Wu Nian's eyes flashed, he shook his head and said, "No."

Now Jinmancheng, a hundred households in Beishan Fort, is half crazy and has nothing to do. There are two general banners. One is his brother Li Kun. Li Kun is not a hero and will definitely be afraid of him.

But I won't force him.

As for the other general bannerman, Chen Jinshi. Ever since the last incident with Liu Qiankun, the Liu family's boxing sect, he has been frightened out of his mind.

It's not something to worry about at the moment.

The rest of the flags are not worth mentioning.

If you think about it this way, although he is just a small banner, he has the prestige of a hundred households. As for going up further, it is hard to say which side is half the flag.

Those who are deputy to a thousand households, a thousand households, etc., may not listen to half-hearted opinions.

After all, half of Zhang's connections are officials, and their system is that of military households.

Besides, he and Zhang Jin judged that 90% of the Mongolian people will go south this autumn. When Liaodong is in chaos, the grass-head king will be the one with the gun.

Long Qie just asked that. After hearing what Wu Nian said, he felt relieved.

Everyone ignored the bodies of Zhang Ningding and others. They just moved the silver, armor, weapons, etc. back to the camp. They rested in the camp for a day before going back to Beishan Fort to recuperate.

Of course, Tieniu, who was seriously ill, still needed special care. Wu Nian had some simple stretchers made to carry the wounded soldiers.

In the year of Wu, it was like returning home from a great victory.

On the other side, he looked like an ant on a hot pot.

In the middle of Jiang County.

In the main room of the Zhang family mansion, Zhang Youwei was sitting on the imperial chair, with two rows of stewards of the Zhang family standing below him. Zhang Youwei's face was ashen, and the stewards all lowered their heads, like ostriches.

According to the plan.

After Zhang Ningding takes Zhang Qiongshan back, he will send someone to report it quickly. But now a long, long time has passed, but there is still no news from the front.

Zhang Youwei had already sent people to investigate, but he already knew in his heart that the situation was probably more dire.

"My poor Qiongshan child." Zhang Youwei held the armrests of the Taishi's chair tightly with both hands, with veins popping out on the back of his hands, angry and sad.

"Da da da." At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. Zhang Youwei trembled, and then looked up.

The steward he sent out came in panting.

"How's it going?" Zhang Youwei suddenly stood up and asked. Then he gritted his teeth and said: "That guy Zhang Ningding didn't rescue my Qiongshan child. Did he run away out of fear of crime?"

Now Zhang Youwei is completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

He also thought that Zhang Ningding had not rescued Zhang Qiongshan, so he ran away, or he was too afraid to come back for the time being.

no way.

Although the men and horses sent out by the Zhang family this time were few, they were capable. Among them were five fully armed heavy armored cavalry, twenty infantry in light armor, and the rest of the soldiers were also capable.

not to mention.

Zhang Ningding is not really incompetent.

In Zhang Youwei's view, even if Zhang Ning could not save Zhang Qiongshan or even defeat Wu Nian, he would definitely be able to come back safely.

This steward with a round face was ashen-faced, sweating like rain, and his body was shaking like chaff.

"What's going on? Say something." Zhang Youwei was furious and reached out to grab the round-faced steward's collar. He flicked his right hand, leaving a red palm print on the round-faced steward's cheek.

The round-faced steward trembled, and then he woke up as if from a dream, and cried out: "Master, Zhang Ning is dead, the third young master is also dead, and all one hundred soldiers are dead."

"When we arrived, their bones were completely cold. Their armor, weapons, and silver were all gone. There was no sign of Wu Nian and others."

These are troubled times.

But Jiang County was also located at the back, and the round-faced housekeeper had never seen so many corpses at one time. Now that he thought of that scene, he was still trembling all over.

Zhang Youwei's eyes were wide open, and bloodshot eyes quickly filled the whites, turning his eyes into blood. The expression on his face was also extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"What did you say?!!!!" he said every word while glaring at the round-faced steward.

The round-faced steward lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

Zhang Youwei was furious, but the next moment he felt dizzy. He let go of his hands holding the collar of the round-faced steward, took three steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

"master."

Several stewards were horrified and quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Youwei sit on the imperial chair. They pinched him and stroked his back to calm him down.

"It's a waste, it's really a waste. With so many troops, it can't beat a small Beishan Fort flag. Zhang Ningding, Zhang Ningding, it's not a pity for you to die. It's a pity for me, Qiongshan boy, and me.

soldiers and silver."

Zhang Youwei made a fist with his right hand and beat his chest, feeling extremely painful.

He didn't expect at all, he didn't expect that Zhang Ningding would be completely wiped out.

"Master, what should we do now?" A steward stepped forward and asked cautiously.

Zhang Youwei opened his blood-red eyes and waited for the steward. The steward took a breath of air and took three steps back in fright.

These are a pair of eyes that never stop dying.

"Let's wait for the news from Beishan Fort. Their Xiaoqi killed my son, and also killed a hundred of my slaves, as well as Zhang Ningding. Their hundred households, the general banner, should be given an explanation, right?"

"If they don't give me an explanation, I will give them an explanation."

"In addition, spread out all our men and find Wu Nian. Then concentrate our forces and kill Wu Nian."

"My son Qiongshan is dead, and I no longer have any worries."

Zhang Youwei's whole body was trembling and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Yes." The steward nodded quickly, turned around and walked away quickly.

The other stewards looked at him with envy.

This room is like hell right now. They are really envious that this guy can leave.

Zhang Youwei stood up, looked around at everyone, and continued in a hoarse voice: "Go buy a good coffin and restrain the third young master. But there will be no funeral or burial."

At this point, Zhang Youwei gritted his teeth and said, "After I take Wu Nian's head, let my Qiongshan boy be buried to comfort his spirit in heaven."

"Yes." A steward responded quickly and quickly got out.

"Wu Nian. Wu Nian. I'm going to cut you into pieces to eliminate the hatred in my heart." Zhang Youwei gasped a few times, felt dizzy again, and sat back on the imperial chair.

Ban Bian Zhang is still full of confidence in his own strength.

Those one hundred soldiers were a strain on Ban Bian Zhang, but it was nothing.

Find Wu Nian and kill Wu Nian.

Before that, regarding this matter.

Zhang Youwei kept it secret. But now that Zhang Qiongshan is dead, the confidentiality can no longer be kept. As the news spread, the whole Jiang County was shaken.

Anyone with ears has heard of Beishanbao Xiaoqi Wu Nian.

This was the first time they heard about Wu Nian.

After all, the scope of Wu Nian's activities before was only in Beishan Fort. As for Wu Nian, who killed tigers, there were so many tigers in Liaodong. There were always a few tiger killers a year, so it was not a big deal.

But if you dare to knock on the mountain, it will shock the tiger.

Wu Nian was the only one who felt uncomfortable for Ban Zhang, who was not a tiger but was as powerful as a tiger. For many years, Wu Nian was the only one who felt uncomfortable.

The small flag of Beishan Fort.

Wu Nian.


Chapter completed!