My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 35 Beheading the Father

The blue-white electric light faded from the sky, and darkness flooded into the field of vision again,

The figure in mid-air fell straight to the ground dragging the black night. Some Huangshen cultists rushed over with shouts, and Xiliang soldiers rushed over with their shields on their backs, knocking them down with a bang.

Dong Zhuo turned over and dismounted, glanced at the distant mountains, dragged his heavy sword, and walked towards the charred figure, a sinister smile revealed in his thick beard.

Fang Sijie was still alive on the ground, hanging with a deep breath, his charred limbs twitching and trying to get up, and his eyes showed fear.

In the field of vision, a tall and plump figure stood still, raised the tip of the knife, and raised it.

"Altar Lord!"

The few remaining believers around frantically charged towards this side. Fang Sijie twisted even more violently, trying to crawl away. The next moment, the serrated knife was raised high, and then slashed down with a bang.

Bloody arrows shot out, and the round head fell to the ground and rolled.

Dong Zhuo grabbed the bun and raised the frightened head above his head. His violent voice spread around: "The leader of the thieves is dead, you all surrender!"

The dozens of remaining believers all stopped and stared blankly at the head. A fanatic cried loudly, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the head three times, and then picked it up. The steel knife on the ground pressed against his neck, blood flowed out, and they all fell to the ground with eyes wide open.

The remaining thirty or so Aragami cultists stood there in a panic, staring blankly at their companions who committed suicide, or at their family members hiding in the corner, feeling uneasy.

Not long after, the Xiliang soldiers rushed over and took away their weapons, beat them with the handles of their knives, and beat them to their knees on the ground. Then they found ropes to tie them up one by one.

The sound of fighting finally subsided, and the cheers of soldiers could be heard from time to time.

After taking control of the entire Huangshen Sect, Xiliang soldiers one by one began to clear out those who were hiding in the house and wanted to resist, or dragged their comrades from the corpses to the open space, quickly bandaged those who were not dead to stop the bleeding, and stripped off the dead ones. He took off his armor and put it on the cart he found, waiting to be taken back to the military camp.

Tread...  

The sound of horse hooves came over, and Su Chen rode into the camp wearing armor and holding a sword. Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao came over to join them one after another, and they probably counted the casualties and prisoners.

"Seventeen soldiers were injured, 25 died, 230 Aragami cultists were killed, only 32 were captured, and there were 57 family members, all women and children."

Su Chen frowned slightly when he heard that there were so many women and children among the prisoners. Fortunately, the original plan was to behead all of these prisoners. After all, they were all members of the cult and had been brainwashed. They could not be used for military purposes.

But there were more than 50 women and children, which posed a problem for him. They were all women and children, so it was difficult to attack them.

"Third Young Master, why don't you hand over these prisoners, women and children to Pindao?"

The words came from behind, and Su Chen knew who it was without looking back. Zhang Jiao led the horse, walked past the village gate and came to the side, "There is no point in leaving these people in the hands of the Third Young Master. Why don't you let me take them away." "

Su Chen looked over there. Behind the bound and kneeling captives, there were women and children who were driven over. Their faces were frightened and uneasy, and they stood shivering behind the kneeling captives in front.

He narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Great Master, what is the purpose of taking them away?"

"If we win them and spread the Taiping Dao, Third Young Master, please don't worry. I don't think this group of people will be of great use in the future."

After hearing Zhang Jue's answer, Su Chen didn't dare to trust them unconditionally, but instead of killing these people, it would be better to leave them to Zhang Jue as a favor.

"Then hand them over to the wise master. However, if these people sneak into Ding'an City to cause trouble, there will be no reason to survive."

Zhang Jiao nodded and stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Of course it makes sense."

The next time was spent waiting for more than [-] Xiliang soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect the property of the Huangshen Sect. The people responsible for placing the wounded were taking the medicine from the comrades who had returned from the search and bandaging the wounded soldiers. .

There was a lot of noise. Many Xiliang soldiers were about to hand over the looted property, but Dong Zhuo stopped them and announced loudly that all the property belonged to them. The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.

In addition to the belongings, there were also bags of linen that were carried out by the soldiers from the cellar of a building and piled up like a hill.

Zhu Gongdao poked a hole open with one shot, and white grains of rice flowed out. He turned back and glanced at Su Chen on horseback.

"So much grain."

Su Chen dismounted and grabbed a handful, put it under his nose and smelled it, "It's still new rice. Mr. Dong, take half of it to the military camp and give me the remaining half to take back to Ding'an City."

"Third Young Master, there is no shortage of food at home." Zhu Gongdao reminded in a low voice.

"No, for those victims, there are still three months until the spring of next year before they can grow grain. During this period, the people still have to eat. I heard from my elder brother that there is not much grain in the official warehouse in Ding'an City, so I can barely survive until next year. We also need to distribute food rations to the people to go back."

Su Chen poured the new rice in his hand back into the hole, patted the rice dust on his hand, and made a decision: "We can't let the people go hungry." Then he got on his horse and took the head from Dong Zhuo's hand, "I'll leave this to Dong Zhuo. My lord, great virtuous master, there are still guests at home, so I will go back home first."

When Zhu Gongdao raised his gun and mounted his horse, Su Chen threw his head to the opponent, clamped the horse's belly, and shouted: "Drive!" The horse neighed and roared, and ran out of the village gate with iron hoofs.

Zhu Gongdao followed closely behind, and their figures quickly disappeared into the night.

Dong Zhuo looked in the direction of the village gate and remained silent, but Zhang Jiao next to him smiled and said, "What are you thinking, General Dong?"

Neither of them ever imagined that one day they would be able to fight hand in hand.

"Changsheng is becoming more and more like a person in charge." Dong Zhuo withdrew his gaze and inserted the serrated knife back into his waist: "Actually, just now, I was thinking that with Liu Bian's demeanor back then, maybe Dong could be a powerful minister at most. "

"The past is over, let's start over again." Zhang Jiao also grabbed a handful of rice, smelled it under his nose, and praised the rice.

Ha ha.

Dong Zhuo just smiled, then turned his head and looked at the surrounding Xiliang soldiers: "Escort the prisoners, take away the food and crops, and burn this place down!"...

The long night is deep, and only a few lights are on among the thousands of lights in the city.

Su Mansion is still brightly lit.

There were about ten tables set up in the front yard, and the banquet was coming to an end. Most of the relatives of the Su family had finished eating and were sitting outside chatting, but they did not dare to leave.

In the hall, Su Congfang and Fang Wenye drank several rounds. After holding in their lower abdomens for a long time, they excused themselves and went to the toilet to drain the water. Su Yong had almost drunk, her face was red, her eyes were drooped, and she was drowsy.

"Father, why hasn't Su Chen come back yet?" Fang Jinxue has been at Su's house for several hours, and he has yet to see his future uncle.

Fang Wenye couldn't see any expression on his face and just told him not to say anything. In fact, he was also a little dissatisfied.

There were two cousins ​​who came with him at the table. Hearing his nephew's muttering, he felt a little happy. Then he helped: "Cousin, what I said in the school is right. Su Chen hasn't shown up yet." , seems to be dissatisfied with this marriage."

"Our Fang family, not to mention Yan State, at least Yunqi County is one of the best. Why do we lose our face when we get here? We are giving people a cold shoulder."

"If Mr. Xue is like this before we get married, won't he take it even less seriously after we get married?"

Fang Wenye frowned after listening to the two brothers.

Some emotions are like rumors. They don't care at first, but eventually they leave some impression in people's hearts. Then, a certain atmosphere gradually changes, making people think too much and become uncomfortable.

Until Su came back from the back hall, smiles appeared on the faces of several people again, and they continued to change glasses, as if nothing had been said just now.

"Master Su Hou, where is Su Chen going? Why didn't he show up at this time?" After finishing a glass of wine, Fang Wenye asked on his son's behalf.

"Scholar Fang, please don't be angry. That bastard has been leaving early and coming home late recently. He will come back later without knowing it."

Su Congfang quickly asked the maid to pour the wine over there. She was also scolding Su Chen in her heart. She knew that her father-in-law was coming to visit her in the future, but she actually chose this time to disappear. If he didn't come back later, he wouldn't know. How to continue the conversation.

"I don't want to drink any more. I think it's getting late. Why don't we get here first." Fang Wenye pushed his hand to stop the maid who came to pour the wine. He stood up with a smile and cupped his sleeves, "We will return to Yunnan early tomorrow morning. Qi, when we are free, we will come and visit the Marquis again."

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward. Yin Suhuan and Hua Hongzhen, as female relatives, were worried outside. This was their uncle's marriage. It would be a pity if it was just such a dirty deal.

They had also seen the girl in that room today. Although she behaved carelessly, she was straightforward and daring, so she was a good match.

"Uncle, isn't that the way he is?" Hua Hongzhen sneered and tilted his head. In his peripheral vision, a servant was running from the door of the mansion.

Su Huan touched the back of her neck where she felt the cool breeze blowing. She paused and continued to say, "But no matter what, we have to tell our family, Hong really shouldn't show off like this in front of outsiders."

The servant who came from afar hurried past her, came to the door, and held his hands to Su Congfang inside: "Master Marquis, the third young master is back."

Fang Wenye and others who were about to say goodbye were stunned. Su Congfang breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside. A group of relatives sitting outside chatting stood up at this time.

Su Chen was dressed in military uniform, dragging his cape and strode over, followed by Zhu Gongdao, who was carrying a gun.

"Father!"

After passing the eyes of a group of relatives and the eyes of the two sisters-in-law who walked past the door, with the sound of nails shaking, Su Chen stepped into the threshold and threw the things wrapped in cloth towels in his hands to the ground casually, splattering some blood. Su Chen He raised his hands heavily and greeted the father across from him: "Dad, the child is back."

"This...this...what is that on the ground?" Su Congfang thought at first that her son had gone to his military camp with 500 people. Unexpectedly, he came back with something extra in his hand. How could he see it after living for such a long time? It turned out to be a human head.

"The head of a thief."

Hearing this, Fang Wenye and others' heads were buzzing, and they stared blankly at the majestic figure in front of them. His two cousins ​​had some complaints at first, but when they felt the bloody smell entering their nostrils, they subconsciously shrank back.

Outside the door, Yin Suhuan and Hua Hongzhen's faces were pale, and they were too scared to look at the head that was still shaking slightly.

"Just after the drought in Ding'an City, there was a group of thieves entrenched in the mountains. There were more than 200 people. They often robbed passing traders and victims. Tonight, I led people to eradicate them completely and restore peace to the people in the city. That's why I came late."

Su Chen spoke so clearly that he was actually explaining to Fang Wenye, but in the ears of the Fang brothers, these words made them a little stunned.

"Okay, then can Chen'er be brave enough to kill the enemy?" Su Congfang sat down again.

"The child has never killed the enemy, but the capable men under his command were not merciful. He beheaded two hundred people and gained a lot of food."

wow.

The leaves of armor were stroking, Su Chen finished playing with his father, turned around and bowed to Fang Wenye and Fang Jinxue: "Immortal greets Fang Xueshi and future father-in-law."

The first sentence is an honorific, and the latter sentence is what Su Chen just couldn't find a title for.After hearing this, the two of them came back to their senses. Fang Wenye was a scholar, and he had this kind of leering yearning in his bones. Seeing what Su Chen was wearing and what he was doing tonight, his previous thoughts had already changed. Sweeping it away, he nodded appreciatively.

Fang Jinxue seemed ordinary, with no martial arts skills and no talent like his father. Naturally, he was satisfied with such an uncle. After returning the greeting with a smile, he turned his head and glared at the two cousins ​​​​who had just helped persuade him, almost breaking him. It was a marriage at home, and the two people were also in a panic at the moment, their eyes were wandering, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Okay, okay, now that Chen'er has returned from suppressing the thief, let's take a seat quickly and have a drink to relieve our fatigue." Su Congfang was impressed by the expressions of the Fang family members. After sitting down again, he asked his eldest daughter-in-law to bring Su Yong to the door. He helped him back to rest, and then called someone to take away the head on the ground, "Find a place to bury it."

Su Yong was carried away, and the heads on the ground were picked up and taken away by the brave servants. The banquet in the hall was reopened. Su Chen was also hungry, so he let go of eating and drinking. Fang Wenye and his son drank it to great joy. Fang Jinxue read more He took Su Chen's hand and called him a good son-in-law.

The lights were flickering, and the lively banquet lasted until midnight.

(End of this chapter)