"Hold on, hold on."

"Don't panic, quickly form a formation."

"Take the shield out."

"Don't run around."

...

After the initial sneak attack, the caravan that reacted was caught in a hustle and the roar of the guard leader sounded from time to time, causing the somewhat chaotic caravan to gradually settle down and form a defensive formation to resist the rain of arrows flying from the darkness.

"I think those spies have already died. Who is coming this time?"

Chen Zhong, who was lying on the ground, did not get up. The instinct of dozens of times of life and death on the battlefield made him feel like a thorn on his back. He knew that a bigger raid was still behind. He could approach the camp silently. I guess the spies sent out had already died at the enemy. Those were all elites in black. It is conceivable how strong the thieves who attacked their caravan were.

Sure enough, another sharp whistling sound rang out. What just happened was just a crossbow arrow with little lethality, and at this time it was a huge bow and arrow.

The roar of the guard leader gradually faded. Chen Zhong knew that the guard leader who had been fighting for the rest of his life might have been hit by a murderous attack, which made him feel even more urgent. At this time, he didn't care about the caravan, and the most important thing was to survive.

While the caravan was not yet destroyed, Chen Zhong quietly crawled out of the horse circle in the corner of the camp. As long as he climbed there, there would be a glimmer of hope.

When he was about to climb to the horse circle, Chen Zhong could clearly hear the shouts from the camp. Before the thieves in the dark began to rush, his chances of escaping increased greatly.

But when he was five feet away from the horse ring, Chen Zhong, who was lying down, felt the ground under him tremble slightly, and then he could hear the sound of hooves from far to near. Chen Zhong's face was ashes in an instant, and he could no longer care about hiding his figure. He stood up and ran to the stable quickly. After experiencing the battlefield, he was not unfamiliar with the sound of war horses, and the sound of hooves from hundreds.

A fight began suddenly and ended quickly. Although there were many thousand guards in the caravan, they had no power to resist when facing well-trained thieves and hundreds of fierce cavalrymen.

The huge camp became quiet again in just half an hour.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, the leader of the cavalry leader ignored the truck full of precious goods, but took out a piece of silk from his arms and whistled in his mouth. A majestic goshawk fell from the dark night sky.

Tie silk to the claws of the goshawk. The cavalry leader gently patted the goshawk's thick wings, and the goshawk, who is quite human, opened his mouth and made a silent cry, flapping his wings and flying high.

After cleaning the remaining camp, hundreds of elite cavalry and nearly a thousand soldiers were escorting hundreds of trucks carrying valuable carts away. The heavy snow covered the horseshoe marks and rut marks.

"General, one of them claimed that Han Jue came to visit, and the servants had ordered someone to take him to the hall to wait."

After the general practiced the sword, Huan'er handed over a warm silk scarf and then brought up the person who came to visit.

Since the general returned, there have been endless people visiting the door. Huan'er asked the guard to refuse, and only allowed some noble ministers who had to see the general to come in. If it weren't for the Korean nobleman, he wouldn't be like a visitor who came to visit him, Huan'er was not going to let him go into the hall to wait. After all, one of her mistresses was the Han royal family princess. Who knew whether the Korean nobleman knew his mistress.

"Huan'er, Lan'er, I've said it all. Don't call yourself a slave." After Xunqiu moved into the mansion, Li Yu raised this question again, but the two little maids still did their own thing, which made him very helpless.

Hearing Li Yu's words, Huan'er and Lan'er smiled. Without saying anything, Li Yu could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

After having some breakfast with a few little wives, Li Yu came to the reception hall and looked at the anxious young master there. He was speechless. This noble young master was really impatient.

"Young Master is here. Yu took you to see Mr. Xunqiu." Since he agreed to the other party, Li Yu did not delay and went straight to the topic. Xunqiu will enter the palace to teach the prince Qi later.

"Thank you, General." Seeing Li Yu so direct, Han Jue was also a little moved. He originally thought that Li Yu would delay one or two, but he couldn't wait for a moment.

"Please, please."

As Li Yu walked to the backyard, Han Jue felt a little strange. Instead, he thought about it and knew that Xunqiu should live in this Li Mansion, and he had a little more confidence in getting a disciple.

"Brother Li, I wonder if the old man has gotten up?" When he came to the courtyard where Xunqiu was, Li Yu saw Li Si who was dancing swords in the courtyard, and asked with a smile. Because of Huan'er, Li Yu called Li Si and Xunqiu much more casually. When Huan'er officially entered their Li family wall, he would change Xunqiu to his grandfather.

"The teacher is using breakfast, general, please follow me." Li Si stood with his sword and smiled gently at Li Yu. With the relationship between his mentor's granddaughter, Li Si and Li Yu were also invisibly closer, not to mention that he had a good sense of Li Yu, especially those guests, who were all talented.

"I'm sorry, Brother Li."

When he entered the inner room, Xunqiu had just finished his breakfast. Li Yu greeted him and directly introduced the young master Jue behind him: "Old sir, this is Han Jue, the prince of the Han royal family, and he is talented. I hope he can join the old sir."

"Oh." Hearing Li Yu's introduction, Xunqiu glanced at the somewhat thin young man, and an impression appeared in his mind.

"I have heard of Mr. Jue for a long time and I hope I can join Mr. Jue and specialize in Confucianism." Seeing the famous Confucian scholar whom I have admired for a long time, Han Jue suppressed the excitement in his heart, kneeled in front of Xunzi, and said what he had practiced hundreds of times last night.

"In this way, I will accept you. I hope you can study hard and not lose your youth." After stroking my long beard, Xunzi nodded and happily accepted the disciple.

"Disciple thanks the teacher."

Unexpectedly, he joined Xunzi so easily, and Han Jue kowtowed excitedly.

Li Yu was also a little surprised. He thought Mr. Xun could get the talent of Gongzijue, but he accepted his disciples so easily. You know, Mr. Xun taught in Jixia Academy for 30 years and had thousands of people under his sect, but he could only be called a disciple of five fingers. But now he accepted Gongzijue without asking. Li Yu thought that his face was really valuable.

"Get up, I don't have so many cumbersome etiquettes when I wait for Confucianism."

"Teacher Xie."

"After entering my door, I will take another word for you. Your elder brother is named Si, so you will be wrong. I hope you will understand right and wrong, and don't let the thought of your homeland blind your eyes." Xunzi still thinks this disciple is good. Of course, he would not accept disciples so easily. Even Li Yu's face is impossible, because his old friend once said that when he was traveling around the world, he once said that there was a young man in the Han royal family who had a heart for the world and could make a fortune. That young man was Gongzi Jue, and his old friend was Zou Yan, who was known as knowing the general trend of the world.

"Mr. Xie gave him a name." Han Jue knew that being given a name by his teacher was actually a disciple, and he personally passed it on to his disciples and could serve him.

"Congratulations to the old man for obtaining this good jade."

At the moment when he was distracted, Li Yu did not hear what Mr. Xun said, but it did not prevent him from congratulating and congratulating him. If he introduced someone, he could be directly accepted as a disciple by Xunzi. Li Yu also felt very proud.

"I want to enter the palace to teach the prince, Sier, teach the junior brother well." He looked at Li Yu with some dissatisfaction, and Xunqiu walked straight out of the room.

Before Xunqiu could communicate well, his granddaughter went back to be Li Yu's maid, which made him accept it. Although the Xun clan had declined, they were born as a nobleman at least, and Huan'er was the only bloodline of their Xun clan, but he was willing to be someone else's maid, which was simply outrageous.

Xunqiu was filled with guilt for Huan'er, and she couldn't even love her, so she wouldn't force her to make any decisions. However, it would be strange if Xunqiu had a good face. His granddaughter was a good woman in the world, so he naturally blamed all this on this young general.
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