"What?! Missing?!"
Feng Chun suddenly doubted his life. The caravan guard had just returned and said that Yang Ming did not want to meet him, and that his belt as a lieutenant general in the Yiyu Guard had been shamelessly withheld.
"Bah! After all, I am also a fourth-grade imperial guard general. Who is your master?! Are you so brave?! You dare to take away my badge if you don't come to meet me?!"
Feng Chun pulled out his long sword and winked at his subordinates, "Uncle, I can't bear it, my aunt can't bear it!" At worst, it's better to take it by force than to be a dead ghost!
The guard was very calm, shrugged, pointed to the back and replied helplessly:
"Replying to the general, my young master is Yang Ming of the Hongnong Yang family. At this moment, he is eating tiger gall. As for whether there is bear heart and leopard gall in it, we, the servants, dare not ask!"
"Oh! By the way! This general, my young master also said that if the general has a bad temper, he can ask Fatty Cheng to come over at any time. If anything unpleasant happens then, he will not be able to control it!"
Feng Chun went crazy, like a poisonous snake that had been beaten seven inches, unable to make a decision for a while.
Who is this Yang Ming? Based on what the guard just said, this man should know our origins. For the safety of the general, should this caravan be silenced?
"Brother, may I ask, does your young master have anything else to say?!"
The guard scratched his head. Why does this person ask so many questions? I am just a guard and my memory is not very good.
"My young master has talked about this general a lot, but it was also my first time as an errand boy, so I forgot about it when I was nervous. But the specific content is that my young master has a plan to make General Feng escape from death! "
"Is this true?!"
As soon as he heard that there was a drama, Feng Chun immediately became energetic. He stepped forward and grabbed the guard's hands, and quietly stuffed a piece of silver into his sleeve.
"General, this villain is only responsible for delivering messages. Even if you have the courage, you won't dare to play tricks on the general."
Touching the broken piece of silver in his sleeve, the guard admired the young master more and more for his strategizing and knowing what was going to happen next.
Feng Chun turned around and walked quickly in the direction of Feng Li. He didn't care about the more than a hundred caravan guards in front of him. Even if they knew the general's location, they couldn't do anything. Reporting is most important at this time.
That's it, the bosses of both groups were not present. The men and horses on both sides were full of gunpowder and faced each other with weapons.
In fact, Yang Ming also knew that if he didn't fight, Feng Li would definitely not be convinced. After all, he was an invincible and famous general of the Tang Dynasty. If word spreads in the future that the famous general of the Tang Dynasty was beaten by a caravan and he didn't even dare to fart, then Feng Li's reputation would be ruined.
As for how to fight or how to fight, Yang Ming didn't care.
He just asked Wan'er to take Danniu to the front and stretch his muscles appropriately. He also knew that this unmarried daughter-in-law had a dream of traveling to the end of the world with a sword, and her hands started to itch after not beating anyone for a few days.
In order to avoid domestic violence, Yang Ming still thoughtfully allowed Lin Waner, who escaped from the cage in Baihu Village, to do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't kill anyone.
Lin Wan'er pouted with a look of reluctance. Yang Ming was minding his own business and was drawing ghost talismans again. What was wrong with letting a young girl like her come to the front to show her face?
But I heard from Yang Ming that the group of people in front were all elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, and the sound of beating them was very exciting. And it's a rare thing, and there will never be a chance to beat up the regular troops in an honest way in the future.
When Lin Wan'er and Ding Daniu heard this, their eyes shone and they moved forward eagerly, fearing that Feng Li's troops would escape accidentally.
Halfway through, Lin Wan'er didn't forget to turn around and ask two sisters, Jin Zhini and Jin Zhiyuan, to remove impurities from the tiger skin, clean it, and put it on a stone to dry in the sun.
Jin Zhini and Jin Zhiyuan are the new names of the twin sisters from Korea, given by Yang Ming.
As for why these two names were given, Lin Wan'er didn't care at all.
All she could think about now was whether the elites of the Tang Dynasty could withstand the beatings, and how many people she could defeat at most. My husband said that their great general is as brave as ten thousand men. I wonder if the great general will be able to win the battle later!
Yang Ming was relatively reassured about Lin Wan'er's combat prowess. However, Yang Ming was still somewhat reluctant to let his daughter-in-law fight Feng Li, who had been famous for a long time.
Daniel can try Feng Li's martial arts, but his wife can't. The sword has no eyes. If you are injured, you will feel heartbroken for a long time.
"Look, their caravan seems to be transporting grain and grass!"
A sharp-eyed soldier from Yiyu Guard poked his colleague next to him.
"Goooooo~!"
After hearing this, my colleague was so moved that tears flowed directly from the corners of his mouth, and the only response he received was the drumming of his stomach.
"Damn it! This Yang's caravan seems to be escorting only food!"
More Yiyu Guards soldiers looked through the crowd and focused on the carriage. The atmosphere at the scene changed a bit, and the team began to become restless.
"What are you doing! Back off!"
"Don't come here! Do you want to steal food?"
This group of hungry soldiers, tempted by a cart full of food, began to have physical contact with Yang Ming's caravan guards.
Just now, under Yang Ming's secret instructions, a guard quietly opened a bag of grain and let the white rice flow along the edge of the carriage to the ground.
The old man Feng Li has been dawdling for a long time and still can't find a reason to start the fight, so he can only let Yang Ming add fuel to the flames and do something careful. Anyway, we still don’t know who will win by then!
"Fuck, how dare you attack officers and soldiers?!"
"Put your fucking hand down. If you touch my saber, I will chop you to death!"
"Young Master, the food is to be transported to Daizhou to relieve the victims. You beasts, do you want to greedy even the people's last hope for survival? There is a large amount of military rations in Youzhou City. Where can you get it if you have the guts."
"Bah! Why are you talking to these losers? Anyone who dares to touch the young master's food will be killed. Even if the Emperor comes, it will be useless. I said so!"
The two sides were pushing and talking, but they did not dare to use weapons.
According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, there is a big difference between fighting with weapons and fighting with fists, not to mention that both sides are afraid of it.
"Miss, the soldiers of Yiyuwei just have louder voices. I think they are more timid than the officials in other places. If they keep talking and dare not take action, wouldn't our work be in vain?!"
Daniel was sitting in a carriage at the front, complaining to Lin Wan'er.
According to Yang Ming's plan, he had the opportunity to compete with famous generals in martial arts, but now it seemed that he could only hide in the carriage and become a spectator.
Lin Wan'er continued to close her eyes and meditate, but her ears kept listening to the noise outside. As for Daniel's complaint, she could only repeat the words Yang Ming taught her.
"Don't rush! Let the bullets fly for a while!"
