It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Zhao Long also put a lot of effort into marrying Zhou Yuru.

Zhou Yuru refused to marry Zhao Long until her death. In the end, Zhou Shu knocked Zhou Yuru unconscious, and she was carried into the bridal sedan amid music and dance.

Zhao Long didn't care how the person got on the sedan chair. As long as the person was still alive, as long as he, Zhao Long, was in his hands, he was nothing more than a toy.

Zhao Long didn't even call him father. He clasped his fists towards Zhou Shu and turned around and left with his men.

Zhou Shu had a big smile on his face as he watched Zhao Long go away.

The people around him were talking a lot.

"How can you marry off your daughter? Isn't this just giving your daughter to bandits for nothing?"

"Yes, our county lord is really incompetent."

"I don't think Wanxian will become like Tengxian in the future."

"Are you from Teng County?"

“Teng County is really miserable.”

The people all looked worried.

Zhao Long played the drums and music for a while, and then stopped.

"You stay and drive the carriage slowly. These dowries have to be protected. If you miss a copper coin, I will chop off your heads." Zhao Long ordered some people sternly.

"I'm going to take my bride back first."

"Hurry to enter the bridal chamber."

Zhao Long laughed a few times, then pulled Zhou Yuru out of the Hongluan carriage and put her on his horse.

Then he took most of the soldiers and rode towards Teng County.

In order to marry this young lady, he rushed from Teng County to Wan County before dawn. Unexpectedly, the young lady was still unwilling to marry him after all the trouble.

The auspicious time for the wedding was delayed.

Who cares about whether the time is auspicious or not, as long as we can have our wedding night tonight.

As the sun was setting, fortunately, we would be able to run back to Teng County in just over an hour.

But at this moment, the way ahead was blocked by someone.

"Boss, there is a group of people blocking our way." The scout running in the front turned his horse around and said.

Zhao Long frowned and was in a bad mood. Zhou Yuru was originally unwilling to marry him, which made him lose all patience.

He thought of having a hasty wedding ceremony and then taming this delicate woman.

Now I encounter someone blocking my way again.

Haven't all the bandits on Niutou Mountain been wiped out by Lu Xingchen? Why are there still people stopping them?

"Who is that person in front?" Zhao Long asked.

"They don't look like bandits, but more like government soldiers." The scout answered hesitantly.

Zhao Long was moody and would kill people at will. Even when answering questions normally, the soldiers had to be extremely cautious.

"Officers and soldiers..." Zhao Long frowned and showed an incredible expression.

"Why are there soldiers on the road from Wanxian to Tengxian?"

"Sixth Brother, look after your sister-in-law." Zhao Long grabbed Zhou Yuru and threw her to the Sixth Brother.

The Sixth Boss agreed, reached out to catch Zhou Yuru and placed her behind him.

Zhao Long strode to the front.

Soon, he saw a familiar face.

Originally, Wei Hu and Zhang Fan planned to use trip pits and trip ropes, so that they could at least consume 30% of the opponent's strength in the fastest time.

But when I think about it, horses are so expensive nowadays that one horse is even more expensive than ten people.

In the end, Wei Hu and Zhang Fan decided not to use the lasso in order to preserve the war horses.

"Wei Hu..." Zhao Long had a deep memory of the person who showed kindness to him and gave him silver.

"Lord Zhao..." Wei Hu clasped his fists and saluted Zhao Long.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Long asked, reining in his horse.

He would not be so stupid as to think that Wei Hu would stand here for no reason, and he brought so many people with him.

He could clearly feel the murderous aura from the other party.

"Of course it's for our young lady." Wei Hu looked at Zhao Long and said.

Zhao Long showed an incredible expression, "Your young lady? What do you mean?"

"County Magistrate Zhao really has a bad memory. The last time we visited you, we told you that our county magistrate fell in love with Miss Zhou Er at first sight and couldn't forget her..." Wei Hu said.

"You forced Zhou Shu to marry his second daughter to you."

"You are taking away someone's love. How can this be tolerated?"

Zhang Fan looked at Wei Hu with a surprised expression. This taciturn guy usually doesn't talk, but when he does, he can be very eloquent.

"Bullshit, Zhou Shu betrothed Miss Zhou Er to me first, and then let her go on a blind date with your young master. Is there a first come first served principle?" Zhao Long said angrily.

"Things that our county magistrate likes should not be taken away by others. County Magistrate Zhao will let you pass through this place if you hand over Miss Zhou Er. If you don't hand her over, don't blame me for being rude." Wei Hu turned the big knife in his hand horizontally.

"I have never suffered such humiliation. My woman can be taken away by others." Zhao Long said, holding the two hammers tightly in his hands.

"Well... you and I will fight alone. If I lose and die under your hammers, then you can take Miss Zhou Er away and return to your Teng County to hold your wedding and spend the bridal chamber with her."

"But if you lose, then you have to stay Miss Tuesday."

“I did this to avoid harming innocent people.”

"Okay, it's a deal." Zhao Long raised the sledgehammer in his hand and glared at Wei Hu.

"Let me do it." Zhang Fan said, "You are not as good as me if you fight alone."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he spurred his horse and rushed forward.

Zhao Long didn't expect that these two people had no martial ethics and were making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.

He raised his two hammers, turned his horse's head and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

"Be careful. I can't beat you normally because I let you go." Wei Hu didn't expect Zhang Fan to be faster than him, and shouted from behind.

"If I kill you, does that count as a victory? The agreement we made just now cannot be invalidated." Zhao Long shouted as he rushed towards Zhang Fan.

"I am also a six-foot-tall man. My words are my bond. If you win, I will let you take your wife home, but if you lose, the woman will stay here." Zhang Fan also yelled at Zhao Long.

The two horses ran past each other at full speed, and the double hammers and broadswords collided head-on, making a clanging sound.

In a flash, the two horses exchanged positions.

Zhang Fan didn't expect that Zhao Long's arms were so powerful that his sword almost slipped out of his hands and his hands were numb.

Zhao Long laughed out loud.

When masters fight each other, they can tell the strength of their opponent with just one move.

Zhao Long clenched his two hammers tightly, without feeling any numbness in his arms. In the first comparison of strength, he defeated Zhang Fan.

"Look, I'm going to take your head." Zhao Long turned his horse's head and rushed towards Zhang Fan, waving his two hammers.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, roared, held the sword across his front, and chopped straight at Zhao Long.

When the two horses met, Zhao Long raised the sledgehammer in his right hand to block Zhang Fan's chopping knife, and then used the sledgehammer in his left hand to hit Zhang Fan's right shoulder.

Zhao Long held the hammer in one hand, and Zhang Fan held the sword in both hands, trying to crush him, but he didn't expect that the hammer had already hit his right shoulder.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to raise his knife and use the handle to block the attack from Zhao Long's sledgehammer.