More than 100 miles a day. On the third day, Mi Hong came out of Sishui and came to the caravan. This was to show his identity. Xuzhou Mi family caravans, brothers from the three mountains and five mountains, and heroes from the two routes of water and drought all had to give him some face.

The shopkeeper of the Mi family muttered behind him: "Our general has a few people, even if he brings one hundred cavalry."

Mi Hong sighed and said, "The general has difficulties. The general doesn't want to have a quarrel with Yuan Shao, so it's not convenient to lead the army. But you don't have to worry. Cao Cao once said that our general can stand up to a hundred thousand troops alone."

There were few people and the road was fast. Within two days, Mi Hong led everyone to Jinan County.

The old Yellow River path has fertile soil, the weeds in the ground have begun to turn green, and the people along the road are also ragged, most of them are turned over by manpower, and some five or six people pull a plowshare, making life difficult.

Mi Hong said: "We will reach Qinjiabao more than twenty miles in front. Although Qin Sandao is the owner of the manor, there are three or four thousand people in the manor and six or seven hundred people."

Lu Bu nodded to show that he understood that those who survived in this troubled times were absolutely powerful. A Zhuangzi of three or four thousand people had at least two thousand strong men when he mobilized them. Of course, these strong men seemed unworthy in Lu Bu's eyes.

Mi Hong found a familiar inn, everyone had a good meal and was about to start a big battle.

Lu Bu arranged for Mi Hong and said: "You and the caravan members are responsible for following behind. You don't have to participate in the war, you just need to be responsible for driving the horse later."

"It's just that they have a lot of people, so the general has to act carefully."

"It's okay. I have my own arrangements to capture the thief and the king."

At the south gate of Qinjiabao, Lu Bu looked at the huge rammed earth farm. The scale was almost as large as a small county town. The walls of the village were two meters high, no wonder the county magistrate was unwilling to interfere with this matter.

Seeing that the visitor was not embarrassed, Zhuangzi closed the village gate long ago, and the strong men went up to the city wall to defend.

The man was under the banner of the Mi Family Trading Company. The group lined up and Cao Xing came out to shout: "Listen Qin Sandao inside, listen, come out to answer."

There was a scattered chaos in the village. After a while, the gate of the village opened wide. A big horse flew out first, and a man was sitting upright, holding a big knife. There were hundreds of horse riding horses behind him, all kinds of weapons. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, it was not surprising that the wealthy and powerful had troops at all.

Qin Sandao is not young anymore, older than Lu Bu, and is at least in his forties.

The generals next to them are all young players in their twenties, and they all have guns and knives.

Mi Hong was so angry that he was so angry that he was furious.

"The horses they rode were trafficking in the caravan."

At this time, Cao Xing had already started talking to Qin Sandao.

"Old guy, I don't know how to live or die. I'll give back the horses and goods and spare you, otherwise today will be your worship day next year."

Qin Sandao curled his lips: "It is impossible for me to spit out what I ate. Since I have come, I will gesture."

A boy holding a gun next to Qin Sandao shouted: "Dad, I'll go and deal with this boy."

This kid is quite arrogant. His name is Qin Zhong, the second son of the owner of the manor Qin Sandao, so he floated very much. He flew out and rushed straight to Cao Xing with a spear in his hand.

If Lu Bu hadn't made the arrangement, this kid would have had a hole in his neck long ago.

Cao Xing urged him to go forward and fight with a spear. However, Cao Xing shot the young general's spear with one shot, grabbed it, and pulled it back.

Qin Sandao was shocked. Why is this caravan so powerful?

When Qin Sandao's third son Uncle Qin saw that his second brother was caught, it was worth it. He immediately urged him to go forward and said, "Let me go down."

The third brother used a mace, and those who used it were all powerful people.

When Feng Xiong saw that it was time to make a contribution, he flew out his big sword and slashed his forehead.

When Uncle Qin saw that it was fierce, he quickly raised his mace to parry. However, Feng Xiong did not expect that he would use fraud. Suddenly, the blade shredded his fingers on the mace.

Uncle Qin had poor practical experience and had to let go and throw the mace.

Feng Xiong shook the horse rope and pulled Uncle Qin off the horse's back, dragged it back to the formation.

Qin Sandao was stunned. One son didn't feel sorry for him, and the two sons were going to be dead.

He urged the horse to go up. Unlike his two sons, he made great contributions in the Battle of the Yellow Turbans, and he sat down with the horseshoe and killed more than a hundred people.

Experts know if there is any one at the right time, and Huaji was going to go up there.

Lu Bu felt that he might not be able to win easily, so he sat down and passed by with a whizz.

Huaji's eyes were dazzled: "What happened just now?"

"The lord is over."

Looking at the battlefield again, Qin Sandao suddenly felt that the person was too powerful, including the Red Horse and Fang Tian Painting Ji. I felt that this outfit was a bit familiar.

When the big knife in his hand touched the Huaji, he suddenly felt that Hukou Zhen had cracked and the big knife was out of hand. Then Fang Tian Huaji stabbed over with the breath of death, trying to avoid it, but he was already covered by the Huaji and had no way to escape. Qin Sandao only felt his whole body tightening. The Huaji happened to be on the cowhide armor. Qin Sandao was dragged to the ground by the Huaji and dragged it back.

Lu Bu ordered: "Tie."

Qin Sandao, Qin Zhong and Qin Uncle were tied up and knelt on the ground.

The guard of the caravan next to him acted as the knife and axe driver, and Uncle Qin cried: "Your knife is full of rust and there are gaps. This is a saw."

The knife and axe spit on the knife, rubbed the sleeves, and the more you wiped it, the more you wiped it, the more you lost it.

Hundreds of farms had no heads and no idea, who dared to rush forward?

Cao Xing shouted, "Whoever dares to rush forward? Have you seen the banner of your Zhuangzi?"

The bow was bent like the moon, and the arrow hit the big flag with a whoosh. The big flag fell in response to the sound.

The shopkeeper was shocked. The arrow was so fierce, not to mention that the Zhuangzi family of three was still caught and was about to be cut off, and no one rushed to rescue him.

Qin Sandao shouted: "Master Mi, Master Mi, I'm convinced, let me go."

Mi Hong sneered: "It's too late to say this now. I told you that this is Wen Hou's horse."

Qin Sandao woke up from a dream, no wonder he was dealing with the children.

"Wenhou, you have a lot of lords, so you can release the three of us father and son. I will send the horses and goods back immediately when I go back."

Lu Bu glanced at him and ignored him.

At this time, a white-haired man in his sixties came out and knelt on the ground with a few people.

"Old Qin Family Fort, Qin Taigong, I am not strict in discipline. I also ask the hero to forgive me. Horses and goods will be delivered immediately."

This is Qin Sandao's father. This old guy is very smart. He saw that he took hostages and wanted goods. If he really wanted to kill someone, he would take action on the battlefield.

Six hundred Hun horses gathered together, and most of the cowhide and sheepskin were collected back, and some of them had been divided privately. The old man ordered people to take 1,000 taels of silver as compensation.

Lu Bu was not polite either, and waved his hand to ask Mi Hong to count the number.
Chapter completed!