Chapter 223 The Fallen County Magistrate 2

Now, the Ministry of War has ordered one person to reward 50 yuan for killing the enemy. The money obtained by breaking through the enemy's fortress does not need to be handed over, and it belongs to the enemy soldiers.

Zhan Qian didn't feel anything about it. He said what he could do with such a few soldiers. It's almost enough to scare the people. In case he meets a strong enemy, he won't turn over in an instant.

Before he went on the expedition, Zhan Qian poured cold water on himself. He didn't expect anything. As early as he entered Jeju, he told the commander, just ordered to investigate. If he met a strong enemy, he must withdraw to the city.

The commander also agreed. They waved flags, beat drums, and swaggered out of the city. They went to Jeju along the icy Wuzhang River east to Jeju, and walked for two days to Hecai Town under the ice.

This has become a world of ice, a paradise of ice, and everything is frozen. If time can be frozen, it will also be ended.

Standing on the smooth mirror-like ice,

Zhan Qian saw the house, a grass house, and a frightened ploughing cow with a big mouth open, but this poor old man and the grass house have become embellished under the glacier. Maybe at the beginning of spring, Hecai Town will surface. Zhan Qian thought without malice.

It's not far from Hecai Town to Juye City. As long as you step on the snow-covered reeds, you will arrive for half a day.

Half a day later, the Juye City appeared in front of him. Under the remnants of the sun, the city was still tall, and the banners were still bright. The generals and soldiers guarding the city were neat and morale was high. It was not as good as the Guangji army around him as a rice flower, or a people's group in a rich county. Sometimes Zhan Qian really thought that the Guangji army was the local people's group, the poorest people's group. In this way, his heart can still be balanced.

He came to the huge plaque of Juye City and looked up. Zhan Qian felt a little strange, because the soldiers in the city looked at them in a daze for a long time. No one came up to talk to them, and no one poked out to drive them away. If it hadn't been for the Qianfu chief beside him, who reported that the Guangji army had been ordered by the court to explore the situation in Jeju. If you want to see the magistrate, the people in the city will not pay attention to them. It seems that the Guangji army is really a beggar.

The gate of the city opened, and a mighty general came out. It seemed that he should be a figure such as Captain Zhiguo, otherwise he would not be so arrogant. He didn't even pay attention to the Guangji Military Supervisor. If in terms of grade, Zhan Qian is still a lieutenant of Zhaowu. The official of the sixth grade is three levels higher than that of Captain Zhiguo.

The commander next to Zhan Qian saw that the general who came out of the gate cave was not good, as if he didn't pay attention to it. It was really hateful that such a good official as Lord Zhan didn't give face to the Guangji Army Supervisor. Thinking of this, he immediately urged him to negotiate with the man on behalf of the Supervisor Zhan Qian and ask for some face by the way.

Unexpectedly, the second horse made a mistake. The man punched, and the commander couldn't dodge. He hit his chest and fell off the horse with a sullen voice, as if he were dead.

The Guangji army lost its backbone and suddenly became chaotic. Someone held up a long bamboo gun and shouted, "Oh, why do you beat our commander? If you abuse the lynching, we will sue to the magistrate that you can't eat it."

Zhan Qian followed and coaxed, "This general is really unreasonable. I came to your place and was humiliated by you like this. You know how guilty. Why don't you get off your horse quickly and make way for me?"

In the empty gate hole, there was a burst of wild laughter, which made Zhan Qian's heart furious. He grasped the reins, patted the frightened horse, and raised his hand and pointed: "Oh, who is coming? Report it quickly, and don't make way for me quickly, I... I"

Not waiting for Zhan Qian to finish his words, the man rushed out of the city gate with his eyes like electricity and murderous air. The wind-billed knife in his hand reflected the dazzling light under the bloody residual sun, which made people afraid and did not dare to look directly.

The war horse crossed the suspension bridge, and the cold iron hooves shattered the fantasy of the Guangji army under the city gate, and the blade was covered with a bloody shadow.

Someone shouted, "Ah, it's killing!" There was chaos in the Guangji army.

Zhan Qian was so shocked that his hands and feet were cold. He turned the horse's head and ran. As soon as he left, thousands of feather arrows flew out of the city and shot them. In a blink of an eye, the arrow penetrated the human body and made a dull sound. Hundreds of people fell to the ground, blood stained with ice and snow, and the cold instantly froze the dead on the ground.

The deadly arrows chased the people who fled, and they kept shooting. The horseless pawn became the best target, and any archer could kill them.

More than 200 Guangji troops died in an instant, half of them died in front of the suspension bridge under the gate of the city, and half died on the way to escape.

Only more than ten riders escorted Zhan Qian and fled, but the pursuers behind him were very tight. The more than ten riders also ran away later. At the beginning, Zhan Qian heard the screams behind him, and the shouts of killing loudly. Several arrows flew over his head, almost killing him.

"Kill, kill the official. Don't let him run away!"

The frightened person is more likely to go crazy than the frightened horse. Zhan Qian heard the shouting of killing behind him getting closer and closer and clearer, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. His waist was close to the horse's back, beating the war horse crazily. When the whip was raised, even the horse was heard with the sound of wind.

"Drive, run, you can't live if I die"

Zhan Qian was very frightened, just like an old ploughing cow under the ice river of He Cai Zhen. Maybe death was really horrible. The war horse under him seemed to understand Zhan Qian's words and rushed forward and ran out of the usual speed.

The pursuer sighed, "What a fast horse!" If only I could catch it.

However, they failed to get what they wanted. Zhan Qian and the mounts ran faster and farther, and farther they ran farther. In an instant, they turned a small hillside. When the pursuers arrived, they had disappeared. They were white in the heavy snow, and they couldn't tell where people and snowed.

A few days later, the war horse died. Before he died, he shed a tear and looked at the former owner, as if to say, "My mission has been completed. Let me leave!"

Zhan Qian was sad for his horse for an hour and felt very guilty. He shouldn't have been in such a hurry. The horse was finally exhausted, and he was a road idiot. Usually, he had someone to lead the way before he knew where it was. Now it's good that there was no psychic war horse, so he had to walk.

In order to find a way out as soon as possible, he did not die. On the way, he looked at the sun and went all the way to the west. He planned to be able to walk back to Guangji Army, or Dingtao. Unexpectedly, when it fell, it was difficult to distinguish things. He was like a savage. He met rescuers when he was about to starve to death or freeze to death several times, or The most bizarre thing about the old man in the desert village or the child who came out to pick firewood was that once he was saved by a pig. The homeless pig took him out of the snowy sea and came to a broken house trapped in the snow, where he found a frozen piglet.

If it hadn't been for the famine, he wouldn't have touched the dead pig, and he wouldn't even look at it, but now he is starving to death. He has no choice but to eat the pig.

No fire, no firewood, only a pig and one person.

This man is eating the pig's ear, and the pig is gnawing a frozen radish.

When Zhan Yan nibbled at the pig's ear, he vomited, almost even his spleen and stomach.

Since then, he has made a poisonous oath that if he is depressed again, he will hang himself. In the future, he will be an upright man and never have to live a long time. He wants to live well. He doesn't want others to look down on him. He wants to be a good official in history!

Maybe it touched the sky. The next morning, a Song army came from the wind and snow. They temporarily stopped in front of the broken house, intending to avoid the wind and wait until the snow stopped. When they broke into the pig's nest, they were all stunned.

I found a madman sleeping with a pig, like a biological brother.

Zhan Qian was saved. Although he did a very humiliating thing, it was like a thorn, which plunged deeply into his heart. Even if it healed, it would always leave a shadow, but he was still alive, and that's everything.