Chapter 2: Betrayal (8I)

Walking on the black soil, which had begun to harden, the sound of horses' hooves and people's footsteps was noisy and annoying. More than 7,000 cavalry and more than 20,000 foot soldiers came out of the morning mist, one by one dejected and listless.

There are no cities or villages within a radius of more than 20 miles. But the minions still walked timidly as if they were afraid of disturbing the people. Occasionally, a few crows chirped, and everyone turned pale in fright. Occasionally, a wolf howl came from behind the mist, and the expression on their faces became even more panicked, as if they had arrived in the Netherworld, and their whole bodies began to tremble.

"Brother Ge, we can't go on hiding like this anymore. Otherwise, once they encounter the official army, the brothers will not be able to fight at all! Yang Gongqing grabbed the horse's head, waited until Ge Qian, who was walking not far behind him, and several other village owners followed, and reminded everyone in a low voice.

"Hey, if you don't hide, you can't do it, once the old thief Yang turns around and pounces back, how can we beat him with this little bit of soldiers and horses!" Ge Qian, the nominal coach of this team, sighed, and his voice was full of tiredness and helplessness in his answer.

This time the northward advance was completely defeated, and the defeat was in a blur. Everyone traveled thousands of miles to attack Lucheng, but they just saw the blue-gray city wall, and before they could even open the formation, they heard the news that Wang Bo of Zhishilang had been defeated. Immediately afterwards, Sun Xuanya was captured, Liu Chunsheng was killed, Liu Badao's life and death were uncertain, Wupu and Raoyang were lost one after another, and bad news came from the south one after another. If it weren't for the fact that everyone saw the opportunity quickly, it is estimated that the ending at this moment would be like Gao Shida, the Duke of the East China Sea, who was blocked in a small valley next to Wupu County, with no way to go to the sky and no way to enter.

From the moment when Wang Bo of Zhishilang sent people to risk their lives to deliver the news of the defeat, the heroes who attacked Lucheng decisively retreated. But in order to avoid being blocked by Yang Yichen's old thief, everyone did not dare to swagger along the official road like when they went north. And these paths in the countryside that were trodden by the people have been abandoned for too long, and it is both exhausting and laborious to walk.

Even so, everyone still walked in fear. The slightest wind and grass will be suspicious. And God can't get along with everyone, and every morning the mist falls. There always seem to be tens of thousands of soldiers and horses hidden behind the fog, and they will give everyone a fatal blow at any time.

As if joking with everyone, a fierce sound of horses' hooves suddenly exploded from the hill in front of them, from far and near. "It's over! Li Zhongjian! Ge Qian and the others, who were sighing at each other, immediately pressed the handle of the knife with their hands, their faces turned from white to blue, and some turned to gray.

The minions also immediately blew up the camp, lying on top and pretending to be dead. Fleeing for his life, crying for his father and calling his mother, embarrassed.

Only Yang Gongqing remained calm, he listened attentively, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't panic, everyone. It was the scout I sent out last night. Don't panic, everyone, it's your own people, your own people, don't let arrows go indiscriminately! โ€

"Your own people, don't panic, don't let go of arrows!" Several bandits on horseback put their hands to their mouths and shouted in unison.

Hearing the shout, the minions who were so nervous that their hairs stood on end stopped shooting indiscriminately, but the feathered arrows in their hands were still on the bowstring, alert to every move behind the mist. Soon, the sound of the frightened horse's hooves began to slow down and become stable, and several light horsemen covered in "white smoke" pierced through the mist and stood on the mound not far away to salute Yang Gongqing.

"Report! Yang Shuai, no officers and soldiers were found near Shipaidu, and there were no big boats passing through the Yongji Canal! Although the crowd was scared half to death, the sound of the scout sounded like a Buddha singing in the ears.

"Whew!" Several village owners breathed a sigh of relief, removed their hands from the hilt of the knife, raised their heads and chests, and looked around, as if the morning light on the horizon had begun to brighten.

"Is there any movement in the defenders of Qingchi City? Are there any officers and troops near Nanpi City? Yang Gongqing frowned and asked loudly.

"The defenders of Qingchi City are still closed. Nanpi City? The scout hesitated for a moment, then gasped and replied, "The subordinates haven't rushed back from there yet, and the news can't be determined!" โ€

"Investigate again, report the situation quickly!" Yang Gongqing waved his hand and ordered.

"Yes!" The scout jumped onto his horse, and his figure slowly disappeared behind the faint yellowish mist. Yang Gongqing watched him leave, looked back at his own brothers who were crumbling on the war horse, and then looked at Ge Qian, Wang Jinbao, Zhang Jinshu and other village owners with blank faces, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Hey! โ€

"Hey! People can't fight for their lives! Hearing Yang Gongqing's sigh, Tianwei General Ge Qian sighed and agreed. He hadn't recovered from the blow of defeat, and he always suspected that General Li was a martial artist sent by God to clean up everyone. This mentality has a great impact on morale, but it is this army that has the highest prestige and the most weighty words.

"It's not fate, it's that everyone underestimates the surname Li!" Yang Gongqing was much younger than Ge Qian and was very dissatisfied with his decadence. "If we do it again, we won't end up so miserable!"

"Coming back?" Ge Qian shook his horse, baring his teeth. "I said, Brother Yang, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. If the chief scoop and Liu Badao can't escape, who will dare to pick this leader in the future. If you want me to say that everyone should return to Douzigang (original word: Lu Kang) as soon as possible to avoid the limelight, lest the surname Li go crazy and chase him to the plains. Don't you have Wang Bo's people saying that guy is already red-eyed and kills all the captives, young and old! โ€

"To die is to die, who in this world can live forever?" Yang Gongqing pouted and shook his head. He looked down on Ge Qian's frost-beaten appearance. If you miss, you will miss, and everyone has not missed a hand since the beginning of raising troops. If you get a little setback, you hide in the big salt of Douzigang, when will you be able to get out in this life?

"Hey!" Ge Qian could see the disdain on Yang Gongqing's face, sighed briefly, and tilted his head to the side. Yang Gongqing said lightly, how can the vitality of the cottages be restored in a short period of time. Since last year, it has become difficult to recruit minions, and the surname Li is now known for being fierce. Knowing that if they lose, they will lose their heads, who wants to take any more risks? Besides, even if the big and small masters have the heart to find a little bit of ground, the minions may not be willing to follow.

"Doing what we do is to survive in death! The officers and soldiers may not be able to kill back for a while, and even if they do, taking the official road will save physical strength than taking the mountain road. Besides, if we really fight head-on, we may not necessarily be the opponents of the official army! Yang Gongqing ignored Geqian's feelings and continued to try to persuade the village owners to take the main road instead. He was adventurous by nature, and he became famous by risking attacks on Yang Guang's chariot and snatching the royal horses and baggage. At present, among the Hebei heroes, his power is not large, but he must not be underestimated. Especially the cavalry under his command, the action can definitely be described by the words "coming and going like the wind". Yang Gongqing often made unexpected moves with the speed of the cavalry, and except for this attack on Lucheng without success, he was almost invincible at other times.

"But the one surnamed Li is too powerful. You calculate, since he came to Hebei, how many masters have fallen into the hands of this person. Now he has colluded with Yang Yichen's old guy again. If we are unlucky, we just run into ...... head-on" Ge Qian didn't look at Yang Gongqing, and complained in a low voice to the other village owners. (NGZ buys out the work, please do not reprint)

"That's it, that's it, this kid has had a lot of luck recently, let's not mess with him for the time being, and we'll talk about it when his luck is over!" The Xiaozhai advocates Jin Shu, Wang Jinbao and others who came with them echoed one after another. Their strength is far inferior to that of the famous masters such as Yang, Gao, and Wang, so they can only choose one of them to rely on. At present, Ge Qian is far more low-key than Yang Gongqing, so everyone is closer to him.

"Tell everyone to go faster, and strive to get to Yanshan before tomorrow night!" Ge Qian saw that everyone was very face-saving, and raised his voice like a demonstration, ordering.

Yanshan is in the north of Bohai County, and it is deserted and wooded. When the heroes of the green forest rushed there, they were basically out of danger. If the official army comes to intercept and kill, the owners of the large and small villages only need to be broken into pieces, and take their subordinates to drill the ravines and enter the forests with their subordinates, so as to ensure that they will not be wiped out.

"yes, we're going to have to hold on tight. The day will soon be dawn, and there will be nothing to hide in the wilderness! The owners of the village responded with a lot of tongues. In the blink of an eye, the command of the south and north tones sounded in the crowd, "Ma slip, run!" "Hurry up, don't tie a scale to your belly!" "Be a little smart, be a little bit, haven't eaten......."

Listening to the orders of the village owners, Yang Gongqing felt bored in his heart. It is no wonder that Wang Bo and Gao Shida both collapsed in a battle, and it is strange to partner with this kind of soil bag and be undefeated. "Brethren, brace your spirits and make your way to the front!" He proudly opened his throat, greeted loudly, and then shook the reins of the horse, leaving Ge Qian and the others behind him in an instant.

When the horse thieves, who were still sleepy-eyed, heard Yang Gongqing's call, they shivered and immediately instigated their mounts to follow. There was a great confusion as the mounds descended, and the minions who had no horses choked on the smoke and dust stirred up by the horses' hooves, coughing and cursing. But the horse thieves turned a deaf ear, and in the blink of an eye, they left their allies behind.

If it weren't for the speed of taking care of everyone, Yang Gongqing and the seven thousand horse thieves under his command would have disappeared long ago, and two legs could not outrun four legs, which is the last word that is not easy for eternity. But Yang Gongqing knew that he couldn't do this himself, what he needed now was connections, and only by bringing everyone, no matter what he could afford to look down on, back to his nest safely, his Yangzi banner could be established. At present, the king of Zhishilang is down, the life and death of Gao Shida, the prince of the East China Sea, is uncertain, and on the entire Hebei Green Forest Road, except for the death-fearing ghost Geqian, the fame and strength can be compared with him Yang Gongqing, and it is almost impossible to find it again.

This is a godsend! Hebei Lvlin can't be as famous as the Wagang Army, because there are too many famous big bosses, so they can't be integrated into one place. After experiencing the murderous demon king Li Xu and the old horseman Yang Yichen, Yang Gongqing saw that the sky above his head was clear.

The breeze chased the fast horse and sent me to the high post. The autumn sun rises from the mountains, and the mist immediately dissipates like smoke. At this time, it was the end of autumn, and the four fields after the fog cleared were unusually empty. As far as the eye can see, you can see the golden clouds on the horizon, rolling up and drifting comfortably. This is the day that belongs to Haojie, and only those who adapt can show their talents. Those who have no ability, no guts and no insight are only worthy of heroes as stepping stones to their rise.

"Big boss, do we have to carry these burdens?" Military advisor Cui Chengxiu chased after him from behind and reminded Yang Gongqing in his ear. Like Yang Gongqing, from the day of the retreat, the horse thieves began to look at the minions of several other families unpleasantly. If it weren't for the fear of people poking their backbones in the back, they would have wanted to abandon them a long time ago.

"Well, these people are still useful!" Yang Gongqing suddenly grabbed the horse's head and stood on the top of a mound. Thousands of light horsemen immediately stopped, forming a multi-column arc behind them. The movements are clean and uniform. In terms of morale alone, it is definitely not comparable with several other soldiers.

Yang Gongqing nodded with satisfaction, and his gaze swept over the young faces illuminated by the morning sun. They are all the same age as him, and they are all very skilled. If he can't build a career in the troubled times with such a group of brothers, how can he Yang Gongqing call himself a hero?

"Please give a lecture!" Cui Chengxiu seemed to guess and understood Yang Gongqing's thoughts, and shouted loudly.

"Greetings to the boss!" The horse thieves crossed their hands and were rude, and the response was like thunder. The other owners of the village, who were eating the soil far behind, heard it, and their eyes were burning with envy. Compared with the soldiers and horses in the hands of these people, everyone is basically a group of farmers who have just put down their hoes, and Yang Gongqing's department is a regular official army. Even the soldiers of the Great Sui Mansion may not be so elite.

"Whew!" Tianwei General Ge Qian puffed up white smoke from his nostrils and shook his head in dissatisfaction. "Brother Yang loves to show off, don't pay attention to him, hurry up and pass under the slope. If he has the ability, he will pick Li Zhongjian, and if he has the ability, he will pick Luo Yi's tiger and iron horse! โ€

"Brothers, do you say, 'Have we lost the wind this time?' As if hearing Ge Qian's slander, Yang Gongqing bathed in the autumn morning light and questioned everyone loudly.

He couldn't bear it any longer, no matter whether he took the big road or the small road, this army and horses could be out of danger in two days. This is his last chance, and if he doesn't grasp it, he will regret it in the future.

"Lost wind?" Someone didn't understand the question. Running for hundreds of miles without finding anything, and being forced to flee in embarrassment by the situation, is indeed a loss of wind. But Yang Da obviously didn't want this answer, this point was clear to the owners of the village who looked up at the bottom of the hill, and the horse thieves under Yang Gongqing's command knew even better.

"Nope!" Cui Chengxiu responded loudly with dozens of personal soldiers.

"I can't hear what you're saying!" Yang Gongqing put his hand to his ear and deliberately pretended to be old and deaf.

"No, no, no!" The seven thousand horse thieves raised their arms and shouted, and the hearts of the people were stirred to listen.

The other minions, who were listless, heard the cry and involuntarily quickened their pace. Yes, nothing was gained on this trip, but it really can't be regarded as a loss of wind. At least everyone evacuated alive, and the other two soldiers and horses are still unpredictable.

"In the past, it was the dog officers who took the initiative to attack, and we were tired of parrying, but this time we took the initiative to attack, and we have taken several cities in a row. Although the other two brothers have suffered setbacks, we are still there, we have traveled more than 800 miles, so that the dog officials have seen our strength, and they dare not sleep in peace! You say, did the dog officials lose, or did we lose? Yang Gongqing waved his fists and expressed his strength in a way that everyone could understand.

"Dog officer! Dog officer! Dog officer! The spirit of the horse thieves was completely mobilized, and they raised their arms and shouted together.

"If the dog officer stands in our way home, do you dare to fight?" Yang Gongqing saw that the morale was available, and quickly changed the topic.

"Fight, fight, fight!" Not only were the horse thieves on the mountain teased by Yang Gongqing's enthusiasm, but even the other tired minions under the hill were also infected by his passion, brandishing all kinds of weapons and responding loudly.

"Okay, today I will take you to fight a bloody road, no matter who stops in front, kill them all, and never back down!" Yang Gongqing drew out a horizontal knife and slashed in the sunlight, drawing a bright arc in the autumn wind.

"Never back down, never back down!" Four thousand horse thieves, more than 10,000 minions, shouted with red faces. They are very relieved that at this moment, there is a hero who dares to take responsibility to stand up and show everyone the way forward.

"Okay, let's make a meal under this mound this morning, and eat first. An hour later, he got up and hurried. My brethren are in front, and you are behind. Let's split a way home, God blocks and kills God, and ghosts block and kills ghosts! โ€

"God blocks and kills God, and ghosts block and kills ghosts! God blocks and kills God, and ghosts block and kill ghosts! The minions responded like madmen, ignoring the fact that their respective owners were around. After a few days, this kind of gutter-like days annoyed them. Whatever the officers and soldiers are in the way, just kill them. There are clouds in front of you for a long time, what are you still afraid of the officials and soldiers doing?

No one asked for the opinions of the village owners such as Xie Geqian and Wang Jinbao, and many small leaders took their own initiative and began to distribute very limited military rations to their subordinates. Tired and frustrated sighs were gone, replaced by smiles and cheers. This team has regained its vitality, whether Ge Qian and the others are happy or unhappy, the development of the situation is no longer controlled by a few of them.

"Ge, Ge is in charge, and the surname Yang doesn't take you seriously!" Zhang Jinshu was angry and paused to complain.

"Brother Yang has the ability, let him play to his heart's content. At this time, it is not easy for him to stay and advance and retreat with us! Ge Qian suddenly became very tolerant and responded with a smile.

"He's just taking advantage of the fire!" Zhang Jinshu saw that he couldn't provoke Geqian, and hated and scolded.

"At present, we must focus on the overall situation, after all, Brother Yang has a lot of cavalry, and he is inseparable from exploring the road and inquiring about the movements of the officers and soldiers." Ge Qian shook his head, his eyes seemed to have insight into everything in the world. "Donghai Gong is probably gone!" He let out another sigh, then jumped off his horse and led his mount slowly towards a stream below the hill.

In early winter, the stream has not yet frozen, but it is cold to the bone. Ge Qian first let the mount have his fill, then took a few handfuls of cold water and poured it on his face, and then, pulling out a broken nail from his palm, he endured the piercing pain and gently lowered it into the stream.

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