Chapter 111: I have to ask for the Lord

Of course, Lu Ming was not dead. Although he was scared by Zhao Fubo's shot, he was not dead after all. When he woke up, it was almost dawn. The first sunlight had slowly dyed the clouds red from the east.

"The second owner is awake, the second owner is awake, so I will pour you a glass of wine for the second owner!"

At this time, the doorman who had been by his side saw Lu Ming awake, his voice was filled with great surprise.

Lu Ming looked at him and then looked at the people around him in the Qifeng Village. He recalled it again before remembering Zhao Fubo's actions last night.

"He...that Erlang..."

The gatekeeper who was with him was holding the wine he had poured into Lu Ming's mouth. After swallowing a few sips of wine, Lu Ming, who was much more energetic, could finally sit up.

The winked gatekeeper reported to him the whereabouts of Zhao Fubo and the others without waiting for him to ask.

"Reported to the owner of the second house, Erlang took his more than 100 subordinates to rob more than 100 war horses, ten bloody horses and stallions, ten local horses and stallions, and a total of more than 120 horses, more than 120 sets of saddles, and several other weapons..."

The gatekeeper said that Lu Ming's fire became bigger and he yelled like crazy with gritted teeth.

"You... why don't you stop him by your useless things! This... the loss is so great, but how can I explain it to the owner of the manor!"

The gatekeeper had long thought of the lyrics when he questioned the second owner. He raised his voice and let out a wailing cry.

"We can't stop him? Don't you know, the second master, the second master Fubo is like a demon god who has descended to earth. He lit my neck with a big gun in his hand so scared that I had half his life..."

In fact, when Zhao Fubo was picking up the horse, he led the way. Even the one who opened the gate of the arsenal was still him. Because he was moving quickly, until they took the things they needed and left, the people in the village had just come out of the house.

But without the leader of the Lu Er, the gatekeeper was pushed against his neck by a big gun. The people in the village did not dare to move when facing a hundred cavalry with uniform armor and bright weapons.

After leaving the village gate, Zhao Fubo no longer took a boat, but rode his horse straight to Huangsha City. More than a hundred horses were added, and it was impossible for him to load it on the boat.

Therefore, Abu Bakker's loach boat was loaded with only those stallions and headed straight for the island of Felecai.

When Lu Ming climbed the village wall, he could even see the tail of Zhao Fubo's team here. Looking at the neat cavalry, he actually had an unknown premonition.

"What does Zhao Erlang want to do with such cavalry? Could it be that it will be detrimental to his brother-in-law's family? If so..."

He raised his head and stood on tiptoe, looked at the horse team hidden in the morning light, and then ran down the wall of the village, shouting at the Zhuang Ding who were guarding the gate.

"You guys quickly fix the gate and I'll inform the owner of the big manor!"

He shouted loudly to the gatekeeper and his men, and he ran to the house quickly.

The gate looked at the horse team that was leaving, and then looked at Lu Ming running towards his home. It was not until then that he wiped the sweat off his head.

"Hey, my mother, I finally sent both sides away. Brothers, I was so scared that I had half my life to rest. You guys quickly fix the door!"

When dawn came and Zhao Fubo left Jifeng Village, he had already had a team of 100 fully armed cavalry.

Facing the cool morning breeze, Zhao Fubo looked in the direction of Huangsha City. He listened to the sound of horse hooves behind him, like thunder.

He raised his head, and at this time the first ray of sunlight was shining out from the clouds. Seeing Zhao Fubo surging more hope in the morning sun, he told himself.

"This is the first small step, let's start now!"

Just as Zhao Fubo led his first wave of soldiers in the Song Dynasty Yulin Army toward Huangsha City, the young lord Abdul Martini of Huangsha City had just gotten up, and he was carrying the most critical part of the plan.

As soon as the young city lord Abdul Martini put on the chain mail, his sister Eliya broke into his bedroom.

No matter how she wears it in the science and technology park, here she wears the traditional Arab Abaya robe. Not only does she wrap her body, the black dress, and even her hair.

It was not until this time that the young city lord Abdul Martini discovered that her sister's hair was also very beautiful. Unfortunately, she couldn't see it at home and he had never noticed it.

"Okay, Eliya, are you trying to talk about the Fubo brothers? Then hurry up. I'm afraid that if I can't get enough time to practice, I won't have time to discuss that with my father!"

Eliya showed a surprised expression on her face and immediately spoke up for her brother.

"Hey, you...you bad guy, you will delay things!"

Abdul Martini was a little embarrassed. He should have told his father about this matter yesterday and obtained his consent.

After all, the city gate is controlled by the city guards. If Zhao Fubo cannot enter the city, then he will not pose a threat to anyone.

Unfortunately, when he spoke yesterday afternoon, he was rejected by the Lord of Kailimu. The situation was like this at that time... "Why, is there any conflict within the Zhao family? This is not a good thing!"

When he heard this news, the Lord of Kailimu first whispered to himself, then raised his head, and emphasized his tone, repeating it to his son.

"This is not a good thing, do you understand?"

Of course, Abdul Martini couldn't understand what his father meant, and marrying his sister to Zhao Fubo was something his father had promised. But now, he seemed to have no concern about the development of this son-in-law.

"But if you don't help him, sister..."

Abdul Martini anxiously spoke his reasons, and he had made full promises to Zhao Fuboke.

"Sister? Your sister's marriage problem is just an excuse. Haven't you seen that the power of Zhao Wuji and his son is too great, so sometimes he has begun to test my bottom line.

So, I need someone from the Zhao family to restrain him. Do you understand, restrain him. But I don’t agree with Zhao Fubo killing Zhao Wuji and his son... Why, haven’t you figured it out yet? A powerful Zhao family doesn’t need us to protect him, do you understand?"

"Yes, father, I understand, but Fu Bo will not kill Zhao Wuji and his son, just..."

After the rough plan was finished, Abdul Martini was very confident that his father would agree to this matter, but who knew that the answer of Lord Kailimu would be like that.

"I know you get along well with the Zhao family's second son, but have you ever thought about it? If we intervene in their conflict, Huangsha City will probably turn into a pile of rubble in the war! So we won't help anyone, we just need to maintain balance!"

Abdul Martini's eyes became confused and his mouth was stuttering.

"Why...can we..."

Looking at his son's eyes that seemed to be still blank, Kailimu only sighed heavily, just waved to him, and ignored him anymore.

Just think about it, how did Abdul Martini answer his sister's inquiry when facing the reaction of the exchange yesterday afternoon?

Sighing awkwardly, Abdul Martini had to remind her sister to prevent it first.

"Eliya, I want you to know that our ideas are not approved by our father! Yesterday afternoon..."

When Abdul Martini finished talking about the conversation yesterday afternoon, Eliya was stunned. She couldn't believe that things would actually turn out to be like this.

"What should I do? What should I do? If Fu Bo's people can't enter the city, what's wrong... You should think of a solution!"

Eliya repeated several times in a daze, and finally shouted at Abdul Martini, she was already crying.

Abdul Martini sighed heavily and made a solemn promise to Eliya.

"I will do my best, I promise I will do my best. But Eliya I want you to promise me that I will not go to the science and technology park privately today, you know if...if..."

Abdul Martini stared at his sister's green eyes, not knowing whether he should continue to say it, but finally gritted his teeth, but he decided to tell his sister everything.

"You know, if Fu Bo fails, I'm afraid my father will end this unstarted engagement, and even quietly promise you to the boss of the Zhao family. Eliya, no matter what, I want you to understand, I will do my best to help him, you know that he is also my best friend!"

But when the young city lord Abdul Martini finished all this, Eliya was completely stunned. She sat there blankly, letting tears slide across her smooth cheeks.

Abdul Martini also wanted to comfort her, but looking at the sky, he worried that if he was late, he might upset his father, and that would cause more trouble to the things they had planned.

Therefore, he had to hurriedly leave the house and run to the camp of the city guards. When he arrived there, as expected, he was late.

The entire camp was full of Mamluk cavalry in training. They ran quickly under the leadership of the officers or on horseback, waving the scimitar in their hands over the neck of the straw man.

Or ride a horse and shoot strings of arrows at the grass man.

These are the skills of the Mamluk cavalry. After being trained for a long time, they are all very skilled in fighting at the moment and step.

At this time, the young master Abdul Martini saw his father's figure. Under the rising sun, he was walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Seeing his father's irritable appearance, Abdul Martini rushed over. He rarely asked for anything from Real Allah, and couldn't help but pray in his heart.
Chapter completed!