More than ten miles west of Sanhechang, a small temple in the col is hidden in the green clouds and rain of the low mountains, which is inconspicuous.

However, when the observer's vision passes through the dense green carpet canopy, it is immediately possible to see a dense crowd of people in tattered clothes gathered inside and outside the temple. They were huddled in piles of people of all sizes, with large banana leaves plucked from nowhere. Rain fell from the canopy of the trees, making the plantain leaves crackle. The cold wind blew mercilessly through their bodies, making them all pale and shivering.

The inside of the small temple is naturally crowded with people sheltering from the rain. The crowd cursed God in the most vicious language they could think of, cursing this unexpected spring rain. The curses converged into a constant hum that passed through the dilapidated front hall and into the apse of the small temple.

"Let those puppies out there stop a little, and scold for a while!"

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE APSE, IN FRONT OF THE MUD BODHISATTVA WITH A BROKEN ARM AND A LAME LEG, A MIDDLE-AGED MAN SITTING ON A CHAIR SCOLDED SOFTLY. He was tall, but not burly, and his well-proportioned and slender figure (Note 1) wore a thick, well-cut brocade robe and a six-in-one top hat that was popular with rich children. He had a broad, bright forehead and an angular face, but as soon as he spoke, his eyes, which were already small, habitually narrowed, giving people a deep sense of deep gloom.

The palm of the plate spoke, and the nasty buzz of the outside world immediately became much smaller. The middle-aged man keenly sensed the subtle changes in the outside world. He was very satisfied with his authority, so he turned his head to look at a scholar-like person beside him, and asked in a humble tone: "Mr. Huaiyu, look at the weather, can we still fight this battle?" ”

The scholar known as Mr. Huaiyu has long been accustomed to the pretend posture of holding the plate. He bowed slightly, and replied with a smile: "Palm the plate, whether the battle can be fought or not, look at the weather; Second, look at that Liu Zhenfan; As for the three, it still depends on the people in the fishing creek field! ”

The scholar did not give any further explanation for his words. Because he believes that in the years of running-in between the two of them, Zhangpanzi has reached the level of understanding his language system.

Sure enough, the palm plate knows it:

"Mr. Huaiyu," the middle-aged man frowned, staring at the heavy rain outside the door, "the rain won't stop for a while." I'm more worried about Liu Zhenfan. According to the source, Liu Zhenfan has more than 4,000 elite soldiers...... But Liu Zhenfan passed the Sanmiao Post yesterday and lost his trace. He was not in a hurry to go to Sanhechang to relieve the siege of Zhang Zuokai, but disappeared, which is really strange! If something goes wrong, it's going to be a demon, I'm worried about ......"

When the rain stopped, Yuan Ying could march west to join Chen Ying's troops and cut off the grain route of the official army together. The palm plate is not worried about the rain that will affect the action, but is worried about Liu Zhenfan, whose location is unknown, and his meaning is self-evident.

Mr. Huaiyu smiled lightly and inserted his own judgment: "The palm plate is good. The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. Liu Zhenfan wants to be a yellow finch and treat us as praying mantis! ”

Mr. Huaiyu is right. If Liu Zhenfan is a yellow finch and he is a praying mantis, then the cicada is a life-and-death duel between Zhang Zuokai and Bai Jiaolong, Hu Jiusi and others in Yuxi Field. Perhaps, Chen Ying, who is only separated by a mountain stream, is also qualified to be a cicada?

He meditated for a moment, squinted his eyes and chuckled. But he soon shook his head and said:

"Liu Zhenfan is not the main threat. He has more than 4,000 people, and he can't hide it. He had only left the Three Temples for one day, and the big deal was that he was in this thirty or forty miles radius. By tomorrow at the latest, Fangshan, Yunshan, Bolt, Siluan, Wenjia, Desheng, and Houjia will all report the news they have received. Liu Zhenfan's 4,000 elite soldiers are only equivalent to 10,000 Ding Zhuang in the sky. We are now very strong, in addition to 10,000 Ding Zhuang, there are 10,000 old and weak. If it is a joint venture with Chen Lin, there will be 13,400 Ding Zhuang. Liu Zhenfan wants the whole army to fight, and he is not afraid! ”

"The boss is not worried about Liu Zhenfan, but he is worried about the Protector Army!" Mr. Huaiyu's eyes flashed, "I heard that the battalion commander of the Protector Army, who has the same surname as Zaixia, died in Changping Mountain and more than half of his subordinates did not retreat...... If he doesn't want his life or food, push the grain cart into the river first, and then fight with us to the death......"

The middle-aged man finally scolded fiercely, exposing his rough and shrewd nature to the appearance of elegance and etiquette.

"That's a! Damn, you can do anything, but you can't buy and sell at a loss! Liu Zhenfan, this guy is also very vicious, and he even used a thousand stones of grain as bait to let us and those of the Protector Army die

The soldiers fight to defeat both, and he is so good at picking up cheap behind his back! ”

"Zhangpan, now the flash flood has cut off the connection between Yuan Ying and Chen Ying. In my opinion, if the situation in the fishing creek field is unfavorable, we must quickly retreat and get out of this pile of sewage! As the saying goes, if you stay in the green mountains, you are not afraid of no firewood! ”

"Mr. Huaiyu is right!" The middle-aged man patted the arm of the chair and resolutely. But in an instant, he showed a trace of regret again: "From Jiangkou to here, I ran two hundred and fifty miles of rotten roads, and I was a little unwilling to leave like this!" ”

The scholar became serious at this time, and he arched his hand and said: "If you want to achieve great things, you must have the world in your heart!" What is two hundred and fifty miles! ”

"Mr. Huaiyu said it well!" That humble expression returned to the middle-aged man's face, "It's just that where to go now, it's a matter of life and death!" The ghost place in Shaanxi that starves to death, the contemptible people never want to go back......"

……

This middle-aged man is Yuan Tao, the rising star of the Bashan Soil Tyrant. The Mr. Huaiyu he keeps talking about is his military advisor Wang Huaiyu.

YUAN TAO WAS A NATIVE OF MIAN (PRESENT-DAY MIAN COUNTY, SHAANXI PROVINCE), AND GREW UP IN A LARGE FAMILY WITH A LARGE POPULATION AND A PROSPEROUS LIFE. Yuan Tao is not particularly valued by his elders in this family - not because his family is dilapidated, nor because he is ugly, but because he is not a child who likes to read, not a reading seed who can "learn and excel", and glorify his ancestors.

In this relaxed and affluent family environment, Yuan Tao is free to do what he likes. Since he was a teenager, Yuan Tao has been fascinated by stories such as the Three Kingdoms and the Water Margin, and is familiar with place names such as Dingjun Mountain, which is not far from his hometown, and has a hazy yearning for the free life of the Wuthering Mountains and forests. As he grew older and matured, he became obsessed with obscene books such as "History of Zhaoyang Ye" and all kinds of spring pictures.

The ignorance and impulsiveness of the teenager finally led to an irreparable mistake.

Next door to Yuan Tao's house, there lives a distant uncle in the clan. This uncle has been away from home for many years in business, and his wife, that is, Yuan Tao's aunt, a mature and romantic young woman, opened the young Yuan Tao's yearning for sex.

One is salivating, and the other is dry firewood. Between the exchanges, the two hooked up.

However, paper can't contain fire. Soon, the adultery between the two was exposed. In their anger, the clansmen made the most merciful decision: to expel Yuan Tao from the ancestral hall and home on the charge of adultery with his nephew and aunt.

Since then, Yuan Tao has been like an orphan and has begun a life of exile. He first settled in a cottage near Chu County, and then in the tenth year of Chongzhen, he made an important choice, joined the Chuang army led by Li Zicheng, and followed the rebel army into Sichuan, the land of abundance. When Li Zicheng was unable to gain a foothold in Sichuan and was forced to withdraw from Sichuan, Yuan Tao once again made an important choice in his life:

Stay and keep fighting!

As a result, Yuan Tao finally became one of the many local tyrants who wreaked havoc in Bashan and became the king of the heavens. The combat experience and organizational system accumulated by the Chuang army in the past ten years have become the catalyst for the rapid growth of the first battalion of the King of Heaven. Coupled with his shrewdness, cunning and broad vision far beyond the ordinary local rioters, he quickly stood out among the local rioters and became the leader of the new generation of local rioters after Yao Huang.

In November last year, He Jia, the head of the White Lotus Sect in Guang'an, staged a conspiracy and rioted and sent people to contact the local rioters in Bashan. Yuan Tao learned that he immediately took advantage of this great opportunity. On the one hand, he tempted the silver and the capture, and pushed the Zhentian King Bai Jiaolong and Xing 100,000 Hu Jiusi and others to continue to block the attack of the official army to Bazhou; On the other hand, he gathered several local thugs such as Black Tiger Shun Tianxing and Chen Lin, and stretched out their claws out of Bashan in the name of responding to He Jiaqi.

In the battle of Quxian, Yuan Tao paid a lot of price, but finally broke through the city. If it weren't for the fact that a force of about 1,000 people of the Protector Army quickly turned from Xinzheng Dam to Yingshan via Pengzhou in just a few days, and another force of about 1,000 people maneuvered along the Jialing River to occupy Dingyuan New Town, threatening the flank of the local tyrants to the south, the local tyrants would have plundered the surrounding areas, and then continued to march south, taking Dingyuan, Hezhou, and even crossing the Jialing River, occupying Dazu, Yongchuan, Rongchang and other counties in western Chongqing.

However, the speed of the Protector's counterattack was so fast that Yuan Tao was dumbfounded.

Just a few days after Yuan Tao occupied Qu County, the vanguard of the Protector Army had already been

When they arrived at Yingshan County, which was close at hand, tens of thousands of national protectors set out from Chengdu to reinforce northern Sichuan. Twenty days later, the Protector Army made its first attack from Dingyuan New City and swept through the area south of Yuechi, shattering the White Lotus Sect's intention to cross the Jialing River in one fell swoop. It is said that the one who personally commanded that battle was the mysterious son of Daming Shu.

A month later, the Protector Army from Luzhou made peace with the official army and began a counterattack from the south to the north.

When Yuan Tao learned that the White Lotus Sect bandits in Luodu Town had been completely annihilated by the Protector Army, and that Dazhu's Protector Army had advanced to the east flank of Qu County and controlled the Zhouhe Gorge between the Huaying Mountains, Yuan Tao had already understood: this rare opportunity to invade the south missed the time window, and it was only a matter of time before they retreated to Bashan. So he sent his minions to seize the time to sweep away the wealth and population around Qu County, and transport his spoils to Bashan.

Before the New Year, when the large force of the Protector Army crossed the city of Guang'an and launched an attack on the county seat of Qu, Yuan Tao quickly crossed the Ba River and retreated to the depths of Bashan. At the same time, he left a covering force in Sanhui Town, which not only covered the retreat of the brigade, but also used it to wrestle with the vanguard of the Protector Army.

The result shocked him again: the covering force was almost completely wiped out. Fleeing back minions shuddering report: There are a large number of mountain barbarians in the Protector Army, and those barbarians do not accept surrender at all, and almost all the local tyrants who fall into the hands of the barbarians have been chopped into pulp!

The speed of the Protector Army and the combat power of the Protector Army, Yuan Tao did not estimate. In the retreat, Yuan Tao had an even bigger miscalculation.

When the Protector Army passed through Sanhui Town to continue the pursuit, he used the most usual trick of the Righteous Army to get rid of the pursuit: throwing objects to delay the enemy. Of course, silver and grain could not be thrown, so he threw women and the old and weak. He made a small calculation: when these women fell into the hands of the officials and soldiers, their fate was sealed. Their fathers, brothers, men and children will become enemies who share the sky with the Ming Dynasty!

But he regretted the end result: the women had not become sex slaves and prostitutes for the Protectors after they had been taken in by the Protectorate. After a short period of concentration, they were released to their homes and supposedly divided the land they cultivated!

In this way, the new soldiers in his camp who were brought in will become a factor of instability in the future. Although he ordered the news to be tightly sealed, this uneasiness in his heart did not disappear, but became bigger and bigger as time went by!

……

Heaven continues to pour rain on the earth. The rain fell in a straight line from the tiles of the eaves, pulling dozens of parallel silver lines outside the temple. The silver thread hit the stone steps, making small splashes. A vague image in his mind of a sword walking towards Bubu with a sword in his hand suddenly woke him up from his meditation. At this moment, the feeling of palpitations gave him a strong sense of doom.

"Hold the plate!" A sentry rushed through the front door of the apse. He did not walk through the cloisters with eaves on both sides, but jumped directly into the rain-pouring courtyard.

"Fishing Creek Farm is defeated!" The sentry lowered his voice and reported, "The 100,000 people around me sent news that Zhang Zuokai set a fire in Yuxi Field yesterday. Bai Jiaolong escaped, Zhang Xian was injured, Wang Youjin was missing, and Hu Jiusi was not the most fucking thing! Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately coerced the brothers of the other three families to scatter the girl...... The rest of the rebel brothers suffered heavy casualties and are moving closer to the king of Bazhou! ”

The nightmare became a reality!

Yuan Tao jumped up from his chair: "What's the matter?" There are 30,000 people in the four fishing creek farms! Zhang Zuokai only has more than 4,000! ”

"Hold the plate!" Wang Huaiyu, whose face was pale, came out from behind Yuan Tao, "Today's plan, go is the best policy!" ”

Throw away Chen Lin? The sentry was dumbfounded.

"The 3,000 people of Chen Lin's department have crossed the mountain stream in front! It's just a ditch away from us......"

"Didn't you hear Mr. Huaiyu? Go for the top! Walk! Let's go now! ”

Yuan Tao suddenly became furious, so frightened that the sentry turned around and ran back into the rain.

"Strange thing! Strange! Even the officers and soldiers have become so capable of fighting! Yuan Tao sat down dejectedly, muttering in his mouth.

"Since Zhang Xian is injured and Wang Youjin is missing, the tens of thousands of people in Sanhechang should not forget to wrap up the plate!" Wang Huaiyu reminded.

Note 1: In history, after Yuan Tao surrendered to the Qing army, he happened to meet Yang Zhan's son Yang Jingxin one day. When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed. Yang Jingxin didn't say a word, and beat Yuan Tao violently. It can be seen that Yuan Tao's figure and martial arts are not good.

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