The two days that Tianshou Wang Dajun stayed in Huaxian were not peaceful.
On the first night at the fourth watch, several tents burst into flames inexplicably, and then another "assassin" broke in, creating a great battle.
The incense master, protector, and saintess of the holy lotus altar searched the whole night, and put on a menacing appearance, vowing to arrest the assassin.
In the camp, the wind was shaking, and at dawn, banners filled with runes were hung everywhere.
When the soldiers of the King of Heavenly Grant asked the reason, the guardian of the holy lotus altar replied that "the demons are causing trouble".
It is said that there are demons who incarnate mortals with evil laws and want to murder the reincarnated Ziwei Xingjun, as well as the generals under Xingjun.
This is the doom faced by those who are born with destiny, and the congregation needs to protect Xingjun with heart.
The demon would not attack mortals either. If it was assassinated or died suddenly from disease, there must be a demon and an extraordinary fate.
Ink carp: "… "
That statement is great.
Although people eat whole grains, there is no one who will not get sick, but the number of people in this rebel army who get sick due to acclimatization is very small.
It's not that the saintess of Lao Shizi can exorcise evil spirits, but that these people were born in poverty, most of them experienced famine, and even the whole family survived a person like him, and then followed the holy lotus altar and the king of heaven to move around, and endured half-starved and half-full. , Even the grass roots and bark are eaten, and the Guanyin soil is almost eaten.
They are not afraid of death, nor of disease, but of hunger.
The people of Jiangnan and even Jingzhou were not even considered human in the eyes of the rebel army, but they were walkable granaries. If they were chopped and burned, countless food would enter their stomachs.
The city is a larger grain depot. Not only can you eat a meal, but you can also live in it and eat for several years or decades, so you don’t have to worry about starvation.
This rebel army is still "hungry" to this day. This hunger does not come from the stomach, but from the heart.
As long as they don't loot and slaughter indiscriminately for one day, they will have an endless desire to kill.
These people may have left their relatives in the face of famine and poverty, and even exchanged their sons and daughters for slaughter and cooking, which is how they have survived to this day. The holy lotus altar has bewitched their sanity, and the God-given King has fueled their greed, making them violent and mad as if they had escaped from hell. hungry ghost.
However, such a long road, so many people, there will always be someone who can't make it to the end.
The soldiers who fell ill and were directly killed by Su Li have now all become heavenly generals with "extraordinary destiny".
Saint Lotus Altar preached that some people in the rebel army envied the people who died under Su Li's hands. Why didn't they have such a good fate? I don't see any difference between those "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals" on weekdays. How could they have such a big background
The guardian of the holy lotus altar held a golden drum and conch, and said loudly to the crowd: "...that monster has a ferocious face, looks like a ghost, and comes and goes like the wind."
The swordsman hiding in the dark touched his face subconsciously, not knowing how he was exposed.
He was so tightly covered that it was impossible for anyone to see his face!
Su Li's heart sank, and he felt that the God-given King might already know his identity. After all, there were not many killers like him in the whole world. He immediately gave up the idea of stalking the top of the Holy Lotus Altar, and turned his head back to look for Mo Li.
Separately cooperated with the swordsman, and was staring at the generals against the army to see which of them was more suspicious, like Doctor Mo, who was bestowed by the king: "..."
Doctor Mo thinks that it is a coincidence to say that this monster looks hideous.
Su Li didn't think so, because Piaoping Pavilion really took over the deal to assassinate the God-given King at the beginning, and there were many people in Jianghu who knew about it. Eighty percent of the information was leaked, and he was the No. 1 killer of Piaoping Pavilion's golden signature. , will be suspected to be normal.
Mo Li thought about it for a while, and felt that it did make some sense.
"In that case, what are you going to do?"
"... Doctor Mo thinks who is like the king bestowed by heaven?"
To be honest, everyone is alike, but everyone has their incompatibility.
Mo Li didn't even let go of those who acted as dog-head military advisors beside the rebel generals.
Because no matter how the God-given King hides, he cannot lack information channels. If he chooses to mix with ordinary soldiers, he will not be able to quickly respond to the military situation. So, is this army still his
Mo Li didn't know how to govern the army, so he couldn't find someone to look for, but he still set his eyes on Zheng Tu intuitively.
Zheng Tu was different from others. He was always confident, calm and never panicked.
And the orders he said were very easy to use. Half of the rebel generals believed in him, and half of them feared him.
Mo Li pointed out the person to show the swordsman.
"Oh, that is the apprentice of the Qingwu ancestor. Because he voted for the king, he was named as the first apprentice of the Qingwu ancestor by another person named Liu Changqing from the Tibetan Wind Temple. In fact, this person's martial arts... should be very high. "
Su Li suddenly got stuck, and there was a rare hint of uncertainty in his tone, "Didn't he also go under the city wall to see your knife marks?"
The ink carp nodded slowly.
Mo Li had indeed heard about Zheng Tu, but he had never seen a real person before.
Since the Qingwu ancestor is an ambitious guy, and the apprentice he accepts is also a raccoon dog, Mo Li naturally thinks that he is also a speculator. That ridiculous plan of "cutting the dragon's veins and raising qi to become an immortal" adds to the calculus.
Now that the ancestors of Qingwu have been planted, and the Tibetan wind view has fallen into disrepair, Zheng Tu simply began to work alone, which is also reasonable.
"Before Zheng Tu surrendered to the God-given King, this rebel army existed, and its power was not small." The swordsman had not suspected Zheng Tu before, which was precisely the reason.
Zheng Tu's "qualification" in the rebel army is not really old. He is indeed very capable, but in the drama of "rising rebellion", most of the upper ranks of the rebel army are those coolies who don't know big characters, with the exception of the leader. Capable people will also be called by them as their subordinates.
Unless the leader pays special respect to this talented person, respects him and speaks for him everywhere, and then this person fights two or three beautiful victories, solves the problem of shortage of food and grass, and the lack of troops for four or five times, and it is best to kill seven or eight. Gouguan, drink and get drunk together for ten times, and then we can be successfully included as "one's own person".
Mo Li didn't understand the doorway inside, he just felt that the attitude of the rebel general towards Zheng Tu was very strange.
"This General Zheng seems to be relying on something..."
"How to say?"
The more the swordsmen listened, the more confused they became. Could it be that Zheng Tu had their shady handle
No, this is not the imperial court, nor the rivers and lakes. What can a group of rebels who murder and set fire have
Even if Zheng Tu has high martial arts, do these people understand
In their hearts, Zheng Tu is a thief of Jiangyang.
"Or, let's burn their food?" Su Li suggested.
"...they'll go grab it."
Mo Li has read in the history books, not to mention the rebel army like the King of Heaven or the barbarians from outside the customs, the army that lacks food and pays and does not care about morality in the troubled times, can do anything. It is common to dig tombs to steal gold, and to forcibly levy grain and loot the common people.
Influenced by Meng Qi, Mo Li had already thought of food and grass for a long time, but this strategy obviously could only work for the army with a limited limit.
Otherwise, even if the anti-army guards the grain and forage very closely, they will not be able to stop him and Su Li.
Once the rebel army turns around and robs the towns near Huaxian, Nanping Prefecture will indeed gain a chance to breathe, and the suffocation of the army of the God-given King will be further consumed and divided, but do those people deserve to die
When the rebel army suffered casualties in front of Nanping Prefecture City, or failed to break through the city within three days, those who had plundered the county seat and had eaten the "benefits" would indeed have dissent and become fearful and fearful of death. This tough battle immediately became much easier, and it might be beneficial to the overall situation, but Baixin near Hua County deserved to die because of it
Ink carp gave up.
—Who is he and why did he make this decision? In order to save a city and a place in the south of the Yangtze River, who should die more valuable
"Double fists are hard to beat with four hands. Once an army of 50,000 people is attacked in various villages and towns, even if the two of us have three heads and six arms, we can't stop them."
There are no mountains or rivers near Huaxian, so if you want to shake the cliffs and flood the Seven Armies, there is no chance.
"Zheng Tu is the most suspicious, don't do it first, let's take a look." Mo Li said solemnly.
Doctor Mo vaguely felt that he had touched the veins, but there was a layer of veil that could not be opened, and there might be a missing key.
At this time, he didn't know that what he missed, and the key that everyone in the world missed—the God-given King who first raised an army had already died.
Die silently, and die indistinctly.
Just because Shengliantan and Zheng Tu felt "no need" for this self-confessed king, so they came up with a set of rhetoric for Lord Ziweixing to go down to earth, instigating the king to subordinate his subordinates, so that these people could enjoy themselves and dream of dying. , and finally they are completely overhead.
People who have no use value to reach people, who are stupid enough to shout, have "returned to heaven" to serve the Jade Emperor.
***
The wood was crackling and cracking in the fire.
On the second night of Tianshou Wang Dajun's stay in Huaxian, the rhetoric of being infested by demons still caused panic among some of the soldiers.
The holy lotus altar immediately ordered a bonfire to be lit, and a large-scale sacrifice to heaven was held.
At each bonfire, there are seven or eight people dressed as holy lotus altars dancing and dancing, chanting incessantly.
Some people walked forward on their knees, first with their hands up to the sky, and told the night sky about their misery and poverty, how they were oppressed by the government, and their parents starved to death by selling their children. Every time they say a paragraph, the saint or incense master who presides over the fire sacrifice will repeat "Xingjun came to the world" aloud with his inner strength.
Everyone repeats it again and again, their eyes gradually redden, and they fall into a frenzy.
Master Luo sat high on the stage, the firelight only reflected his figure, and his face wore a strange mask with white lotus painted on it.
At first glance, it looks like an Arhat, a common Buddha statue in temples, but his demeanor is not dignified.
The mask is painted with gold and painted colors, and it is very delicate, but under the reflection of the fire, it makes people feel chills to watch.
"no."
The swordsman suddenly said, "The army is about to set off soon. Huaxian is the best chance. Once they return to the flat camp outside the city, it will be several times more difficult to hide or assassinate. The holy lotus altar is a scourge, it's right to kill a leader Luo first."
After speaking, without waiting for the ink carp to react, he suddenly rushed towards the high platform.
Master Luo raised his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth under the mask grinned.
The fish finally took the bait.