At this time, the square was already in chaos, some people thought that the Song Dynasty was going to find an opportunity to kill and was uneasy, and some people were scolding in Sichuan Yin, rolling up their sleeves and looking like they were ready to collide with the officials of Erlang God. More people looked at Zhang Qibo on the altar, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

Volume 1: The North Wind Gradually Becomes Uneven, Chapter 7: The Wind Breaks the Grass

Zhang Alang pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to silence everyone, and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, please be calm and don't be impatient, Erlang Shenjun is above, we have no intention of rebelling when we gather here, and I will send an apprentice to explain the reason, and let all the villagers go home safely." After speaking, he assigned a disciple to find the person in charge of the Song Army on the periphery to communicate the situation, and he turned around and entered the Erlang Temple to find Wei Qi and others to discuss countermeasures.

As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, he was surrounded by the anxious Northern Han people, Wei Wei raised his hand to stop the rest of the people from talking, and said first: "This time, Qi Bo was also caught off guard, according to my judgment, it must be you and I who have sent a traitor to the Song Dynasty to ventilate the news, and now we are all under the protection of Qi Bo's wings, how to act is only up to Qi Bo's arrangement." After speaking, he looked at Zhang Alang and waited for him to speak.

Zhang Alang's face was ashamed, and he arched his hand and said: "Thank you General Wei for your trust, it is my sin for failing to take care of your distinguished guests." For the sake of the ........" He pondered for a long time, as if he had made a great determination, and said: "I Guan Kou Erlang Temple west of the Minjiang River, there is a small road behind the temple is the temple keeper daily fetching water often walks, outsiders do not know much, Wang Anke took the generals to take the path down the Minjiang River, there is a bamboo raft in my temple by the river, the generals can go down the river and escape from here." ”

Wei Wei was still thinking about it, and suddenly he heard the noise outside the temple again, and Zhang Alang said deeply to Wei Wei: "I still have to go outside to appease the villagers, so I won't send you generals." Say goodbye here, may Erlang God Bless you with good fortune. With that, he turned and left in a whirlwind.

When I came to the temple, I looked at it, and Zhang Alang was quite deep and lenient, and I couldn't help but be completely torn apart, the disciple who was sent to explain the reason to the Song army who surrounded the temple was actually cut off and put back, and his face was pale now, and blood kept pouring out of his head. As soon as he saw Zhang Alang, he knelt down and cried: "Master, the outside has been surrounded by thousands of soldiers, and the general who took the lead said, we only have to obey orders." The ears of the disciples were cut off and eaten alive by this fellow!"

Zhang Alang stroked his disciple's shoulder and sighed: "Zhang Yu, you are an honest person who works as a farmer at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, and it is for your teacher that you are suffering from this flying disaster." He raised his head and looked at the villagers who were at a loss below, muttered for a long time, and said to his disciples: "You are the same as me, you are all villagers in the vicinity, you just need to scatter among the villagers, and no one will betray you for the sake of the teacher, and the Song people will not be able to kill these thousands of villagers." It's just that someone has to take the lead in this trip, and since it is for the teacher to serve as the main sacrifice of this Erlang Divine Monarch, there will be a teacher to bear it. ”

All the disciples knelt down together, and Zhang Yu cried and shouted: "Master, even if we fight for our lives, we must ensure the safety of our master." ”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Alang said with a stern face: "I am the prayer of the Erlang Divine Monarch, and everyone knows it within a radius of 100 miles, even if it is for the teacher to cover up his short body, will the Governor Mansion let him go as a teacher." You are different, you should keep a useful body and serve Erlang Shenjun. After speaking, he suddenly remembered something again, and said: "In the future, the main sacrifice of Gukou Erlang will be borne by your senior brother Wang, and you all have to be good to assist him. After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and let the disciples leave.

Seeing a group of disciples slowly blending into the villagers, Zhang Alang loudly persuaded the villagers to squat on the ground according to the requirements of the officials and soldiers, stand in front of Erlang's divine position, and wait for Song soldiers to come in and arrest them. The disciples looked at him with tears in their eyes, his lonely figure standing in front of the raging sacrificial fire, his expression was solemn, and his spirit was as unique as that of the Divine Monarch of Erlang Kou.

After all the villagers squatted on the ground for a while, only the Song soldiers armed with swords, shields, crossbows and arrows entered the field, they would first occupy the four corners of the square and the altar, and tie Zhang Alang, who knew that he was the leader of the bandits, with his hands tied to the side, to confirm that the villagers here would not resist and there was no danger, and then invite the lord to enter the square.

After a while, a Song general with a helmet and a knife on his waist strode in, he walked up to Zhang Alang, looked at him, and asked sharply: "Are you the demon Zhang Alang who gathered a crowd to make trouble and colluded with the Northern Han Dynasty?"

Zhang Alang raised his head and said loudly: "I am a tea farmer at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, and Zhang Alang, the chief priest of Guankou Erlang Temple." After speaking, he stared at this Song general and listened to what he said.

Unexpectedly, this Song Jiang laughed cruelly and said, "That's right." He actually pulled out his waist knife, and with a slash, he actually cut off the head of Zhang Qibo, who was expected by tens of thousands of Shu people, in public, only to see a stream of blood arrows rushing out of the sky, and the body stood for a long time before falling down.

The underground villagers and Zhang Alang's disciples didn't expect that Qi Bo would be beheaded so easily, and they all immediately shouted, and the Song army, who was watching from the side, immediately rushed into the door, escorted several villagers who made the most trouble to the sidelines, and cut off their heads on the spot, and the rest of the villagers who were shocked did not dare to make a sound, then the Song general proudly announced loudly: "Zhang Alang, a stubborn citizen in Chaguan County, bewitched the people with evil words, formed a party and plotted rebellion, and was killed by me on the spot." ”

When Zhang Qibo was beheaded by the Song generals, Wang Anzheng led the Northern Han people to walk the path behind the temple, only listening to the life on the side of the temple, but he didn't know what happened? He walked in front with Wang Gui, and the Song army guarded the big and small roads around the temple, but they didn't know this shortcut that only a few people knew. It was Wang An and the people of the Northern Han Dynasty who came to the Minjiang River safe and sound. Ordering the five sect members who had been waiting here for a long time to prepare the boats, Wang An turned to Wei Wei and said, "General Wei, the little one will send you here, you can go down the river and find a dock without soldiers to dock, you take care." As he spoke, he hugged his fists and said goodbye to everyone.

Wei Wei patted him on the shoulder and thanked: "Thank you Xiao Qibo for leading the way, if there is a place where we need to wait in the future, I will open my mouth." Everyone in the Northern Han Dynasty also agreed, everyone knew that since their whereabouts were exposed, this trip was already a life of nine deaths, no longer mother-in-law, although most of them did not know water, but strode on the bamboo raft. The members of the Erlang God Sect propped the boat off the land, reached the center of the river, and went down the river. At that time, the moonlight was dim, if there was no firelight, there was no human figure a hundred steps away, and the Song army besieging the Erlang Temple did not find the bamboo raft in the river.

After about two sticks of incense, Wei Wei nodded, Wang Gui smiled and took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and handed it to the boatman, saying, "This captain is hard, you can choose to send me ashore." ”

At first, the captain said that he would not pray for the money of the guests, and then he was not strong enough for Wang Gui, so he took it with great gratitude, raised the pole and vigorously pushed the raft towards the river beach. The people on the boat had already been shaking carefully on the water, and when they saw that they were getting closer to land, they couldn't help but let out a long breath.

At this moment, several long arrows suddenly came from the back of the boat, one of which hit the captain in the chest, and the captain suddenly fell into the water. It turned out that the Song army didn't know how to learn the whereabouts of the Northern Han people, and chased them by boat.

The boat lost its support and immediately started to spin by the river, Wei Wei and Wang Gui and others no one knew how to make a raft, so they could only watch the boat that Song Jun was riding slippery and getting closer and closer. Only Wu Yingying picked up the bamboo pole dropped by the captain, killed twice, and then propped up the bamboo raft and swung it towards the shore. The arrows released by the Song army in the rear became more and more dense, and Wei Wei and others took out the swords they carried with them to shoot arrows, desperately protecting Wu Yingying who was supporting the raft.

Suddenly, the Song army stopped firing arrows, and the Northern Han people did not know why, and Wu Yingying desperately pushed the boat to the shore and tidal flats. A voice came across the river: "My general admires General Wei as a man, if you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you can save your life." ”

For a time, in addition to Wu Yingying, who was playing with his life to support the raft, everyone in the Northern Han Dynasty looked at Wei Wei, after five generations of chaos, it was common for generals to serve the monarchs of several dynasties, and it was rare to be loyal to a country and a monarch.

Wei Wei stared at the back, only to see the vague shadow of the Song army in the night gradually obvious, the soldiers with bows and arrows stood on the bow of the boat, and said calmly to the people around him: "Wei Mou's life has been torn apart, and life and death have already been put on the line, if you don't want to, you can hand over my head to General Song." Everyone was ashamed, and Wang Gui said: "The tiger general can not descend to the rats, and I am willing to fight to the death with General Wei." ”

At this moment, only to hear Wu Yingying's cheers, the bamboo raft paused heavily, several Northern Han soldiers could not stand and fell off the bamboo raft, but felt that there was only a shallow layer of water, and their feet had stood on the soft sand, and it turned out that the bamboo raft had landed.

"Don't go quickly!" Wei Wei snorted, since he did not surrender, everyone hurriedly hugged the master general and got off the bamboo raft, and ran desperately towards the woods on the shore.

The Song army did not expect that the people of the Northern Han Dynasty would not surrender in such a situation of disparity, and the main general gave an order, and the seven or eight bows and crossbows on the bow of the ship fired arrows, but most of them missed, and the remaining few that shot slightly accurately were cut down by the fleeing Northern Han soldiers. Most of the Song army were northerners, and they didn't know how to water, so they had no skills to do at the moment, so they had to slash the boating people with the back of their knives and scold them for rowing quickly.