Who in the world doesn’t know Zhang Suiguang?
Zhang Suiguang actually has too much halo. However, all in all, he is a high-end drunkard with top-notch martial arts and wealth that rivals his country's. Anyone who makes a living in the martial arts world will never know about the Salt Gang, and they will never know about the Salt Gang's leader, Zhang Suiguang.
In terms of fame, Zhang Suiguang is best known as Xuan Yue of Kuchan Temple, Yi Qilin of Yufeng Escort Bureau, and Yun Xiaomeng, the master of Suxin Palace. He is truly the number one person in the world today.
The Salt Gang started by selling private salt, and gradually grew in size. After hundreds of years of accumulation, the gang now has more than 30,000 members. In addition, Zhang Suiguang also controls Jiudian, a terrifying killer organization. Therefore, no matter whether he is right or wrong in the arena, few people dare to ignore his edge.
There are many people who have heard of this name and have seen how humble he is. Who would have thought that this powerful man who acted ruthlessly and decisively would be described in such a warm and gentle manner!
Fuyang County is located in Danyang City, in the garden of the Yanbang main hall.
Li Xuexi stood in the yard with his head bowed, not daring to look at the middle-aged man with a spring-like face sitting in front of him.
"Have all more than two hundred people been killed? These people under your command are not very helpful." Zhang Suiguang finished the bowl of wine in one gulp, then put down the porcelain bowl, groaning softly with satisfaction, and said casually.
"Yes, gang leader! Based on the previous defense of the Salt Transportation Government, these two hundred and eighty people were enough to wipe out the entire Mei family. Who knew that more than a dozen reinforcements came to the house in the middle of the night the day before yesterday!" Li Xueci He knew very well that Zhang Suiguang always kept his emotions secret, and when he looked angry, he might not really be angry. Although he was smiling, he might be so angry that he wanted to kill someone the next moment, so he hurriedly explained.
Zhang Suiguang licked the wine stains on his lips, turned his head up and down, took a deep breath, and asked again: "Who are all gone? Have you found out?"
"Back to the gang leader, it has been verified that a total of thirteen people went there the night before: twelve were Taoist priests from Zhenwu Temple, and the remaining one was Mei Siyuan's son, a young man with extremely high martial arts skills." Li Xuexi replied. None of the people sent to assassinate him came back alive. He only found out the news by sending people to inquire carefully.
"A young man? Twelve Taoist priests from Zhenwu Temple?" Zhang Suiguang looked suspicious, then he laughed again, "This is interesting."
Li Xueci hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Gang leader, if I go there again, I will kill them all! Please give me some more time, gang leader, and I will definitely finish this matter!"
Zhang Suiguang saw Li Xuechi in such a hurry and sneered: "Elder Li, what are you doing? I don't blame you." After a pause, he waved his hand and said: "Get up. I want to kill this salt transport official. There are a lot of people, including those with bigger backgrounds than us. They haven't been able to accomplish anything yet, so if you lose, there's no shame in it. It doesn't matter, the Salt Gang doesn't have to kill him."
"Yes, leader! I would like to thank the leader for not punishing me!" Li Xuexi was overjoyed when he heard this and stood up to express his thanks.
Zhang Suiguang got up from his seat, moved his muscles and bones, and said to Li Xuechi: "Elder Li, let's put this matter aside for now. Next month, you will accompany me to the capital."
"Yes!" Li Xueci stood aside and replied seriously.
I saw Zhang Suiguang twisting his waist and abdomen while smiling and sighing: "This emperor, with a piece of official ultimatum, forced all the masters in the world to rush to the capital to work for him. Even I, Zhang Suiguang, dare not disobey. Haha, of course. The emperor is so kind!"
A good horse can travel a thousand miles in a day, which is nothing difficult. The war horses in the Anxian garrison camp are all produced in Zhilin County in the far north of Dahua. These war horses are short, strong, cold-resistant and disease-resistant, and have good leg strength. Mei Yuanchen's more than a thousand cavalry set out from the main camp of Jinzhou at Sishi and arrived at Kaye, a territory of Tianmen City. They had traveled 600 miles in more than five hours.
Although the summer nights sink slower, it is difficult to see at this time. It happened that this place was a gentle hillside, with the wind in the back, and there was a small river not far away. Mei Yuanchen looked around for a while, then ordered his men to dismount, set up camp on the spot, and cook stoves and meals.
On the eve of breaking camp, Mei Yuanchen had carefully calculated that the distance between Jinzhou Camp and Xiaoxiankou was about 2,400 miles, and the distance from Xiaoxiankou to Suzhou was about 1,300 miles. Yibu rides five hundred miles a day, and it takes five days to get to Xiaoxiankou. Mei Yuanchen made repeated calculations and determined that each ride only carried six kilograms of dry rice, five kilograms of dried meat, a five kilogram bag of water, and a fourteen kilogram bag of tung oil. The rice and meat could only last for five days. After rushing to "Xiaoxiankou", they robbed dry food and burned all the remaining noodles, and then rushed to Suzhou to meet Xu Ding'an and his father.
According to Duan Fuzi's teachings, forest-planting horses are short and strong. Although they have good endurance, they are not easily overloaded. They can carry a hundred and fifty kilograms on their backs without being overtired. There is never any fat person in the cavalry, and they all weigh about 120 kilograms. Therefore, it is not suitable to carry more than 30 kilograms of supplies with them. After many measurements, the weight of water, rice, dried meat, and tung oil was determined. When the cavalry rushes to attack, they cannot bring pots and cauldrons with them, so they need to temporarily splice the wooden blocks they carry into a bucket, bury the bucket in the mud, fill the bucket with water, put in dry rice and dried meat, and then light a fire around the bucket to burn firewood. The water and rice are cooked by the heat from the surrounding fire.
Ten people per stove, one pit and one bucket count as one stove. Each of the ten people had responsibilities, and the division of labor was established: one person worked together to remove barrels, one person dug a pit to make a stove, two people found firewood, two people herded horses and looked after the accompanying supplies, two people found water and collected it, and two people set up camp. . When marching outside, we always eat two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. On this day, the generals had been riding for a long time and were already hungry. They got off their horses and went their separate ways.
At about the beginning of the hour, fragrant meat soup and rice were wafting out of the camp, and the swaying bonfire reflected a pair of gleaming eyes.
There were low roars one after another, and the soldiers could no longer bear it and ate away.
"General Mei, come and have a meal!" Dong Dawei, a rugged man, walked over quickly and said to Mei Yuanchen with a smile. The military has always respected the strong, and Mei Yuanchen's skills had already conquered him, and at this time, there was no longer any resentment in his heart.
Mei Yuanchen was looking up to see where the stars were in the sky when she heard Dong Dawei calling, and followed him with a smile.
"Hey, junior brother, why don't you come to our kitchen to have a meal?" The Taoist priests of Zhenwu Temple were all marching for the first time, and the wooden barrels were put together by the soldiers nearby. At this time, the food in the two stoves was already cooked. Zhankong was about to ask Mei Yuanchen to eat when he saw him walking towards the soldier Yi Zao who was standing aside, so he asked.
"Senior brother, no. We are out on the march. As a general, I should eat with Pao Ze." Mei Yuanchen replied with a smile and sat down next to Dong Dawei after saying that.
When the generals at the stove saw Mei Yuanchen coming, they hurriedly squeezed aside to make room for him. "Little general, take the chopsticks!" A soldier picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks from the ground, wiped them on his shoulders and handed them over.
Mei Yuanchen didn't take it seriously. He took the bamboo chopsticks that were more than a foot long and stretched them out to the big wooden bucket to pick up the rice. Sure enough, the rice is delicious!
