Ma Riyi sat in the car, listening to the sound of the wheels, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

He had just scolded Ma Chao and said that Yuan Shao could not indulge Hu Qi to guerrilla wars against the heart of Yuzhou, nor could he rob his county. He was still a little angry when Ma Chao refuted it. Now that he thought about it, he seemed to have indeed overestimated Yuan Shao.

At the end of the previous year, Yuan Shao sent Liu He to lead 3,000 cavalry into Yuzhou, killing and injuring many people.

Ma Rizhe sighed. He could feel Yuan Shao's helplessness. It was a normal tactic for the two armies to fight and send a cavalry to move around. However, Sun Ce occupied Yuzhou and turned Yuan Shao's hometown into a battlefield. If he did not do so, he would not interfere with Sun Ce's marching deployment. If he did this, he would inevitably cause harm to the countryside and leave a bad reputation.

But who can I blame this? I have to blame Yuan Shao himself. If he hadn't been disagreeing with the Yuan Shu brothers and killed each other, how could Sun Jian, who was the old subordinate of Yuan Shu, how could Sun Ce and his son meet him?

When did Yuan Shao become like this? Ma Riyi endured the bumps of the carriage and recalled the little things he met with Yuan Shao, and was puzzled. Once upon a time, Yuan Shao was a filial son, a famous scholar, and an idol admired by millions of people. He was of noble origin, chaste character, and both civil and military. He was simply a model of Confucian saints. In time, Zhouli prefectures and counties moved into the court and ranked among the three ministers. While continuing the legend of Yuan’s family, he was able to win the throne and make a famous official of a generation. How could he become like this now?

"Ma Gong, Ma Gong." The knight next to him suddenly knocked on the car window and shouted loudly.

Ma Riyi's heart tightened and tried his best to stabilize his body. He tried several times before he opened the window. "What...what?"

The knight's face was nervous. "Please be careful. A corpse was found on the side of the road just now. It is very likely that a Hu cavalry was around in front. We are about ten miles away from the nearest inn. We must speed up and enter the inn as soon as possible to avoid it. If we encounter a Hu cavalry, we have nothing to do, and Ma may be in danger."

Ma Riyan felt uneasy and agreed repeatedly. The driver shouted loudly, and the carriage suddenly accelerated. Ma Riyan jumped up with a bump, hitting his head to the roof of the carriage, and his crown was pressed down. He complained, but he did not dare to stop. He had nearly a hundred horses protecting him just now, and now there were only ten riders around him. Once he met Hu Qi, it was really hard to guarantee his completeness. The Bailishi didn't care. They all had armor and had high martial arts skills. Only he and the driver had no armor. Once they were injured by an arrow, it was hard to say whether they could survive at his age.

The carriage was galloping forward, and the knights didn't care too much. Four people were in front and four people were behind. They were standing by the carriage and watched their movements vigilantly. After walking for about ten miles, just as Ma Riya was about to be fainted, the carriage suddenly slowed down. Ma Riya was caught off guard and staggered to the front, hitting his forehead against the wall of the carriage, and his face was bleeding.

"What's going on?" Ma Rixian was furious and shouted with his forehead covering his head.

The knight beside him shouted: "There are Hu cavalry attacking the post house in front of him, but there are not many people. Please wait for Ma Gong. When we defeat Hu cavalry, we will lead Ma Gong into the post house to rest."

Ma Riyi listened quietly, and he could hear some golden drum sounds. He barely got up, opened the car window in front, and looked over the driver's shoulder. Dozens of hawks were riding horses around the post house, and smoke and dust were rolling in front of the post house. Arrows were constantly shooting down from the corner tower of the post house, and figures were walking on the wall. Four white sages walking in front were racing towards the Hu cavalry. Although there were only four horses, they still formed a charge formation, one riding in front and the other riding behind, and the two riding on the left and right. Hu cavalry came up and shot arrows, but failed to stop them and were knocked down.

Several Hu cavalry were dropped one after another, and the remaining Hu cavalry did not dare to fight and evacuate one after another. Several walked a little slower and were killed by Bai Lishi. In a panic, two were too close to the wall of the post house and were shot and killed by crossbowmen on the corner tower.

In just one meal, the front of the post house was quiet, and only a dozen corpses were left, and several unowned war horses were left. The gate of the post house opened, Ma Riyi's carriage was led in, and someone came out from inside, cut off the head of Hu Qi, and threw the body into the pit and buried it. The war horse was led back to the post house, and the gate was closed again.

Ma Riyan got out of the car and his legs became weak. Seeing that he was injured, Bai Lishi hurriedly asked him to sit down, took out the cloth and wound medicine he carried with him, and treated Ma Riyan's wounds. Ma Riyan calmed down a little and looked around, and then he found that the inn was full of people, including men and women, old and young, and should be ordinary people, not just traveling. These people were all carrying weapons, some were wearing armor, with noisy voices and shouting, which made people's ears hurt. At this time, a crisp sound of gongs on the Kou Tower, everyone immediately calmed down, stood quietly in the yard, raised their heads, and looked at Kou Tower.

Ma Riyi also raised his head, and then realized that at some point a Bai Lishi had climbed the corner tower. At this moment, he stood on the corner tower, raised the token in his hand, and said loudly: "My fellow villagers, my name is Zhang Fu. I am a member of Bai Lishi under the general's rebellion. On the order of the general, welcoming the imperial envoys here, we need to take a moment here. Who is the postmaster, please come up and speak."

The postmaster was at the front door, holding a bloody sword in his left hand and a hairpin in his right hand. When he heard Zhang Fu call him, he immediately handed the hairpin in his hand to the person next to him and walked up to the corner tower. Zhang Fu greeted him and pointed and said with a finger. Ma Riyan couldn't hear it very clearly. It was probably Zhang Fu who taught the postmaster how to arrange defense and how to organize the people. The postmaster heard it very seriously, and pulled Zhang Fu to ask a few more questions before he went downstairs with satisfaction, led Ma Riyan to the backyard, and arranged for him to live there.

There were too many people in the inn, and each room was full of people. Ma Riyi could not occupy a single courtyard, but only one room. He had just laid his body flat on the couch along the window, and heard the people in the yard talking to the Bailishi. After listening carefully, he actually asked if he could receive the reward. In the past two days, they had met two groups of Hu cavalry, shot seven or eight people with crossbows, and injured several of them. Now they asked if they could receive the reward and pension in the government. Bailishi could not reply and agreed to report to Sun Ce. The people were very happy and went there with satisfaction.

Ma Riyi was surprised and felt something strange, but he couldn't say it. He was so tired that he fell asleep soon. When he woke up, it was already dawn the next day. He was sore all over, but he was surprised that he had slept so well that he had slept for seven or eight hours. After entering his forties, his sleep was not very good, and it would be great to be able to sleep peacefully in the middle of the night.

Ma Chao's voice came from the yard. Ma Riyi stood up and went out. He held the door frame and saw that Ma Chao was using a spear at several young people. He taught very carefully, and the young people were practicing very seriously. Pang De was on the side and taught several other young people to use swords and shields, each move, clean and concise. His movements were very slow, and each step was decomposed very clearly. The young people could see clearly, and after a few attempts, they were already very good.

Hearing Ma Riyi's voice, Ma Chao rushed over. "Clan, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I just hurt all over my body. I was so fucked so hard yesterday."

"The clan master will hold on for another day, and we will arrive at Pingyu tonight at the latest. At that time, we will find a few nurses to help you massage, and then have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, we will see the general and pass on the imperial edict."
Chapter completed!