As the wind and snow whistled and the sound of hooves got closer, the team of escaped slaves that had spread out shrunk into a ball. Women, children, and the elderly were surrounded in the center.

More than thirty young and strong fugitive slaves holding weapons tightly held the weapons in their hands, stared hard, and looked in the direction of the sound of hooves.

Dama, who is extremely experienced in combat, has already heard from the dense sound of hooves that at least nearly a hundred cavalry are galloping this way.

With the appearance of this number of cavalry, Dama knew very well that the escape journey of himself and his brothers might have come to an end.

"Brothers, are you afraid of death!" Dama roared angrily.

"Don't be afraid!" The slave soldiers who fought with him on the battlefield all gave up the fear of facing unknown death at this moment, and roared in unison.

A slave soldier missing **** on his left hand stared into his blood-red eyes and showed a crazy grin.

"Killing one is enough money, killing two is enough. I have been a dog for half my life. Today, I want to be myself."

"Come on, Tubo bastards, come on!"

Roaring sounds finally reached the ears of the Tubo cavalry who were chasing after the fugitive slave team.

The headed Baihu Zanjia heard the roar in the wind and snow, narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his arms, and made a gesture.

The elite Tubo cavalry around them began to line up in a horizontal line, and slowly moved towards the escaped slave team less than a hundred paces away.

Zan Jia rode his horse at the front with restraint, looked at the strongest brute in the escaped slave team, and shouted loudly.

"Slaves, put down your weapons and follow me obediently, even though you will die.

But at least those slaves who were not as tall as a wheel were still alive. "

"If you dare to resist, I will kill all of you, and then, I will skin all the slaves you are protecting at this moment, and pour hot copper water into their stomachs..."

Hearing Zanga's threat, Dharma turned to look at his wife and his daughter who was tightly hugged by his wife.

He beat his chest angrily, broke off the tip of the saber, and pointed it forward.

"Bastards! Come if you have the ability! Even if we die, let you **** know that we would rather die than be your slaves."

Seeing these fugitive slaves swearing endlessly, Zan Jia's face, which was blue by the cold wind, was now covered in black.

"Since you guys who are not as good as pigs and dogs want to die, then I will..." Zanjia's big hand just grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist.

Suddenly my heart throbbed, I turned my head subconsciously, and looked aside, there seemed to be something moving.

Not only him and the Tubo cavalry, Dama and others also looked in that direction in astonishment, as if someone was coming again.

And it should also be a large cavalry, galloping towards this side.

Zanjia couldn't help pursing his lips, could it be that there were other soldiers who fled and went to other tribes for help?

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The sound of hooves was getting closer and closer, the huge and heavy iron hooves stepped on the withered grass and snow, splashing grass clippings and snow foam.

The iron hoof had just disappeared, and another iron hoof stepped on it continuously, trampling the snow plain, exposing the withered grass and the blackened soil.

The cavalry galloped wildly in the wind and snow, led by Qiangba, the former slave soldier, but now, the inspector and lieutenant of the Tang Dynasty.

Beside him was a runaway slave in ragged clothes and disheveled hair. It was this runaway slave who was guiding the direction, and Qiangba led 300 rebel cavalry from the Governor's Mansion of Yaozhou, galloping towards him. Mrs. Li couldn't help being amused, for Cheng Chubi who treated her husband's foot disease, she has also heard a great name for a long time.

"Oh? That Cheng Sanlang who likes serious nonsense?"

"Yes, that's him. He asked Hai'er what a hero is, and Hai'er is a chivalrous man who has wandered around the rivers and lakes for many years, so he naturally knows."

"But his words: A great man is for the country and the people. The children are deeply touched, and every time they think about this sentence, they feel that their hearts are surging and it is difficult for themselves."

Mrs. Li, who was still smiling at first, couldn't help but froze when she heard this, and after a few breaths, she said in surprise.

"My boy, this sentence makes even the old man feel that his spirit is extraordinary.

It is indeed Cheng Sanlang who can compose the "San Zi Jing" and write majestic and vigorous poems. "

"A great chivalrous man serves the country and the people. It's really wonderful. But it's far higher than the realm of chivalry that I understand..."

"Mother, do you also think what he said is right?" Li Deju looked at the mother in front of him whom he had admired since childhood and whispered.

"Naturally, in the past, Niang only thought that fighting for justice and eradicating traitors and sweeping up injustices was considered chivalrous.

However, Cheng Sanlang's words included the land of the world and the people of Li.

Not to mention whether that boy Cheng Sanlang has this ability, but the meaning of this sentence is so lofty that ordinary people can reach it. "

Speaking of this, Mrs. Li, who likes to wear red, turned her head and looked at Li Dezheng.

"If you are a chivalrous man, if you can really do this, this life is indeed enough."

Li Deju looked at his heart agitated, still reminiscing about Cheng Sanlang's words, and his mother who left calmly clenched her hands into fists.

"Second Young Master, what are your orders for the younger one?" After a while, a well-built personal follower came to Li Deju and asked.

Li Deju handed over a letter he had already written to this confidant, glanced outside the door, and ordered in a low voice.

"Go, know my brethren, and give them this, and another word.

If the news is correct, the long-cherished wish of our generation of chivalrous men will surely come true. "

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This issue of "Chang'an Xunbao" caught the hot spots of current affairs in a timely manner, and interviewed the number one scholar of this subject, the second place in the list, Tanhua and others.

All the people in Chang'an, who can read and write, want to know more about these talented people, or want to gossip about them.

Naturally, the sales volume of the "Chang'an Xun Bao" increased explosively again.

Another problem is that the "Chang'an Xun Bao", which was sold around Chang'an after the previous purchases by the vendors, was extremely popular.

In particular, Dongluo Luoyang, which is second only to Chang'an in terms of population size and wealth, has been snapped up by people.

It can be said that it is hard to find a report, which makes the minds of those traders more and more lively.

So much so that this time, Jinyang Bookstore took out almost 100,000 copies on the first day, but by noon, there was no copy left, and it was sold out again.

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It's still the side hall of the main hall of Li~lightnovelpub.net~ Li Chengqian, who was bragging with Cheng Chubi, saw the high-spirited third brother Li Ke striding towards him.

With his arrival, he also brought an exciting news, that is, the 100,000 copies of "Chang'an Xunbao" prepared in advance today have been sold out.

"100,000 copies, it will be gone at noon?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Li Ke, the delinquent prince who was so excited that he was about to be overjoyed.

"Hey, brother, don't even think about it. The "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" itself is extremely rare and exquisite."

"In addition to General Xin Mao and others, it is the first time that my father has hand-picked the number one scholar since he ascended the throne. Who doesn't want to see what these number one and second places will say?"

"In addition, my younger brother also heard the news from Luoyang. The last issue of "Chang'an Xunbao" probably reached nearly 20,000 copies in Luoyang."

"And it's ten cents a piece, but guess what, they're all sold out, and there's no one left."

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