Chapter 20 Chasing Troops

Author: My spear is still here

Chapter 20 Chasing Troops

On that day, everything was going on in a strange and tense atmosphere. Fortunately, Wang Jian quickly gathered more than fifty soldiers from Linyinbao and joined Wu Yi, who was crying.

Now Mu Sheng did not dare to act rashly. Wang Jian sold the jade from his waist and sent two soldiers to order a good coffin for his father and prepare to take him back to Linyinbao.

In the Wang family's hunting ground, King Zhao wrote the royal decree in front of all his officials, and then read out in front of everyone the title of Wang Jian, the second son of Duyang Hou, as a concubine, and handed over the jade ax symbolizing power with his own hands.

Put it into his hands.

Although everything went according to the procedure, and being granted a title was a festive event, both the recipient and the person present looked unhappy.

Naturally, Wang Jian and the people of Linyinbao would not be happy. His insulting marquis titles are not an isolated example in history, such as Genjiehou (imitating the sound of a shovel shoveling a pot), Disobedience Marquis, etc. The same is true for him, a married prince.

Mu Sheng and others also looked very ugly. No matter how ugly the account ban is, the rights are real.

Later, under the pressure of Liu Yu, the officials in charge of etiquette around King Zhao built an altar on the mountain, offered sacrifices to heaven, earth and ancestors, and informed King Zhao that the ancestors of the Zhang family had been granted the title of marquis. At first, they killed chickens, sheep and dogs.

In addition, two slaves were also prepared to be used as sacrifices to worship the emperor and the queen.

Wang Jian, Liu Yu and others who came from the Han Dynasty were very disgusted with this old-fashioned bad custom of the princes, and finally demanded that the tiger killed by Duyang Marquis be used as a sacrifice, and no slaves were needed.

When the dead tiger, which weighed at least 300 kilograms, was carried to the altar table by six strong men, everyone present was impressed by Du Yanghou's bravery regardless of their position. Even the old guy Mu Sheng couldn't help it.

Let out an exclamation.

He may also be afraid. If the conspiracy failed slightly at that time, it would be hard for him to believe what would happen to him when he faced the furious Marquis Duyang.

"Marquis Duyang is worthy of being a fierce general of Zhao State." Someone said with emotion.

"Killing a tiger with bare hands is incredible!"

"Oh, the hero is short of breath."

Everyone sighed, but only a few people understood what was going on.

"Dad is too superstitious about his force," Wang Jian lamented, just like those who drown are those who can swim: "If you believe in anything too much, you will become a shortcoming." He felt a little sad in his heart, but this is the limit of mortals.

, their vision and knowledge will always limit them. He likes hiding because he has seen a wider world and more powerful people.

It was this low profile that saved his life. The swordsman sent by the Mu family was very powerful, but he obviously underestimated his own ability and died.

In addition to saving his life, he didn't want to expose himself because he had a suspicion that, like a warlock, he could regulate his spiritual power by air without the need for spiritual thoughts. He only thought of one situation, which was the so-called "Supreme Purity" in the warlock's mouth.

He may be a powerful person in the realm of enlightenment known as the "Earth Immortal" in legend.

Enlightenment, the master once told him that a strong person in that realm has his own "Tao Realm" and can shape his own rules in it at will. He is the most powerful person except those feathered true immortals who have ascended to the upper realm.

In their Taoist world, they can change the rules at will. If they are in the Taoist world of an enlightened being, then the magicians can mobilize their spiritual power like a castle in the air.

Therefore, Wang Jian was even more cautious and did not want to expose himself. If the "Superior Purity" at the warlock's door really existed, he could not guess what an Earth Immortal would be thinking in his mind and whether it would be detrimental to him.

"The spirit of Marquis Duyang in heaven will protect you." Liu Yu said: "We'd better leave as soon as possible. The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it will be."

Wang Jian nodded, and then Liu Yu took the lead in bidding farewell to King Zhao and asked to leave.

King Zhao did not try to persuade him to stay, but Mu Sheng and others looked unwillingly.

In the afternoon, the finished coffin was brought back by an ox cart. After everyone arranged the remains for Marquis Duyang and put them into the coffin, they began to prepare to escort the remains back to Linyinbao.

They decided not to stay, but set out that day and walked through the night.

At the same time, Wang Jian arranged for Uncle Gong to immediately gather the soldiers patrolling the Sentinel Ridge to respond. In order to hunt for strangers, Linyinbao had assembled 800 soldiers, most of whom were deployed near the Sentinel Ridge in the south.

On the same day, the group left Maling City. Only the officials of King Zhao saw them off as a courtesy. Then the group walked northwest without stopping for a moment.

By dark, they could no longer see Maling City. Wang Jian kept sending scouts to stay about a mile behind the group to check for any pursuers. Because the coffin was being pulled by a horse-drawn carriage, which greatly slowed down the speed.

There are pursuers in Maling City, and they will definitely be able to catch up before it gets too bright.

Wang Jian was very nervous along the way, and he even made plans to leave his father's body and coffin alone and run away if things went wrong. No matter what, it was important to save his life. If he died, there was no need to talk about revenge.

At night, everyone did not dare to relax, so they lit torches and continued on their way. They encountered a large collapsed tree on the road. It was as thick as a human waist and blocked the road. Just when everyone was helpless, the man beside Liu Yu

The warlock began to prepare the spell. Half a quarter of an hour later, a blazing fireball, like a small sun in the night sky, suddenly fell from the sky and hit the trunk of the tree instantly. Then it ignited a raging fire. Soon a thick tree was burned into two pieces.

Festival.

The soldiers cut off a branch as thick as an arm and used it as a crowbar. They quickly pulled the tree trunk out of the roadside and opened a road for the convoy to pass.

After a tense night of traveling, the scouts reported every two-quarters of an hour in the second half of the night. There were no pursuers in the rear. After each report, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and then became nervous again, waiting for the next report. It was like this ups and downs.

, when it was almost dawn, they had reached a small river, which was a tributary of the Baishui River. There was a wooden bridge that was not wide enough that only two horses could pass in parallel, which slowed down the team.

Fortunately, at this time, there was cheering on the other side of the river. Before dawn, the light was dim and Wang Jian could not see clearly what was going on. At this time, someone happily told him that Uncle Gong had brought more than a hundred cavalry and rushed all night to support them.

This was exciting news, and Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. However, at this moment, the scouts on the other side of the bridge in the south came over in a panic and told him that there were chasing troops coming from the direction of Maling City, and there were quite a few of them! Look at them.

There are long torches and a long dragon, at least four or five hundred people.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts hit rock bottom again, and many people around them became panicked.

Liu Yu also nervously suggested at this time: "There are many people on the other side, let's leave the coffin and leave first. We will leave the green hills behind and don't have to worry about having no firewood."

Wang Jian looked at the soldiers on the opposite side who had not crossed the bridge, and then opened his mind to detect the movement in the dark woods on the other side of the bridge. Finally, he said: "It's too late, they are too close and they are all riding horses. Even if we lose the coffin, we

You can’t escape either.”

Then he turned around and ordered: "Give me my order, no retreat. Everyone should form an array by the bridge. Don't light torches, just line up in two rows!"

Everyone looked over, with many expressions of confusion and suspicion in their eyes. Even with the reinforcements brought by Uncle Gong, there were only one hundred, fifty or sixty of them.

"What are you going to do!" Liu Yu asked with a frown.

"Soldiers of Linyinbao, execute the order!" Wang Jian said forcefully: "Now that I am the lord of Heyang, whoever disobeys the order will engage in military law!"

As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers moved as required, but they still hesitated. Most of their eyes were focused on the young new Marquis.

"You'd better know what you're doing." Liu Yu sighed and stopped by the river without following the order.

Wang Jian looked at the dimness of the sky in the distance, and soon saw many firelights densely cutting through the darkness of dawn, rushing towards the river like a swarm of jumping fireflies. As more and more torches came out of the forest, at this time the bridgehead

Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, because there were far more than the four or five hundred people the scouts said, but at least seven or eight hundred people. They quickly swarmed towards the bridge.

Wang Jian heard the heavy breathing and swallowing sounds of the soldiers behind him.
Chapter completed!