"Get out!" Zhang Qian shouted angrily, and leaned over and copied the bronze tube he had just put down in his hand.

There is only one shot of one or two gunpowder and one or two lead bullets hidden in the pipe. It has only one chance to fire. It must be used as a life-saving killer and cannot be used easily. However, the length and weight of the pipe itself are suitable as a cold weapon to fight the enemy.

And fighting in a car is far better than riding a horse for Zhang Qian. He doesn't have to consider his body balance and coordination with his mount, just hold the bronze tube and aim it at the door.

Anyway, Wang Maozhong could not break the defense of the carriage for a while. A few steps ahead, he arrived at the village of Zhang Shaojian’s house. At that time, Ren Quan, who was taking Zhuang Ding and the tenants to level the land, found that his owner was "bullied" and would definitely lead everyone to rush forward.

"Get out? Where to go. This road does not occupy half an inch of land in your farm." Although Wang Maozhong was a slut, he was very thin. Seeing that this place was not far from the gate of Zhang Qian's family, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​smashing the carriage and forcing the other party to come out for discussion. He curled his lips and shouted with his neck, "The road is facing the sky, go one side. Although you are a fifth-rank, you cannot occupy the entire road and prevent the people from passing through!"

After saying that, he didn't care how Zhang Qian reacted. He turned his eyes to the middle-aged Taoist priest again and pointed out with a smile: "Big Nose, because you are Zhang Qian's fellow disciple, you just attacked grandpa, and grandpa won't bother with you. Grandpa teaches you how to be good, you just block the door and say that the elders of the master's sect have no food to eat. Come and join him, see that he has the good intention to drive you away!"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged Taoist Luo Huaizu also discovered that Wang Maozhong was a good person and was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just frowned and snorted coldly.

"Don't hum, I'm really kind to guide you. Look at you, you're so poor that you can't even eat the food, why are you pretending to be big-headed garlic?" Wang Maozhong was afraid that the world would be in chaos, so he decisively ignored Luo Huaizu's attitude towards him and continued to fan the flames. "Since you are here to beat someone else's Qiufeng, don't be as arrogant as a master. Tell him honestly that he has nowhere to live, be a slave and be as good as his servant. Can he really treat you as a slave?"

"Get out!" The middle-aged Taoist priest could no longer stand a bastard like Wang Maozhong, so he stopped and whispered.

"Oh, why don't you know at least?!" Wang Maozhong immediately felt embarrassed again, and suddenly grabbed the reins of the mount, and took out the gourd hammer he had just recovered from under the saddle. "That's not my fault for not giving Mr. Zhang face. Show off the weapons. Grandpa won't take advantage of you. Let's settle the new and old accounts together!"

"Light, just Liang, you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The middle-aged Taoist priest Luo Huaizu suffered a lot of grievances on Zhang Qian and had nowhere to scatter. Hearing Wang Maozhong's arrogant words, he immediately took a few steps back and slapped his hands into a slanting shape of embracing the moon in his arms.

"Master, take the stick!" The little Taoist picked up the long stick and just chased him. Seeing this scene, he immediately threw one of them over. Luo Huaizu took it sideways, held two stick flowers with one hand, then, one kick in front and one kick, the tip of the stick was pulled down, and the tail of the stick was raised up. In an instant, the moon in his arms turned into a piping grass and looking for snakes.

"Luo Family Spear?" After all, Wang Dachui, the famous playboy. Wang Maozhong is not good at doing anything else, but his knowledge in martial arts is not too bad. Seeing Luo Huaizu's starting move, he immediately put away his thoughts of teasing the other party and slowly set off his horse in circles.

Unlike in the 21st century, traditional martial arts were influenced by novels and generally developed into mystery and verbal artillery. In the eighth century, martial arts were the biggest reliance for men to gain fame and save their lives on the battlefield. Therefore, the martial arts techniques at this time were all simple and practical, and there were only a dozen martial arts schools that could be recognized by the world.

Among these dozen martial arts schools, the most popular and widely circulated is the Luo Family Spear, commonly known as the Luo Family Spear. Almost everyone has figured out the military generals who have experienced many battle formations.

The reason is also very simple. First, although Luo Shixin, the former owner of the Luo Family Spear, was famous, but died before the Tang Dynasty unified the world. When he died, he was just in his early twenties and no descendants were left behind him. No matter who practiced the Luo Family Spear skills, he did not have to consider that the descendants of the Luo Family came to make trouble.

Second, it is because Luo Shixin passed down this set of spear techniques, which was extremely easy to get started, and after mastering the essence, it was amazingly powerful. Back then, Luo Shixin was under Zhang Xutuo's command, often riding dozens of bandits alone to run away, while bandits would rather be caught up by him from behind and stabbed to death one by one than have the courage to turn back and fight. (Note: This is a real record recorded in historical materials)

The third thing is that Luo Shixin's good brothers Qin Qiong, Cheng Zhijie, Xu Shiji and others were causing trouble.

After the Tang Dynasty unified the world, the Wagang brothers, except for Shan Xiongxin, who would rather die than surrender, and Wang Bodang, who was determined to surrender and Li Mi, were the other ones who were granted the title of Duke and the title of Duke. Almost everyone succeeded and became famous. Luo Shixin died young and enjoyed nothing. Everyone spread his spear skills in the army, so as not to forget his name early.

With Xu Shiji and Cheng Zhijie later in the Tang army and Qin Qiong's bravery, they joined forces to promote a martial arts skill, which naturally resulted in twice the result with half the effort. Soon, this martial arts skill took root in the Tang army, and almost no other martial arts could be replaced.

So much so that during the Shenlong period, the Xu family was destroyed and the Cheng family was no longer in glory. The descendants of the Qin family completely changed from military generals to civil servants. The reputation of Luo Family Rao and Luo Shixin was still at its peak.

Therefore, as soon as Luo Huaizu showed his starting move today, Wang Maozhong immediately did not dare to get too close to the person without accelerating the horse. While slowly circled around the outside, looking for the other party's flaws, the circle radius spiraled outward.

If the Taoist priest showed a flaw in a short time, he would go down from the horse's back and end the battle with lightning speed. If the Taoist priest did not show any flaw in a short time, he could also speed up from a distance and gain an absolute advantage with the sprint speed of the mount.

Unfortunately, after only half of the spiral circle, his way was blocked by Zhang Qian in a carriage. Although the latter had no experience in fighting for power on the battlefield, he could not see Wang Maozhong's little thoughts. However, after receiving the help of Luo Huaizu, he could not watch this person suffer. Therefore, as long as he could interfere with Wang Maozhong's tricks, he would never dislike him.

"Why, do you want to recognize this bull's nose as your master again? I didn't know who it was just now, and I often refused to show up in the carriage like a turtle!" Wang Maozhong could not distance himself from Luo Huaizu, and his chances of winning were immediately reduced by half. He was worried that when he fought with Luo Huaizu, he would be attacked again by Zhang Qian behind the back. He decisively waved the gourd hammer to protect himself, and sneered and ridiculed him.

"Don't fight at my door when fighting. You don't think it's troublesome, but I think it's troublesome!" Zhang Qian was too lazy to argue with this person, so he simply put on an airshot, "Where you should go, otherwise, I will treat you as a bully to see who can protect you!"

"You..." Wang Maozhong was immediately embarrassed and angry, but he had no choice.

He was trusted by his master, and his identity was a slave at this moment. No matter how famous Zhang Qian is, the young prisoner, is still a fifth-ranked official. Zhang Qian was anxious just now and forgot to act as an official. He could do whatever he wanted to be a slut and pull Zhang Qian to compete and compete. As long as Zhang Qian was willing to show off his face and put on the official airs, he would even be used as a reason to punish him, not to mention waving his hammer at Zhang Qian, even yelling loudly.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Qian had just not gotten rid of the habit of the 21st century, so he couldn't remember to use an official hat to suppress others. Suddenly, he found that the official hat was suppressing others, and the effect was immediate. He was immediately excited. "Wang Maozhong, do you want to attack me? Or do you want to cause trouble for your master? I don't believe that in Chang'an City, which prince dares to indulge the slaves under his command to come to bully an official!"

"You, you, you have nothing. You do this, it's not what a gentleman does!" Wang Maozhong was so angry that he shivered. However, he didn't dare to wave the golden hammer in his hand. He didn't dare to be ignorant of his mouth. He bit his teeth and then bite them. Suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he turned his mount and ran away in panic.

"One day I want to ask for a fight, and I'll call your brother to take you with you, let's fight empty-handedly!" Zhang Qian suddenly felt that this person was a little pitiful, in addition to being hateful, and he laughed and ordered.

"You are just a fifth-grade person. Don't bully the young man's poor. Sooner or later, Wang will step on you under his feet!" Wang Maozhong turned his head and threw down his words that he thought he was very tough, and continued to ride his horse. He was afraid that he would run slowly, so that Zhang Qian could see clearly his embarrassing look in tears!

"You found this yourself, don't blame me!" Unexpectedly, his words would actually stimulate Wang Maozhong so fiercely. Zhang Qian was a little reluctant, raised his hand and scratched his short hair under his official hat, and muttered with a wry smile. (Note: In fact, in the Tang Dynasty, it would not be regarded as a virtue to show off his official airs with ordinary people. Yang Qian was mediocre as an official, but the deeds left by historical books were that when he was the prime minister, he was insulted by the reckless man who drove a ox cart in person, but he was not angry.)

He turned around and was about to close the car door and go home. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged Taoist priest Luo Huaizu dropped the wooden stick in his hand and rushed over quickly. Without saying a word, he bowed and bowed: "Qi Mo's disciple Luo Huaizu, pay homage to Qin Mo and Senior Brother Zhang. Our master and disciple are at a loss today, so please protect me!"

"What?" Unexpectedly, this person really accepted Wang Maozhong's suggestion, and Zhang Qian was immediately dumbfounded.

Just as I was scraping my stomach, I wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but a familiar voice suddenly came from my ears, "Gululu, Gulululu, Gulululu...", I lowered my head in shock, and saw the little Taoist boy pressing his lower abdomen with a blushing face! But I really didn't eat breakfast, and I've been hungry since the early morning! Second update, good night everyone. Drunk lovers
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