Zhang Shiping was stunned for a moment, you actually said this at this juncture, you are really passionate about your wife. He sighed, shook his head and said, "Really not. I have been selling ginseng for many years, and I have never seen century-old wild ginseng a few times. It is completely rare."
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Wu." Zhang Shiping lowered his sword, hugged Wu Nian, then lifted up his clothes, hurried back to his bedroom, and walked out with a delicate box in his arms.
"A box of Dongzhu can travel all over the world." Zhang Shiping smiled, patted the box, and said, "Sir, let's go."
Wu Nian was very disappointed and sighed quietly. Where can we find century-old wild ginseng?
But now that it was imminent, Wu Nian did not dare to delay.
"Let's go." He nodded, raised the steel knife in his hand, and strode back towards the door. Zhang Shiping got a few carriages and stuffed the women and children at home into them. The men rode horses and the group strode southward.
Wu Nianzai was drinking in the busy city, and when someone was unprepared, he entered Zhang's house. Although the whole city was shocked, he was not rounded up because he killed quickly.
"Da da da." Wu Nian rode a strong maroon Liaodong horse, with red clothes, wide eyes and murderous intent, leading the way. His eyes were darting around, staring ahead and to the left and right, in case someone suddenly came out or fired a cold arrow.
Zhang Jin, Long Qie and other brothers, either on horseback or on foot, surrounded the team and moved forward.
Dongyuan City is a two-pronged area. Killing people and stealing goods is common, and the people who live here are also daring people.
Seeing the team passing by in a grand manner, people not only did not hide away, but shouted and rushed out to watch. More and more people gathered, talking in various directions, and became noisy.
"Isn't that Wu Nian? A group of Meng Yuan people were killed at the gate of the city a few days ago. What happened today? Isn't that Zhang Shiping? Did he kidnap Zhang Shiping? No, Zhang Shiping looked like he was two People work together.”
"Wu Nian? Is it Wu Nian, the tiger-killer from Beishan Fort? What a man. There are many people who kill tigers, but there are only a handful of people who dare to kill the Mengyuan people."
"Yes. Now that the Meng Yuan people are so powerful, if one day they break through Liaodong and kill the Meng Yuan people, the risk they need to bear is too great, too great."
Because of the killing of the Meng Yuan people at the city gate that day, Wu Nian's reputation has spread throughout Dongyuan City and has a tendency to spread throughout Liaodong.
Today, people don't know what happened, but looking at Wu Nian's naked clothes, they know that Wu Nian, who killed the tiger, went on a killing spree again.
Something big must have happened.
Wu Nian's reputation has reached a higher level.
In the midst of everyone's attention, Wu Nian led his team out of the south of the city and headed south.
.........
Zhang Shiping's words are not without purpose. The Meng Yuan people controlled Zhang Shiping's family soldiers, but that was not all.
In short, the Meng Yuan people had great influence and strength in the city.
Inside an ordinary three-entry mansion. Tuoshan was shirtless and playing with a long-handled sword. He has a square head and a big mouth, big round eyes, a tall and strong figure, and exudes a powerful aura all over his body.
Tuoshan is a Mongolian name, and he also has a Chinese name. His name is Zhu Changtian.
Zhu Changtian is the highest military leader of the Mongolian people in this Dongyuan City. With nearly a thousand men under his command, he is truly a captain of thousands.
The military system of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was divided into commanders of hundreds, commanders of thousands, and generals of ten thousand households.
This General of Ten Thousand Households is the highest independent military official position of the Mongolian people.
However, there may not necessarily be 10,000 elite soldiers under a general with ten thousand households. Some may only have seven or eight thousand, and some may have as many as twenty thousand.
Zhu Changtian was born as a commoner and grew up among white water and black mountains. Able to chase tigers and shoot black bears, he was a very powerful hunter before he joined the army.
He later joined the army, starting from a small soldier and rising to become a centurion and a commander of thousands. He fought bravely, and his official position and military exploits were all achieved in more than ten battles, with one sword and one shot.
After becoming a captain of thousands, Zhu Changtian began to be exposed to long-handled weapons, got used to wearing iron armor and riding horses, and became a cavalryman.
Zhu Changtian likes to ride a horse and kill people with a long-handled sword. This behavior is very, very enjoyable, protected by armor, and the enemy's bows and arrows hit him, just like scratching an itch, or at most a mosquito bite.
When the long-handled sword was swung, it was powerful and heavy. Sometimes it could cut off three or four heads with one strike. That feeling really made his blood boil and he couldn't stop.
The weather has turned cooler now, but for a strong person like Zhu Changtian, it is still too hot. What's more, he was wielding a machete and was sweating profusely in a short while.
But Zhu Changtian's aura was not chaotic at all, and his face was only slightly red. The long-handled sword, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was like a feather duster in his hand, dancing very easily.
"Hahahaha. Okay. It's so enjoyable. The broadsword forged by the Han people, the full-body armor forged by the Han people. Using them across Liaodong, killing Han people throwing away their armor, it's really a pleasure." After Zhu Changtian finished a set of sword skills, he was not tired. , on the contrary, it has the effect of relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation, which is very comfortable.
There were some domestic servants waiting around, and when they saw Zhu Changtian's appearance, they all lowered their heads slightly, showing awe.
The adults in our family are really brave.
At this moment, a soldier broke in from outside and saluted Zhu Changtian anxiously: "Sir, something bad has happened. Someone attacked Zhang Shiping's mansion."
"What did you say?" Zhu Changtian was stunned. Although Zhang Shiping was controlled by them, he still had a great reputation. Who would dare to take advantage of Zhang Shiping without having a good eye?
Zhu Changtian immediately became furious and ordered: "Order the troops. Come and wear armor for me."
"yes."
The servants around him immediately responded and dispersed. They are all calm. No matter who it is, if they act wildly in Dongyuan City, they will die in an ugly way.
The adults in their family would tear this man to pieces. Even if their adults can't deal with this person, a large army from Meng Yuan is stationed not far from Dongyuan City. With fast cavalry and horses, they will kill him soon.
Zhu Changtian was also very anxious. Zhang Shiping is a very useful chess piece. If anything happens to him, the superiors may be blamed.
"Who is it that is running wild in Dongyuan City?"
Zhu Changtian gritted his teeth.
The domestic slaves quickly took Zhu Changtian's full-body armor and put it on Zhu Changtian. Their movements were extremely skillful. Finally, Zhu Changtian put on his helmet himself and strode out of the house with a long-handled sword.
A crowd of three to four hundred people had already gathered in front of the mansion, most of them strong Han men.
There was a soldier in black clothes, leading a black horse, waiting for a long time.
Zhu Changtian held a broadsword in his right hand and clung to the saddle with his left hand. He stepped on the stirrup and climbed onto the horse skillfully. Then he raised the long-handled broadsword and shouted majestically: "Let's go to Zhang Mansion. No matter who the enemy is, I will chop him down." "
"Yes." The soldiers around him responded loudly, and followed Zhu Changtian and rushed towards Zhang Shiping's mansion.
