Chapter 251 Survival

The main force of the coalition led by Hao Chongming and An Bangyan had just left Wufeng Mountain, and the front team encountered more than a dozen Wusa defeated soldiers on the way. At first, An Bangyan was furious, mistakenly thinking that these people were deserters who had escaped from the battle, and no matter how they defended them, they refused to believe it, and asked the gangsters to tie up all the people and behead them in front of the army - no wonder, An Xiaoliang took nearly 10,000 people out, and no matter how bad the battle was, it was impossible for only so many people to escape, and no one would believe it. Fortunately, Yu Chongming was worried about the safety of Hao Yin, so he temporarily stopped the gangsters.

Separated a few people, Yu Chongming and An Bangyan were about to be interrogated one by one, and the front team sent back more than 100 defeated soldiers. The two kings glanced at each other: I'm afraid that there is no need to check the confession, An Xiaoliang seems to have really failed, and the defeat is very miserable, and it should almost be wiped out!

Yu Chongming hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of Hao Yin, but these people were the rear of the Usa army, and they fled back in a daze as soon as they entered the battlefield, they only knew that Hao Yin led the army to the front of the army, and they didn't know anything about the division of troops with An Xiaoliang. The anxious luxury Chongming hurriedly said goodbye to An Bangyan and took a dozen relatives to ride forward to find his beloved son. After running for five or six miles, he saw the Wusa soldiers staggering back dejectedly from time to time along the way, and asked one by one, and finally someone told him that he had seen the Yongning army turn in the direction of Dishui Village.

He didn't run far to the east, and he saw two sweaty empty horses standing beside the road. From the color of the coat and the horse ornaments, Yu Chongming recognized them at a glance as the mounts of Hao Yin and the Spoon, and he couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart. Upon closer inspection, it was found that the horse was fine, there was a deep knife mark on the horse's buttocks, which had run out of strength, the mouth and nose were full of white foam, and the chest was also a large piece of slimy, and the muscles in the legs would cramp from time to time. Seeing this situation, Luxury Chongming immediately understood most of it: no matter how good the horse is, it can't go up the mountain, thinking that Luxury Yin has also lost along the way, in order to lead away the pursuers, the car stabbed the horse and pulled Luxury Yin to hide in the mountain.

After running forward for another six or seven miles, Yu Chongming finally saw Yongning's subordinates who were as disgraced as the Wusa army. From their mouths, they learned that Hao Yin was hit by an arrow and was taken away from the battlefield by the cart, which confirmed his judgment even more, so he was slightly relieved. But then no one saw them again, so Yu Chongming had to continue to look forward until he saw a large group of native soldiers cleaning the battlefield under the black banner of Shuinaozhai in the distance. Seeing Hao Chongming and his party, the group of guys raised their weapons one after another and rushed over. Extravagant Chongming knew that they were just bluffing, and Le Ma calmly observed for a while: Well, it seems that Extravagant Yin did not fall into their hands, otherwise he would definitely raise his head high to show off his might.

However, where did the car spoon hide with the luxury?

Yu Chongming turned his horse's head and returned to the army, thinking about this question all the time.

"Where the hell is he?"

An Bangyan has successively contained seven or eight hundred soldiers each of Wusa and Yongning, but he has never seen An Xiaoliang, and he is thinking about the same problem in his heart.

The spies of the former army sent back the news that they had seen the Sichuan army from Yongning City coming out to clean up the battlefield and cut off the head from a distance.

Because Luxury Chongming ran halfway to find Luxury Yin, An Bangyan stopped and stopped all the way to contain the two remnants, and the army walked very slowly. At this time, it was already in the middle of the sky, and it was seven or eight miles away from Wufeng Mountain, and it was still more than ten miles away from Yongning. The distance was awkward: if we continued to advance, it would be afternoon when we reached the city, and even if it was not as exaggerated as the defeated army said that it was full of indefensible thistles, it would never be possible to break the city in just an hour or two, and the army would have to stay outside the perilous city. The successive defeats were added to the crushing situation that had spread to the whole army, and the morale was unprecedentedly low, and the defenders were about to blow up the camp in a night attack; It is not possible to camp on the spot, on both sides are a narrow official road in the middle of the continuous hills, the army cannot stretch, and there is not enough water source, only a few small work to the left near, in the middle of the night on several mountain outlets put a fire, the black light blind fire chaos will be out of control.

A bold idea slowly emerged in Yu Chongming's heart: to attack Dishui Village with the strength of the whole army. The crushing advantage of more than 30,000 people is by no means something that a small Miao village can compete with! After capturing Dishui Village, he went to Lin Zhou, and pulled more people in Lao Zhai to march eastward, crossed the Chishui River and went straight down to Erlang Dam, and then went to Bozhou Xuanwei Division (now Zunyi)! Even if Luo Ganxiang and Hu Rugao can escape, they will either go to Yongning to join Lao Shun, or they will have to wait for Sun Jie and Liu Chao in which mountain. Zhang Fang has long been dead, and Banzhou will definitely have a chance to take advantage of the new defense, take Banzhou and go south along the Luomin River, and surround Xiongsuo Zexi with a big circle of soldiers to smash Guiyang! Although the Ming army has an absolute advantage in weapons and equipment, it is by no means comparable to the Miaodi mountain people who are lightly armed and far away, and all the main forces of the Ming army are far behind them.

However, this idea was immediately vetoed by An Bangyan's head: "Now that we have all left Wufeng Mountain, if we are taken advantage of by that Sun Jie, there will be no place to stand from now on, we can only run all the way, it is not a way after all." Brother Ah Ming, don't think about personal enmity, most of the military rations are still in the mountains, so let's go back first and then make plans. ”

Luxury Chongming had the heart to argue that he was not out of personal vendetta, but at this time, An Bangyan's Shuixi Army was the absolute main force, so he naturally said nothing, and it seemed that he could only slowly find a way to persuade him after he went back. As everyone knows, Elder An, who has always been cautious and attaches too much importance to territory, really made an irreparable mistake this time.

In the mountains, when the sun was in the west, the car spoon settled Hao Yin in a stone cave and ran out to explore the way. There are still a lot of water brain soldiers on the official road walking in the direction of Dishui Village in threes and threes, and these guys are the farthest chased, and even run all the way to Yongning City. The chariot crouched in the grass beside the road, and from their elated and slightly jealous and regretful conversations, it was learned that Lao Shun's Sichuan army had almost wiped out the Shuixi army in Yongning, and that the decapitation alone had made a fortune, but it was a pity that too many of the heads were beaten to pieces by the cannons, and the reward was lost a lot.

The car spoon knows that what they say is naturally An Xiaoliang.

I quickly judged the situation in my heart: the vanguard of the Yongning Army and the An Xiaoliang Department had collapsed and could not be counted on. At this time, the king should have gotten the news there, and it is estimated that he will not think about fighting Yongning anymore, otherwise as long as he is blocked under the city for a day or two, he will lose the whole game when Sun Jie comes up from behind; Wufeng Mountain Twenty-eight Villages are in danger and there is no shortage of food and grass, put yourself in your shoes, and if you are yourself, you should temporarily retreat for a while. Although it is only right to take Hao Yin to sneak back to find the king, if the king retreats into the mountains, the road will be full of enemy troops - in order to block the king in the mountains, there will definitely be frequent exchanges of military envoys between Dishui and Yongning, once discovered, Hao Yin will definitely not be able to escape, this risk can not be taken.

Then I had to hide for a few days, and then find a way to find the king when Hao Yin's injuries improved.

Back in the cave, Hao Yin had fallen asleep. The cart spoon took off his coat, ran to the brook and soaked in water, carefully dripping his chapped lips, and then sat down at the mouth of the hole, took out a hard cake from his bosom and chewed it slowly. The night wind in the mountain is very cold, but the car spoon does not dare to make a fire, this mountain is next to the official road, and the fire can be seen far away at night.

The next morning, the most feared thing happened. Hao Yin began to babble nonsense, his face was frighteningly red, he reached out and touched it, his forehead was hot, and the car spoon knew that if the fever could not go away as soon as possible, the young master would definitely die here. Che Spoon gritted his teeth, carried Hao Yin with all his might, held the Miao knife in his hand, and walked step by step towards the depths of the mountains to the south.

There was no road in the mountains, and the car was carrying a luxury on its back, wielding a seedling knife to cut through thorns and thorns, and it only took less than half an hour to sweat profusely and no longer be able to walk. Fortunately, the time is still early, even if someone in Dishui Village enters the mountain for a while and a half, they can't get here, the car spoon cut a few small trees and connected them with rattan to make a pull bag, put Hao Yin in, and then untied his turban and tied it to the beam and dragged it away - the hunters of the Miao family often dragged back to the village in this way when they hit two or three hundred catties of wild boars, but this time it was the young village owner.

By midday, I had turned two hills, and the car was exhausted. Fortunately, there are stone caves everywhere in the karst landscape, and the car spoon chose a windward place to settle the unconscious luxury Yin and go to collect firewood.

After picking up some firewood, out of the corner of the cart's eye, he caught a glimpse of something moving in the crack in the stone, so the whole person immediately stopped, slowly untied the coat tied around his waist and turned around. As expected, a flat-headed wind more than four feet long (the name for cobra before the invention of glasses) stood up half-erect and stared at him, and the forked snake hyacinth stretched and contracted in its mouth to sniff the strange smell in the air. The scoop tilted its head and didn't look at it - this guy could spray poison, and he could accurately hit the eye four or five feet away, and if he was sprayed, he would be blind. The left hand is slightly loose, the coat naturally hangs down, attracting the attention of the flat head wind, and then the car spoon shook his hand, the hem of the coat was thrown towards it, the flat head wind rushed forward against the coat, the car spoon probed with his right hand like lightning, grabbed the snake neck, grabbed the snake tail with his left hand, and slammed it in the air, and the snake head hit the mountain rock with a bang, bursting out a small ball of blood.

The midday sun shone down, and a steaming mist rose in the mountains, and a small pile of flames beeped and burned. The scoop looked up, and the green smoke from the fire was blown by the mountain wind, and it didn't rise much before it dissipated into the mist, and it was impossible to see it from a little distance. So he was a little relieved, and pierced the skinned and washed snake with a branch, and roasted it on the fire.

Stimulated by the cold stream water, Hao Yin woke up for a moment, barely ate a few bites of snake meat, and soon fell into a deep sleep. The cart scoop picked up a wooden stick the size of his forearm and stuffed it into the fire, watching it slowly begin to burn.

Choking smoke fills the air. There is nothing that can be done about it: someone in the distance should not be able to see the smoke, and if someone is close, it will definitely be able to smell it. Whatever, leave everything to the gods, just like the life of extravagant Yin.

The stick was almost burned, and the scoop was picked up and flicked a few times, extinguishing the flame and sticking it on the ground. After taking a few handfuls of plant ashes, the cart spoon covered the fire with earth, and took the gray-white ashes, which were still secretly shining red inside, and returned to the cave. The morning red on Hao Yin's face was gone, replaced by a dead man's pale, and even his lips were dark blue. The strip of cloth that hastily bandaged the broken arm had been stuck to the wound, the car spoon was pulled hard, "ah", the unconscious luxury Yin was woken up by the sudden severe pain, looked at the wooden stick with green smoke in the hand of the car spoon, and took the branch wrapped in cloth handed over by his left hand and bit it, looked at the car spoon again, and his eyes closed suddenly.

The car spoon blew a few mouthfuls on the wooden stick, and the ashes dispersed, revealing the red fire that was clearly extinguished, and then he held Ding Yuyin's severed arm in his left hand and the fire stick in his right hand, and said "Ah Yin bear some pain" in his mouth, and pressed it to the severed arm that had begun to suppurate......

"Hmm......" Hao Yin let out a muffled cry that made his scalp tingle again, and then tilted his head and passed out in pain.

The rancid and burnt smells mix and intertwine. The car spoon applied the wound with firewood ash, and carefully wrapped the broken arm of Hao Yin, and was about to reflexively get out of the hole, when suddenly the light in the hole dimmed, and he suddenly turned back, and several figures blocked the entrance of the cave.