It was easy for Zhuang Rou to grab a team of about ten people. She even felt that if she continued like this, she would be able to pass all the levels and go to Que'er Valley in a short time.

After passing three levels in a row, spending more than three hours, realizing that his task was to deliver letters, not to kill the enemy, Zhuang Rou had no choice but to stop.

I don’t know if it was because I didn’t kill all the soldiers when I passed the level ahead and just left. There were more and more people at the level behind, and for no reason, there were even women and children.

Zhuang Rou is not a person who can't do anything when seeing women and children. As long as it is an hindering person, no matter how young or old, she will not be soft-hearted.

But the women and children seemed to know each other with the soldiers, standing there trembling and not daring to look at the sword, but still came towards her.

And after these people were hacked and killed, it was difficult to be treated, and they were basically dead.

In order to gain a good reputation, the rebels should not force the people to do such things. Wherever they spread, there will be people who want to surrender to them.

Zhuang Rou guessed that these people were the families of the dead soldiers of the garrison, so that they had to stand at the roadblock to block themselves even if they were afraid.

Maybe it was just to stop me from coming, and there were no such women and children on the other roads.

This is really annoying. After Zhuang Rou lost her third horse, she planned not to walk on the official road and climb the mountain to bypass them.

She didn't believe it anymore. The thousands of people in the garrison could still protect every mountain, village and forest.

The official road has been harvested. On the other side of the empty fields, there is a continuous low mountain, which is not high but cannot be seen at first sight.

Zhuang Rou stared at it for a few glances, then went down to the field, followed the ridge to the bottom of the mountain, went up the mountain from the path that was stepped out by the locals, and climbed the mountain to the south.

Just five miles away from Zhuangrou, in order to catch her, the rebels had already laid out layers of traps and roadblocks. They knew that she was difficult to deal with and seemed to be unable to die no matter how hard she cut her, so they also made a network of iron chains.

Just waiting for Zhuang Rou to arrive, she took advantage of her lack of backup and trapped her and caught her alive!

The iron net, bow and arrow and people were all ready, just waiting for Zhuang Rou to be arrested.

But after waiting for a long time, let alone riding a horse, he should have arrived before walking, but Zhuang Rou was not moving at all. In order to catch her, they transferred 500 people, and took out all the most exquisite armor from the garrison, allowing them to pass through.

Now I waited around and saw no one. Could it be that I was looking for a place to eat and rest, or that I didn’t want to go so far and I had already reached the place I wanted to go?

Everyone looked at each other, and could not leave even if they left, so they could only wait here. I hope Zhuang Rou would come here early and not let everyone prepare for a silence.

Zhuang Rou had already gone up the mountain at this time, and she couldn't see how much effort the rebels put into catching her. The path disappeared as she walked. There was an official road below. If you wanted to walk south, no one would walk on the bad road on the mountain.

There was no road left, she relied on the sun to recognize the road and walked south on the mountain.

When I stood at the foot of the mountain, I didn’t think that this mountain was not too tall, but when I walked, I found that it was obvious that it was visible, and I had not walked for a long time.

It's visible, but it's dead!

Zhuang Rou walked all night, and at dawn, she found another small path in the mountains that was stepped out. She followed the small path down the mountain and came to a village to inquire, and then she realized that she had gone astray.

Fortunately, it is already a little far away from Hongzhou, and the villagers here have never heard of rebellions in Hongzhou City. This kind of village that has been away from the official road for a few hours has not yet been remote enough to have rebellions outside.

Then there is only one possibility. The rebels did not run here, but only guarded around Hongzhou City. Therefore, these small villages not far from Hongzhou City do not know about this.

Only when there are traveling merchants or rebels come will they know that there is a war.

Zhuang Rou thought this would be fine, so she could go directly to Guandao and searched the entire village, but there was no horse. She only found a common buffalo and a small donkey in the village.

She gave her three times the price, bought the donkey, rode her and left the village.

The donkey seller took the silver and said to the village in confusion: "Captain, is this girl a fool? She spent so much money to buy a donkey?"

"Idiot, look at her outfit, maybe there is a general from where she got it. This little money is just a drop in the bucket for them, and it is nothing at all." The village elder said angrily.

"Where did the female general come from in my dynasty?" The man selling donkey looked confused. The village chief even knew such things. He was worthy of being the village chief and had a very broad understanding.

The village elder looked cold and cursed angrily: "Of course there is, what was just now! You might as well buy a cow with this money. You are the top leader in pulling and hoeing the ground. You can hoe the ground during busy farming, and you can still drive the car during slack farming."

His old cow was almost unable to hoe the fields, so he just wanted to get one more, so he would make more money by pulling his own cow truck.

"Oh, I just listen to the village chief." The man had no knowledge and thought it was a good idea. If the donkey couldn't hoe the field, it would be better for the cow.

So he happily called a few friends from the same village and planned to walk around the town, have a drink and buy a cow.

Zhuang Rou's little donkey walked slowly. Her shield was too heavy. The donkey had never pulled the grass so heavily. The little hooves had no momentum.

"Horse, I'll change you when I arrive at Que'er Valley." She could feel the fatigue of the donkey walking, but it was always a little faster than her walking, so she pretended not to know and continued to sit on the donkey's back.

Just thinking about getting to the place, I asked Mo Zuo to take some good horse ingredients to eat for the little donkey, which was also a reward.

Zhuang Rou rode the donkey from time to time and let the donkey rest. She finally arrived on the official road and continued walking along the south side. When it was dark, she arrived at Queer Valley.

The hill where Mo Zuo is located is right next to Queer Valley, so you have to go further.

She picked up a handful of dead branches and tied them into torches, and then continued to ride the donkey forward in the light of the fire. After a while, the sound of horse hooves came from behind her.

I don’t know who he came, but Zhuang Rou didn’t look back, but was careful to be careful behind her and slowly rode her little donkey that could not run fast.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and it sounded like there were five or six people. As they approached, the horse speed suddenly slowed down.

Zhuang Rou frowned and held the crossbow in her right hand.

At this time, a man rode forward and said generously: "Boy, your shield is good, is it sold?"

"No." Zhuang Rou looked back and saw a face full of beards. What a mighty uncle, either a bandit or a soldier.

She didn't want to cause trouble, so she said kindly: "Uncle, my shield is a ancestral object. The red on the shield is dyed red by the blood of my grandfather and father when they died."

The uncle looked at her blankly, came to his senses and shouted: "Zhuang Rou! Who is the uncle?"

Zhuang Rou blinked her eyes, she was a little nervous and didn't react. Now she heard the sound is a bit familiar.

She immediately asked disgustedly: "Mo Zuo?"

Mo Zuo scolded in anger: "What are you doing here? You actually call me uncle!"

"If you don't have a mirror, you can pee and take a look at it yourself. You are so kind to call the uncle with your beard. I originally wanted to call you grandpa." Zhuang Rou said angrily. She was the most annoying man who hadn't trimmed his beard.

She had seen many refugees before, who could not shave their beards at all, so she let them look all over. When snatching porridge and eating, the food residue would be all stuck on the beard, which would not only be wasted but also dirty.

Especially when I am poor, I don’t want to wash up. I have fleas on my body and my dirty beards are all covered. As long as the weather is good, I can see them drilling out of my beards.

When Zhuang Rou recalled this, she couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body and looked disgusted, "How long have you been taking a shower? Are there fleas living on the mountain?"

Mo Zuobaji couldn't beat the head, and he approached some in a daze and asked, "You ask me why I'm taking a shower and do you want to have a bridal chamber with me?"

"Bah! I'm afraid the fleas in your beard will jump over!" Zhuang Rou screamed in surprise. He was even closer. Fleas can jump far away!

He actually thought he was dirty and afraid of fleas. Mo Zuo felt humiliation and shouted angrily: "Tell her when did this general take a bath last time!"

Lin Shuigen behind him replied with a bitter face: "General, twenty-one days ago."

Mo Zuo was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at him in disbelief, "It's been so long?"
Chapter completed!