The next day, dozens of riders left the city and headed northwest, with smoke billowing and clouds blocking out the sun.
"We can reach Yuezhou in one hour. If you are interested, you can rest in the city for one night and visit the famous Lanzhu Mountain in the southwest of the city tomorrow!"
After everyone had traveled for two or three hours, Sima Chang suggested when they stopped under several large banyan trees on the side of the road to take a rest.
"But where did the Holy King Youjun, the world's most famous book writer, write the "Preface to Lanting"?"
Ji Wurui asked curiously.
"That's right, there are high mountains, lush forests and bamboos, and clear waters and rapids..."
Sima Chang smiled happily.
"Help, help..."
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair came running towards the fork in the road ahead. She stumbled several times on the road.
Several palace guards rushed away, supported the woman and brought her back to everyone.
"Sir, help me, robbers, robbers, robbers have entered the village..."
The woman, dressed in coarse linen, turned pale in panic.
"Where is the village? Take us there quickly!"
Sima Chang said anxiously.
Under the leadership of the woman, everyone rushed along the fork in the road. After a while, they saw at least thirty or forty houses gathered together on a plain at the foot of a mountain in front of them.
Everyone galloped to the front of the village and got off their horses.
At the entrance to the village, there is a dilapidated and dilapidated plaque with the words "Liujia Town" on the gate.
Instead, everyone held the reins in hand and walked slowly into the village.
The strange thing is that most of the houses in the village are dilapidated and dilapidated. There are overgrown vines and grass outside the houses, and there is no movement around them.
"Why does it look like an abandoned village?" Ji Wurui muttered.
"Stop, guards, form up!" Fan Zhan in front suddenly shouted as if he had discovered something.
The woman's expression changed, she pushed left and blocked, and with quick movement, she quickly got away from the crowd and jumped onto the roof next to her.
"You are smart and have avoided the trap, but it is already too late!"
After the woman finished speaking, she took out a bamboo whistle and made several sharp whistles.
A large number of people poured out of the surrounding houses, and Wang Qi'an and others were surrounded in an instant.
Wang Qi'an took a quick look and found that there were at least two to three hundred of these people, with red scarves tied on their heads, knives and swords, and they looked menacing.
At this time, a tall and powerful man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stood out from the crowd.
This man holds a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He walks with steady steps and looks quite imposing.
He looked at Wang Qi'an and the others, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"We only want money and don't want to kill anyone. You can leave the horses and property and leave safely!"
It turned out to be bandits who were eyeing their dozens of horses.
In the era of melee, horses were scarce and the price on the dark market remained high, with a horse ranging from one to two thousand to several thousand.
Wang Qi'an and his party of fifty or sixty horses, plus their belongings, were indeed a considerable windfall.
Wang Qian said coldly:
"The King of Dongyue governs the country well and the people live and work in peace and contentment. How can there be a deserted village here? Are the villagers killed by you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Are we killing innocent people indiscriminately? This deserted village has existed for a long time, and we are just borrowing it for today!"
A young man holding a long-handled curved scimitar flashed out from behind the thick-browed man, and shouted angrily.
Wang Qi'an looked a little brighter. It seemed that these people were not murderers who took human life lightly.
"Is it reasonable for you to stop people and steal their property?"
The appearance of these thieves can be said to have caused Sima Chang, half of the host, to lose face and couldn't help but shout angrily.
Wang Qi'an saw that the thick-browed man in the lead did not look like a murderer and did not want the conflict between the two sides to cause more harm to lives, so he couldn't help but shout to him:
"You are the leader of everyone? Do you have the guts to fight me alone? If there is no winner within three moves, all the horses and property here will be yours!"
Seeing that Wang Qi'an despised his boss, his subordinates couldn't help but booed and cursed.
On the contrary, the man with thick eyebrows had a calm expression, but stared at Wang Qi'an with wide eyes.
"Everyone shut up!" He shouted loudly, and the surrounding area fell silent instantly.
He took a few steps forward and said in a deep voice:
"A gentleman's words are followed by a whip. I don't want to take advantage of others. You don't need to have any restrictions on your moves. If I lose, I will take nothing from you and send you away."
The young man holding the long-handled scimitar saw Wang Qian's expert demeanor and wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but the thick-browed man waved his hand to stop him.
Although this man was a bandit, he was still upright and upright, and Wang Qi'an couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes.
The group battle turned into a duel between two people, and everyone made way for an open space.
The big man with thick eyebrows blocked the front with his left shield, and covered his back with his right sword, in a tight formation, ready to attack.
Wang Qian smiled slightly and swung his silver spear.
The thick-browed man felt the temperature in front of him rise suddenly, as hot as the desert sun, making his mouth dry and his tongue dry, making him dizzy and dizzy.
He was shocked, knowing that it was the influence of Wang Qi'an's Qi energy, so he hurriedly held the spirit to defend himself and used his power to resist.
Then with a loud shout, the shield in his hand circled and flew towards Wang Qi'an, while the man bent down and crouched, kicked off his feet, and ejected away. The sword pierced the air and sharply sliced Wang Qi'an's lower body.
This person's martial arts skills are also unique.
Wang Qi'an stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the incoming shield, using its momentum to flip it over and land behind the thick-browed man.
The thick-browed man did not expect that his shield, which was full of energy, would be like a plaything under the opponent's palm.
He missed the target with one move and returned to defense in shock.
Wang Qi'an's amazing skills not only shocked everyone on the other side.
Sima Chang and others were also very surprised. Within a few days, Wang Qi'an seemed to be a different person, reborn, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.
Wang Qi'an did not take advantage of the opportunity to attack. After the thick-browed man stood firm and put himself on the defensive, he suddenly shot out.
This move seemed ordinary. The thick-browed man saw the attack and raised his left shield to block it.
Wang Qi'an's silver spear touched the shield, and the silver light exploded.
The inner energy rushes out like a violent wave breaking through a dike.
The thick-browed man fell miserably and flew away as if he had been hit by a heavy blow.
After falling to the ground, he stumbled back more than a dozen feet before trying to maintain his body shape and avoid falling.
He raised his right hand and found that only the shield handle was left.
Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, astonished by Wang Qi'an's power.
The thick-browed man put away his long sword and said sincerely:
"There's no need to fight anymore. I'm sorry for your martial arts skills. Thank you for your mercy! I wonder if you can give me some advice?"
Wang Qian said calmly:
"I wish you peace, my king."
The thick-browed man said in awe:
"Your Excellency, are you the Young Commander of the Long Xiang Army?"
Now it was Wang Qi'an's turn to be surprised:
"Who are you? How have you ever heard of my name?"
It turned out that these people were the guards of the Yizhou Camp of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The thick-browed man was called Luo Yihu, and he was the captain of the army.
The young man with the long-handled scimitar is called Luo Chong, and he is the deputy captain of Luo Yihu. They are from the same hometown.
Due to the conflict, they killed the new governor sent by the court, escaped, and wandered here.
Yang Han usurped the throne in Bianzhou, and Wang Chongyuan and his son led the Longxiang Army to protect the royal family and fight out of the capital. Naturally, this matter had spread throughout the Northern Zhou military camp.
Therefore, everyone is no stranger to the name Wang Qian.
Luo Yihu said:
"It is said that the warlord is a distant relative of Yang Han's family, and he is arrogant and domineering.
It was also bad luck that he happened to see my third brother's pair of ancestral jade bracelets. In order to keep them for himself, he actually accused him of having an affair with Southern Wu and had him beheaded by military law. "
He said with a distressed look.
