Yang Xuan led his men and charged in, then turned around and found Hong Chun who was taking command with his face covered in blood. He said angrily: "Boss Hong, there are good people inside!"
Hongchun glanced at him, "Incompetent!"
From the first time Yang Xuan called him Boss Hong, the postures of both parties have been changing. Hong Chun has become more and more superior, and Yang Xuan has become more humble, just like the boss and the little leader of a gang.
Unknowingly, Hongchun had already regarded the Du brothers in front of him as a group of people.
Yang Xuan lost no time in scolding: "You bitch slave, I was almost slapped to death by him. That's all, this world is not for thirty of us. Boss Hong, please accept your little brother. From now on, I will go through fire and water for my brother.
Without hesitation."
Hongchun looked at him with squinted eyes, his eyes dark.
Yang Xuan cupped his hands and bowed his head, "I've met my brother!"
The old thief held his hands solemnly, "I've met my brother!"
Wang Laoer lowered his head and remained silent, remembering what the old thief said: If you are stupid, just lower your head and pretend to be honest.
The moment the old thief lowered his head, his eyes turned red, like a bullied wanderer seeing his strong older brother.
Hongchun nodded slowly, "From now on, my brothers will do well."
"Take your orders." Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Please give me your instructions, brother."
Hong Chun glanced at him and said calmly: "Watch how I kill the enemy!"
Then Hongchun rushed in alone.
At this moment, the fire shot up into the sky, illuminating his figure in a particularly free and easy manner.
Someone from the small tribe jumped into the air and shouted: "Dog thief!"
There were also people here rising into the air and flying away.
Seeing the long hair floating in the night sky, the horse thieves couldn't help cheering.
"Hongchun?"
The opponent's master exclaimed, "You actually..."
Hongchun slapped it away with one palm.
Boom!
The opponent's master fell towards Yang Xuan.
"Hongchun, you...you..."
The master fell to the ground and just as he was about to get up, a knife from behind cut off his head.
Yang Xuan held the head and said, "Brother is mighty!"
Those horse thieves shouted, "Brother is mighty!"
Amid cheers, Hongchun landed and stood proudly.
Yang Xuan gave the old thief a look, "Let brothers be alert."
The old thief's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mr. Lang, we have some good stuff!"
"What good stuff?" Yang Xuan looked at his hand and saw a woman screaming and rushing out of the tent, and then being hacked to death with a knife.
A few horse thieves were fighting among themselves, shouting that they should be killed for whatever reason, and that fertile soil does not fertilize people.
"That woman is quite pretty. She is probably Wynn's lover. Sir, please wait a moment."
The old thief quietly touched it.
At this moment, Yang Xuan's thirty riders were shouting around, occasionally killing a few people, but they looked decent.
Yang Xuan was ready to run away and was thinking of an excuse.
The old thief reached back again and stretched out a finger.
"What?"
"Gold! A box of gold!"
Yang Xuan's heart trembled.
grass!
Taiping's finances were in some straits, so much so that everyone joked about asking the lord to sell himself for minerals.
A box of gold was given!
Yang Xuan said calmly: "Half of the brothers are coming with me."
"Kill!"
Yang Xuan galloped towards the tent where the woman came out.
Hong Chun, who was taking command, saw this scene and nodded slightly.
The confidant whispered: "Brother, we found a lot of food. Twenty-eight cents... They just shouted a few times, we lost money!"
As for this small tribe, it was discovered by the Du brothers and was wiped out by Hongchun and his henchmen.
Hongchun said calmly: "But they are very respectful."
Money attracts people's hearts, but Hongchun is a little proud of himself and needs an excuse.
The confidant said: "You know what people know about their faces but not their hearts! If they sincerely surrendered to them, I think they shouldn't take any twenty-eight points and give them all to the elder brother."
These words just hit Hong Chun's point. He took a look and saw that Yang Xuan had just dismounted and rushed into the tent with his men. In the light of the fire, he could see the shadow of his slashing sword reflected on the tent.
"Ask later."
Yang Xuan's men followed him in and killed him, but came out panting later. The old thief was at the end and accidentally set the tent on fire.
In the blazing fire, Yang Xuan was aroused by the flames, kicked the old thief, and then put his arms around his shoulders to comfort him.
Hong Chun saw all this and said calmly: "This person has some ambitions."
Upon hearing this, his confidants praised him: "Brother, his eyes are as bright as lightning. This person is indeed ambitious. If we recruit him, he will cause trouble in the future."
Hongchun snorted coldly, "Tell him later and share it with the brothers."
The confidant said worriedly: "I'm afraid they will fall out."
"Then kill him!" Hong Chun waved, and Yang Xuan first pointed at himself. After Hong Chun nodded, he came over with a smile.
Yang Xuan stepped forward and said, "Brother, just give me orders."
This person is so proactive and enthusiastic, he is probably trying to please me, and with more than thirty brothers, he is stirring up trouble within the horse thieves.
Stay or not?
"A lot of food!" The horse thieves cheered over there.
Wynn is very considerate to his lover, and the food is enough for this small tribe to live for more than a year.
With this food, Hongchun believes that he can spend this year calmly.
Horse thief!
There is no tomorrow without today!
It seems that Brother Du needs to be vigilant!
Hong Chun looked at Yang Xuan and said calmly: "Since we are brothers, we don't have to split it 28/20, how about one body?"
Yang Xuanqiang smiled, "Brother, what do you mean by one body?"
The confidants around Hongchun sneered: "All these grains belong to the public, and everyone eats the same every day. Of course, my brother is different."
The old thief said sadly and angrily: "We are targeting him."
A confidant said sarcastically: "Can thirty horsemen defeat this tribe? Let's decide in one word, agree to stay, or disagree..." He looked at the horse thieves who were gradually gathering, smiled and said: "Either be wiped out, or... get out.
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"Let's go!"
Yang Xuan got on his horse and after turning around, he did not forget to look back and say harsh words: "The mountains are high and the rivers are far, see you in the world!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The horse thieves burst out laughing.
The confidant smiled and said: "More than thirty riders dare to say such things. If you didn't worry about hurting your brothers, no one would be able to leave today!"
Yang Xuan and his thirty cavalry looked very tough. If they wanted to surround and kill them, the horse thieves would also pay a heavy price.
Yang Xuan and others left. When Hongchun turned around, his men all cheered.
"Brother! Brother! Brother!"
Confidants praised sincerely: "We have obtained so much food this time, and we will have good days this year and next."
"What a good day!" Hongchun looked at the brothers taking out the food with great satisfaction, "How many people were arrested?"
The confidant said: "More than thirty people."
Hongchun said calmly: "Old rules!"
The confidant nodded and shouted: "Kill all the captured people."
The prisoners kneeling on the ground began to cry.
"Spare your life!"
Hongchun was indifferent.
His father was an official in the Northern Liao Dynasty, and his home was confiscated because of corruption. His father asked him to escape through a dog hole, and he was tortured and killed without telling him where his son was.
From then on, revenge became Hongchun's driving force in life.
Hong Chun can be regarded as a genius in cultivation. He has relied on mediocre cultivation techniques to reach where he is today. It is not an exaggeration to call him a master.
But he soon discovered that he could not avenge himself alone, and could not even get close to the Dog Emperor, so he raised a group of horse thieves and relied on plunder to support them and sharpen their swords and guns.
His first attempt failed, and he was chased away by the Northern Liao army like a lost dog. This made him realize that having more people is useless, and no matter how many people there are, they are not as good as the elite.
So he reduced the number of horse thieves under his command to only three hundred, who were able to ride freely for a while.
As Beiliao continued to recover, Hongchun found that the possibility of revenge was getting lower and lower.
He was a little confused, feeling that he was a lonely ghost. The only thing that could prove his nobility was his long hair.
He has been having a hard time recently. After Liang Chao was wiped out in Chenzhou, the Tang army in Xuanzhou was also eyeing them and had the intention of dispatching to destroy them.
With this food, he would go to the grassland to find a place and stay there for half a year. Then he would be calm and calm.
The prisoners were being chopped to death, and the screams were quite ear-piercing.
"Hong Chun, you don't have to die!" A prisoner was stabbed but not dead. He lay on the ground and screamed miserably, "Wynn Khan will kill you all!"
Um?
Hongchun frowned, "This is close to the border of the Tang Dynasty, not a place belonging to the Jibo tribe."
The man gasped and said with a ferocious smile: "There are women in our tribe who are from Huai'en, otherwise how do you think there will be so much food? Damn you... just wait to die, hahahaha... Hier!"
The man glared and settled the matter.
Hong Chun felt chills all over his body. He turned his eyes and said, "Ask a question."
The two prisoners who survived were tortured, but not even a hair was extracted from them.
But one of them said something very interesting.
"The Tang Dynasty scouts didn't care about us even when they came."
this!
"Brother, the scouts of the Tang Dynasty were not merciless in plundering the grassland tribes. They didn't eat these fat sheep. Why?"
The confidant trembled: "I'm afraid it really has something to do with Wynn."
To the horse thieves, the Kipo Department is a behemoth and cannot be resisted.
"Hua En is henpecked, his lover... No wonder those Tang army scouts ignored him and turned against the Kibo tribe for the sake of a small tribe."
The confidant suddenly slapped his forehead, "When did you move here?"
The prisoner said: "It's only a few days."
Hongchun's eyelids were twitching wildly.
"Then Du Hui said that he came from Chenzhou. He learned that this small tribe was rich in Chenzhou. Damn it! This liar, brother!" His confidants stamped their feet and cursed: "We have been fooled!"
In order to survive, a prisoner said: "I know where the money is. It's in that tent. Mistress Wynn lives in it. There is a box that no one is allowed to touch."
The confidant followed his hand and looked over, "Isn't that the tent that Du Hui entered earlier?"
The tent had been burned down, and several horse thieves went over to rummage through the ruins, shouting: "There is a box, only half of it is left."
"That's the box!"
The box is empty at the moment.
Hong Chun thought of Yang Xuan's men who were killing and killing people in the tent earlier. Now he thought, those people must be getting gold and silver inside.
Gold and silver are small and easy to carry. Naturally, the women of Wynn cannot move with a lot of copper coins, which will be too conspicuous.
But now that the woman is dead and the tribe has been wiped out, the tribesmen who are lucky enough to escape will spread the news to Wynn's ears.
"Du Hui!"
Hongchun's eyes turned red.
"Leave some brothers to transport food, and the rest, follow me!"
…
"Run!"
Yang Xuan ran away with his men and headed south.
"It's so exciting to grab a handful and run away." The green light flashed excitedly.
The old thief touched the gold ingot in his arms. Wang Laoer took it out and took a bite without saying anything.
"Dirty!" The old thief slapped Wang Laoer in the face.
They fled until dawn, and the horse thief finally saw them.
"Chase!"
The horse thieves were ecstatic.
But a city appeared in front of it. On the top of the city, horns blared, the city gate opened, and a group of cavalry rushed out.
"withdraw!"
Hongchun gritted his teeth and led his people to retreat, and then sent someone to inquire about the news.
"Du Hui is the magistrate of Zhangyu County."
"No wonder he was so happy when he saw the officers and soldiers laughing. They sent people to Zhangyu County to find an opportunity to kill him!"
People who like to show off are also shameless. Once they are embarrassed, they will remember it for a lifetime.
When Qibo Khan Huaien learned that his lover had been killed by Hongchun, he immediately became furious and ordered his troops to attack Hongchun. However, he himself needed to think about how to calm down his wife who was even more angry than him.
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…
Wang's iron ore mine is located in a hilly area, and some areas are open-pit mining, which is extremely rare.
The manager of the mine is called Ding Xi, who looks like a rich man, with an ambiguous smile on his fat face.
After the two introduced themselves, Ding Xiu smiled more and more ambiguously.
"It turned out to be Yang Langjun in person."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Do you recognize me?"
Ding Xi cupped his hands and said, "Although we haven't met each other yet, we have known each other for a long time!"
Divine friendship?
Yang Xuan looked at the iron ore, as if he saw a Mo Dao, a horizontal knife, and countless spears.
"Where is all this ore shipped?"
"Chang'an." Ding thought, pointing to the mine, "The ore here is good, with less impurities, and the iron produced is of better quality. The Chunyu family likes the ore produced here the most."
"I want to buy some."
Ding thought with a smile and said: "There are few guests in such a deserted place. Naturally, Yang Langjun came here not to see me, but for the ore. But what does Yang Langjun want the ore for?"
This is an old ghost. Yang Xuan said frankly: "Taiping is short of weapons. There are none in the state. A living person can't be suffocated to death. If not, I will come to Wang's to look for them."
Ding was startled. He probably didn't expect it to be for this, "Yang Langjun, this is..."
"In front of Taiping are the three major ministries, which have been captured many times. If you don't want to die, you have to mobilize all the people." Yang Xuanyan briefly and comprehensively explained the situation.
"Is it so difficult?" Ding sighed with sympathy, "But the sale of iron ore requires the consent of the family."
When he saw Yang Xuan narrowing his eyes slightly, he was a little cold. He thought of the second son-in-law of the family who thought highly of the young magistrate, and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't want to be accommodating. This is the rule of the Wang family. Unless it is an urgent matter, otherwise
I dare not break the rules."
"It's extremely urgent right now!" Yang Xuan was no longer polite.
"What do you mean?" Ding Xiu could manage such an important mine, his status in the Wang family was not low, and he knew many internal things. At this moment, Wei Wei's face turned cold, and the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.
The old thief whispered: "I'm afraid there will be a stalemate. Besides, gold is valuable, but there is a bottomless pit over there in Taiping. If you really want to build weapons, it will cost countless money!"
Yang Xuan took out a thick letter and said, "Hurry and send it to the Wang family in Chang'an and mention that if the Wang family is satisfied, I will supply Taiping's ore at half price from now on and send it all the way."
"Half price includes shipping!" Zhuque praised: "Xiao Xuanzi, you are so cunning."
Ding Xiu took it and said, "Maybe?"
"Just watch." Yang Xuan smiled.
Ding Xiu opened the envelope and said with a smile: "I'm afraid Yang Langjun doesn't know the value of iron ore. What can be worth trading for ore? But I don't know..."
A thick pile of letter paper.
Ding Xiu looked at the first picture and looked up in surprise.
"The art of smelting?"
Yang Xuan said: "The Wang family and the Chunyu family have already fallen out, but they have no smelting skills, so they can only sell ore to the Chunyu family. Otherwise, once the Tang Dynasty is short of iron tools, the Wang family will be the target of public criticism. But if the Wang family is
Can you smelt it yourself?"
Ding Xiu's cheeks trembled, "Chun Yu will go crazy. But you... It's not that Wang has never done smelting, he has been doing it. I have presided over this matter, but the iron smelted is not as good as Chunyu's, so I can only
Subject to others.”
He turned to the second page.
A stove is clearly drawn.
The third page and the following ten pages are exploded diagrams, along with explanations of production methods and material ratios.
As a person who has been playing with iron tools for half his life, Ding Cuo just had to look at it and found several things that he had not understood in the past, but the drawings gave extremely ingenious solutions.
He turned it over again.
It's all text introduction.
He read it hastily, raised his head, and sighed: "There is one thing I want to tell the Chang'an Wang family most at the moment."
Everyone looked at him.
Ding Xi said seriously: "Let Yang Langjun become a guest of the Wang family!"