Kang Fei and his party avoided the side of the road, looked up to the old man, and even set up a small formation, stacked the carriage in front, and the female family members were behind the carriage, and his servants were on the left and right.

When Kang Fei looked at it, he felt that Mr. Xiang was a kind person. The old general Zhang Huan next to him also pulled his beard and whispered: "Young man, this person is worthy of close friendship."

Zhang San next to him quickly flattered, "Dad said it's right." Old General Zhang gave him a blank look. Since he recognized this nephew in Hangzhou, the old general has been strict with him. However, Zhang San is a yamen runner after all, and there is only silver in his eyes. That day, he had an idea and scraped his head and pretended to be a Japanese pirate to protect Zeng Jia. It was because his life was closed, but he was not really loyal to Yuntian. After the moon came down, the old general also realized that this guy was a guy who could not be allowed to have a banquet.

However, the old general was a shameless person. In front of so many people that day, he admitted that he was his nephew of his family. How could he regret it at this time? He had no choice but to pinch his nose and forget it, just think of raising a cat or a dog.

The old general scolded him, "I told you to practice your skills in swords and guns. You will be lazy for most of a day, brag, flatter you, and your ability will be terrifying..."

Zhang San said embarrassedly, "Dad, look at the belly of the nephew, it doesn't look like a piece of martial arts material! He is running errands and beating the edge drums. These are the nephews and grandparents who are still a little confident..."

After hearing his words, the old general looked at his belly six or seven months pregnant and said nothing, but he immediately said that he was very good at flattering and almost made the old general angry.

Seeing the old general's expression, Kang Fei kicked Zhang San aside and then comforted the old general, "You can't force talent. Daddy, you are over 80 years old, and you can't let it go!"

As he was talking, the sound of horse hooves in his ears made a loud noise, from far to near, and instantly caught his eye.

With the sound of horse hooves like thunder, the ground trembled slightly, and Zeng Jia, who was hiding behind the carriage, turned pale. Zeng Bai couldn't help but hug her brother Zeng Qing. Xu Xianniang beside her whispered to comfort Zeng Jia, but the expression on her face was definitely not as relaxed as she said.

The dozen servants around Mr. Xiang held a knife and shield in front of him, and several carved feather arrows on the bowstrings behind him. Although they were not pulled open, they were very alert.

Many books dare to resist the cavalry when they practice a musket team. It’s really nonsense. Five hundred years later, the top athletes can run over four legs in one hundred meters and ten seconds. A hundred meters away is just a small dot. They arrive in front of them in an instant. How many shots can you shoot when you install a gun? I’m afraid that before the cavalry can rush to the front, people shouted and neighed, and even cut, and weighed hundreds of kilograms or even a ton of them. Once the horses exceed ten, they will run together and the earth will shake. That’s not to be a joke.

Even in World War II, as long as the cavalry was willing to suffer casualties, they could still rush to any unit, any unit, any unit.

In ancient times, the master riding on a horse was arrogant.

The leader was wearing a python, with a pair of fish scale armor on his body, and a lobster iron arm on his arm (Note 1: Please refer to the specific image of Emperor Wanli of the Shenzong [Photo of Police] or [Biography of the Concubine of the Female Doctor]. Now there are more and more people playing with armor. About a few thousand pieces of salted fish can fill a whole set.), but he was not wearing a helmet on his head, but he was wearing a golden silk crown, an embroidered spring knife around his waist, and he held the reins of the horse with both hands. The horse under his crotch suddenly stood up, and his slight whirls whirls. Then, his four hooves fell to the ground, circled back and forth twice, and two streams of heat ejaculated from his nose.

He raised his hand, and the hundreds of cavalry behind him all stopped and stopped.

There is a murderous aura of military guards.

For a moment, there were only the sound of horses sniffing on the entire post road.

Kang Fei sneered on the side of the road. Looking at the appearance of the burnt bun, he didn't know if he could fight. The key is that although it is autumn, this is Xianxia Pass Post Road and has entered Fujian. Aren't you hot?

He naturally didn't care. No matter how powerful the cavalry was, he couldn't beat the hunch!

Master Xiang was relieved to see the other person dressed in a dress, and bowed to him on the side of the road, "I am Xiang..."

With a whoosh, an arrow passed by Xiang Master's cheek, interrupting his head, and then, with a snatch of the ground, it tightly nailed the wall of the carriage behind him.

Master Xiang's face changed, and Master Xiang's servant surrounded him. The head servant took the shield in front of Master Xiang, then pulled him back and retreated quickly. The archer behind also pulled the bow open.

At this time, Master Xiang came to his senses, and a covered in white-haired sweat rose from his back, and he was immediately furious.

You know, he is a civil servant, civil servant, and civil servant who is from two Jinshi lists!

When did you suffer such humiliation?

His face was red and his face turned red. He stretched out his hand to the master, pushed away the servant in front of him, and cursed: "I'm so stingy, can you dare to leave your name? Grandpa Xiang Ding, a Jinshi in the 17th year of Jiajing..."

Mr. Xiang is so angry that he can't say such vulgar words in his usual circumstances.

But the man who was immediately in charge of the leader was very careless, "It's not right that Master Xiang, the co-magistrate of Tingzhang Road, is this officer, Wu Zhonglin, deputy governor of the Three Thousand Battalions, is given a bullfight..."

At this moment, a laughter came from behind, which was extremely harsh and loud, and it immediately came into the ears of Wu Zhonglin, the deputy governor of the Three Thousand Battalions.

Wu Zhonglin was furious, "Who, who is so rude..."

Kang Fei walked out with his arms in his arms. Xiang Yu looked at him and wanted to pull him, but he stretched out his hand and smiled. The old general behind him also walked to Xiang Yu, "It's okay, let him go. In this world, no one can deal with him except the little wife in his family."

Master Xiang naturally didn't believe it, but Kang Fei had already walked out at this time.

Kang Fei walked to the front, then he struggled his arms and broke away his clothes, revealing his snow-white flesh. Then he stretched out his little finger and took out his ears. If he tattooed the body with [I am not afraid of Jingzhaoyi in life, but not afraid of King Yama in death], he would definitely be a clean street tiger and a bully ranger.

Wu Zhonglin sat at him in confusion and looked at him, thinking that the boy in front of him looked like the young master from a royal family.

However, he thought again that the Grand Governor Qiu is now very popular and has made an appointment with Master Yan to be a father and son. Apart from the emperor, who else should I fear in this world? So what if the Duke of Wei in Nanjing has been rich for two hundred years? Are you still going to marry the Grand Governor?

Therefore, he immediately suppressed the little worry, sneered with a calm face and said, "Young man, do you know a word? It's just to speak more. Troubles are all because of forcing them to come forward. Do you know that you are so crazy?"

When Kang Fei heard this, "Mom with spicy dice, you guys, you even snatched my lines?"

A person's mentality is gradually changing. Now he feels that he is not even afraid of muskets. What else is there to be scary in the world?

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that he was becoming more frivolous.

At this time, Wu Zhonglin said this, how could he bear it? He drew his sword in his hand, and pounced on it. He slashed it with a cassock and slashed the handsome horse under Wu Zhonglin's crotch.

Huh, a blood arrow spurted out from the horse's neck, and then he fell to the ground and pressed Wu Zhonglin on his horse under him. Although Wu Zhonglin was the deputy governor of the Three Thousand Battalions, he was from a Han general. The so-called Han general was specially used to carry umbrellas and flags for the emperor. He had to be tall and handsome. As for the skills in his hands, he could just be careless.

It is conceivable that his kung fu is so fleshy that when he was frightened by Coney and this, he screamed like a woman.
Chapter completed!