Chapter 170

Fufeng County, official road.

Yongliang two prefectures were originally sparsely populated. Since Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou set off a massive rebellion in the northwest, there was no trace of the official roads in the northwest within ten miles, and only a few figures could be seen within a hundred Li.

On the official road, amid the smoke and dust, a carriage came slowly, surrounded by dozens of people, some riding horses, others following on foot. The riding clothes were gorgeous and the walking clothes were rough. It was obvious that the difference between master and servant could be seen.

In front of him, though he was wearing a robe, his eyes were fierce. His hands holding the reins were thick, and his joints were protruding. It seemed that those in the robe were the guards invited by the big family.

It's not peaceful these days, especially when the Qiang people's rebellion broke out. The common people in the flat head dare not go out at all. Only such powerful families and big families dare to come out with the help of guards. However, the real mystery lies in the carriage.

All of a sudden, the front of the smoke rolling, people roaring, horse neigh, noise.

More than a dozen guards were waiting for him. They looked back at the Yellow faced man riding a tall horse. It seemed that he was the leader of the guard.

The Yellow faced man with a fierce expression frowned and ordered, "guard the carriage, don't move rashly!"

After that, he turned to the side of the carriage, reached out and gently lifted the curtain to reveal the figure in the carriage. Two of them, one big and one small, were seen in the carriage. The older one was sitting in the carriage. His face was calm and his hair was a little gray. He was obviously a scholar who had learned from Confucianism. The child next to him was only eight or nine years old. He was well dressed. He had a silver ring on his neck and two big black eyes were rolling around. He looked smart.

The Yellow faced man said respectfully, "master, the smoke and dust ahead is rampant. I'm afraid that some horsemen with short eyes are going to make trouble. Please show me."

The master nodded slightly: "well, you should guard the carriage and negotiate with this group of Hu people."

Although he was over 50 years old, he was very upright. The meaning of his words seemed to mean that he did not pay attention to the thousands of troops and horses, nor did he know his identity.

The child on one side tugged at his sleeve.

"Grandfather, these barbarians, will you listen to my grandfather?"

"ZHENG'ER, don't worry. When Beigong Boyu rebelled, he had to rely on the name of Han Sui, the frontier chapter. These Hu people dare not do anything to us."

However, after reading the classics, Meng Yiu sighed: "it's a pity that he was a thief in the northwest."

The Yellow faced man looked ahead and waved: "ready!"

As soon as this was said, the guards around him ran to the bottom of the carriage, took out a crossbow with a handle, leaned on the side of the carriage, and half knelt on the ground, raised the bow and crossbow in his hand, and the crossbow arrow that was installed sent out a cold light.

"Oh, roar!"

In the distance, hundreds of horsemen galloped in and hundreds of war horses came in succession. The horseback was hung with a riding bow and a saber was waving in his hand, and it came with smoke and dust.

The centurion rushed out and looked at the guard beside the carriage and sneered.

"Old man, where do you want to go?" Hu qibaifu held a knife to meet him, raised his chin high and looked proud.

"My method of supporting the wind is true."

The centurion of the horse was stunned. The Han and Qiang people lived in the northwest of China. The Han people could speak Qiang language, and the Qiang people could speak Chinese more or less.

"You, Mr. Pharaon?"

The arrogant centurion of Hu Qibai did not dare to be presumptuous. General Beigong and General Li have said that they must be courteous when meeting celebrities from Yongliang and Liangzhou.

FA Zhen did not change his face and said, "Fa Mou and his family want to find my son. Please let me go."

Hu qibaifu was about to nod his head, but then he thought: General Beigong has such respect for Bian and Han. If I invite Fazhen, maybe the general will be in a good mood and give me a commander in chief.

"Mr. Pharaoh, the general of the northern palace has admired Mr. Pharaon for a long time. If you can see him, you will be very happy."

FA Zhen frowns and accentuates his airway: "Fa wants to find a relative. I'm afraid there is no time to delay."

The centurion laughed and showed two rows of yellow teeth under his thick beard.

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Whoosh!

There was a loud noise, and the smile on the centurion's face suddenly solidified, for the arrow pierced his throat.

"Ho "Ho..."

The centurion's mouth let out the sound of whooping and fell to the ground. Hundreds of horsemen were in great panic.

"Kill!" In the East, the shouts of killing suddenly rang out, one after another. Fazhen looked out and saw hundreds of cavalry coming. However, under the leather armour, there were red clothes. The faces of these knights were all Han men.

Hundreds of Han riders came rushing in and killed Hu Qi array. The first one was even more brave and unstoppable. The spear in his hand was fighting from left to right, as if a storm had broken into the Hu Qi array, killing more than blood.

Hundreds of Hu killed the centurion, and they were killed by the Han cavalry for no reason. There were two brave generals in the Han Army array. They were in a rout for a moment, so they pulled their horses and fled.The chief General of the Han Dynasty ordered: "Zifu! You will lead two hundred horsemen to chase after you, and then you will withdraw after ten li. "

With a knife in his hand, Han general, who was killing happily, agreed. With a wave of his hand, two hundred riders followed him, biting his tail and chasing him out.

And the dignified Han General rode forward and said to Fazhen, "is the old gentleman OK?"

FA Zhen nodded and said with a smile: "thank you, little general. Otherwise, these Qiang people will capture Lao Yao. Don't you know the surname Gao of little general?"

"One is Sima, Liu Ye, in the left cavalry."

FA Zhen was slightly surprised: "is it not the broken yellow scarf that captured Zhang Liang's Liu Hou in front of him?"

Liu Ye's face is neither humble nor arrogant: "the old gentleman flatters me. It's up to you to break the thief."

Fazhen laughed and nodded: "three auxiliary have Huangfu's chariot, have Liu Hou in, the thing of Northwest has no worry!"

"From then on, there are left chariots stationed in the East. Mr. FA can rest assured that there is something important to do."

After that, Liu Ye roared and galloped away. More than 200 riders followed him closely, like clouds rolling toward the northwest.

Fazhen sat back in the carriage and ordered, "Duan Yan, go back to the mansion."

Duanyan looks puzzled, but the child next to Fazhen can't help asking.

"Grandfather, aren't we going to Luoyang to find my father? Why don't we go again?"

FA Zhen touched his grandson's head happily: "Zhenger, let's go to your father. That's worrying about the war in Northwest China. Why should we go there if we have such a good general?"

FA Zheng held up his small head with a puzzled look on his face. He just said, "grandfather, that general is so brave that Zhenger likes him very much."