Chapter 68 Not everyone can get their hands on the things in my town’s Zuoying!

Cao Han stared at Yang Zhengshan with his eyes like sharp swords, and the murderous intent in his heart was released without any concealment.

The camp was attacked, tens of thousands of soldiers were defeated and scattered, and the Hu cavalry would come to chase them at any time. Cao Han had no intention of talking nonsense with Yang Zhengshan here.

If it weren't for the fact that they fled too hastily and didn't even carry some dry food, he would not have paid any attention to Yang Zhengshan's food team.

Yang Zhengshan was also looking at him, and their eyes met in the air. The atmosphere around them immediately became solemn, and there was a sense of tension.

"Assholes, it's your blessing that the garrison commander is willing to accept you, and you dare to refuse!"

"Don't put down your weapons and stand aside obediently!"

Cao Han didn't say anything, but a guy next to him who didn't know if he was a personal guard or a servant spoke first.

He relied on the power of others, and his tone and demeanor were extremely arrogant, and he didn't take Yang Zhengshan and others seriously at all.

Just as he said, it seemed that Cao Han was willing to accept them, which was their blessing.

"Do you know who the garrison commander is? He is the second master of the Marquis of Qingyang Mansion and the grandson-in-law of Eunuch Zhang!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful? You deserve to be beaten!"

The man was still shouting.

Yang Mingzhi, Yang Mingwu and others couldn't help but show panic and worry on their faces when they heard it.

Marquis of Qingyang, that is a noble!

Eunuch Zhang, that is, Zhang Yude, is the eunuch guarding Chongshan Town.

Such a background is an extremely noble existence in their eyes.

Although they have followed Yang Zhengshan in the army for several months, in fact, they are still ordinary people in their hearts.

Some concepts cannot be changed in a short time.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Zhengshan.

And Yang Zhengshan was still looking at Cao Han.

What Marquis of Qingyang, Yang Zhengshan didn't take it to heart.

Although he didn't know Marquis of Qingyang, but in front of the Ningguo Mansion, Marquis of Qingyang was definitely not enough.

But he couldn't ignore the eunuch Zhang Yude.

The county magistrate is better off managing it now.

The Marquis of Qingyang Mansion is not in Chongshan Pass, but the eunuch Zhang Yude who guards Chongshan Pass is extremely powerful.

But then again, if the sky falls, there are tall people to support it.

We are not without big brothers, so there is no need to be timid.

"Quack!"

Yang Zhengshan shouted coldly, and suddenly a short gun appeared in his hand. With a swoosh, a sharp cold light shot directly at the shouting man.

The speed of the short gun was very fast. The man was still shouting, and the cold light had already reached him.

"Bold!"

Cao Han's reaction was also very fast. At the moment Yang Zhengshan made a move, the sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed and blocked in front of the short gun.

Dingdang!

The three-foot-long goose feather knife cut off the short gun.

The shouting man realized that he almost lost his life just now, and his face turned extremely pale.

Yang Zhengshan naturally ignored the man who was shouting. He placed the gilded flying fish spear in front of him. He pulled out two short guns from his back again and looked at Cao Han with a firm gaze.

"Not everyone can get their hands on the things of my Zhenbiao Zuoying!"

Now he is a member of Zhenbiao Zuoying, and everything behind him belongs to Zhenbiao Zuoying.

No matter what Cao Han wants to do, he will get his hands on the things of Zhenbiao Zuoying.

Although he is just a small grain transport officer of Zhenbiao Zuoying, he has Zhenbiao Zuoying and Zhou Lan, a guerrilla general from the Ningguo Mansion, standing behind him.

In short, Yang Zhengshan is just waving the flag.

First, bring out Zhenbiao Zuoying.

Cao Han looked at Yang Zhengshan with a frosty face. He really didn't expect Yang Zhengshan to be so stubborn.

He thought that even if Yang Zhengshan was unwilling, he should follow his orders after knowing his identity and background.

At that time, he could get any food or war horses from the grain team.

But now Yang Zhengshan rejected him so firmly. It was no longer a question of what he wanted, but a question of his face.

If he retreated like this today, he would probably become a joke to countless people when he returned to Chongshan Pass.

He couldn't even handle a small grain transport officer. What face did Cao Erye of the Marquis of Qingyang have to talk about?

That's right, Cao Han was angry now because of this.

If Yang Zhengshan knew that he was still concerned about his face, he would definitely call him a moron.

At this time, he was still concerned about his face.

Chongshan Town was defeated, and Chongshan Pass would inevitably usher in a storm.

Let's not talk about whether we can fight next, we should also think about what to do after returning to Chongshan Pass.

"In this case, don't blame me for enforcing military law!" Cao Han raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it at Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan's heart tightened. This brain-dead guy actually wanted to do it.

He was really worried.

The pursuers of the Hu cavalry may come at any time. If they really fight, wouldn't it be that the Hu cavalry will take advantage of them for nothing?

At this time, Yang Zhengshan was also full of anger.

When dealing with the Hu cavalry, each of them was as timid as a young wife and dared not move.

But when dealing with their own people, they were as arrogant as they could be, as domineering as they could be.

No wonder Chongshan Town was defeated so quickly. If Chongshan Town was full of such officials, it would be strange if they didn't lose the battle.

Just when Yang Zhengshan was ready to fight, the rumbling sound of horse hooves like thunder came from behind.

"Sir, General Zhou is here!"

"General Zhou is here!"

The crowd behind him cheered.

Yang Zhengshan was relieved when he heard that. He looked behind him calmly and saw the flag of the town's left camp fluttering in the rushing dust.

But Cao Han's face became ugly.

Zhou Lan!

That was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

As a nobleman, he knew more about the power of the Ningguo Mansion and Zhou Lan's position in the Ningguo Mansion than anyone else.

Although Zhou Lan was a woman and had a reputation in Kyoto for killing her husband, she was the old Duke's favorite in the Ningguo Mansion.

The third lady of the Ningguo Mansion, who had been raised in pampering since childhood, was not an exaggeration to say that she was the most favored person in the world.

The flags flew, and in a moment, Zhou Lan led nearly a thousand cavalrymen to step on the river.

Xilulu~~

The blue-black horse neighed, and Zhou Lan stopped outside the grain team.

A pair of clear eyes swept around and finally fell on Cao Han.

"Cao Ertou, what are you doing here?"

After these words came out, Cao Han was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he shouted angrily: "Zhou Lan, how many times have I told you not to call me by my nickname!"

In ancient society, the probability of infant mortality was very high, and many people would superstitiously believe that cheap names were easier to raise.

Not only ordinary people, but also noble families were no exception.

The nickname of the current Marquis of Qingyang is Datou, and Cao Erye is naturally Ertou.

"Get out of here if you have nothing to do! You are getting in the way here!" Zhou Lan didn't care about Cao Han's anger at all, and said with disgust as if she was looking at a fly.

"You!"

Cao Han was angry and raised his knife to point at Zhou Lan.

He was just angry, and didn't really want to do anything to Zhou Lan, but his action of raising the knife fell into the eyes of others, which was tantamount to challenging Zhou Lan.

Shua shua~~

Zhou Lan didn't come alone, and there were nearly a thousand cavalrymen from the left camp of the town standard behind her.

Seeing Cao Han raise his knife, the cavalrymen immediately took the bows and arrows from the saddles, drew the bows and arrows, and pointed them directly at Cao Han.

Under the bright sun, the arrows sparkled like a ray of light, like the rippling light on the river.

Cao Han was instantly silent.

He silently put away his long sword, not daring to say a word, and drove his horse away quickly.

Damn, being pointed at by hundreds of arrows, how could he dare to say a word?

The sparkling arrows completely extinguished the anger in his heart.