Chapter 198 The situation is tense

Style: Historical Author: Feishuo moshuWords: 2653Update Time: 24/02/20 16:59:10
Except for the leader, all the Natu tribe were dead.

Zhu Shang, an old frontier soldier, took the Natu tribe away with his men.

Less than half an hour later, a group of people came back.

"My boss, kill them all."

The coarse clothes of the old soldiers were stained with blood, and the strong smell of blood made Han You always hold his breath and retreat unnaturally.

Now that he has entered the Summer Resort and followed his new boss, everyone has seen that Han Youjian is in the emperor's heart, and he even dares to beat up people from the Ma family. When his boss orders them to kill people, there is no hesitation at all, let alone killing. He is still a prairie man with evil thoughts.

Before the change, he took off his armor and became a commoner. On weekdays, he didn't even mention killing people. He didn't dare to raise his eyes when he saw someone, for fear of being sued if he did anything wrong.

Han You frowned: "Why is he bleeding all over his body? His craftsmanship must be too rough."

Zhu Shang's face turned red: "There is no sharp knife in the villa, so I used a hatchet from the kitchen. It was rusty, and I stabbed my neck for a long time."

"I... forget it." Han You was helpless: "What, brothers did a good job. All those who participated in the battle today will receive their bonuses tomorrow. Each person will receive ten guan."

Zhu Shang and others suddenly became excited and waved their hands repeatedly.

"My boss can't do it, I can't do it, this is all the work that the young people should do..."

"How can this be possible? You are in charge of food and accommodation, and you are also giving out clothes..."

"You can't have it, you little ones can't have it..."

Han You rolled his eyes: "Okay, forget it."

Zhu Shang and others were dumbfounded.

"Well, boss, if you insist on giving it, young ladies... young ladies, it's hard to refuse, so you say so. Thank you boss for your kindness."

Han You chuckled and said, "Don't thank me. You have to thank Ma Laoer. If we lost the fight, he even paid me 200,000 yuan for the decoction and medicine, hahaha."

Zhu Shang and others all turned around, cupped their hands towards Ma Rulong, and shouted: "Second brother, you are rich!"

Ma Rulong gritted his teeth angrily, unable to break out yet.

Han You waved his hand cheerfully: "Go and continue to blockade Majia Village. No one is allowed in, and no one is allowed to escape. Wait for someone from the capital to take over."

"yes."

A group of old soldiers left, smiling happily.

Ma Rulong kept looking at Han You. After the group left, he asked, "Have you never killed anyone?"

"It's noisy, I used to be from Changsha."

"It's not like that." Ma Rulong shook his head: "The smell of blood is so offensive that you tried your best to hide your nausea."

"Okay." Han You sat on the stone and admitted, "I have never killed anyone."

"Why?"

"Why, isn't it normal to have never killed anyone?"

"It's not normal for you, and it's not normal for people in Beijing. How can you get a foothold in Beijing if you don't kill people?"

Ma Rulong's expression was a little complicated: "You have never killed anyone, but you are so decisive that you made those old soldiers kill the Natu tribe. You are quite elusive."

"how about you."

Han You pretended to be casual and asked again the confusion in his heart: "Why do we need to control the sick horses? If this disease spreads, the world will be in chaos and the country will be unstable, directly threatening His Majesty's imperial power. Isn't this something you like to see?"

Ma Rulong laughed dumbly: "Second Master, I don't accept that Zhou Ke is the co-owner of the country. What does he have to do with the world?"

Han You was thoughtful and found that he seemed to have entered a misunderstanding about Ma Rulong.

What this guy is dissatisfied with is not that the sons of the Han family are in charge of the world, but that he is only targeting Boss Zhou?

"That's not right. At the end of the previous dynasty, all the major families in the North, no, not the family, but you, Ma Rulong, also had the ambition to win the great treasure, right?"

"No."

"Didn't you change your name to Rulong?"

"Disgusting Zhou Ke."

"You are really awesome. Forget it, I can't figure out what's going on with you. Let's get back to the topic and ask you about the sick horse."

Ma Laoer was extremely speechless, it was obviously Han You who was making nonsense.

"This disease affects both animals and animals. Do you know who dies after people contract the disease?"

Han You shook his head. He had only heard of it but not understood it.

"Women, children, and the weak."

Ma Laoer said quietly: "My body feels hot, hot, and scalding. It will ease a little after a few days, but after a while, I will..."

After a pause, Ma Laoer sighed: "If the Natu tribe really succeeds, I don't know how many people will be killed. Natural disasters will be accompanied by man-made disasters. By then, I'm afraid it will be another chaotic world."

Han You's tone was extremely complicated: "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that you are a hero. Times make heroes. If a hero is lucky, if he wins, he can rewrite history and become a hero."

At this point, Han You lowered his voice: "I still don't understand. Only in troubled times can you have the opportunity to overthrow His Majesty. Why don't you do it?"

Ma Laoer asked, "Do you know what troubled times are?"

Without waiting for Han You to answer, Ma Laoer gave the answer: "The fighting will not stop and the death will not end. This is a troubled world. There are wars, battles and wars everywhere. Do you know what war is?"

Still not requiring Han You to answer, Ma Rulong murmured: "War is when a group of hungry people travel across mountains and rivers to kill another group of hungry people."

Han You was shocked: "Yes, a farmer's son traveled thousands of miles to kill another farmer's son. This is the essence of war."

"You are right, Second Master, I don't deny it. I like war, but I don't like troubled times."

Ma Rulong changed the topic and sneered: "If you don't come today, I will kill those sick horses after they die and kill all the Natu tribe members."

Han You nodded. He believed this.

"Young Master." Uncle Qin looked into the distance and said, "The troops from the capital are coming."

Everyone looked at the official road, and sure enough, they were all cavalry, a mass of black people galloping towards them, and they could not see the end at a glance.

Han You stood up, patted his butt and walked to the official road.

Epidemics were both natural disasters and even more man-made disasters. The capital's response could not be said to be unpleasant, nor could it be said that it did not take it seriously. There were at least a thousand cavalrymen, not wearing armor, holding swords with bows on their backs, galloping on the official road, and even the ground seemed to be shaking slightly.

Before reaching the archway of Majiazhuangzi, the cavalry dispersed and quickly surrounded Majiazhuangzi, with the war horses neighing.

The general who was the first to attack the horse led a half battalion of cavalry and went straight to the archway. He was still on the horse and was already shouting orders.

"To capture the Ma family rebels, no one from the Ma family should be spared. If they resist, they will be killed without mercy!"

After the military order was shouted, the black-faced general had already rushed to kill him. His cavalrymen took off their longbows and surrounded the people under the archway.

Upon hearing this, Han You hurriedly stepped forward: "This general, I am the one reporting..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow shot at Han You's feet.

The person beside the general shouted: "Step back, take another step forward, and shoot you in the head."

"You dare to scare my young master, you don't know how to live or die."

Uncle Qin immediately became angry, and he and other members of the Han family quickly formed a human wall to block Han You.

All of a sudden, swords and swords were drawn out, the cavalry and soldiers dismounted one after another, many bows and arrows were aimed at the Han family members, and the atmosphere became tense.

Han You was afraid that his gun would go off, so he shouted: "My name is Han You, the son of the governor of Jingzhao Mansion. There is a sick horse in Majiazhuang. It has been controlled. It's the Majiazhuang..."

"Who cares who you are." Immediately the general ordered again: "Capture everyone gathered here, don't let anyone go."

The cavalryman dodged again, pointing his sharp arrow at everyone, including the people in the summer resort.

Coming on horseback, the black-faced general looked past Han You and focused on Ma Rulong's face: "Ma Rulong, I know you are brave. If you dare to move, I will pierce your heart with thousands of arrows!"

"It turns out to be you Jiang Dingshan."

Ma Rulong put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Isn't it just that I slept with your nanny? Why do you want to avenge a private revenge?"

"you…"

The Jingwei general named Jiang Dingshan was furious. At this moment, he suddenly saw a person running over quickly. It was Ma Fenghou who had just taken out the banknote.

Ma Fenghou was worthy of being a smart man of the Ma family. Seeing so many soldiers and horses, he was extremely confused and ran over quickly, cursing on his lips.

The black-faced general was like a mad dog. He suddenly grabbed the long bow that was with him, bent the bow and drew the arrow, as if he wanted to shoot the running horse Fenghou.

Ma Rulong's expression changed drastically, and at the critical moment, he hit the horse's head with his right fist.

The horse whined, and before Jiang Dingshan fell down, he was pulled from the air to the ground by Ma Rulong. At some point, Ma Laoer had a sword in his hand.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. When Han You and the people around him reacted, Jiang Dingshan had already been kneeled down.

His right hand was pressed by Ma Rulong's knee, and the knife was pressed tightly against the guy's temple.

Unable to move, Jiang Dingshan was ashamed and angry: "Ma Rulong, how dare you make..."

"Say one more word and I'll give you an eye!"