Night falls.

More than ten Silla soldiers were arranged to have dinner together.

In the inn, the post commander and the officers leading the team were whispering, looking at them from time to time.

The postmaster had a more harsh look in his eyes, "Is this beast worthy of it? Don't worry."

Later, the chef received the order.

"Those are beasts."

The cook understands it.

"Ahem...tui!"

"Take the smelly piece of mutton to fix it."

"I'm afraid I'm going to get rid of my stomach!"

"If you ask me to bring it, I'll bring it!"

"Huh!"

The chef helped the chef tossed the vegetables on the ground and was scolded when he was about to pick them up.

"Don't be troublesome."

The chef picked it up casually, but didn't wash it, so he added it together and cooked it randomly.

Later, the chef said, "It's a little bit..."

The chef was stunned...

...

"There is actually mutton?"

A group of Silla people who consciously escaped from death could not help but feel very happy.

“It tastes so strong.”

“This is delicious.”

“…”

After dinner, more than ten people were arranged to sleep in the big bed.

“Don’t you wash your feet?”

"I haven't heard of it."

"It's uncomfortable not to wash your feet long distances."

"sleep!"

A warning voice came from outside.

The two officials were muttering, "Wash your feet, turn back to the southwest, and have your good fruits to eat."

The night gradually deepened.

Snoring sounds like thunder in the Datongpu.

This is how people are. Even when facing desperate situations, they will still relax when they fall asleep.

This is the self-protection mechanism of the human body.

Because it is a station, even the door is covered in vain.

The door opened slightly.

The wind outside slowly blew and was blocked.

A man came in and took a look, turned around and waved.

Another man came in.

The two of them carried the jar and slowly poured the things inside on the Silla people.

Later, one of them went out for a while and came back and whispered: "Okay."

The other man lit a torch, threw it on the bunk bed, turned around and rushed out.

The two shouted in the yard: "It's time to leave!"

boom!

In the big bunk, flames suddenly jumped up.

The people in the inn were alarmed and rushed out, and they couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this.

"Put the fire!"

"ah!"

The screams inside made my scalp numb, the door was opened, and a fire man rushed out.

He ran out with his teeth and claws, but after only a few steps, he fell to the ground.

"ah……"

Several firemen rushed out.

The postmaster said without hesitation: "If you pounce on this side, kill me!"

During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, there were 1,639 post stations, including 1,297 post stations.

The station only accepts official exchanges, but what should those people traveling?

Especially in the wilderness, I couldn't get in when I saw the inn...

So the businessmen drove the rost to the side of the station, both official and civilian, which was also lively.

The Counter Travel beside him moved when he heard the news. The guests rushed out with their bags on their backs. Someone volunteered to help put out the fire. As soon as he entered, he saw the postmen in a daze.

The Datong is laid on the side, and it will not affect the main building when burned.

Several fire-bombed people were lying on the ground, getting smaller and smaller.

The air was filled with the smell of barbecue.

"vomit!"

More than ten riders arrived outside the station. The man in charge frowned when he saw the fire and said, "Go and negotiate!"

Someone went in, “Don’t somebody?”

The postmaster came with a bitter face, "What's the matter?"

"Hundred Riders."

The hundreds of horsemen came in and looked at the burned Silla people silently.

...

The sound of horse hooves is particularly clear at night.

The sergeant who passed by the duty shouted, "Stop!"

He rode several times and stepped on his horse, and the man in the lead stepped forward.

"Where did it come from? Where did it go?"

The man in charge said coldly: "Hundreds of cyclists are on the move."

After several cavalrymen left, the sergeant who passed by said curiously, "What can the hundreds of cavalry do this night?"

These riders all the way north.

"Hurry, I went to a place I was looking for for dinner earlier, and my mother was starved to death."

"I still eat, everyone is dead, we can't escape punishment when we look back."

Torch and complaints appeared in front of them, and the hundreds of riders stopped their horses.

Five soldiers were riding horses, one of them was walking to lead the horse, and the horse he was holding was pulling a man lying on his back.

"who?"

Five sergeants drew their swords to warn.

"Hundreds of horses!"

The man in the lead stepped forward, "Why are you waiting for this?"

"Damn, we were ordered to take Jinhuatai to Liaodong, but we met a thief not long after leaving Chang'an City. The thief led us away, broke Jinhuatai's legs, and beheaded..."

"We searched for a long time, but we didn't find any traces of those thieves."

The hundreds of riders were stunned.

...

Jia Ping'an has drunk too much.
To be continued...