When Li Minghua came in, he knew of course that this was not a clean room and that there was something strange about this county government office.
Without going too far, Xiang Qiubeard discovered that Ande was a spy and tracked him down here. This spy used his fellow villagers' friendship to seduce the county magistrate here to rebel.
"I invited you in pretending to be pitiful, and then poisoned you." He stretched out his hand to wipe his neck with an arrogant expression, "If it weren't for me, you would be dead now."
Li Minghua said: "We haven't started drinking tea and eating yet."
Xiang Qiubearded smiled: "You are really arrogant, girl."
Li Minghua ignored his words and asked, "You never left? Are you still following us?"
So he actually didn't worry about these bandits at all, and hid them just to avoid getting into trouble.
Xiang Qiu's beard could see what the little girl was thinking at a glance, and said with a smile: "Don't feel sorry for me, I was going to leave."
Li Minghua asked: "Then why haven't you left yet?"
Xiang Qiu's beard was a little angry. This anger was not because of Li Minghua's question. He stroked his temples with his hand: "I met a madman! I just picked a flower from him. He chased me like a mad man, and I can't shake off the plaster."
Li Minghua didn't believe it: "That flower may be more than just a flower to people."
Xiang Qiubeard snorted: "No matter what kind of flower it is, if you can put it on my head, I will have no regrets."
Li Minghua was speechless: "So you met us accidentally because you were being hunted?"
Xiang Qiubearded clapped his hands and jumped down on the table: "I didn't mean to follow you, but it made me get rid of those people." He raised his chin, "I'm leaving. I'll kill the craftsmen and people here. Leave them alone."
Those who commit crimes are all guilty and begging for mercy. What you do next is your business."
Li Minghua opened the door and watched the man walk out. He couldn't help but said, "Don't you like making contributions?"
Xiang Qiu beard turned back and smiled: "Who in the world doesn't like to make contributions?" He shook his head again and said to himself, "She doesn't like it."
Who is she or he? Li Minghua heard and was curious.
Xiang Qiubeard stopped talking to himself and answered her: "I want to make contributions, but my achievements are not here."
After saying that, he waved his hand and strode away.
Li Minghua did not try to stay. He would stay if he wanted to. He had the freedom to stay or not. He walked out and watched the man come and go like the wind.
Xiang Qiubearded walked out of the side courtyard, pulled up his uniform and lowered his hat. Just as he lowered his head, he ran in like a soldier and almost bumped into him.
Xiang Qiubeard took a wrong step and turned around to avoid it, and shouted to curse...
"Good news, good news." The soldier shouted, waving the emergency report in his hand, "Mrs. Chu has surrounded Majiang. Majiang is trapped in Yangzhou City, and the thieves on Huainan Road have fled."
That was really good news. Xiang Qiubeard stopped cursing and smiled, pulled off the tender tip of a green branch from a nearby tree, stuck it in his temples and walked out of the county office through the corner gate.
The messenger shouted the good news all the way, and everyone in the street knew the good news, and the people gathered together to discuss it.
Xiang Qiubeard was about to walk to the opposite side, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw two men walking in the crowd, looking left and right. He cursed, folded his arms and shrank his shoulders, and shouted good news. The good news seemed to be passing by in a hurry.
The soldier ran away along the street.
People on the street thought it was Zaoli and didn't pay attention, but soon the two men pushed through the crowd and gave chase.
When the news spread in Jiangnan Road, Li Min also knew it. It should be said that he knew it earlier. After all, Yuanji's letter was written more than ten days ago, although he only received it now.
"At that time, Ma Jiang was already defeated." Xin Sui read what Yuan Ji wrote in the letter and praised happily, "These are soldiers and horses raised by the eldest lady. They have such strong combat capabilities. They really deserve to be the eldest lady."
." He sighed again, "Master Yuan is still very sad that Xiang Yun has become like this..."
Li Min waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk about these, just talk about the key points."
The key point? Read the letter personally: "...The eldest lady said that it doesn't matter if Xiang Yun doesn't cooperate with us, we are not on the same path to begin with... She has already explained it to Mingyu, and there is Han Xu
You can leave it to Jiangnan Road..."
Li Min snatched the letter and said, "It's the most important thing."
His eyes quickly swept over the letters, and he flipped through two more pages in succession.
"What are you looking for?" I followed and looked.
Li Min's eyes fell on the last line, and he dropped the letter with a groan and slapped the table hard: "I'm not alive anymore!"
Why is he so good and not alive anymore? I picked up the letter in confusion and read the end, and saw that Yuanji wrote: "...Uncle? You don't look old, you are very young compared to me..."
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A gust of hot wind blew through, stirring up sand and soil on the supposedly moist land in the south of the Yangtze River.
The grass and trees on the trees and ground in the wilderness were cut down or burned to death, everything was scorched yellow, and the wind blew the sand and soil and roared towards them in droves.
An umbrella was pressed down steadily, like a big black cloud, separating the wind and sand. After a moment, it was lifted steadily, leaving only the breeze blowing and rolling up the veil and robe.
Li Minglou was wrapped in a white fine gauze robe, covering his whole body from head to head. There were gold and silver threads on the gauze robe, which looked like clouds in the sky in the sunlight.
The eyes exposed behind the white gauze looked through the wilderness into the distance, where it seemed that a city was rising out of the ground.
"Ma Jiang drove the civilians to dig countless trenches around the city." Standing behind Li Minglou, Zhongwu pointed and said, "This is just the first line of defense."
Li Minglou turned around again, and there seemed to be a city not far behind.
"Our camp has been completed." Zhongwu said, "Food, grass and baggage are also arriving one after another."
Li Minglou withdrew his gaze. This would be a difficult and time-consuming offensive and defensive battle.
"The state city is high, thick and dense, with rich supplies and nearly ten thousand soldiers and horses." Zhongwu introduced the military information he had inquired about, "General Zhou in Yizhou has also set up camp. We will first use the tactic of surrounding three sides and attacking one side."
This seems to have low attack power, but it will increase the pressure on the rebels. They want to fight with all their strength, but they are also worried about ambushes on the other three sides, making the army uneasy and uneasy...
The sound of fighting came from the front, and the first battle had already begun, but soon soldiers and horses came galloping over.
He dismounted his horse and bowed on one knee: "Madam, that horse thief used three thousand people as the vanguard..."
Zhongwu's expression changed slightly. That was not a striker, but a human shield formation. He couldn't help but look at Li Minglou.
Li Minglou's face was covered by a white gauze, so her expression could not be seen, and her eyes were as calm as ever.
"Bag." She said.
Bao Jinyin just heard the name and pulled the horse next to him. After Li Minglou got on the horse, he was already on the horse too.
"Madam, are you going to the front line?" Zhongwu shouted, "Too..."
How can danger stop her? From the beginning to now, how has it not been dangerous? Before he could finish his words, Li Minglou had already galloped forward on horseback, with gold and silver beside him and an umbrella held by both men and horses in sync.
Zhongwu no longer hesitated to mount his horse and led his soldiers to follow.
Looking from a distance, a group of people were pouring in. It was roughly estimated that there were thousands of people.
These people were both men and women, old and young. They had no armor, and held crude weapons or bare hands. They had no neat steps or threatening shouts. They were staggering and crying.
"kill!"
"Come on!"
The sound of fighting came from behind these people, and beyond them one could see soldiers on horseback and on foot forming a formation, moving closely behind the wall of flesh, with the swords, guns, and crossbows in their hands shining with cold light.
The soldiers and horses of Huainan Road have already set up a charging formation, like eagles spreading their wings, like sharp arrows ready to fire. This time, the five thousand troops deployed in the forward line are all elites. The cavalry is in front, the crossbowmen are in the back, and the spearmen are on both sides.
With the order, the trenches can be filled with the corpses of the rebels.
But at this moment, the attack horn never sounded. The war horses stamped their hooves impatiently, spurting out streams of hot air, and streaks of sweat flowed from the faces of the soldiers on horseback...
This sweat came from the enemy troops in front, but it was not from the shouts of charging to kill, but from the cry mixed with the shouts of killing.
"Help!"
"Mrs. Chu, save us!"
"I don't want to die, save me, save me." Fupin Chinese