I am not a lucky star through time travel

On the official road leading to the west of the city in Anyang County, several yamen servants in black background and red trimmed uniforms rode horses, holding ropes in their hands, and dragging a dozen ragged men behind them.

Not far away, several women and a group of children were chasing after them crying.

These bound men were old and young, all skinny and frail, afraid of being whipped, they did not dare to look back at their relatives.

Seeing the group of women and children getting closer, a red-faced yamen servant stopped them, drove them away with a whip, and cursed viciously, "Go, go, don't delay me on my way. If you miss the time, be careful of your dog's life!"

A yellow-faced woman stepped forward and begged, "Officer, please, let me have a few more words with my man!"

The yamen servant ignored him, and the woman continued to plead, "My eldest son has been to the north for three years, and there is no news from him. Now he has taken my man away, how can we live!"

Seeing that the yamen servant didn't shake his whip any more, several bold women also begged, "My son is only 16 years old and hasn't married yet! His father died on the battlefield..."

"...there are only us orphans and widows..."

"If something goes wrong with him, my family will be destroyed."

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This yamen servant is not a bad person after all, the conscription job is rushed by the superior.He is just a small person, and his superiors want to recruit soldiers. When the time limit expires, if the task cannot be completed, the people who suffer will become the low-level subordinates like them.

Facing these poor women and children, I couldn't bear it in my heart, but still said sternly, "As a citizen of the Great Jin Dynasty, it is my duty to kill enemies for the country, and we must not stop them."

Although the words were harsh, he steered his horse to the side of the road for a few steps and gave way, apparently acquiescing to the women's entreaties.

The women immediately rushed forward, holding their men and children and crying loudly.

It was already a quarter of an hour before the yamen servant and the strong man set out on the road again.

The strong men were whipped, tied up, and led in a circle, coupled with the despair of leaving their relatives and the fear of going to the battlefield, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and they walked quite slowly, returning to the temporary camp in the west of the city It was almost dark.

A black-faced yamen servant in a black-and-red-edged uniform came up to him and asked, "Hu Da, how is today?"

The red-faced government servant named Hu Da replied, "There are 18 people."

The black-faced yamen servant heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally, I didn't miss my errand, and I have an explanation to my superiors."

Hu Da didn't answer, and only 18 people were recruited in one village. How many counties would it take to get together [-] soldiers?However, these are not his worries.

After getting off the horse, he drove the strong man to the camp with other government servants, and someone came to count the number.

At the end of the second year of Da'an, the Khitans invaded south, and Emperor Wen conscripted troops to resist. The battle has been going on for more than three years now.

Emperor Wen vowed to drive out the Tartars and regain the lost land.So he decreed again to expand the scope of conscription, and the age was expanded to 16 to 55 years old.

After several times of conscription, almost no one can recruit in the states and counties. It’s not that there are no men of the right age. It’s just that after fighting for several years, those who went to the north never returned. They didn’t hear from them. The people whose relatives went to send them to death fled to the deep mountains with their families.

For this situation, the yamen servants in charge of conscription have no choice, and they can't chase them into the mountains. They can only start with the things left by these people.It's a pity that these people are all poor people, with no half an acre of land, and their houses are rotten. Even if their homes are stolen, they can't get much money, and they can't even make up the replacement money.

Yamen servants who can't catch escapees and can't make appointments are not so polite to those people who haven't escaped. It's useless to let you cry for your father and mother. All men who meet the requirements for conscription will be taken away.However, even so, few people were recruited.

After handing over the errand, Hu Da returned to the county government office, only to see a doorman bringing two old men and a middle-aged man over, and said in a panic, "Hu Tou, there are tigers hurting people in Guhang Town."

What a worry!Hu Da frowned, "How about casualties?"

An old man replied, "A woman and a child died, and a man died before that."

Hu Da closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows, and asked, "What's going on?"

The old man replied, "The old man's surname is He, and he is Lizheng in Guhang Town. In Qushui Village, Mrs. Hu took her grandson up the mountain to pick up mushrooms. She didn't return for two days. At that time, some villagers who were also in the mountain heard the roar of the tiger. Today, the village organization The middle-aged man went to the mountain to find someone, and at the mouth of a mountain, he found the clothes and body remains of Mrs. Hu, grandson and grandson, and now the people in the village are panicking..."

Hu Da sent He Lizheng and others away. It was already late at this time, but he still came to the backyard of the county government office and reported the matter to magistrate Sun.

The county magistrate Sun, who had only been in Anyang County for a year, was a decisive person, and immediately ordered Hu Daming to lead ten yamen servants to Qushui Village to investigate the matter.

Unexpectedly, the next day, when Hu Dazheng assembled the yamen servants to prepare to set off, he heard that Tiger Village had robbed Lord Zhizhou's concubine, not only the carriage and money, but also Ruhua's beautiful concubine.

In a fit of rage, Master Zhizhou became a beauty, borrowed a thousand soldiers from the Nanqing Army, and dispatched all the government servants in Anyang County to cooperate with the Nanqing Army, vowing to uproot the tiger village that had endangered the people for many years.

It was ten days after the dust of bandit suppression in Tiger Village settled. At this time, the number of victims of the tiger wounding incident in Qushui Village had increased to five, and it was imminent to relieve the tiger problem.

On this day, Hu Da led ten yamen servants with big knives and three archers, led by He Lizheng and Gu Han, the head of Qushui Village, to the place where the tiger wounded the most.

After some on-the-spot investigation, and based on the tiger's footprints and the descriptions of the villagers, I learned that the accident occurred in the mountain northwest of Qushui Village. Appear.

Hu Da and the others had a full lunch at the head of the ancient village, and came early to the place where tigers often appeared, set up traps, and waited for the sun to set in the west, and everyone found a good place to hide.

This place is some distance away from the center of Qushui Village, and the forest is very quiet, all the servants waiting are beating their hearts.These people are not as good as well-trained soldiers, but better than ordinary people. Even if there are many people, it is inevitable to feel fear in the face of the approaching tiger.

When the light in the forest began to dim, the servants held their breath, opened their eyes wide, and stared into the depths of the forest.

Suddenly there was a sound of rolling stones, and an archer shot an arrow "swish" at the sound, but no tiger appeared around.

Only one yamen servant jumped out and cursed, "Wang San, you fucking almost shot me."

Wang San, who had just shot the arrow, pressed his trembling arm, and cursed back, "Who told you to make a noise!"

The two were still arguing, and Hu Da stood up and yelled, "Why are you arguing? Remember everyone's position, don't accidentally hurt them. Also, don't make any noise!"

The yamen servant Zheng Dayan, who was almost shot, scratched his head and complained, "I'm just anxious, I want to..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang San pointing at him tremblingly, "Back...back...back..."

"What?" Zheng Dayan turned around to look back, only to see a big tiger with eye-catching yellow spots pounced on him, and pushed him to the ground with a single palm.

Wang San screamed in fright, he couldn't lift the arm holding the bow, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Hu Da yelled "Archery", and the other two archers tremblingly raised their hands, set up their arrows and drew their bows, and sent out two "swish" arrows, but unfortunately they were too poorly aimed to hit the tiger at all.

The other yamen servants who had been hiding before did not dare to show up, only Zheng Dayan, who was lying on the ground, and Hu Da who was still standing were left.

Tiger let go of Zheng Dayan, and walked slowly towards Hu Da.

At this time, Hu Da's face was pale and his whole body was weak, but he was a little more daring than the others, he insisted on holding on, and swung the big knife in his hand to slash at the tiger.

As a result, the tiger didn't cut it, but was thrown to the ground by it. Hu Da's knife was out of his hand, and he had no weapon to fight back.At this time, fear had completely occupied his mind, and he was at a loss what to do for a while, he could only watch the tiger biting his neck helplessly.

Just when Hu Da thought he was going to die, he heard three "swish, swish" sounds, and the tiger fell to the ground and howled in pain.

After being frightened, Hu Da struggled to get up, and saw a tall and thin young man walking out from behind a big tree with a crossbow in his hand.

After the tiger stopped struggling and it was obvious that it had died, the young man pulled out three arrows from the tiger's neck and eyes.

Hu Da opened his mouth and stammered, "Less... less... Xia, good... good... good arrow... arrow!"

"Thank you!" The tall and thin boy wiped the arrowhead clean, then inserted it into the quiver behind his back, then turned around and bent down to check the wound on Zheng Dayan's body on the ground.

At this time, the rest of the yamen servants tentatively got their heads out of the hiding place, and when they saw that the tiger was indeed dead, they dared to approach Hu Da.

Zheng Da's eye was injured in the abdomen, his clothes were cut, the wound was turned outward, blood gushed out, and a small section of intestines flowed out of the belly along with the blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone suffocated in unison. With such an injury, I am afraid that it is hopeless.

The tall and thin boy untied a long cowhide bag from his waist, spread it out on the ground, took out a pair of scissors from a row of small knives, and gently cut open the blood-stained clothes on Zheng Dayan's abdomen.

"Young man, this injury..." Hu Da felt a stabbing pain in his heart, seeing the young man still cutting Zheng Dayan's clothes, he didn't understand what he wanted to do, but when he saw the dozen or so exquisite knives stuck in the leather bag, he felt a pang again. It seems to understand something.

"Is there any wine?" The boy looked up and asked.

"Wine!" Everyone was stunned, why do you want wine?

"Is there any wine?" The boy reiterated again.

"Wine? Yes... yes... yes!" Hu Dawei looked around like a headless chicken, "Where is the wine?"

Wang San pointed to his waist and said, "Boss, the wine is on your waist."

Only then did Hu Da come to his senses, and quickly took off the flagon from his waist and handed it to the boy.

The boy didn't pick it up, but took out a clean cloth strip from another purse, and signaled Hu Da to pour the wine on it.

After Hu Dayu did so, the boy gently wiped Zheng Dayan's wound with a wet cloth soaked in liquor.

Under the action of wiping and the stimulation of alcohol, Zheng Dayan opened his eyes, saw the wound on his stomach, and cried to Hu Da, "Cousin, help me, I don't want to die."

The boy pressed him, "Don't move, you won't die."

After speaking, he took out a small bottle from his purse, opened the cap, put it under Zheng Dayan's nose, and said, "Suck a few times."

After a while, Zheng Dayan closed his eyes, tilted his head and passed out again.

"What did you smell for him?" Hu asked with his eyes wide open in bewilderment.