Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Crowd

On October 17, in Dengfeng County, Henan Province, Henan Province, the Funiu Mountains are the outer mountains of the northern branch. The mountains under the cover of www.biquge.info night look the same as usual, except for the occasional flickering of the fire, everything is quiet as usual.

On the narrow mountain road, the sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, breaking the silence of the night. Several knights rode through the darkness of the night until they finally reached the foot of an inconspicuous mountain.

"Gale!" As soon as the knights turned over and dismounted, there was a low shout in the darkness ahead, faintly accompanied by the sound of the bowstring pulling apart. It seems that as long as these knights answer the slightest incorrectly, they will immediately be pierced by ten thousand arrows.

"Thunderbolt!" The leading knight replied calmly.

A dark sentry stepped out of the darkness and, seeing their appearances, said nothing, and took their mount directly. The knights did not say a word, and immediately went up the hill along a path. All the while, the other sentinels didn't show up, as if they never existed.

These knights have already encountered a lot of secret sentinels like this on the way here, and the passwords and reply orders are different. After going up the mountain, they encountered two more places, and after answering the reply order, they passed smoothly, and the secret sentry in the darkness never showed up except for whispering the password.

Eventually, they came to an abandoned temple. Through the dark sentry near the gate, through the dilapidated courtyard, and then pushing open the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the noise and heat wave inside poured out like a tide in an instant. Compared with the cold and bleak outside world, there is a hole inside.

The hall was brightly lit, and a large number of people were sitting lively. These people, whether they are tall, short, fat or thin, are all rebellious and arrogant, and they are not good at first glance. Some of them sat cross-legged on the futon, some sat crookedly on broken chairs, and some even moved a slightly smoother stone as a seat. The original offering table in the hall and some of the tattered cases that I got out of nowhere were all used as wine tables, which were filled with chicken, duck, fish and other hard dishes. Although there is no wine, these rough heroes still eat and drink in large chunks of clear water, shouting five and drinking six, so happy.

The leading knight made his way through the crowd to the "chief" under the half-collapsed Buddha statue in the center, and whispered to a middle-aged man sitting on the "chief".

This middle-aged man was about forty years old, lean, unattractive, with a furrow on his face as if it had been carved out by a knife, and just sitting there casually could give people an invisible sense of oppression.

Listening to the whisper of the leading horseman, the middle-aged man nodded, let him go down first, and then looked at the group of heroes who were feasting in front of him.

If someone in the know saw these people in the Mahavira Hall with their own eyes, they would definitely drop their jaws in shock. Because almost all the famous green forest heroes within a radius of hundreds of miles have arrived. "Breaking through the sky", "Half a day cloud", "stepping on the dragon"...... Any one of these well-known names is enough to give the government a headache.

"Brothers, put everything you eat first, and listen to me first." The middle-aged man on the chief clapped his hands and said with a pleasant face.

This is not a high tone, but it is more effective than bombing thunder, and the heroes of the green forest who are eating and drinking nonsense have closed their mouths, put down the food in their hands and looked at the chief.

In any era and in any profession, those who can be convinced by those around them must be the strongest in the crowd. Especially in the green forest industry, this is especially true in this precarious and troubled era. Although the leaders of the green forest present are all masters who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and do not blink an eye when they kill people, this "eagle master" on the chief is more fearful and awe-inspiring than the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth.

This "Eagle Master" is said to have been an errand boy in the Jingshi Yamen of the Chongzhen Dynasty in the past, and only fell into the grass after the Tartars occupied the north. There are not many descendants around him, but all of them are good hands who can be ten or even dozens of them. And his own methods are also extremely ruthless, and it took only half a year to set up a pole in this area to integrate the surrounding cottages, large and small, and those big bosses who were unwilling to submit to the end died miserably. After clearing all the opposition forces, the Eagle Lord, who ruled the rivers and lakes, naturally became the leader of the alliance.

If it were just by virtue of ruthlessness, the Eagle Lord's alliance leader seat might not be as stable as it is now. But in addition to being ruthless, Eagle Master also has outstanding features in other aspects, such as he can always get silver, armor and weapons at the most critical moments. Under his leadership, the large and small cottages that were originally scattered quickly twisted into a rope, and the original headless fly-like random attack has also become strict and targeted, and the green battalion soldiers who came to encircle and suppress have returned in vain or even returned with feathers many times. Afterwards, when distributing the spoils, he could also achieve a bowl of water and never favor his own descendants. It is not surprising that such a person, who can achieve both grace and power, and can lead the brothers to make a fortune together, is firmly in the position of the leader of the alliance.

"The latest news has come back. The strength of the Tartars stationed in Dengfeng has not changed, and there are still five or six hundred people in a garrison, and the rest are all brave and strong villagers who work for the tiger, so there is nothing to worry about. Tomorrow, our brother's big things are promising! "Lord Eagle informed all the heroes of the good news that they had just gotten.

"Haha, that's damn good!"

"What's it called? It's called if you want to fall asleep, someone brought us a pillow! ”

......

The heroes cheered as much as they could.

"In the past, we never took the initiative to trouble the Tartars, not because our brother was afraid of him, but to pour some ecstasy soup into those dogs." Eagle Master smiled, "Now that the confused soup is almost filled, it's time for us to make a move." Those dogs, I'm afraid I can't dream that our brothers would dare to take the initiative to attack the county seat, right? ”

"That is, the eldest brother's move is equivalent to stabbing the dogs directly in the heart, and it will definitely stab his mother's hands and feet. When we hit the county seat, the dog county commander surnamed Jia was afraid that his concubine who was still holding him didn't wake up in the bed. Eh, big brother, did I tell you before? Although the dog county commander surnamed Jia is not human, his little concubine is a rare first-class goods, with big breasts and big buttocks, when the time comes, I will bring her here and let the eldest brother taste it. The third master Ban Tianyun smiled obscenely.

After the joint venture of the cottages, the eagle lord and the original leaders worshiped together, and recounted the ranking, except for the eagle lord who deserved to be the eldest brother, the other leaders were arranged in order according to the eight characters of birth. In this way, it increases the closeness to each other and the cohesion of the whole team.

As soon as the words of the half-day cloud fell, the laughter in the Daxiong Treasure Hall became louder.

"It's rare that you have this heart, wait until you get it, don't be reluctant to do it yourself." Eagle Master is not afraid of this kind of joke, and after laughing for a while, he got back to business, "I have already made it clear to all brothers what to do tomorrow, so I won't talk nonsense here." As long as we can lay down Dengfeng, not only will we have a good day for the coming year, but my old colleague in the south also said that as long as this thing can be done tomorrow, whether it is gold, silver, jewelry or other things, there will be no shortage of brothers. If any brother thinks that this kind of fighting and killing has enough, there is no problem at all to go to the south to become an official. ”

All the heroes were greatly encouraged, and only the four masters of the Ground-Stepping Dragon asked their questions with some hesitation: "Big brother, if we really make such a big move, will we lead all the Tartars to our side?" When the time comes......"

"What's wrong, fourth? I've been fighting hard for most of my life with my head tied to the waistband of my pants, and I'm afraid I'm going to get into trouble now? If you don't want to go for fear of causing trouble, there are so many brothers who are willing to go, and you are not the only one! The second master turned the sky and heard the earth-stepping dragon say such disappointing words, and glared at him with some dissatisfaction.

"It's not a bad thing for the third child to see things far." Lord Eagle smiled disapprovingly, "But you don't have to worry about it." Right now, the Tartars and the Ming are fighting in the south, and it is impossible for soldiers and horses from other places to be sent to our side. As for the Tartar soldiers and horses around Henan Mansion, we have also learned it, if they dare to come to the mountains to find trouble for us, they will seek death themselves. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you can't mix in Henan Mansion one day in the future, there is nothing to be nostalgic for in this bird place. To the south, after Nanyang and Xiangyang, it is the boundary of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, of course it would be good if Da Ming could treat us well, if not, let's find a place to fall into the grass again, and the big living people can still suffocate their urine? ”

The leaders laughed, and the Ground-Stepping Dragon seemed to feel a lot more relieved.

After the banquet and meeting was over and the leaders all said goodbye and returned to the camp, the leading knight who had originally come to report to the Eagle Lord came to the Eagle Lord again and said in a low voice: "My lord, it is true that the Dengfeng Tartars are not strictly guarded, but relying on these rabble, even if they take Dengfeng, how much momentum can they create?" How long can you drag the Tartars who are going south from Beijing? ”

The eagle master took a sip of tea steadily: "You don't have to hold it for long, two months is enough, maybe it won't be that long." As long as the work is done on the side of the criminal master, our task will be completed. ”

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In the early morning of the next day, Jia Yundong, the commander of Dengfeng County, and Wang Liansheng, the garrison of the green battalion stationed in Dengfeng County, were woken up in their sleep by sudden warning signals one after another: a large number of foreign bandits were found in all directions, and they were rushing towards Dengfeng County.

Both of them were frightened into a cold sweat, they didn't expect that the foreign bandit Kou, who had been suppressed not long ago, would dare to take the initiative to attack the county seat, and immediately hurriedly arranged the city defense while sending messengers to Henan Mansion to report the emergency.

This time, however, the foreign bandits came too quickly. Before the messengers in the city even had time to get on the road, the surging crowds of people from all directions had already blocked the four gates of the county seat.