Handsome What the old army said made Zhao Wuving surprised, because there is only one person who can be called a handsome in the entire Shuozhou territory, and that is Qin Huaiyu, the general of the left guard.
Qin Huaiyu was indeed in Shuozhou, and judging from the fact that the Shuofang border army guarded the south gate of the new city, Qin Huaiyu did not come to the new city for business, but took over the city defense of the entire new city.
Since Qin Huaiyu's whole master is here, then Mo'er must also be here.
This made Zhao Wudi a little impatient, eager to help the old army on the horse, the two of them rode together, and rushed to see Mo'er as fast as possible, not wanting to delay for a moment.
Although he has been separated from Mo'er for less than a month, in Zhao Wudi's heart, it seems like an era has passed, too long.
Zhao Wudi's impatient appearance made the old army puzzled, looked up and down, thought for a long time, and saw that he had never carried a weapon on him, and he was too young, so he didn't look like a villain with bad intentions, so he didn't call his brothers to search him up.
The old soldier greeted the others and told them to take a good look at the city gates and carefully examine the people who came in and out However, from his understatement tone and the listless appearance of everyone, it can be seen that no one takes it seriously.
At this time, they still thought that it was impossible for anyone to go out of the city or enter the city in this kind of ghost weather, as for the "Zhao Wuving" in front of them, it was an accident.
The old soldier said, took the horse lance as a crutch, and motioned to Zhao Wudi to go with him, without the slightest intention of riding with Zhao Wudi.
Since the old army chose to walk, Zhao Wushu was not easy to ride, so he had to pat the red lady's neck, one person and one horse stepped on the thick snow, one foot deep and one shallow, and followed behind the old army.
Xincheng is a strange place for Zhao Wudi, and he doesn't know how many streets in the city are, let alone where Qin Huaiyu is stationed, so he can only honestly follow behind the old army's ass.
After all, the new city is a county seat, there are many residents in the city, and now there are nearly 10,000 soldiers of the border army.
There are always some people who give up the hot quilt in order to be on duty and survive, and run around in the snow.
For example, the soldiers who defended the city, the Wuhou who patrolled the streets, and the merchants and poor people who begged for a living in the vegetable market.
As a result, the streets of the city are covered with thick snow, but you can still see footprints of varying shades, and even the occasional crooked rut mark.
Most of the houses on both sides of the street are closed doors, and the barking of dolls and dogs can be heard on the walls, and even the merchants are half-hidden with their doors, leaving only a gap for one person to pass through for the passage of guests coming in and out.
Looking inside through the crack in the door, the most conspicuous thing without exception was a large brazier, and I saw the old shopkeeper sitting by the brazier pretending to hold an account book, but his eyes were half-squinted, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.
The young man was not particular about it, but squatted down by the brazier, and put his hands on the charcoal fire to roast, and when his hands were warm, he felt that something was missing, and after a little thought, he took off his old felt boots and rested them on top of the flame.
After a while, the old shopkeeper sniffed vigorously, and his face was enjoyed, and it seemed that he was facing the fragrant barbecue, so that his mouth involuntarily smashed it.
Suddenly, the old shopkeeper felt that something was wrong, the taste of this "barbecue" was a little wrong, it seemed to be mushy, burnt, and skeweweed, and there was a faint smell.
He couldn't help but be furious, his steel teeth clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and he opened his eyes suddenly, trying to beat that loser's thing to cry and cry for his mother.
Who would have expected that the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of stinky boots, which were scorched by the flames and raised a cloudy smoke, during which the smell was even more pervasive, getting stronger and stronger This made the old shopkeeper angry, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and raised his foot to kick the young man on a big horse.
The young man lay on the ground, but he still smirked at the old shopkeeper, and after a long time, he picked up his felt boots and put them on his feet, and came to the brazier again.
Zhao Wudi couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this is a real living person, flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous, full of the flavor of the world.
Walking on the fluffy snow, one foot down, creaking, creaking, as the person walked away, leaving a long trail of footprints behind him, from coming and going to an uncertain place.
Their place is very certain, that is the post station of the new city, and it is also the place where Qin Huaiyu is staying now.
Starting from the South City Gate, go north along the North and South Streets, turn right when you are about halfway through, and then walk up to a small two miles, and you will come to the door of the post station.
There were more than a dozen border sergeants stationed in front of the door, looking at their clothing and weapons, all dressed in full body armor, and each of them carried a crossbow in addition to a horse lance and a horizontal knife.
They are obviously not ordinary border soldiers, but one of the few elite soldiers among them.
This is also understandable, after all, when he was in Shuofang City, Qin Huaiyu was assassinated by a man in black, if it wasn't for Zhao Wuyi's action, I am afraid it would be difficult to escape.
Since then, under the advice of the chief general and Wei Wenchang's strong request, Qin Huaiyu had no choice but to add another team of soldiers in addition to the first team of guards.
In Zhao Wudi's opinion, in this cold season, these soldiers are neat enough, but at this time, there is a short and stout guy who is shouting: "Look at your listless appearance, you really embarrassed our soldiers."
You, whatever you look at is you, it doesn't matter if you look crooked and cracked, but why do you have to hang your shoulders Who are you?
You are not only the soldiers of Datang, but now you are also the guards of the handsome, shouldering the safety of the handsome.
There are nearly 10,000 soldiers in Shuofang, why did you choose you?
Do you know how lucky this is, remember it to Lao Tzu, as the guard of the handsome, you must be glorified by this" This person had his back to Zhao Wuving, so he looked down on his face, but this voice was extremely familiar, and it was not easy to forget.
Qin Dashan, this guy who trains people in a serious way is Qin Huaiyu's personal team, and Qin Dashan is the killer.
This made Zhao Wudi very excited, and he didn't wait for the old army to report it, in fact, as long as he saw Qin Dashan, he could naturally prove his identity, so why did the old army need to do more.
Under the stunned eyes of the old army, Zhao Wushu stepped forward quickly, walked behind Qin Dashan in three or two steps, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Brother Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you want to kill me."
"Who is grandma's, is that bastard who dares to shoot Lao Tzu" Qin Dashan was salivating and training was in the middle of his head, but who knew that he was interrupted, and he couldn't help but be angry and unhappy.
He cursed and clenched his fists and turned around to beat the bastard so that his grandfather didn't even know him.
Who would have expected that as soon as he saw Zhao Wudi, he didn't have a trace of surprise and meaning, but was shocked and shouted: "There are ghosts."
Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground
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