Mr. Zhou got up early in the morning, dressed up and went to see Zhou Chengling order his troops. Watching the army go away, Master Zhou felt that his heart was about to fly.
Great, everything went as he expected.
As long as Zhou Chengling goes to fight against the Tatars, he has no final say in what happens next. He and Tan Ziqi only need to act according to the circumstances and add fuel to the flames at the right time.
Master Zhou immediately urged his horse to meet Tan Ziqi, and the two of them listened to the news in the camp.
Finally, news of reinforcements came.
Tan Ziqi immediately ordered the people around him, "When you get out, tell me that General Zhou has been defeated and the Tatars are coming."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou almost saw Zhou Chengling trembling with anger because he could not wait for reinforcements. It would be best for the Tatars to use their strength to kill Zhou Chengling there, so that they would all save energy.
"What should we do if we come down?" Master Zhou asked.
Tan Ziqi put her finger on the map, "Let's take the people and run towards the capital, stop here, and then listen to the news over there. When the time comes, we will adapt accordingly. Taifu Liu will bring reinforcements. When the time comes, Zhou Chengling will do whatever we want.
Let him die, and kill him like a Tatar. The court will not know about it even though he is so far away, so we can say whatever we want."
Say whatever you want.
Zhou Chengling's life and death were in his hands, and Master Zhou's blood immediately boiled when he thought about it.
"Okay, let's do it like this."
Mr. Zhou picked up the sword on the table and said, "Without further delay, we will leave immediately."
They have all the food and grass in their hands. It depends on what Zhou Chengling does. When the time comes, the sky will not respond and the earth will not work.
Mr. Zhou was already very happy.
When they heard that they were about to retreat, the army suddenly became chaotic.
This is different from winning a battle, which means retreating after losing the battle.
Tan Ziqi and Master Zhou rode forward, and the soldiers immediately started running after them, throwing off their armor. Master Zhou turned around and saw a cloud of dust. He didn't know how to charge into battle. Now it's just a run... who doesn't know how to run... let him lead
Run forward with others, and run faster than anyone else.
I don’t know how far I ran, but Mr. Wednesday saw a flag in the distance and couldn’t help but stop.
A flag fluttered in the wind, and the writing on it could not be clearer.
"Baohetang."
It turned out to be Baohetang.
It's Yang's pharmacy.
Mr. Wednesday looked at the attendant next to him, "Why is there the flag of Baohetang?"
The attendant was also confused, and after a while he said: "I'll go and ask, little one."
After a while, the attendant came over and said: "It's the doctor from Baohetang. Yang has brought many doctors from Beijing to treat the wounded soldiers. They have been here for several days."
At this time, Yang brought people to treat the wounded soldiers because he wanted to gain a good reputation.
What a good plan. Zhou Chengling fights in the front, and Yang saves people in the back.
Master Zhou sneered when he thought of this. Yang must not have expected to meet him here. Thinking of Yang's aggressive appearance before, Master Zhou's blood suddenly rushed to his face as if it were boiling.
God is really wise. He was just going to deal with Zhou Chengling, but he didn't expect that the Yang family would also come to his door.
This way he can kill two birds with one stone.
Mr. Zhou looked at his entourage on Wednesday and said, "Take a few people to ask where Mr. Yang is. If they refuse to tell you, tell him that there are seriously wounded soldiers and ask Mr. Yang for treatment."
Yang didn't like treating people the most, so now he was using this to trick Yang out.
The attendant responded immediately and took someone to inquire.
Mr. Zhou saw with his own eyes that a doctor stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
Yang is right in front.
This woman must have never imagined that one day she would fall into his hands. This was neither the capital nor an inner palace. Without the protection of Princess Xian and Zhou Chengling, the Yang family was just a piece of fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by him.
Let her be arrogant and let her not take him seriously.
This time he would make things clear with her.
…
"Where is the patient?" Yang Mo raised her head and looked forward.
"I just said I was going to carry it over." The young man said in a low voice.
Just as Yang Mo was about to turn around and tell Wei Mao to get more cloths and potions to prepare, he immediately heard a familiar voice, "Who is this? The tenth younger brother and sister? Why are the tenth younger brother and sister here?"
Yang Mo raised her head and immediately saw Master Zhou getting off the horse.
Mr. Wednesday's face was covered with beards, and his eyes were like smooth and cold snakes. He spat words at her, as if he could open his mouth and bite her at any time.
I didn't expect to meet Mr. Wednesday here.
Yang Mo frowned slightly, and Wei Mao next to him also saw the clues and subconsciously blocked Yang Mo's side, then looked around for Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping has quick legs and feet, so his master asked him to help him get the medicine back and forth, but he happens to not be here right now.
Mr. Zhou wanted to laugh when he saw Wei Mao and the others, but a few doctors could still block him and the soldiers behind him.
"Ms. Yang," Master Zhou suppressed his smile, "You can report this to the second wife for being out in public like this."
To report to the second concubine? Of course not. Yang Mo met the proud gaze of Mr. Last Wednesday and said, "Concubine Xian already knows that I am here to open a yakutang."
What is a yakutang?
Since it is natural to break up here, there is no need to worry about anything else. Mr. Zhou said: "Everyone knows that Princess Xian is seriously ill. I don't know how you deceived the princess. Not to mention the wife of a clan, she is a woman from an ordinary family.
I would never dare to do this. You are lacking in womanly virtue. Now that there are no other elders here, I will teach you a lesson for the ancestors of the Zhou family."
Master Zhou rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and after he beat Yang, he would have someone send Yang back to Beijing. How would he know what would happen on the way back to Beijing?
Even if something happened, it was because Yang left the capital first. When he went to the elders, he would say that Yang had eaten and slept with a group of men and had lost Zhou's face. It would not be a pity for such a woman to die.
Hearing this, Wei Mao and Xiao Quan immediately stood up and said, "Our master came here with the permission of the elders of the clan."
"Go," Mr. Zhou said with veins popping out on his forehead, looking very fierce, "Tie Mr. Yang over here."
The three attendants immediately stepped forward. Mr. Wednesday stood aside and prepared to watch the show. Those ignorant doctors did not raise their heads to see how many people were behind him.
Not to mention a few people in Baohe Hall, even the doctors from the entire Zhou Dynasty could not stop him.
Wei Mao was pushed aside, and Master Zhou's entourage was about to arrive in front of Yang Mo.
Little did he know that the hand stretched out from there grabbed the attendant's wrist.
Chen De used one hand to hold the attendant's tears down. They were also wearing the leather and cloth armor of the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty, but the attendant was as weak as a piece of paper and was clenched by one hand.
Chen De's eyes widened, "You dare to try, don't think that I am afraid because you are family members of the clan. When I charged into the battle, you peed your pants behind me, and the smell spread throughout the military camp. At this time, you
You are showing off your authority, I want to ask if I am willing to nod."
As soon as Chen De finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from around him.
Chen De continued: "Let me see who of you dares to touch Grandma Shi's finger. Whoever dares, I will tear him apart with one hand." After Chen De said this, he suddenly rushed forward and bumped into the attendant.
Blood suddenly burst out from the nose of the attendant, and without caring about anything else, he took out his hand to cover his nose and screamed.
"I don't even know what you are."
"I dare to point fingers in front of Grandma Ten."
"How about women? Women can save people's lives, can you? They are just mangy dogs running around around bones, but they dare to pretend to be human beings."
But a soldier dared to speak like this.
Master Zhou's eyes widened, "Are you going to rebel?"
The majesty of the violent shouting seemed to frighten everyone. Everyone raised their heads and looked at Master Zhou. Master Zhou saw fear in other people's eyes for the first time.
It was the first time that so many people were afraid of him.
Mr. Zhou straightened his back and looked at Yang Mo. Yang Mo was also looking at him in a daze, her eyes even glistened with water, and she looked like she was about to shed tears.
Yang was also afraid.
Haha, Yang finally got scared.
Mr. Zhou wanted to blame all his old and new grudges on Yang Mo. This damn woman has been against him ever since she entered the Zhou family. If it weren't for this woman, why would he need to do this to get military glory?
He is the legitimate conquering general.
Master Zhou was about to open his mouth to shout again when he suddenly felt something cool on the edge of his collar, and something was sticking to it.
Master Zhou raised his hand before he touched it when he saw a frightened look on the boy's face not far away.
Horrified eyes fell directly behind him.
It seemed as if there was something terrifying behind him.
Suddenly, the hairs on Master Zhou's body stood on end.
Mr. Wednesday wanted to run forward a few steps and then look back, but found that his feet were not in control, and the collar was tightly strangled around his neck. A strong force lifted the collar up, and he seemed to be hanging waiting.
Like a dead fish hanging out to dry, his feet were already off the ground, but he didn't dare to struggle, for fear that if he moved, the thing against his neck would get stuck in and pierce his throat.
"Who is Vice General Zhou scolding?"
The cold voice was like a basin of ice water that completely doused Master Zhou from head to toe.
This was Zhou Chengling's voice, and Master Zhou's whole body trembled.
It turned out that what these people were afraid of was not him, but Zhou Chengling. It was also because Yang's eyes filled with tears when she saw Zhou Chengling.
Mr. Wednesday hurriedly waved to Tan Ziqi, hoping that Tan Ziqi would save him. Who knew that Tan Ziqi had a straight face as if he hadn't seen him.
How is this going.
He had already discussed it with Tan Ziqi, but why did everything seem to have changed?
Zhou Chengling retracted the tip of the spear, and Master Zhou immediately fell to the ground.
Master Zhou's huge body seemed to make a big hole on the ground. Master Zhou felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, as if the bones were broken, "Someone...come..."
Master Wednesday was already shouting inarticulately.
"Tan Ziqi, what are you doing standing still?"
Zhou Chengling was riding majestically on a white horse, surrounded by soldiers in armor.
Mr. Zhou opened his eyes wide. Yes, these soldiers followed him here. They were Tan Ziqi's army, but these people turned a deaf ear to what he said.
"Vice General Zhou," Zhou Chengling leaned over, "What do you want my general to do?"
Mr. Zhou looked at Tan Ziqi, who had a contemptuous smile on his face.
The blood in Master Zhou's body seemed to have stagnated. This was a trap set by Zhou Chengling, and he just stepped into it.
"Vice General Zhou, please tell me, what should I do if I escape from the battlefield?"
Master Zhou's lips trembled when he ran away from the battle.
Zhou Chengling had no expression on his face and said, "We should hang the corpse on top of the body as a warning to others."
Mr. Zhou opened his mouth to retort, "You harmed me, you harmed me intentionally..."
Zhou Chengling looked at the lieutenant beside him. The lieutenant immediately took out the sword from his waist and walked towards Mr. Wednesday step by step.
Mr. Wednesday wanted to stand up and run away, but his legs and feet were weak, so he had no choice but to kneel and crawl forward without caring about anything else.
Immediately there was laughter again.
He can't escape this time, and Zhou Chengling won't let him go.
Mr. Zhou felt that his eyes were darkening, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Before, he was excited to deal with the Yang family, but in the blink of an eye, Zhou Chengling's knife fell on his neck.
Mr. Wednesday watched the steel knife swinging in front of his eyes.
He could almost hear his neck snap.
Then a stream of heat rushed out of the body.
His neck was broken.
His neck must be broken. His neck is broken, but he can still breathe and blink, and...
Master Zhou just felt like his head was going to explode.
It's going to fall off, his head is going to fall off.
Thinking of this, Master Zhou's eyes darkened.
Lost.
His head must have fallen off.
He immediately fell to the ground.
…
He just touched Master Zhou's neck with the back of the knife. Master Zhou was so frightened that he fell to the ground and his feces and urine leaked out.
A dignified clan master has such courage.
Zhou Chengling ordered the people around him, "Tie the deserters to the chariot. Tomorrow we will attack the Tatars. If anyone tries to desert again, this will be the fate."
Even the clan is like this, let alone others.
Zhou Chengling wanted to use Master Zhou to kill chickens and scare monkeys.
This is the best way to stabilize military morale.
Just as Yang Mo was thinking about it, Zhou Chengling had already walked up to her. Zhou Chengling looked much thinner, with green stubble growing on his face, and he looked more powerful.
"It's not that I won't let you come to Baoding." A cold voice came.
Yang Mo had already thought of a countermeasure, "I didn't expect Baoding at first. I was just picking up and treating wounded soldiers around the capital. Who knew there were too many wounded soldiers, so I treated them all the way without knowing it. If I hadn't seen Master Zhou, I would have
I didn’t know I had arrived in Baoding.”
How could you not know?
Looking at the twinkling look in her eyes, she must have deceived the elders in the clan camp like this.
"Attacking the Tatars tomorrow?" Yang Mo asked in a low voice.
Zhou Chengling didn't reply, but suddenly leaned forward. Yang Mo felt her body light up, and her eyes seemed to be spinning. By the time she came to her senses, she had already been carried onto the horse by Zhou Chengling.
The horse started running happily.
Wei Mao, Xiao Quan and others were stunned on the spot, watching helplessly as Zhou Chengling's horse ran away.
After a while, Wei Mao suddenly jumped up and said, "Master, hurry up and get your things and chase Master."
…
This was Yang Mo's first time entering the military camp.
It doesn't look much better than her Yang Le Tang.
After looking at Zhou Chengling for a while, Yang Mo lowered her head with a guilty conscience, "How is Dong Zhao doing there? Are you sure you can rescue him tomorrow?"
Zhou Chengling said with a straight face and jaw, "Yes, but there has been no food and grass there and has been besieged by the Tatars for a long time. I don't know what the situation is."
Yang Mo immediately raised her eyes, "Then I'll have someone prepare more herbs just in case."