The mountain road has eighteen bends. Even though Huang Yi and his party were all young and middle-aged men, each with a strong body, carrying two horses, and starting early and taking the lead late, they could only march about sixty miles a day on average.

Yang Shihu and Liu Chuanzong are indeed good guides. They basically took shortcuts with everyone.

Huang Yi still often climbs high and overlooks the distance. He also uses his mobile phone to take pictures of the terrain and add text descriptions.

In the future, when making sand tables and drawing maps, these saved field pictures will be used as reference materials.

I didn't meet anyone along the way and found no human traces.

Of course, there are many mountain people in the mountainous area outside the pass and close to the border wall. Huang Yi often saw sparse mountain huts with his telescope.

But in this freezing winter, poor people basically don’t go out!

Why?

Quite simply, there are not enough clothes!

Modern people may not understand it.

In fact, clothes and bedding were precious things in ancient times.

Too many extremely poor families only have one pair of pants and one quilt, and only people who go out wear pants.

It's minus ten degrees Celsius, and without thick warm clothing, poor people will freeze to death if they leave home.

Huang Yi, who was leading the march, just continued to survey the front. He never expected that three people were following them in this freezing cold weather.

The young and energetic Geng Zhanghua was drunk and carried home, where he slept until midnight.

He was drunk, but he didn't forget the promise he made at the banquet.

He has received formal education since he was a child, and his promise has been deeply rooted in his bones.

When he woke up, he cursed himself for drinking and causing trouble, and then asked his wife to prepare her luggage quickly.

Geng Zhanghua's first wife also comes from a big family. She has been taught that a husband should obey his wife since she was a child. Although she knew what her husband was planning to do, she kept silent.

I would rather cry while packing my luggage!

Geng Zhanghua did not dare to sneak away, so he went to his mother's place to say goodbye.

At this time, the old lady was in a very good mood, because Geng Zhangguang had already explained the incident in detail.

The old lady knew that with only ninety-seven Tatar heads, this military achievement was not simple, and Lao Geng's life would definitely be saved.

As for Geng Zhanghua also making noises about killing the Tatars and Jiannu slaves, the old lady thinks it was Geng Zhangguang's drunken remarks, and there are countless things he did.

When Geng Zhangguang came to the main room where his mother lived, he found the place full of laughter and laughter.

The old lady, Geng Zhangguang, Geng Yueru and two aunts were chatting happily.

It has been several months since Lao Geng was imprisoned, but today is the only time the family has regained its vitality.

As soon as Geng Zhanghua entered the door, he knelt down to salute his mother and said, "My son is going to accompany Huang Baihu to attack the Hou Jin army. This is where he comes to say goodbye to his mother."

"Ah? You slept all night and still haven't forgotten it?" Geng Zhangguang said in surprise.

Geng Yueru chuckled and said, "It's already three o'clock in the morning. Huang Baihu's men and horses have already set off for a long time. I'm afraid the third brother won't be able to catch up."

Geng Zhanghua said: "Brother, you often talk about a promise of a thousand gold. I take the initiative to follow Huang Baihu. How can I break my promise and get rich?"

Geng Zhangguang said: "I went to see Huang Baihu off early in the morning, and it has been an hour since he left."

"It doesn't matter. We know the direction. They have dozens of people and we can find them."

"You guys? Who did you agree with?"

"I just made an agreement with Geng Da and Geng Qi. They both said they are willing to go, but I'm afraid my mother won't agree."

The old lady spoke up and said: "Yes! Even Geng Da and Geng Qi know that I won't agree, so why do you come to say goodbye?"

"Mother, you have taught us since childhood that a man cannot stand without trust. It was I who asked to follow Huang Baihu to kill the Jin Army. If I didn't go, how could I have the dignity to live in the world in the future?"

"This..." The old lady didn't know how to speak for a while.

Geng Zhanghua added: "When I went there, I really fought hard to save my father and followed the Jin army. If I really got his head and reported it to the court, the adults would have more reason to speak for my father."

"Then Huang Baihu only takes about thirty people. Whether they can succeed depends on God's will. It's also possible that they all won't be able to come back. I won't allow you to go."

"Mom, you must be trustworthy. I am a man of iron bones. I would rather die than make a promise. I ask my mother to fulfill my promise!"

"What if I firmly refuse?"

"I will kill myself!"

"You, you, you..." The old lady was trembling with anger.

Geng Zhanghua still looked determined.

"Well done, Third Brother!" Geng Yueru couldn't help but cheer.

The old lady was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to hit him.

Geng Yueru shrank his head and said with a smile: "Mother, isn't Huang Baihu a human being? Why isn't he afraid of the Hou Jin Army?

If I were a man, I would have put on my helmet and armor and taken my servants to the capital to fight with the Jin army.

I think it’s good for Third Brother to go there in person, not only to be able to see with his own eyes that Huang Baihu kills the Hou Jin Army, but also to prevent Huang Baihu from using his false name to lie to my family and not even dare to fight with the Hou Jin Army.”

"Huang Baihu lied to my family?" The old lady was attracted by these words.

Geng Yueru said: "Is it possible? My family gave me so many armors, and Huang Baihu just gave me a promise. What if I can't see him by then?"

Geng Zhangguang said quickly: "No, no, Huang Baihu talks well and has an upright face. He is definitely not a treacherous person!"

Geng Zhanghua got excited and said: "My Geng family is a wealthy family, and we cannot do anything treacherous, so I must go!"

"Third brother, I support you!"

"Keep talking nonsense about family law!" the old lady was angry.

Geng Zhanghua knelt down with a plop and said: "Mother, I have to go, otherwise I will never have the shame to live again. Please do it!"

Geng Zhangguang was worried that Geng Zhanghua would threaten to commit suicide in front of his mother by drawing a sword and gain a bad reputation as an unfilial person, so he said:

"If you promise that we won't be rash and everything will be arranged by Huang Baihu, I agree that you can take Geng Da and Geng Qi to have a look."

"That's for sure. There are only three of us. Of course we must obey Huang Baihu's orders."

Geng Yueru said: "Third brother, you have to promise me not only to come back alive, but also not to get hurt, otherwise I won't let you go!"

Geng Zhanghua said with a smile: "I am actually very afraid of death and pain. Of course I want to live and not get hurt!"

The old lady said: "Since you are afraid of death and pain, why should you suffer that kind of pain?"

"Everyone strives to take a breath of Buddha and receive a stick of incense. I am an official of the Ming Dynasty. How can I endure the Jin army coming and going freely in the capital? I should carry a three-foot sword..."

Geng Zhangguang was a little dumbfounded, and interrupted: "Okay, okay! We can wait until we come back to write a victory report after we succeed. Now we have to go to our clan brother to borrow three pairs of armors."

"Yes, yes, I was thinking about the armor just now. Let's go now."

Geng Yueru complained: "That Huang Baihu was so greedy that he actually took away all my armor."

Geng Zhanghua said: "It's not his fault. The heroes he brought to fight against the Jin army still couldn't do it all with iron armor!"

"What kind of armor is that Huang Baihu wearing? Is it as good as yours?"

"This is quite strange. Huang Baihu's subordinates all have iron armor or leather armor plus cotton armor. It seems that he is the only one wearing cotton armor!"

"Ah? Why is this?"

"I don't know either, but I'll figure it out soon!"

"Then tell us carefully when you come back."

"Sure!"

"By the way, is that Huang Baihu the same age as you?"

"Yes!"

"Is he much taller than you?"

When the old lady saw that her little girl had been asking about Huang Baihu, she interrupted: "Why are you asking so many questions? This is what you, a boudoir lady, should ask!"
Chapter completed!