My Immortal Brother-in-law

Chapter 100 This is the taste
After he finished speaking, Zhou Gongdan stood up, mounted his horse with a heavy face, and left.

Looking at the group's receding backs, Ao Tingxin got off the white tiger worriedly and walked up to Zhong Su and said.

"Master, four or five of the Xiqi soldiers following behind them couldn't even fasten their armor tightly.

"Have Xiqi's army run out of food? It's only been a year, and Xiqi defeated Guifang a while ago and got a lot of things, right?"

After saying that, Ao Tingxin glanced at Xiaojiu worriedly, hoping that Xiaojiu would be attracted by his words.

Because when Zhou Gongdan said the words of condolence, Xiaojiu looked as if she had lost her soul, with no expression at all...

Unfortunately, Ao Tingxin's help was of no use at all. Xiaojiu couldn't hear anything now. Zhou Gongdan's words were echoing in his mind.

The Deng family is a loyal and brave family. How lucky the Shang Dynasty is. It's a pity that swords have no eyes. I hope you will not mourn...

My condolences...

Condolences!

Suddenly, Xiao Jiu grabbed Zhong Su's hand fiercely, and his small palm burst out with a rare and terrifying power.

If Zhong Su did not possess the ability to subdue dragons and tigers, his wrist would have been broken by Xiao Jiu's blow!
Deng Jiugong was seen holding Zhong Su in his hand and speaking word by word.

"Master, please take me... and enter the customs quickly!
Xiaojiu has been too lazy these days. Xiaojiu didn't dare to think about or look at some things in the past, but now, Xiaojiu is a little anxious! "

After he finished speaking, Jiu Gong let go of his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Then he tilted his little head back and laughed for no apparent reason...in an extremely innocent way.

He just smiled innocently and somewhat proudly while continuing to speak to Zhong Suli.

“Xiqi is our family’s enemy, isn’t he? But now even our enemies are willing to pay such great respects to a mere ten-year-old kid like me for the heroic deeds my father and brother have done!
They would not have paid any attention to a kid like me, so you can imagine that my father and brother have become heroes!

I am the son of a hero, the descendant of a loyal and brave man, how can I...how can I cry?

Master, please take me back to Sishui Pass quickly. I... I'm anxious. I'm eager to hear the heroic stories of my father and brothers.

I… wuuuu… wuuuuu!
What a powerful hero you have to be to make the enemy salute you.

I don’t envy heroes anymore, woooo, I don’t envy them anymore!!!”

For a moment, Xiaojiu's crying was heard on the wild path, and Zhong Suli silently quickened his pace.

No matter what he said now, it would only make the child more worried. Zhong Su had never been able to say words like "I'm sorry" or something like that, which seemed like he was just watching from the sidelines.

All he could do was to let the child see it with his own eyes, accept it, and try to take some responsibility for the child.

After quickening the pace, the rest of the journey was almost completed in less than half an hour.

Not long after Xiaojiu stopped crying, Zhong Su led everyone to the outside of Sishui Pass.

What Zhou Gongdan said was indeed true. As they walked along the way, not a single soldier from Xiqi who remained there came to stop them.

Zhong Su guessed that perhaps the Xiqi side had already explained the characteristics of their group to the soldiers.

If the reason is not this, it can only prove that Xiqi is really in big trouble.

Zhong Su did not try to verify his guess. Since Xiqi was too lazy to pay attention to him, he led everyone straight in, passed the huge military tents, and finally arrived outside Sishui Pass.

But when Zhong Su saw Sishui Pass in the distance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Sishui Pass was not as difficult as Zhong Su thought, it was even much better than Zhong Su imagined.

Wen Zhong's military camp was actually located far away outside Sishui Pass, facing the Xiqi army across the river, instead of hiding inside the pass.

Even behind the military tent with the big flag with the word "Wen" on it, there were many people who were relying on Wen Zhong's army to grow crops and vegetables.

This scene stunned Zhong Su and his party for a moment. After a moment, Xiao Jiu cheered up a little, then clenched his fists and said.

"My Great Shang has indeed won, otherwise, how could Sishui Pass be in this state!
This is the great achievement created by my father and brothers. They are truly heroes, heroes of our Great Shang!

I...I must not bring shame to my father and brother, and even more so to my Deng family!" After saying this, Xiao Jiu hurriedly got off the tiger and ran all the way to the river between the two armies.

Ignore the fact that the river water is not clean and even contains drops of blood.

Xiaojiu quickly washed his face, he wanted to wash away the tear marks on his face.

How can the son of a hero cry?
Although he didn't know what happened to his father and brothers, at this moment, Deng Jiugong already possessed the backbone and self-awareness of a man of the Deng family.

While Deng Jiugong was washing up, Zhong Su also saw a group of soldiers rushing out of the Shang army and rushing towards him and others.

Looking at the soldiers, Zhong Su was a little confused. Why wasn't Wen Zhong the one who came?
However, Zhong Su did not think much about it. When he saw the knights standing on the other side of the river shouting something at him, he used the shrinking technique to cross the river that was hundreds of meters wide in one step.

Seeing Zhong Su and his party suddenly crossing the river, the soldiers of Da Shang waiting by the river became even more excited.

Immediately, two men wearing colorful small leather drums on their heads walked out of the team and walked towards Zhong Suli and Ao Tingxin with laughter.

The reason why Ao Tingxin was emphasized was because one of them actually went straight to Tingxin and raised his hand very rudely to touch Ao Tingxin's chest.

Startled by this action, Xiao Longnu's eyes widened, and she cursed loudly before retreating behind Zhong Su, holding Zhong Su's clothes and glaring at the two knights.

At the same time, Zhong Su finally became convinced that these soldiers were not speaking dialects, but rather a straightforward foreign language.

Last time when they were on the other side of the river, Zhong Su heard their voices sounded a bit unclear and thought that they were too far away to hear clearly.

But now that they are right in front of me, I still can’t understand what these people are saying. They are not big businessmen at all!

But in the distant military tent, is Wen Zhong's banner still raised?
Zhong Su thought for a moment, then swung his whisk. The soldier with dirty hands and feet was immediately swept into the river, splashing large water.

The soldiers who remained on the shore saw this scene and seemed to be shocked by Zhong Su's actions and were stunned for a moment.

But a moment later, not only was he not afraid, but he was extremely angry and shouted something to the remaining soldiers behind him.

A moment later, twenty-six soldiers rushed forward and surrounded Zhong Su and his party.

The leading soldier pointed to the river, and two men immediately went into the river to fish out the soldier who had fallen into the water.

Then, the leading soldier pointed at Zhong Su's whisk, and suddenly a guy with bare upper body squeezed out from among the soldiers.

The man was originally shirtless, and now he took off his pants, leaving only a loincloth, and shook his painted legs like a sieve.

While dancing the inexplicable dance, the man was shouting something, and as he shouted, Xiaojiu behind Zhong Suli suddenly let out a cry of pain.

"Master, my head hurts!!!"

While shouting, Xiaojiu held his head and tried hard to stop himself from rolling on the ground.

On the side, seeing Xiaojiu so uncomfortable, Zhong Su frowned and flicked his whisk casually.

With this blow, the guy who was performing the shaman act was directly knocked thousands of meters away by the whisk and hit the city wall of Sishui Pass directly. His whole body exploded and turned into a painting.

It was not until this moment that the leading soldier suddenly felt something was wrong.

Facing Zhong Su's increasingly indifferent gaze, the leading soldier hurriedly took two steps back, and then wanted to get back on his horse to escape.

At this moment, Hu Jiao, who had always felt something was familiar, shrugged his big nose, then quickly moved his tiger head close to Zhong Su and said.

"Master, I just felt something was wrong, and now I finally remember it.

These soldiers are not big businessmen at all, they are Beidi, that is, the Rongdi in the north!

We have eaten quite a few slaves from the Northern Di before, but just now, they were wearing clothes from the Shang Dynasty, and we really couldn't tell them apart.

But after you killed that bastard who was performing the shaman act, we could smell the blood.

This is what the slaves from the north taste like when they are chewed up!"

(End of this chapter)