It was said that Zhang Ju had luckily escaped that night. He had fled through the mountains and forests alone. He had rushed for hundreds of miles before stopping at a remote and quiet place. After sensing that there was no danger, he squatted on the ground and panted heavily. His mind was filled with the scene of a family splashing blood at the entrance of the market.
"How did you survive? What happened?"
His face was pale, his lips were purple, and his eyes were filled with fear.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ju gradually calmed down. Only now did he recall that he still did not know who the culprit was! Who had the guts to disregard his second brother's power and attack the Zhang Clan? Who had so many troops?
A moment later, he decided that he had to know who the enemy in the dark was first.
Thus, Zhang Ju sneaked back to Yuyang County before dawn. He changed his clothes and disguised himself as a beggar, guarding not far from the city gate. For an entire day, Zhang Ju was starving to the point of not being able to take it anymore. Only then did he see a large group of people enter the city. It turned out to be the newly appointed prefect!
Zhang Ju was very surprised. According to his, Zhang Chun, and the other important figures of the Zhang family, this newly appointed prefect was just a child. He was also a distant relative who had just returned to the Han Dynasty. He had no background at all. How could he have the ability to take down his Zhang family? When they arrived at Yuyang, they would only be able to become puppets for the Zhang family. But at this moment, Zhang Ju felt that things weren't that simple.
Thus, Zhang Ju shifted his position and guarded not far from the prefect's manor.
Not long after, he was surprised to see that his usually arrogant and condescending second brother was actually a prisoner being escorted into the prefect's manor.
"It's him! It's that brat!" Zhang Ju gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious.
"Revenge! We must take revenge!"
Zhang Ju turned around and left Yuyang City.
"Who can help me!" Zhang Ju thought as he walked.
"Nine county magistrates? County soldiers?" Zhang Ju shook his head and denied it. He thought that his father and the others were definitely dead, and his second brother would definitely not be able to escape. Now that he was the only child left in the Zhang family, he could not take the risk! What if he went to contact them rashly and was caught by those guys and presented to the new prefect to take credit?
"Yuyang, I can't stay here any longer!"
"Wuhuan! Yes, it was the Wuhuan! As long as I ask for reinforcements, he will definitely agree! Didn't he want Pan Xi and Ping Gu? Just give them to him! As long as he could take revenge, he didn't mind giving the entire Yuyang City to him!”
Zhang Ju's eyes emitted a cold light that was filled with joy!
More than twenty days, a whole twenty days! Zhang Ju raised his head and looked at the huge tribe on the grassland in the distance, his expression relieved.
He ran over and shouted 'King Qiao' from his mouth. Just as he arrived not far from the tribe, he was faced with the cold and shining scimitar that had already been pulled out. His mind became heavier and heavier, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and fainted.
A group of tribal guards dismounted and surrounded Zhang Ju. After a while, they put away their scimitars. One of them walked over, grabbed Zhang Ju, threw him onto the horse, and returned to the tribe.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ju slowly opened his eyes. He looked around vigilantly, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face.
"Men." His voice was dry and hoarse.
The tent's door was opened, and a burly woman of the foreign race walked in.
"Lord Zhang, do you have any orders?”
"Where's King Qiao? Where was King Qiao? I want to see him, I want to see him!" Zhang Ju shouted anxiously.
"As you wish." The strong woman helped Zhang Ju up and brought him out of the tent.
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"Aiya, Brother Zhang, how did you become like this?”King Qiao stood up from his tiger skin chair and looked at Zhang Ju with a smile.
Zhang Ju cupped his hands and was helped to sit down. Then, he said,"Lord King Qiao, I need your help!”Zhang Ju picked up the goat milk on the small table and took a big gulp. A trace of comfort appeared on his face, and then he sighed,"My Zhang Clan is finished. They have been uprooted. I request King Qiao to send troops to avenge me!”
"Oh?" "Who has the ability to wipe out your Yuyang Zhang Clan in one fell swoop?" King Qiao asked in shock.”It wasn't that King Qiao didn't believe Zhang Ju's words, but he felt that the Zhang family was deeply entrenched in the fishing industry. In his opinion, it was impossible to remove them.
"The new prefect!" When Zhang Ju thought of that child, his face twisted, wishing he could eat his flesh alive!
" I say, Zhang Ju," a leader under King Qiao said disdainfully,""Did a horse kick your brain? Asking us to attack the new prefect, isn't that going against the entire Han Dynasty?! You're courting death!"
"That's right!" One of them also joined in." The Han Dynasty has a strong army and a population of tens of millions. How many people does King Wu Qiao's tribe have? You really don't know what to do!"
"No, I can't! You are wrong!" "As long as you help me, there will be no harm!" Zhang Ju said with certainty.”
"What do you mean?" King Qiao drank his goat's milk leisurely and enjoyed the massage of two beautiful young women. He looked indifferent.
"King Qiao, let me ask you, how is the relationship between my Zhang Clan and your tribe?”Zhang Ju asked.
"Very good!"
"That's right. I give you salt and iron every year, as well as food and fodder.”Zhang Ju chuckled and ignored the angry eyes.""But the new prefect is not such a person!”
"What makes you so sure?" King Qiao asked in a deep voice.
"Hey!" Zhang Ju chuckled." King Qiao, do you know that the new prefect of Yuyang has wiped out 1,200 Wuhuan cavalrymen in Zhuo County?"”
"What?!" King Qiao stood up and shouted,""Is the news accurate?"
"This matter has already spread throughout Yuyang, Guangyang, and Zhuo County! If you don't believe me, go and ask around!"
At this moment, all the commanders under King Qiao's command were enlightened.
"No wonder there was a rumor the other day that our mighty Wuhuan Eagle suffered a crushing defeat. We didn't believe it at first, but it seems to be true now!”
Upon receiving this news, King Qiao felt as if a flame was burning in his heart. His Highness Ta Dun, who was known as the Eagle of Wuhuan, must be the next Wuhuan ruler. If he, King Qiao, led his troops to avenge him, he would laugh out loud.
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