Chapter 244 Memories

Style: Historical Author: Chris WebberWords: 2010Update Time: 24/02/20 15:07:49
Fuyu Fengzhang heard the creaking sound of the crossbow being tightened, and quickly raised his right hand, trying to stop the conflict among his subordinates, but he didn't know who misunderstood his meaning and threw the spear in his hand hard. Impaling the man and nailing him to the ground, he let out a shrill scream.

"ah--!"

Almost at the same time, a woman rushed out of the door, dropped the sack in her hand, and grabbed the man. Soybeans rolled out from the mouth of the sack and were everywhere. Fuyu Fengzhang's horse was hungry after running around for a day, so he quickly lowered his head. Go eat soybeans and ignore the master's orders.

"Bandit——!" The woman pointed at Fuyu Fengzhang and cursed. Fuyu Fengzhang was about to say something when he suddenly heard a soft sound, and then felt a sharp pain in his right chest. When he lowered his head, he saw a crossbow. The arrow shot through his breastplate, and blood was pouring out of the wound. He wanted to say something, but the severe pain choked his throat, and he could only sigh. He staggered twice on his horse and fell down.

"Hurry, protect your majesty!" Anbei Qingzi shouted loudly. She quickly jumped off the horse and held Fuyu Fengzhang in her arms. Seeing her lover's pale face, anger immediately filled her head, and she howled like a she-wolf. Call.

"Don't spare anyone in the house, kill them all!"

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Zhou Liucheng.

"What, someone reported the whereabouts of Fu Yu Fengzhang?" Wang Wenzuo stood up from behind the long table.

"Yes!" Cui Hongdu lowered his voice: "It's a half-grown child. He looks frightened. He's half human and half ghost!"

"Frightened? Half human and half ghost?" Wang Wenzuo frowned: "How do you know what he said is true? I am very busy now, with 20,000 surrendered people to deal with. If there is no definite news, you Just handle it yourself!"

"Look at this! And this!" Cui Hongdu took out a money bag and a small gold cake from his arms and handed it to Wang Wenzuo. Wang Wenzuo picked up the money bag and rubbed it with his hands. The money bag was made of good deerskin. It was smooth and tough with fine stitches. It was obvious that the cobbler's skills were very good. There was an indentation with the word "One Liang" on the gold cake. Apparently cast in a specialized mould.

"Where is that child? Bring him to see me!" Wang Wenzuo said.

A few minutes later, Cui Hongdu brought the person. He was right. The young man was indeed frightened. His face turned pale and his body was shaking unconsciously. Wang Wenzuo frowned, this was not a suitable look for asking questions.

"Sancho, go to the kitchen and get a bowl of hot soup and some food. Let him eat and drink first!" Wang Wenzuo said, "I'm afraid he can't speak clearly!"

"I can explain it clearly!" The young man frowned and said stubbornly: "I was behind the viewing hole in the corner and could see clearly from beginning to end!"

"Okay!" Wang Wenzuo laughed. He poured a glass of warm wine and handed it to the young man: "You moisten your throat first, and then tell me everything from beginning to end!"

The young man took the cup, took a sip, and immediately started coughing. Everyone in the room showed kind smiles. Wang Wenzuo smiled and said: "You haven't had a drink before? It's okay. This wine is very weak. Drinking it will make you change." Gotta take it easy!”

The young man smiled sheepishly, drank the remaining wine in the glass in one sip, and then returned the glass to Wang Wenzuo. At this moment Sancho came back, with a bowl of broth and some pieces of roast rabbit on the tray. Wang Wenzuo motioned to Sancho to place the tray in front of the boy: "Relax, you can talk while eating!"

The rabbit meat was roasted very hard, and it took a lot of effort for the boy to swallow it. With food in his stomach, his face turned rosy: "I swear to God! The person I shot that night must have been a big shot!"

"Shot by you?" Wang Wenzuo looked at the young man's slender arms suspiciously. Although women and children can also use crossbows to kill armored warriors, shooting crossbows is also a technical job, and the young man in front of him is too thin. It doesn't look like he often uses a crossbow.

"It must have been shot by me, right? Anyway, I shot an arrow, and that guy was also shot! It's almost the same!" the young man muttered.

"Shut up, you little bastard!" Sancho heard clearly and yelled angrily: "Do you know who is in front of you? How dare you talk nonsense! Please explain everything clearly, otherwise I will Cut off your head and use it as a ball!"

The young man was frightened by Sancho's roar. He shrank his neck and spoke in a low voice. It turned out that this young man was originally the child of a wealthy family in a nearby village. The invasion of the Tang army broke the old order, and his father also formed an army to protect himself. However, he was soon killed by an arrow in a battle and was replaced by his uncle. What followed was a constant melee, with fewer and fewer people around the boy, and robbers and bandits everywhere. Finally, they themselves became similar things, occupying an old inn.

That night, a group of mysterious guests asked to stay. They were well-armored, riding fine horses, and accompanied by mules with heavy luggage on their backs. Mystery means danger these days. My uncle originally planned to reject this group of people, but the pocket full of copper coins moved him.

"Is this the pocket full of copper coins you're talking about?" Wang Wenzuo interrupted the young man's narration.

"Yes, that's it. I was next to my uncle at the time and saw it clearly. The money bag was heavy, and when I opened it, I saw that it was full of brand-new copper coins!"

Wang Wenzuo opened his pocket and looked at it. It could hold at least five or six hundred five-baht coins. This was a big fortune in Baekje. It was really generous to use it as accommodation expenses. It seemed that even if this group of people was not Buyeo Fengzhang, Nor is he an ordinary person.

"How many of them are there? Do they all ride horses?"

"It was already late at that time, and it was so dark that I couldn't see clearly, but there were at least fifty or sixty riders, all on horseback! There were also many mules, all carrying things!"

After hearing this, Wang Wenzuo was basically sure that there could be fifty or sixty knights as guards. At this juncture, Fuyu Fengzhang was probably the only one. Wang Wenzuo suppressed the excitement in his heart: "Where did the golden pancake come from?"

"A woman gave it to my uncle! The woman's accent was a bit strange. She must be the woman of the leader of the group. She said she wanted to get some horse feed for the horse, so she threw this gold cake to my uncle!"

"Woman? That should be Fuyu Fengzhang's Japanese wife!" Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, but his face remained calm: "It seems like you were pretty good at that time, didn't you? Why did they start fighting again?"

"I don't know either!" The young man was also a little confused: "I was hiding behind a perforation in the corner, and I only heard them say a few words. Suddenly, my uncle shouted, and if there was a thief, he stabbed him with a spear. Wear my uncle——”

"You just shot the leader of the thieves?" Wang Wenzuo asked.

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