Just after Yang Mo's cannon exploded in the sky, countless torches suddenly lit up on both sides behind the Liangshan army's death, instantly dispelling the darkness on both sides.

In the firelight, it also reflected the two armies hidden in the darkness, and the number of people in each army was at least about 10,000, and the total number of the two armies was as much as 20,000.

No one knows when they were ambushed outside this Quang Binh province, and only then did they suddenly appear.

These soldiers wore gray military uniforms, stood like pines with spears in their hands, arranged in a neat phalanx, and looked solemnly at the Liangshan army that was driven by Yang Mo alone.

In the eyes of these soldiers, you can faintly see the disdain that is revealed from time to time, which is a kind of battle-hardened veteran's eyes that look at rookies.

The most special thing is that around the necks of these soldiers, they are all tied with red short scarves, which are bright colors, as if dyed with blood.

When these two armies appeared so unexpectedly, on the city wall of Guangping Mansion, Cheng Taishou's face was hundred, and he pointed to the trembling city and said: "Red...... Red Turban Army! ”

As the Taishou of the Great Song Dynasty, Cheng Wanli knows more about the Red Turban Army than others, and since the rise of this road of thieves, it has only been more than two years since the control of the northwest of the Great Song Dynasty was completely eroded.

It's just that this anti-thief behaves quite strangely, only occupying rural towns for development, but never attacking big cities, and has not officially raised the anti-flag, leaving a layer of skin for the officialdom.

As a result, the entire officialdom in the northwest of the Great Song Dynasty knew that the gaffe was irretrievable, but they all united to hide it from the officials, and no one dared to pierce the cover.

Compared with Cheng Taishou, although Song Jiang had heard of the Red Turban Army, he didn't know much about it, and seeing that the 20,000 army surrounded him, he had a trace of naïve fantasy in his heart.

"All the heroes of the Red Turban Army, in the Song River of Xialiang Mountain, are all heroes who kill officials and rebel, rob the rich and help the poor, and the Taoist priest who is chasing and killing us is the lackey of the Song Court, and I hope you heroes will help us."

As soon as he finished saying this, the Liangshan cavalry foot soldiers who were fleeing in a hurry, as well as the heroes who were protecting him, all stopped, wanting to hear how the Red Turban Army reacted.

At this time, Yang Mo actually stopped, with a playful look in his eyes, looking at Song Jiang who was still struggling to the death.

"Haha! Hero? When did our Red Turban Army become heroes, the mission of our Red Turban Army is to protect the country and the country, punish the evil and eliminate the traitors, so that the world will return to the bright future, and the poor are no longer only a place to stand! ”

With a gruff voice, a man in a scarlet cloak and armor rode to the front of the military formation on the left outside the city.

Others were not familiar with this man, but Yang Mo recognized him at a glance, this man was not Chen Dadong, who had not seen him in the past three years.

Although his face is full of weather, he is still much more mature, not as immature as he was three years ago, and he has more of the majesty of the superior, but his appearance is still familiar.

As soon as Chen Dadong's voice ended, the large array of the Red Turban Army on the right suddenly lined up neatly, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves came, and at least 2,000 cavalry roared out, lining up a neat charging formation in front of the formation.

I saw that from those cavalry, a general wearing silver armor rode out, and the general looked at the direction of the Liangshan army, and lifted his helmet, but it was a beautiful female general.

The female general was holding two steel knives, staring at Song Jiang with her eyes and saying loudly: "Song Jiang, do you remember my Hu Sanniang!" ”

When the first male general finished speaking, Song Jiang already felt bad, but when he looked at Hu Sanniang's murderous intent on her delicate face, his face was already dead, and his legs trembled.

And the Red Turban Army naturally wouldn't give Song Jiang time to regret it, Chen Dadong waved his saber and said loudly: "Red Turban Army, prepare to fight!" ”

"Fight! War! War! ”

With the shouting, a low drum sounded, and the pikemen in the front row of the Red Turban Army were seen to repel and half-crouch down, revealing countless archers with longbows in the back row.

"Wind! Wind! Wind! ”

After three neat shouts, the Red Turban Army on both sides instantly flew out two dense arrows, shooting into the Liangshan Army formation like rain.

After that, there were two more shouts, accompanied by two waves of arrows and a salvo, and the Liangshan soldiers who shot suddenly turned on their backs and screamed again and again.

Immediately after, another low horn sounded in the red turban formation, and Chen Dadong rode a horse and ran in front of the formation and shouted.

"Soldiers! Our Red Turban Army annihilated the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty and defeated the Western Xia alien race, in order to let the people of the world no longer suffer, and we must not let go of these evil Liangshan thieves, today everyone will join me to kill the thieves! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

With a neat sound, the pikemen phalanx lined up in a battle formation, stepped on neat steps, raised their spears, and killed towards Liangshan step by step.

On the other side, Hu Sanniang took one last look at Song Jiang, then put on her iron helmet again, waved her double knives in her hand and shouted: "Rangers, charge with me!" ”

At the sound of an order, all the cavalry pulled up the reins of their horses and began to charge towards the Liangshan military formation, and the horses moved faster and faster, until in the end only the thunderous sound of horses' hooves was left.

At this time, Yang Mo was standing in the middle of the field, quietly watching the battle in front of him, and beside him, there was a circle of arrows broken into two sections.

On the second day of April in the second year of Xuanhe, the Red Turban Army in the northwest of the Great Song Dynasty broke through to Guangping Mansion and annihilated 10,000 troops and horses from Liangshan who attacked Guangping Mansion.

In this battle, more than 20 leaders were killed in Liangshan, and Song Jiang, the leader of the thieves, was captured alive by the Red Turban Army and beheaded in front of Guangping Mansion.

At the same time, Lu Junyi's troops who attacked Dongchang on the other side of Liangshan, after hearing the news of the destruction of Song Jiang all the way, they could not care about attacking Guangchang again, and they could not hold Liangshan by collecting troops.

On the day after the war, Yang Mo, under the leadership of a Red Turban Army guard, walked into the big tent of the Red Turban Army generals outside Guangping Mansion.

At the moment when Yang Mo stepped into the big tent, he saw that the leader of the Red Turban Army, who was known as the King of the East, had red eyes, stood up directly from the handsome position, and actually stepped forward and knelt down in front of Yang Mo.

At the same time, Hu Sanniang, the female general of the Red Turban Army cavalry, also knelt down with her.

"Master!"

"Eun Gong!"

After the two voices sounded, the generals of the Red Turban Army who were sitting on both sides of the big tent were taken aback, and they all looked at the beautiful Taoist priest who looked like a teenager.

There is no kneeling salute in the Red Turban Army, so that their leader can perform this big salute, what kind of sacredness is this young Taoist priest.

"I haven't seen you for three years, and you're already the leader of millions of soldiers and civilians, so you can't do this to me."

"One day as a teacher and a lifelong father, I Chen Dadong can have today's creation, all thanks to the teacher's teaching, in the past three years, I have only one wish, that is, to really worship the master."

Chen Dadong's voice was sincere, not like he was acting at all, which suddenly made Yang Mo's heart welled up.

"Okay, Dadong, you have such an achievement, if I push back again, it will be too hypocritical, from today on, you are my real apprentice, according to the teacher's generation, to your generation is a Xuanzi, from today you will be called Chen Xuandong."

As soon as Yang Mo finished speaking, Chen Dadong back then, and Chen Xuandong today served the apprenticeship tea with a happy face, and completed the apprenticeship ceremony in a short way.

After Yang Mo looked left and right, he asked Chen Xuandong a little strangely: "Why don't you see the Erdong people, didn't they come together?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chen Xuandong with a painful look on his face and said: "Two years ago, when he was developing his power in the countryside, Erdong was denounced by a wealthy family and arrested and interrogated by the government. ”

Yang Mo's expression was gloomy when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of Erdong's appearance, the little Taoist boy who was by his side all day long, asked this and that curiously, he would never see him again in this life.

He lamented and said: "I hope that the morning sun will always shine on my land, and don't forget the blood of the martyrs." ”

As soon as he said this, not only Chen Xuandong burst into tears, but even the other generals of the Red Turban Army were also red-eyed.

"Master, we are going to attack Liangshan next, but the water is too wide, and the Red Turban Army is still fighting with the Western Xia Army in the Yellow River, and we won't be able to catch up for a while, how should this be."

After the grief, Chen Xuandong spoke about the current difficulties.

"Leave it to me." Looking at the direction of Liang Shanbo, Yang Mo said with great confidence.

On the ninth day of April in the second year of Xuanhe, the Red Turban Army waved its division to attack Liangshan Dazhai, and the leader of the Red Turban Army, Chen Xuandong, respected Qing Yuzi with a single sword, close to a leaf Bian Boat to break the Liangshan Water Army.

In this battle, Qing Yuzi killed hundreds of Liangshan water troops, and killed Ruan Xiaoer, Ruan Xiaowu, Ruan Xiaoqi, Li Jun, Tong Wei, and Tong Meng, the generals of Liangshan Boshui Army, which opened the most important step for the Red Turban Army to attack Liangshan.

At the beginning of April, when the Red Turban Army officially attacked Liangshan Dazhai, Qing Yuzi broke through the village with a single sword and helped the Red Turban Army to attack the Liangshan Juyi Hall all the way.

In the Juyi Hall, when the others were fighting, Yang Mo faced a Taoist who was wearing gossip clothes and had a beard on his face, which was none other than Sun Sheng, the dragon who entered the clouds.

Seeing the tragic deaths of the heroes around him, Gongsun Sheng looked strange and said, "It shouldn't be like this!" It shouldn't be! ”

Yang Mo waved his long sword and said mockingly: "Why shouldn't this be!" ”

When Gongsun Sheng heard this, he looked at Yang Mo angrily and said, "Demon, you must be that demon!" ”

After Gongsun Sheng finished speaking, he took out a cyan gourd from his arms, pulled out the plug and pointed at Yang Mo and said, "Disease!" ”

When he said that it was too late, he saw a cyan electric light shoot out from the mouth of the gourd, and attacked Yang Mo directly.

Seeing this cyan thunderbolt shooting towards him, Yang Mo's expression was horrified, and he hurriedly wanted to dodge, but how could he dodge the thunder and lightning so fast, the whole person was hit by the thunder and lightning on the spot.

And at the moment when Yang Mo was concentrated, a vague sphere vaguely appeared beside him, as if blocking the cyan thunder and lightning for a moment.

But even so, Yang Mo was still struck seven or eight feet away by this thunderbolt on the spot, and after landing, he not only spit blood from his mouth, his breath was weak, but he also exuded a scorched aura.

At the same time, Luo Zhenren, who was meditating in Jizhou Erxian Mountain, looked puzzled: "I actually used the Qinggang Divine Thunder, did I meet someone in the same way?" ”

But immediately after, in the void, a black lightning bolt suddenly appeared and hit the Purple Void, the lightning completely ignored all objects, and the target was directly Guanluo Zhenren.

Seeing this, Luo Zhenren was shocked and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! How could it be ......"

Before Luo Zhenren finished speaking, he was struck by the black lightning, and then turned into nothingness without a sound, as if he had never appeared in this world.

Three days later, the Red Turban Army went to the outside of Quang Binh Mansion, and the Guangping Mansion was too guarded to surrender without a fight, and the Red Turban Army completely occupied Quang Binh Mansion.

In the Taishou Mansion, Yang Mo was lying on the bed, and said weakly to Cheng Wan'er, who was visiting him: "Girl, I hope you will find a wishful husband as soon as possible." ”

Yang Mo said, and in the eyes of Cheng Wan'er and all the red turban soldiers, he turned into a white light and disappeared.

At the end of April, Chen Xuandong assumed the name of a disciple of the saint of the upper realm, and officially established the state in Guangping Mansion and became the king, and the country was called Qian.

In the 7th year of Xuanhe, in 1125 AD, Chen Xuandong led the army of Daqian to break through Kaifeng, Tokyo, Northern Song Dynasty, and the Northern Song Dynasty perished.

In 1131 AD, Chen Xuandong's army fought a decisive battle with Fangla in Huizhou, annihilated Fangla's army, unified the Central Plains, and officially proclaimed the emperor.

In 1139 AD, the Great Qian's army destroyed the Western Xia and rebuilt the northwest capital of the Tang Dynasty.

In 1147 A.D., Daqian overthrew the Liaojin coalition army in Longhua and recovered the mountains and rivers in northern China.

In 1155 A.D., the Great Cadres completely annihilated the allied forces of the Tibetan tribes, and the Tibetan surrendered. In the same year, intimidated by the prestige of the Great Qian, the Western Xia was attached to the ministers.

Since then, Chen Xuandong, the great Qianshengwu Emperor who expanded the territory of China and fought all his life, finally stopped the pace of conquest, began to rectify the mountains and rivers, and rewarded the heroes.

In order to pay tribute to the military generals who helped him fight in all directions over the years, he restarted the former Tang Lingyan Pavilion and enshrined the meritorious ministers.

And the most strange thing for future generations is that in this Lingyan Pavilion, which is full of founding achievements, there is a portrait of a young Taoist hanging in the place of the first achievement.

In the painting, the Taoist is proudly isolated, carrying a long sword, with deep eyes and a distant view, as if admiring the great rivers and mountains of China, but on the picture scroll, there is no Mingwei, which has become the most insoluble mystery of the Daqian Dynasty.

This is the end of the book. (How could it be!) ）

Concluding remarks for this volume:

Ladies and gentlemen, this volume is completely over here.,In fact, according to the original outline.,The protagonist has experienced more than that.,But in the end, under all kinds of considerations.,Let's end it like this.,After all, I'm an infinite stream.,Not a historical crossing.。

As one of the four famous works of our country, the Water Margin is one of the most valuable cultural heritages of our Chinese civilization.

The author wrote this volume just to take the meaning out of the context of Master Shi's text, and did something to make sense of the text.

Yang Mo, the protagonist of the author's book, has a hot-blooded and righteous personality, and has always acted in the Water Margin world according to his three views and his concept of good and evil, which only represents this character's understanding of the Water Margin world.

In this volume, the author has had the joy of signing a contract, and the frustration of poor grades, but most importantly, he has gained many friends who read books.

Here, I am deeply grateful to all the friends who read the book, thank you for your collection, recommendation, and reward.

The next volume is about to begin, and I look forward to your continued support, and I am very grateful.