Mao Jue's rule is a bit like that of the ancient Romans, who built roads wherever they ruled, even when he was not there, Fan Wenjie continued his policy and built roads regardless of the cost.

On the spot, the mountain was collapsed with gunpowder, the gravel that was blown down was paved with the bottom, and then a layer of cement was smeared on it, and two main roads of about 1,000 miles ran through the mountains north of Hamgyong Province from Uiju and then walked on such a flat road, and in two days, the Dongjiang Army arrived at the mountain city of Hamxing, where the incident occurred.

Not to mention, it was really time to come, and on the mountain road leading to the mountain city, I happened to see thousands of Lee Koreans holding hoes high and roaring to besiege the mountain city.

"Front Team Ready, Shoot!"

Wen Meng's excited eyes were shining, and Wen Meng, who had itchy skin after not fighting for a few days, simply roared so much that his little tongue trembled, but before he could shout out this order, a shadow like a gorilla behind Leng Buding pounced on him, and in front of the whole group, he watched the official Wendu fall directly on his stomach.

"Sneak up on me! Master Kong, what are you doing here? ”

Although Kong Youde is rude and good at drinking, but when he is not drunk, he is really not a reckless man, otherwise he would not be able to mix with the generals, although it is a negative example, from the history of his Wuqiao Mutiny, he was able to hold out in Shandong for more than half a year, repeatedly defeated the official army, and also put the old boss Sun Yuanhua's nest to the end, which shows his strength, according to this guy, Kong Youde shouted helplessly.

"Brother Wen! This time, the general led the army to solve the problem of contradictions with the local Li Koreans, you shot this time, killed 1,800 people, and the Kansai of the Li Dynasty will be deadlocked, how can the general deal with himself? ”

"Then what should I do, watch them attack the mountain city of our Dongjiang Town?"

"This ......, let's leave it to the general!"

Although the truth is clear, but he Kong Youde is not Zhuge Liang, let him go down to reason with those Li Dynasty people? It's better to give him a knife and let him cut it.

Fortunately, I also thought of this, Mao Jue hurried forward, when the two were arguing, he had already ridden to the front, and immediately watched Kong Youde riding on Wen Meng very affectionately, and the two muscular men looked like with eyebrows, and Mao Jue was stunned.

"General!"

is also eyelids jumping, the first whistle and deputy head of the regiment Zhang Qian rushed to Mao Jue to get off the horse, and explained with a fist in cheek.

"My family and General Kong are exchanging tactics!"

"No need to explain, Ben will understand, the military is lonely, both of them are bachelors, it is natural to have a little beyond friendship, Ben will wait at the corner pavilion on the side of the road, you let them finish the exchange, just come to see Ben Jiang again, this military situation is not in a hurry, so they don't have to worry!"

Seeing Mao Jue with a weird smile on his face, he walked to the side of the road, the corners of Li Qianhu's mouth twitched a few more times, as if he didn't seem to understand it.

But as soon as they heard that Mao Jue was coming, the two immediately stopped tearing up, and just ran over in a hurry, their faces flushed, and they bowed down neatly on one knee.

"General!"

"The last general decided to shoot and attack, but Master Kong didn't think he could attack! Guard!"

"Well, I know that you are attacking, and he is suffering!"

In Wen Meng's inexplicability, Mao Jue reached out and untied all the scabbards and holsters hanging on his waist, and there was actually a wave of excitement on his face, looking at the Goryeo rebels who were holding hoes and sticks on the mountain roads, and were making noise and besieging his mountain city, and said in a high-spirited voice.

"It's like a beast chess, we are elephants, eating the cat of his Jurchen savage, his Jurchen savage is a cat, and eating his mouse of Goryeo Hamgyong Dao, in turn, the mouse comes to trouble our elephant! It's all bullying that feels soft. ”

With a flick of his sleeves, Mao Jue's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"But Lao Tzu wants to tell these sticks who is the softest one!"

Listening to Mao Jue's few orders, the two faggots were all bright-eyed.

In the loud noise, ammunition bags, dagger bags, and flintlock pistols were all placed on the ground, and some of the soldiers also ripped open the collars of their clothes, revealing their chests full of muscular chest hair.

"In today's battle, there is no first merit, no reward, some are just a word, cut them as much as you want, and those who don't have the courage will stay here, it's the masters, follow Lao Tzu!"

"Follow the general, cut these turtle grandsons to death!"

The formation that Dongjiang is most proud of is gone, and the chaotic Goryeo rebels below are still throwing stones and shouting Zhenghuan, and more than a thousand pure masters who are about to train their brains into muscles screamed, and rushed down the slope of the mountain road.

"Attention, everyone, defense! The long soldiers are in front, and the short soldiers are in the back!"

Not to mention, among the chaotic people in Hamgyong Province, there are really some scholars who have read books, and in their shouting, these chaotic teams composed of tenant farmers and temporary ones really have a decent dung fork and long stick in front of them, but unfortunately, the Dongjiang army they faced did not talk about routines at all.

"Kill these turtle grandchildren!"

Getting closer, the Dongjiang gentlemen in front of him bent down directly, picked up the stones and bricks and threw them forward, the Li Dynasty scholar who was known as the military advisor was still cheering up there, and half of the brick was cut to his eye, and the sharpened eye was splashing with golden light and sat on the ground, but this scholar was really dedicated, and he insisted on shouting before he fell.

"Flying Locust, you are cheating!"

Regardless of whether you cheat or not, the grandfathers will cut you, and the stone will hit a large area, and then those Dongjiang gentlemen rushed in like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and cut it with their hands on the neck and collar, and they saw that a piece of it became a ruffian fight, some hugged a piece of the wheel, some pulled the person to the ground, and went up to the big mouth is a snapping call, and some slammed a fist up, and half of the teeth were knocked out.

"General, you can't fight! It's going to hit ......, uh, this is!"

The civil official is always late, and he dragged a long voice in the back, looking at the scene in front of him, Fan Wenju saw that his eyes were straight.

Even if it is a ruffian fighting, in the face of soldiers, these farmers are not a grade, in the barracks, the training intensity is about to catch up with the special forces, and they fall every day, where is this? Just watched Wen Meng show his chest muscles, and retreated straight back with several Korean people trembling with sticks, pointing at his old face as he walked.

"Come on! Hit me! Hit! ”

I don't know if he's too arrogant, a Korean who can't bear it goes up and hits him in the face with a left hook, bang, his old face is deflected, and the nosebleed squirts out, but except for this, Wen Meng actually didn't have a.

"That's it? Beat people, you have to fight like this!"

Turning around, it was also an electric cannon past, and with a bang, the stunned Korean man flew out directly with Thomas, but it was not as simple as bleeding a little nosebleed, his jaw was crooked, and half of his big yellow teeth flew out.

"Next, come on! Hit me!"

The nosebleed was still flowing there, and it all flowed into his mouth, making Wen Meng's mouthful bright red, and even more hideous, seeing that the most capable person in his village had already rolled his eyes and spit white foam on the ground, saying that he dared to go up, and looked at each other a few times sadly, and more than a dozen Goryeo rebels screamed, and the girl ran away.

"Hmph, there is no one who can fight!"

A nosebleed on his thumb, Wen Meng snorted disdainfully.

This Wen Meng is just pretending to be forced, that Kong Youde is a humanoid tank, bare-chested and alone, he pretends to be in the pile, grabs a big living person as a weapon, and flickers and flickers towards the person, seeing his companion being grabbed by the leg and screaming at the wheel, the left side of the side is scattered with a hula sound, and then the right side of the wheel is also a chicken flying dog jumping out of a piece, no one dares to do it, this person is boring, the mouth foaming at the mouth was thrown forward by Kong Youde, and he dragged a lone person to continue playing.

His head collapsed in a few strokes.

They are playing prestige, but the real grandmaster master is still there with Mao Jue, and none of the people who fought against him stood up again, all of them covered their lower bodies and rolled and spit white foam, supporting Mao Jue behind, watching him What black tiger plucked his heart and feet, very Bruce Lee Ada shouted, specializing in the next three ways, Mao Lance was in a cold sweat! Keep vowing in my heart that I will never fight against my own general, not in this life!

Fists against sticks, these rebels can't beat them, the ruffians fought for less than ten minutes, thousands of Goryeo rebels fled down the mountain in a flash, some of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and their fathers and mother's shoes ran away, following behind, Wen Meng was still there arrogantly shouting.

"Don't run! Come on, hit me! ”

With a little finger on the tree, Kong Youde was also shouting disdainfully there.

"Don't let Grandpa see you again!"

Coming down from the halfway up the hill, Fan Wenju was sweating profusely, and he grabbed Mao Jue and looked left and right to see that he was not finished.

"Are you okay, Master?"

"Can Lao Tzu be okay?"

There was a stinky sweat, but Mao Jue was refreshed, the nails and leaves on his body were rattling, this thing was full of cold-forged armor, and there was a cotton armor lining wrapped in a rod and cut on it, there was not even a mark, he could have something to do, there was something wrong.

This fight, although many people are also beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, but the guys of the two regiments are all laughing and laughing, training that hard every day, this fight, it's so fucking happy, watching them go back to pick up the equipment, and croaking and croaking how to cut the goryeo shit just now has been beaten out, and the eyes of Tian Tao's fifth regiment behind the back hall are red with envy.

On the Xianxing Mountain City, the soldiers of the Dongjiang River also looked straight with their eyes, and saw that their soldiers and horses had arrived at the gate of the mountain, so they suddenly realized that they opened the gate with a squeak, sent water, food and eggs, and asked for warmth.

However, Mao Jue had just entered the mountain city, and a pig-like cry came suddenly.

"Wronged!"

(End of chapter)