Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

The big man looked at the troops emerging from all directions, his face suddenly changed, and he cursed angrily: "Damn, these barbarians are cheating! Brothers, fight with these dogs!"

As he spoke, the big man in ragged clothes took off a soft whip-like thing from his arm, flicked it with a "whoosh", and used the spirit snake to spit out a message and hit the leading officer in the face.

There was only a "click" sound, and the whip hit the person's nose, and then the big man took it back with a "crack" sound. It turns out it's not a soft whip, but an iron chain.

The big man took the lead, and the rest of the people who followed also drew their own unique weapons from the cars and bodies, and rushed towards the surrounding officers and soldiers and the merchants in front of them. For a while, the two sides were fighting.

The group of people who looked like merchants were stunned by the sudden turn of events. They didn't understand the situation for a while. It took a while before they vaguely guessed that they had been misunderstood and wanted to take advantage of them. They hurriedly defended themselves.

However, at this moment, several people are fighting each other and it is chaos. Who cares who says what? On the contrary, it was because many of our own troops were killed or injured during this stay.

The group of people led by the man in rags was quite strong in martial arts, and one person could often fight against three or four officers and soldiers at the same time. Especially the man in ragged clothes was extremely brave. Every time he threw out the iron chain, an officer was knocked down by him. In just a few moments, more than a dozen officers and soldiers were injured under his iron chain. .

The man in rags saw that he was not big enough. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, there were only a few dozen people on his side, and there were no less than a hundred officers and soldiers on site, and a steady stream of officers and soldiers were still coming in to replenish them.

So, after the man in ragged clothes swung the iron chain twice in succession to knock down the two enemies, he said to the person behind him: "Dayong, I don't want the money and goods anymore, you take the brothers and retreat first! I will cut off the rear!"

The man named Dayong was quite similar in appearance to the man in rags, and shouted: "Brother, let's go together!"

The man in ragged clothes said: "Get out! As a six-pack disciple of the Beggar Clan, you dare to disobey the order? As the leader of the eight-pack helm, I order you to take the remaining brothers and retreat!"

The man known as Dayong gritted his teeth, glanced at the injured companions around him, and made up his mind: "Brothers, come with me and rush south!"

The man in ragged clothes roared like a tiger and waved the iron chain into an iron curtain, blocking the oncoming enemies. The rest who came with the man in rags took advantage of the enemy being held back, supported each other, and evacuated one after another. In the end, everyone except the man in rags managed to fight their way out, leaving a coffin and several mule carts behind.

The man in rags stopped the enemy regardless of the cost of his physical strength, and eventually he also exhausted his strength. With a clang, the iron chain came off, and the man in ragged clothes was kicked in the stomach by a petty officer and fell to the ground.

Immediately, a group of large and powerful Xixia soldiers swarmed up and held the man down.

The leading officer had his nose smashed to pieces by the man with an iron chain, and he fainted from the pain. At this time, he hurriedly got up from the ground and kicked the man hard: "You bastard! Wasn't he very good at beating just now? Really? Damn it, if it hadn’t been for the order from above to capture him alive, I would have chopped you off right now!"

The big man just looked at him coldly, said "Bah", spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into his face, and shouted: "Kill or behead him, it's up to you. There is no coward in our Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty!"

The officer was furious and beat him severely. The man let the officer's fists rain down on him, but he kept yelling and cursing without saying a word of pain or mercy.

The officer was tired of beating him and was afraid that he would beat the person he finally caught to death and would not be able to explain it to his superior, so he cursed a few words and ordered his men to take the person back.

As for the group of people dressed as businessmen, there were only a small number of them, and they were caught off guard. None of them ran away, and they were all taken as prisoners.

Xixia, the underground secret room of the Privy Council.

Nori Hitei stayed up all night, interrogating the only "Spy of the Western Army of the Song Dynasty" captured by his men.

Ye Lirenjing said: "You Song people have had a truce with me, Daxia, for a long time. Why do you want to take the initiative to invade our borders and plot evil?"

The big man in ragged clothes had been beaten all night. He was covered with bruises, but he was still full of anger: "Bah! You, a small border country in Xixia, disrespect the Song Dynasty and pretend to be respectful. Sooner or later, the King of the Song Dynasty will wipe you out!"

Ye Lirenjing said: "It's useless to say more. I just want to know how you got in touch and who are those people?"

The big man in ragged clothes just didn't answer, so he suffered a lot of physical pain again.

This big man was none other than Yi Dabiao, the eight-bag helmsman who was supposed to be in the Beggar Clan.

As for why he appeared in Xixia and why he claimed to be a soldier of the Western Army of the Song Dynasty, this was Murong Fu's arrangement.

After some interrogation.

A book judge reported to Ye Lirenjing: "Sir, all those merchants have been recruited! They are indeed not merchants, but craftsmen from the Daxia Salt and Iron Division. The leader is a low-level officer from Yipintang. They are called Under the cover of concealing the production of pig iron, they secretly resold my Daxia refined iron at a high price of one tael of silver per catty. So far, they have resold about 40,000 catties! This is their third transaction."

The corners of Ye Lirenjing's eyes twitched: Forty thousand kilograms of fine iron! Can make a thousand pairs of armor!

The book judge hesitated for a moment and said: "My lord, this matter is of great importance. It concerns Yipintang and the Salt and Iron Division. The matter should be submitted to the Ministry of Justice for trial, do you think?"

Yeri Renjing roared: "Does this still need to be tried? Wouldn't that Han Chinese Zhang Cheng know about such a big matter? They are all his people! I know these Han people are unreliable! They can even betray the country of their parents How can we expect these guys to have any morals?”

The book judge hesitated for a while and then said cautiously: "Then what do you plan to do?"

Nori Renjing said without hesitation: "What should I do? I will enter the palace immediately and ask to see His Majesty the Emperor, so that His Majesty the Emperor can personally issue an order to bring this man to justice and bring him to justice!"

So the poor Xixia salt and iron envoy was inexplicably accused of liaison with the enemy without knowing it. At the court meeting the next day, both sides had different opinions and had a huge quarrel. However, the court officials They watched the excitement.

After going to court, Helian Tieshu immediately rushed home, hurriedly dismissed his servants and entered the other courtyard.

There, a familiar figure was already waiting for him.

When Helian Tieshu saw the person coming, he took three steps and two steps at a time: "Sir, it's not good! Last night, Privy Council Ye Li seized the fine iron we transported to the Song Dynasty. Many of our people were arrested! But I don't know For some reason, Privy Yeli thinks that this matter was done by Mr. Zhang Cheng, the Salt and Iron Envoy. Even so, the official is worried that sooner or later the incident will come to light and be traced to the official. Please give me an idea!"

Murong Fu sighed quietly: "Marshal Helian, don't panic, this matter was arranged by me! Everything is according to plan! Because this matter was originally arranged by me!"

"Ah!" Helian Tieshu froze on the spot, feeling that his brain was a little out of control for a moment: "Sir, is he telling the truth? But why?"

Murong Fu said: "Of course we let the Privy Council and the Salt and Iron Bureau blame each other and fight with each other, and then we can make profits from it!"