The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 475

"When did this happen? Why didn't anyone come to report it so early in the morning!" Jing Li said, suppressing the anger in her heart.

Wang Jinlong brought the news that Wan Baoquan was missing. There was no news five days ago.

"Didn't he take the wine seller to Xijing of Liao Kingdom? Why did he end up in Luoyang again?" Jing Li calmed down and asked.

Wang Jinlong didn't dare to look into Jing Li's eyes and whispered: "Due to the national mourning this year, too many drinks were stored, and there were frequent wars. Brother Quan Zi was worried that money was tight. It happened that a wealthy businessman in Luoyang placed a big order, so he decided to take a risk. This vote is a deal!”

Jing Li was furious: "You're looking for money at the expense of your life, right? You know it's not peaceful outside, but you still run so far!"

It was also her fault that she had been busy with affairs in the past six months and had not taken care of the village at all. She did not know that Wanbaoquan had taken the business so far.

Jing Li opened the map and looked at it carefully, and found that if Wan Baoquan came back, he would definitely pass through the route taken by Chen Liu's army.

I don’t know if he has received news about Chen Liujun’s attack on Chang’an. If he has received the news, he will find a place to take shelter. What if he doesn’t know at all and meets Chen Liujun’s support troops?
Jingli worriedly hoped that Wan Baoquan would not encounter the second situation, but she did not know that Wan Baoquan and others encountered the second situation just in the mountains.

Wan Baoquan, Tietou and Fan Gaoliang hid in the grass on the hillside, watching the team transporting food below without daring to move.

The porter who sent the wine with them left early.

It was because he was too greedy and wanted to negotiate a few more business deals and try to open a trade route to Nanyang, so he wasted time and met Chen Liujun's transportation team when he came back.

Tietou whispered: "Brother Quanzi, these idiots must be transporting food to the enemy at the pass. How about we kill them for them?"

Wan Baoquan resisted the urge to give him a thrill, and whispered: "How powerful are you, that you can fight with just three people against hundreds of people?"

Fan Gaoliang clenched his fists and said, "Brother, he is delivering food to the enemy. We can't just watch them pass by like this!"

Tietou agreed: "That's right, when I think about them sending food to attack us, I feel very unhappy. Even if I risk my life, I don't want to let them go!"

"Well, don't we still have a secret weapon?" Fan Gaoliang said excitedly.

Wan Baoquan said in a deep voice: "Even if there are hand bombs, there are only a few of them. Don't use them unless absolutely necessary!"

"You two, stop talking and let me think about what to do about this matter!"

The three of them lay in the grass and did not dare to move, but the transport team on the official road below stopped.

"I'll rest here today. Get up early tomorrow and start the journey. It will take more than a day at most to reach the pass!" The centurion leading the team signaled the team to stop.

This place is not far from the river beach. These people stopped and were busy fetching water and lighting a fire for cooking.

These days, not all food is transported by mule carts, but a lot of it is pushed by peasants in wheelbarrows. After all, eating and drinking on the mule road costs too much, so it is better to save the trouble by manpower.

These people were pushing carts for days, and King Chenliu's army was extremely harsh. They were too tired to walk for a long time, and they wished they could lie down and take a rest.

The hazy moonlight slowly went down, dark clouds enveloped the sky, and the officers and soldiers responsible for supervising the transportation of grain and grass fell to the ground from exhaustion.

The three of them reached over from behind, first took out the medicinal powder prepared by Zhao Xiao'e, and threw it into the mugwort that smoked the mosquitoes. The officers and soldiers who were already sleeping soundly could not wake up even if they were beaten.

The three men quietly dragged the officers and soldiers into the woods, killed them neatly, then changed into the clothes of the three men, and found their respective waist tags at their waists.

These people should all be veterans. Their name tags are written on their waistbands. Ordinary recruits don't have these things, so no one knows who they are even after they die.

If a veteran like this is killed in battle, he can use his badge to build a tomb or something like that.

The three pushed the corpse into a pit, then covered it with fallen leaves. After packing it up, they came out of the forest, intending to light the people's food and grass on fire, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the forest, he was stopped by someone. "Stop! What are you three doing?" A corps leader who was watching the night spotted several people.

Fan Gaoliang murmured: "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, I'm a little dizzy, and I'm afraid the smell will be too strong, so I went to the woods for convenience!"

"Do you need to bring two guards for your convenience? Or are they too scattered?"

"No, no, I'm afraid of the dark. That's why I asked the two of them to come with me." Fan Gaoliang said tremblingly.

The team leader stared at the three of them for a while, and just wanted to tell them to take a rest.

A pawn under his command said, "Commander, why do I feel like there's something wrong with these three people?"

Fan Gaoliang's heart suddenly tightened and his palms began to sweat. This was the first time he had experienced such danger.

Wan Baoquan has been traveling all over the country for a long time, and he has often thought about the dialects of these places. He knew that they had a Nanyang accent when these people spoke just now.

Immediately he said rudely: "Brother, what do you mean? Could it be that you are afraid of being black and asking others to join you?"

These three people are usually experienced people, and they are used to bullying and making trouble in the team.

The pawn was bullied by them on weekdays, but when he saw the three of them behaving well, he thought for a moment that there was something fishy about the three of them, so he wanted to file a complaint, but he didn't expect that this old man would be unforgiving at all.

Fortunately, it was night and Wan Baoquan was slightly stooped, so he didn't attract the attention of the pawn, otherwise he would have definitely noticed that something was wrong with him.

The corps commander stayed there for most of the night and was very sleepy and didn't want to argue with a few people anymore.

"If you three can't sleep, then stop sleeping. Tonight, you three will be the ones doing the night patrol!"

Fan Gaoliang said aggrievedly: "Sir, I feel sick in my stomach."

The corps commander turned back and said with a dull face: "As long as you are not dead, you have to patrol the night for me tonight!"

"If I find out that you dare to sleep in the middle of the night, I won't spare you any mercy."

The pawn who had been at odds with the three men before smiled proudly at them and followed the captain away.

The three of them looked at each other, and then quietly added some medicinal powder to several fires.

Wan Baoquan saw that the officers and soldiers supervising the transportation had fallen asleep, so he took the two of them to the side of the grain and grass.

Tietou whispered: "Brother, it would be great if we could transport so much food and grass back!"

Fan Gaoliang also looked distressed and said: "That's right, it's such a waste to burn it with just such a fire!"

Wan Baoquan looked back at the two of them and whispered: "What are you thinking? Just the three of us can transport hundreds of carts of grain back?"

"Hurry up and get to work. If we wait until daybreak or these people wake up, let alone food, we won't be able to save our lives!"

Fan Gaoliang and Tietou quickly pulled some dead leaves over and placed them under the grain and grass.

Wan Baoquan raised the torch and was about to light it on fire.

A hand stretched out from behind and squeezed his wrist.

(End of this chapter)