I played as an assistant in ancient times

Chapter 105

The old man looked at the long line of civilians leaving the city and turned away.

"Do you want to stay and wait for them?" Shi Cun was quite impressed by the old man, who actually dared to let two grandchildren who were only twelve or thirteen years old out.

He didn't know that Mr. Shen was regretting his decision to death. After just a moment's hesitation, the two little ones left.

The old man said, "No, let's go see if we can buy a few carts. Yesterday, I saw several young men and peasants in the village with injuries on their legs. I would like to trouble you, brother Ten Inch, to lend me your horse."

"No trouble, old man is kind and righteous." Shicun didn't care, he just needed to feed the horse more good food.

The old man glanced at the city gate at the other end and said, "I just hope to accumulate some blessings for the children.

It snows early outside the Great Wall, I wonder if they can adapt to it.”

As soon as the two children he was talking about came out of the pass, they rode their horses and galloped for twenty miles. It was only after the little black cat meowed a few times that Shen Xiaoye, who was running in high spirits, slowed down his horse.

"What's wrong? If you're cold, go stay in the carriage." She was very sympathetic to it.

The kitten snorted, "Slow down, or the mother leopard won't be able to catch up."

As soon as it finished transmitting the message, Shen Xiaoye stopped completely, "Didn't you say to let it go back to Wuzhong Mountain or Fushan?"

"Xiaoye, why don't you leave?

If you feel cold, put on your cotton-padded jacket." Shen Cungeng reined in his horse with everyone else in front. Even though they were only running twenty miles, the difference between hot and cold was huge.

Shen Xiaoye: "I'm not cold, it's just..."

"Ow..."

A low roar like sawing wood came from a distance, interrupting her words.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a lightning-like figure flash by in the distance on the right.

"Leopard! Brothers, catch it!" The soldiers riding on horses from the opposite side shouted, and in an instant several riders chased out like arrows.

Shen Xiaoye was anxious: "Hurry! It's Leopard Mother! Taoist Priest, help me!"

As a result, her horse could not catch up with the team of horses, and Taoist Qingxi, who was chasing after her, said, "They can't catch up."

Before he could finish his words, the people who had been chasing him came back cursing and passed by them.

Shen Xiaoye looked around and really couldn't see the mother leopard in her sight. She patted the little black cat hiding in her arms and asked, "Did you let it come?"

"Meow." The little black cat poked its head out and called to Taoist Qingxi: It was he who said that it would be better for Mother Leopard to follow in the dark.

Shen Xiaoye: "What should we do now? The leopard's instantaneous speed is fast, but it can't maintain this speed forever."

Her original plan was to let the mother leopard stay in the carriage.

"It will definitely come again." Taoist Qingxi was very sure, and said, "It's better to hurry up, the further north you go, the darker it gets.

We need to maintain a speed of 70 to 80 miles a day to reach Kaiping within ten days."

She asked, "Can't it be faster? Or is this post station far away?"

"Horses won't work." Guard Chen pointed out, "Besides, there are only four post stations along this road, totaling more than 700 miles, and the first Gucheng post station is exactly 70 miles away from the pass."

He actually wanted to go faster, but the speed of the inferior horse and the carriage was limited, and there was nothing anyone could do.

The most important reason was that he was worried that the brother and sister would not be able to bear riding a hundred miles a day.

"Okay, we just happened to meet some civilian workers on the way, so we can look for him." Shen Xiaoye didn't know what he was thinking, but when they met the team of civilian workers returning on the way, they still hadn't found his uncle.

There wasn't even a stranger she had met before, and even after she checked into the inn to rest, she never felt relaxed.

After dinner, Shen Cungeng came to her and said, "Xiao Ye, what if my father and fourth uncle went to another garrison, or if they have a team entering the pass from Yongning?"

"No, sir, I've seen the route they take out of the border. Generally speaking, they will only retreat to Kaiping. As for Yongning... I think grandpa will go there." Shen Xiaoye didn't believe that grandpa would be willing to go back. His two sons were outside the border, and they wouldn't just sit and wait like grandma, as they were not bedridden.

She comforted him: "You must have faith, your uncles will come back."

Shen Cungeng wanted to say something several times but stopped himself. In fact, he had no confidence. Even if his father and fourth uncle came back with injuries, it would be fine. With no news, what he feared most was that they would be trapped in the enemy camp and become a slave.

At this time, he didn't know that his old father was indeed in the enemy camp and was feeding the horses.

Shen Changshou recalled that day, he fought with the Northern Tartars to the end, and collapsed from exhaustion. In addition, he was injured and was pinned down by someone at the time.

When he woke up again, it was already night, and the Northern Tartar cavalry were busy chasing them and had no time to deal with the bodies.

But he didn't expect that when he climbed out, a team of people came sneaking in at night to clean up the battlefield and pick up things, and he instantly made eye contact with one of them.

When he was about to stab, the man asked him in the language of the Great Zhou: "Where are you from? Southerners without armor are not soldiers."

"I'm from Linghe, Shuntian Prefecture, and I'm a commoner." Shen Changshou said this inexplicably to a child who was about the same age as his son.

"Where is Linghe?"

"In Shuntian, which is near the capital, do you want to kill me?"

The other party thought for a moment and said, "Can you read? If you can, be my slave and I won't kill you."

"Then you'd better kill me." Shen Changshou looked carefully in the moonlight of August, "Are you from the Great Zhou?"

"No, my mother is." The other party persuaded him: "Promise me, I will let you live. Mandulatu used to say that southerners know a lot of things, especially arithmetic. We can learn more and it will be helpful to us."

"Agula, what are you hesitating about?" Someone came over and immediately drew his sword when he saw a living person.

Just as Shen Changshou was about to make the final move to take one away, Agula stepped in front and said in Tartar: "This is a civilian, he can teach us a lot.

Saihan, do you remember Mr. Jiu from the Buhe tribe? He can get them salt and cotton cloth from the Great Zhou.

Think about it, we won’t get much of the stuff on the battlefield, and once the fighting starts, no one will come here to sell stuff.”

"Can he?" Saihan pointed his knife at him, and at the same time pulled the boy away, facing Shen Changshou directly, "Can you get us cotton when winter comes?

Look, he can't, so I shouldn't have brought you out. If you don't dare to kill me, then let me kill you."

Shen Changshou didn't understand, but Agula pushed him away and started mumbling something. Then he was tied up and hidden by two men. He watched them strip the soldiers of their belongings, move the bodies to a grassless place and burn them.

Then they secretly took him away and sent him to their small tribe by Agula. He still doesn't understand why he was saved by that little boy.

"Sigh..." Shen Changshou tightened his clothes. It was too cold in Mobei. He wanted to escape, but without a horse, he couldn't tell which direction to go after leaving the camp. Agula caught up with him quickly and said that there were northern barbarian tents all around.

And I have to walk more than ten miles with him, and there are so many accounts. What should I do if I stay in Mobei for the rest of my life?

He shook his body and carried the bucket out. Suddenly he felt a force coming from behind. He immediately turned around and used the bucket to block it, but the bucket was instantly cut in half by the opponent's knife.

As the two men approached each other, both he and the other were surprised.

"Sui Ge'er!"

"Big brother!"

Another person who had flashed into the stable came out in an instant: "I'll go, Brother Shen."

"Hush!" Shen Changshou pushed the two of them under the shed, "I'm in charge of this shed, you guys hide for a while."