Xuanxia

Chapter 978 Good wind relies on strength
After running all the way, He Sanjiang was already dizzy and tired, but he still gritted his teeth and galloped on his horse through the woods.

The brothers did not know Hua Ruying, but they guessed that she was probably someone who had received favors from Fu Qingzhou.

In fact, they always felt that they had heard the name Fu Qingzhou somewhere, but they just couldn't remember where.

The villagers are not gangsters, and many rumors circulating outside are simply meaningless to them who work hard in the fields... Maybe the old ladies at the village have heard about them and talked about them, but they don't care.

He Sanjiang only knew that of the twenty or so brothers in their village who were forcibly conscripted into the Xishuo Army, there were only five of them left. As the oldest among them, he was called the big brother and had to be responsible for them.

Therefore, when he left the Xishuo army and went to report the news, he felt like a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

What if... what if something goes wrong, none of the five of them will survive!

If the general had not given him the token, He Sanjiang would have thought of knocking out all his brothers and then setting off alone.

Because he hated the Xishuo Army.

The Xishuo army robbed the grain that their village had stored up with great effort over a year, and put spears against their backs, forcing them to fight the rebels.

Although the brothers in the village all died at the hands of the rebels, He Sanjiang did not hate them. He only hated the Xishuo Army. Although he was a villager, he knew very well who was a good guy and who was a bad guy. In his heart, the labels of "good guy" and "bad guy" were enough, and no additional judgment was needed.

After taking Baishan City, he learned that his group was forcibly conscripted into the army and then voluntarily let him go and gave him a way to survive. He was a good man.

"General Fu", who led a group of people to try to break through, and after failing, took the initiative to stand in the front and let other brothers go first, is an even better kind-hearted and righteous person.

On the contrary, the Xishuo Army is the bad guys.

Those ghost cultivators in the Xishuo Army, those guys who exude a ghostly aura every time they make a move, are even worse guys!
The village man’s view of good and evil is very simple and straightforward - a good person saved his life, and now he has to save others from the hands of a bad person, so while he still has the strength to spare, he has to help the good person and repay the life-saving grace.

"Big brother!"

Behind He Sanjiang, the tired voices of his fellow villagers could be heard: "How about we stop? I can't hold on any longer!"

Then, several other brothers also shouted.

They were all just farmers who could not even ride horses before being captured by the Xishuo Army. They were originally cannon fodder. If it were not for their luck to survive to this day and make some military achievements, they would never have been able to practice riding horses.

Now, working all night without sleep and running more than 200 miles until the next afternoon is simply a super extreme sport for them.

"No, no!"

He Sanjiang didn't even turn his head and gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't do it, just rest by yourselves! I'll go by myself!"

But having said that, when he kicked the horse's belly hard again, he himself felt extremely dizzy, lost his balance, and fell heavily from the horse!

"Big brother!"

The young men behind were horrified and stopped their horses, then tumbled off their horses. When they rushed to He Sanjiang, they found that their big brother had fallen badly, with blood all over his face. They were so anxious that they burst into tears.

Fortunately, He Sanjiang woke up after a while. The blood on his face looked scary, but it was just blood from a few knocked out teeth and his facial skin was scratched a little, so it was not serious.

"Brother, why are you in such a hurry?"

A young man sighed: "We are so tired that we can't help even if we get there..."

"Alas..." He Sanjiang sighed heavily: "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I won't be able to help my benefactor, and that it will be too late..."

"Perhaps, we are not the only ones helping our benefactor to pass on the message?"

Another young man consoled him, "General Fu and Advisor Lu released many people in Baishan City, not just us. Who knows, maybe there were people like us down the hillside last night who decided to deliver the message?"

He Sanjiang shook his head.

He took out the token from his waist and said in a hoarse voice, "But we are the only ones who have this."

The young men were all silent.

He Sanjiang wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and took out a piece of dry food from his arms: "This really won't work. Let's eat and then continue on our journey."

The young men stopped arguing and sat in a circle, taking out their dry biscuits and silently chewing them. But as they chewed, the horses they rode fell to the ground and began to snort like people gasping for breath. Then one horse even fell to the ground and couldn't get up again, spitting white foam from its mouth.

They... are too tired.

"Oops."

He Sanjiang's face darkened: "The horse is no longer able to do it..."

"Hey."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away: "I've been listening for a long time... You are wearing Xishuo military uniforms, but you are going to deliver a message for Fu Qingzhou?"

He Sanjiang and others were shocked and turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound!

In the forest not far away, a man in a black robe and a strange mask came floating like a ghost!

"W-Who are you!"

Several people were shocked and suddenly drew out their sabers and pointed them over!
But this person was not afraid at all, and continued to "float" forward, saying in a rather amusing tone: "You don't think I'm a ghost cultivator, do you?"

“Isn’t it!” He Sanjiang gritted his teeth and said, “You look like this… Yes, we are the Xishuo Army!”

He waved the token given by Hua Ruying: "We are here to deliver a message for the general! I have never heard of Fu Qingzhou!"

"Ahahahaha——"

The masked man stopped and laughed loudly.

He even turned around and took off his mask, as if wiping away tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes.

When he put on his mask again and turned around, he had calmed down a lot, but there was still a smile in his tone: "With people like you, you can't send a message to Tang Jiao and the others when you get to the Hexi Corridor. You are too stupid."

"Tang Jiao? Who?" He Sanjiang was surprised.

"Fu Qingzhou's junior sister... I say, what's wrong with you?" the masked man asked, "You know nothing, you don't understand anything, how dare you take such a big job? And you don't even know me, you are really not from Mingjian Pavilion?"

"Ming Jian Pavilion?" He Sanjiang was even more confused: "What does this have to do with Ming Jian Pavilion!"

"Headache."

The masked man scratched his head through the hood of his black robe and said, "Well, tell me about your situation... Don't worry, if I were a member of the Xishuo Army, I would have killed you long ago. Moreover, with my ability, there is no point in you lying."

Several villagers looked at each other.

After hesitating for a moment, He Sanjiang let out a long sigh.

"Row."

He said slowly: "We have met many bad people along the way, and also met many good people. In this case, let's just treat you as a good person."

Without giving it any more thought, he told everyone everything that happened after the Zhou Camp invaded Baishan City.

The masked man nodded repeatedly as he listened. Although his face could not be seen, one could sense that he was thinking about something.

"I see……"

The masked man said leisurely: "What an idle move..."

"What?" He Sanjiang was puzzled.

"nothing."

The masked man smiled and said, "We are both lucky - I was just wondering how to sneak into the encirclement of the Xishuo army to rescue people. You guys also need someone to help, right?"

(End of this chapter)