retaliate

Chapter 1 A boy, a tiger
Yuanzhou is located in the southwest of Datang.There are many mountains in the southwest, in the mouth of the Tang people, here is the poor mountains and bad waters.If it weren't for the border with the Southern Zhou Kingdom, the nobles who wanted to come to Chang'an would not talk about Yuanzhou once a year.

Nan Zhou was rich, but under the deterrence of the invincible Hu Ben of the Tang Dynasty, he could only bow his head.In the context of no frontier problems, Yuanzhou's status is getting lower and lower.Officials who can come to Yuanzhou to serve are not without a background, or they are losers in the official struggle in Chang'an.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he is talking about the officialdom of Yuanzhou.

No, Mrs. Ru, the magistrate of Dingnan County, Qin Xu, fell ill. The doctors made a diagnosis and asked for medicine.Qin Xu offered a reward, promising that anyone who could get the medicine would be free to say.

If these things were changed in Chang'an, the censors could impeach Qin Xu as scum.

……

"What disease requires a tiger's waist, and a fresh one?"

Xiaohe Village Zheng Zhang Qiyuan looked at the white snow on the top of Dongyu Mountain in the distance, and scolded: "In the early spring, the tigers and wolves in the mountains are hungry all winter, and their eyes are green with hunger. At this time, when they enter the mountain, they are hunting tigers or tigers. Hunter? Special mother's... Who dares to go?"

There were a few Ding Zhuang behind him, and one of them said: "There are only tigers on Dongyu Mountain nearby. The tigers have eaten several hunters in previous years. The Nanzhou side also invited experts to go into the mountains to hunt and kill them, but those people would not go into the mountains. If they didn’t come out, they were mostly fed by tigers and wolves. Now, when it comes to the tigers in Dongyu Mountain, the best hunters will be silent.”

"Oh no!"

Someone behind him exclaimed, Zhang Qiyuan turned around and saw a young man running out of the village entrance.

"Muramasa, Yang Saburo has entered the mountain."

Zhang Qiyuan suddenly changed color, "That young man is looking for death!"

Several cavalry came at a gallop, and when they looked closer, they were government soldiers.

The sergeant looked down at Zhang Qiyuan from a high position on his horse, and shouted: "Nanzhou spies are rampant recently, and they are preparing to cross Dongyu Mountain. The state ordered that all villages must be watched, and anyone who finds suspicious people will immediately report..."

The team behind had sharp eyes and said solemnly: "But there is one thing, don't make a contribution and take action without authorization. Those secret spies are good at hiding and fighting. No matter how many people you wait for, you will die. You just need to report. "

The military orders were like mountains, and Zhang Qiyuan responded loudly.

The cavalry went away.

Zhang Qiyuan scolded: "Tell Yang Ding that Yang Sanlang is gone!"

You Ding Zhuang murmured, "Although Yang Saburo is young, he is the best hunter in the village."

Zhang Qiyuan felt that his majesty was being provoked, turned around and stared at Ding Zhuang, and said word by word: "It's not just a tiger, there is a Nanzhou spy that is more terrifying than a tiger. The Nanzhou spy is amazing, unless the metaphysics of the Guozijian is dispatched. The children are strangled, otherwise even the soldiers of Yuanzhou will be helpless."

But Guozijian is far away in Chang'an, and the far water does not quench the thirst of the near.

Zhang Qiyuan silently looked at the white snow on the top of the mountain in the distance. For a long time, he said softly, "Poor baby, this is... life!"

……

Dongyu Mountain.

The snow was gradually melting, wisps merging into the creek.

The gurgling stream and the crisp birdsong are particularly ethereal.

puff!
puff!
puff!
Heavy footsteps sounded from far to near.

A hunter came with a huge tiger on his back and walked along the left side of the stream.

The stature of the hunter is not high, so that it looks like a tiger walking upright, which is particularly terrifying.

A man was sitting downstream to rest, and when he heard the footsteps, he immediately put away the water bag, and then turned his robe over.People are lying there.Unless you look closely, it looks like a piece of dry grass...

The knife light moved under the withered grass.

Murderous!
The hunter walked over step by step.

Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly, and his muscles tightened, then relaxed.

When he came to this piece of dry grass, the dry grass suddenly rose into the air.

Flappy!
The birds were startled and fluttered high.The snow on the branches was shaken, and snow powder fell one after another.

Knife light flickered.

At the moment when the withered grass flew up, the hunter's body slammed, and the tiger flew over.

The spy in Nanzhou wanted to kill the hunter, but a fierce tiger came on his face.

He was in the air, and the only place where he could borrow strength was the tiger.The spy slapped his palm sharply, ready to take advantage of it.

Choke!

The sword is unsheathed!

Knife light flashed!
The hunter put away his knife and rushed towards the fallen tiger, "Don't poke the fur, it's worthless."

The boy's face was full of distress.A-Niang has been thinking about tiger skins as a mattress for a long time, but if it breaks, where can he go to find a second tiger?

At this moment, the spy fell heavily to the ground.

"You..." Blood poured out of the spy's mouth, and he coughed hard, "How do you know that I'm hiding here?"

The teenager turned the tiger that weighed almost [-] pounds over, carefully inspected the fur, and said casually, "I've been hunting in the mountains for several years. When it comes to hiding, are you better than a beast?"

The spy gasped, his body trembled, "Young people go hunting in the mountains, you are... Yang Saburo?!"

The young man turned his head and smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed, revealing his white teeth, "You know me too?"

This mountain belongs to the Tang Dynasty and the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Hunters from the two countries meet from time to time in the mountain, and there are many things that fight for the prey.At first, the two sides were evenly matched, but five years ago, one and a half children suddenly joined in, causing the Southern Zhou hunters to suffer heavy casualties.Some survivors heard the boy muttering to himself what I, Yang Saburo, brought back the name Yang Saburo.

The spy's whole body loosened, and then he said with remorse: "If I don't hide and fight face to face, I have a [-]% chance of killing you!"

The young man suddenly exerted his strength, and he actually carried the heavy tiger on his back.

The gleam in the spy's eyes gradually dissipated.

His body gradually relaxes...

This is the sign of a person before death.

One foot slammed down.

Just stepped on the spy's chest.

The sound of a broken bone came, and the spy suddenly hugged the teenager's ankle, his eyes widened, and hissed: "You..."

Pretending to be dead to survive the catastrophe is the secret life-saving technique of spies.Unexpectedly, this young man saw through it.

Yang Saburo raised his foot again, targeting the spy's throat.

puff!
The spy covered his flat throat with his hands and watched the boy go away in despair.

Compared with the beasts in the mountains, his talent for pretending to be dead is far worse.

……

Little River Village.

Yang family.

Yang Ding and Wang's faces were sullen. Their three sons, from their twenties to nine years old, looked listless at the moment, but couldn't see sadness, and the nine-year-old youngest even laughed at the onlookers.

The surrounding neighbors were also quite helpless.

"Sanlang is a filial man, and it is also a good intention to enter the mountain at this moment, poor child."

A woman's eyes turned red.

Yang Ding laughed dryly, but felt that he shouldn't laugh, so he sullenly said, "Yeah!"

A clerk came from outside the door.

Everyone quickly got up and stood with their hands tied.

The clerk's majestic eyes swept over the crowd, and said lightly: "Ming Fu has learned about Yang Sanlang's entry into the mountains, and the young man has the courage to serve the country. Ming Fu is very pleased..."

Yang Saburo entered the mountains for Qin Xu's reward, not for the country!
But everyone didn't dare to argue, thinking that this was Qin Xu's private matter after all.

Yang Ding's family's eyes brightened.

and hope!

The official coughed dryly, "Yang Saburo is dead..."

The woman with the red eyes muttered, "Maybe she's not dead!"

The little official glanced at her with a frown. "There is a small stream in the mountains. Tigers and wolves like to squat near the stream to hunt and kill their prey. The same is true for the hunters in the Tang Dynasty and the Southern Zhou Dynasty, but the same is true for secret spies."

The think tank beside Mingfu said that the spy would send someone to explore the way first.In previous years, there have been many fights by the stream, and the Nanzhou spies who are good at hiding and fighting can often win easily.

A teenager encounters a savage Nanzhou spy...

The woman choked for a moment, "Good Saburo, he often helps me build a car, otherwise how can I go to the city to make money? He is definitely not dead."

The little official was a little impatient, "If he is not dead, I will give him this official position!"

After the reward was offered, no one dared to enter the mountain, Qin Xu was very annoyed.When I learned that there was a young man who bravely went away, I couldn't help but sigh.This is also the reason why Qin Xu sent a clerk to comfort the Yang family after learning that the spy from Nanzhou was dispatched and the young man would surely die.

puff!
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from outside, and even the window lattices trembled.

Someone opened the door, sluggish.

People felt that something was wrong and came out one after another.

Outside the door, a boy and a tiger.

……

After being separated from everyone for almost three months, the new book is released again.The new book is an overhead history, please do not research it.Today, three chapters will be posted together, and starting tomorrow, two chapters will be posted together every day, temporarily set at 12:05 and 12:10 noon every day, so that there is plenty of time.

In addition, new books can be voted monthly...

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