The setting sun is like blood, falling on the beach and dyeing it with a layer of golden glow.
The big man on the other side, wearing iron armor, came slowly towards him, leading a heavily loaded horse.
On the horse's back was a ragged and haggard-looking man.
At the same time, Zhao Muyun also held the rope tightly, pulled Zhang Hong, and walked forward steadily.
Two men, two horses, slowly approached each other and finally stopped ten steps away.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment; even the wind held its breath, waiting for the development of the situation.
Zhao Muyun's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the big man opposite him. The other party was not to be outdone and looked back at him with an attitude of examining his prey.
The big man was about forty years old, with a build as big as a mountain, a broad mouth and a square face, revealing the fortitude and indomitable spirit of someone who had experienced war.
His broad palms seemed to be able to strangle fate at any time; and his eyes, sharp as a knife, penetrated the fog of time and struck the deepest fear in people's hearts.
This is definitely not an ordinary person, Zhao Muyun thought to himself, even if this person is not the famous Hou Zongmin, he must be a powerful figure in the Xiazhou rebel army who holds great power and extraordinary skills.
Otherwise, how could he dare to personally take action at this dangerous hostage exchange scene?
You must know that if any party makes a sudden decision, the hostages may become victims, and scenes of betrayal and counterattack on the spot may occur at any time.
The air was filled with a tense atmosphere of impending storm, and the hearts of both sides were stretched so tight that they seemed about to break at any moment.
While Zhao Muyun was looking at the other person, the other person was also looking at him.
When the other party saw Zhao Muyun's face clearly, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
Perhaps it was because Zhao Muyun was so young that he found it hard to believe.
"Little brother, let's change people!"
The man's eyes drifted over Zhang Hong, and the two seemed to have a silent communication.
The corners of Zhang Hong's mouth were twitching and his body was shaking slightly, as if he was a little excited.
Zhao Muyun focused his attention on the man on horseback.
This outfit was exactly what Wang Tiezhu wore when he left Shuozhou. One could recognize his figure at a glance; it was Wang Tiezhu.
When Zhang Hong heard the other side calling for a substitution, he became eager to move forward.
But his shoulders suddenly sank and Zhao Muyun pressed his shoulder well acupoint with one hand, making him unable to move.
"Wait!" Zhao Muyun nodded at Zhang Hong. "I gave your people a life full of life! But the people I want are nowhere to be found. If our people are not alive, then he can forget about taking them away."
The big man snorted lightly: "Your body is not in good condition, there is nothing we can do. He is not dead, he is asleep!"
"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"
Zhao Muyun sneered, "If you guys want to play like this, then let's not exchange!"
"Watch carefully!"
The big man walked up to the warhorse and straightened Wang Tiezhu.
At this moment, Zhao Muyun saw Wang Tiezhu's condition clearly.
His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his lips were chapped, and his eye sockets were sunken.
His clothes were tattered and covered in bloodstains.
Needless to say, Wang Tiezhu suffered inhuman torture at the hands of Hou Zongmin.
Zhao Muyun's eyes widened with anger, his face was grim, and his fists were clenched.
If Wang Tiezhu hadn't exchanged it yet, Zhao Muyun would definitely have punched him and beaten him to a pulp.
However, when Zhao Muyun saw Wang Tiezhu's appearance, he was sure that he was alive, and he felt relieved.
"Since it was you who proposed the hostage exchange, we still have to have this basic integrity!" The big man laughed, as if mocking Zhao Muyun.
Although he was surprised at Zhao Muyun's young age, in terms of experience, he had eaten more salt than Zhao Muyun had eaten rice.
"Who knows!" Zhao Muyun said coldly, "Then let's change people!"
After saying that, Zhao Muyun stepped forward to lead the horse!
"Where's the salt? Where are the 3,000 kilograms of fine salt we want?" the other party asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, you guys will be fine." Zhao Muyun turned around and waved to Tang Yanhai.
Twenty soldiers from the scout camp unloaded the cloth bags from another horse and piled them on the beach.
It turned out that they always had two horses per person, so it was not a big problem for twenty horses to carry three thousand kilograms of fine salt.
Seeing the cloth bags piled up into a small mountain, the big man smiled with satisfaction: "Don't play tricks."
"It's only three thousand kilograms of salt. It's not a lot of money. It's not necessary."
Zhao Muyun said calmly, "Is this all right now?"
"No problem! You can carry me!" The big man smiled strangely.
"Carrying people? Did I hear correctly? Isn't there a horse?"
"I'm sorry, we're short on horses. Unlike you, you can ride two horses each."
The big man said sourly, "You didn't just leave the salt on the ground, you didn't even give us the horses!"
What he said seemed to make sense, but Zhao Muyun was speechless.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhao Muyun walked to the horse's back and carried Wang Tiezhu on his shoulders.
Feeling Wang Tiezhu's body temperature and weak heartbeat, Zhao Muyun felt more relieved.
Zhao Muyun carried a person weighing more than 100 pounds without any effort.
In my previous life, when I was training in the army, there was a mandatory assessment, which was to safely carry injured teammates off the battlefield.
It seems that Wang Tiezhu is indeed unconscious. The current situation is to take him back for treatment as soon as possible. It is better not to stay with the rebels like this, otherwise they will be killed sooner or later.
While taking Wang Tiezhu over, Zhao Muyun let go of the rope in his hand.
Zhang Hong couldn't wait to drag the chains and shackles towards the big man.
"Little brother, our brother's hands and feet are shackled, why don't you remove the shackles?" the big man asked dissatisfiedly.
"This is your problem, just like you didn't give me the horse." Zhao Muyun slapped him back on the spot.
The big man was speechless.
The hostages of both sides were exchanged in an instant, and it was time to retreat.
At this time, the probability of sudden attack will increase significantly, or even double.
Zhao Muyun carried Wang Tiezhu tightly on his back and strode away.
"Brother, don't... don't let them leave. He is Yinzhou Commander Zhao... Zhao Muyun!"
Seeing Zhao Muyun walking quickly, Zhang Hong didn't care that he was also chained, so he pointed at Zhao Muyun's back and shouted loudly to the big man.
What, Zhang Hong’s elder brother?
Zhao Muyun stopped involuntarily.
Isn’t Zhang Hong’s elder brother Hou Zongming?
Could it be that this strong man is Hou Zongmin himself?
In an instant, Zhao Muyun suddenly realized.
If he is allowed to come and pick up his brother in person, why is Hou Zongmin not allowed to come and welcome back his sworn brother?
I didn't expect Hou Zongmin to be such a courageous person.
Hou Zongmin was even more surprised.
Rumor has it that Zhao Muyun, the commander of Yinzhou, no, the captain of the army, is only in his twenties and very young.
When I saw him today, I didn't expect him to be so mature beyond his years.
"Don't go!"
Hou Zongming's eyes immediately turned cold, and without any hesitation, he attacked Zhao Muyun's back with a punch.
Zhang Hong dragged his iron shackles and shouted towards the distance: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
More than fifty knights immediately responded to the sound, and the sound of horse hooves was deafening.
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