Yan Zhuo waved his hand and generously stuffed a large piece of tripe into his mouth. The juice slightly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, filling his mouth with aroma.
Seeing Yan Zhuo's boldness, the captain said bluntly: "General, have you provoked anyone in the court?"
Yan Zhuo's teeth stiffened, and he looked at the captain with doubts on his face and said, "How do you say this?"
The captain swallowed the sesame sesame cake in his mouth, took another sip of beef offal soup, took a deep breath, and said: "General, you are General Pinghai from the second rank. You are from the second rank. This is Beifu."
You are considered a high-ranking official in the army, and there are only seven or eight people with a higher rank than you. But for such a high-ranking official to ask you to lead 300 people to quell the Japanese, doesn't it mean that someone doesn't like you?"
Yan Zhuo nodded and said indifferently: "Maybe, then I am going to die, so isn't it the same for you?"
The captain was chewing hot beef offal in his mouth. He raised his neck until it was so hot that he raised his neck and said vaguely: "We are just small soldiers. We have to go wherever the general orders. We are all farmers in our family, and we don't have much."
Money, even if you die in battle, you will get a pension. Look, if I, a school captain, died in battle, my family would receive a pension of three hundred taels. My wife is probably not expecting me..."
When the captain said this, the beef offal in his mouth actually tasted bitter.
Yan Zhuo looked at the captain and knew in his heart that what the captain said was a husband who had been away from home for many years and a woman who stayed alone in an empty house.
——What can happen?
--what happens?
Yan Zhuo patted his shoulder and said, "Believe me, I won't let you die. I will do my best to let you go back alive!"
The lieutenant dipped the sesame cakes into the red beef offal soup, sucked up the soup, and stuffed it into his mouth. The sauce overflowing from his mouth trembled as he chewed, as if one piece after another was about to be eaten.
A small sun-dried mud puddle: "This man will die eventually. Becoming a Jingkou guard can be regarded as a glorious ancestor. It's just that he is used as cannon fodder. I feel useless."
"Do you think you will die if you follow me?" Yan Zhuo looked at the captain and asked.
The captain snorted and said: "We are just a little guy, but we don't understand the thoughts of the people above us, but a general from the second rank with three hundred people to pacify the Japanese, euphemistically called a vanguard, is not a person from above."
I don’t like you and want to get rid of you.”
Yan Zhuo smiled and said, "Then do you think they can get rid of me?"
The captain glanced at Yan Zhuo, tilted his face to one side, and said, "I don't know."
"Don't worry, I already have countermeasures against Japan. It's not that simple for the people above to make me look embarrassed. I have many friends in Jiangzuo!" Yan Zhuo smiled and looked at the captain and said, "Hurry up and eat.
Come on, we’re still two days away from Zhenhai, let’s hurry up and get there.”
The captain nodded, lowered his head, and swept away all the offal and sesame cakes. He even picked up all the sesame seeds in the bowl and swallowed them.
On the side, two dirty children, a boy and a girl, watched the school captain eat all the offal and sesame cakes on the table. Their two pairs of dark little eyes were full of disappointment. The boy held the girl's hand.
He raised his hand and walked towards another stall, looking at the guests at another table.
The two children had just turned around when a seven or eight-year-old boy passed by on the other side of the road. The boy had two buns on his head, a goose-yellow satin robe that just reached his feet, and two black cloth and white-soled boots.
It was clear in black and white, with a plum blossom cake in one hand and fresh milk in the other, and seven or eight servants guarding him behind him.
Yan Zhuo looked at the three children, took out three or four taels of broken silver from his arms, and called to the boss: "I'll give you these few taels of silver. You can make two bowls of beef offal and a dozen sesame cakes to give to the two children."
go."
The boss was stunned, took the money, looked at Yan Zhuo and then at the two children, with a smile on his face and said: "Master Jun, you are so kind, I will arrange it for you, little one!"
Seeing Yan Zhuo like this, the school captain looked at the pair of children and said: "When I was a child, I also took my brother and sister like this when I watched people drinking and eating meat on the street, but there was never such a good person as the general.
He gave us brothers a few taels of silver and a few sesame cakes. Later, three of the six brothers and sisters in our family died, leaving only three men, my brother and me."
As he said this, he looked at the dishes and chopsticks that he had licked clean, and said: "There are many such children in Jiangsu and Jiuzhou. General, you can't save them, and you can't save them in time."
Yan Zhuo was startled when he heard what the captain said, and said: "If I want to save them, I want to feed these hungry children so that the people of Jiuzhou can live and work in peace and contentment.
The mountains and rivers are clear and clear.”
The captain raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Zhuo, and said: "Now I know, General, why you, a high-ranking official of the second rank, can only lead three hundred people to quell the Japanese."
Listening to the captain's words, Yan Zhuo was even more shocked. He thought that the captain, who had similar experiences to the pair of children, would be more sympathetic to his ideas, but he didn't expect what he said to be so cold. However,
, later Yan Zhuo also gradually figured it out.
What he was thinking about was ideals, poetry, and the dreams that the great Confucians in the classics and histories had talked about for hundreds of years.
What the lieutenant was talking about was the officialdom, the human world, and the human nature formed by thousands of years of fighting and fighting.
"Let's go."
Yan Zhuo stood up and watched the boss hand the biscuits and beef offal to the pair of children. The smile on his face was a little stiff. He felt vaguely strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
The captain then stood up, hung the steel knife on his waist, and touched his oily lips with the palm of his hand.
The pair of children took the sesame cakes and beef offal from the shopkeeper, with a smile on their gray faces for a moment. The elder brother took the younger sister's hand and ran to Yan Zhuo and the captain with brisk steps.
Zuo Yi said: "Thank you two benefactors. My sister and I will starve to death if we don't eat. Please accept our respects."
As he said that, the pair of children knelt down.
But at the moment when the child leaned down, the captain had already drawn his sword, and Yan Zhuo followed suit and stabbed the pair of children with his sword.
When the boss saw Yan Zhuo and the captain suddenly draw their swords, he was shocked and screamed. He didn't understand why the general who looked like a good man just now suddenly drew his sword and killed two children. Could this be
What about the general’s strange habits?
Of course Yan Zhuo did not have such a strange habit. He drew his sword just because he found a problem with these two children.
——Fatal problem.
Just when Yan Zhuo and the captain were drawing their swords, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the boy's face, and a mass of black energy was forced out of their hands. There was a "wave" sound,
The black energy exploded instantly and rushed towards the faces of Yan Zhuo and the captain.
Yan Zhuo swung his long sword, gathered his inner strength, and drank fiercely. His true energy overflowed, forcing the black smoke towards the pair of children.
I saw that as soon as the black smoke dispersed onto the faces of the two children, the child fell to the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was ashen. After a while, the skin and flesh on the child's face were ulcerated, and it could be seen
The bones look very frightening.
Upon seeing this, the lieutenant's face tightened and his eyes were filled with fear. The boss on the other side was even more frightened and fell to the ground, with urine and feces all over his pants.
Yan Zhuo looked at the captain and said, "Your eyes are very poisonous. You noticed it earlier than I did."
The captain said calmly: "What's the use of discovering it early? If the general hadn't taken action, I would be like these two children, with only a pool of bones left."
"How did you find out?" Yan Zhuo asked again.
"First of all, these two children walk briskly, and they don't look like children who have been hungry for several days. Secondly, these two children are so polite. Children like these who live outside and earn a living by scavenging must eat first when they see something to eat.
Even if you take a couple of big bites, even if it's polite, they won't look at the food right and they're not hungry at all."
The captain said this with a nonchalant look on his face, as if what he said was not worth mentioning at all.
Yan Zhuo nodded and said, "You are really undermining your talents by only being a captain."
As the two of them said this, the town's policemen also rushed over. Seeing that the two were Beifu soldiers, they asked a few questions and then sent someone to collect the bones of the two children, cupped their hands, and left with a smile.
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Yan Zhuo looked at the child's body and frowned, wondering in his heart who wanted to kill him.
The captain on the side looked at Yan Zhuo's frown and said, "It seems that some people don't even want you to be cannon fodder. They just want to get rid of you on the road. The person you provoked seems to have a good background."
Is it a big deal?
The more Yan Zhuochuo thought about it, the more strange he felt. He had just arrived in Jiangzuo, and the name Zhao Gongdao had only been used for a few days. Who on earth wanted to kill this "Zhao Gongdao"?
Is it Zhao Hanguo? Is it the internal guard? Is it the other ministers in the DPRK?
——Is it Yan Xuanji?
Yan Zhuo's heart suddenly tightened. He thought of the look on Yan Xuanji's face and that cold smile when he said he wanted to lead troops to defeat the Japanese. Could it be that he suspected that he was going to fall to Zhao Hanguo and wanted to strike first?
Get rid of yourself? But does a puppet emperor really have such great power?
Just as Yan Zhuo was thinking about it, a shrill voice suddenly came, shocking Yan Zhuo and the captain's hearts.
Mr. Zhao, if you offend our Yama Palace, you will die without a burial place!
Listening to this voice, Yan Zhuo made up his mind to find a way to find out what kind of organization this Yama Luodian was.
"General, have you provoked anyone from the Yama Palace?" the captain asked.
Yan Zhuo shook his head and said: "No, I don't even know who they are. Forget it, it's okay. Their three-legged cat skills can't hurt me. Let's go. It's time to gather at the city gate.
.”
The captain nodded and followed Yan Zhuo to the city gate without saying a word.
city gate.
Three hundred Jingkou guards were already waiting for Yan Zhuo at the city gate. Twenty of them were arranged in a row, with long knives hanging on their waists and backpacks behind them. The backpacks were stuffed with bulging bags, and they were obviously all purchased.
A lot of dry food.
Yan Zhuo looked at them and smiled, and all the soldiers also smiled.
"Get on the horse!" Yan Zhuo said.
"Yes, General."
When the soldiers heard the order, they moved, stepped on their feet, and were already astride their horses, ready to go.
Yan Zhuo nodded to the captain beside him. The captain pulled the horse's bridle with his right hand and followed Yan Zhuo out of the city.
"There are still two days' journey to Zhenhai. Brothers, let's hurry up. We won't fight until Zhenhai without us!"
The captain shouted to the soldiers, and the soldiers laughed when they heard it. They all raised their whips, cracking them twice, and the horses' hooves galloped, raising waves of yellow sand.
Yan Zhuo looked at the soldiers behind him, thinking that if he rushed to Zhenhai in two days and led them to kill everyone, he would become famous in the sea and become as powerful as his father in Jiangzuo. But then he thought again,
My father was so powerful back then, but it had only been more than ten years since his death, and no one in Jiangzuo's army mentioned his name anymore. What's the use of such a false name in the world, as long as he has a clear conscience.
As the horse's hooves galloped, another person stopped in the middle of the road. He held a broad-edged giant sword on his shoulder and shouted at Yan Zhuo: "This person is Zhao Gongdao."
Yanzhuo reined up his horse, raised his right hand, held the long sword in his hand, and asked: "Are you from the Yama Hall?"
The big man nodded and said, "Exactly!"
The school captain heard that it was someone from Yama Luodian again and shouted: "Jingkou Guards, enter!"
When the big man heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "What are you going to do? First look at your faces."
When the captain heard this, he looked at the faces of the soldiers behind him, and all of them were filled with deathly gray expressions. Without exception, he said, "General, look!"
Yan Zhuo was also shocked when he saw this. It had been less than an hour since he left the town. Why were all these three hundred people looking ashen?
"Mr. Zhao, if you are wise enough to dismount and capture them, I can give you the antidote and spare the lives of these people." The big man smashed his giant sword to the ground and said in an arrogant tone.
Yan Zhuo said: "Do you have the antidote?"
The big man said: "Yes."
Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up and he said again: "Take it out and let me take a look."
The big man said: "How about I take it out?"
Yanzhuo replied: "Take it out and I will dismount and capture you."
The big man said: "Is this true?"
Yan Zhuo said: "A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with."
The big man listened to what Yan Zhuo said and smiled. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and shook it towards Yan Zhuo: "The antidote is here. Just put this medicine under their noses and their poison will be gone."
Got it."
"Thank you." Yan Zhuo said with a smile on his face.
The big man looked at Yan Zhuo's smile and asked doubtfully: "Why do you want to thank me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of armor light, and Yan Zhuo tore off another piece of armor, raised his wrist, and the armor piece shot out, straight through the big man's throat, and blood was like a column, and a bloody rainbow was splashed out in an instant.
The big man stood there blankly, staring at Yan Zhuo with his eyes full of disbelief and horror. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something else.
"Captain, go get the antidote and apply it to the brothers."
Yan Zhuo pulled the horse's bridle with his right hand, turned his body and looked at the soldiers.
"Don't panic, everyone. Apply the antidote one by one. Everyone has it."
The Jingkou guards watched Yan Zhuo kill the big man blocking the road with one blow. They were all convinced by him and shouted in unison: "Yes, General!"
Yan Zhuo smiled on his face, turned to look at the dead man, and murmured in his heart: What kind of organization is this Yama Palace, and when did they inject the poison? How could these three hundred people be poisoned at the same time?
