Jingxi Road, Juye County, south of Liangshan and Yuncheng, Juyeze is five miles north of the county, three hundred miles from north to south, and more than 100 miles from east to west, also known as Shuibo Liangshan.

Jinshan is located in the southeast of Juye County more than 40 miles, because of the stone to get gold, so it is called Jinshan. Jinshan is two miles long from north to south, one and a half miles wide from east to west, and its height is less than two hundred meters.

The golden mountain is densely wooded, the road is back, the temple is saga, and the spring is trickling. During the Taiping period, it was a holy place for play, and in the current season of war and chaos, it has become a gathering place for people to flee.

Although the Loyal and Righteous Army sent troops to various parts of the Lianghe River to destroy the city and uproot the village, the sphere of influence only extended to the south of the Daimyo's Mansion and the north of the Wuzhang River.

On the southern slope of Jinshan, there is a hole that is warm in winter and cool in summer, so it is named Qingliang Cave, and here was the mausoleum of Liu He, the emperor of the Han Dynasty.

Liu He ascended the throne at the age of four as the second king of Changyi in the Western Han Dynasty, and at the age of 18, Liu Fuling, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty, died. Later, he received the emperor's seal, inherited the emperor's honorific title, and became the 9th emperor of the Western Han Dynasty.

Only 27 days after Liu He ascended the throne, he was deposed as a concubine and was known as the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Liu He returned to his hometown of Changyi, that is, Juye County. A few years later, Liu He went to Haihuang County, Yuzhang County to settle down, and died soon after.

Helpless through the ages, it is better to be born in the emperor's family. Becoming a king or losing a king can only make future generations sigh.

At night, when the heat had subsided, Li Bao had eaten, walked through the half-waist-high weeds, and followed a familiar path to the mausoleum.

It is said that it is a mausoleum, but in fact, it is just a large mound of soil with a height of three zhang and a radius of about ten zhang in the mountains. The people of Juye took pity on Liu He and was abolished by the powerful minister He Guang, and the retainer of Changyi was killed, gathered into a pile of soil, and sacrificed.

The tomb is surrounded by a wide space, a few tall pines and cypresses planted in front of the tomb in an unknown year are lush and green, the cemetery is surrounded by half-human-high weeds, only the cemetery is plucked clean, that is because the people who come to worship around can't look at it, and they eradicate it themselves.

The night was low, and the trees around the cemetery were so green that they were silent and terrible in the faint light of the fire.

Even in these difficult years when there were many disasters and lives, the people did not give up, and constantly came to worship, praying for God's blessing and obtaining a moment of comfort in their hearts.

Now, next to this large tomb, a new small tomb has been erected. The surrounding grass was also plucked clean, and a few green cypress trees were planted.

Li Baogong respectfully kowtowed a few times in front of the big tomb, and then kowtowed a few times in front of the new tomb, and lay down among the weeds on the slope next to the new tomb, pillow a piece of dead wood.

Li Bao's family is in Zhuangzi, five miles down the mountain, and when he was young, he and his playmates in Zhuangzi played on this Yuntai Mountain. The people of Hebei are fierce, and Li Bao and his brothers dream that one day they can be like the heroes in history, Jin Ge Iron Horse, kill the enemy and serve the country.

On weekdays, Li Bao and a group of fox friends and dog friends are rampant in the countryside, arrogant and untamed, and they know how to fight hard, dance with guns and sticks, and wander back and forth between hugging and fighting injustice and fierce chivalry.

Every time they got into trouble and were chased by the officials and had nowhere to escape, they fled to this Yuntai Mountain to avoid the disaster. This secluded place where the bones of heroes are buried is not only a paradise for a group of teenagers to take refuge, but also gives everyone the heroic feelings of "arsoning with the bones of heroes and not being ashamed of the heroes in the world".

When people are iron and rice are steel, when hunger is unbearable, the people under the mountain will sacrifice, and there will always be many more sacrifices. It goes without saying that it is to satisfy the hunger of these troubled rangers, after all, they are all ignorant and reckless children.

On that day, Li Bao and a few brothers who were upset and in trouble, estimated that the limelight had passed, and when they sneaked down the mountain, they were stunned by the scene on Zhuangzi.

For these children of good families who have been simple since childhood, although they are usually fierce and aggressive, beaten or beaten violently, with blue noses and swollen faces, white knives in and red knives out, but as they saw that day, they were horrible, cruel, and inhumane, and they were the first time in their lives.

Endless, unbridled killings, tragic deaths of babies and the elderly; billowing smoke, blood all over the ground; corpses of blurred flesh and blood in various states; The ferocious, brutal and tyrannical Jurchen Iron Horseman.

The sinister smile on Fanzi's face, the blood on the tip of the knife; The people fled in panic, flesh and blood were flying, blood was splashing; Iron Riders, Crazy Demons Dance......

A stout fanzi, just with a knife in his hand, cut off the arm of the Song man in front of him, and then backhanded, the head of the Song man flew out, rolled down the hillside, and landed in the clearing, impartial, facing the eyes of Li Bao and his party who were hiding in the grass.

Li Bao and the others could see it clearly, and that head was Master Li Hu, who usually taught his group of people martial arts in Zhuangli. Master Li Hu's eyes widened, looking directly at Li Bao and the others behind the hillside, his eyes seemed to be full of fear and anger.

When did Fanzi leave, Li Bao had no impression at all. At that time, several of them were completely frightened, incapacitated, and lost the courage to be proud of themselves.

Since then, Li Bao has become reticent. On weekdays, they hid in the mountains, wielding guns and sticks, and living on some surplus food hidden by the villagers who had survived the catastrophe in the surrounding villages.

As the Jin soldiers ravaged Hebei and Shandong, there were more and more refugees in the mountains, and there were both ordinary people and defeated soldiers, gradually forming a hodgepodge of about 1,000 people. And one of the routs of more than 200 people naturally became the leader of the group.

Although the defeated soldiers are domineering on weekdays, they still have a bottom line and have not done anything hurtful to the heavens and reason, so the mountain has always been peaceful.

When the summer crops were ripe, everyone risked the danger and went out day and night, grabbed some grain and came back, which can be regarded as solving the current problem of eating and drinking. Who knew that it was discovered by the soldiers of Juye County, and the defeated soldiers fought to the death and did not retreat, with heavy casualties, and finally escorted most of the people who grabbed food and retreated to the mountain.

The people retreated to the mountain and built this mound next to the tomb of the deposed emperor to worship the defeated soldiers who died in battle.

And after this battle, Li Bao became the leader of the remaining defeated soldiers and these young men because of his high skills and brave combat.

The sound of "banging" sounded, and several people walked through the grass, which were the surviving descendants of Lijiazhuang.

Several people kowtowed, came to Li Bao's side, and sat down with their butts.

Li Zhuang, who was tall and tiger-headed, shook his head and said: "Brother Bao, those brothers are dead, in case a few of us come to attack the mountain, with a few of us, we can't stop it at all, how can this be good?"

The short and stout Li Da glared and said: "The soldiers will come to block, and the water will come to the earth." It's a big deal, like a few days ago, to fight with Fanzi. ”

A few days ago, these people fought side by side with the defeated soldiers, although they died nine times in their lives, they also killed a few fans, and finally proved themselves on the battlefield, and they also got out of the evil breath that had been hidden in their chests for a long time.

Li Bao looked at the sky and pondered: "There are many people in Fanzi, and hard work is not the way." Early tomorrow morning, let's cut down some trees and tie them into wooden rows. Take the people to the Wuzhang River, go along the west of the Wuzhang River, and it will be safe after Kaide Mansion. Further north, it is the territory of the Loyal Army."

Thinking of the Loyal Army, Li Bao's voice rose. When the anti-Jin situation in the north was sluggish, Wang Song held high the banner of righteousness and broke the Jin army, so that the military and civilians in Lianghe and Shandong and other places were all inspired.

Li Da nodded and said, "Brother Bao is right. It is less than 30 miles to the Wuzhang River. Taking advantage of the rainy night, you will definitely be able to rush to the Wuzhang River before dawn. ”

The eldest Li Li also said: "It's better to fight than to stay here and die." Li Bao has a bright mind and good skills, we all listen to you. ”

Everyone wanted to break through, but they didn't plan to go to the nearest Tokyo City, but to go to Hebei to find the loyal army.

Li Bao said in a deep voice: "Wang Xianggong of the Loyal and Righteous Army is a great hero who resists gold, and thousands of fans have died in his hands. Let's take refuge in him, the villagers' great revenge can be avenged, and our brothers also have a head. ”

The crowd applauded. Everyone knows that now that the weather is hot, the Jin people will not go up the mountain. But when the weather cools down in the fall, things are very different.

As night fell, the rain poured down, and a large group of poor people were trudging down muddy country roads towards the Wuzhang River to the east.

In the fields, you can see the swollen white corpses all the time. The burned villages along the way, washed by the heavy rain, are particularly bleak and desolate, and the night is like haunted houses.

"Folks, work hard, wait for the boat, everyone will be safe!"

Li Bao and a few brothers carried the wooden rafts and shouted loudly in the torrential rain, for fear that someone would get lost in the night.

Lack of food and clothing, among these seven or eight hundred people, there are many sick people, and they are rushing under the rainstorm at night, and they don't know if they can survive it.

"Brother Bao, no, Brother Li Kai is leaving!"

Hearing the report of the brothers, Li Bao's heart sank.

Li Kai is a good man in the village, older than all of them. On weekdays, they got into trouble, and most of them were wiped by Li Kai for them. Unexpectedly, before the team went out, Li Kai had already died of illness.

The rain poured down, and the rain hit Li Kai's face, but he didn't open his eyes again.

Li Bao raised his head and wiped the rain and tears from his face, his face was extremely ugly.

In this troubled world, human life is like a weed in the mountains, and you can only rely on your own strength to live. The knife is cut and burned, and there is only the share of dry suffering.

On a rainy day, the golden soldiers will not come out. But when it comes to the river, this wooden raft can't withstand the wind and waves. At that time, we will have to resign ourselves to fate.

After getting off the dilapidated and muddy ferry, they came to the shore and saw the surging and tumbling waves in the heavy rain, and everyone's eyes widened.

The torrential rain was like a note, and the heavens and the earth dissolved in a white smoke. The usually shallow Wuzhang River is choppy, and the rolling white waves go north.

The wooden raft is useless. Such a rapid current, again at night, when it reaches the river, I am afraid that it will soon be swallowed up by waves and whirlpools.

"Brother Bao, there is a big boat at the ferry port of Juye County twenty miles to the west. However, it is guarded by soldiers, and it is not easy to get it. If you want me to see, we might as well go back and wait for the weather to get better!"

"When the weather is good, the defense of the soldiers will be strengthened. Staying here is a dead end. ”

Li Bao shook his head. If you stay in the mountains for one more day, you don't know how many people will starve to death, and you will be in even more trouble in the future.

"You take the villagers to wait here, I will take Qingzhuang to go, and take advantage of the darkness to kill the soldiers of the ferry in Juye County, otherwise everyone will have no way to live!"

Several people around were taken aback, there were thousands of people in the camp of the Golden Soldiers and Sailors in Juye County, and if they went to attack the camp, I am afraid that there would be no return.

However, Li Bao must have a reason when he says this.

Looking at the surging river, the men who were soaked in the heavy rain instantly reached an agreement.

"Brother Bao, everyone listens to you, you have the final say."

Li Bao nodded. As long as everyone is united, there will be more hope for this ship to snatch.

"It's not that you have to attack the camp of the soldiers, and you have to fight with the soldiers."

Li Bao said loudly: "Just be careful, you can get the big boat at the ferry."

"Everything is up to Li Bao!"

Chen Li shouted loudly in the rain. Life and death are also this trembling thing.

Hearing that there was no need to engage with the soldiers, everyone mustered up a little courage. It doesn't matter if you die, after all, there are still these six or seven hundred folks.