The antlers are closed.

General Liu Zhen was having tea with several captains under his command.

Several people sat on the closed-door building. Liu Zhen stroked the tower with one hand and played with a white porcelain tea cup made in Xingjiao, Hebei. Sitting there, he could not tell that he was a general guarding the gate, but he felt like an elderly shopkeeper.

"It's really tasteless to drink this tea like this. I don't know why Baihu Luo Cheng loves this way of drinking?" Liu Zhenjiang shook his head, but did not put down the tasteless tea cup in his hand.

However, the other people were completely unaccustomed to this kind of tea. They each added lamb oil, onion, ginger, garlic, orange peel and salt and other seasonings.

Liu Zhenjiang frowned and drank bitter tea again, "Zhangqiu Luocheng is the most peculiar young man I have ever seen in recent years. He is young and has no foundation, but he suddenly rises up. How many people with his life experience like him may have been from a white dick to a seventh grade in more than a year?"

"Before, I always thought that this kid probably had climbed some high points, relying on the support of the county magistrate Zhang Xutuo. But this time I saw his team, especially his brothers, and seemed to understand. I could cultivate such a strong spirit in more than a year, and so many brothers followed him wholeheartedly. Even if he was young, he could still achieve something. And his brothers were not simple, and they all exuded a strong momentum. I dare say that as long as Luo Cheng did not die in this trip to Liaodong, he would definitely have great luck."

A lieutenant asked, "Is it so amazing? I think Luo Cheng seems to be just ordinary. Even if he suppresses a few bandits, he is obviously a coward. And his brothers are all rural bullies, without any knowledge, and just have some strength. Especially the fourth Luo, who is a reckless man."

Liu Zhenjiang shook his head.

"Luo Cheng's brothers are more and more fierce. Among them, Luo Laosi is indeed reckless, Luo Laoliu is crazy, but Luo Laosan is extremely smart. Even Du Fuwei, who is young, exudes a heroic temperament. In these lives, they will definitely become a good general who can help the world. If it is a chaotic era, they are probably a hero. As for Luo Cheng, don't think he is a coward. In fact, although this man has the reputation of a white tiger, in fact, I think he is a man with a deep mind and a man is not simple."

"Then they will definitely win when they go to suppress Liu Badao this time?"

Liu Zhenjiang smiled and said, "If they don't have this ability, why should I be so polite to them? They are giving gold and food, and this transaction will not be a loss."

"Isn't it a loss? The captives and beheadings have to exchange them for money, and they have to pay for food and grass, and they have to pay for them. How can they lose money? What's more, we have to send brothers to take the lead."

"You don't understand this. Douzigang has the advantage of boiling salt. In the past, many powerful gentry intervened. But now that Liu Badao has become a thief, he simply took over the profit of boiling salt from Douzigang. If we use Luo Cheng's knife to destroy Liu Badao, we can not only stop Liu Badao from threatening our Lujiao Pass, but also wait for Luo Cheng to leave. At that time, we take the opportunity to take over the profit of boiling salt from Douzigang. Even if we have to moisten a little at that time, there will be a lot left."

"What's more, even if we spend money to invite Luo Cheng to suppress the bandits, what's wrong with spending money to buy him to kill the heads and captured prisoners? If we report these things, we will become our achievements in suppressing the bandits. At that time, not only will we be rewarded, but we can also be promoted and promoted. Why not?"

"Gao, it's still a good general in the town."

"Hahaha, this is called killing people with a knife. If we kill a vicious dog like Liu Badao, we can't get it myself. Luo Cheng may make a profit by doing this ticket, but we will never lose money!"

Liu Zhen’s scheming and conjecture-making way.

"We can even make friends with Luo Cheng through this. Maybe after returning from the Eastern Expedition, this kid will climb above us. At that time, we will be neighbors with him, and there will be a time to borrow him."

"I always think that the generals of the town are still very proud of Luo Cheng, a group of rural bullies who have lost their luck and have accidentally wiped out a few small thieves. They really think they are too many." Someone said unconvinced.

Liu Zhenjiang just smiled, picked up the tea and took another sip.

"We're here to wait for news."

Douzigang.

Wang Lushuai took his 100 criminals, holding a spear and a knife, and turned around and approached the salt-boiling workshop.

It was a courtyard with a fence surrounded by wooden stakes. There were about a dozen rooms inside, many stoves and pots, and many people were busy cooking salt.

Douzigang is a big salt lake with a lot of salt water, so boiling water into salt. Although the production process is extremely backward, there is no cost. It is just chopping wood and burning fire, and cooking braised with iron pot.

A hundred salt workers were fugitives who fled outside, and there were not about fifty people in the courtyard, but they were responsible for supervising and protecting the workshop and carrying salt.

Wang Lushuai's slow movements had long attracted people in the yard to discover it.

The group of people was a little panicked at first. When they saw only a hundred people coming, they looked at them carefully, but they still knew each other.

"The thieves from Lujiao Village are mates with their troops!"

"These stinking prisoners, the grandfathers have not yet gone to break his gates, but they still dare to come to the door."

Several thieves laughed and did not take the soldiers who were twice as many as theirs seriously. They knew the neighbors’ Lujiao Pass. It turned out that there were still hundreds of people, but recently three hundred people were transferred away. Now there are only more than a hundred prisoners left in the pass, and those people are far inferior to them.

"Brothers, scout the guys and kill the thieves and soldiers. There are only a few people working. I can't be busy with cooking salt. I'll catch these thieves and pick up salt water and chop firewood!"

A group of thieves were raiding the guys and rushed out like a swarm.

Without Luo Cheng's expectations, although Luo Cheng gave him the order to be a vanguard to attack the thief workshop, the Wang Lushuai did not have the courage at all. When he saw the thief screaming and rushed out, he immediately turned around and took the lead and ran away.

He rode a horse in front, and the 100 prisoners behind him followed suit and turned around and ran.

They ran away in a very embarrassing way, and they hated their parents for giving birth to two legs.

When the bandits saw this, they were even more deceiving.

Not far away.

Luo Siye looked at the 100 soldiers in the town, but was chased by forty or fifty bandits and shouted at her father and mother. Some of them were even behind and were chased and chopped down to the ground by the thieves, but no one turned around and fought.

"Phoa, a fool."

The fourth brother held a grass stick in his mouth and said with a smile, "The fifth brother said that these are all prisoners who are exiled to the army."

After waiting for a while, the thieves had bitten about one-third of the soldiers and were slashing happily.

"It's almost done." The third brother said, then jumped onto the horse, and waved the 21-pound heavy sword specially customized for him by his father, "Come with me and kill!"

The fourth brother was not willing to fall behind, so he danced on his own war horse and danced, "Brothers, kill with me!"

The two brothers each led a hundred men to fight out, just like two iron pliers suddenly stabbing out.
Chapter completed!