Ma Yaozi took a deep breath, encouraged himself, and walked out from behind the sand dune with his hands stretched out. Sure enough, the sharpshooter who stared at him didn't shoot him an arrow.
And he also knew why the man opposite Zhang Erlang, who was suspected of being Zhang Erlang, shouted that there were sesame cakes and mutton soup behind the mountain, because the Shouchang Zhenjun who had just escaped into the woods had been driven back by a group of infantry.
Before Zhang Erlangjun said that he was only looking for himself, the infantry of both sides were in a state of confrontation. After the shouting, although the two sides did not put down their weapons, there was not much tense atmosphere. The soldiers of Shouchang Town Army were greatly nervous. Ease.
"Who are you? We are the Shouchang Town Army, the official army. No matter who you are, intercepting the official army privately is tantamount to rebellion and will be beheaded!" Ma Yaozi shouted with anger and anger.
"Rebellion? This Guiyi Army was led by my great-grandfather Taibao Gong who raised the flag of rebellion. It came from the bloody battles of three generations of my Zhang family in Nanyang. Without Taibao Gong, you would still be a slave to the Tubo people?" Zhang Zhao laughed and said. Bian took off his Vajra mask.
Ma Yaozi's pupils shrank, and a layer of white sweat broke out on his forehead. It was Mr. Zhang Erlang, it really was Mr. Zhang Erlang! Others didn't know Zhang Zhao, but he did, because Zhang Zhao was under residential surveillance in Shouchang County!
Zhang Yichao's great-grandson is a golden sign. Zhang Zhao, the "Tianhuang nobleman", naturally attracted the curious attention of many people. Ma Yaozi once served as a guard monitoring the Zhang family.
"Ma Yaozi! Why did Luo Shijun ask you to come here? When we meet old friends, you'd better tell the truth. Don't forget that when your mother passed away, a certain relative went to recite the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra!"
Zhang Zhao's deity is still of some use, because he believes in Buddhism, is a layman who leads Buddhist practices at home, knows Buddhist scriptures by heart, and is a descendant of Zhang Yichao.
Therefore, even though the Cao family ordered the Shouchang County magistrate to keep him under strict supervision, many people still came to ask him to perform rituals such as liberating the souls of the dead.
Especially the passing merchants and poor families who couldn't afford a monk. When Ma Yaozi's mother passed away, they begged him to save her.
Ma Yaozi showed an extremely embarrassed look on his face, chanting sutras for his dead mother to be saved. In this era, it was not an ordinary kindness, it was a great kindness.
Although his mother was not his real mother, she was just a foster family that Luo Yuzhi randomly found for his young child.
But a wandering child like Ma Yaozi, who never knew who his mother was, still found the warmth of home in this old woman. She was not her mother, but better than her mother.
"Ma Yaozi, thank you Erlang Jun for your great kindness, but please forgive me for not being able to answer your question!" Ma Yaozi knelt down while shouting.
Of course Ma Yaozi knew who was more kind to him, Zhang Zhao or Luo Xianda, so he would never betray Luo Xianda.
However, he couldn't tell what Luo Xianda told him. This Erlangjun actually got the golden armor bestowed by Taibao Gongxuansheng, and convinced so many horse thieves. So what Luo Xianda said about giving a few horses, give some points If money and food make him run away, wouldn't it be a joke?
"Is this Mr. Zhang Erlang? Didn't he say that he went to Leiyin Temple to get tonsured? Why are you here?"
"Erlangjun! It's Erlangjun! I've seen him before!"
"Brother Zhang, is it true that the golden armor was given by the Supreme Protector? Your surname is Zhang, please tell me!"
Seeing Ma Yaozi kneeling down and hearing Ma Yaozi calling Zhang Erlangjun, the soldiers of Shouchang Town Army immediately felt relieved.
People at this time had a strong sense of localism. Zhang Zhao was brought to live in Shouchang when he was more than two years old. Although many of them were unfamiliar, they almost all grew up at the same time as him.
In their eyes, Mr. Zhang Erlang is from Shouchang. Since he is from Shouchang, he will definitely not harm them.
Zhang Zhao was also a little stunned. He thought he was going to have a big fight, but when a lot of people heard that he was Zhang Erlang, they either shouted from a distance to try to make connections, or looked at him in awe with some inferiority complex. This was Zhang Yichao, the Taibao Lord. His only bloodline is as noble as heaven.
It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Cao family to be afraid of Zhang Yichao's descendants.
"My fellow villagers, I have prepared some food. You have traveled such a long way, so you must be hungry. Let's go get some hot food first and offer sacrifices to the five internal organs temple!"
Since there was no need to hit him at all, Zhang Zhao simply took off his phoenix wings and waved his hand, and let’s eat first!
"Thank you Mr. Zhang Erlang!"
"Zhang Erlang Jun Renyi!"
A group of soldiers from Shouchang Town laughed and sheathed their swords and arrows, and thanked Zhang Zhao. They didn't even look at Ma Yaozi who was still kneeling on the ground.
These guys are all very smart. Ma Yaozi said that he wanted them to do some personal business for Luo He and round up some Uighur horse thieves who had robbed Luo He's property. But as it turned out, they came to ambush Mr. Zhang Erlang.
But Zhang Erlangjun, who was originally fasting and chanting Buddha, suddenly put on golden armor and subdued so many horse thieves.
It seemed that there was some kind of grudge between the wealthy families. How could these little soldiers dare to take care of it? They just wanted to find a chance to ask Mr. Zhang Erlang to let them go.
Sesame cakes are sesame cakes. They are golden in color, crispy on the outside, and sweet and soft on the inside. Especially Zhang Zhao’s sesame cakes are topped with a thick layer of sesame seeds, making them even more crispy and delicious.
Not to mention the mutton soup, with pepper, dried dogwood and pine wood added, it’s so fragrant!
The soldiers of Shouchang Town, who were still a little nervous at first, suddenly forgot about everything. The two groups totaled seventy or eighty people and started feasting on the hillside not far from the village. Even the horses had fodder. Too early, there is a hint of harmony in the indescribable weirdness.
Zhang Zhao ate a mouthful of pancakes and a mouthful of mutton soup very happily, and the cheerful soldiers of Shouchang Town gathered around Zhang Zhao.
Although Zhang Zhao lived in Shouchang in the past, he basically stayed in a deep house and compound. Not many people among the soldiers had seen him. Now as the distance got closer, these guys automatically gathered around him. They didn't say anything, just. He looked at Zhang Zhao with such silly joy, as if Zhang Zhao had flowers on his face.
If it were the Zhang Zhao of the past, he would probably suffer from social phobia and PTSD just from being surrounded by so many people.
But the Zhang Zhao who came back from time travel is completely the opposite. It's not that he has social anxiety, but that this guy was originally a mixed-armor and cold-weapon combatant in later generations.
Who are these elite soldiers in Shouchang Town? Aren't they just a group of murderous maniacs wearing armor and using cold weapons?
Although they look stupid and honest now, if you look closely, according to the laws of later generations, shooting is considered a light punishment.
Which of them doesn't have many lives at his disposal? As for blackmailing the nomadic gangsters who came down from the Qilian Mountains, preying on dark horse thieves, and even robbing passing merchants at certain times, that's all trivial!
At this time, the army is not the mighty and civilized army of the Republic. These guys, I am afraid that in future generations, the army must be considered disciplined compared to them.
Bai Congxin, Qiongre Duojin and others who were conquered by Zhang Zhao only committed more evil. This is such a society. When encountering a kind king, honest men still have a way to survive, but most of them get The ones who are nourished are all such fighting men who would be too lightly shot in later generations.
The group of people became more and more happy as they chatted. They even exchanged and gestured about their experiences of killing, bragging about their heroic appearance on the battlefield, or how someone had captured a beauty who came down from the Qilian Mountains, and who had hacked to death several Hus who had revealed their wealth. After being a businessman, he immediately bought a big house and married a beautiful lady.
"What's the matter? Ma Yaozi, you are a thief slave who married your mother, and you want me to feed you with sesame cakes. If you look at me, you will get angry. Go away and have a full stomach first, and then I will settle the score with you!"
