Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 113: Overnight Stay at the Military Town Post

Zhao Sheng decided to go to the military town, but he was worried that fifty people were not enough. But then he thought that if there were more people, it would be difficult to encounter these bandits.

The personal guards who accompanied him were selected by Li Shuya. Originally, Zhao Long was in charge of it, but now the head of the personal guards is a young centurion named Liang Dong.

When selecting personal guards for Zhao Sheng, he required that half of them must have experience and the other half must be young and smart.

Liang Dong is an experienced young man.

He was one of the first people to receive muskets and was also the best shooter, including crossbow shooting, in which he was trained to excel.

When Zhao Long was around, Liang Dong was not prominent. But after Zhao Long became the commander-in-chief, this guy immediately caught Zhao Sheng's attention.

"Captain Liang, fifty of us are marching into the military town today. Are you brave enough?"

"What are bandits? Why shouldn't I be afraid?" Liang Dong was obviously a fearless person, and he spoke with full confidence.

"Okay, let's re-plan our route today. We'll go through Quyangdao Military Town."

Junzhenyi is an important hub leading from Dingzhou County to Guangchang County. Whether you go through Quyang or Tang County, the probability of passing by here is very high.

Because the post station here is under the jurisdiction of Guangchang County, and Guangchang County is under the jurisdiction of Yizhou, Yanzhou County.

Zhao Yongsheng originally went to the Princess's Mansion to get a pistol, but when he heard that Zhao Sheng was going to Guangchang County to do some business, he suggested that he follow him.

"Inform them and bring some dry food. We'll probably be staying at the Junzhen Post Station tonight, so make sure you bring enough food and drink."

At the command, the people below prepared for a quarter of an hour and then set off.

Although the road has been repaired, the speed of the car is still not fast, only about 60 miles per hour, which is really not fast enough.

After walking for an hour and a half, we arrived at the military town.

If we didn't want to eliminate the bandits here, it would be no problem to reach Guangchang County just by riding a horse.

The postmaster of the post station was a middle-aged man of forty years old named Zhang Cheng. He led about a hundred people, half of whom were injured or disabled.

There were three old horses in the post station. If they had not been able to stand, Zhao Sheng would have thought they were all dead.

"Does the postmaster have a better room?" Liang Dong asked.

He was wearing the armor of Dingzhou's personal guards, which had a yellow border and was obviously not something that an ordinary person could wear.

"General, we have a private room here. It's not very good, but it's safe. It's not hot today, so the room is cool. It's just not a good place to take a shower."

"What do you use to bathe?"

"We are all rough men. We wash in the river in the winter and scrub by the brazier in the winter."

After hearing what the postmaster said, Liang Dong didn't ask any more questions and followed Zhang Cheng to the backyard, a house far away from the stable.

The houses are built with walls compacted with mud and roofs covered with woven thatch. The walls inside are painted white and are not very conspicuous.

The so-called bed was made of adobe, unlike the heated kangs found in Zhaoxian farmers' homes. It was covered with wooden planks, two logs wrapped with coils of hemp, presumably for pillows.

"General, the conditions here are simple, so I have to bear with it."

It was the first time Zhang Cheng saw a general wearing such beautiful armor, so he couldn't help but speak carefully and politely.

"I don't care. I wonder if my husband can get used to it?"

Zhao Yongsheng accompanied Zhao Sheng here and looked at the structure of the house. It was very nice to have a house to rest in such a deep mountain. There was no reason to be picky about anything.

"Sir, what do you think?"

"Okay, there's a table here, it's already very luxurious."

As Zhao Sheng spoke, he touched the wooden table. Although it was just a few simple logs supporting a board, the tabletop was wiped very clean.

"Wai Rui Good!" Zhao Sheng couldn't help but praise him.

"Sir, what are we having for dinner?"

"What did you bring?" Zhao Sheng asked.

"There are two sheep hanging on the back of the car."

"Cut some meat to roast as lamb, and distribute the rest to the brothers." Zhao Sheng arranged.

"Okay." After receiving the order, Zhao Yongsheng went out and arranged for others to find a house to rest.

There are three rooms with a kang, and the rest are dormitory rooms. At night, they are divided into twos and ones for guard duty, so two more rooms are enough.

Before it got dark, the mutton was washed and cut. Zhao Yongsheng and Liang Dong cut some meat and prepared to roast the mutton.

They brought food, such as instant food like dried bean curd and pickles, as well as seasoning packets.

The so-called barbecue is to marinate it directly with the seasoning packet, and then grill it on the fire. It will be delicious when it is cooked.

Wine is indispensable in the carriage.

"Call the postmaster over to eat with us, and take a look at what they are eating. If you want, you can eat with us."

Mr. Zhao knew that there might be action tonight, but he didn't know how it would develop.

Liang Dong took the order and called Zhang Cheng over.

"My Lord, I am just a small soldier. How can I have such a great honor to have dinner with such an honorable person?"

"It's okay, it's lively here with so many people around, please don't be shy."

"Hey, how can I feel so embarrassed?" Zhang Cheng said politely, but when he saw that the lamb had been roasted until it was greasy, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Come on, don't be polite." Zhao Sheng saw the drinks being brought and invited Zhang Cheng to join him.

Zhang Cheng sat down and picked up a handful of mutton and started roasting it.

The taste of marching barbecue cannot compare to that of barbecue in the oven. The meat skewers are large and long and are grilled directly on the open fire.

Generally, if there is a lot of meat, you should grill it until it is sizzling, then stop and grill another one.

After everything is roasted, if conditions permit, you can sprinkle a handful of seasoning on it and continue roasting. At this time, the meat will produce oil again and the flavor will reappear.

At this time, you should also observe the size of the meat shrinkage and then make further cuts.

"Chief, how long have you been here?"

Zhao Sheng picked up the wine poured by Liang Dong, took a sip and asked.

"I've been here for ten years."

Zhang Cheng answered cautiously and said few words.

Zhao Sheng raised the wine bowl and motioned Zhang Cheng to drink.

Zhang Cheng picked up the wine bowl with a smile and took a sip of wine like Zhao Sheng. He found that the taste of this wine was something he had never tasted before, and his joy was beyond words.

"I heard there's been a lot of banditry lately, is that true?"

Mr. Zhao then asked.

"It happened three times, and twice recently."

"Three times, most recently? Twice?" Zhao Sheng muttered these key words in his mind and asked again, "Do you know where these bandit incidents occurred?"

"These bandits won't harass our post station, they'll only attack the merchants passing through."

"How long have you known about the first time? Do you know where the bandits are from?"

"I know of one incident five years ago. It happened suddenly, someone died, but we didn't know where the thieves came from."

Zhao Sheng felt that the question was a bit abrupt, so he continued to drink from his bowl.

Perhaps it was the smell of wine, someone outside stuck his head out and looked at them.

"What are you looking at, you unruly bastard." Zhang Cheng cursed angrily.

Zhao Sheng looked at the old men at the post station and said with a smile, "It's not much wine, just this one jar. If you like to drink, bring your bowl and we'll share."

After saying that, he motioned Liang Dong to put the wine in front of Zhang Cheng and asked him to divide the wine.

Tonight, only Zhao Sheng and Zhang Cheng were drinking. The personal guards and Zhao Yongsheng and others did not drink. This is military discipline.

Obviously, these people at the post station drink a lot.

There were not many people carrying bowls, and they came close to Zhang Cheng with obscene smiles on their faces.

Zhang Cheng took a sip of wine by himself.

"Old man, this is too little."

"What? I'm giving you the whole jar? You're such a coward! Finish the one in your bowl first, then we'll talk."

The man who confronted Zhang Cheng refused to accept the result and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then screamed instantly.

"Ah, spicy! Too spicy! Wine, good wine!"