After eating venison and fried noodles, the sun gradually set in the west. The three of them regained their strength and continued on their way to Kuandian City along the Yalu River.
Panasonic was still missing. Before leaving, Jiang Liuer left two pieces of dried fish, the tiger's favorite, under the tree.
There were several villages standing on the riverside. Jiang Liuer ran over to inquire about the news with a smile. When he walked in, he found that the village was empty. There was not even a complete thatched house in sight, and there were only some ruins around.
Jiang Liu'er climbed onto a section of the wall and looked up, going up and down the river. On the wall of Kuandian City, two miles away, there was an endless stream of people and horses. Because the distance was too far, he could not clearly see the flags erected on the top of the city.
"Which army is stationed in Kuandian? The Twelfth Army?"
The three of them were all soldiers. When they saw the deserted village, they immediately realized that something was wrong. Lao Qian changed his usual casual attitude and looked at the flag flying at the top of the city with alert eyes.
"It seems to be the Eleventh Army," Alsa was not sure. He could easily confuse numbers in Chinese, such as twelve and twenty-two.
It was the first time for all three of them to come to Kuandian. The Qi army's military discipline was strict, and the soldiers knew little about other units, let alone the military garrison. The three Jiang Liuer were originally affiliated with the Second Guards Army and were stationed there. Shenyang, of course, I don’t know what the specific situation is in Kuandian.
Jiang Liu'er jumped off the earthen wall, took off the tattered military uniform on his body, threw it to Lao Qian, put on a wolf skin given to him by Sauron hunter, wrapped it in front of him, and pointed the dagger and short musket towards him. As soon as he inserted it into his belt, he started walking towards the city wall.
Lao Qian shook the fleas off his torn military uniform and asked with confusion on his face: "Where are you going?"
Jiang Liuer kept walking: "Let me explore the way for you."
"That's it. I see that the road is not smooth, so don't let it get in the way."
Jiang Liu'er imitated Lao Tie's accent and grinned:
"Get it straightened out, why not? It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that can't be avoided. Old Qian, you are not in good health, so stay here and chat with Alissa. I'll be back later."
Alsa took out his short crossbow and started loading medicine arrows. He followed Jiang Liuer without saying a word. Lao Qian had no choice but to follow.
"Let's go, three brothers, we will die together."
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In the east of Kuandian City, there is a dungeon in the backyard of the Yamen of Bingbei Road.
Jiang Jiaren, the deputy general of the commanding general, led a team of Korean soldiers into the prison.
Accompanied by a burst of rapid footsteps and the clang of weapons, the cries of injustice from prisoners immediately came from the cramped and dirty dungeons on both sides of the passage.
Jiang Jiaren turned a deaf ear to the noisy people on both sides, walked straight to the end of the passage, and stood in front of a slightly quiet cell door.
The prisoner in the cage immediately climbed out of the haystack, raised his half-human, half-ghost face, grasped the wooden bars of the cage tightly with both hands, and shouted with all his strength:
"What an injustice!"
Jiang Jiaren covered his mouth and nose and asked the jailer beside him in a low voice.
"그가바로강광서인가? (He is Kang Guangxu)"
The jailer couldn't understand Korean very well, so Jiang Jiaren had to hold back the stench and asked again in Chinese. The jailer understood clearly this time and nodded quickly.
"Drag out!"
Knowing that he was going to be dragged out and beheaded, the prisoner immediately howled like a slaughtered pig:
"Don't kill me, I am Kang Yingqian's son, really his son! My father has money, give it to you!"
Half an hour later, Kang Guangxu was washed clean, put on a relatively clean red mandarin duck coat, and was taken to the lobby of Bingbei Road Yamen by Jiang Jiaren.
When we arrived at the lobby, sitting there was a Tatar official with a clean shaven head and a money rat tail. Kang Guangxu suspected that this man was a monk, but he saw a row of Korean soldiers standing below and a dozen Tatars standing on both sides. They all had their heads shaved off, leaving only a pig tail whip.
Everyone in the lobby looked at Kang Guangxu with angry expressions. Kang Guangxu knew that the official sitting at the top must have some background. Before Jiang Jiaren could ask questions, he shouted:
"My father is really Kang Yingqian, the prime minister of Qi. Please return him to Shenyang quickly and give you money!"
The Tatar official above heard this and laughed twice, his bear-like body making the chair creak.
"Hahaha, he is indeed Kang Yingqian's son. Kang Yingqian was a hero. How could he have such a son? Hahaha, our master doesn't want money."
Kang Guangxu answered: "Then what do you want? Women, jewelry, whatever my father has, I will give it to you."
The Tatar official stared at Kang Guangxu, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce him.
"Our master wants you!"
"What an injustice!"
Kang Guangxu thought he was going to be beheaded again, so he habitually shouted "Unjust". Seeing that the Tatar official opposite was indifferent, he continued:
"What are you going to do? Jianzhou and North Korea are both vassals of Qi. Qi people will not fight Qi people!"
The Tatar official waved his hand and said coldly:
"Take him down and lock him up with the other one. He will be escorted back to Shenyang today."
Two strong white-armored soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner dragged Kang Guangxu out of the hall without any explanation. Kang Guangxu shouted as he walked: "My father is Kang Yingqian, it's really Kang Yingqian, he has money! Don't kill me!"
Jiang Jiaren looked at the prisoner's retreating figure, turned around and said to the Tatar official in the first position with a flattering smile:
"If I had known that Shangguan was coming to Kuandian to pick him up, I would have sent him to Shenyang himself to spare Shangguan the hard work."
Obai waved his hand and said impatiently: "The food and grass the emperor gave you have been transported to the north gate."
Jiang Jiaren's face was full of gratitude for knowing the information. While excited, he said a few words about Smecta.
Obai was about to tell the Koreans to get lost when a white-armored soldier walked in from outside the lobby. He walked in quickly and leaned close to Obai to whisper. After hearing this, Obai gritted his teeth and asked:
"Anyone else dares to come here to die? How many of them are there?"
"Three of them, and a Hercynian Tatar, who was discovered by our secret sentry, is at the north gate. Should we take them..."
The white-armored soldier stretched out his fingers and touched his neck.
Obai thought for a moment and said calmly: "Go ahead and bring a few more white-armored soldiers. It's best to catch the ones alive. If you can't catch them, kill them all."
The white-armored soldier was about to leave after receiving the order. The North Korean deputy general Jiang Jiaren who was standing next to him came up and pretended to lower his voice and said: "Master Aobai, I have some brave people under my command. Can I ask for help..."
Ao Bai didn't even look at Jiang Jiaren. He raised his big bear-clawed hands and refused directly: "No need, you will cause trouble if you go."
After saying that, Ge Shiha, the strongest of Zhenghuang Banner, walked out of the lobby without looking back, leaving Jiang Jiaren standing there.
Ao Bai did not rush to the north gate of Kuandian to pursue the defeated Qi army. Instead, he first went to the wing of the Yamen where the prisoners were detained. The wing was not far from the lobby, and he walked there quickly.
Before he could knock on the door, Ao Bai opened the door like a ferocious bear and saw two people sitting in the room. One of them was Kang Guangxu, whom he had just seen in the lobby. As soon as he saw Ao Bai come in, he immediately hid. In the corner of the room, another person with a more delicate appearance was playing with a Luban ruler as if no one was watching. He held an ink cartridge in one hand, and the ink line was pasted on the Eight Immortals table in the middle. A pair of bright eyes stared at the table with evil intentions.
A coated Aha pointed at the attentive carpenter in front of him and explained to Obai in a low voice: "Master, this is Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youxiao."
Aobai had heard about Zhu Youxiao's deeds when he was in Hetuala. He looked this man up and down, and after confirming that he was correct, he nodded slightly. The ferocious expression on his face did not change at all. He turned his eyes to Kang Guangxu, and Kang Guangxu turned Aobai over. He was full of murderous intent, thinking that he was really coming to kill him this time, and shouted loudly: "I'm wronged."
Obai sneered twice, turned and left.
After Jiannu walked away, Kang Guangxu immediately returned to his true self, snorted and kicked the carpenter:
"Hey, stop carving,"
The carpenter stopped working.
"Put away this guy's business. The clanging, clanging, and clanging make me upset. When you get back to Shenyang, I'll ask my father to reward you with ten taels of silver! You don't have to work anymore. Do you know who my father is?"
Kang Guangxu patted Zhu Youxiao on the shoulder and expressed his affection for this thin-skinned and tender inmate, because the carpenter had just given him a small amount of water in the coconut gourd to drink.
