Chapter 5 The Poor and the Strong
The corpse was discarded into the river, Cao Hong's iron armor and the rest of the intact leather armor were left, and there were three horses, seven ring knives, the Han sword used by Tao Qian was a good thing, and Jiang Jin's ring knife was easily broken out, and the bronze sword lattice was wrapped with red thread under the handle, even if the sword body appeared a collapse, it was a good weapon, and it was placed on horseback by Yanbei as a trophy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The armor was divided, and the weapons damaged in this battle were replaced, and Cao Hong's iron armor was now worn on Jiang Jin, who was the first to jump into the car formation...... Yanbei knows very well that he wants to take this group of reckless brothers to do a big thing, these things outside his body are not important to him, the most important thing is that these brothers around him who dare to fight and dare to fight and die for him are in line with the hearts of the brothers, and he will have everything in the future.
Back then, he relied on more than 30 old yellow scarves to break out of the family business for the Yan family from scratch in Youzhou, and now he has abandoned his brother to avenge his brother, and everything has returned to the original point.
But as long as he has someone on his hands, he has the courage to start over.
This time, someone can let him go to the run, as long as there is money to let him go up and down, the starting point will be eight feet higher than before!
A group of people walked into the forest with Tao Qian's luggage, cart and horse, and Yan Bei led people out of the forest to eliminate their tracks, and arranged a suspicious array to make them flee south and downstream.
Jiang Jin was overjoyed to get a set of iron armor, when the yellow scarf had such a set of iron armor, how to say that it was a big man like Xiao Fang Qu Shuai, Xiao Fang Qu Shuai, that was a big man with ten thousand armies under the seat of General Tiangong! Looking at the envious gaze of a group of brothers looking at him, damn, Jiang Jin simply felt that this feeling was better than being an immortal!
Or follow Yan Erlang to have a head!
"What a obscurity!"
Wang Yi kicked over a big box with some annoyance, sat on the boulder in the forest and sharpened the ring knife angrily, looking at the questioning eyes of his comrades, Wang Yi gasped and said: "Damn, Lao Tzu has been fighting for life and death for a long time, not to mention that the knife is curled, I just chose the war profit, didn't I pick a ring knife?" ā
Jiang Jin, who was beaming next to him, was showing off his armor with a few Yellow Turban Soldiers, turned his head and asked with a smile: "Yes, didn't you pick a ring knife, it looks good." ā
"It's good, I don't know which one didn't cut at people just now, the net splitting knife is on, look at this knife, how to use it!" Watching Wang Yi scolding and scolding, Jiang Jin approached and picked up his ring knife to take a look, leaning forward and leaning back with a smile on the spot, and the iron armor on his body fluttered, "You knife, it's amazing!" ā
Wang Yi's ring knife is indeed in good condition, the problem is that I don't know who is close to the handle of the knife, I don't know who made a strong cut, a big gap in the connection between the handle and the blade, how to use this knife?
If there is a gap in the blade, it is enough to sharpen it, but the gap appears in the handle of the knife, and the place where it is difficult to sharpen is so thin, the knife can't help but chop.
"Don't tell me, Lao Tzu will use the two knives to save his life in the future, don't think about looking for me." Jiang Jin didn't have much to mention, so he immediately stretched out his hand to protect the two ring knives hanging on his waist, and while the thief smiled and carried Wang Yi's knife and hurriedly stuck it in front of him and said, "You just use this thing, haha." ā
"What's wrong?"
At this moment, Yan Bei, who went out to arrange the suspicious array before, led a few brothers to pull away the fluffy grass in the forest, and saw a group of brothers leaning forward and leaning back with a smile, Wang Yi blushed alone, thinking that Jiang Jin was teasing Wang Yi, walked over with a smile and looked left and right, and said to Jiang Jin: "Old Jiang, with an iron scarf, untie the yellow scarf, the world is not like that now, and now people see the yellow scarf, and they will report to the official." ā
Obviously, Yan Bei's prestige in a group of yellow turban old pawns did not decline with the loss of his family business, but became more and more prosperous, just took them to kill a group of Danyang soldiers with the same number of yellow turban men, which made him even more powerful, even Jiang Jin, who was just mighty in all directions, did not dare to talk back, and immediately took off the yellow scarf on his forehead and folded it twice into his chest, and then said to Yan Bei with some flattery: "Erlang, look at Wang Yi's knife, he picked it himself, but I didn't tease him!" ā
Yan Bei took out the ring knife inserted in front of Wang Yi and held it in his hand to look left and right, only to feel that the ring knife was in good condition, and he didn't see anything abnormal, so he looked at the left and right in puzzlement, and waved the knife twice before he felt that the hand felt wrong.
When he opened the handle of the knife and looked at it, he smiled on his face, and threw the ring knife aside casually.
Seeing this, Wang Yi hurriedly rushed out with the trajectory of the ring knife's flight, "Erlang, what are you doing, I'll just use this knife." ā
"Don't pick it up, come back!" Yan Bei said as he untied the saber from his waist and stuffed it into Wang Yi's arms who turned around, "You can't use that knife if you pick it up." ā
Wang Yi took the ring knife and was stunned, and looked left and right, "No, Erlang, you just have this knife...... Give me what do you use? ā
"Haha, that's good, that's good." Jiang Jin stepped over and patted the iron armor on his body, and smiled at Wang Yi: "With our brother here, what you should be more worried about is whether Erlang will have a chance to fight in the future!" ā
Yan Bei smiled, disappreciated, pointed to the Han sword sealed in the sheath on the horse's back and said, "It's okay, I still have that sword, huh...... What is that? ā
Attracted by the frolic of a few people before, Yan Bei looked around at this time, saw the box that had been kicked and lifted on the ground, and walked over as quickly as if he had won a treasure.
"It's ...... Book? Yan Bei picked up a roll of bamboo slips, looked at the small characters on it, threw this roll and looked at that roll in a blink of an eye, lifted the box and rummaged through it, there were dozens of rolls of wooden slips, and hurriedly pointed to the rest of the boxes and shouted: "Open it quickly, open the box quickly!" ā
Jiang Jin was also anxious, but his face was more annoyed, he ran away two steps to open a box, and when he saw that it was a roll of bamboo slips, he angrily overturned the box, pointed to the other boxes and shouted: "Open and open, all opened, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that Tao Qian Lao'er and a martial artist are all books!" ā
Everyone went to open the box with all hands and feet, and lifted the entourage of Tao Qian and his entourage upside down, one box was clothing, four boxes were scrolls, and two boxes were put in a suit of iron armor and a well-forged ring knife and bow and arrow...... There was only a small box in a large box with a few pieces of jade and five pieces of gold cakes.
It's a big disappointment.
"Phew!" Jiang Jin scolded and spat, "His mother's Tao Qian was a stabbing history, and he didn't kill less people when he joined the army, where did he squander those rewards!" ā
Not only Jiang Jin, Wang Yi and others, but also the rest of the old Yellow Turban Department were also disappointed, they are not grass cowards who have never seen money, when they followed Yanbei to sell horses in Northern Xinjiang and Jizhou, but they really saw people with big money, don't look down-and-out when they are the richest, which has a few pieces of gold cakes on their bodies, and they change hands for tens of thousands of dollars.
Last year, soldiers were recruited from all over the country, and a war horse was four or five gold cakes, and their gang entered the Wuhuan territory once a year, and a horse in their hands could be regarded as a lot of money, and there was no profit!
I thought that Tao Qian would have a few hundred gold with seven big boxes, how do you know how much gold it is, even if you change those jade pieces, it will be less than twenty gold, and then you will be able to share a few thousand dollars?
A few thousand dollars in the hands of ordinary people is a lot of money, enough for a year and a half, but in the hands of these outlaws who have no tomorrow?
Don't let them enter the big city, enter the bustling Youzhou Jixian, Jizhou Yecheng, Handan and the like, within three nights, it will definitely be cleaner than the horse's buttocks!
"Okay, these pieces of gold cakes are not in good condition, the brothers divided them and kept them for use on the road, as for the jade, no one should fight that idea, we have to sell this thing to Wuhuan for some money, and go to Jizhou to join Brother Wang Yi's promotion, whether our brothers are registered or not, in the future, it is indispensable to trouble people to help with the upper and lower points." Yan Bei's mood was different from others, and he said while re-threading and dressing the book that Jiang Jin had kicked away: "Tao Qian is here with the most valuable things!" ā
"Erlang, are you crazy? What is the value of those broken books, do you sell them to the Wuhuan people and they are literate? Jiang Jin said disdainfully: "Even if you stay, you don't know how to read, this thing is useless except for burning the fire at night!" ā
"Don't worry so much, listen to me, the brothers have packed all the books, Tao Qian didn't have much in one box, and the two boxes of books were enough, to help the handle." Yan Bei put on the books, moved all these bamboo slips into a box, and finally filled two boxes full of books, then pointed to the iron armor and said: "Wang Yi fought bravely just now, and he is not worse than Jiang Jin, so this iron armor is Wang Yi's." Jiang Jin, don't be stunned, give your knife to other brothers. ā
As he spoke, Yan Bei took out the precision forging ring knife that originally belonged to Tao Qian from the box, and suddenly pulled out a cold light, and he loved the treasure knife so much that he only glanced at it and stopped being nostalgic, closed the scabbard and threw it at Jiang Jin.
"It's yours!"
Yan Bei patted the bow and arrow, hung it in his horse's hip sac and said: "Our bow skills are not good enough, this thing will be left with me first, pack up the things, leave a carriage to pull the book, set fire to everything else, let's go!" ā
The raging flames burned the clothes and the chariots, and the flames reflected Yan Bei's ambitious face in the sky, red.
"Erlang, why don't you really burn these books? We are illiterate, and we have to get a carriage with such a heavy ......" Jiang Jin had a blade of grass in his mouth, held his helmet and looked at the fire and said: "It's too slow, once you chase the soldiers again, it will be troublesome." ā
Yan Bei's eyes were firm, he shook his head slightly, and turned over on his horse.
"Enough suspicions are set, and the pursuers will not find us. As for these books...... If you don't know how to read, you will have the opportunity to learn. ā
"Listen to you." Jiang Jin, who distributed the war profits under the auspices of Yanbei and got a pair of iron armor and treasure knives, smiled and got on the horse, at this time he would not contradict Yanbei, pointed to a yellow turban brother who was born as a coachman and ordered him to operate the carriage, turned his head and smiled at Wang Yi and said: "Erlang still doesn't accept his fate!" ā
"Resigned?"
Yan Bei, who was riding a horse and leaving, smiled.
Chanting that the prince will have a kind of Chen Sheng, who has a kind of Xiangning, accepted his fate?
Did Ban Dingyuan, who was looking for a marquis eight thousand miles away, accept his fate?
Chen Tang and Emperor Xiaowu, who committed my Han Tianwei, accepted their fate?
The sky that resounded all over the world three years ago is dead, and the yellow sky is standing, have they accepted their fate?
"Have you ever seen a real man bow his head and accept his fate?"
With Yanbei's bold long smile, the eighteen riders accompanied the carriage and horse to bring up the vast smoke and dust, all the way north.