Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 59 Refugee Army

   Zhao Hanzhang wiped the blood from his face, leaned against the tree and said, "They're going first, we're here to stop the pursuers."

   Her gaze swept over the people behind him, seeing that the first and third and the fifth were all fine, but the people behind them lacked a few familiar faces.

   Zhao Qianli followed her gaze and said in a low voice, "We lost five people." Zhao Hanzhang nodded and glanced at the people who formed a team of their own. There were more than seventy or eighty people.

   Zhao Qianli said: "This is a part of our family, and the leader is called Zhao Dian."

   He called over there, "Zhao Dian, come up."

   Zhao Dian ran over immediately, the other party obviously didn't know that Zhao Qianli was going to part ways with them, so he respectfully clasped his fists, "Team leader!"

   "This is the girl in the house, Sanniang." Zhao Qianli introduced him.

   Zhao Dian immediately saluted Zhao Hanzhang, "Sanniang."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and also anxiously went back to find Wang Shi and Zhao Erlang, and instructed: "Get ready, let's go after Uncle and the others."

   Zhao Qianli captured five horses and some weapons.

  The weapons were evenly distributed to the subordinates. As for the horses, before he had time to arrange them, Zhao Hanzhang had already evenly distributed them to the people of Sanshi and Wushi with a big wave of his hand.

   Zhao Dian couldn't help but look over. These people looked like part of the story, but he had never seen them, but the clothes they wore also had the mark of the Zhao family.

   He wanted to ask a long time ago, but today he was either running for his life or looking for someone. Now that the master is here, the opportunity couldn't be better, "Sanniang, these people..."

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't hide it, he said bluntly: "It's a part that my grandfather left me."

   Zhao Dian fell silent.

   Zhao Hanzhang's horse was retrieved, she watched the body of the guards buried, and then got on the horse and said, "Let's go, catch up with them before it gets dark."

They fought a battle here, and stayed for a long time. Most of the trilogy had no horses and hurried on two legs, so she thought it would be good to find them before dark, and who knows, she ran forward. After more than an hour, they heard the thunderous cries and shouts from halfway across the mountain.

   Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan looked at each other, and immediately kicked the horse and ran forward to look.

As soon as    turned the corner, the two of them saw chaos in front of them. A group of ragged troops with sticks and swords in their hands were grabbing and robbing things.

  The fleeing people screamed and ran in all directions, but they were caught up before they ran far. When a stick was hit on the head, the other party began to loot the other party's belongings, and some even stripped their clothes.

   Zhao Qianli and Zhao Dian also rode up to catch up, seeing the faces of the people in the wilderness change, "It's the refugee army."

   Zhao Hanzhang swept across the chaotic army in the wilderness, looked far away, and saw a small figure running towards him in the distance, which should also be a refugee army.

   But there were not many people who were stopped, and the middle and rear parts should have been cut off.

   She acted decisively, "Go and disperse them and let the people continue to flee. We will fight quickly, only to disperse, not to fight."

  Fu Tinghan was a little nervous, looking around to find the best route, and saw a few people hiding under a field ridge, as well as downed carriages and horses.

   He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Hanzhang who was on the horse next door, "Hanzhang, do you think that is Grandfather Zhao?"

   Zhao Hanzhang turned his head to look and saw the fallen coffin beside the field ridge, his pupils shrank, and when he saw Wang and others hiding under the field ridge, he was even more shocked.

The    refugee army also saw them, and a dozen people ran towards them. When they saw the young and beautiful Ting He, their eyes lit up and they immediately reached out to grab them.

   Hearing He screamed, he stretched out his hand to push the outstretched hand, accidentally revealing Mrs Wang who was protecting him.

   When they saw the more stunning Wang family, they pulled away the Ting He and went to pull the Wang family, "Can sell at a high price, can sell at a high price..."

   Wang screamed and kept shrinking back.

   Zhao Erlang was guarded by her, and when he saw them bullying his mother, he yelled in anger, pushed his mother aside with all his might, and he rushed up and beat him.

   The refugee army didn't take Zhao Erlang seriously, and clenched his fists to fight him, but as soon as the fists touched, the opponent felt slammed on the boulder, he let out a cry, his arms softened.

   Zhao Erlang had already rushed up and beat them in the face desperately.

  A dozen people, whoever was swept away by his fist and immediately felt a burning pain, they were so angry that they simply surrounded him and fought.

   Chengbo was protecting Wang's back while commanding Zhao Cai and the driver, "Save Erlang, save Erlang..."

   Zhao Cai and the driver were also fighting, but they were beaten.

Seeing that his son was beaten in the middle, he couldn't even fight back. Feeling sad and angry, he touched the ground indiscriminately, and crawled over a stone when he touched it. No matter who it was, he smashed the opponent's head... …

   Zhao Hanzhang drew his sword and galloped down from the foot of the mountain when he saw them. Zhao Qianli and Zhao Dian were also terrified and brought their cavalry to catch up.

  Fu Tinghan's riding skills were average. After two steps behind, he saw Mr. Zhao's horse speeding non-stop. He rushed over and picked a person with a knife, then turned the horse's head and rushed back, and with a sword, he made a stroke...

Warm blood splattered out, splattering the faces of the Wang family and the refugee army. The refugee army who was addicted to beating Zhao Erlang finally recovered. Seeing Zhao Hanzhang on the horse and the **** sword in her hand, he dropped Zhao Erlang. And Wang turned around and ran.

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't spare a single one, and he chased after him and killed more than a dozen people with Zhao Qianli.

The rest disturbed the remaining refugee army and drove them all out of the fleeing team. The vast wilderness slowly became quiet, and the people who had been in constant fear silently watched the fields littered with corpses, and slowly knelt down. fell to the ground and cried.

   Zhao Hanzhang jumped off the horse, rushed forward and hugged Zhao Erlang. Seeing that although his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he was not in serious trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine, it's fine."

Wang Shi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst into tears with a "wow—", rushed forward and hugged Zhao Hanzhang, patted her back and cried out of breath, "You are disobedient, call You are not obedient, do you know that we almost died, I said not to go, your grandfather, your grandfather..."

She looked around with tears in her eyes, and when she saw the coffin lying on the side, she cried even louder, crawled over and hugged the coffin and cried bitterly, "Father, father, open your eyes and see, your nephew who killed a thousand knives. Leave us and go, and you will give him the title."

   Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were also red. Knowing that she was frightened, he hurried forward and hugged her, "I won't go anymore, I won't go anymore, mother, I will turn the coffin over."

  Wang was so frightened that he couldn't stop and continued to cry with his eyes closed.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at Fu Tinghan at a loss.

  Fu Tinghan hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down in front of her and called, "Madam..."

   Wang's eyes opened a slit to see him, the crying stopped immediately, and then he sobbed habitually, and stopped crying, "Uncle, oh, it's Uncle."

   She hurriedly wiped away her tears, looked at Fu Tinghan, then looked at Zhao Hanzhang, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took his hand and asked, "Did you save Sanniang?"

  Fu Tinghan wanted to say no, but Zhao Hanzhang had already answered: "Yes, Lord Fu Dalang saved me."

   Wang looked at him with a look of relief and said, "Okay, okay, uncle has a heart, hurry, hurry up and lift your grandfather."

  Wang finally stopped crying, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone worked together to lift the coffin and put it away.

   Zhao Hanzhang then looked around and asked, "Where's Aunt Qing?"

See you tonight

   (end of this chapter)