Ma Yaozi took a deep breath, and after he was able to cheer himself up, he stretched out his hands and walked out from behind the dunes. Sure enough, the sharpshooter staring at him did not give him an arrow.

He also knew why the person on the opposite side, who was suspected to be Zhang Erlangjun, shouted that there were matte cakes and mutton soup behind the mountain, because the Shouchang Town Army, who had just escaped into the short forest, had been driven back by a team of infantrymen.

Zhang Erlangjun didn't say that he was looking for him before, the infantry on both sides were in a confrontation. After shouting, although both sides did not put down their weapons, there was no more tense atmosphere. The tension of the soldiers of Shouchang Town Army greatly eased.

"Who are you? We are the Shouchang Town Army and the official army. No matter who you are, it is like a rebellion to intercept the official army privately, and we want to behead us!" Ma Yaozi shouted fiercely.

"Rebellion? This Guiyi Army was brought up by my great-grandfather Taibao Gong, and it was brought up by three generations of the Zhang family in Nanyang. Without Taibao Gong, are you still working as a slave to the Tubo people?" Zhang Zhaochang laughed and took off his King Kong mask while saying.

Ma Yaozi's pupils shrank, and a layer of white-haired sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. It was Zhang Erlangjun, and it was Zhang Erlangjun! Others didn't know Zhang Zhao, but he knew him because Zhang Zhao was in surveillance in Shouchang County!

Zhang Yichao's great-grandson is a golden signboard. Zhang Zhao, who is the "Tianhuang Noble" naturally attracted many people's curious eyes. Ma Yaozi once served as a guard who monitored the Zhang family.

"Ma Jiazi! What did the envoy Luo ask you to do? When you meet old friends, you'd better tell the truth. Don't forget that your mother passed away, but someone went to recite the original vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

This is still useful because he is a dear Buddhist and is a lay Buddhist who teaches his way to practice at home. He memorizes the meaning of Buddhist scriptures and is also a descendant of Zhang Yichao.

So even though the Cao family ordered the magistrate of Shouchang County to take strict supervision on him, many people still came to him to do some rituals such as reviving the dead.

Especially in the past merchants and poor families who could not afford to invite monks, Ma Yaozi's mother passed away, she asked him to go to salvation.

Ma Yaozi showed an extremely embarrassed look on his face. He recited sutras and saved his dead mother. In this era, he was not an ordinary kindness, but a great kindness.

Although his mother was not his real mother, she was just a foster family that Luo Yizhi found for him as a young man.

But Ma Yaozi, a wandering child who never knows whose mother is, found the warmth of home in this old woman. She is not a mother, but better than a mother.

"Ma Yaozi, thank you for your great kindness, but please forgive me for not answering your question!" Ma Yaozi knelt down while shouting.

Of course, Ma Yaozi knew very well, so he would never betray Luo Xianda.

However, he couldn't say anything about what Luo Xianda told him. Zhang Erlangjun actually got the golden armor given by Taibao Gongxiansheng, and impressed so many horse thieves. So what Luo Xianda said about giving a few horses and some money and food to let him run away would be a joke.

"Is this Zhang Erlangjun? Didn't he say he went to Leiyin Temple to ordain it? Why is it here?"

"Erlangjun! It's Erlangjun! I've seen it before!"

"Brother Zhang San, is it true that Taibao Public Examination of the Golden Armor is given by the Holy Saint? Your surname is Zhang, so you can tell me!"

Seeing Ma Yaozi kneeling down and hearing Ma Yaozi call Zhang Erlangjun, the soldiers of Shouchang Town immediately felt relieved.

At this time, people had a strong sense of rural concepts. Zhang Zhao was taken to Shouchang when he was over two years old. Although many of them were not familiar with him, they almost all grew up with him in the same era.

In their eyes, Zhang Erlangjun is a Shouchang native. Since he is a Shouchang native, he will definitely not harm them.

Zhang Zhao was also a little surprised. He thought he was going to have a big fight. As a result, when a bunch of people heard that he was Zhang Erlangjun, they either shouted to make connections from afar or looked at him with some inferiority in awe. This was the only bloodline of Taibao Gong Zhang Yichao, and it was so noble that he was so noble.

It seems that the Cao family is afraid of Zhang Yichao's descendants.

"Dear neighbors, I have prepared some food. You have been so far away and should be hungry. Let's go and have some hot things first and sacrifice to the Five Insect Temples!"

Since there is nothing to beat, Zhang Zhao simply took off his phoenix wings and waved his hand and had a meal first!

"Thank you Zhang Erlangjun!"

"Zhang Erlangjun benevolent and righteous!"

A group of soldiers from Shouchang Town returned to the scabbard and shawled arrows and thanked Zhang Zhao. They didn't even go to see the horse harrier who was still kneeling on the ground.

These guys were all smart. Ma Yaozi said that they were asking them to do some private matters for Luo Ejun and surrounded several Uighur horse thieves who robbed Luo Ejun's property, but in the end, they came to ambush Zhang Erlangjun.

Zhang Erlangjun, who had originally eaten vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name, suddenly put on golden armor and conquered so many horse thieves.

This is obvious that there was a grudge between the rich clans. How dare they deal with them? They just wanted to find an opportunity to let Zhang Erlangjun let them go.

The veal cake is a sesame cake with golden color, crispy skin on the outside and sweet and soft inside. Especially Zhang Zhao's veal cake has a thick layer of sesame seeds, which tastes even more crispy and delicious.

As for mutton soup, let alone, add pepper, dried dogwood and pine, which smells good!

The soldiers of Shouchang Town, who were still a little nervous, immediately forgot anything. The two groups of people together had seventy or eighty, and they ate on the hillside not far from the mountain village. Even the horses had the grass too early, and there was a hint of harmony in the indescribable weirdness.

Zhang Zhao ate a bite of cake and mutton soup very happily, and the soldiers of Shouchang Town who were happy around him surrounded Zhang Zhao.

Although Zhang Zhao lived in Shouchang before, he was basically alone in the deep courtyard. There were not many soldiers who had seen him. As soon as the distance was closer, these guys would automatically surround him. They didn't speak, and just looked at Zhang Zhao so silly, as if there was a flower on Zhang Zhao's face.

If it were Zhang Zhao in the past, he would probably have had social phobia attacks on the spot.

But Zhang Zhao, who traveled through time, was completely the opposite. It was not that he had social awesomeness, but that this guy was originally a mixed armor circle and a cold weapon fighting circle in later generations.

Who are these elite soldiers in Shouchang Town? Aren’t they just a group of murderous men wearing armor and using cold weapons?

Although they look stupid and honest now, everyone will look at it carefully. According to the laws of later generations, shooting is considered light.

Who of them has few lives? As for blackmailing those nomadic black households who came down from the Qilian Mountains, black horse thieves, and even sometimes robbing passers-by merchants, that's all a little bit!

At this time, the army was not a mighty or civilized army like the Republic. I am afraid that these guys will be considered disciplined compared to them in later generations.

Bai Congxin, Qiongre Duojin and others who were conquered by Zhang Zhao did only a lot of evil. This is such a society. When you meet a kind monarch, honest men still have a way to survive, but most of the people who are nourished are like this fighting man who is shot in later generations.

The group of people became happier and happier as they chatted. They even shared their experiences of killing, boasted about their heroic appearance on the battlefield, or when someone caught a beautiful woman from Qilian Mountain, and killed several Hu Shang, who had lost money and money, and after succeeding, they bought a big house and married a beautiful lady.

"What's wrong? Ma Yaozi, you are your mother, you thief slave, and you still have to feed you with the matadilla cake. You'll get angry when you see you, get out of your way and get your fill first and then settle the score with you!"
Chapter completed!