Those barbarians obviously did not expect that their leader would be killed as soon as they met, but none of them turned around and ran away. The people who were already rushing on the road accelerated their pace and howled from their mouths.
The people standing behind kept shooting arrows, pouring out their anger towards Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu waved his sword gently, and under the sword's power, all the flying arrows were sliced away.
At this time, he noticed that the barbarians, like their leaders, first threw out their throwing weapons, and then rushed up to kill them.
Although this routine was very common, it reminded him of the pagan cultists he had met on the banks of the Ji River before, and he always felt that there was an inexplicable similarity between the two.
There was almost no suspense in the following battle. These barbarians were ordinary people, so they could not be his opponents. Perhaps the leader of these people had extraordinary power, but he had already killed him before he could use it.
It is worth mentioning that even if the fight lasted until the end, no one ran away even though they knew they would die, but they still insisted on fighting with him.
This undoubtedly shows that these barbarians are either believers with faith, or the forces behind them have high organizational power.
After the battle, Zhang Yu checked the bodies of these people and found that they had removed all the things that could easily reveal their origins, but judging from their weapons and the patterns on them, they actually had some traces of Yidi people.
style.
This is somewhat interesting.
He couldn't help but think of the gold plate he picked up from the ruins outside Xiaoshan Town.
But no matter why these people attacked him, it is only proper to return to Ruiguang now and report what happened to Xuanfu.
At this time, Ruiguang City finally received rain again after nearly three months, injecting a burst of sweet rain into the long-drought surface.
After Yu Mingyang left the academy, he returned to his house on the western edge of the outer city, wearing a raincoat.
Since this place is far away from the academy, he usually stays in the residence arranged by the academy. He usually only comes back when it's his turn to take a break at the end of the month, but today's situation is a bit special.
The furnishings in the house are simple, with almost nothing except the necessary daily necessities.
He was born into an ordinary family. He was brought up by his elder brother. Even his tuition fees were paid by the academy. He lived a life where he could save as little as possible.
After coming back, he first went to the stove to light a fire, then cooked rice and boiled water.
After doing everything, he returned to the front yard of the house and sat down in front of an old wooden desk. Due to the heavy rain and the dim light, he had to light an oil lamp, but he was wrapped tightly in a leather bag.
He took out a book and read it carefully.
After watching for a long time, I heard a creaking sound, and a man wearing a raincoat opened the door and took off his bamboo hat and raincoat under the eaves of the corridor outside. This was an ordinary middle-aged man.
He hung up his clothes outside, shook off the rainwater, and then walked in.
Yu Mingyang handed over a handkerchief and said, "Brother, here it is."
The middle-aged man took it, wiped his face, and asked, "Why are you back today?"
Yu Mingyang said: "Brother, I've heated up a bowl of hot soup for you. I'll tell you more about it later." After saying that, he went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of soup.
The middle-aged man took a sip and said, "There's too much ginger."
Yu Mingyang touched his head and said, "I just want to take away some of the cold air from my elder brother."
The middle-aged man said: "I have such a thick body, what else do I need to get rid of the cold?" He drank it all in one gulp without leaving any water stains, and took a towel to wipe his hands.
"Tell me, what happened? Did someone in the academy bully you?" When he said this, his expression was very normal, but there was a cold light in his eyes inadvertently.
Yu Mingyang shook his head and said: "No, it's nothing. My classmates treat me very well, but I may leave for Changyuan tomorrow."
"Open Plains?" The middle-aged man frowned and said, "There are only barbarians there except barbarians. Why are you going to that place?"
Yu Mingyang said: "I don't know the specifics. It seems that the son of the previous Xuegong sacrificer went there to appease the indigenous people. There was a problem and there was no answer, so the Xuegong asked us to understand the tribal language.
The students went with the palace teachers to find out what happened."
The middle-aged man frowned even more and said: "Barbarians are unreasonable. There are so many people in the academy, why do you have to go? What are those high-ranking officials doing at this time?"
Yu Mingyang said: "Brother, don't worry, a few classmates will go with me, I don't think anything will happen." As he said that, he showed a sincere and serious look on his face, and said: "Brother, the younger brother is learning the indigenous language.
Sooner or later you will have to experience this."
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, took off an ornament from his wrist, handed it to Yu Mingyang, and said: "This is the Huli wood pendant you gave me last time. It is very useful. There are many snakes, ants and poisonous insects in the open plain. This time
Go and take it with you." Seeing Yu Mingyang's hesitation, he raised his hand again and said, "Take it."
Yu Mingyang took it and said, "Thank you, brother."
The middle-aged man suddenly said: "Where did that nice gentleman you mentioned last time go?"
"Brother, are you talking about Mr. Zhang?"
Yu Mingyang showed an angry look and said: "It would be great if Mr. Zhang was here. Mr. Zhang taught our indigenous language. Mr. Zhang was supposed to go to communicate with the indigenous tribe this time, but I heard that Mr. Zhang was taken away from the academy.
Some people were excluded, so they couldn’t go.”
The middle-aged man snorted and said: "None of the people sitting high up in the Protectorate are good people. All the good people have been framed by them!"
He stood up and said, "You study hard and I'll go out for a while."
Yu Mingyang didn't ask any more questions, he just said: "Brother just came back, why don't you have something to eat before going out?"
"I'm eating outside. I'll be back when I go. You can eat first if you're hungry."
The middle-aged man opened the door, put on his raincoat and bamboo hat again, and walked into the rain.
He came to the back door of a small grocery store on the corner, where a short old man was mending shoes. When he saw him coming, he looked around, immediately pulled him in, closed the door, and whispered: "Lao Yu,
What are you doing at this time? The Sikou Yamen has been investigating very closely recently. Didn’t I tell you not to come to me if you have nothing to do? "
The middle-aged man said: "Give me this month's monthly salary first."
The short old man immediately shook his head and said, "This is against the rules."
The middle-aged man said: "I need it urgently, just tell me whether you will give it to me or not."
The short old man looked up at him and said, "Wait." He went to the back room, and after a while, he took out a package, handed it to him with both hands, and said, "Remember, take the money and burn the rest.
Already."
The middle-aged man took the package without saying a word, held it in his hand, opened the door, turned around and left, and soon returned home.
He first went back to the back room, counted out fifteen gold coins, put the package away, then went to Yu Mingyang's place, put the money on the case, and said: "Take these with you on the road, you will need them."
Yu Mingyang looked at it and said, "Brother, I'm afraid the Tuman people don't need these, so you should keep them for yourself." In fact, he thought that instead of bringing these things, it would be better to buy some salt bricks and tea leaves to take with him.
The middle-aged man insisted: "Just take it if I tell you. The barbarians don't need it. Your superior officers and teachers need it. Don't save it for me. Spend it when you need to."
Yu Mingyang took the gold yuan and said, "Thank you, brother."
"Brother, what are you saying to thank me?" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, as if to caress his head, but halfway, he squeezed it and put it down, saying: "Since you have to go on the road tomorrow, remember to rest early.
." With that said, he went out.
Yu Mingyang responded, stood up and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely come back safely."
At the same time, An Chuer was also preparing in his residence in the academy.
This time she is not the only one, there are also several students who are good at learning the language of the Hardclaw tribe and will go to Open Plains together. However, she can see that all the students sent this time have no background. They are obviously from the academy.
They were worried that the trip would be dangerous.
Although she was good at linguistics, she still had no experience in talking to the Hardclaw tribe, and she felt a little nervous.
"It would be great if sir were here."
It's just that she heard Yang Ying say that her husband was traveling far away for something and he might not be back in the near future.
She took out the pamphlet Zhang Yu gave her and read it slowly under the lamp. Although she had read it many times and was able to memorize it, she still wanted to read it again before traveling. It seemed that this would help her.
Give her more confidence.
At this time, in Zhan's house, Mr. Zhan was sitting on a chair with an expressionless face and asked the visitor: "What's going on? Isn't there a definite explanation yet?"
Sitting opposite him was an academy scholar in his fifties. He said: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, he is here. The barbarians from the Jianclaw tribe do not prohibit people from visiting. It's just that verbal communication is difficult, so I don't know."
Why on earth was the person detained?"
Mr. Zhan said indifferently: "Shouldn't we let those students be responsible for communication? Let them get on their way quickly."
The student said: "The arrangements have been made, but the students can only help Mr. Zhan with this matter. After all, those people are Mr. Zhang's students. That is, when he is away, we can take some time."
Mr. Zhan said coldly: "I understand the rules of the academy. It's not that difficult for a few students with no background. Now we just need to figure out what's going on, and nothing will happen to my son." As he spoke, he took a
The crutch paused.
But at this moment, a servant hurried in and said: "Mr. Zhan, Mr. Wanqi, it's not good. Just now there is news that the barbarian tribes are moving up the river and moving north. We sent them to visit
There is no news from Young Master’s people either.”
"What?" Mr. Zhan stood up immediately, but he got dizzy because he stood up too hastily.
The scholar quickly stepped forward to support him and said, "Don't be anxious, Mr. Zhan. Brother Zhan is well-spoken and has a noble demeanor. I think everything will be fine."
Mr. Zhan pushed him away, took a few breaths, held the crutch with one hand, pointed outside with the other hand, and said: "There is no need to say these useless words. Mr. Liu always only believes in results. Those barbarians must be appeased."
, don’t wait any longer, arrange for those students to get on the road now and get there as soon as possible!”
