raise more than a hundred war horses after all their money and food. It was really gratifying for An Xuan to bring back more than sixty horses this time.
Hu Fan immediately stood up to see the war horses. Hu Fan said: "General Yang, this time Yu and An Xuan went deep into the Yan Kingdom, met the Yan Lord Murong Chui, and saw the eldest son's city destroyed with his own eyes. Now there is only one Yan Kingdom."
Yang Siping was shocked, sat back on the table, and said solemnly: "Counsellor Hu, please tell me in detail."
It sounded like a story, and it had twists and turns. Yang Siping's expression changed, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets when he heard that Master Yan gave 5,000 taels of gold as refill payment.
When he heard that Wulongkou had exchanged more than 3,000 taels of gold for thirty war horses, Yang Siping stood up angrily, pointed at Yang Anxuan and cursed: "Prodigal son, you just gave it to someone else with more than 3,000 taels of gold." , that horse is not made of gold."
Yin Ji secretly curled his lips, comparing the two, the Yang family's uncle and nephew were clearly superior. To come back after losing all your money sounds exciting.
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "The situation forces us to do this. Uncle, don't worry. Lord Murongchui of Yan asked his servant to give the emperor's credentials and a golden crown to express his goodwill and harmony. The servant planned to give the golden crown to the Xiahou Prefect for him to Please forward it to the Emperor on your behalf."
Yang Siping said angrily: "What are you doing for him? How can you give away the benefits you got for nothing? Give me your credentials and golden crown, and I will discuss with your father how to present the memorial."
Taking out the certificate of credence, he opened the wooden box and took out the gold five-beam crown. Yang Siping sighed again. It seemed that if it was not for the emperor, he would want to keep it.
It was getting late, Yang Anxuan and others were running all the way, saying goodbye and returning to the camp to rest.
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Seven days later, Pinggui met Murong Chui again and informed him that the pursuit had failed. He also reported that Zhao Cheng's real name was Yang Anxuan, the son of Yang Quanqi, the governor of Xinye.
Murong Chui laughed dumbly and said: "I asked for a plow in front of the maker of Yang Jiali. It really makes people laugh. With such a young and handsome man in Jin, I'm afraid Xie Xuan will be born again in a few years."
He turned to the prince Murong Bao beside him and said: "I am old, I am afraid that I will not have the chance to fight Yang Anxuan. You should pay attention to this person and don't be careless when you encounter him in the future."
Murong Bao didn't take it seriously and said: "Father, a little boy with a yellow mouth who is still young is worth your attention. As long as you give the order, I will immediately send my troops south, break through Xinye, and capture him before my father."
Murong Chui sighed silently, thinking of his eldest son Murong Ling who died under Wang Meng's golden sword plan. If Ling'er hadn't died early, he would have no successors.
No matter what, if Yang Anxuan takes away the golden crown from his hands, it will definitely have different meanings in the eyes of interested people; if not wait for the golden crown to be sent to Jiankang, he will send troops to Qing and Yan to seize some territory and give it to this kid. A lesson.
