Zhang Bingzhong fled for dozens of miles without stopping, sweating profusely from his crotch mount, before finally getting rid of the pursuers.

But he ran away all the way, and the wound on his buttocks was so bloody that he chewed a lot of herbs and covered it for a long time, and finally stopped the bleeding.

A day later, he waited in the Taiyue Mountain area to the scattered subordinates who fled north in embarrassment, and at the same time waited for a bad news: his 30,000 soldiers and horses were defeated, Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao suddenly arrived, and the surname Qin attacked from three sides, his more than 1,000 old battalion men and horses died, the captured were captured, and his three righteous sons and several generals under him were all captured.

Zhang Bingzhong's face changed greatly, and after finally coming back to his senses, he stood on the top of a mountain and scolded at the south.

In his life, he will never die with the surname Qin!

In the next two days, he successively gathered many scattered subordinates in the area of Taiyue Mountain, just 1,000 people, but there were less than 100 people left in the old camp.

With an army of 30,000, that's all there is left.

After waiting for another day to confirm that there were no scattered subordinates nearby, Zhang Bingzhong took these 1,000 subordinates out of Taiyue Mountain, broke down a village in the dark in the Handian area, robbed more than 100 stones of grain, and then secretly passed through the gap between Lu'an Mansion and Zezhou, and returned to the Taihang Mountain area at the junction of Shanxi and Henan again.

He came back here for a man.

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Hui Dengxiang, one of the 32 battalions in Henan, fled back to Taihang Mountain after encountering Wang Pu's Beijing camp in the Wu'an area.

Then there was a way north along the Taihang Mountain, wanting to go to the area of Zhending Mansion to fight the autumn wind, but I didn't expect to meet a more ruthless one, Lu Xiangsheng Lu Yama King.

Hui Dengxiang joined forces with several rebels, was beaten by King Lu Yan, and fled back to Taihang Mountain, and immediately divided his troops with several other families, he went south to Liaozhou and Shexian according to the original road, and the other families went north to the direction of Wutai Mountain.

Sure enough, King Luyan chased north.

Hui Dengxiang fled to the junction of Shexian and Lu'an Mansion in one breath, and after relieving his breath, he took advantage of the opportunity of Cao Wenzhao, Zuo Liangyu, Wang Pu and others to go south, slipped to the area of Licheng, Lu'an Prefecture, robbed two small villages, and collected the fleeing rebels nearby, and also collected two small groups of rebels, and soon pulled up a team of more than 8,000 people.

With people and horses, the sky is high and the birds can fly.

On this day, Hui Dengxiang was on Tianping Mountain west of Lin County, muttering and discussing with a few of his subordinates whether to fight Lin County again, and his subordinates suddenly came to report: Zhang Bingzhong, the eighth king, is here, there are not many people, and he only brought 1,000 soldiers and horses.

Hui Dengxiang frowned at first, and soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he personally went down the mountain to greet him.

When he first entered Shanxi, he joined forces with the Eight Kings for a period of time, and then separated due to the issue of dividing the spoils.

Later, the eight kings became more and more powerful, and their strength was close to King Chuang, and not long ago I heard that there were already thirty or forty thousand horses.

But now, he only brought a thousand soldiers and horses to find him.

It seems that the Eight Kings have just suffered a defeat, and their men have been scattered by the officers and soldiers, and they have no soldiers and no food, so they are looking for their own help.

It just so happened that he was going to fight Lin County, and this guy came in time, so let him go to the top of the city wall.

Hui Dengxiang was thinking about it, and he saw Zhang Bingzhong standing at the foot of the mountain from a distance.

"Eight kings, but I finally remembered my brother."

Hui Dengxiang smiled with a smile on his face, stepped forward quickly, hugged Zhang Bingzhong's shoulder, and patted him hard.

Zhang Bingzhong didn't seem to be in a very good mood, and said in a low voice with an expressionless face: "I'll ask you to make a deal and go up the mountain to talk." ”

"Oh? Okay, it's been a long time since my brother has joined forces with the Eight Kings. ”

Hui Dengxiang patted Zhang Bingzhong's shoulder excitedly.

He didn't notice that a trace of disgust flashed on Zhang Bingzhong's face,

Seeing that Zhang Bingzhong only took four entourages up the mountain, Hui Dengxiang put his arm around Zhang Bingzhong's shoulders with a smile and walked all the way to the mountain.

Hui Deng lived in a dilapidated temple, and when he arrived at the door, Zhang Bingzhong took the initiative to leave the long knife at the door, and let two of the entourages guard outside the door, and only brought the remaining two entourages into the house.

These two people, one is named Zhang Hualong and the other is Zhang Guangcai, who are the newly recognized sons of Zhang Bingzhong selected from the capable descendants of the old camp.

Whitden saw that the other party had brought so few people, and he only brought two henchmen into the house, and he also did not bring weapons.

After talking nonsense for a while, after the wine and meat were served, Zhang Bingzhong asked with a straight face: "How many people do you have now?" ”

"Eight thousand two hundred, about thirty percent of women and children, and the rest are capable of killing people with knives."

"Hmm." 69 school bags

Zhang Bingzhong nodded and said coldly: "Give me your people." ”

"What?"

Wheaton paused for a moment.

"I said, give me your men."

Before the words fell, Zhang Bingzhong suddenly burst out, slipped a dagger from his sleeve, and pounced on Hui Dengxiang like a tiger out of the cage.

Hui Dengxiang didn't expect him to come to this hand, so he paused for a moment, and as soon as he came back to his senses, Zhang Bingzhong's dagger was inserted into his throat.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Hualong and Zhang Guangcai also fiercely rushed towards Hui Dengxiang's two attendants.

Soon, three bodies lay down in the room.

"Go and call the old camp men of Hui Dengxiang." Zhang Bingzhong said lightly, then picked up a leg of mutton, smeared it with some coarse salt, and took a big bite.

Zhang Hualong and Zhang Guangcai strode out of the door, only to see many Hui Dengxiang's men and horses around them rushing over with weapons after hearing the screams in the broken temple.

"The Eight Kings have something to tell you, who the hell dares to move?"

Zhang Hualong and the other four picked up the weapons placed next to the door and stopped them in front of the door with horizontal knives.

Hui Dengxiang's men did not dare to step forward, and only looked at each other on the same ground.

In the temple, Zhang Bingzhong walked out with a leg of mutton, stood at the door, and looked around at the Liukou.

"From today on, my eight kings will take you to eat and drink spicy food, follow me, and ensure that you enjoy endless glory and wealth."

As he spoke, Zhang Bingzhong threw the bloody dagger in his hand on the ground, took the dagger as the boundary, pointed to the left and said: "Those who are willing to follow me will stand here, and those who are not willing to follow me will stand over there." ”

The person who was standing on the left side of the dagger suddenly panicked, and looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"You killed our Hui Ye?" Finally, someone couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, my eight kings hate others to pat me on the shoulder the most in my life, and Hui Dengxiang's short-sighted slap has a total of thirteen times, and I can count them clearly."

"You ......"

"Kill it, kill it, what are you going to do?"

"We want to avenge Hui Ye!"

"Okay, then come on, I want to see, there are a few who are not afraid of death."

Zhang Bingzhong threw the sheep bone in his hand on the ground, then took the long knife from Zhang Hualong's hand, slanted his long and narrow eyes, and looked around coldly.

The man who threatened to take revenge just now wanted to kill him, but when he saw that the person next to him didn't move, he hesitated for a while and didn't have the courage to do so.

Others swallowed their throats and looked at each other, and no one dared to go up.

Most of the people present know what kind of character Zhang Bingzhong is, in the fourth year of Chongzhen, when Hui Dengxiang crossed the Yellow River into Shanxi with them, he joined forces with Zhang Bingzhong, and grabbed all the way from Pingyang Mansion to Shouyang in eastern Shanxi.

Those old bandits who have experienced the past know that Zhang Bingzhong is a rare ruthless person in the world, and they also know Zhang Bingzhong's ability.

None of them dared to move, and the other newcomers did not dare to move.

Zhang Bingzhong waved his hand impatiently: "Hurry up, if you are willing to stand with me here, if you don't want to stand there, 1510 o'clock is a good head, I am still waiting to take you to do a big deal." ”

The people around looked at each other again, the person standing on the left side of the dagger did not move, the one on the right began to move slowly to the left, and then someone strode to the left.

"I'll sell my life to the Eight Kings."

"Eight kings, I am willing to follow you, let me do anything."

Almost all of them flocked to the left.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, from now on, the big guys will be their own brothers."

Zhang Bingzhong cracked his mouth and laughed a few times, and then whispered to Zhang Hualong next to him: "Let the brothers all go up the mountain and slaughter those who shouted just now to take revenge, and leave no one behind." ”

"Yes."