Taking advantage of the wind and snow, without further delay, the group hurriedly entered Changyang and left Changyang in a hurry.
"Brother Mu, are you going back to the village now? Lao Zhou hasn't eaten mutton soup for a long time."
"Let's go someday."
Xu Mu frowned. As he had thought at the beginning, the more his strength was revealed, the more problems would follow.
This time, he promised Yuan Tao to go to the counties where the defeated army was entrenched to rescue people. Of course, Xu Mu knew that the reward promised by Yuan Tao would be exactly what he needed without having to guess.
For example, weapons, robes and armor, or another private soldier's notarization... In short, this kind of thing is worth thinking about.
"Brothers, hurry up!" Xu Mu shouted. In the county where 7,000 people are entrenched, a large army has been mobilized in the court, and they will besiege the city in a short time.
Xu Mu did not expect that something would happen to the envoy from Liangzhou before he could be rescued. It is strange to say that an envoy did not go to the imperial court to see the emperor, but instead communicated with Yuan Taoxian.
"Urge the horse——"
There was no rest along the way, and it was almost day and night. The wind and snow were heavy at night, and occasionally a small group of defeated troops tried to cut the road, but Si Hu and his men beat them to death and fled.
More than a dozen Qinglong campers who were patrolling the roadside saw Xu Mu rushing back, hurriedly circled their horses behind, and ran after him.
"Master, we have arrived at Zhuangzi."
"Si Hu, call Wei Feng and Mr. Chen. In addition, Mr. Wen Long and Brother Sheng also called."
Heaving a sigh of relief, Xu Mu got off his horse and walked straight forward.
Not long after, as a few figures walked away in fright, the huge room immediately became crowded with people under the flickering of oil lamps.
"What do you say, boss? Go to the defeated army to rescue people?"
Not only Wei Feng, but also Chen Jiaqiao, Jia Zhou, and Chen Sheng beside him all had stunned expressions.
"It was entrusted by the young Marquis." Xu Mu gasped and said in a condensed voice.
Jia Zhou narrowed his eyes and said, "My Lord, I wonder what the Marquis promised."
"I didn't say it out loud. I just asked me to save people and give me something."
"Go ahead." Jia Zhou propped himself up and sat down slowly, "With the young marquis' ability, he is determined not to treat the lord badly."
"Military advisor, if you give me three melons and two dates, it won't be enough to get you back your money." Chen Sheng said worriedly, and before he knew it, he actually called Jia Zhou "strategist".
Wanruo, they are already a strong army, and Jia Zhou and Jia Wenlong are their chief staff.
This is a kind of affirmation and a friendship of mutual support.
Listening, Jia Zhou's eyes were a little moved, "Don't worry, the young marquis will still use my lord in a important way in the future, and he won't be stingy."
Jia Zhou's words made Xu Mu feel the same.
"Could it be that the young Marquis allowed his employer to pursue an official career?" Chen Jiaqiao was standing by, his brows slightly wrinkled. He was born to be a chivalrous man, and he saved the people of the world, not the rotten dynasty.
"I don't know either." Jia Zhou hesitated for a while and had no intention of taking up the topic.
"Wei Feng, what do you say?"
"My boss, I'm waiting for you... I'm a soldier. No matter what my boss does, I will listen to my boss."
Xu Mu rubbed his forehead.
At the moment, there are only a few leaders in his camp. Needless to say, Chen Sheng has the same temperament as him and puts Zhuangzi's interests first.
Chen Jiaqiao, on the other hand, hated the dynasty deeply and certainly did not want him to pursue an official career.
As for Wei Feng, he is a reckless general and there will probably be no disagreements.
The last one, Jia Wenlong, is much more complicated. He has great intelligence and talent. With his ability to light fire, he will definitely be able to become a little poisonous person.
Of course, the suggestions put forward are often to the point.
The wind and snow were howling outside, and the people in the room, illuminated by oil lamps, all turned their heads to look at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu took a deep breath.
"Let's rest tonight. Early tomorrow morning, Wei Feng, pick fifty riders to follow me out of the inner city. Mr. Wenlong..."
"My lord, let's go together." Jia Zhou replied calmly, "I have served my lord for many days, and it's time for me to make a move."
Xu Mu nodded hesitantly and turned to Chen Sheng.
"Chen Sheng, you are keeping an eye on Zhuangzi's affairs. If something goes wrong, I will send someone to the Changyang Marquis Mansion."
"Don't worry, boss."
"That's it, everyone, go and have a rest."
…
Tangjiang City, Tangjiang City with howling wind and snow.
Lu Zizhong's body was brought back by a carriage overnight and placed in the courtyard of the Lu family's mansion.
Four hunched old men stood silently in the wind and snow, wrapped in thick fur robes, with cold expressions on their wrinkled old faces.
"The good horse that was bred was beaten to death."
"The 40,000 taels of silver sent to the Ministry of Revenue were wasted."
"May I ask where the body was collected?"
Qian Dashu, the dispatching officer of the Ministry of Household Affairs, also stood in the wind and snow, feeling a little trembling.
"The country's surname is Houfu."
The four old men all closed their eyes quietly.
"I can probably guess that it's the work of my little boss."
"This man, once he becomes more powerful, will always want to settle the score with his wife."
"Last month's drinks were not even worth a thousand dollars."
"Spring has begun, and the little boss is going to completely swallow up the business. The bet he made for a thousand carts of grain is really going to come true."
"Let's think of a way to pick a good horse this year."
The old men turned around and stopped looking at each other. Qian Dashu bowed a few times to Lu Zizhong's body, then hurried away after him.
In the wind, snow and frost, only Lu Zizhong's body remained, with a layer of crystal frost slowly condensing on the stiff skin.
A figure walked out of the corner silently, seemingly still in shock. After throwing a pile of paper money, he hurriedly walked into the darkness.
"Dirty person, dirty person! You Xu Mu is a very famous dirty person!"
"If the Marquis hadn't protected you, you would have died several times!"
The roaring sound was suddenly torn apart in the wind and snow.
…
In the early morning, there was still no sunshine, and the overwhelming snow made the whole world dark.
"Hit the horse!"
Xu Mu rode on General Feng, his eyes fixed.
Behind him, in addition to the 50 Qinglong Battalion led by Wei Feng, there were also Si Hu, Chen Jiaqiao, and Jia Zhou.
Afraid that Jia Zhou would be physically exhausted, Xu Mu specially chose a docile southwestern mane horse and put an extra layer of quilt under the saddle.
"Lord, although I'm not good at riding, it doesn't mean I can't ride."
"Wenlong, you are injured."
"Much better."
Xu Mu nodded, turned around, and looked behind him in the direction of Zhuangzi.
Chen Sheng was standing in the wind and snow, with his only remaining arm waving at him. Behind Chen Sheng, Sister Lian Xia Shuang and Hei Fu also waved.
The three old men were sitting on the balcony drinking, and seemed to be shouting something to say goodbye, but the wind was howling by and they couldn't hear it clearly at all.
Jiang Caiwei stood in the front position, probably holding a bronze mirror in her arms. According to the Daji, if the wife and children hold the bronze mirror to see them off, they can reflect all the demons and monsters on behalf of their far-away husband.
, I wish you a safe journey, husband.
"My boss, my wife went to ask specifically yesterday." Chen Jiaqiao sighed.
"I understand." Xu Mu rubbed his eyes and turned his head again.
In front of him, there was still the wind and snow that was covering the sky and the sun, roughly blocking the way forward, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"Guys, fight your way out!"
"I'm willing to follow my boss!"
Figures of fifty or sixty riders galloped into the snow, leaving only the sound of horse hooves, which resounded in the sky above Horseshoe Lake and suddenly shook the sky.