Lan County, Guandiling.

Zhang Shijing, the eldest son of the Zhang family, rode on a tall horse, surrounded by fifty elite servants, and slowly walked along the foot of Guandiling Mountain towards Lan County.

Soon, a cavalryman rushed towards him and shouted from afar: "Young Master, there is water in Xiaoliang River in front."

Zhang Shijing nodded and urged the horse to take off his seat: "Go to let the mount drink some water and feed some beans, and everyone should eat some dry food to rest."

"Okay."

The group urged the horses to move forward and bypassed a ravine. They saw that the Xiaoliang River, which had originally flowed down from Guandiling, had now become a stream that was only two feet wide, and it was gurgling into a pool at the foot of the mountain.

Due to severe droughts for years, many rivers in this area have already dried up and stopped flowing. It is lucky that Xiaoliang River can still have water.

Zhang Shijing and his party came back from Jingle County and walked for most of the day. They were trapped in people and horses, and there were very few water bags left with them. They immediately urged the horses to go towards the pool.

When I got closer, I saw a group of hungry people in ragged clothes and blue faces sitting or lying on the flat ground next to the pool. One of them was half a young man lying on the ground motionless. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. There was a little old man guarding next to him, grinning with big yellow teeth and sighing.

Not far away, there were a few bodies of hungry people, half hidden in the grass, and I don’t know what the death was.

When he saw this group of hungry people, Zhang Shijing frowned in disgust: "Drive them all away, don't drink the water in the pool, be careful of the plague, drink the upstream."

"yes."

Several burly servants pulled out their knives, stepped forward, and cursed viciously: "Didn't you see my eldest son here that is not eye-catching? Why don't you get away?"

When the hungry people heard this, they hurriedly got up and ran down. The little old man with yellow teeth also had a bitter face, picked up the half-baby on the ground, and followed him with a staggering pace.

Perhaps he was too hungry to lose his energy. The group of people stopped after running dozens of steps, and sat on the ground and gagged heavily.

Several servants wanted to continue driving people, but Zhang Shijing waved his hand impatiently: "Forget it, let them go, just don't let them go upstream to get water."

After hearing this, several servants put away their knives and rode their horses back.

Some servants had long put the soft deer leather mat on a large flat stone. Zhang Shijing took out the water bag and the bag containing the jerky meat from under the saddle, handed the reins to his subordinates, walked over and sat on the deer leather mat, unscrewed the water bag and took a sip, tore off a piece of jerky meat and put it in his mouth.

Among his fifty servants, four of them sat down not far from around him, took out water and dry food and ate them. The others led their horses to the shallow stream above the pool to drink water and feed the horses with beans.

"Young Master, our Zhang family really wants to produce 400 troops. Will they join forces with those families to fight Mengjiazhuang?" As he was eating, a servant who had a big front teeth suddenly asked.

Zhang Shijing chewed the meat and said vaguely: "Beat, why not?"

"But the Qin man was just making trouble in Loufan Jingyou. He was far away from our Lan County and did not threaten our Zhang family. His little men could not make a lot of trouble. Moreover, he is still a court official now. We are the people. Ridiculously attacking the court official official is a serious crime of beheading."

Zhang Shijing glanced at him angrily and shook his head: "It's not unreasonable to say that you are stupid. The Qin surname is indeed a court-designated official, and it does not pose a threat to our Zhang family. However, as long as Lord Guo gives the court a question and says that he is a bandit in the face of a court-designated official, it is a disaster for the village. My second uncle also said that he is a thief in the court, and Mr. Wu's second son in the Jin Palace also said that he is a thief... Then, he is a thief!"

"Our families joined forces to eliminate evil and assist officers and soldiers to eliminate bandits. It's too late for the court to reward us."

"What's more... do you know how much money and grain Mengjiazhuang has?"

The servant of the Bengya shook his head: "I don't know, I should have three or five thousand silvers."

Zhang Shijing glanced at him again with disgust, then looked towards Loufan and said lightly: "After the Qin surnamed defeated Huangcong Mountain and Guandi Mountain, there are now at least 10,000 stones of grain, more than 15,000 taels of silver, more than 1,000 horses, more than 1,005 cattle, sheep, iron tools, etc.."

"Our Zhang family can get 20% if they spend 400 people, that is at least 2,000 stones of grain and 3,000 taels of silver. Why not do it?"

"The eldest son is wise."

The servant of the Bengta giggled.

At this time, the little old man who had just been driven away, hugged the motionless half-boy and walked towards them with difficulty.

The remaining dozen hungry people smelled the smell of meat, and they looked at the jerky meat in their hands, and walked over involuntarily.

"You are tired of living, aren't you?"

The servant of the Bengya cursed with a straight face.

The old man Huangya's waist was about to bend to the ground, and begged pitifully: "Masters, my baby is about to starve to death. I'm sorry, we'll give you some food."

"Ha! I'm asking for food and I'm here? I don't have eyes, right? Why don't you get out of here?"

The little old man in yellow teeth twisted his old face, as if he was about to cry.

Zhang Shijing stuffed another piece of beef jerky into his mouth, chewing and saying with a smile: "Old man, these days there are hungry people everywhere. Don't you live many people, and you don't die much, and according to my opinion, you and your baby should die early and be born sooner."

The old man Huangya lowered his head, as if he had made some major decision, suddenly took out a jade pendant like mutton fat from his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, this is my family heirloom. It has been 600 years since he passed it to me. If you can add two kilograms of jerky meat and two taels of silver, I will sell this jade pendant to you."

"oh?"

Zhang Shijing became interested and stared at the jade pendant for a while. A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Bold thief, how dare you steal my Zhang family treasure? Come on, kill him for this young master."

"yes."

The servant of the Bengya and another servant immediately stood up, pulled out the knife, and rushed towards the old man Huangya with a ferocious expression.

The old man's face changed drastically. He hurriedly threw the half-baby in his arms to the ground, turned around and ran away.

But as soon as he ran a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground, as if he was still lame. He struggled for a long time and couldn't get up.

The two servants passed the motionless half-boy and approached the old man with a grim smile.

At this moment, the half-best boy suddenly jumped up, pulled out two short knives from somewhere, and stabbed them hard into the back of the neck of the servant of the Bengya.

Another servant was shocked, turned around quickly and slashed with a knife.

At this time, the old man with yellow teeth also rushed up from the ground, a short blade slid out of his tattered cuffs, and slowly inserted it into the back of the servant.

"Enemy attack!"

A servant next to Zhang Shijing reacted very quickly. He pulled Zhang Shijing up and rushed to the large army that was feeding horses not far away.

Almost at the same time, a sharp arrow broke through the air and pierced into his back, nailing him to the ground.

Not far away, three "corpses" who were lying in the grass were holding bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at the last servant beside Zhang Shijing.

The old man with yellow teeth and half-baby, after two servants, ran towards Zhang Shijing like a leopard, one left and one right.

The dozen hungry people behind them also took out weapons from their bodies, from the baggage, and the surrounding grass, and killed them like wolves.

Suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves on Guandiling, and a cavalry of about thirty cavalry roared from top to bottom.

Zhang Shijing was shocked and had no time to take his weapons, so he ran towards his men.

At this time, three more sharp arrows broke through the air, one passed through his ears, one pierced into the chest of his servant beside him, and the other pierced accurately on his calves.

Zhang Shijing staggered to the ground, and the old man Huangya arrived quickly and put the short blade around his neck.

The little old man who had originally twisted a bitter face was now grinning at him with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Young Master Zhang, please follow us."

The old man, who was originally dying, was holding two short blades in his hand, staring at his more than 40 subordinates who were rushing to rescue him like a ferocious leopard.
Chapter completed!