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Chapter 546 Xu Wulang abuses the elderly [Thank you! Thank you again! I owe you 40k]

Seeing Xu Zaijing shoot down the Northern Liao flag with one arrow,

"it is good!"

"color!"

"Pretty!"

In front of the Beiliao Posthouse, the onlookers instantly burst into cheers, applause and cheers.

There are three most conspicuous flags erected in front of the posthouse.

One is the round sun and crescent moon flag.

The second is the eagle spreading its wings and catching the flag.

The third is the Liu character flag.

The first two flags are the largest, representing Northern Liao’s worship of the sun, moon and eagle.

In Northern Liao, the Sun and Moon Flag often moves with the emperor's ceremonial procession. The Sun and Moon Flag also exists in the Great Zhou, but the position and configuration of the sun and moon on the flag are different from those of Northern Liao.

The eagle with spread wings catching the flag somewhat represents the Northern Liao royal family and elite troops.

The third flag with the word "Liu" on it was much smaller, indicating that the chief envoy of the delegation that came to Beijing to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor was surnamed Liu.

The flag that Xu Zaijing shot down with his bow was the most eye-catching eagle catching the flag with its wings spread.

Over the years, there have been frictions between the Great Zhou and Northern Liao on the northern border. Previously, Northern Liao even joined forces with the Baigao Kingdom to seek horse-breeding land from the Great Zhou, and the three kingdoms actually had a fight.

Although envoys from the two countries have always been in contact, ordinary people in the Great Zhou have never had a good impression of Northern Liao.

Seeing Xu Zaijing's actions, people naturally cheered and celebrated.

The Northern Liao envoy who had just come out of the post house pointed at Xu Zaijing angrily and shouted, "You! You are destroying the diplomatic relations between the two countries! You are the reason why the Northern Liao army came to attack us!"

Hearing this, the official from the Ministry of Rites nearby looked anxious and was about to persuade Xu Zaijing.

Then Xu Zaijing turned his head, leisurely pulled out the second shovel arrow, and drew the bow and released the string again.

"Crack~"

The sun and moon flag in the post house was also shot down by Xu Zaijing's arrow.

“This is outrageous!!!”

The Northern Liao envoy's voice of rebuke was drowned out by the cheers that broke out again from the surrounding common people and wealthy families.

Not only that, more and more people gathered around the post station to watch.

It was okay to see that there were people on the second floor of a nearby restaurant, but there were actually quite a few people standing on the roof wall on one side, where there was still a lot of snow, and looking around.

In fact, the reason is not difficult to guess.

There is not much excitement in winter, and even fewer group fights!

What? Provoking the Northern Liao envoys, and shooting down the flagpole at the gate?
Oh my god! How many people have never seen it in their life! So, how can we miss it? !
The gate of the Bei Liao Posthouse was no longer closed. After the gate was opened quickly, a team of Bei Liao soldiers who were guarding the envoys rushed out aggressively, holding sticks.

"Wulang, what are you doing? After all, they are guests from afar, envoys from Northern Liao!" an official from the Ministry of Rites shouted in annoyance.

After shouting, the officials from the Ministry of Rites hurried towards the surging Northern Liao army, trying to stop the conflict that was about to break out.

Then the officials from the Ministry of Rites were held by the arms and dragged aside by the Northern Liao soldiers.

Xu Zaijing immediately looked at the Northern Liao army, which had no swords or weapons but only clubs, and a smile appeared on his face.
Subsequently,

Xu Zaijing put the bow back into the bow bag and jumped off his horse. He walked towards the dozens of Northern Liao soldiers in front of him with his bare hands, saying as he walked: "Qingyun, tell the people around here not to join in the fun, or they might get hurt by mistake!"

"Yes, son!"

As he spoke, Qingyun and the yamen runners who followed him hurried forward to stop the onlookers from helping.

"what!"

As they got closer, the Northern Liao soldiers who emerged looked at Xu Zaijing who was unarmed. Some of them threw away their sticks and ran towards Xu Zaijing with their fists raised.

Looking at the Northern Liao soldiers' angry faces, glaring and gritting their teeth, it was obvious that they would not give up until Xu Zaijing was crippled.

The Northern Liao soldiers who were able to protect the Northern Liao delegation on their mission to Bian Jing were the elite in the army. Elite soldiers naturally valued honor. The two arrows shot by Xu Zaijing were nothing but an insult to them.

But the Northern Liao soldiers also understood that they could not kill people in another country's capital. If that was the case, then they could only teach him a lesson that would leave him disabled for life.

Less than five breaths after Xu Zaijing and Qingyun finished talking, the three Northern Liao soldiers running in the front were already very close to Xu Zaijing.
Two of them flew over and hugged Xu Zaijing's legs without saying a word, while the other punched Xu Zaijing in the face.

Xu Zaijing let the two men hold his legs, and he reached out and grabbed the third man's fist and pulled it to the side, then grabbed the third man's clothes and lifted him up!
Then he smashed down heavily on the two people who were holding his legs.

"puff!"

Two Northern Liao soldiers were knocked to the ground by their comrades' bodies.

The Northern Liao soldiers weighed over 160 kilograms, and with the force of Xu Zaijing's downward smash, the three of them fell to the ground in an instant.

Some threw away their sticks, while others did not.

Xu Zaijing quickly dodged the stick that was hitting his head by turning sideways, and then kicked the Northern Liao soldier directly in the crotch, sending him flying in the air.

The severe blow to the crotch caused the Northern Liao soldier holding the stick to be in so much pain that he could not even cry out, and he dropped the stick in mid-air.

Xu Zaijing took it and swung the stick slightly.

"Woo!"

"Snapped!"

Amid the whistling sound of sticks, another Northern Liao soldier beside him was knocked to the side with his stick.

Xu Zaijing swung the stick with great force, and it seemed that the Northern Liao soldier could no longer lift his hands.

"Woo~"

There was another whistling sound of sticks, and a Northern Liao soldier fell to the ground, hugging his thighs.

"what!"

"Ah~"

The screams and cries of pain from the Bei Liao soldiers in front of the Bei Liao Posthouse were endless.

In the crowd, Qi Heng and Liang Han, who were standing on their horses and watching, were watching with their eyes twitching.

They had thought that Xu Zaijing, who had experienced battles, would be very fierce in a fight, but they didn't expect him to be this fierce.

"Young Master, it's a good thing that Brother Jing has a stick in his hand instead of a sword or a gun, otherwise today..."

Liang Han looked at the scene on the field and said with a twitching mouth.

Qi Heng frowned and exhaled white air, nodding and said: "After watching it today, we may not be able to sleep tonight!"

Liang Han: “Yes!”

Then, watching Xu Zaijing dodging and grabbing a Northern Liao soldier who was as tall as him with one hand, lifting him off the ground and throwing him hard to the ground, Liang Han's eyes twitched: "Hiss, how painful must this be?"

Liang Han just finished speaking.

Then a dozen Northern Liao soldiers gathered together and ran towards Xu Zaijing, shouting, obviously wanting to surround Xu Zaijing by virtue of their numbers.

By then, Xu Zaijing's two fists will be no match for dozens of hands, so he will have his own heavy punches and fierce kicks to serve him.

"It's over!"

"Oops!"

The people watching around exclaimed.

A girl in the restaurant across the street shouted, "Run!"

Before they could get anxious, they saw Xu Zaijing turn sideways, raise his elbow, and speed up to fly towards the group of Northern Liao soldiers!
"Uh!"

The Northern Liao soldier who collided head-on with Xu Zaijing flew out directly, and there was no movement in the air, and it was obvious that he had fainted.

Xu Zaijing took advantage of the collision to break out of the encirclement. He rolled over and stood up again, and continued to deal with the remaining Northern Liao soldiers.

"Grass!"

"what!"

"what!!!"

“Wow!!??”

There were constant shouts, sounds of breathing, cries of pain from the injured, and screams from the spectators!
After half a cup of tea,

In front of the Bei Liao Posthouse, there were already a lot of Bei Liao soldiers lying on the ground, wailing non-stop.

Some rolled on the ground in pain, some fainted from the pain, and some seemed uninjured without moving, but felt severe pain as soon as they moved.

The only person standing in the field was Xu Zaijing, and the corners of his mouth, which were not vital parts, were also red.

"Tsk!" After Xu Zaijing spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, he licked the injured corner of his mouth with his tongue.

The Northern Liao envoy who had just left the house first pointed at Xu Zaijing with a trembling finger and said, "You...you..."

Xu Zaijing didn't say much and just punched him in the stomach without much force.

"Uh"

The Northern Liao envoy fell to his knees, holding his stomach in agony, and banged his forehead on the ground in pain.

Xu Zaijing shook his head and walked into the Beiliao Posthouse.

At this time,

There was the sound of horse hooves, followed by someone shouting:

"Give it!"

"Step aside!"

The crowd watching looked outside and saw a group of cavalrymen wearing gorgeous armor riding towards them.

At this time, there were too many people watching in front of Beiliao Posthouse, and it was impossible to quickly move away.

The leading cavalry lieutenant had no choice but to dismount and walk into the crowd.

When passing by the crowd, the captain also glanced at Qi Heng, Liang Han and six or seven other people who were riding horses nearby.

"Hey! It's Pei's sixth cousin!"

Liang Han, who was riding on a horse, hurriedly bowed in greeting.

The Pei family's brother took a look, nodded in return, and squeezed through the crowd to the front.

Seeing the tragic scene in front of the Bei Liao Posthouse, the imperial guards behind Pei Jia Ge'er stepped forward and then dispersed to both sides, separating the Bei Liao soldiers from the people of Bian Jing.

Pei's brother shook his head helplessly, looked at Liang Han and said, "Liu Lang, who did this?"

After asking, the Pei family boy even bowed to Qi Heng.

When Qi Heng bowed in return, Liang Han said, "Cousin, it's just Jing Ge'er himself."

"Jing'er himself?"

When Pei's son repeated these words, the imperial guards who came with him looked at the wounded on the ground with disbelief in their eyes.

The people nearby served as witnesses.

Listening to the noisy conversations of the people around him, Pei's brother asked, "Where is Brother Jing?"

"Inside!"

"In there!"

The people around pointed at the open door of Beiliao Posthouse and said.

In the post house,
After passing the open space at the entrance and walking through a hall, Xu Zaijing looked at the middle-aged man who was dressed completely differently from the envoys outside and was accompanied by five or six guards. He asked, "Are you the chief envoy of the Northern Liao envoys?"

As he spoke, Xu Zaijing turned his head to look at the still-flying flag and asked, "Is your surname Liu?"

The middle-aged man angrily swung his sleeves, looked at Xu Zaijing who was still looking around, and said loudly: "Yes! I am the leader of Northern Liao! You rude and rebellious person, you want to..."

While the two were talking, the guard next to the middle-aged man stepped forward to protect him.

"Sniff."

Xu Zaijing sniffed, looked in the right direction, and walked towards the row of houses on the left side of the inn.

The middle-aged man looked in the direction Xu Zaijing was walking and shouted urgently:

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Looking at Xu Zaijing who was walking around like he was in his own yard, the Northern Liao leader pulled the guards around him and said, "Don't worry about me! Stop him!"

The guards beside him hesitated for a moment, and the Northern Liao envoy said again: "Go quickly!"

After a few screams, the Bei Liao guards all lay on the ground, some hugging their legs and some holding their stomachs.

see this scene,

The Northern Liao leader quickly ran a few steps to stand in front of Xu Zaijing and shouted, "Stop! You still want to go forward? You must kill me!"

"Uh"

The Northern Liao leader was hit hard in the abdomen and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak. He knelt down beside Xu Zaijing, holding his stomach.

Enduring the discomfort, he wanted to reach out and pull Xu Zaijing, but he didn't even touch the corner of Xu Zaijing's clothes.

Arriving near the house on the left, Xu Zaijing took a look, then shook his head and walked towards the moon gate on the side.

After passing through the Moon Gate, Xu Zaijing looked around and found that this courtyard was the stable of the Beiliao Posthouse, and there were several horse stewards feeding the horses.

Perhaps he heard the screams outside the yard just now, and he was now turning his head to look at Xu Zaijing who was entering the yard.

Seeing that Xu Zaijing was dressed differently from everyone else in the Northern Liao delegation, a sturdy horseman stepped forward and asked a few questions in Northern Liao dialect.

After spending so much time with Alan and Xunshu, Xu Zaijing also understood a lot of Northern Liao dialect and could hear what the horse official was asking him to do.

With his excellent eyesight, Xu Zaijing glanced at all the horse officials, then smiled at the approaching Bei Liao horse official, ignored him and continued walking in the yard.

After walking a few steps, the horse official who came over tried to pull Xu Zaijing's shoulder.

As a result, just as his hand touched the shoulder, before he could react, the horse official felt his body flying in the air. After a dizzy spell, his back hit the ground heavily, and he couldn't get up for a while.

see this scene,

The other horse officials in the yard came over quickly, pointing at Xu Zaijing and speaking warning and questioning words as they walked.

Xu Zaijing ignored all this and after looking around, he walked straight to a well in the yard.

The weather was cold at the time, and there were many frozen spots around the well due to water extraction. Xu Zaijing held the wheel by the well, took a look into the deep well, and took a deep breath.

"Sniff."

After smelling it, Xu Zaijing showed a smile.

Standing up and looking at the horse officials walking towards him in the yard, Xu Zaijing clearly saw that the expressions of some of them had changed.

Ignoring all this, Xu Zaijing walked straight towards the outside of the inn.

"Hold him! He can't just come and go as he pleases at Beiliao Posthouse!"

The Northern Liao leader who climbed into the courtyard from the Moon Gate pointed at Xu Zaijing and shouted.

Beside this envoy, there were several guards with distorted faces who were also in pain.

Xu Zaijing looked at the horsemen walking towards him with some helplessness on his face, then he sighed and started to take action.

Three times five divided by two,
After a few muffled groans,
The other horsemen had been knocked down.
Xu Zaijing looked at the old horseman who was being grabbed by the collar, had gray hair and beard, and was in his 50s or 60s, and said, "You are so old, why are you joining in the fun? Are you tired of living?!"

The old horse official gasped for air and looked at Xu Zaijing's palm with confusion and fear in his eyes. He even pushed Xu Zaijing's palm with his old hand.

The several horse officials who were hit hard by Xu Zaijing also had anxious looks in their eyes.

Xu Zaijing took a deep breath, without exerting any force, loosened his grip and gave the old horse official a push, causing the old man to stagger back a few steps.

Seeing Xu Zaijing push the old man and then turn around and leave without doing anything harsh to him, everyone in the Beiliao Inn in the yard looked relieved.

The Northern Liao leader looked at the old horse official with a questioning and concerned look in his eyes.

As a result, after just one look, the Northern Liao envoy saw Xu Zaijing took two steps, then stopped and turned around to walk back.

This action frightened the Northern Liao leader so much that he quickly adjusted his eyes, fearing that Xu Zaijing would notice something.

Xu Zaijing stood in front of the old horseman, looking at the frightened old man in front of him, and said: "You are so old that you can be brought here by the Northern Liao envoy. You must be a horseman for many years, and you must have been old in the stable, right!"

As he spoke, Xu Zaijing stared at the old man in front of him and said, "Mr. Liu, please translate for me."

The Northern Liao envoy spoke a few words in Northern Liao dialect.

The old man still looked frightened, and after listening to the translation he replied with a stammer.

Without waiting for the Northern Liao envoy to translate for him, Xu Zaijing pinched the old man's cheek with his hand as fast as lightning, and then removed his chin very skillfully.

Then they twisted the old man's arms, pulled off the old horse official's belt, and tied him up.

When the people in the Beiliao Inn in the yard saw this scene, their expressions changed for a moment, but all of them had been hit hard by Xu Zaijing and were unable to get up quickly.

Xu Zaijing lifted the old man like a chicken and said in a puzzled tone, "I often stay in the stables and horse sheds. I wonder why the smell of horse manure and hay on you is so light?"

"Not only does the smell of horse manure seem light, but you also have a faint scent of famous ink on you! This is interesting!"

"Even if you sell your old man, you may not be able to buy a single piece of this kind of ink stick. As a result, your fingers are already smelt of the ink! What? Do you run a writing shop?"

(End of this chapter)