"Don't hurt anyone."

Zhao Huan always had great patience and high tolerance for the people. He was liked to kill officials when he was always there and liked to skin corrupt officials and eat herbs, as if he was not the same person at all.

As for the ceiling of the military power of the Song Dynasty, any person who could threaten Zhao Huan's existence, whether this person was a Jin soldier or a commoner of the Song Dynasty, was an enemy that must be eliminated.

That's why Zhao Huan specifically reminded him that Yang Zaixing would not take too much action and would even call out all the merchants in front of him.

But the old man misunderstood Zhao Huan's kindness and snorted coldly: "If the high-ranking official is willing to leave here, the old man can naturally protect the high-ranking official from the good health."

However, just as the old man was talking, Yang Zaixing had already rushed towards the young and strong man with a few personal guards. He almost used three punches and two kicks to knock all dozens of young and strong man to the ground, leaving only the old man with a shocked face.

He Ji also whistled at Zhao Huan's instructions, and teams of soldiers holding weapons appeared in the distance, and then slowly dispersed.

"Now, who has more people? Who has less people?"

Zhao Huan looked at the young and strong lying on the ground and moaning, and the women who had already protected their children in their arms in the distance, and then smiled and said to the old man: "I want to know what happened to those good horses. Please help me solve my doubts?"

In fact, there is no need for the old man to solve the doubts for Zhao Huan anymore—

The young and strong men who had just welcomed him were surrounded by a man and a clan and returned to Zhuangzikou. After discovering the changes in front of him, they became nervous. In addition to the figures of soldiers who were looming in the distance, the young and strong men turned their attention to the man who led the clan back.

"The people in the village are ignorant of Mount Tai and have collided with the great official. I hope the great official will be kind to you?"

The man smiled bitterly, bowed to Zhao Huan, and said, "The villain Zhu Biao, known as the Zhu family, is willing to offer all these thirty good horses to the great official, just to ask the great official to spare the merchant's experience."

"What do I want your horse to do?"

Zhao Huan laughed and said, "I'm just curious about what these horses are. Who knows that this father-in-law will react so much? Now, can you tell me what these good horses are all about?"

"These horses were all stolen by villains from Xiliang."

Zhu Biao forced a smile, but it was even more ugly than crying: "Since I found out that the government wanted to build a school, and I heard that the government wanted all the children to learn riding and shooting, the villain became distorted. I thought that it was difficult for the people of the Song Dynasty to raise horses and could not steal them. I also thought about the Xiliang horses. I also learned some fist and foot skills and learned to go to Xiliang to steal horses, and brought back these thirty good horses. Now I would rather give them to the great officials, just ask the great officials to spare the Zhuangzi?"

Zhu Biao said pitifully, but Zhao Huan almost got angry and laughed—

What kind of gods are these!

Knowing that it is not easy for the people of the Song Dynasty to raise horses, they just went to Xixia to steal other people's good horses? The problem is that you stole my war horses! Even though it is not now, then it will definitely be the case in the future! Damn it, have you stole things and stole them on my head?

Zhao Huan was unhappy and was about to turn around and leave, but He Ji pulled Zhao Huan's sleeve slightly and whispered: "This person's words are untrue. There are always flies flying around outside the package on the left side of his horse. I'm afraid there is something inside?"

Zhao Huan turned his head and saw Zhu Biao's face change drastically. Zhu Biao immediately had some flies flying outside the package on the left. A farmhouse next to him reached out to drive him away could only play a temporary role. Soon, a layer of flies would fall densely.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Huan became curious and immediately ordered Yang Zaixing: "Go and take the package."

Yang Zaixing bowed and responded, and went to get the package as if no one else was around, but was almost vomited out by a stench. After taking the package back, he did not hand it over to Zhao Huan immediately. Instead, he whispered: "It's mostly human heads inside, I'm afraid I'll die for a few days."

Zhao Huan nodded and turned his eyes to Zhu Biao: "Tell me clearly what's going on. If there is any hiding, no one can protect you."

Zhu Biao looked at Yang Zaixing and finally answered honestly as if he had accepted his fate, saying, "There are indeed heads inside, but they are from Xixia people. The villain stole it, which is the horse farm where his family raises horses for the Xixia court. The reason why he brought his head back was to put it in front of the brothers in the society."

Yang Zaixing forced himself to open the package, but saw that the head in the package had a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a slightly curled beard on his chin. He was indeed not like the people of the Central Plains, but should be from the Xixia people.

"Give it back to him."

Zhao Huan casually gave Yang Zaixing instructions, and then said to Zhu Biao: "Hurry up and show off. Remember to control the human head, otherwise you will easily get infected with the disease. Then your entire farm will be in trouble with you.

Also, remember to take the heads to Shuntian Mansion to receive the reward. Although it is not much, it is also five-cent money. You can buy some meat for the children in the village to eat."

Zhu Biao looked at Zhao Huan with a confused look, then turned his head reluctantly to look at the thirty good horses, and asked, "These horses?"

"What you stole from Xixia is also your ability, and it belongs to you."

Zhao Huan suppressed his reluctance to leave his heart and said, "Remember to go to Kaifeng Prefecture to receive the reward. If you can take people to rob and kill Xixia soldiers or Jin soldiers, you will still have five jin of money alone. But you have to remember, don't attack me, the people of Song, whether they are Han or Liao, otherwise, even if you chase them to the ends of the world, I will not let you go."

Turning around and riding back to his horse, Zhao Huan turned his head and turned his head and said, "I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down."

"I?"

Even if you are a stupid person, you know what the word "I" means!

Zhu Biao and the old man who had just planned to die were stunned as they looked at Zhao Huan and others' backs as they gradually moved away - what had just happened? The young and strong man in the village besieged the official family. If it weren't for the official family's kindness, I'm afraid there would be no living person in the entire village!

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao and the old man couldn't help but bow down and said, "The official family is safe! The Song Dynasty has been in the past ten thousand years!"

After several bows, Zhu Biao finally stood up slowly after Zhao Huan and others completely disappeared. Suddenly, he shouted with enthusiasm: "Anyone who is willing to follow me to Xixia again? This time we both steal horses and kill people!"

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"It's not waiting for next year! I'll reorganize the army when I go back! Prepare for war!"
Chapter completed!