Ling Jiheng and I tiptoed back to the team. Before we lay down, we found that the Ling family members had opened their eyes.
At that moment, Chi Xingyue was shocked and thought about it hundreds of times in her mind, wondering whether she had exposed herself.
I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I was sure that everything was fine.
He quietly looked around and made sure that everyone else was asleep before he took out the steamed buns from his pocket and quickly stuffed them into the hands of the women of the Ling family.
Ling Jiheng knew from the beginning that they were all awake, or rather, he deliberately woke Ling Weicun up.
The little fairy's supplies need a reasonable source, and Ling Yi and his friends are the best cover.
In the past, they only knew that there was a kind-hearted person in the legend, and from now on, this fact was confirmed.
The Ling family had been hungry for a whole day, but they didn't mind the taste of the steamed buns made with unleavened dough at all.
Eat in big mouthfuls, trying not to make any chewing noises.
It wasn't until I ate a steamed bun that my stomach felt a little better.
The look he showed towards the two of them became softer, but who was that person and why would he lend a helping hand to their Ling family?
No one asked, but everyone was thinking about it in their hearts.
Only when my head felt dizzy did I close my eyes again, allowing my tired body to relax.
***
At Guzhen Post Station, a group of guards dressed in black and carrying swords knocked on the door of the post station.
The postman cursed, thinking that he had finally gotten rid of those plague gods, so why was someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night?
But I dared not delay, after all, this was the government's place. If I met someone with a bad temper, I would have my head split apart.
This was the experience he gained from opening the door for Gao Hongbin last time.
So, he put on a fawning smile the moment he opened the door, and when he saw the tall and strong man coming, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"My lords, do you need to rest? I will prepare a room for you right away!"
The postman felt that the people coming this time were more powerful than the previous ones. Even though they didn't say a word, he broke out in a cold sweat.
He tried to escape, but was stopped.
The leader got off his horse and strode into the hall.
Others fenced off the post station to ensure no one entered or left.
The postmaster sensed something was wrong and hurriedly put on his clothes before coming out and bowing to the handsome man sitting on the bench. "Excuse me, sir, are you going to the capital?"
The man raised his eyebrows and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, giving people a great sense of oppression.
When the postmaster was about to lose his patience, he finally asked, "Have you seen any of the exiles recently?"
"Exile?" The postmaster looked up in surprise, and when he met the man's sharp gaze, he realized something was wrong.
But the words have been spoken, and there is no possibility of taking them back.
Seeing this group of people staring at him eagerly, the postmaster trembled and said, "It rained heavily some time ago, and a group of people came to the post station, saying they wanted to rest."
"How many people were there? What did they bring with them? What did they do at the post station?"
The postmaster did not hide it: "There are about two to three hundred people, and there are fifty to sixty guards with swords alone.
They were pushing a lot of carts, and each cart had three or four boxes on it.”
When this was mentioned, the postmaster finally realized why the exiles were still carrying luggage, and so much of it!
But he didn't think much about it and continued, "They hid from the rain here for a few days and left yesterday afternoon when the sun came out.
You can't go far with so much stuff!"
The postmaster thought that since he had confessed everything, he should be able to leave.
Unexpectedly, the man looked at the postman and asked, "Do you have anything to add?"
The postman shook his head blankly: "No, those exiles only eat and poop, never stopping, and have made our place stink!"
The man hummed and glanced at the big man in black standing behind the two of them.
The man nodded, raised his hand and chopped off the necks of the postmaster and the postman with two swords.
The blood splattered far away, but the man remained unmoved.
He raised his hand and tore off the blood-stained hem of his clothes, strode out of the post station, and the group followed the wheel tracks on the road, with a sea of fire behind them.
Not long after they left, the Third Prince's men arrived.
Looking at the flames rising into the sky, the group frowned.
"Guzhen has been raining for several days straight, so how could this post station catch fire? Could someone have gotten there before us?"
"Sir, only a few of us know about this mission. I think you are worrying too much."
Jie Quan nodded and glanced at the people behind him: "Time is running out, let's hurry up and get on our way."
The group shouted "Yes" and ran towards Jiangning Prefecture.
***
As the sky brightened, Gao Hongbin woke up from his sleep.
I put my ear to the ground and indeed heard the sound of horse hooves.
I don't know if this group of people is targeting me, but there are quite a lot of them.
He did not dare to take any risks, so he quickly called up the exiled prisoners, found a place to hide, and prepared for battle.
"Master Gao, are you being too nervous? Perhaps it's just someone in a hurry?"
Gao Hongbin wanted to say that the struggle for imperial power cannot be taken lightly.
But he opened his mouth and said, "You've had so many good times that you've forgotten how cruel the refugees were back then."
The exiled prisoner shuddered, as if dreaming of the flash of swords and blood that night.
No one dared to delay and dodged in the direction Gao Hongbin pointed.
Gao Hongbin prayed in his heart that it would not be what he thought.
But things went against their wishes. Before the group could find a place to hide, Meng Tianyu arrived.
He wore a turban, sat on a horse, and attacked anyone he saw, just like a bandit.
Gao Hongbin loudly stated his identity, but the other party ignored him.
It was obvious that the well-equipped one was not an ordinary bandit.
Gao Hongbin resisted while shouting: "Those who rob and confiscate the property will be punished according to their crimes!"
No one paid any attention to him. The only sounds at the scene were screams.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mr. Chen left his family behind and ran away.
Unexpectedly, Meng Tianyu's men chopped off his arm with a knife, and he screamed in pain.
Blood was all over the floor, and the fingers on the severed arm seemed to move reflexively.
Seeing the heavy losses on his side, Gao Hongbin shouted, "Everyone, charge! They're not after money, they're after lives. Now it's either you die or I die!"
The exiled prisoners were inspired by these words and started to move.
Well, since they are going to die anyway, they might as well take a few people with them to be buried with them.
Killing one is no loss, killing two is a profit. At worst, in eighteen years, he will be a hero again!
However, the opponent's long sword was so powerful that he couldn't even get close to it and was chopped down.
Gao Hongbin also knew that he was at a disadvantage, so he didn't want to fight anymore. He squatted down and chopped off the horse's limbs.
The man in black was caught off guard and fell off his horse.
Gao Hongbin raised his knife and chopped the opponent's arm. The man screamed and the long knife fell to the ground with a bang.
Ling Jiheng was quick-witted and quick-handed. He picked up the long knife and slashed at the other man in black.
The moment the blades touched, intense sparks seemed to fly.
Ling Jiheng spun around, raised his leg and kicked the horse in the belly. Before the horse got scared and ran away, he lowered his body and cut off the horse's leg.
"Ah!" The man fell face down on the ground, and the black face mask was rubbed off.
Gao Hongbin took a look, his eyes bloodshot: "The Sixth Prince's men!"
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