Unstoppable [Quick Transmigration]

The middle-aged man was so dazed that it took him a while to react.

Countless carriages sped past him, but none of them stopped.

The middle-aged man got up from the ground, pointed at the motorcade going away and cursed: "Little bastard, when you were born, I should have just thrown you into the barrel and drowned..."

Then his voice stopped abruptly, because he just realized his current situation.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale.

He cast a bitter glance at the convoy that had completely disappeared in the distance, and said, "I'm a ghost, and I won't let you go."

After finishing speaking, he staggered and turned around to run away, but unexpectedly turned around and met Meng Zezhi.

Oh open!

Still an acquaintance.

Meng Zezhi recognized the middle-aged man, He Heng, the second master of Jing'an Hou Mansion, a well-known playboy in Kaifeng City, the kind who was as famous as his predecessor.

Yes, the predecessor was also a dandy, but the predecessor became a dandy more because he wanted to win the attention of his parents when he was a child and later broke the pot.

The relationship between the predecessor and He Heng was extremely bad, because the Xuanping Hou Mansion and the Jing'an Hou Mansion had feuds, the kind that had stabbed each other and killed people, so in the past He Heng often snatched the oiran who the predecessor liked. , the predecessor did not bring people to cover He Heng's sack...

"Wan Yongan?"

He Heng also recognized him, and looked at his broken leg, he was happy: "You will not be abandoned by your heartless parents, hahaha, little bastard, you also have today... "

Meng Zezhi didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile.

Then He Heng couldn't laugh anymore.

Because he remembered that he was also the one who was thrown down now.

Thinking of this, He Heng turned and left with a stinky face.

Even if he was also the one who was thrown down, he was much luckier than Wan Yongan, at least his leg was not broken.

He cursed: "Little bastard, you just wait to die!"

Meng Zezhi directly withdrew his gaze, and was not surprised by He Heng's reaction.

Just after going out for a few steps, He Heng's footsteps slowed down.

Until the end, He Heng stopped completely.

A few seconds later, he resigned himself to his fate and came back, wrinkled his face, and said in a vicious voice: "Hey, little brat, can you still go?"

Meng Zezhi raised his head when he heard the words, a little surprised.

He Heng bent down to help him up, but he said: "I don't mean well, it's just that you, a little bastard, have sacked me so many times. If you die like this, it won't be cheap for you."

Meng Zezhi couldn't help smiling.

But soon the smile on his face disappeared.

Meng Zezhi turned his head and looked to the right: "It's late."

All I could see was the end of the road, the sky was full of sand and dust, and at the same time as the overwhelming sound of horseshoes was getting closer, I could even vaguely hear the maniacal laughter of the party members: "Boys, kill them, they are right ahead."

"Kill all the Jianguo people, and the food, treasures, and women will all be ours."

……

He Heng's face turned pale instantly.

Because of the crazy behavior of the party members who slaughtered three cities in a row, one can imagine what will happen to them if they fall into the hands of the party members.

But the surroundings are either cliffs or cliffs.

"It's over."

They have nowhere to run now.

He Heng slumped directly on the ground, as if he had seen the Dangxiang cavalry galloping past, and the scene where he and Meng Zezhi's heads fell to the ground.

"It's not over yet."

Meng Zezhi said.

"what?"

He Heng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly looked at Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi's eyes fell directly on a raised stone pillar on the edge of the cliff not far away, and his lips parted slightly: "Take off your clothes."

He Hengdang even put his hands on the belt around his waist, and then he realized: "What?"

Half a minute later, the two belts were tightly hung on the stone pillar, covered with sand and stones, and at the other end of the belt, Meng Zezhi and He Heng were hanging at the bottom of the cliff.

Meng Zezhi was alright, but He Heng, whose body had already been hollowed out by the wine, was no longer able to do so, and within less than a dozen seconds of going down, his breath became chaotic.

At this time, the party cavalry roared past, and the sound of horseshoes was deafening.

He Hengquan was supported by a strong will to survive, his face turned livid, and he felt that time had never been so slow as it is now.

Fortunately, the Dangxiang iron cavalry was busy chasing the honorable convoy ahead, and there were not many people there, so they completely disappeared into the distance in just 2 minutes.

The two climbed up the cliff with difficulty.

He Heng sat slumped on the ground, chanting "I'm alive", "I escaped a catastrophe" for a long time...

When he finally came to his senses, Meng Zezhi said, "It's still early."

He looked at the direction in which the party's iron cavalry was going away. At least for two months, the land of the Central Plains would not be safe.

Because as long as the party's iron cavalry does not retreat, the flames of war may burn anywhere in Dajian.

Not to mention that there are peasant uprisings everywhere in Dajian.

He Heng panicked again immediately: "Then what should we do now?"

Meng Zezhi: "Let's find a place to stay first, and go east."

He Heng reacted: "Yes, yes, yes."

He hurriedly helped Meng Zezhi up.

However, along the way, the people in the nearby villages have long since fled.

Fortunately, they were lucky. They found a broken cart and a hatchet left in a corner in a squire's house.

So two hours later, Meng Zezhi was lying on the broken cart, while He Heng was dragging the cart in front.

And overhead, the sun is noon.

He Heng's expression collapsed, and he finally regretted it: "Why wasn't I the one who broke his leg?"

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi just pulled down the lotus leaf covering his face.

As for his broken leg, it had already been fixed with wooden boards.

Fortunately, as soon as he turned a corner, He Heng ran into a team of refugees, and further ahead was a towering city wall.

He Heng's eyes lit up immediately, and his whole body was full of strength, he pulled the cart and ran towards the direction of the city wall at high speed.

"Let it go, let it go..."

Because he knew that as long as they entered the city, they would be safe for the time being.

Seeing the silk and satin worn by He Heng and Meng Zezhi, the gazes of some refugees on the side suddenly changed, but when they saw the hatchet in Meng Zezhi's hand, their stretched necks retracted instantly.

"Don't squeeze, squeeze what..."

"Squeeze your grandma."

Because the cart is too big, the more you go in, the more difficult it is.

Therefore, wherever He Heng and the two passed by, there were naturally scolding everywhere.

But He Heng didn't care at all.

Until he squeezed under the city wall with all his strength, only to find that the city gate was closed tightly.

"what happened?"

He Heng was in a hurry, he slammed on the gate of the city, but no one came to open the gate.

Until an old man beside him sighed and said, "Don't knock, the door won't open inside."

He Heng: "What's going on?"

The old man said kindly: "The Dangxiang people from the north just came to fight, and another rebel army came from the west. I heard that the rebel army has captured three counties in a row, and what they like most is to send spies to pretend to be refugees. Infiltrate the city and create chaos..."

"So now, Zhizhou doesn't dare to open the city gate at all."

"Even a person who claimed to be Uncle Huainan came to call the door to no avail."

Having said that, the old man couldn't help but smiled wryly.

If you can't enter the city, when the party members and rebels come to fight, I'm afraid these refugees will be dead.

But they still guarded under this city wall, because they were lucky, and because their food was almost exhausted, they left this city, and they were afraid that they would starve to death before they reached the next city, Or be swallowed by wild beasts.

Bo Heheng in Huainan knew about it, but he didn't expect that the magistrate of this place would not even give honor to Xungui.

He Heng panicked, and subconsciously looked at Meng Zezhi: "What should we do now?"

Because on the edge of the cliff before, relying on Meng Zezhi's strategy, they saved their lives, so now He Heng trusts Meng Zezhi from the bottom of his heart.

Meng Zezhi looked around, and everywhere he could see, the people were all ragged and skinny, and there was an indescribable smell of sweat in the air, so he smiled: "This is simple."

He Heng took a short breath.

He knew that Meng Zezhi must have a good way.

He was very excited: "What do I need to do?"

"Need not."

Meng Zezhi directly raised his head and shouted at the soldiers on the city wall: "My Highness is the third prince Pei Yangyan, please open the city gate quickly."

The reason why Uncle Huainan was rejected was not because his status was not high enough to scare Zhizhou, so he simply played a big game.

He Heng: "..."

what did you say?

Can you say that again.

"Third, third prince."

The old man on the side was the first to react. There was only one thought left in his mind, they were saved.

So he immediately knelt down: "The third prince is a thousand years old."

Then came his family.

The refugees present all knelt down in a bewildered manner.

All of a sudden, under the entire city wall, only the voices of the people shouting the third prince's thousand years were left.

Seeing this scene, He Heng only felt dizzy.

Pretend to be the prince and punish the three clans.

He wants to take back what he just said.

No, he wanted to go back to the edge of the cliff and die.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1220:28:31~2020-08-1320:45:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of nine marmalade sauce;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: if you are away, now it is as graceful as a cover, and there is one kylin dancer;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of London Sheep; 4 bottles of Shutu Miyin; 2 bottles of Liuye II; 1 bottle of Ruoshui, Yuehu, and childhood green plum;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!