Chapter 8: Betrothal

Chapter 8: Betrothal

Chapter 8: Betrothal
Four Mongolian soldiers rode their horses towards Shao Quanzhong, getting closer and closer.

At a distance of more than ten steps, the Mongolian soldiers' beards were clearly visible, and the cold light of their scimitars was dazzling.

Shao Quanzhong suddenly whistled in a strange way. The four Mongolian horses were startled and suddenly stopped running and braked suddenly.

The two Mongolian soldiers were caught off guard and fell off their horses, their life or death unknown.

The other two were good horsemen. They held the horses' necks tightly, turned the horses around, and shouted something in Mongolian to Shao Quanzhong.

Perhaps the other party mistook him for a Mongolian who knew a lot about horses and made some tentative remarks.

Shao Quanzhong didn't understand at all. He took two quick steps, jumped onto a Mongolian horse, crouched down, held the oxtail knife horizontally in his hand, and rushed towards a Mongolian soldier.

The Mongolian soldier was training his horse which had suddenly become unruly, and did not expect Shao Quanzhong to rush towards him.

When Shao Quanzhong passed by him, the oxtail knife he extended slashed through the Mongolian soldier's body, and a stream of blood spurted all over Shao Quanzhong.

The Mongolian soldier fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.

The opponent knew more about horses than a Mongolian like me. The move he used to kill me was actually the most standard Mongolian Hussar charge sword technique. However, he didn't seem to understand Mongolian...

Shao Quanzhong charged forward and killed one man, then turned around and rushed towards the only Mongolian soldier still on horseback.

The Mongolian soldier had already calmed his horse. Fearing that Shao Quanzhong would repeat his old tricks, he muttered a few words into his horse's ear, then charged at Shao Quanzhong with a scimitar in hand.

The Mongolian soldier slashed at Shao Quanzhong with a knife, but Shao Quanzhong suddenly disappeared from the horse, instantly flipped up from under the horse's belly, mounted the horse from the other side, and slashed back with a knife.

The Mongolian soldier swung his sword at nothing, but was stabbed in the back and fell off his horse.

Shao Quanzhong jumped off his horse, out of breath, and blood dripped from the oxtail knife onto the ground.

"it is good!"

I heard Tian Xing's applause.

"I didn't expect that you, Brother Shao, are so proficient in horse fighting even though you don't practice martial arts. Could it be that you were a horse bandit for many years in your previous life?"

The horsemanship skills that Shao Quanzhong just displayed were even more advanced than those of the Mongolian soldiers. It would have been impossible to achieve such a level without more than ten years of hard training.

How old is Shao Quanzhong? He was not born in Mongolia. This must be a gift from heaven, a star descended to earth.

He just killed two people without changing his expression and looked indifferent. This is definitely not something a twenty-year-old constable can do.

Shao Quanzhong remained silent. He did not refute the bandits' statement. He just muttered, "I later served in the government army and beat the Mongolian bandits to pieces."

Tian Xing was stunned. Brother Shao had tacitly acknowledged that he was a reincarnated hero, so he had made the right decision to vote for him.

"Have you ever destroyed the Mongols? Could it be that, Brother Shao, you are the reincarnation of General Lan Yu?"

Shao Quanzhong curled his lips and said, "Lan Yu is good at fighting, but he doesn't understand human nature. He is obviously a loser."

This was a very big statement, and it was only because Tian Xing understood his background that he felt it was natural for him to say it.

Brother Shao is a better fighter than I thought, so why does he need me to protect him secretly? Since he has become the prime minister, he might as well surrender to him directly.

Tian Xing clasped his fists towards Shao Quanzhong and said, "I failed in my attack on the Tartar emperor in Shunyi, and then I realized that what Brother Shao said was right. To accomplish great things, we must control the regular army.

Now, the bandit Tianxing is gone, and only Tian Xing, a righteous man in the martial arts world, remains. Tian is willing to follow in the footsteps of Brother Shao and help him achieve great things. I hope the lord will take him in. "

It looked very funny for a famous hero to join Shao Quanzhong, a mere constable.

However, Shao Quanzhong didn't seem to be under any pressure at all, and looked at Tian Xing with a half-smile.

"Brother Tian, ​​I welcome you to join me, but let's be clear, you can't persuade me to rebel.

I may have to fight against the Taiping Army and the Nian Rebellion in the future. How will you cope with it then?"

Tian Xing smiled slightly and said, "Since I have surrendered to the lord, I will naturally obey him in everything.

I will try my best to persuade those friends in the rebel army to join you, and if they really don't know how to appreciate it, I will beat them up without hesitation."

"We have an agreement."

The two men shook hands and swore an oath, and Shao Quanzhong finally had a second reliable brother.

The reason why Tian Xing did not directly join the Taiping Army and preferred to be a lone bandit was because he knew them too well.

He also felt that those people who were constantly fighting among themselves before they even conquered the world would never achieve anything, but they simply had no other choice before.

Tian Xing had listened to countless storytellings and understood Shao Quanzhong's thoughts.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been almost no successful rebellious armies.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were no match, Huang Chao was no match, and Li Zicheng was no match. Those who gained power in troubled times were ultimately warlords with their own troops.

For example, Cao Cao, Sima Yi, Li Yuan, and Zhao Kuangyin.

It doesn’t matter who becomes emperor; the Tartars will definitely rebel.

What I learned from my interactions with Shao Quanzhong is that he is by no means a true loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty. If he has the opportunity to rise in the future, he will most likely become Cao Cao.

If the powerful officials do not rebel, they will lose their heads. Tian Xing understands this, and someone as smart as Master Shao certainly understands this too.

What Tian Xing was thinking was, there is absolutely no problem in not persuading you to rebel.

However, by then, if your subordinates have the same military power as Zeng the Barber, and the imperial court is wary of them, then you can't blame me if others put a yellow robe on you. Then won't the Han people have the world?

"Lord——"

"Don't call me Lord. I don't want to be the emperor. You should just call me Brother Shao.

Now that we are family, I will tell you the truth.

I would like to achieve hegemony and become a founding monarch. Unfortunately, I was born in the wrong year, and there may not be an emperor in this world in the future.

The world trend cannot be stopped by me alone, so we will just go as far as we can.

We are brothers of one mind, and I have the confidence to make all the brothers who follow me prosperous and wealthy."

Tian Xing actually didn't care much about his own wealth and glory, but Shao Quanzhong's words made him scratch his head.

What would the world be like without an emperor?
"By the way, Brother Shao, let me introduce you.

This is Master Dong Haichuan's disciple Haiqing, who is a master of Baguaquan and has learned 70% of Master Dong's true teachings. He wants to come with me to join you."

Hai Qing had just tied up two wounded Mongolian soldiers who had fallen to the ground, and was handing over the matter to the headman of the town who had suddenly appeared after seeing the soldiers being killed.

Hearing Tian Da Xia calling him, he ran over and clasped his fists towards Shao Quanzhong, "I am willing to follow you two brothers to do great things together!"

Anyone who can win Tian Xing's favor must have good character and skills. Shao Quanzhong didn't care about Hai Qing's eunuch identity at all, and pulled him, "Brother Tian and Zhang Siwen and I have sworn brotherhood, now let's talk about age."

The two men kowtowed to the north on the spot. Haiqing was younger than Shao Quanzhong and older than Zhang Siwen, so Haiqing became the third oldest.

"Second brother, this was found on those Mongolian soldiers just now."

Hai Qing took out a handful of gold hairpins, bracelets and other items, most of which were covered in blood.

Shao Quanzhong waved his hand and said, "Whatever you find is yours. We are brothers, so you don't have to give it to me."

Haiqing was good at martial arts and loyal, but he was greedy for money and liked gambling. Seeing that his new second brother was so open-minded, he immediately felt that he had followed the right person and was delighted.

Logically speaking, the most valuable thing about the four Mongolian soldiers was their horses, but the horses were all branded, and it would be troublesome to take them away, so they had to be handed over to the village head to deal with.

The story of "the yamen runners bravely fighting the defeated soldiers" spread quickly in the town, and the town regained its prosperity. The tea stall owner who had escaped also came back.

After the four brothers had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhang Siwen drove off.

After sleeping for more than three hours in the car, Shao Quanzhong had recovered his energy. He mounted his horse and rode side by side with Tian Xing and Hai Qing.

"Brother, please teach me the trick you used to stop the Mongolian warhorse just now."

"You can't teach me this, unless you are willing to be a veterinarian specializing in treating horses for a few years, like I did in my previous life, then you will naturally learn it."

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Rubber was available at that time, but tires had not yet been invented. The wheels were hard, so the donkey cart could not go too fast, otherwise the two women would be injured.

As a team on wheels that does not need to worry about logistics and can stay in hotels at any time, it can easily travel eighty miles a day.

Under the escort of the four brothers, the donkey cart turned south at Changping, passed Mentougou and Fangshan, bypassed the capital, and headed south.

After arriving at Baoding Prefecture, he turned east, passed Hejian and arrived at Cangzhou, and then took the road to Taizhou, leaving the chaos in Beijing and Tianjin far behind.

Half a month later, after passing Jinan Prefecture, Zaozhuang was in front of us. Suddenly, we saw a group of people in front of us, carrying the elderly and children, fleeing northward.

"My dear old guest, we can't go any further. The King Wo of the Nianzi is attacking Jining Prefecture."

Shao Quanzhong immediately closed his eyes and thought for a while, "This time the Nian rebels will also send troops to attack Kaifeng at the same time, so we might run into them if we go west.

Take a detour eastwards!"

Zhang Siwen was about to obey the order when he cracked his whip, but Tian Xing stopped him with his hand, "Wait, there's no need to go through so much trouble. This time, I'll take care of it."

(End of this chapter)