Nightwatcher Chapter 191: Kill the enemy
It is recorded in the Geographical History of Dafeng that Yunzhou is 60,000 miles in length and breadth. It is rich in products, such as agricultural mulberry, porcelain, herbs and so on. Before Emperor Wuzong's rise to power, Yunzhou was ranked in the top five in Dafeng.
The official road stretches, winding to the horizon, with black soil fields on both sides, and rolling mountains in the distance.
Not long after the sun rose, the low temperature of last night remained in the air, and a team of more than 100 people slowly moved forward on the official road.
The sound of horseshoes "da da" is mixed with wheels and wheels.
"In the early years of Yuanjing, the total population of Yunzhou reached 5 million. After that, the yellow book was made up every ten years, and the population gradually decreased. In the 30th year of Yuanjing, the population of Yunzhou was more than 3.5 million. It is the 36th year of Yuanjing, and four more years will be the year of rebuilding the Yellow Book. I wonder how many people are left in Yunzhou?"
Governor Zhang opened the curtain and said with emotion.
The population shrinkage of 1.5 million in 30 years is very scary, and the real population reduction will only be more than this. Because Yunzhou has fertile land, there is no need to consider famine if there is no natural disaster.
In other words, the population can grow steadily in 30 years of normal reproduction.
.... From 5 million to 3.5 million, it is not a simple subtraction. The actual reduction of the population is at least doubled.... Xu Qi'an screamed: "What the **** place."
Governor Zhang glanced at him, and continued: "This loss of population is due to taxation, abandoning fields and becoming migrants, or entering the city to make a living, or falling into the grass. These people don’t remember. It’s in the yellow book.
"The banditry is serious, burning, killing, looting, and even worse. Sometimes in order to supplement labor, the cottage bandits will take the initiative to go down the mountain to rob the people. Oh, of course the mountain bandits are not in the yellow list."
Xu Qi'an looked into the distance silently, listening to Governor Zhang's words in his ear, analyzing in his heart.
.... There were 5 million people in Yuanjing's first year. When Yuanjing was ten years old, the population was still shrinking. By Yuanjing's 30th year, there were 1.5 million people, and the number is really even more. .... Yunzhou has changed rapidly in the past twenty years, and it is the beginning of Emperor Yuanjing's cultivation....
Because Emperor Dafeng is obsessed with cultivating the Taoism, he feels there is an opportunity for the witch **** sect? The Witch God Sect has been conspiring for more than 20 years and will never make a fuss. The kingdoms ruled by Dafeng and the Witch God Sect must have a battle.
Thinking about it, he tilted his head and almost fell asleep.
"You are not in a good state of mind." Governor Zhang looked at him and frowned, "What's wrong?"
The governor remembered that Xu Qi'an had come along this way, keeping himself safe and not lingering around the Jiaofang Secretary, so he should not be so exhausted.
Xu Qi'an turned his head and smiled bitterly at the governor's lord: "It's all right, I just became a master of time management."
This is the eighth day of his sleeplessness. There is sudden pain in his brain and blood vessels seem to burst. When eating this morning, he even had a slight hallucination, thinking that Xu Lingyin was snatching his meat buns.
The eyeballs are bloodshot, and the eye circles are black and blue. This reminds Xu Qi'an of living in the blessing society of 996, and occasionally experiencing a 007, which is so miserable.
"There are two days left. After these two days, I should be able to be promoted to the Divine Refining Realm. I can't let myself fall asleep, or I will fall short...how do I feel the heart beating so uncomfortable..."
Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, took off the water bag and poured it on his head, to stimulate the body and refresh the spirit.
....
A caravan of three hundred people is trekking along the official road, with flat carriages pulling goods, and under the tarps are silk, tea, porcelain and rouge gouache rich in Yunzhou.
There are some special products of Yunzhou, such as snake salivation inkstone and topaz.
The owner of the caravan is a man with a face full of flesh, named Zhao Long, who was also a famous hero in Yunzhou in his early years. He ate both black and white.
Too tired of licking blood, relying on the fame and personal connections he broke through in his early years, he started a caravan business.
He can always manage the cottages along the way, leave Yunzhou peacefully, distribute the goods to various places, and earn a lot of money.
After a long time, many businessmen are willing to spend a lot of money to join Zhao Long's caravan for peace.
Zhao Long's caravan has evolved into a half-commercial half-dart.
Yang Yingying was the one who hid in the shade under this big tree, but she left Yunzhou as a scattered person and spent twenty taels of silver asking the caravan for blessing.
After all, it is impossible for a weak woman like her to leave Yunzhou on her own, and she might be robbed by bandits on the official road one day and become the wife of the village.
With her appearance, it is more than enough to be a lady of pressure.
Yang Yingying was originally a woman from the Yunzhou Jiaofang Division. She was also an oiran when she was young. Later, she was fortunate enough to meet her beloved and ransom her for her. She was raised in the yard and became an outhouse.
After 30 this year, her appearance is not diminished, but her figure has become more plump, adding to the charm of a mature woman. She has bright apricot eyes, and her eyes are full when she looks at people.
Yang Yingying riding on horseback, aware of the fiery gazes of the guards around, couldn't help tightening the cloak tightly and burying his head lower.
At first glance, her hands are protecting her plump **** to avoid being desecrated by some guys' eyes. In fact, she is protecting an object in her arms.
It was this object that forced her to leave Yunzhou.
An **** officer looked at Yang Yingying's back with salivation. He was riding on a horseback, his skirt pressed against his body, and the tight buttocks profile was really attractive.
The strong **** caught his horse belly, caught up with Yang Yingying, grinned and said: "Beauty, play with the uncle at night. Uncle's money from this trip will go to you. Ten taels of silver."
Yang Yingying turned on deaf ears, did not respond or refused, he should not be the right person.
The Escort said a few more words, and when the beauty ignored him, he left in a curse.
Several escorts familiar with him laughed and ridiculed. But everyone has disappointment in their eyes. If this woman doesn't get in, they also have no chance.
The eyes of a few escorts with life on hand flashed fiercely. This kind of water spirit woman who traveled alone would have been eaten without bones if it hadn't met Boss Zhao.
Zhao Long in front of the caravan raised his hand and made a gesture, and the guards immediately drew out their weapons, as if they were approaching an enemy. But the knife is only half out of its sheath, which is an unwritten rule for darts.
Everyone is asking for money. Unless there is a big gap in strength between the two sides, they will not die. What's more, Boss Zhao has always had some thin noodles in the underworld, otherwise he would not eat this bowl of rice.
People number seven or eighty jumped out of the dense forests on both sides of the trail, with bright swords and spears, and more than twenty riders on the fork road, all of them strong and strong.
Zhao Long is a little puzzled. He has to walk this road several times a year. He knows which section of the road needs to be managed and which hill needs to be respected.
When did such a group of path-cutting bandits appear in this forest?...Zhao Long pressed his hand and signaled his **** to be safe and not irritable. He rode his horse forward for a short while and said loudly:
"Under Zhao Long, which way did my friends go before..."
Getting closer, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The bandits had military crossbows around their waists and standard long swords in their hands. These were all military equipment.
Zhao Long has heard that some big stockades are not short of munitions, sabers, crossbows and even fire guns, but they are all top bandit big stockades and should not be here.
....
"Ning Yan, you look like a sick man hollowed out by a woman." Song Tingfeng and Xu Qi'an went hand in hand, taking the opportunity to make fun of them.
Xu Qi'an glanced at him and said lightly: "I have a friend who asked me if I have any pills for Sitamon's aphrodisiac and kidney."
Song Tingfeng smiled stiffly.
"My friend is Zhu Guangxiao, Guangxiao, you have a fiancée, why bother so hard." Song Tingfeng threw the pot to Zhu Guangxiao.
Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him dullly, and felt unwilling, and retorted: "I am Lian Xiang Xiyu, you are too ugly to eat, every morning, the girl who accompanies you to bed can't get out of bed.
"You don't know about temperance yourself, and you have lost your body."
The Wufu is strong and energetic, but even the Bull Demon, who ploughs from night to morning every day, the days are long, and the blood will be lost.
"I'm great." Song Tingfeng was not convinced, and smiled proudly: "Only the girls from Jiaofangsi can cooperate with me as much as possible, even though they are also tired of parrying."
"Ting Feng..."
Song Tingfeng heard Xu Qi'an calling him, turned his head and looked over: "What are you doing?"
"It's not that you are great, but people can tolerate your insignificance."
"Go away."
Between laughing and scolding, Jiang Luzhong, who led the team, said solemnly: "There is a smell of blood ahead, everyone is ready."
Qang...The sound of the blades being unsheathed was uniform. Hu Benwei and the watchman drew out their sabers and took off the crossbow at the same time.
"Dash in!" Jiang Lu caught the horse's belly and rushed out.
The governor team instantly entered the marching state, extremely fast and methodical.
Ten minutes of marching, a dense forest appeared in front of him, and the wind brought a strong smell of blood.
As soon as we entered the dense forest, sharp arrows shot from both sides, attacking the dashing guards and Hu Benwei.
Jiang Luzhong raised his hand and pressed it down. Arrow rain hit the invisible wall of air and fell weakly.
He waved his hand, and said: "The tiger army, enter the forest and kill the enemy."
While speaking, Jiang Luzhong looked forward. There were hundreds of corpses on the official road, all blood stained on the ground. The horses were inevitable, and the cargo carried by this caravan was scattered all over the place.
He immediately analyzed the situation...because he smelled the smell of blood in advance and ordered the team to run. When the group of trail-cutting bandits heard the sound of horse hooves, it was too late to retreat, so they lay in ambush in the woods.
There was a fierce battle in the dense forest. Hu Benwei was one of the five guards in the capital~IndoMTL.com~ Although not as brave as the Forbidden Army, it was far better than the local army.
There is not much difference between the numbers of the two sides, the arrows and the blades are staggered, and there is a reciprocal exchange.
Jiang Luzhong was stunned, somewhat surprised, turned his head to look at Xu Qi'an: "Ning Yan, have you killed anyone?"
"Killed one, wounded one seriously." Xu Qi'an looked at the caravan with a dead body and reported the record casually.
Jiang Luzhong "chicks" a smile: "The kid who doesn't have all the hair."
People burst into laughter.
Except for Xu Qi'an, a rookie who has joined the watchdog for less than two months, everyone else is a warrior with many battles and kills without blinking.
Jiang Luzhong pointed to Lin Zi and said, "Go, practice hand skills, and kill at least ten."
Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and let out a sigh of relief: "Okay!"