"Boom..." Accompanied by the dazzling shimmer, the deaf bombardment sound came, and Zhao Shiban, the postman at Yongqiao Station in Wuzhi County, couldn't help but shiver.

"Damn it, it's September, this thunder is scary!" Zhao Shiban kept complaining to God.

The heavy rain hit the tiles and the strong wind kept pouring in through the cracks of the house, making the crowded crowd feel a little cold.

"Nainai, this broken station cannot even cover up the wind and rain. What is Wuzhi County doing?" A low-level military officer carrying a Pu Dao cursed.

His scolding aroused everyone's resonance, and they cursed Wuzhi County for neglecting their duties.

"Boom..." Another loud bang came.

A sour Ding shook his head and said, "Thunder thunder came out in the flat ground in September, probably not a good sign..."

The crowd was cold, and my heart became even colder after hearing this sentence.

In June, the Yellow River in Henan broke its mouth, and at least it did not affect Wuzhi County. However, the subsequent drought caused a large area of ​​land to be lost. Half of the people in Wushe County had fled and joined the Beggars' Sect and used bloody and primitive methods such as begging to escape famine.

"Bang...bang...bang..." A tight knock on the door came, and Zhao Shiban immediately opened the door.

A gust of wind and raindrops suddenly came to everyone, making everyone frown. When they looked closely, there were three soaked chickens standing outside the door, and a scholar led two servants.

A servant asked loudly, "Do you still have a room to rest?"

Zhao Shiban angrily said to the hall, "The hall is full of people, where is there any room? It's great to have a seat to stand to shelter from the rain!"

Zhao Shiban's equal attitude was angered by the servant, scolding: "Where did you come from so much nonsense? Hurry up and find a way to squeeze out a room!"

Zhao Shiban spread his hands and said with a bitter face: "It's true that you can't...", then pointed to the low-level military official and said: "Even this adult can only sit in the hall."

"The military officer is counted..." The servant was about to speak loudly, but was interrupted by the scholar. The scholar said, "Let's take shelter from the rain in the hall, for only one night, what's the matter?"

After saying that, he took two servants to find a pretty dry corner and sat on the ground.

The noise started to sound again. Some people took out dry food and chewed it in water. Some men even urged to urinate by the wall, and no one interfered. The two servants of the scribe frowned and couldn't help but want to come forward to stop drinking, but the scribe stopped him with his eyes.

The low-level military officer obviously understood what the servant had not finished and was calm. After the scholar sat down, he walked up to the three of them with a few firewood and said to the servant: "The three of them were soaked in clothes, so they could only be roasted with fire. I have a few rotten wood here!"

The servant was happy and ashamed, and kept saying that he didn't dare to take it, so he reached out to pick up the firewood.

Unexpectedly, the military officer turned his hand and pinched his wrist. The huge hand force was transmitted over, causing the servant to scream, and the firewood on his hand fell to the ground.

The servant's scream attracted everyone and looked here.

The military officer bent down to pick up the firewood and said with a smile: "Hey, why don't you appreciate it? You even threw away the firewood I sent kindly, ah!"

Everyone laughed. Although they didn't know what had happened just now, they all knew that the military officer was looking for an opportunity to retaliate against his servant.

The scholar stood up and bowed and said, "The servant said inappropriately just now, I hope the general will forgive me!"

After saying that, he patted the military officer's shoulder and finally pressed it on the military officer's shoulder.

A huge pressure came, and the unprepared military officer staggered for a few steps before he stood firm. He looked at the scribe in surprise and doubt: Where did the scribes come from? The strength is great?

The scribe smiled and said, "If you don't do anything for yourself, you should forgive others if you want to."

The military officer respectfully bowed to the scholar and clasped his fists, without saying a word, turned around and returned to his position, constantly staring at the direction of the scholar. Unexpectedly, the scholar was staring at the rain outside as if nothing had happened.

The thunder finally slowly disappeared, but the strong wind raged and the heavy rain was getting heavier. With a shout, a shaking tiles were swept away, and the guests who were invading the hall with their heads and faces, causing a burst of surprise.

In the chaos, I suddenly heard the sound of bells of a group of horses. The military officer and the scholar stood up suddenly, looking at the direction of the bells coming.

The military officer and the scholar suddenly stood up, scared everyone, and stared at the two of them in a daze.

The two of them reacted the same way, and they looked at each other with a sympathy and smiled. It was truly a smile that made them lose their grudges.

Military officers and scholars all rushed out of thousands of troops, and their intuition told them that the bandits might be coming!

Wushe County is close to Shanxi, where thieves often plunder here. Besides, if it weren't for thieves, who would have to rush to the road in the storm?

The military officer's right hand was involuntarily pressed on the Park Knife, but the scholar just stood and stared at the door with a serious expression!

Not long after, a knock on the door sounded, and Zhao Shiban was about to open the door, and the scholar shouted: "Slow down!"

Zhao Shiban was so scared that he retracted his hand and looked at the scholar in confusion.

The scribe asked sternly, "Who is outside the door?" The sound was like a loud bell, which only made everyone in the hall buzz.

The knock on the door came to an abrupt end, and a man shouted outside the door: "Jingzhou merchant Wu Tianzhu passed by here, so he stayed there for a night!"

When the scholar heard this, he was indeed the Jingzhou accent, and he felt relieved and ordered Zhao Shiban to open the door.

There were more than ten people standing outside the door, holding more than twenty horses, all of whom were soaked. Seeing the hall full of people, I was not in a hurry to come in. The leader was very tall and waved to Zhao Shiban to come over, took out some broken silver, handed it to Zhao Shiban, and said, "We are merchants from Jingzhou. When the horses are sold here, you can help us find some high-quality horse materials."

Zhao Shiban held it in his hand and was about one or two taels. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He happily welcomed the person into the hall and took the others to tie the horses.

After entering the house, the man looked for a piece of open space and sat there closing his eyes to rest. The scholar stared at this person, unable to grasp the origin of these more than ten people. Shanxi was unstable. These people dared to sell horses to this point. Could it be that they wanted to sell horses to the thieves? The scholar wanted to understand, but when he thought that he had only three people, he annoyed this group of people, he might not have any good results, so he gave up this plan.

After Zhao Shiban fed the horse, he also set a fire and baked clothes for the group of people. They were not polite, and they took off their tops and baked the clothes quietly. The leader had a scar on his right arm, and there were countless scars on his chest and abdomen. The scholar was secretly frightened. Could it be that this person had experienced the battle formation?

When the literati hesitated, the military officer didn't think so much. He walked straight forward, patted the man on the shoulder, and asked, "Brother, where are you suppressing bandits?"

The man turned around and looked at the military officer. His brilliance flashed and said with a smile: "If you sell horses for a living, how can you resist the bandits?"

This person is Zhou Wang, the governor of Lin Chunhong's governor of the Governor's Office, and also serves as the commander of the Cavalry Camp.

Seeing that Zhou Wang refused to admit it, the military officer was not angry. Shi Shiran returned to his position, leaned against the wall, and prepared to go to bed.

It was already late at night, sleepiness came, and everyone was yawning and slowly fell asleep...

The downpour of rain lasted in the middle of the night, and finally stopped slowly and became drizzle. There were bursts of snoring from the station, and the travelers lying on the ground seized the time to recover their energy.

"Open the door! Open the door..." The huge knock on the door mixed with shouts woke up the dreamer, and everyone stared at Zhao Shiban with sleepy eyes.

Zhao Shiban opened the door mutteringly, and a Chuanyi waved the token and shouted anxiously: "Swap the horse! Change the horse! Hand over the horse..."

Zhao Shiban took the token and looked at it. He immediately led the horse that was Chuanyi, and hurried to the stables of the post station to change the horses.

Zhou Wang glanced around, took out a bag of dry food, walked up to Chuanyi, and smiled and said, "Hey, brother, thank you for your hard work, there is some dry food here, eat something before leaving, no matter how urgent it is, you have to eat something!"

After saying that, he pulled Chuanyi into the hall.

Chuanyi grabbed dry food but did not enter the house, shouting: "I don't have time. Xiuwu County was captured by bandits. It's a matter of losing my head if I wasted time..."

It was like throwing a stone into the calm water, and the hall suddenly exploded after a brief calm!

"The bandits have entered Henan..."

"It's over...it's over..."

...

Zhou Wang let go of his hands and thought to himself: It seems that what Mr. Zhu is worried about has finally happened. There are indeed capable people among the bandits. It is obvious that from Jin to Henan is the best opportunity to grow and grow.

Zhou Wang walked among his people and whispered: "Hurry up and eat your stomach, let's go to Xiuwu County to have a look!"

The knights took out the water and food, ate the food in their mouths and fed them.

The sound of "de...de..." came, and it was the time when the post changed its horse and headed towards Kaifeng Mansion.

As Chuanyi left, the frightened crowd went south one after another. In a moment, only military officers, scholars, servants, Zhou Wang and others were left in the hall.

The military officer looked at everyone and laughed: "Nainai, I want to see the bandits who Xiuwu. Are you going too?"

Zhou Wang smiled and replied: "Boss Li of Huaiqing Mansion ordered horses and was entrusted by others to be loyal to others. At least he wanted to send the horses to Huaiqing, so he would not go to practice martial arts!"

The military officer was slightly disappointed and turned to look at the scholar. The scholar looked very serious and said, "I'll come to the martial arts to take a look."

The military officer was overjoyed and didn't take what happened last night to heart, saying, "Then we are just on the same road, let's go together?"

The scribe nodded.

It turned out that Zhou Wang and others arrived in Henan in advance under the order of Lin Chunhong to focus on investigating the junction of Shanxi and Henan. They must understand the activities of the bandits in various groups and prepare for the upcoming bandit suppression. Wu Tianzhu, a Songzi person, worked in the border army in his early years, but was recruited by Lin Chunhong and appointed as the first whistle general of the Cavalry Camp.

After getting on the official road, Zhou Wang and others were crowded with horses, and they kept changing horses and rushing to the road. Soon, they left the military officers and literati behind. Not to mention Zhou Wang and others, they said that the scholars and literati rushed to rush the horse for a while, and after urging the horse to run, they sympathized with the horse's power, slowed down the horse's speed, and walked slowly.

The military officer couldn't help but say, "Zhou Yuji, the general general of the fifth military camp of Xiajing Camp, was offended last night, I hope the gentleman will forgive me!" After saying that, he respectfully hugged his fists.

The scribe smiled and said, "The little servant has made mistakes first. I hope the general will not worry about it!"

When the military officer heard the scholar calling him a general, he said embarrassedly: "What general is just a savior. Oh, by the way, I don't know what sir is calling him?"

The scribe paused and said, "Lu Xiangsheng of Yixing."

The military officer was shocked, his legs were weak, and he almost fell off his horse. He pointed at the literary scholar and said, "Sir, is...Lu Jiandou, the world-famous censor?"

Lu Xiangsheng smiled and said, "It's right below."

The military officer slapped his thigh hard and shouted, "I said, a scholar with such great strength can dare to go to practice martial arts alone. I should have thought that he was an adult... Alas, I'm so stupid!"

Lu Xiangsheng said: "Zhou Qian is very brave, and I am very impressed!"

The two of them walked forward and kept talking about some topics, and they were getting closer and closer to Xiuwu County without realizing it.

Lu Xiangsheng was now a censor of the Northern Zhili. He had a keen sense of smell and thought that Henan was the heart of the Ming Dynasty. He was worried that the bandits entered Henan and could not help but go to the junction of Shanxi and Henan in vain to investigate. Zhou Yuji went to the official in Kaifeng Prefecture, Henan. When he returned, he heard that the bandits entered Henan. He was born bold and good things and couldn't help but want to observe the bandits nearby. After all, he might not be able to fight with the bandits in the future.

The two were having a happy chat, but suddenly they heard the sound of horse hooves in front of them. They immediately took out their bows and arrows and looked forward. In a moment, they saw more than ten riders such as Zhou Wang and others coming towards this side, and more than thirty riders were chasing each other.

The four of them were shocked, and Lu Xiangsheng sternly said: "Turn the horse's head and avoid the edge!"

The horse, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, ran back like an arrow from the string under the control of the four people. Lu Xiangsheng and Zhou Yuji kept looking back and watching Zhou Wang and others.

Warriors of the Cavalry Camp!

They were scattered on the official road, separated by a distance from each other, without panic, holding steel crossbows and constantly turning back and firing. Whenever the crossbow arrow was shot, one person would fall off the horse and make a dying cry. The cavalry who shot the crossbow arrows slapped the horse's butt, and the horses whizzed to the front, and the knights calmly loaded the crossbow arrows and waited for the next chance.
To be continued...