The officers pointed to a piece of waist-length weed, with a slight figure in the middle, but they didn't see it. Zeng Shiquan smiled and said, "You don't have to make a fuss like this. This is probably the thief and bandits in the mountains and fields want to block the road. When they see it, they are so scared that they dare not move. Our business is important. You throw a few darts, shoot a few arrows, and scare them away, and it's all done."

The officers agreed to take out their own wards and draw arrows, and heard someone screaming in the grass: "Slow down, don't shoot, it's me, it's me." As they said, four thin white hands swayed and raised them between the grass leaves, and followed the two of them slowly stood up from their squatting positions.

Zeng Shiquan pretended to be shocked and said, "Oh, isn't this Eunuch An?" He called his left and right: "Why are you so stupid? Why don't you help me out?" The officers agreed to rush into the grass and put the two of them out on the road. They saw many ripped holes on An Siti and his servant's pants. An Siti was barefoot, and there were obvious purple blood bubbles in the cracks in the toes. Two of them had been picked open, with some soil on them.

Zeng Shiquan looked at the mountains and said with a smile: "I forgot to say yesterday that this road was close, but it was Mufu Mountain not far ahead. The wilderness road stretched hundreds of miles, and there were not even one's house. The road was not good, there were many stones, and the animals had broken their hooves, but there were no places to nail them to their palms."

An Siti knew that he cursed himself in different ways, lowered his head and said not to speak. Zeng Shiquan called two horses for them to ride, and ordered his men: "My ancestors have been sitting in a fragrant car for a long time, and they are not used to riding these sour donkeys and wild horses. Be careful to protect them, don't let the animals run around, and break the masters, but you want your head,"

"Yes," the officers agreed to split up several horses, and stood and left and right, sandwiched An Siti in the middle. Xiao Shengzi heard everything in the cart, silent and did not lift the curtains. When it was time to eat, he served the marquis first, finished eating by himself, and then helped the officers arrange the food for the criminals. The officers responsible for taking care of the female prisoners were still fighting for A Yao and Zhang Shisanniang. After doing it, they would give the three Ming concubines first. Later, they found that A Yao was fine, so they arranged her and the three Ming concubines together. Zhang Shisanniang was so tired that she had brought the troubles over and over again. When she thought about it, she fed her and got annoyed, so she simply left it to leave.

In the evening, everyone was camping in the wilderness again. The sky was cloudy and rainy. Three Ming concubines sat around the tent and looked at the sky, muttering and sad. Zhang Shisanniang had no food to eat. She squinted her eyes and was just looking forward to sleeping. She was confused and didn't know when she suddenly felt someone touching her. When she woke up, she felt uncomfortable in her heart and her stomach was gulp. When she opened her eyes, it turned out that it was A Yao who stabbed her. She frowned and ignored her. However, she felt that there was a sticky thing handed to her hand.

Zhang Shisanniang was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Ayao was handing over a rice ball. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when she saw her pointing to her lips and making a booing gesture, and took her eyes to the tent. The three Ming concubines slept on the ground inside and outside the tent. Not far from outside the tent, the East Factory Officer who was dozing against the tree under the moonlight could be seen. Zhang Shisanniang stopped her voice and asked softly: "You didn't eat dinner," Ayao smiled slightly and said softly: "I have a small appetite."

The ground of Jiujiang was passing through Mufu Mountain. On the evening of the day, I saw the distant clouds and mountains covered the distance. There was a military camp at the entrance of the ridge, which lasted for several miles and was large in scale. Zeng Shiquan thought that this was probably the peripheral troops of the governor who sealed the Juhao Pavilion, so he sent two people as outposts to inform him first, and the team also accelerated the speed. When he reached the bottom of the ridge, he saw the two outpost officials running out in panic from the gate of the camp and said, "Zheng, it seems that something is wrong, this camp is empty."

Zeng Shiquan calmed down for a moment, stopped the vehicle, and brought several guards into the camp gate. As he walked along, he saw that the antlers in the camp were crooked, the stoves were scattered, some of the tents were rolled up, and some were empty and racks were placed there. It seemed that the camp had given up after being halfway through.

After a while, he stopped and wondered: "If the official army was robbed of the camp without firm foothold when they arrived here, at least there should be weapons, corpses or blood marks such as fighting. If it were to say that the army was withdrawn, how could it be left so many things?" He raised his face and looked at the mountains from afar and suddenly asked: "Where is the direction of Hanyang Peak?" Some officers said: "Go back to the master, it is east of us." Zeng Shiquan concentrated for a while and stomped his feet: "Retreat, withdraw quickly." Seeing that he frequently waved his hands, the officials were a little panicked. They rushed out of the camp gate and started to get on the horse, protecting the vehicle and diverting the way north, and rushed for half a meal. The sky was getting dark. Some officers saw Zeng Shiquan breathing a little relieved, so they leaned closer and asked: "Mr., what do you mean?" Zeng Shiquan said: "The entire Lushan Mountain is only the southeast line.

It is difficult to prevent the camp just now. Since the governor has set up a large army to set up a siege here, even if he goes out to fight, how can he not leave the army without leaving the army?" The officer was stunned for a moment and said, "That is in the opinion of the master..." Zeng Shiquan cursed, "I must be Ji Ye," and said, "As for the sake of the master, I will stop suddenly, and the dark night in front of me rolled up to smoke. A team of cavalry shouted wildly, shouting that they were scattered in the fork road. He hurriedly urged the horse to chase and ask. The soldiers were rushing to the road, and they were whipping the whip, and no one paid attention to him. Zeng Shiquan was so angry that he flew up, his legs went out, and kicked the last few people at the end of the team dismounted. One of them rolled twice on the ground and was about to draw his sword, but suddenly recognized his condolences and shouted loudly: "The official is from the East Factory, we are Lord Xu's team, how can we fight our own people?"

Zeng Shiquan asked anxiously: "Where are you going to go?"

The soldier said, "Since he is a factory, how can he not know the order of the governor?" Zeng Shiquan cursed, "Don't talk nonsense, what orders are there?" The soldier said, "Now Ji Yeping gathered with the rebels along the Yangtze River to rebel, gathered 20,000 to 30,000 people to capture the retreat of the official army at Jiujiangkou. The governor was in full swing, so he ordered the transfer of the large-scale position. The fourth train led the various departments of the supervisor's army to shrink with all their strength and go back to rescue quickly."

Zeng Shiquan kept looking at him: "Oh no, it's true as I do..." Several other soldiers who were kicked off the horse said, "Go quickly, let's go, we have the latest letter, we are already behind, will we still have life if we delay it?" He quickly climbed up the horse and disappeared into the night. The officials were nervous and turned their eyes back. At this moment, Zeng Shiquan's face showed a slight hesitation on his face. He asked Fang Zhennuo: "How many people are there in Juhao Pavilion along the Yangtze River," Fang Zhennuo pondered: "Except for the three parallel main rudders of Dongting, Lushan and Taihu Lake, there are only four or five thousand people along the line, and most of them are responsible for daily business operations. As for the section from Junshan to Lushan, there are less than two thousand people."

Zeng Shiquan thought to himself: "Even if Li Yichen and Yun Bianqing didn't catch any of them. The scholars and the remnants of Ji Yeping's troops were combined, and the overall strength was only about 4,000. Where did these 20,000 or 30,000 people come from? Could it be that they also contacted the people from other gangs in the world, or did they really respond to the response, and in just a few days, they gathered so many rebels."

Lu Huangqiao said: "In my opinion, the master does not have to worry. Maybe it is the official army who is attacked and is not aware of the real reality of the other party. We should hurry up and help the supervisor stabilize the morale of the army." Zeng Shiquan nodded, and everyone chased along the way. They came out for 17 or 8 miles and found two empty camps one after another. When they passed by, they glanced at them. They also threw a lot of food, grass, tents and other items everywhere, but were not collected, and they were not there. It was obviously to help the supervisor. They walked in a hurry. The officials saw that the supervisor's face became more and more unrighteous, and they thought they were afraid that the situation this time would be really not optimistic, and their expressions became gloomy. Only An Siti's whip was getting happier and happier. From time to time, he glanced at Zeng Shiquan and wanted to come to the supervisor immediately to see how the culprit was dealt with. Suddenly someone shouted: "Wait a minute,"

Zeng Shiquan slowed down when he heard the sound. He saw that the man on the hill had already strangled the horse, raised his jaw and his eyes were hollow, as if he was listening to something. In a trance, his mind turned to his hearing and immediately noticed a faint sound of tide. A man said, "Is there a waterfall nearby?" Before he could finish his words, the man on the hill and Lu Huangqiao suddenly looked behind him, but under the clear moonlight, honey flowing red at the entrance of two mountains in the southeast, slowly gushing out a dark color.

At this time, it was dark and the two were far apart. Everyone was not very serious. Zeng Shiquan immediately reacted: "It's from Juhao Pavilion," the officials panicked when they heard this. If the people from Juhao Pavilion were full of their nests, there would be thousands of people. The generals came over the mountains and fields. That would be great. The people on the hill trembled white beard and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, please lead the crowd first. I and Taoist Master Lu stayed to cut off the rear for you."

Lu Huangqiao's face changed drastically, thinking that Guo Shuronghua didn't know what the battle was like, and Cao Xiangfei and Kang Huai were all withdrawn. Juhao Pavilion found out that it was full of news and wanted to give the official army a front and back attack. In one fell swoop, they would have to do their best and be brave enough. Even if you and I were covered in iron, how could they resist the craze of boiling fire?

Fang Zhennuo was there but he could understand very clearly: one, the news on both sides was not clear, the people of Juhao Pavilion might not know about Junshan, and the other, even if this monk and Tao stayed alone, as long as they were silent, the people of Juhao Pavilion would not be embarrassed by the monks and hurriedly said, "This is inappropriate, Master, you and the two old swordsmen are escorting the car to speed up, I will stay," Lu Huangqiao said, "You, what are you doing?" Fang Zhennuo said, "There is no one in Juhao Pavilion who doesn't recognize me. As long as I assume that this is the government's plan to lure the enemy, it is not difficult to persuade them to return."

Zeng Shiquan frowned, and with a choking sound, he pulled out his sword and sheathed: "Stop talking nonsense, no one can think of leaving," he shouted again: "There is still a distance for the pursuers. Not far ahead is the county town. Let's go and join the army and make a decision again." Everyone protected the cart and snatched out of the land for five miles, but saw that the road ahead was dark, the trees on both sides were dark, and the sandy road was slightly diluted by the night. There was no shadow of the county town. At this time, the sound of hooves behind him gradually rang, and someone shouted: "There are deserters in front of him," "It's the clothes of the East Factory, it's the dog monk," "Catch up and kill them," he counted more than thirty-seven kung fu, and the faces of the samurai team in front of Juhao Pavilion could be seen, and the officials shouted: "Prince, they are catching up,"

Zeng Shiquan knew that the long-distance running horsepower had been exhausted, and this trip was bound to be doomed. He shouted during the ride: "Murder first, then fight to the death," and the officers "knocked" and each of them drew their swords. At this moment, Zeng Shiquan felt that the horse suddenly sank down. Knowing that something was wrong, his feet lit stirrups, and his body immediately rose into the air.

At the same time, the "Kuron" sounded in the earlobe, and the ground collapsed. All the officials and the horses and Chang Sihao's cart fell into the pit. Although Huo Liguwen and Sonam Gyatso could sense it, their bodies were tied to the horse and they could not move at all. In addition, the horses that the people invaded were tied to one place, so they fell into the pit together with Sanming Concubine, Zhang Shisanniang, Ayao and others. Zeng Shiquan could see clearly in the air and was shocked in his heart: "Damn, how could Juhao Pavilion dig a sinking pit here?" He shook his waist and turned his feet on the flat ground behind the pit, and at the same time his clothes were sounding. The people on the hill and Lu Huangqiao also landed beside him. The three of them looked around anxiously, not understanding why.

The warriors in front of Juhao stopped their horses and slowed down, and their expressions were a little stunned. At this moment, they suddenly heard a few "universal" sounds of cannons, and red lights shone in the surrounding forests, and thousands of torches illuminated the night sky.

"Not good, there is an ambush," the people of Juhao Pavilion exclaimed, and each of them was using weapons to observe the situation.

The soldiers in the forest kept rushing out, and the torches in their hands shook, making the helmets shine, the scales of the armored leaves red, and eight other horses stepped out of the forest, with swallow wings standing on both sides of the earthen road. The horses immediately put the helmets on the armored burqa, inserted swords and guns in their waists, and then a jade-butt zebra flashed from behind. One person sat on top, with a long black crown and long eyebrows and eyes steep. When Zeng Shiquan saw this person, his face turned pale and said, "Fang Yinhe, it's you," he thought that he had always suppressed Kang Huai in the factory, and Fang Yinhe was his subordinate. Now he was in trouble, but he was helpless when he met him in the future.

Fang Yinhe looked at him and understood his heart, and said lightly: "The Third Master is frightened," he looked forward and said loudly: "Listen to the people of Juhao Pavilion, you have fallen into the plan of the governor, quickly put down your weapons and surrender,"

The warriors of Juhao Pavilion flashed slightly, and one horse suddenly broke in front of him. The young man immediately straddled his halberd. He looked at Zeng Shiquan, then looked at Fang Yinhe, and chuckled: "Oh, the three-stage heads sacrificed themselves to lure the enemy, Fang Qianhu set up an ambush and annihilated. The East Factory has invested a lot of money. I heard that you, Xiao Guo, are very good at playing opera, but you dig a hole and jump by yourself. I don't know where this is. Hahahaha."

Fang Yinhe looked at the visitor: "Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Qu, it's a pity,"

The leader of Juhao Pavilion is Qu Weidong, son of Qu Hewen. He and Dongchang have met several battles these days, and they are already familiar with each other. They smiled and said, "You dug a hole, and people fell into the hole. They have not been in vain. What a pity?"

Fang Yinhe said: "You are now in a siege and have no danger to support you. You are already unable to escape. It is better to put down your weapons and surrender as soon as possible."

Qu Weidong smiled and said, "You pretended to be attacked behind your back and retreated in a hurry. It was nothing more than to lead my father and son down the mountain. How could Guo Shuronghua hide such a trick from my father? Look at what that is?" The big halberd pointed at it.

Zeng Shiquan looked at it as he said, and saw another fire lit up behind the left wing of the official army, and there was a faint sound of killing. He said in shock: "No, Qu Hewen is indeed an experienced military commander, and he actually brought a counter-encirclement to the governor."
Chapter completed!