Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 729: Just kill
Summer night, when there is no wind, it is like a sweaty medicine, which makes people drowsy, fatigued, and stuffy.
Yang Fan was lying on a mat, and when he fell asleep, he suddenly felt a shortness of breath. He opened his eyes and saw that the sky was still not bright. With some dry mouth, he sat up dimly, and touched the homemade wooden crutches, put it under his right arm, and walked to the table in the dark, grabbed the kettle and poured a sigh of relief, then went to the toilet at the end of the bed Go.
The crutches paused on the floor and made a "dump" sound. A silhouette appeared in the window immediately, and the probe looked inside. Through the faint moonlight, I saw that Yang Fan was rising at night, and then I turned my head back.
Yang Fan has lived in this town for three days, and he is also surprised that the Khitan people stay here suddenly. The surrounding cities are dense and are all Imperial Court sites. If the Khitan people want to choose a stronghold, this is by no means a good choice. The best choice should be Lu Long.
Fei Mo has been complaining to him for the first two days, and I do n’t understand why the army is stationed here. However, after He Axiao came here yesterday morning, Fe Mo did n’t have any complaints, and He A Xiao followed What he said.
After the convenience of Yang Fan, he suddenly fell asleep and took a cane and moved to the window step by step. The samurai patrolling outside the window walked like a ghost at midnight. The moonlight reflected on the knife in their hands, reflecting The cold light makes people feel a cool feeling when they see it.
The moon in the sky is only half a round, the mist is light, not bright. Yang Fan sighed softly, involuntarily remembering his wife and his children. Staring at the half-round moon that Bo Yun lightly concealed, Yang Fan thought: "It would be good if the Khitan people stayed here all the time. It's easy to get out of sleep when my leg injury is better. Once I return to the mountains, I think It's hard to escape. "
The third mansion enters the courtyard and sits in a row of boxes next to the east wall. There was no lighting in the dark, but one of the rooms had two silhouette sneaking together. One of them was Liang Shuang, and the other was the agent he sent to Zhuozhou News, his name was Zhang Shuhao.
Liang Shuang lowered her voice and asked, "What did your son tell me?"
Zhang Shuhao said: "The son said that the opportunity is rare, so he must be killed here."
Liang Shuang frowned and said, "I tried my best to just stop the Qidan people from embarrassing us, but we are not their people after all. Yang Fan is not fake on our site now. But he is not Alone, how could we kill him? "
Zhang Shuhao said: "The son has issued a death order. Once he is allowed to escape, there will be no chance. The son said, no matter it is poisoning, assassination, assassination. Anyway, all means are successful. If necessary, this The manor can also give up, set off a fire to cause chaos, and start to kill his life in chaos, as long as this can be done, the son will not hesitate to reward! "
Liang Shuang carefully calculated for a while. Nodded and said: "Well, you take a rest first, I will audit the audit and see if there is a chance to start!"
Zhang Shuhao said: "I haven't shown my face here in the past two days. Suddenly a new face appears, won't they arouse their suspicion?"
Liang Shuang sneered: "Relax, all of us are locked in this cross-yard. Those Khitan soldiers have never seen us before. We have not counted the number of us, who remembers who you are."
Zhang Shuhao was relieved. Quietly escaped by the night.
Liang Shuang looked at the hazy moon in the sky and sighed long.
The Lu's Manor in this town is the largest. The Qidan general named Fe Mo moved here naturally, and Yang Fan also came in. However, although it is close at hand, it is not easy to kill him. The Khitan soldiers who prevent the escape of Yang Fan are also his best protection. The order of the young son wants to be implemented, it is difficult ...
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In Zhuolu City, the mansion where Li Jinzhong is located.
Li Jinzhong struggled for another three days, but finally did not hold on. When he changed three days, he swallowed his last breath.
The generals under his leadership led the warriors of this race to stay on the periphery. They have occupied Zhuolu for many days. It is okay for the Imperial Court soldiers and horses, so they are not standing beside him at this time. When he swallowed, There is no one else around, only one Sun Wanrong.
The smell of medicine and the smell of the rotting parts of Li Jinzhong's body were still in the room. Mosquitoes flew tirelessly in the misty night, and Suir would attack Sun Wanrong, who was sitting on the couch like a dead man. , Sun Wanrong was in a trance, unaware.
After a long time, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a deep voice: "Come here!"
The door opened, and outside quickly entered a few personal soldiers.
As a nomadic people, each of their adult men is a warrior. The chief of the tribe does not have a special guard every day. The shepherd who called the tribe during the war is his army, and the most trusted soldiers are from the tribe and the tribe The families whose leaders are most closely related.
The soldiers stationed in this mansion are the absolute confidants of Li Jingzhong and Sun Wanrong. The soldiers' faces were heavy, and some people still had tears on their faces, but none of them cried out in front of Sun Wanrong, but listened to his orders quietly.
Sun Wanrong commanded in a hoarse voice: "Gather all the medicinal materials together with Khan ’s body, do n’t use the coffin, the news of Khan ’s death, you must not go out!"
"Yes!"
Sun Wanrong's eyes flashed sharply, and said: "When we withdraw from Zhuolu City, we will burn this house, and all the bodies of the executed doctors will be thrown into it, and no one can tell them to recognize them. Identity! "
"Yes!"
Sun Wanrong ’s voice is still hoarse, but with a few words, the voice of Jin Ge faintly emerged: "To the generals of the army: order tomorrow, mobilize all mules, vehicles, all collected by all ministries Grain, rice, bagging, bagging trucks, early in the morning, the army will advance and return to the mountains! "
The first two commands, he said to these soldiers, but the third command, to the generals. When he said this, his old and haggard face revealed a sharp knife-like determination and a strange excitement.
These Khitan tribes, either because of Li Jinzhong, or because of him, or both of them, resolutely joined the war. Now that Li Jinzhong is gone, he must shoulder all the responsibilities!
From the first day they raised their flags to rebel, he knew he had to fight against the huge Imperial Court like a giant beast, and his future would be full of thorns. But at that time, Li Jinzhong was Khan, and he was assisted by the side. The pressure was never as heavy as it is today.
Today, he has to bear all this. This is a responsibility and a motivation. An unprecedented vigorous fighting spirit surged in Sun Wanrong's heart! He is going to fight a victory and a big victory, so that Li Jingzhong ’s heroes who have not gone far away can be assured, and all the people can be assured: Sun Wanrong can take everyone and continue to go on!
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At noon the next day, Fei Mo suddenly received a military order, and he immediately ordered people to call Liang Shuang.
Liang Shuang's various requirements for the Qidan people have been met as far as possible. Fei Mo saw that he was obedient, but it was not too difficult for him. To be better to him is to set an example for other gentry, and those gentry will try their best to meet their requirements. The folk customs in the north are tough, and most people have martial arts skills. If they are too mean and even threaten their lives, if these villagers fight hard to resist, although they can be suppressed, they must be damaged after all.
Liang Shuang met Fei Mo, pretending to be a Wei Nuo Nuo, nodded and said: "General, are you looking for me?"
Fei Mo leaned on the kang with his butt, and said with a rough voice: "Well! We are about to leave. You gather the mules and vehicles here, bag the grain, and then move it to the car. Go up, tie it up with rope, and cover it with linoleum, otherwise it will be completely destroyed if it rains halfway! "
Liang Shuang was taken aback and lost her voice: "What, you guys are leaving now?"
Fei Mo said to him: "Why? I need your permission if I want to leave?"
Liang Shuang hurriedly said: "No, no, no, it means ... so much food, I'm afraid it's too late to load all the cars!"
Fei Mo said: "Oh! Then you will pick up the lights and fight at night. We will leave early in the morning. You should do it now. You must put everything in oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. This general is not difficult for you, otherwise, not only copy your home, but also take your life together! "
Liang Shuang heard that they were leaving tomorrow and felt a little relieved, and quickly agreed to come down.
Fei Mo said again: "Also, you have to prepare a light car separately with two layers of mattresses, which the general will use."
Liang Shuang's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly agreed to come down, and then greeted the guys who were arrested in the cross courtyard. Loading.
In the grain cellar, Liang Shuang and Zhang Shuhao stood on a mountain of rice piles, whispering while loading grain with a wooden shovel.
Zhang Shuhao propped up Mi Pouch ~ IndoMTL.com ~ whispered: "Ming'er left early in the morning, what should I do with my son? Can you think of a way to poison him?"
Liang Shuang shoveled a shovel of food sharply, and quickly glanced at the Qidan soldiers standing with a knife at the door of the granary. Poisoning ... Where does the poison come from? There is a pharmacy in this town. When they came, they took away all the drugs from the pharmacy, even arsenic, and said that they would be used to quench the poison on the arrow cluster. "
Zhang Shuhao said angrily: "So what do you do, you know the temper of the son, the son hates Yang Fan into the bone, if we watch Yang Fan leave ..."
Liang Shuang went down a shovel and suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly shoveled a few shovel, filled the rice bag, then grabbed the wooden shovel, stepped forward to help Zhang Shuhao to tie the bag, and took the opportunity to say a few words to him What, Zhang Shuhao's face suddenly flashed with joy, he nodded calmly, and then he took a bag of freshly packed food out of the grain cellar.
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