After taking care of that matter, hundreds of guards advanced, which really took a lot of time, and they needed to speed up.
Not only was Liu Xian a bit anxious, but even the Cavalry Commander Zhang Mu came over to advise Qin Sir not to bother with those trivial matters. There were many such things, and if they delayed the negotiation with the Jin people, there could be serious consequences.
He was the main person in charge of this escort army, so he was very anxious about time and didn't want to waste any more. If they delayed the negotiation with the Jin people and they attacked again, in a fit of anger, the emperor might really execute him.
Qin Feng had no choice but to agree! Matters concerning lives were absolutely serious, but negotiations were also very important, so he tried not to show too much mercy.
His relative Wang Xiang, the so-called General, did not come over and was slowly riding ahead, unhurriedly, seemingly not wanting to arrive too quickly.
At this moment, Wang Xiang felt a bit worried. He had heard that the Jin people were coming to attack, and it would be a fierce battle lasting months before he managed to escape back to Tokyo City.
On the surface, he was reporting military intelligence to the emperor, but in reality, he wanted to stay in the city until the Jin people retreated before returning to the border.
Under the broadsword cavalry of the Jin people, the Song Army could not withstand them and had already been defeated many times.
Unexpectedly, because of that Bai Lian, he was assigned to the border again; it was truly unfortunate.
So he continued at a steady pace. Looking back, he saw Commander Zhang Mu quickly riding over and hurriedly sped up as well; he couldn't appear too timid in battle.
To increase their speed, the Escort Army had lunch on dry rations. Eating at those tea houses would really waste too much time!
After a brief rest, they quickly moved on. The journey was still long ahead, and many things would be encountered along the way; it was better to finish early.
After several hours, they traveled quite a distance and reached a place north of Zhengzhou.
This was a bumpy and uneven road that wasn't wide either; even riding a horse felt laborious. It was truly difficult to traverse.
The hundreds of Black Warhorses were also exhausted, panting heavily and nearly unable to move forward.
Qin Feng felt as if his bones were about to fall apart! The road was nothing compared to Tokyo City; aside from the streets in the city, everywhere else was full of potholes and uneven terrain, with muddy paths that made his bones feel like they were breaking. He had even thrown up a few times.
Half an hour ago, he could still see some people on the road, but after that, there was no one in sight. Even the land showed no signs of crops; it was just a vast expanse of desolation, as if no one had farmed here in a long time.
At that time, he could see a few wooden houses belonging to poor farmers, but soon after, there was nothing but large muddy roads and barren mountains, creating an especially bleak atmosphere.
Now the sky had darkened, and everything around was pitch black; he could only see about two meters ahead. It was truly unsuitable to continue moving forward.
Commander Zhang Mu smiled and looked at Wang Xiang, saying, "General Wang, is there really an inn ahead? The road looks so desolate that I haven't seen a single person; it's quite strange."
"If there isn't one, we might as well stop here for the night and rest. We can set off at dawn; we can't afford to waste any more time."
Wang Xiang glanced at him with a hint of disdain while slowly riding his Black Horse.
"Commander, do you not trust me? I've traveled this road many times; there must be an inn ahead—at least a large one that can accommodate several hundred people for the night."
Zhang Mu quickly apologized, clarifying that wasn't his intention. Since General Wang was confident, there must indeed be an inn ahead. He was unfamiliar with this area and just wanted to ask a few more questions.
He accepted this with a smile; after all, a mere cavalry commander dared to question him. Of course, there would be an inn ahead; he had stayed at several before.
A few minutes later, through the vast darkness, they spotted some yellow lights. Those were lanterns placed outside the inn, lit with yellow candles, casting a warm glow.
The hundreds of people immediately became excited. They had been traveling for a long time and felt utterly exhausted; it had been a while since they had felt this tired.
They quickly urged their Black Horses forward with powerful whips, continuing to gallop toward the light—finally able to rest properly.
Qin Feng's carriage also picked up speed; the Imperial Steed from the palace was certainly better than these Warhorses and overtook many horses ahead, catching up with Wang Xiang and the others.
After arriving at the inn, it felt quite large, with two stories high, and it was made of traditional-style buildings that looked decent enough.
Just on the first floor, there were more than ten big rooms, which should be sufficient for a few hundred people to spend the night.
Outside, many large white lanterns were hung, lit with yellow candles, which looked somewhat strange.
The name of the inn was also written above: Peaceful Inn, which sounded nice.
There was also a large wooden sign outside, over a meter long, hanging prominently with some writing on it.
"This inn operates all night. If it gets cold, we may close the main door. Just knock, and someone will come out to ensure your safe check-in and return."
At this moment, the main door of the inn was open, but with so many people outside and the sound of horses neighing, it should have stirred those on the second floor.
Still, no one came out, as if there was no one inside at all.
Wang Xiang saw the inn and the sign outside, a strange smile appearing on his face as he walked in slowly.
Zhang Mu Liu Xian and Qin Feng followed him inside, along with several Imperial Guards in military uniforms leading the way.
Upon entering, they discovered there were indeed a few people inside! However, they did not come out to greet them, which was quite odd!
One man dressed in luxurious clothing made of fine silk stood there. He wore a long hat and had sharp features that gave him a somewhat sinister appearance; he was likely the boss of this inn.
He stood there with a look of surprise on his face, perhaps intimidated by the number of Imperial Guards present.
Two tall men over six feet tall were dressed in grayish-brown clothing; they seemed to be from the second floor of the inn but had fierce expressions that made them look somewhat like thugs. One held a kitchen knife while the other wielded a broom.
On the ground not far from them, there was a pool of fresh red blood, with a strong smell of blood wafting through the air, indicating that something had just happened.
The area was quite spacious, with several square wooden tables, most of which were neatly arranged. However, one table was different; it had several vegetarian dishes on it, and they were not finished.
Below was a broken wine jug and a few cups, also freshly shattered. The fragrant aroma of tea wafted towards them!
Upon closer inspection of the dishes, there was even a hint of steam rising from them, suggesting they had just been brought up.
Could it be that someone got drunk and smashed the wine jug? But what about the large pool of blood on the ground?
Wang Xiang appeared to be quite accustomed to the situation and waved at the Boss.
He said, "Innkeeper Boss, quickly bring some good wine and dishes for these Brothers. They have traveled a long way and must be hungry! The faster you can get it done, the better; they are all waiting for you."
The Pointy-Eared Monkey-Sided Boss was initially a bit scared. Perhaps seeing so many people made him unsure; he didn't go out to greet them. However, he soon burst into laughter and instructed two others to tidy up.
He adopted a respectful demeanor and said, "Gentlemen, please take a rest for a moment; the food will be ready soon and will be served to you."
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