It's noon.

Next to the official road in the direction of Yanzhou, there are dozens of miles of basin grass ponds, where black and oppressive crowds are stationed, and some improvised simple tents are scattered around the reeds.

In the center of the grass pond, the weedy mounds on the ground are trampled down and flattened by the dense pace. The soldiers of the Jin Ge Iron Horse shouted slogans, and the horses of different colors neighed incessantly. The remnants of the various departments who escaped from Cangzhou stood in line one after another, waiting for the captain and captain, and shouted that the collection was combined with the whole thing.

The officers and lieutenants maintained order, carefully counted the wounded soldiers, and arranged the battalions and units in full swing.

The centurion in all kinds of costumes, the herald shouted loudly: "The left-wing tiger battalion stands in the middle, and everyone who is not flashed to the side!"

"The machine crossbow battalion, the archers are coming to my side!"

"The grain and grass camp is here!"

"Cavalry, scouts, take your horses!"

"Hey, that little guy, push your cart farther away, don't get in the way!"

There was a lot of noise everywhere in the grass pond, and the Wei family's army, which was a little chaotic, counted the number of people in each department in an orderly manner.

Scattered outside the grass ponds, the refugees dig up the roots and wild vegetables in the fields to satisfy their hunger. People with slightly better conditions set up large iron pots with broken cracks and boiled fish and shrimp caught in the pond. There were also some people huddled together in groups of three or five, their yellow-skinned cheeks slumped to the ground, and their listless eyes were staring at the basin barracks.

Looking south-to-left along the center of the grass pond, there is a raised loess high slope. A large tent made up of a few colorful rags, and more than a dozen grizzled civilian and military generals discussed the re-establishment and reorganization of the Wei family's army. Everyone scratched their ears and cheeks, anxiously counting a series of shocking numbers.

The internal affairs secretary dressed as a Confucian scholar trembled and recited the statistics: "Caotang, our department, temporarily counted the 160,000 Wei family soldiers. Among them, 50,000 cavalry are relatively complete, and only 70,000 of the original 100,000 foot soldiers remain. The long-range crossbowmen suffered the heaviest casualties, and now they have counted less than 10,000 people, including more than 7,000 wounded soldiers from various units. ”

Suddenly, outside the big tent, a strong and mighty military general strode over, lowered his head and lifted the curtain of the tent, and reported loudly: "Military advisor, just visited the Malay newspaper! Our Yanzhou defenders have already transported 20,000 loads of grain, and they are now on the road, and it is estimated that they will arrive early tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing the general's report, the Qingyi Daoist dusty stroked his beard and fell into contemplation.

When the generals in the tent heard this, they were a little relieved and echoed it: "If you have food, you won't be hungry, and you will be able to stabilize the morale of the army and regroup." ”

Just as the generals were trying their faith again, suddenly a loud voice came.

"Newspaper! Guangling County's flying pigeon has arrived!" the herald outside the tent shouted a loud request.

The Dust Ye Daoist walked quickly to the tent door, raised his hand and hurriedly asked: "What is the matter in the letter, read it quickly!"

General Liu Mu of Guangling County Feixin.

"I heard that after our front-line army conquered Cangzhou, it was victimized by traitors, and it was invincible to retreat to Yancang Caotang. The last general was very worried about the safety of King Wei and his brothers, and he was in a hurry. Overnight, 100,000 loads of military rations were prepared, and 10,000 elite horsemen were ordered to gallop to Cangzhou immediately to support them. ”

"Bai Mangshan, please ask the hussars of the Shenwei young man to return, and the little brother Lin has already set off for Cangzhou six days ago. Because I don't know the details of the young man's address...... The last general is incapable of doing things unfavorably, and I implore Brother Wei to punish him!"

Inside the big tent, under the rough tiger case.

The monk who was lying on his back in a white robe heard the words of the soldiers outside the tent and knew that the young man from Bai Mangshan had rushed to Cangzhou. Although it is not clear where the boy is, there is hope. The monk was like being beaten with fierce medicine, and King Wei, who was still languishing just now, suddenly got up and jumped up, and shouted loudly: "As long as Little Brother Lin comes here to help me, Yin Zu Yin Mingjia, I will not be afraid!"

When the generals heard King Wei roaring so eloquently, everyone seemed to be in good spirits one by one, and their morale was high!

"Thirty miles of Cangzhou is coming to report!" The herald ran with his legs galloping, shouting all the way, and rushed up the dirt slope to say a loud message.

"Report! King Wei, military advisor! Cangzhou official road is coming with two people and one horse, and the two people are still on horseback and are marching towards the place where our army is stationed!"

Just after seeing that the King of Wei had returned to the yang, the might of the past was like a recast, and the morale of the generals around him soared! But when they heard the news of this horse exploration, everyone was puzzled.

Military advisor Chen Ye walked up to King Wei and whispered: "At this time, the two people who can come out of Cangzhou City ...... Are they enemies or friends?"

Just when everyone was speculating, they saw smoke and dust rising from the official road in the distance, and a blue and red divine horse rushed straight towards the big tent of the Chinese army on the soil slope. The scout on the blue and red horse couldn't restrain his horse, and shouted in terror: "Get out of the way! I want to see King Wei!"

And all shall stand before the great tent, and all shall see it.

The great monk seemed to feel something, and stomped his feet on the ground fiercely, not afraid of the pain of the arrow wound in his calf, and jumped high. Three verticals and two verticals came to the front of the galloping horse, and grabbed the horse and chewed the reins. The galloping blue and red steed tilted its head and fell, and the scout on horseback was tossed high.

The great monk raised one arm to catch the scout in mid-air, and without waiting for this person to relax, he shouted and asked, "Is it my little brother Lin here!"

The scout with a frightened face, his eyes widened, and he stammered and couldn't speak for a long time. King Wei was anxious and wanted to reprimand loudly.

"Haha!"

"King Wei's temper is still so hot!"

"Seeing that my brother is fine, I am relieved to be a little brother. ”

I saw the official road, and there were two people and one horse in the distance.

One of the bearded men opened his mouth and spoke like a bell, and walked slowly towards the King of Wei.

When he first heard the sound of the bearded man, King Wei's face showed a little suspicion.

Immediately after the man said the second sentence, King Wei was excited and burst into tears. The great monk froze in place, his tense nerves were relieved, plopped, and sat down on the ground! As if he saw the savior of the world, he wanted to immediately recount the suffering in his heart.

When the generals in front of the big tent heard the man's transmission, their hearts were awe-struck, and they suddenly saw King Wei sitting on the ground, just wanting to run to protect the lord. Military advisor Chen Ye opened his mouth and said: "The savior of the Wei army has arrived, so we don't have to step forward." ”

The two of them, the dark horse approached.

The bearded man lifted the King of Wei on the ground, faded the dust and mud for him, and then introduced to the King of Wei: "This little monk is from Foguang Temple, your junior brother Jueyun." ”

The little monk sent the Buddha to King Wei with his palms folded together: "Amitabha, the little monk Jueyun has seen the senior brother!"

Hearing that it was someone from Foguang Temple, King Wei knew in his heart: "It must be Master Kuzhi, the presiding officer of Foguang Temple, who thought that he was unwilling to return to the world, and sent someone to find it." ”

King Wei stood still, and also folded his palms and saluted the little monk in front of him: "The monk of Fajue Temple, Jue Hui, thank you for your visit from thousands of miles away." ”

One is King Wei who loves to pretend to be white garlic, and the other is a Buddha with a head like a boiled egg. The two monks are really the same dog!" The bearded guest's face was full of impatience, and then he turned around and unloaded the two on the black horse.

A series of dull thuds fell to the ground.

The bearded guest whispered to King Wei: "This red-clothed and blood-haired person is Yin Mingjia. The brocade-robed civil official with no feet is Li Jin, the city lord of Cangzhou. ”

Stepping on the corners of the brocade-robed civil official's clothes, and then twisting the ground a little harder, the bearded man continued to whisper: "Wei Rufeng, I have arrested all your enemies for you, say, how can you thank me?"

When the names of Yin Mingjia and Li Jin were transmitted in his ears, the expression of King Wei as if he had not heard it, he blinked his eyes and looked at the bearded man in front of him, very curious, staring at the bearded black face and giggling.

Seeing that the stupid King Wei did not respond to his request, the bearded man was a little annoyed, raised his right hand and clasped his middle finger to his mouth and sighed.

Boom!

"Oops!" Wei Rufeng, the king of Wei, suddenly squatted on the ground, wailing in pain.

Wei Rufeng: I have captured these two villains in front of you, you are pretending to be stupid and dare not give the master a bounty, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up.

The little monk saw that Senior Brother Jue Hui was hit by a bullet in the brain, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Finally, someone has also tasted the black hand of this evil star." ”

But when he heard that the bearded man was about to beat Wei Wang Juehui, he immediately stepped forward and hugged the fierce beard, wailing and begging for mercy: "Run! Senior brother, run! This beard is so powerful! We are not his opponents, endure for a while, don't worry about this person, just wait for this evil star to disappear." ”

The bearded guest who was entangled looked confused, and looked down at the little monk who was hugging his thigh and pretending to cry for mercy.

The people who were in a very good mood in front of the big tent suddenly saw the bearded King Wei who was going to beat them without saying anything, and they were terrified, and immediately rushed to surround the bearded man and the little monk.

Seeing this, the bearded guest knew that the joke was too big.

glanced at King Wei, who was squatting on the ground and holding his head, and then grinned.

"I'll figure it out with you later!"

"Wei Rufeng, quickly let your group of soldiers and soldiers disperse! I have something to discuss with you, and the wisdom of the Wei family army is left, and the rest should be dry and hemp, dry and hemp. ”

Rubbing his itchy bald head, the great monk Wei Rufeng's comprehension reprimand dispersed everyone, leaving only three generals and Chenye Daoren, looking at the bearded man with a smile on his face: "Brother Lin, what is there to discuss with me?"

The bearded guest subconsciously brushed away the thick beard on his face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and twitched the corners of his lips secretly.

His hands circled towards the void, unleashing the power of his invisible divine sense, and arranging a circle of soundproof barriers. Then he opened his mouth and said: "The two people on the ground, you all heard my name, the red-clothed and blood-haired one is Yin Zu Yin Mingjia! This brocade robe with both feet broken is Li Jin, the city lord of Cangzhou. ”

The five people in the circle listened carefully to the bearded man's narration, and they all sighed like a chill, their faces full of disbelief.

The three generals walked up to the old man in red, stretched out their hands to pry away the scattered bloody hair on his face, and the pale old face, scarlet blood-dripping pupils suddenly opened! Two rays of blood pierced the minds of the three people, and the half-crouching tiger body immediately fell backwards, rolling and wailing.