The night was like a curtain, and darkness shrouded the entire Liujiabao.

After arranging for Liu Yanbei to go to Lin'an Longcheng to sell bottles, Liu Feng received news from Wuze that the people of the yellow fan disappeared after wreaking havoc at the foot of Xianghe Mountain like locusts. Whether it is the poor hundreds, or those rich families hiding in the courtyards of deep houses, they have all suffered.

In the conference hall, Liu Feng's expression was dark, and he was looking at the map in front of him in a daze, this is the recent day, Wu Ze took his wind wolf to ride all over the entire Xianghe Mountain, Bayar Liu Hu Wuze, Liu Yanbo and others, just entered the door and saw Liu Feng's appearance, standing solemnly one by one. The silence in the study was suffocating, except for the sizzling of the twists of the lamp.

Under the rules deliberately established by Liu Feng, these originally lazy and free burghers have undergone an unprecedented transformation, and the simplicity in the corners of their eyes is disappearing, and they have a hint of the taste of iron-blooded soldiers.

Looking at the map, Liu Feng's brows gradually furrowed, where is the bandit of the yellow fan now? And what worries Liu Feng the most is why the Yu family in Cizhou has been standing still? If he leads his troops to clean up the thieves of the yellow fan, there should be no problem, but if the Yu family takes the opportunity to attack the fort, he is afraid that he will suffer heavy losses, and in the near future, the sentry cavalry of the Later Han Zhaoyi Army has been found one after another, and the Hou Han army with an unknown attitude also makes him have to guard against it.

From Xianghe Mountain all the way west to Shangdang, this side is controlled by the Zhaoyi Army of Meng Fangli of the Luzhou Festival of the Later Han Dynasty, Meng Fangli is harsh, the emperor has no grace, his Zhaoyi Army is even more famous, Cizhou has not been less plundered by his Zhaoyi Army, the appearance of Xiangheshan bandits, I am afraid that there is also a shadow of him.

The news of the great loss of the strength of the bandits must have reached Meng Fangli's ears now, Meng Fangli can fight well, the old traitor is slippery, they can't sit back and watch these bandits be exterminated by Liu Feng, they will definitely find a way to stop themselves, what will the Zhaoyi Army do? Is it to wait for the net, or to kill the fort? Liu Feng doesn't know.

Although Liu Feng wanted to stand on his own, he didn't dare to confront the entire Later Han Dynasty with just more than 1,000 forts, which undoubtedly killed himself with the mantis arm.

……

The yellow fan rings in the old nest of Heshan.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

In the candlelit room, a piercing cough suddenly sounded, as if he was going to lose his breath in the next moment, Huang Fan walked into the camp tent with a sad face, only to see Zeng Zhi's face pale, sitting up from the bed, covering his mouth with his hands, hunched his waist, and looking like he was about to die.

Seeing Zeng Zhi's sick appearance, Huang Fan shook his head, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and the original feeling of complaining was slightly reduced at the moment. Zeng Zhi was shot by an arrow in Liujiabao that day and injured his lungs, and after being rescued, he became what he is now.

"Ahem......"

Zeng Zhi coughed hoarsely twice, finally stopped coughing, slowly moved the silk handkerchief covering his mouth tightly, and under the flickering candlelight, he saw a dark red puddle on the silk handkerchief, Zeng Zhi's eyes dimmed in an instant, quietly put away the silk handkerchief, beckoned to the yellow fan, made a gesture of please, and said weakly: "Big boss, you came just in time, I was looking for you." ”

Huang Fanzi looked concerned and persuaded: "Sir, you should have a good rest, and don't bother about the cottage for the time being." ”

Zeng Zhi waved his hand, his pale face showed a hint of solemnity, and said softly: "Big boss, according to you, where do we go next?" Do you continue to stay in this cottage and deal with Liu Feng, or go to the Zhaoyi Army to take refuge as I said, or unite with the old fox in Cizhou City to fight Liujiabao again? ”

Huang Fan sighed: "Sir, that Liu Feng boy, as a thorn in my eye, can not be abolished, recently his Rong riders, all over the Xianghe Mountain looking for us, Liu Jiabao is not removed, the thief is not removed, I am afraid that there will be no peace." ”

Zeng Zhi sighed and said: "I am a dying person, I have some words to tell the big boss, the green mountains left behind, I am not afraid of no material to burn, Liu Feng is as cunning as a fox and bloodthirsty and ruthless, you might as well go to the Zhaoyi Army first and then do your thoughts." ”

Huang Fanzi pondered for a moment, and said in a condensed voice: "Don't worry, I have my own plans, in this Xianghe Mountain, Liu Feng's thief can't help me." ”

Zeng Zhi nodded slightly, and said: "Since the big boss has already taken care of it, I don't need to persuade it anymore, this is a tip I have prepared for the big boss, and it may be of some use in a critical moment." ”

……

In the council chamber of Liujiabao.

"Bayar, you fought on the grassland, tell me, what is the condition of this yellow fan now?" Liu Feng didn't have a clue for a while, and asked Bayar, the only experienced person, Bayar pondered for a moment, and said in a condensed voice: "My subordinates think that the yellow fan will still refuse to defend at the lair, waiting for us to attack." ”

Liu Feng coughed lightly twice and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Bayar said: "Xianghe Mountain to the north is us, recently the wind wolf riding of Liwuze, the investigation is tight, there is no trace of the yellow fan going north, to the west is the Zhaoyi Army, when there are many others, there may still be some weight in the Zhaoyi Army, but now he wants to defect to the Zhaoyi Army, I am afraid that it will not be taken too seriously." ”

"To the south, it is the territory of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and with his thousands of people, he will definitely not dare to offend. In addition, there are only two ways to the east and guarding the mountain, to the east is the sea, those fishermen and salt people live a hard life, they make a living by plundering, and when they go to the sea, they are in a desperate situation. So his subordinates concluded that he would refuse to stay in the nest. ”

Liu Feng's eyes showed a clear expression, and his originally chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear after Bayar's analysis. Integrating Xiangheshan is an inevitable thing, in this troubled world, he must have his own base, not to mention that Huang Fan is the enemy who killed his father, as Huang Fan expected Liu Feng would not let him go.

And what kind of fighting, but it is worth scrutinizing, not only to destroy the yellow fan, but also to occupy Xianghe Mountain, and not to directly confront the Zhaoyi army, in addition to guarding against the Yu family behind him, Liu Feng was also under a lot of pressure for a while, he wanted to except for the beheading action in later generations, I am afraid that there is no too good way for a while.

Liu Feng's eyes stared at the map in front of him, and he said softly: "Elect all the first-grade forts for me, and I will give the yellow fan a straight smash to the yellow dragon." ”

Bayar's expression moved, and he said in a condensed voice: "Do you want to take someone to touch his nest?" ”

Liu Feng nodded lightly and sighed: "This is also a last resort, we can't take all the forts out, and we can't watch the villagers being looted and ignore them, and if we all go out of the fort, it is difficult to guarantee that the Zhaoyi army will not come to sack Liujiabao." ”

Bayar said: "I wouldn't have thought that the yellow fan would dare to touch the mountain." That's a good idea, but this time, I'm going to go with you. ”

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