Chapter 0083 Can't Return

A face with a bad smile suddenly appeared above. The man looked carefully and saw that it was not a impermanent face, but just a big Chinese teenager.

"You, you..." The man felt wrong, but the big man who had been stabbed by himself still looked at himself with a smile and couldn't help trembling again.

"Young master, that Wang San is so hateful. When we go back to mobilization the soldiers and horses, we will kill all these bastards!" Zhou Tong was furious.

Zhuo Fan shook his head and said, "We are going to investigate the jade case. Let's write this account for him first."

Zhuo Er also climbed out and said, "Yes, young master, and I'm afraid that the soldiers and horses on this side are not clean. If the soldiers and horses of the mobilized department can't be done well..." Zhuobufan nodded. This special envoy has long known that it is not easy to do, and the soldiers and horses of the Ministry of Guards may not be reliable. I have thrown myself into the net.

"So, what about this boy?" Zhou Tong asked.

"Look at how many people they have done. I don't know how many people have been harmed. Since we have pretended to be impermanent, let's make a perfection and send him down." Zhuo Bofan turned around and walked away, accompanied by a desperate hisss behind him. Zhuo Bofan will never be soft on such a person.

When the horse was found, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and the sky was getting late. The three argued the direction of the border gate and ran to Yanmen Mountain.

In the near future, the sky had darkened, and from afar, the border gate that should have been closed actually swayed, as if there were many people there.

The three people did not dare to make a move and approached quietly. They saw the gate of the border gate open and the people burning. They could see some soldiers escorting many people out of the gate.

I don't know what's going on. The sound of the horse's hoof in the left rear shocked the three people and quickly went around to hide. Fortunately, the terrain here was more undulating, and the sky was dark, leading the horse without letting the other party find it.

There were not many people coming. With the help of the light of the torch, there were several Mongolians, and the soldiers over there were also a little nervous and raised their swords in their hands to guard closely.

The Mongol chatted for a while, and some people actually spoke in Mongolian. The Mongols took out a bag of objects and threw them to the soldier. Then he took the rope from the soldier's hand and turned around with the group of people escorted out by the soldiers like pulling animals.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the crowd. A little girl desperately wanted to break off the rope and return to the customs, but saw a Mongolian on horseback rushing to the whip, and a soldier actually came up and punched and kicked him back into the crowd. The crowd saw that it was not suitable for heaven, and it was useless to resist, and then they were slowly dragged to the north.

Zhuo Bofan punched the soft grass. Damn, there were those hungry people who were caught by soldiers during the day. No wonder there were few hungry people in Shanxi. They were arrested and sold to Mongolian barbarians. As for their future, it can be imagined that they were not as slaves as cattle and horses.

Is this still Dahua's soldier?

The extraordinary punch was too hard and touched the reins in his hand. The horse was shocked and couldn't help hissing. Suddenly, the Mongols and the soldiers in front of Guan became alert.

Several Mongolians were separated, ran a few steps to this side, and called in Mongolian. Naturally, it was impossible to get an extraordinary response, and the customs were also noisy, watching some cavalry run out of the customs and gather.

"It's not good!" Zhuo Fan jumped up and whispered, "Get on the horse, run away!" Well, I see this kind of ugly business twice a day, and this human trafficking is the job of the border army. If it is seen, how can it be given up?

When the horseshoe sounded, the Mongols and the border guards understood what was going on. Suddenly, the horseshoes sounded everywhere, and a group of cavalry of the border guards followed the horseshoes. However, the Mongolians chased after a few steps but turned back. Dozens of miles north of the border gate, it was actually a great land. Fang.

This time, Zhuo Fan and the three did not dare to stay any longer and fled west along the Yanmen Mountains. In the north, it was the territory of the Mongols, and in the south was the continuous mountains. Behind them was a group of Dahua border cavalry. He couldn't get in and look back. He was chased and killed like a rabbit by his family, but he was aggrieved.

The horses of the three extraordinary were bought from the post station. There are no good goods. Although the Dahua cavalry behind them cannot be compared with the Mongolian cavalry, they are orthodoxly trained regular cavalry, and the horses are also horses. The distance between the two sides was quickly narrowed. But at this time, there was another cold wind, and the big raindrops fell again, and the faint night between heaven and earth was also covered by heavy rain. At this time, it was difficult for the pursuers to see the three people, and they could only continue to track with the sound of horses' hoofs.

Even so, the life-saving heavy rain only temporarily eased the crisis. The horseshoe sound of Dahua's pursuers behind him has not disappeared. It seems that it is impossible to get rid of the pursuers with the three rotten horses under him. It seems that it has returned to the scene of being sniped by killers in the afternoon. As long as the rain stops, the time of death will come, and this time, Zhou Tong's iron cloth The shirt is also useless.

"Young master, you go first, Zhuo Er and I will lead the pursuers away!" Zhou Tong shouted that he is responsible for the young master's safety. If anything happens, how can you explain it?

Zhuo Er's face turned pale when he heard it, but he looked at Zhuo Fan, who was running in a embarrassment, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, young master, you go first, wait, when you go back to the customs, you must avenge us~" After saying that, he had already cried.

"Bullshit! If I want to die together, I will never rely on my brothers to die!" Zhuo extraordinary roared. This is exactly what makes him different from ordinary duffian. After the memory of the two generations merges, these family and friendships are more important than any other life.

Zhou Tong and Zhuo Er were stunned, and Zhou Tong bit their teeth, pulled out their knives without saying a word, and stabbed them in the back buttocks of Zhuo's mount. They only heard the horse's tragic hiss, and the damaged horse accelerated forward with his life. In the rain, there was an extraordinary and anxious call.

"Young master, we just have your words. Fuck, Zhuo Er, don't cry. It's worth a lifetime to have a master who treats you as a brother like this!" Zhou Tong roared, and then turned his horse's head and ran away in the north direction. Behind him, Zhuo Er wiped away his tears, whipped his horse fiercely, and rushed into the wind and rain with Zhou Tong.

This night, it seemed that the sky had been leaked, and the heavy rain occasionally stopped, and then there was a burst of wind and rain.

Zhuo Fan rode for a night. I don't know whether it was an illusion caused by the wind and rain or a real sound. He always felt that there was a horseshoe chasing the soldiers behind him. Finally, the day lit up and the heavy rain finally stopped. A rainbow appeared on the edge of the sky, as if to comfort the desperado.

With a tragic hiss, God did not give Zhuo Fan a chance to enjoy the beautiful scenery. The horse under him lost his hoof and threw Zhuo Fan out heavily.

Zhuo Fan hummed and didn't get up for a long time. As long as he moved, his left arm was full of pain. When he touched his left shoulder, the pain was unbearable. He must have dislocated his left shoulder. After struggling for a long time, Zhuo Fan, who finally got up, looked back and saw that the poor horse had foamed at the mouth and couldn't see it alive.

When he got up and looked around, Zhuo Fan was immediately dumbfounded.

Where is the landmark Yanmen Mountain? Looking around, it is full of continuous grasslands. There are no mountains, no one, not even an animal can be seen, and the eyes are full of green grass. This thing is fat and tender, but you can't eat it by yourself.

All the dry food, silver tickets and even the imperial edict are on Zhuo Er and Zhou Tong. They have nothing but empty pockets and don't even have a knife.

Well, thinking of the knife, Zhuo Bufan suddenly thought of the grassland wolf. He was unarmed and basically powerless to bind chickens. Not to mention meeting the wolves, it was difficult to meet a little wolf during the internship period.

At this time, a few black spots suddenly appeared in the sky. They looked at the hovering vulture, and the fallen mounts around them were quickly found by them. Zhuo Fan hurried to the distance and knew that vulture would attract other carnivores, which were all learned from animal documentaries on the Record Channel in his previous life.

The grassland after the rain is a pleasant and beautiful scenery. The green water is decorated with fat grass. It is endless, and the sky after the rain is also cleaner, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling. However, it is better to listen to the scenery than to see the scenery. These are all sentences describing the beautiful scenery of the grassland in literature. If you are immersive, you will know that it is not the case.

The gradually strong sunlight evaporated a large amount of water vapor, and the whole body was soaked. Then it was steamed by the steaming water vapor, not to mention how uncomfortable it was mixed with sticky sweat. Coupled with jealous fatigue and hunger, Zhuo Bufan really wanted to lie on the ground and never leave again. However, looking at the malicious vulture hovering in the sky, Zhuo Fan really dares not take a rest. I'm afraid that he really doesn't have to leave when he lies down.

In the vast grassland, a man with his stiff left arm staggered forward. Behind him, more than ten miles away, a fresh horse bone is telling the sadness of life. In the distance, there is still an endless grassland.

The capital is still prosperous.

In the left prime minister's mansion, Zhuo Yin and his wife, who came back in the early morning, sat in the main hall in a daze. Outside the door, the big red lantern was still hanging there, and no one was in the mood to collect it. Even the busy servants are listless. Without the young master's prime minister's house seems to be much less angry.