"Mu Tio!, why do you have to be a postman if you put the major general in the car?" Qi Jin stood in the car and said to Li Rusong on the side.

Li Rusong didn't care about Qi Jin's name and spoke, "Heizi! You came earlier than me, are you embarrassed to say to me?"

"Can I be the same as you! I am..."

The surrounding postmen were not surprised by the daily bickering between the two of them. Although Li Rusong joined the royal postmen for a short time, with his outstanding training, he soon became the deputy captain and was in charge of the cavalry with only 200 people in the postmen.

This time, we sent each other arms to Ningxia, and the two of us had never been idle along the way, and we kept talking back and forth.

At this moment, a cavalry ahead rushed forward. When he arrived in front of the team, the knight immediately shouted loudly: "Captain! Hundreds of refugees appeared in front of him. Do you want to disperse them?"

Hearing the words of the knight, Qi Jin was silent. It is logical that the army is moving forward, and anyone who blocks the road should be dispersed.

But those refugees who left their hometowns were really miserable. If they were forcibly dispersed, they would inevitably suffer damage.

"Let them make way and wait on both sides of the road. After we pass, leave them a few bags of food."

Li Fan's voice came from behind, and the postmen around him bowed quickly and said, "My dear, benevolence and righteousness!"

Li Fan waved his hand and asked the knights to inform the refugees. After only two days of leaving the capital, refugees appeared on the road. How many people will this rebellion be homeless?

The convoy was not far away, and hundreds of refugees appeared on the side of the road. They were dressed in rags and shrank beside the road and did not dare to watch the convoy.

When the convoy passed by, I don’t know who took the lead, and the refugees knelt down one after another.

"Thank you, Jun, for your kindness, I will never forget you!"

Listening to the voices of the refugees, Li Fan was a little moved. He stood in the car and clasped his fists at the refugees and said, "Dear elders! When you arrive at the capital, go to Xishan. Someone will take you there. I wish you a good journey!"

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Hearing Li Fan's words, the refugees kowtowed one after another, and many people burst into tears in excitement.

Li Fan also deeply felt that the people of this era only demanded life, that's all.

Um?

Just as Li Fan's eyes fell on a refugee who was kowtowing, his brows couldn't help but frown.

Although the man's hair was messy and ragged, his waist exposed when he kowtowed was very clean and there was no dirt at all.

Are there any refugees taking a shower regularly?

When Li Fan glanced at the refugees passing by, he saw several similar refugees. All of these people were strong and formed a sharp contrast with the refugees around him.

Li Fan showed a hint of sneer, grabbed the order flag beside him and waved it. The red order flag shook a few times in the air, and the convoy that was originally moving forward in an orderly manner suddenly stopped.

On the not-wide official road, several carriages were linked to each other and formed a carriage array.

The postmen inside also moved, pointing spears to the outside, paying attention to everything around him vigilantly.

The refugee who was kowtowing was stunned and looked at the convoy that suddenly changed the formation and felt at a loss.

Li Fan nodded with satisfaction. The training during this period was not in vain. In the shortest time, he was the only one of the royal postmen to form the chariot array.

When I looked at the strong man among the refugees, my eyes were filled with coldness.

"This person, that... and the few people behind me, take them all!" Li Fan's voice came out, and the refugees suddenly became panicked.

Most of the people kept kowtowing, begging for forgiveness from the soldiers. However, the few people pointed at by Li Fan showed a look of surprise on their faces and their eyes were free and uncertain.

No matter what the refugees thought, dozens of postmen immediately walked out of the chariot formation and thought that those people forced them over.

"Get ready to flatten the gun! Do not matter if you dare to resist and kill!" Chen Wei's roar calmed the refugees, and looked at the murderous postmen in horror.

Just as they approached one of the strong men, the strong man suddenly rose up and shouted: "Brothers, run away! The dog official is going to kill good people and take the blame!"

This sentence made the terrified refugees even more chaotic. A few timids were about to get up and run away.

Just as the strong man finished speaking, a sharp arrow from "swoosh!" pierced the man's chest. The strong man holding a short blade and was planning to resist, stiffened his body, and looked at the wound in disbelief and fell down.

All this happened too quickly, and the refugees who were planning to escape were stunned. Their legs kept trembling and could not move their bodies at all.

"Kneel down and don't move! Those who dare to move will die!" Chen Wei slowly skewed the steel crossbow in his hand and said word by word.

The scar on his face was particularly hideous and terrifying at this moment. None of the hundreds of refugees around him dared to get up.

Seeing that the situation was controlled, Chen Wei took a provocative look at Tang Feng not far away, walked over and kicked the corpse on the ground.

"You dare to plot against me, you are tired of living!"

Facing more than a dozen long spears and several powerful steel crossbows, the strong men did not dare to act rashly and were quickly pushed into front of Li Fan's car.

"Say! Who sent you here?" Li Fan asked without any unnecessary nonsense.

"Bah! Dog official! Your death is here, don't expect to get any news from Grandpa!"

Li Fan spread his hands without comment and ordered: "Kill him!"

The strong man who was caught was confused. Shouldn’t he be tortured and questioned? Why didn’t this person play according to the routine?

Chen Wei, who was standing beside him, didn't care what the strong men thought. The dagger in his hand wiped the strong man's neck, and the hot blood spurted out more than three feet away. The strong man fell to the ground like a slaughtered chicken, twitching constantly.

Li Fan stopped looking at the twitching corpse on the ground, turned to look at the next strong man, and said, "You won't say it either, right! Kill him!"

Looking at the miserable twitching of his companion, the strong man saw Chen Wei walking over and shouted anxiously: "Sir! The young man is willing..."

Before he could finish his words, his neck was cut open by a dagger. The strong man waved his hands with reluctance, but he couldn't say a word.

"Hey...! I respect you all heroes who are ready to die, and I will fulfill your wish today..." Before Li Fan finished speaking, the remaining strong men were scared to death.

"Sir! The villain is willing to call him!"

"The young people were sent by the Eighteen Thieves in Taihang..."

"The head of the family asked the young man to set fire in the chaos and burn the military's food and grass!"

"We have more than four hundred people, and we'll arrive!"

"There are still people in the crowd, please beg your kindness!"

...

The thieves rushed to reveal the news, fearing that they would be wiped off their necks a little slower. Li Fan's face became increasingly ugly. The eighteen thieves in Taihang were desperate and wanted to set fire first and then attack and kill in the chaos.

If they succeed, the fate of Li Fan and the postmen can be imagined. They are really a group of vicious guys.

"Mr. Li! The things we escort cannot be missed. Should we avoid the edge for the time being?"
Chapter completed!