This time, he led 500 rebel troops to rush overnight, and there was no pomp and circumstance from the last expedition.

They passed a ruined temple where torches had been lit.

The man was dignified, not burly, but he walked with great momentum, he was a practitioner, and he didn't look simple.

Originally, Zhu Shangbing and others were not interested in him, but ......

"Qin Hui!"

The people who were originally sleepy suddenly came to their senses when they saw this temple, and their eyes were full of disdain, thinking of the twelve gold medals.

Think of useless kings and treacherous courtiers.

It's not that you can't win, it's that you can't fight.

"Poor Yue Fei, loyal to the country, but he suffered from the enemy on his back and ended up in such a miserable end."

Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but sigh and looked at the stone statue of Qin Hui in front of him, his eyes were scarlet.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing. When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain.

The general, who was hungry for Hulu meat and laughed and thirsty for the blood of the Huns, failed to clean up the old mountains and rivers after all, and fell on the eve of the New Year.

He pulled out the long sword of the person next to him and waved the inscription at the stone pillar next to him.

"Pima came south to cross the Zhejiang River, and the Biancheng Palace was far away. Whoever surrenders to the enemy will be the traitor of the country and the traitor will discuss peace. ”

The sadness between the lines of the two poems cannot be concealed, which caused everyone to marvel.

One is the talented and talented Zhu Shangbing, and the other is Yue Fei, who is loyal to the country and has no ambition.

The man, who had been alone and did not want to negotiate with them, suddenly stood up, he looked at the two poems in front of him and was silent, his hands had been tightened into fists.

It didn't take long for the second half of the poem to pick up.

"The yellow leaf ancient shrine is cold and rainy, and there are many green mountains and barren mounds and white clouds. How to say goodbye to Zhu Xianzhen, and don't see the general playing a triumphant song. ”

When the sword was retracted by Zhu Shangbing, the group of people had not yet reacted.

If it weren't for the strange boy who suddenly came to him, I'm afraid those unreliable guys would still be immersed in the poem.

The person in front of him had no malicious intent, but just said with his hand.

"Thank you, little general, for the inscription."

Zhu Shangbing's sudden move made him confused, he really didn't know what to do with the person in front of him, he was just making a poem.

But looking at his serious appearance, he still held back the words in his heart and only said a word.

"Who are you?"

The man realized this, and quickly replied with an embarrassed smile.

"In the South Mountain of Xiayue."

Many eyes converged as he said his name, and they had a bold guess in their minds.

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing nodded, first muttered his name, and then was shocked.

"Yue Nanshan... You are the only one! ”

"The ancestor is the person in the poem."

He directly said that Yue Nanshan was not happy to come here, but only this broken temple could rest.

This is a last resort.

But I didn't expect to be able to witness with my own eyes that someone inscribed poems in Qin Hui's temple, or wrote about the ancestor Yue Fei.

It's a blessing.

Hearing this name, Zhu Shangbing looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"I have never seen General Yue's grace, but today I was able to peek a thing or two from your eyebrows, I am really lucky."

Yue Nanshan touched his head embarrassedly and didn't say anything.

But......

His eyes looked out, at the well-equipped men and the sturdy horses, and couldn't help but ask.

"Excuse me, I don't know what you are?"

As for the purpose of the trip, although it was instructed to conceal it.

But in front of Zhu Shangbing, the rules are like decorations.

Although he thought of it, he blurted out and explained the purpose of coming here directly to Yue Nanshan.

"Bandits."

Their destination was not far away, on the hill fifty miles away.

Hearing this, Yue Nanshan was overjoyed, smiled and took out the wine from his bag, and sat down with him to drink together.

"The purpose of my trip is also to deal with these bandits, but I don't have the ability to clean them up, brother, you are sent by the imperial court, right, I don't know your honorable name?"

Can there be such soldiers and horses, who else can except the court?

Although there will be some private soldiers in famous families, but when you look at things, you will know that it is far behind, not to mention that the group of people in front of you is surprisingly well disciplined, although they look immature, but they can see that their strength is good from the fact that someone has moved stones with their bare hands.

He became more and more curious about the name of the person who wrote the poem, but which general's son was.

As everyone knows, the next three words completely dumbfounded him.

He said.

"Zhu Shangbing."

These three words are like thunder.

Externally, it can destroy the remnants of the Mongols, and internally, it can kill the assassins on the blood-stained streets.

And he is also young, so he said a few words about brotherhood, could it be ......

"Don't be restrained, since you are like-minded, you are brothers, can you be together when you suppress bandits?"

The person in front of him has a chivalrous spirit that Zhu Shangbing does not have, he has been immersed in martial arts novels for a long time, and he loves the hero who roars when he sees the road or the swordsman who is cold and lonely.

Yue Nanshan happens to be the former, a pot of turbid wine is happy and revenge.

"I didn't expect that the person who drank with me today was His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, it seems that I am reluctant to lose this wine gourd in the future."

He looked at the wine gourd in his hand and laughed and teased.

When the words fell, there were bursts of laughter around, and Deng Quan pretended to be serious and snickered there.

It's really ......

"Next time you will be trained, you will not be allowed to eat meat for a week."

The originally happy face was completely bitter, and Deng Quan almost pounced on Zhu Shangbing and begged for mercy.

But at the moment, the latter did not have time to continue to do these things, and he opened his mouth to ask the people around him.

"Then do you know what the people from Huangshanzhai did?"

I don't know if the rumors are true or not, he originally wanted to go to a village and ask.

I didn't expect that there is a ready-made one now, don't ask in vain.

I saw Yue Nanshan sigh and say what he knew.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the rumors are true, they slaughtered the village and will take the beautiful women to the mountains to do things that are not as good as beasts, the people are powerless, I just want to go up the mountain, although there is no way to exterminate them, but at least I have to rescue the group of women."

Such an act is truly outrageous.

The Suppression Army and even Zhu Shangbing and Yue Nanshan were all young and vigorous.

The flesh is strong, and his mind is full of exterminating them.

But......

"Are you only five hundred?"

Yue Nanshan realized that something was wrong and asked Zhu Shangbing in surprise.

The latter nodded, and told the court affairs one by one, and he could see that after the confession, the man's eyes were filled with pity.

He's not too embarrassed to do it.

But soon Zhu Shangbing returned to normal, thinking about those rumors and said helplessly.

"Five hundred is enough, and the priority now is to visit the stricken villages."

Yue Nanshan heard and thought for a moment, pointed in one direction and said.

"Not far from here, there is a village that I heard that it is called Liujia Village."

With a definite goal in mind, they finalized the itinerary for the time being.

Sleep in shifts.

When the fish belly turned white, they set out on the journey again.

Until he arrived in Liujia Village, Zhu Shangbing didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him, and even the rebel army on the battlefield was terrified after witnessing it.

I saw that at the entrance of Liujia Village, there were several rows of human skins, and the corpses were deliberately piled up into a mountain, and the fishy smell was overwhelming.

Hell is empty.

The devil, in the world.