HBWnovel Chapter 184 The dust has settled
Chapter 184 The dust has settled
They met on a narrow road on the barren mountain. Four or five groups of people surrounded the carriage team. Their greedy eyes were disgusting. Han Zhi glanced at these people's faces, swung his spear and hit his horse across the front of the caravan.
"General Han, we are just here to ask Madam Hou some questions. There is no need to be so nervous... Just let us finish asking questions and we will retreat immediately." They were dressed like ordinary people, but they changed their formation without making any sound, which exposed their identity as soldiers of the vassal king.
"That's right, this battle doesn't necessarily have to be fought."
"If you want to leave here today, please ask Madam Hou to come out and talk..."
This group of people acted independently but also supported each other. Their leaders shouted louder and louder. It was obvious that if Qian Qiansui did not show up today, there was no way they would leave here safely.
"Just you bastards?" Han Zhi sneered and looked at everyone with contempt, even Fu Zichan in the corner was not spared.
Fu Zichan was deeply irritated by that look. He was just a former commander of the Imperial Guards and a slave of the Tang Kingdom. Now he was even a commoner. What qualifications did he have to look at him with such eyes? This man was so arrogant that he really could not be kept.
"Don't fight hard later. The largest carriage is our target."
Fu Zichan looked at the carriage that Qian Qiansui was sitting in with a complicated expression. The baby inside still had his surname and was known as his offspring to outsiders.
It really pissed him off.
Several other groups of people were also enraged. Their eyes were red and they knew that their deception was futile, so they simply picked up their weapons and rushed forward.
The people led by Han Zhi did not hesitate either. They rode their horses towards the guards around the convoy and rushed into the crowd.
At this time, there was no one outside the caravan's carriage, even the driver was inside.
"Han Zhi, I respect you as a good man. Bring your people to surrender to my king and hand over the marquis' wife. This will be a great achievement for you!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
"You're dreaming, but you don't deserve it!" Han Zhi flipped his left hand, and the spear swept down a group of people like a dragon. The people around him couldn't even get close to him, and those who were unlucky even died tragically under Han Zhi's horse hooves.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the wine for you! Come on, I want to take Han Zhi's head today!"
As more and more people gathered, a clear whistle suddenly sounded from the carriage. Han Zhi immediately put away his spear and turned back to shout to his people, "The time has come, disperse!"
Only then did everyone realize why Han Zhi and his men were riding horses and carrying long weapons. At Han Zhi's command, everyone started running wildly in both directions, no matter how many people they trampled on the road, and they ran away without even looking back, both people and horses.
"What happened? Why did you run away?"
"They are not afraid, why do I feel something is wrong?"
"Wouldn't it be better to run away? The carriage is still here!"
Fu Zichan had dealt with Qian Qiansui too many times. When he saw Han Zhi's abnormal behavior, his first reaction was to turn his horse around and run away.
At this moment, a shocking scene happened. A crack opened up on the outer wall of the carriage, which had been very quiet. Through the crack, gun barrels stretched out from the carriage, flashing cold light.
"What the hell is this thing?" Zhao Ba, a tall and thin gangster leader with a goatee, shouted in horror.
Before the enemy could react, a deafening roar was heard, and tongues of fire spurted out of the gun barrel. The enemies in the front fell one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.
"What kind of magic is this?" The foreign leader Hake said with a pale face and a trembling voice. His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his hands holding the weapon were shaking slightly.
Zhou Wu, a general from an aristocratic family, was once very powerful, but now he was thrown into disarray, and his usual arrogance was gone.
"What's going on? Is this the firearm that's been circulating in the capital?" He roared in panic, spurring his horse backwards, trying to stay away from the terrible range of fire.
Han Zhi rode his horse from a high point, looking down at the enemy's chaos, and shouted loudly: "You evil-minded people, today is your death! You brought this upon yourselves!"
Wang Meng remembered the death order given by the vassal king before he came. He gritted his teeth, the flesh on his face trembling, and roared, "Brothers, don't panic! They only have so many people. Come together and destroy them!"
After saying that, he waved the big knife in his hand and rushed forward.
Zhao Ba also shouted, "That's right, we can't just let it go like this, charge!" However, there was a hint of lack of confidence in his voice, and his body unconsciously hid behind his men.
Although Hake was terrified, his years of military service helped him maintain composure. He shouted in a stiff Central Plains dialect, "Spread out and find their weakness!"
But his eyes were fixed on the gun barrels, looking for a chance to escape.
The battle intensified, and the caravan's firepower gradually suppressed the enemy. As time went on, most of the enemy troops were killed or wounded, and the remaining ones laid down their weapons and surrendered.
When Wang Meng was restrained by the guards, he was still cursing: "You despicable villains, if you have the guts, let's fight with real swords and guns!"
Zhao Ba collapsed to the ground, constantly trying to use the corpses around him to block himself. His face was pale and he kept muttering, "I was wrong, spare my life, I want to go back, I won't come again..."
Hake had a gloomy expression and said nothing. He just stared at Han Zhi fiercely, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Han Zhi looked at the battlefield in front of him with mixed feelings. The battle had finally come to an end.
Fu Zichan rode his horse and galloped with the man in black. Sure enough, the familiar sound of explosions came from behind them, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur.
"Master, behind..." The man in black couldn't help but look back, and then was shocked by the blood all over the ground. He couldn't imagine that if the master hadn't taken them away, would they be the ones scattered on the ground now?
"Don't look back, just go!" Fu Zichan hated this intuition. It was like it was making fun of all his efforts, and the end result of his efforts was just to train him to be able to escape.
This crazy woman, Qian Qiansui, actually hid firearms in the carriage. Was she really not afraid of causing such a big commotion and causing the court to be in an uproar? Was she so sure that the empress would tolerate her?
Or has this woman's ambition expanded to the point where she wants to rule the world? If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem impossible. After all, what she holds in her hands is beyond human power.
"Go to the town and report to the police that someone has committed murder and arson, causing great harm..."
Fu Zichan gritted his teeth and said that even if he failed today, he would not let Qian Qiansui have an easy time.
"Who is the most dangerous?"
A sigh was heard in his ears, and Fu Zichan was so startled that he almost fell off his horse. The men in black behind him immediately drew their weapons and were about to attack, but a gust of warm wind came from the air, and these men in black instantly lost consciousness and fell off their horses...
"I got you, Fu Zichan."