Compared with the speed of the Sand Bandits, Uncle Qi and others were obviously unable to match it, but within a short time the Sand Bandits gradually caught up.
Seeing the sand thieves getting closer and closer, Uncle Qi's soul flew into the sky. He knew very well that once caught by these sand thieves, his skin would peel off even if he died. If he was unlucky, his ashes would be spread by them.
Tough luck!
Uncle Qi felt that he was so unlucky that he was about to go home when he met a sand bandit.
When Uncle Qi was galloping on horseback, the sand bandits behind him had already approached their team. They saw that these sand bandits were extremely agile and killed the men behind the caravan in two or three strokes. After those men fell off their horses, the wolves
Quickly pounce on it and bite it to death.
The screams made other guys' scalps numb, and many of them had begun to throw away their gold and silver treasures just to survive.
Wow!
Boxes after boxes of silver cakes were dumped on the sand, reflecting a dazzling white light under the dazzling sunlight.
"Kill first, then pick up after killing!" the leader yelled.
The sand bandits responded one after another and continued to chase Uncle Qi and others.
The sand and dust kicked up by the horses' hooves are gradually rising into dust and mist, and the situation has obviously reached the most dangerous moment.
"ah!"
Guo Xiaosi was stabbed in the back and penetrated through the neck, killing him on the spot.
Uncle Qi endured his fear and ran towards Biandukou.
"You can't escape!" The leader felt that he would behead Uncle Seventh himself, so he swung his scimitar and rushed towards him.
Gradually, he caught up with Uncle Qi.
"Go to hell!"
A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and the leader's scimitar was about to fall.
At this critical moment, a sharp arrow shot through the air and pierced the leader's arm.
"ah!"
The arm was penetrated, the leader let out a painful cry, and the scimitar also fell.
Seeing this, Uncle Qi quickly raised his head and looked ahead.
Not far away, the five knights gradually appeared in outline.
"That's... Tang Qi!"
Seeing the Tang flag fluttering in the wind and sand, Uncle Qi burst into tears.
He is saved!
Five Tang cavalrymen rode towards them and within a short time, they repelled the sand thieves.
When the sand bandits saw Tang Qi, they already wanted to retreat. In this area, they often fought with Tang Qi.
Facing the opponent, their chances of winning were very low, and they always lost more than they won, so they decisively escaped with the injured leader.
Tang Qi rescued Uncle Qi.
"Are you from Tang Dynasty?" the leader Tang Qi asked.
"Yes." Uncle Qi said, "I am the attendant of King Chen!"
Tang Qi raised his eyebrows, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, please follow me to Biandukou first."
"good."
Uncle Qi was rescued by Tang Qi and escaped. He rested in Biandukou for two days and quickly returned to Chang'an with the remaining troops to tell King Chen the news.
Prince Chen's Mansion.
"Have you been robbed again?" Li Shuliang asked, "How many times has this happened?"
Uncle Qi felt ashamed and said: "The villain is incompetent."
"Alas!" Li Shuliang sighed heavily, stood up and walked back and forth.
What troubled him was not the gold and silver cargo, but not knowing how to explain it to the emperor. When traveling to the Western Regions, the emperor also had a share, and he had to pay a certain amount of "protection money" on time. He was robbed several times in a row.
This made Li Shuliang very angry.
"It's definitely not some sand bandit, it must be those damn bastards from Tuyuhun." Li Shuliang cursed.
"Then what should we do?" Uncle Qi asked with a grimace, "Are we still going to do business?"
Li Shuliang thought for a moment and said, "Just wait a few days. I will go to see His Majesty first. By the way, you should prepare yourself and bring those boxes with you."
"yes."
Liangyi Hall.
Snap.
Li Zhiyun closed the box and looked at Li Shuliang with a smile.
"Uncle Huang is truly trustworthy."
Making money requires gloves, and Li Zhiyun's gloves are not limited to Li Shuliang's. No one would object to having a lot of money, especially when the internal funds are drained for disaster relief.
In this way, the money and food sent by Li Shuliang became even more precious.
Li Shuliang said humbly: "I'm just doing my best for Your Majesty, which is insignificant."
Without the emperor's permission, no one can get out of the customs smoothly. He is just one of the legs used by the emperor to make money.
"Uncle Huang is too humble."
"No, no." Li Shuliang sighed: "Your Majesty, the sand thieves have become more and more rampant recently. Ninety percent of the money obtained this time was stolen by the sand thieves."
Um?
Li Zhiyun's smile froze.
"It's the Sand Bandit again?"
"Yes." Li Shuliang sighed.
Li Zhiyun's face didn't look good. What a bullshit sand bandit. He was probably a Tyuhun man.
"What are Li Youliang and Li Daliang doing in Liangzhou? It's useless!" Li Zhiyun snorted coldly and said, "Send an order to them to eliminate the sand bandits in the territory."
"As ordered." Li Shuliang smiled bitterly.
I didn't expect that my brother would be affected this time.
In fact, Li Zhiyun really wants to send troops to kill Tuyuhun, but he can't do it now, he really can't, he can only endure it.
If it hadn't been for the disasters of the past few years, this year would have been the time for the Tang Dynasty's troops to attack the Western Regions.
It's a pity that God wants him to wait a few years.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiyun couldn't help but start planning for the grassland. If Xue Yantuo and the Uighurs could be killed early, it would be much better to kill Tuyuhun next, and maybe the time could be advanced a lot.
Thinking of this, he returned to Ganlu Hall and started writing a plan.
In general, this year's Datang is obviously different from the previous three years. There are no disasters everywhere. People everywhere are finally relieved and feel that they can farm normally.
This is a great thing, a great thing in every sense of the word.
Chang'an Middle School.
Qin Huaiyu yawned and looked at the teacher on the podium with saliva flying around, feeling a little absent-minded.
boring.
He doesn't like studying. He prefers fighting to studying. His father is a famous general of the Tang Dynasty, so he naturally follows his father's example.
It's a pity that his old father wants him to study honestly, but he is really not interested in this aspect.
"Huaiyu, I heard that Uncle Qin is going to the Governor's Mansion in Huyan?" Cheng Chumo, who was at the same table, asked in a low voice.
"That seems to be the case." Qin Huaiyu nodded.
"I also really want to go play in the grassland." Cheng Chumo said yearningly.
Qin Huaiyu was slightly silent. He actually wanted to go, he really wanted to go. But thinking about what his old father wanted him to study, he had a headache.
Impossible, the old father would not allow him to go with him.
Besides, school isn't on holiday.
"It's better to study hard. Have you learned the chapter on equations?"
"No." Cheng Chumo said confidently: "What's the use of learning that thing? Finding this value, finding that value has nothing to do with fighting. It would be great if Duke Wei could come to the school to give lectures from time to time."
Wei Gong Li Jing was a guest lecturer at the middle school. He came once a month to teach them basic war thinking.
"I heard that if you go to college, you can listen to Duke Wei's teachings." Yuchi Baolin on the other side interrupted.
"Can you pass the exam?" Cheng Chumo sneered, "Last time in the final exam, you were second to last."
"You guy." Yuchi Baolin blushed angrily, "Aren't you also the last one? How dare you criticize me!"
"Hey, are you looking for a beating?"
"I'll hit you, I'm afraid of you!"
The two of them looked cross-eyed and started to quarrel.
"Shut up!" Lu Deming was angry, "Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baolin, you three, get out and stand!"
"Hahaha." The students burst into laughter.
Cheng Chumo didn't look for anyone, only Chai Zhewei.
"Chai Zhewei, you are so ridiculous, you coward!"
"Cheng Chumo, what the hell did you say!" Chai Zhewei stood up.
"I said you're a coward!" Cheng Chu cursed silently, feeling refreshed, holding his head high and following Qin Huaiyu and others as they walked out and stood.
Lu Deming blew his beard angrily and stared.
This group of second-generation ancestors quarrels like this every day, it's so annoying!