The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 93
"Drive Drive"

On the official road leading to Min'an Town, a carriage pulling goods was running forward.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped, and several large stones suddenly appeared on the road, blocking the way forward.

A young coachman wearing a servant's attire looked around, cursed and jumped out of the carriage, ready to remove obstacles on the road.

Before picking up the stone, four big men with big knives came out from the nearby forest and surrounded them.
The coachman's expression changed drastically, he stopped holding the stone, took a few steps back, and asked tremblingly, "Masters, what are you doing?"

The four people who came up were all wearing cotton armor, they were officers and soldiers.

The thin man who walked in front danced a knife and said with a smile: "Brother, we are lucky. We caught a fat sheep. This horse is really good. It is wrong to dedicate it to Lord Qianhu. It is dedicated to King Tiger. Maybe we will reward a beautiful woman." Refreshing."

"Driver, tell me, what's in that big box on the carriage?" The man dressed strangely and with a sloppy face stared at the driver and asked fiercely.

He was wearing the shabby cotton armor of the guard, a brand new melon cap on his head, and a precious fur tied around his neck.

Dressing up looks very inconsistent and alternative.

"If you go back to the military master, it's the medicinal materials. My master said that the medicinal materials are hard to buy, so he asked someone to buy a batch from Zhejiang, and they are bringing them back to Fujian." The driver said with a look of fear.

The tall little leader's eyes lit up, he spat out the bamboo stick for picking his teeth with a "pop", and said with a smile on his face, "It's really a fat sheep. Little Shitou looked at the coachman, don't let him run away, let him drive the cart for us and feed him." Ma, old man, Ergou, hurry up, open it and have a look, hahaha, you're getting rich now."

The epidemic is serious, medicinal materials are scarce, and the price has doubled several times. Such a large cart of medicinal materials must be worth a lot of money.

The boss sent himself here to watch. He couldn't enter the town to make a fortune, and he was still depressed. He didn't expect a big fish to come to his door.

The old man and Ergou agreed, and went to open the box.

As soon as the box was opened, two cold lights flashed, and the two of them clutched their necks in horror, and soon fell to the ground and twitched.

It looked like two chickens with their throats cut.

Hidden in the wooden box were two men holding simple knives, staring at them with disdain.

No, the carriage is fraudulent!
The little boss was shocked. He never dreamed that there was someone ambushing inside a seemingly ordinary carriage.

Just as he was about to turn around and hold the coachman hostage, he heard a crisp sound of "click",
Turning around, he happened to see the timid coachman break Xiaoshi's neck just now.

He also sneered at himself negatively,
The little leader's knees softened, and he was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot and begged for mercy: "The good man spares his life, the little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and the little one is willing to be a cow and a horse for a few good guys."

The middle-aged man in the box was fast and ruthless with his knife, and cut the throats of two people with one knife. He was a master at a glance.

That young coachman who easily broke Xiaoshi's neck is also a ruthless character,
If you are being targeted by this group of fierce gods, you will definitely not be able to escape, so you might as well be sensible and kneel down and beg for mercy.

The one who made the knife was Lu Jinyuan, the coachman was played by Lu Changhe, and Lu Changzhen was there to help.

Lu Jinyuan jumped from the box to the ground, and asked coldly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"If you go back to Han, the little Zheng Baifu, who was originally the general banner of the Plum Blossom Institute, rebelled against Master Qianhu, who is now the Flying Tiger. He asked the little one to guard here, and let him know immediately if there is any news."

"Flying Tiger is still attacking Min'an Town? Has it been captured?"

"It hasn't been captured yet, and the people in Min'an Town resisted very strongly."

"Besides you, how many secret sentries are there along the way?"

"There is another one, there is the mountain col in Erli. Zhang Zongqi and his people are guarding there."

"How many people?"

"Including Zhang Zongqi, there are four people in total."

Lu Jinyuan asked about the number of personnel, what weapons they had, and other information.

In order to survive, Zheng Baifu told everything he knew like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Hero, I know, the little one has already said it, can you spare the little one's life?" Zheng Baifu begged with a flattering expression.

A stern look flashed in Lu Jinyuan's eyes, and he slapped Zheng Baifu's head fiercely,
Zheng Baifu snorted, black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, he tilted his head, fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and soon passed away.

Lu Zhang who followed behind really couldn't bear to say: "Uncle, this man is quite obedient, it's good to let him help."

It's a pity to cooperate so much and kill like this.

Lu Jinyuan taught on the spot: "Chang Zhen, look carefully, this man is wearing cotton armor, but soap boots on his feet, and the necklace on his neck is obviously a woman's style, and there are many dark black bloodstains on the cotton armor. It is obvious that he is murdering and stealing goods, plus he is capricious and easily betrays his brother, this kind of person cannot be kept."

Lu Zhangzhen took a closer look, and it was true, he nodded quickly and said, "Understood, uncle."

"Peel off their cotton armor and use it later. Don't let go of weapons and valuables. Continue to clear obstacles," Lu Jinyuan ordered.

"Yes, Uncle Yuan." Lu Changhe and Lu Changzhen agreed in unison, and hurriedly set to work.

While Lu Jinyuan was clearing up the secret post, Lu Changle led the village protection team and Yang's children to meet at the agreed intersection.

"Yang...Miss Yang, are you going too?" Lu Changle said in surprise when he saw Yang Xuan who was taking the lead.

I saw Yang Xuan wearing a tasseled helmet, a new set of blue and white armor, green boots, a jeweled saber on her waist, and a special rucksack on the horse's back, which can put her usual long stick into it. on top.

This outfit is heroic and handsome.

After that night, I never saw her again, and I never expected to see her here.

For some reason, upon seeing Yang Xuan, Lu Changle recalled the madness and ecstasy that night,
I haven't rectified my name yet.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, Miss Ben pulled out your eyeballs." Yang Xuan blushed pretty, and reprimanded Lu Shengle.

When the shameless man saw himself, his eyes straightened, and he didn't know what dirty things he was thinking, he was so bold.

Lu Changle came back to his senses, knew that he had lost his composure, and pretended to be calm and said: "It's really nice, this blue and white armor is not bad."

When Lu Changle said she looked good, Yang Xuan was secretly happy. She also liked to hear other people's compliments. When she just wanted to mock Lu Changle, she didn't expect that Lu Changle changed the subject and turned into the blue and white armor on Zan's body.

Yang Xuan became angry for a while, and wanted to refute a few words, but couldn't think of what to say for a while.

At this time, Yang Qijun walked up to Lu Changle and saluted: "Yang Qijun, the flag bearer of the Yang clan in Fuzhou, was ordered by the patriarch to lead the Yang clan's children to cooperate with the patriarch Lu to rescue the Wang clan of Min'an. If the patriarch Lu needs anything, just ask. "

Lu Changle was slightly taken aback, and quickly said: "Very well, according to my agreement with Patriarch Yang, from this moment on, the Yang family's children will be at my disposal."

This Yang Qijun is very good at talking, saying that he was ordered by the patriarch, and emphasized that he is a child of the Yang family, not a militia.

In this way, Lu Changle's identity as the head trainer of the militia can't control them.
Lu Changle didn't bother to entangle in these details, as long as he obeyed the order.

Yang Qijun hesitated for a moment, remembering the patriarch's instructions, nodded and said, "Understood, Patriarch Lu."

The Yang family in Fuzhou owed the Lu family a big favor. Now that the epidemic has not completely disappeared, maybe one day they will ask the Lu family.

There's no need to get upset over such little things.

"They listen, but I don't listen. Miss Ben is here to keep an eye on you so that you don't have to work hard." Yang Xuan said arrogantly while riding on the horse.

Lu Changle said without raising her head: "Understood, it turns out that Miss Yang is the military supervisor."

What time is it, still fighting, and now the flying tiger is attacking Min'an Town, saving people is like putting out a fire, and I don't bother arguing with this violent woman who has no interest.

"It's good to know." Only then did Yang Xuan raise her chin in satisfaction.

Soon, the shrewd Yang Xuan recalled it, her pretty face turned cold, and her eyes became unkind.
Most of the supervising troops in the Ming Dynasty were eunuchs. Are these shameless people laughing at themselves as useless (useless) people?
Just when Yang Xuan wanted to get mad, Lu Changle had already ordered loudly: "The Flying Tiger is attacking the Wang family in Min'an, and the family members of the Wang family are waiting for us to rescue them. I ordered that the carriage be responsible for pulling weapons and supplies, and everyone should pack lightly." Go into battle, run forward."

"By the way, Yang's children have just experienced the epidemic, and their bodies may not have recovered. It's understandable that they can't keep up. You can run slower as appropriate."

As soon as the words fell, not only Yang Xuan and Yang Qijun, but the expressions of the three hundred Yang's children all changed.

(End of this chapter)