Training Tai Sui

Qin Lang and two servants are patrolling the camp. All three of them are armed with long knives and crossbows on their backs. It is very reassuring to see that they are fully armed.

The wilderness is not safe at all these days. Although it is not far from Daxing City, and it is close to the official road, it is not surprising that there are murders and robberies.

The folk customs of the Great Sui Dynasty were tough, especially in the Northwest. This made the Great Sui Dynasty, and even the later Tang Dynasty, never fear any enemy in foreign wars, but it was the officials in charge of public security that made it difficult.

Qin Feng lowered his voice and asked: "Uncle Lang, how is the situation?"

Qin Lang glanced at Wu Sheng who was following behind Qin Feng, and said in a low voice, "At most two miles away from us, the two of them don't look like Turks, but they seem to be from the Western Regions. A fire behind a tree. Master, do you want to do it?"

There was a lot of hatred between the Sui Dynasty and the Turks, and there was basically no possibility of dispelling it. However, the relationship with the countries in the Western Regions was good, and Daxing City also had many businessmen from the Western Regions.

Qin Feng really wanted to do it himself, but when he saw Wan'er bouncing out of the tent and running towards this side happily, he dismissed the idea and ordered softly: "Uncle Lang, wait a little later, You personally lead people to capture those two people, remember to live."

Wu Sheng was a little puzzled and said: "Young Master Qin, let's just kill them. What's the use of keeping them? Is Young Master Qin still planning to send them to the government?"

Just kidding, the existence of Ying Yangwei is feared even by hundreds of officials, not to mention that the people behind him have ulterior motives, even if two ordinary people are killed, what is the identity of Ying Yangwei?

Qin Feng was a little speechless, but he still explained: "It's not that simple, there are so many of us, Uncle Lang and the others are equipped with knives and crossbows, how dare two people come to rob us?"

Wu Sheng is not an idiot either, it's just that he has been in Yingyangwei for a long time, and he didn't pay attention to these little thieves at all. At this moment, he immediately reacted and said vigilantly: "Young master Qin, what you mean is that they still have accomplices?"

"There must be, how many people are hard to say, but it is definitely more than ours." Qin Feng sighed, "The Qin Family Village is not far from Daxing City, as long as they are within ten miles of Daxing City, they will definitely not dare to do it again, but the opportunity... ..only tonight, do you understand?"

No matter how slow the convoy was, they would definitely be able to reach Daxing City tomorrow, so if someone had bad intentions, there was only one chance tonight.

Hearing this, Wu Sheng said nervously, "Since that's the case, why don't I send someone to ask His Highness for reinforcements?"

"It's too late, and they will definitely send someone to block the road leading to Daxing City."

Qin Feng looked back at the boundless darkness, and suddenly smiled: "Since some people think that I am a soft persimmon, let them try it!"

Chapter 93 Robbers

Bonfire, roast whole lamb, fine wine...

If no one is following behind, it will definitely be a very drunk night.

Most of the people in the motorcade thought so, but Qin Feng was not included among them. After finishing dinner rather dullly, when the thick darkness completely enveloped the world, Qin Feng carefully put the baby in his arms The two women moved away slightly, and then quietly walked out of the tent.

Guanzhong is very cold this season, not to mention that the ancient times were far colder than Qin Feng's previous life.The howling cold wind cut his face like a small knife, and Qin Feng couldn't help shivering.

There were rhythmic snoring sounds from the entire camp, as well as the children's dreaming. The heavy snow had stopped, but the heavy cloud still shrouded the top of the head, which made people feel a bit of depression inexplicably.

Pulling out a torch from the bonfire, Qin Feng walked straight to the small forest behind the official road.

"Master."

The two servants were standing outside the woods, watching the surrounding situation vigilantly.

Qin Feng nodded slightly and asked, "Is Uncle Lang back?"

It's midnight now, if everything goes well, Qin Lang should already be on his way back.

Jia Ding shook his head, but there was not much worry on his face. For Qin Lang's skills, they guys who have been practiced countless times have the most say.

Wu Sheng leaned against a big tree, and said with some resentment: "Young Master Qin, Ying Yangwei should do this kind of thing, make sure it is clean and neat, without leaving any traces. Otherwise, if those people are alarmed, they are likely to Desperate."

In Wu Sheng's eyes, this kind of kidnapping is no better than Yingyangwei, but Qin Feng didn't let them go, which is a humiliation to Yingyangwei as a whole.What's more, for a mere servant, it's okay if he is caught, but if he is not caught, the consequences will be very serious.

"Could it be that if you don't disturb them, they won't do it?" Qin Feng shook his head, strode into the woods, and said indifferently: "Haven't you noticed that this group of people came for us, and their There's only one chance tonight, and no matter what we do, they're not going to let this chance pass."

Wu Sheng didn't believe it, and opened his mouth to refute, but Qin Lang's voice came back.

"Master, we are back."

Wu Sheng didn't turn his head back and said: "It's good to come back safely. As long as people are fine, I will send people to find reinforcements after dawn. I think it is more than enough to come to a thousand households to deal with these miscellaneous fish... Hey!"

Amidst the heavy footsteps, Wu Sheng saw a few black figures coming out of the darkness, and two unlucky guys were placed in the center by them, with a rag stuffed in their mouths, making meaningless noises.

"Be honest! Or throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

Even though this is near Daxing City, there are many unnamed barren mountains, and the beasts in the mountains are even more numerous. Presumably, they would not mind having an extra delicious supper.

After meaningfully looking at the embarrassed Wu Sheng, Qin Feng asked the two of them, "Can you speak human language?"

"Puff...cough cough cough."

Wu Sheng almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva. He thought that Qin Feng would ask some profound questions, such as where did they come from, how many people there were, and why did they attack him, but what he never expected was that, Qin Feng actually asked such a question.

Is it not a human language to co-author the Western Region dialect?

Qin Lang reached out to remove the rag from one of the mouths, and said with a sneer, "Don't try to make trouble. No one will come to rescue you even if you shout your throat!"

"Cough cough..."

Qin Feng almost couldn't catch his breath. Qin Lang, who is usually so serious, can say such words.

However, the harvest of the two war horses is quite gratifying. You must know that these are horses from the Western Regions, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

The man gasped for a few breaths, then raised his head, looked at Qin Feng disdainfully, and said in that crappy Chinese: "I didn't expect the hunter to have his eyes pecked by an eagle one day. Don't try to get any news from me. It won't be long." , we will meet again, but I will be in the arms of Changshengtian, and you will go to hell!"

"Believe me, good luck will not appear every day like the halo on the grassland, and what awaits you will be endless killings."

Is this guy a poet from the Western Regions, or a philosopher?

Qin Feng had a toothache, and said to Qin Lang: "Uncle Lang, since they don't want to say it, let it go, leave it to Wu Sheng and the others, and you will watch from the sidelines, learn from Ying Yangwei's method, in case it will be used in the future ?”

"Ying Yangwei?"

The man from the Western Regions, who was still holding his head up high, turned pale with shock, and some dared not say anything: "Aren't you just a rich man from the countryside? Why is there Ying Yangwei?"

Ying Yangwei has a great reputation, and may even be more famous than the soldiers of the Sui Zheng'er Eight Classics.Because it is impossible for the Great Sui and the Turks to go to war every year, but there are many secret operations on both sides, and the number of back and forth confrontations is countless. It is said that Ying Yangwei is not much different from the god of death in the eyes of the people of the Western Regions.

Qin Lang sneered and said, "My young master was ordered by the emperor to go into the city. What do you think Ying Yangwei is here for?"

Wu Sheng finally came out of the embarrassment, walked in front of the two with big strides, stared at the bodies of the two with almost infatuated eyes for a moment, and then said: "I haven't done it myself for a long time since I followed Your Highness. I thought it was just a job to run errands, but I didn't expect to get a chance to practice my hands."

Reaching out his hand to caress the tops of the two people's heads, Wu Sheng seemed to be afraid of scaring them, and comforted them: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you die before I have fun."

"Brothers, bring the dick up!"

Under the horrified gazes of the two barbarians, two Ying Yangwei stepped out of the darkness with a fierce look.The footsteps were not fast, but the voice was very deep, step by step as if they were stepping on the apex of their hearts, and it seemed that a bloodthirsty demon was laughing ferociously.

The two bundles were thrown in front of the barbarian, and all kinds of tools were scattered inside. Wu Sheng picked up one to look at, and stared at the other, as if he was considering which one to use first.

Qin Feng shook his head, not wanting to see the bloody scene, so he walked to the side of the official road, staring at the somewhat dim bonfire in a daze.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, but Qin Feng didn't turn his head. He didn't believe that someone could approach him without alarming Qin Lang.