Chapter 224: Arson

Liu Shaoyang saw that the people in the army array were shaking their swords and guns like waves, and the dragon flag in the distance was waving with golden feathers, thinking that the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen had come here to order the battle. At this time, the reciprocating dispatch of the official army was not completed, Liu Shaoyang was dressed in the Ming army costume and rushed forward, and the army only took him as an order, but no one noticed it.

Suddenly, where the army was shouting and shouting, mules and horses led dozens of prisoner carts to press the rear army. Liu Shaoyang couldn't help but look at it, and couldn't help but feel angry. It turned out that the prisoners who were tied up and pressed as prisoners in the prisoner car, and they were clearly dressed as hundreds of tenant farmers who were originally in the terraced fields under the Zhuangqian Ridge. Although he was angry when he saw that the officers and soldiers were innocent, he had to give up because he was alone and could not save him.

After a while, Liu Shaoyang passed through the army and came to the front, seeing that the Ming army had connected Wugang's car end to end and blocked the mountain road, forming several car formation barriers. The shield-bearers and crossbowmen stood by in their armor and stood by in unison. On the side, there were hundreds of military academy soldiers shirtless, carrying firewood, grass, stone paint, and other things, and they obviously had the intention of setting fire to the mountain.

While he was horrified in his heart at this time, he still had a little luck, and asked a halberd guard on duty beside him. The school guard looked at him a few times, and said with a smug face: "You are so lazy and slippery, haven't you listened to the orders issued by the right people? His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun cherished the lives of the soldiers, saying that the Zhuangzi on the mountain has been run by thieves for many years, and there are hidden strongholds and dangerous places. Therefore, we must lock up these stubborn bandits on the mountain, burn the nest on it to ashes first, and then let the brothers go up the mountain to collect the corpses and receive the merits!"

Liu Shaoyang had no doubts in his heart when he heard this, his fists clenched his steel teeth and bit secretly, and in an instant, his qi ran through his whole body and rushed forward for several feet. It was like a flying peng jumping up, and with only one rise and fall, it jumped over the battle formation formed by the Wugang car in front.

A group of Ming troops on the left were unexpected, and someone rushed to the mountain, and before they came back to their senses, they saw a phantom shadow flickering, and they disappeared when they landed.

Liu Shaoyang climbed up the mountain road, seeing that the patrol posts in the past were empty. In this way, there was no obstacle along the way, and it took half an hour to reach the outside of the villa.

He didn't know if Fang Tianlu and the others had escaped, he was uneasy and anxious in his heart, and he didn't care about entering through the main gate, so he immediately jumped up from the courtyard wall that was a few feet high.

I don't want to be in mid-air and haven't landed yet, and the two ribs have already hit with a golden blade. Liu Shaoyang didn't have time to look and listen to the incoming weapon, turned over and twisted out of the hand, and the swords and guns that came left and right were all empty. At the same time, someone shouted: "My own brother, don't do it!" Liu Shaoyang stood still and raised his eyes, it turned out that it was Lu Boyuan, the housekeeper of Lushou Villa, who spoke. And the rest have more than a dozen men, all of whom are Ding pawns in the village.

When these people saw Liu Shaoyang, they all clasped their fists and saluted to confess. Liu Shaoyang waved his hand and asked worriedly: "Steward Lu, the officials and troops under the mountain have already surrounded this place layer upon layer, and they are about to set fire to the mountain." Now that the situation is extremely critical, where is the old man's house now?"

Lu Boyuan's expression was full, and he said, "Since Lord Fang came back from the main helm on the same day, he expected that there would be today's disaster. He sent the families of the brothers, the old and the weak, to the bottom of the mountain a few days ago. The brothers in the village who did not want to stay when they saw the disaster coming, the lord also followed them and went their own way. It's just that his old man has worked hard for half his life to build this Lushou Villa, and now he thinks that he is sad in his heart, and he is still in the dark room of the Daozang Pavilion at this moment and refuses to leave!"

Liu Shaoyang couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he heard this, and he didn't care about what to say and hurriedly ran to the Daozang Pavilion. He turned around and came to the outside of the Tibetan Pavilion, only to see that the door of the Blue Tile Pavilion was empty, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was sitting in front of the steps and was depressed. Hearing this, he raised his head, saw Liu Shaoyang's face overjoyed, and got up and shouted: "Brother Shaoyang, seeing that the officers and troops outside are gathering more and more, the master only let us retreat from the secret passage into Hongze Lake to avoid trouble, but he said nothing and refused to leave. Now that you have arrived just in time, you must persuade him to leave this place!"

This young man is the Taoist boy Xuanqing who was next to Fang Tianlu in the past, and now he is a little older and has become a Qing monk, and he is no longer dressed as a child.

Liu Shaoyang's heart sank even more when he heard him say this, and he and Xuan Qing rushed into the pavilion at the moment, and escaped from the open secret passage into the underground hall. But seeing that under the high candles of the oil lamp in the hall, Master Fang Tianlu was paralyzed on the chair and was dazed. Liu Shaoyang only felt that the old man had not seen Long Zhong for many days, and his pale face was even more obvious, and he was faintly dying.

He saw an inexplicable pain in his heart, and walked forward and said astringently: "Master, the Ming army outside is menacing, and it will set fire to the mountain in a blink of an eye." Now it's urgent to leave without further ado!"

Fang Tianlu came back to his senses from his astonishment, and when he saw that it was Liu Shaoyang coming, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "Yang'er, you are not in the helm with the group, what are you doing here at the risk of death......?" Isn't the helmsman lax and unprepared, and has been broken by the official army?"

Liu Shaoyang had tears in his eyes, and said bitterly: "Meng Shaoliang worked hard and leaked all our details to the Ming Court. The emperor's grandson, Zhu Yunwen, together with Geng Bingwen, the Marquis of Changxing, led a large group of soldiers and horses to besiege the general rudder last night. The nearly 1,000 brothers gathered in pity fought chaotically, and only a dozen people, including their nephews, broke out of the siege. Uncle and his old man also suffered misfortune and died at the hands of Jiang Zheng's thief!"

Fang Tianlu was stunned for a long time when he heard this, his expression was gloomy, and he smiled bitterly, "Even though the calamity that should have come has been expected, it has all come after all." Your uncle and my colleagues have known each other for many years, and I never imagined that this would be the end. Hey, now that the enemy is outside, you should leave quickly! The old man has been here for decades, and he will not go anywhere!" These words came slowly, full of desolation.

Liu Shaoyang knew that Fang Tianlu had seen that decades of hard work had been lost, and now that there was no hope of recovering the country, it was difficult to achieve his grand ambitions, and he already had the idea of dying in his heart.

He was in a hurry and was about to speak and persuade again, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and the butler Lu Boyuan hurriedly rushed into the hall, and said in a panic: "The Ming army poured countless firewood and grass on fire oil and lit it, and threw it on the mountain beam ridge with a stone machine. Right now, the fire outside is blazing, and the forests and bamboos are burning in pieces, but I am afraid that they will burn to the village soon!"

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