The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Two days later, in the evening.

There is an unknown place in Beiliang.

Under the crimson sunset, a black horse came slowly carrying a big man. .

The black horse lowered its head and walked weakly. It was obvious that it was exhausted from running for a long time.

The man on the horse was full of energy at the moment. He was carrying a small burden and had a cheerful expression on his face.

"Well, we finally arrived in Jun'an County. Has it changed so much in the past few years? I just don't know if I still live in the same place. It looks like I need to work hard to find it."

The man on the horse was none other than Zhu Ba who was coming down the mountain.

He had been away from home for several years. After he came down from the mountain, he could no longer suppress his homesickness, so he hurriedly walked slowly in order to return home as soon as possible.

He used to be a teacher in his hometown, but there was a lot of chaos in Beiliang, and the children didn't even have enough to eat, so how could they go to school anymore.

For this reason, Zhu Ba's livelihood was cut off.

He originally wanted to work in farming, but he had no choice but to be robbed by bandits. As a last resort, Zhu Ba decided to become a bandit.

Of course, even if you want to be a bandit, you can't be a bandit in your hometown. After all, no matter what, the rabbit will not eat the grass beside the nest.

Furthermore, if he became a bandit in his hometown, if his wife knew about it, she would definitely point her finger at him and scold him. Zhu Ba didn't want his wife to know, so he went to become a bandit elsewhere.

Now that the copycat brothers have been disbanded, Zhu Ba has also relieved his burden. Now Beiliang is not like it was before. The brothers have a way of living, and it is time for him to go home and see his mother and brother at home.

As for his father, he was killed by Hu Ma who knows how many years ago. Zhu Ba can't even remember his appearance clearly. All that appears in his memory is his father's blurry face.

Zhu Ba was brought up by his mother. In his memory, his mother was a tall and tough peasant woman.

She is very strong, no worse than a man. Perhaps he has inherited her good genes, so he also has brute strength.

Although my mother was already in her fifties when she left home, she was still in good health, and my brother was twenty years old at that time, so Zhu Ba was relieved.

But after being apart for several years, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. For this reason, he decided to stay by his mother's side and fulfill his filial piety when he returned home this time.

Seeing the old horse lowering his head and panting heavily, Zhu Ba touched its head and chuckled:

"Old man, this journey has made you very tired. I'm really sorry."

"It shouldn't be too far from my home. When you get me home, I'll get some good grass and let you eat a few good meals. From now on, you can help me grind at home. I won't have to run around anymore. Let you Enjoy your retirement.”

"hiss"

The black horse didn't know whether it understood its master's words, it raised its head and screamed.

Zhu Ba smiled slightly, turned over and dismounted, and led the horse slowly forward, intending to find someone to ask for my mother's address.

The streets here are dilapidated and many doors are closed. It is not much different from a mountain village.

Zhu Ba looked up and saw an old woman wearing a straw hat walking forward with a basket on her back. The edge of the straw hat was full of floating white hair. Her waist was also bowed sharply. She was holding a stick in her hand and she was leaning forward little by little. As he walked, he looked more than seventy years old at least.

Zhu Ba touched his chin, "Counting the days, my mother should be almost sixty this year, right? I wonder how her health is now."

He shouted to the old woman: "Madam, I want to ask you something. Do you know where Zhu Dafu's family from Sunjiakou lives now?"

The old woman didn't seem to hear her, and kept walking forward little by little.

Zhu Ba scratched his head, thinking that maybe his father died early and others didn't know about it, so he shouted again: "Old man, Sun Xiuying from Sunjiakou, do you know where your home is?"

Sun Xiuying is his mother's name.

The old woman still didn't look back, but kept walking forward little by little. In front of the old woman was a house, which she thought was her home.

Zhu Ba shook his head, "What! This lady is blind and deaf! Forget it, let's ask someone else."

At this time, the black horse next to him neighed. Zhu Ba patted its body and chuckled: "Are you hungry?"

"Forget it, we're not far from home. Let's find a hotel to rest, take a shower, clean up and then go back. It will also make you well fed."

Zhu Ba turned his eyes and looked for an inn that was open. It happened that the door opposite the old woman was an inn. There were several horses standing outside the inn, so he thought they could stay at the inn.

Seeing the inn, Zhu Ba felt happy and couldn't help but think of the jars of strong wine. Since leaving his hometown, he had never tasted the wine brewed in his hometown.

The drinks outside his hometown were extremely bland and tasteless to him, but the strong liquor from his hometown was still enjoyable.

Zhu Ba led the horse and walked slowly over. When he arrived at the door of the store, Zhu Ba tied the horse aside and entered the store with long strides.

The inn was not big, and it didn't even have a decent stable. However, when Zhu Ba entered the inn, he found that there were quite a few people sitting inside.

There were actually ten or twenty people in total, and these twenty people happened to be sitting on both sides.

As a former bandit, Zhu Ba keenly sensed something unusual, and the atmosphere in the store was tense.

At the first glance, he saw that one group of people were wearing extremely sophisticated clothes. They did not look like ordinary people at all, but more like officials. Although they were trying to hide it, Zhu Ba could still see their appearance. Weapons concealed under clothing.

In addition, behind this group of people, there are two wooden boxes, one large and one small. The big wooden box is just like a small coffin, which is really wrong.

The other group of people were all wearing coarse clothes, and everyone's temples were bulging high. They all looked like practitioners. Needless to say, there were weapons hidden under the loose clothes.

Zhu Ba wondered why this small place still encountered such a group of masters, and he immediately wanted to shop.

But before he could take a step, someone in the crowd shouted: "Be careful!"

The moment these two words were spoken, several crossbow arrows were shot from beside the group of well-dressed people. These crossbow arrows were aimed at the group of men in coarse cloth.

With a "bang", the table was lifted up, blocking the crossbow arrows, and someone shouted again: "You want to kill the prince! Get through our level first!"

"Brothers, copy the guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big men in coarse cloth took out their swords one after another and started fighting with the people on the opposite side.

The store owner and the waiter never appeared from the beginning to the end. I don’t know if they had already hidden themselves or were killed by one of the two groups of people.

Zhu Ba was the only outsider in the store at the moment. When he saw the two parties fighting, he hurriedly jumped back and landed at the door.

Zhu Ba wanted to ride away directly without getting involved, but as soon as he took a step, he heard angry shouting from inside:

"You bunch of eagle dogs of the Dog Emperor! If you want to kill the prince, you will only use this kind of dirty trick! You bastards, I will take you to hell today even if I die!"

"Brothers, we must keep the people from Qianji Camp here! We must not let them leave here..."

Before he finished speaking, the man screamed and his voice was cut off. He was obviously killed.

Zhu Ba paused, glanced at the old horse with his head lowered, and then looked back at the people fighting.

Another voice came into my ears: "Who are you! Dare to ruin our affairs! You will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one person shouted angrily, "You lackeys, you should be secretly walking this way, otherwise I will stop you when you leave the capital!"

Zhu Ba leaned carefully behind the door and peeked at the fighting inside. The two groups of people fought fiercely. Several people on both sides had fallen, obviously dead.

Zhu Ba's heart was beating wildly. Although he was once a bandit, he had not actually fought a few tough battles. The constant splashing of blood kept irritating his nasal cavity.

There was a voice in his heart telling him, "Leave quickly, leave quickly, don't get involved, otherwise you will definitely be killed."

In fact, he really wanted to leave immediately, but his feet couldn't move.

The reason is also very simple.

That group of well-dressed people called the "Qianji Camp" came to assassinate King Zhenbei.

Although the other group of people didn't know what organization they were, they were here to stop the Thousand Machine Battalion.

At this moment, countless thoughts passed through Zhu Ba's mind.

My hometown is close at hand, and my mother and brother have not seen each other for many years. If I leave here, I might be able to go home tomorrow, and then I can fulfill my filial piety in front of my mother and stay with my family.

It must be a happy scene.

But if they leave and those people from Qianji Camp kill these rough men, will they continue to assassinate the prince?

If they dare to assassinate the prince with such a small number of people, they must have powerful means.

These people are very dangerous!

Zhu Ba's hands were shaking a little, and the voice in his head rang again.

"The prince is protected by a large army, and there are countless people around him. How can they possibly kill him?

impossible! Totally impossible! There is no way the prince will be assassinated by them!

Let's go. Even if these people from Qianji Camp win, they won't be able to get in front of the prince.

I am just a nobody. I have neither extraordinary wisdom nor powerful martial arts. What can I do? "

Zhu Ba moved his steps and already wanted to leave.

But after taking only one step, he stopped again.

Another voice popped up in my mind:

"If there is a slight possibility that they succeed and the prince is really assassinated, what will happen to Beiliang?

Can I still farm when I go back? Are food taxes going to be raised again? Are the brothers going back to being bandits again?

Children who could go to school have to go to the fields and beg for food?

Are the days of having no clothes to cover, no food to eat and hunger coming back again? "

His body was stiff, but he couldn't take another step.

Zhu Ba could no longer turn a blind eye, so he turned around and looked inside. In this moment, the big men in coarse cloth were almost dead.

Although not many people from the Thousand Machine Battalion died, everyone was injured.

Both sides were very tired from this high-intensity fight.

One of the men in coarse cloth shouted: "If you go to kill the prince, you will harm everyone in Beiliang! You will destroy everything in Beiliang now!"

"Hmph! Your mouth is quite tough. Let's see if your mouth is tougher or my sword is tougher!" The people from Qianji Camp immediately raised their knives and started to kill the remaining big men.

But at this moment, jars of wine were thrown from the counter towards the heads of the Qianji Camp people.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wine jars were broken one by one. The people of Qianji Camp did not expect such a change. With this stunned effort, the big man opposite slashed them with several swords, knocking them down instantly.

And the one who threw the wine jar was none other than Zhu Ba!

At the entrance of the store, there is a counter with many wine jars placed on the counter. Zhu Ba knew that he could not defeat this group of people, so he threw out the wine jars to cause trouble.

But at this moment, as the wine jar was broken, the strong liquor flowing all over the ground gave off a strong aroma of wine. The aroma of wine was mixed with the smell of blood, and Zhu Ba felt that his body was gradually getting warmer.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you attack us!"

Everyone in the Qianji Camp was full of drinks, and one of them turned his head and shouted angrily at Zhu Ba.

Zhu Ba took a deep breath, put down the baggage on his back, took out a short dagger from his waist, mustered up the courage and shouted:

"I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname! It's you, Uncle Zhu Ba!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Ba rushed forward...