Like a roll-up cake, the tripartite people who are entangled in a ball layer by layer, whether it is the radicals who have a numerical advantage around Feng Junzi, or the few and elite conservatives around Lu Tianjun, they have all declined in the face of the newly joined forces of the Haifan Derivation.

Because of hatred and resentment, killing the crowd of people who are red-eyed and pushing together to fight is almost the best target for firearms to exert the maximum killing effect. Although they all know that a stronger third party has intervened, the crowd that has risen up can no longer let go of the opponent they are facing, and instead join forces to fight the greater crisis.

The blood and water stained the school field covered with yellow sand, stained into a thick sauce-colored mud, and was trampled to turn out the color of the brown soil underneath, along several major roads, there were too many people pouring into this battlefield, and from time to time people were squeezed to the edge, and then from the slope full of loess and rubble, they wailed and rolled down, and the flesh and blood of the fall were blurred or scarred.

And many more people continued to climb up the not so steep slope, and then from time to time they tripped over the falling body, entangled and tugged together, and fell down again.

Suddenly, a silent centaur was killed again, dressed in clothes similar to those of the Sea Domain, until they were so close that they were scolded loudly, that they suddenly burst out and slashed and killed.

Immediately, the knife players covering the firearms team were scattered, so these firearms teams, who were still imposing, began to flee in panic, and then they were cut down in a pool of blood.

A group of generals with white cloth bands wrapped around their arms and shoulders are also setting up barricades and wooden fences at various key intersections in the Xiaoliang Mountain Range, forcibly containing and organizing the crowds and rebels who fled in panic.

The distribution of all kinds of weapons and food, although it was hastily cooked, but under the double effect, it somewhat calmed the minds of these escapees.

"Acting separately according to the pre-made filing......"

"The generals and leaders trapped in the other hall have been rescued."

"Several arsenals and warehouses on the mountain have also been occupied,"

"It's like a pre-act,...... It's just"

"Just what,"

"Most of the staff in the arsenal is empty."

"Sure enough, someone is planning to start a new stove outside the mountain......"

"But we now have soldiers and food, and we occupy the important position of Yamagata Mountain,"

"Even if the right army and the front army are not of the same mind as us, you can sit and stand and be undefeated......

At this time, I heard the sparks and smoke gushing up, and the collapse with a loud sound was clearly felt almost up and down the mountain.

In the hustle and bustle of the fireworks, the collapsing Juyi Hall buried most of the leaders of Liangshan and their ambitions, but the story of Liangshan in this era has just begun.

"Didn't you find the bodies of Lu Linglong and Feng Junzi......

In front of the corpse-strewn hall, a voice came to the ground

"Sure enough, I was fed most of it......"

Luo Hussar touched the blood flowing down his face, and the corners of his forehead were cut by the debris that had not even had time to be bandaged.

"When the interruption continues, there is no body to die......"

"Report ......"

A fast-footed soldier with a letter flag rushed over

"In the sea market behind the mountain, the ship of the sea domain has already left the shore,"

"Leave him alone......"

Luo Hussar waved his head.

"They also took it."

At this point, the sound is inaudible.

"Damn, try your best to snatch that key back......"

Luo Huqi's face changed.

"Don't be afraid to turn your face with them, as long as we have this territory and connections, even if we don't have Ezo and Tamna Domain, we can change another ...... to cooperate with"

A moment later,

"Is there anything else you don't understand......

Luo Hussar, who was covered in blood, shouted at the surviving middle-level leaders of Liangshan.

Of course, it is one thing to be in front of one's own cronies, and another way to say it to these people.

"My generation didn't want to interfere, whether it was to join the government or continue to serve the domain, as long as it could preserve this foundation, it didn't matter if anything else"

"But looking for them to do this, I'm only afraid that Liangshan will go up and down, but fortunately, there will be no more like that......"

"May I ...... from the first seat of Luo"

The rest of the people knew the song and heard the elegant voice to cater to the Tao, as the only remaining powerful faction in Liangshan, even if there were unwilling people, there was no position to resist.

"Why should I be asked,"

Luo Kedi, who was following closely beside him, suddenly gritted his teeth and whispered,

"Send Mr. Xia out of the mountain...... Didn't you say yes?"

His robe was tattered from smoke and fire, and there were burned blisters exposed, the result of the attack he had personally led on the firearms teams.

"If it weren't for his assertion......"

"Are you questioning your brother......

Luo Hussar pressed his forehead with some haggard heart.

"It's just a means of preservation for the time being, and I'll do a test to see if I can use it......"

"It's just that I didn't expect those people to be so resolute in their hearts to get rid of him, and even the dark team around the first seat was bewitched out...... ......

The desperate scene of the end of the world, after a few months, has come to me again, and I am afraid that even my years in the mountains and the accumulated belongings will be over.

I looked at the emerging mountain with some nostalgia, and the false comfort for a short time had actually given me the illusion of some kind of burnout, and I was really not suitable to rise in this troubled world.

Because of the changes that happened on Liangshan,

The rest of the people are also divided, and there are family members and concerned old people who hope to return to the mountains to see if their families are okay in case possible.

As for the newly recruited people, they were not willing to take more risks, and Ning Yuan returned to the outer villages and towns to wait for news, the previous battle had already exhausted them and chilled their hearts.

Then it became two camps of mutual accusation, and they almost fought, but in the end, it was the veteran Deng Fang who came out and hacked a thorn to death, strongly suppressed the disagreement between the two sides, and decided to go their own way.

So everyone divided the spoils of war and the materials on the cart, and began to go their separate ways, making three or five shares and running their own way out.

Among them, under the leadership of the veteran Deng Fang, there are the most people, accounting for about half of them, and the forty or fifty people with the best equipment have left, whether they are returning to their hometowns, or going to join the army, or falling into the grass, they have enough to rely on.

"Do you know ......?"

When Deng Fang was leaving, he said to me indifferently

"I owe my life to the general...... However, I don't owe him anymore......"

"Xia Sheng really doesn't want to, come with me......"

Then he sent out the invitation again.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I have something else to do...... I can only see you again."

After going through and encountering so many things, the opportunity for me to regain my freedom was suddenly placed in front of me, and I couldn't wait.

"But I was abrupt......"

And then he seemed to have misunderstood something, and I didn't bother to correct it.

"A character like Xia Sheng, no matter where he is, I believe there is an opportunity to emerge......"

After refusing my peer's request, I was left alone again.

Before he left, however, the invitation was unsuccessful, and he gave me a mule, which I needed most, and some packing and portable food utensils.

"If we can see each other alive......"

Although it is not without horses, it is a bit difficult for me to be inexperienced in riding, so I chose the big red mule, which looks more tame.

As for this burgundy mule, I decided to name it the Red Tiger, in honor of a long memory that has been repeatedly respected by history and common sense.

I can only say I'm sorry for the Akuta and the three pieces that are still left on the mountain, and I hope that the things I left behind and those preparations can come in handy.

In order to deal with the possible accident in Liangshan, I dug a small shelter behind the miscellaneous warehouse to store some emergency things, because I didn't have enough time, I dug more than half of it, and it only accommodated two people.

The saddle on horseback did not fit well on the mule, so it was necessary to ride with great care, but it was better than walking slowly on the monkey in the year of the horse.

In the past, the river where fishing boats and transport boats used to come and go was already flowing bright red, and there were some floating corpses, hanging on the shore one after another. All kinds of charred and broken fragments, obviously even the periphery of Liangshan, the Heze area made up by Ludang, has also become a battlefield, but in a short time, it is still safe here......

Avoiding the main road and following the edge in the direction I remembered, it soon became dark.

Since it was already night, it was not a good idea to walk in the dark, so I found a semi-concave spot behind the dirt slope not far from the roadside and made an edge out of gravel and clods

Then, under the cover of the reeds, a cover was weaved, so that the fire and smoke that arose during the night would be difficult to detect if they were not very close.

The reeds were tied into several long bundles of similar size, slightly smoked and cut together, and a thick leather was draped over a good field bed.

The other part of the smaller reed bundles, which are stacked on top of each other, form a small oblique triangle, which is only enough to accommodate the straw tent, which is pressed on both sides with stones, smeared with a little soil and water, and then dried naturally, which can also be used as a shelter from the wind and rain.

A small crossbow was placed within easy reach, and a short sharp horizontal knife was inserted into the straw tent, which was a personal souvenir given to me by the veteran Deng Fang, and a few simple little traps were made out of blades of grass and twigs around it.

This kind of extremely simple thing has no lethal power in itself, but when it is touched, it will break branches or something, making a relatively crisp sound.

Mainly against beasts and other unsolicited things. Then I used a leather buckle and a hair cord to make a new spreader, put it on my fingers, and threw it on the battlefield and never got it back.

Because of the quick winding in a short time, my fingers are still a little bruised, and then I checked the existing supplies,

The things that have been prepared for a few months, most of them were thrown on Liangshan with Ah Guta, although it was a pity and pain, but there was nothing to be done.

Except for a few small parts on the crossbow, knives and daggers, and leather buckles for self-defense, there were very few things at hand, but fortunately a lot of portable food and bits and pieces were brought from the cart, and two large bags were packed, and the guide could be made with pinbuckles and leaves for the time being, and the bedding was made of cut cloth and felt, and the clothes and cowhide bushings were used for a change of clothes, and the kettle and eating utensils were all taken from the enemy.

But things like plasters, drinks, sugar cubes, and so on are inconceivable.

A dried sausage and a piece of roasted bean cake, along with a small piece of salted fish, were picked out as ingredients for my dinner, and then I needed some water to make the soup.

Because the river caught so much unclean stuff, I had to go further along the river and fetch water from the skin of what was suspected to be the bladder of an animal.

Pressing down hard, in the gurgling squeezing bubbling,

I even spotted a bird that was holding what appeared to be a mallard, and after inadvertently alarming it, it quacked out from a fairly close distance, and then shot an arrow through its wings and chest, struggled and flipped into the water, and then slowly floated away.

I can't help but cry out in discouragement,

These cherished special short arrows are all picked up in the mountains to pick up the best arrows and iron, with hand cutting and polishing, there are three pointed and diamond-shaped two kinds of tufts, together only a sleeve of more than 30, it can be said that with one less than one.

I had to take off my boots and roll up my trousers and wade to get it back, but such a waterfowl weighing more than a pound, after shedding its hair and molting its skin and removing its internal organs, probably still had more than ordinary meat, plus seven or eight eggs in the nest, it could also compensate for the cost of wetting my body.

Stepping on the icy water, feeling the wet mud underneath, I could even feel the fish gently touching my calves.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a white thing, which floated slowly along the water, and couldn't help cursing, it's really unlucky, I obviously chose a fork in the road, and this thing can float here.

My heart moved, the small bag hanging on my waist looked very delicate, and the jade beads, in the darkness, could actually glow slightly. I couldn't help but reach out and pull it, but found that it couldn't be pulled, so I simply dragged it up, cut it with a knife, and there was a color similar to metal wire in the stubble, which made me even more curious.

Fortunately, not long after he died, the body was not stiff or swollen, and it was vaguely seen that it was a child to a teenager.

It's actually a cute boy who was drowned, I thought about it, or dug a pit and buried it, although it's a pity, looking at his extremely delicate face, I can't help but give birth to a kind of helplessness and sigh that beautiful things are always extra easy to wither and destroy.

Dragged in the mud, the silk clothes were pulled up, and they couldn't help but slip away, fell to the ground and were topped by the uneven pit, suddenly snorted, and spit out a few mouthfuls of water in convulsions, well, there is still a breath.

It's just that I opened the placket and wanted to do a little bit of rejuvenation, but I was flustered, although the appearance was boyish, but the silk underwear and lining were obviously women's bibs and small clothes, well, unless "he" was a pervert who liked to wear women's underwear.

I touched it down from the groin again to make sure.,It's an empty whiteboard.,Well,It's a Lori.,I don't know why I'm relieved.。

Although his body was as cold as ice, there was still a trace of heartbeat under his ears. It was as if I had been possessed by some instinct, and I unbuttoned my clothes with ease.

I took a cloth and dried my body, massaged it from top to bottom, wrapped it in a cloth and blanket, placed it by the fire, and then resigned myself to my fate.

Touching and taking off made me sweat profusely, and my stomach was hungry, and I began to concoct dinner.

The sausage was hard like cowhide, and the salted fish was like a stone, so I had to mash it with a stone, and then put it in an open kettle that doubled as a small pot with the broken bean cake, boil it into a porridge-like paste, and add a little dried sauce, and it was a delicious meal.

The waterfowl was also pierced by me, and after being burned off by the fire with large feathers and coarse hair, it was wrapped in a thin layer of wet mud and buried in the ashes of the charcoal pile.

In the sound of my sucking and swallowing, she hummed and moved again, and seemed to wake up slowly, but her eyelids did not open, but she was trying to lick her mouth, making some kind of staggering sound.

I thought about it, and brought the eggs.

When the eggs were cracked, half of them hatched into the form of little chicks, so I threw them on the edge of the stone barrier and roasted them dry, and then they were crisp and proud, and there was a slight meaty smell in the fishy smell of some kind of egg liquid.

The rest of the eggs were beaten in a small pot by me, mixed with other dried vegetables and ginger slices and sauce to make half a pot of soup, pinched my nose and scooped it into her mouth, and between writhing, the white body wrapped in the felt blanket was re-exposed.

Although there is a way to be full of warmth, do you think that after the baptism of countless Japanese and American body art workers, can you still harden such a flat washboard?

"Don't you say something......

After a few moments, I patted her on the cheek, a little dazed.

"Uh...... Woo"

I shouted, and she turned around, squatted down with her back to me, crying with her hands on her head.

I was suddenly overshadowed by her posture of holding her head and squatting, and I was a little helpless, is Lao Tzu so terrible. Or rather, will you only learn the art of ostriches selling shade?