Chen Shuncai fought for a long time, but decided to flee.

The reason for his decision was none other than his experience over the years.

He wasn't going to go on like this.

And to escape nature, all possibilities must be taken into account.

The most important thing is the route.

At present, the north except Shandong is under the control of the Qing army. If Chen Shuncai wants to escape, the best way is to flee directly from Beizhili into Shandong.

After making the decision, he no longer hesitated, dug up all the silver buried in the ground, and wrapped it in a package.

His wife had just passed away two months ago, so he was now free of concern.

As long as he can escape on his own, he will be successful.

The stakes are so high that Chen Shuncai doesn't plan to mention it to anyone, including Huzi.

The hardships of life have taught Chen Shuncai many things, the most important of which is not to trust anyone easily.

Even if this person is your closest friend or family, you can't trust it. Maybe they'll stab you when you're not looking.

Chen Shuncai only believes in himself.

The route has been planned, the package has been packed, and it is not over. Chen Shuncai must also plan the timing of his escape.

There hasn't been any major fighting in the north lately. However, the barracks still practiced every few days.

Chen Shuncai chose to flee on the night of the latest day's practice.

The military camp of the Han military banner is outside the city, but Chen Shuncai's house is in the city. There is no contradiction between the two, because some flag soldiers spend most of their time in the city except for drills and training.

The same goes for Chen Shuncai.

However, he also had an allotment in the barracks.

Chen Shuncai decided to spend the night in the barracks under the pretext of finishing the training, so as to solve the problem of not being able to leave the city after dark.

Of course, Chen Soon-jae would not spend the night in the barracks at all, but would immediately ride out of Gyeonggi.

Although Chen Shuncai's mount is not a sweaty horse, it has excellent foot strength and is very suitable for long walks.

Whether Chen Shuncai can successfully escape to Shandong depends on it, because Chen Shuncai fed the livestock good forage the night before.

The horse has no night grass and no fertilizer, so you must let the mount eat well before leaving.

Although careful planning had been carried out, Chen Shuncai was still very nervous on the day of his escape.

After all, the Qing court had a strict law on escapes, and if a deserter was caught, his life would be worse than death.

This escape will only succeed and will not fail.

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The trees on the side of the road have long since died. Many of the barks were stripped off by the hungry victims.

Chen Shuncai raised his eyes and looked around, only to feel very depressed.

"Hey, I don't know how long it will take to get to Shandong."

It was the fifth day of his escape, and although he had been on the road, he was still very worried.

He was afraid that Qizhong would send someone to chase him back, so he only dared to take the small road and did not take the official road.

Fortunately, no pursuers appeared.

Chen Shun saw a puff of cooking smoke rising in the distance, and his stomach instinctively growled.

He took dry rations with him. But dry food can only satisfy hunger, not hunger. The more you eat, the hungrier you get.

Chen Shuncai has always eaten dry food and cold water these days, and he has already eaten and vomited.

Now all he wants to do is warm up with a bowl of hot noodle soup.

As soon as he thought of the hot noodle soup, Chen Shuncai subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Drive, drive!"

Chen Shuncai waved the horsewhip lightly and knocked the horse's belly, and the jujube red beast snorted and stepped towards the gray tiled house.

Before approaching, Chen Shun kicked the stirrup and turned over and dismounted.

He carefully tied the horse to the side and pushed the door in.

Obviously this is a restaurant.

Although there can't be a very good cook in the wilderness, he can always make hot food, which is much better than Chen Shuncai's own dry food.

He even smelled meat.

Chen Shuncai took a deep breath.

Well, it smells so good!

This must be the taste of stew, and there can be no mistake.

Chen Shuncai shouted as he walked inside: "Is there anyone? Anyone? ”

But no one replied to him.

Hey, this restaurant is really strange.

The whole tiled house is divided into a front and back room, and there is a small courtyard in the middle to divide it.

Chen Shuncai came out of the front room and entered the courtyard.

He looked around and found that there were a lot of blades and even firearms in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but be vigilant. How could a normal restaurant have something that only exists in these armies? Could it be that he entered a black shop?

When Chen Shuncai thought of this, he shuddered, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't walk anymore.

What now? Go back the way you came?

After thinking about it, Chen Shun felt that this might be the best choice.

He was just about to turn around when he heard someone in the back room shouting, "It's all here, doesn't this friend want to meet?" ”

Chen Shuncai couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

He thought to himself, since there are people in this room, why don't you make a noise?

"I was in a hurry, and when I saw the smoke rising from the cooking house, I thought it was a restaurant, so I came to take a look. Now it seems that it was a misunderstanding. ”

Chen Shuncai tried his best to be calm, but his voice was trembling, and there was no doubt that he had betrayed himself.

"It's all guests. Come in and talk. ”

Chen Shun knew that he couldn't leave easily, so he stubbornly walked towards the back.

Chen Shuncai gritted his teeth and pushed the door in, and as soon as he entered the house, a puff of smoke came to his face.

He widened his eyes and looked at it, only to realize that there was a dings in the middle of the room. The tripod was filled with water and was being set on fire.

Who would use a tripod instead of a pot to cook something?

Chen Shuncai felt more and more that something was wrong.

But now it is impossible for Chen Shuncai to leave.

He stood there in a daze, like a wooden stake.

Finally out of the smoke came a man in his forties.

He held a wooden stick in his hand and stirred it into the ding.

"If you put too much meat, you have to keep stirring it, otherwise it will all stick together and affect the taste."

Chen Shuncai heard that the man was speaking Chinese, so he also responded in Chinese: "I don't know what kind of meat this is boiling?" ”

"Guess what."

The man smiled darkly, and said while stirring the wooden stick, "Beef, mutton, pork, or... Human flesh? ”

When he heard the word human flesh, Chen Shuncai's whole hair stood up.

Mom, is this really a black shop?

"Haha, I'm kidding."

The man smiled and said quietly, "This friend is going in the direction of Texas?" ”

Chen Shuncai replied very stiffly: "Yes." ”

"Texas is the territory of the Ming army, are you looking for death with this braid?"

Only then did Chen Shuncai notice that the man did not have braids, and his heart was even colder.

This is still the territory of Beizhili, which belongs to the control of the Qing army.

This person dares to blatantly not keep braids, he is either a bandit or a spy of the Ming army.

Chen Shuncai felt that the former was more likely, after all, this person exuded a strong gangster aura, and he couldn't cover it.

"It's just a different way of living."

Chen Shuncai said angrily.

"A different way of living? Interesting, really interesting. ”

The man put down the wooden stick in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "So you are not satisfied with your previous way of living?" ”

The corners of Chen Shuncai's mouth twitched, and he said sadly: "I lived like a dog before. ”

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