Wu Zuo died, and this news was not a good thing for everyone.
Liu Yijin stood in front of the map with cold eyes.
Mengyao walked in, "Sir, this matter is actually not their fault."
"I know. It's just that I think this matter is not as simple as imagined."
"Sir, are you talking about the black hand behind Wu Zuo's death?"
"Yeah." Liu Yijin sighed: "I know General Wuzuo's ability. This man is bold but careful. He can deal with some refugees, but he will not fight with those masters."
Mengyao sighed quietly: "I know it too, but if a master of Maitreya Buddhism is hidden in it, then..."
Liu Yijin pointed to several locations on the map: "The road from Liujiacun to Hanpo is full of traitors and refugees from Maitreya Buddhism. If General Wuzuo is chasing people along the way, there must be scouts in front and small groups of wolf guards around him. Look out for each other.”
"If something inappropriate is discovered and a warning is given in advance, rescue will be possible in time."
"But there was no warning, and we only saw the head but not his body. What does this mean?"
Mengyao took a deep breath: "It means there was no time to warn."
"Yes, there was no warning at all. There are only two possibilities. One is that a large number of masters were suddenly surrounded and killed, so that thousands of people led by General Wuzuo could be eaten directly. But in this case, there is still time to give a warning. .”
"The other way is that he didn't give a warning, or he didn't even think about giving a warning. That's the problem."
Liu Yijin turned and looked at Mengyao: "Under what circumstances do you think such a thing will happen?"
Mengyao's face turned pale: "Internal traitor, or..."
"You are right, there is an internal traitor, and he is the closest person to General Wuzuo. The other kind is the reinforcements. Only the sudden close-quarters killing of the reinforcements will cause this situation. Thousands of soldiers and horses, no one will survive. , General Wuzuo’s body was not found, only one head was quietly placed in the county government office.”
"There are indeed masters in Maitreya Buddhism, but there are also unstable factors within us. Otherwise, trying to quietly appear in the county government office with a human head would be like ascending to heaven!"
"If there were such masters, others would have taken away the heads between you and me!"
"Sir, what about this?"
Liu Yijin sighed: "The death of General Wu Zuo must be known to the eldest princess. This matter is no longer a simple riot."
There were hurried footsteps outside, and Erzhu stumbled in: "Brother Yijin, something serious has happened."
"People from Maitreya Buddhism looted Qinghe Town."
"What?"
Liu Yijin's expression changed drastically: "Did we send troops?"
Erzhuzi burst into tears: "Dead, all dead. No one survived!"
Liu Yijin grabbed Er Zhuzhu's hand anxiously: "What did you say! Everything is dead."
"Everyone in Qinghe Town is dead."
Liu Yijin felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "How could they all be dead? What on earth is going on?"
Yuan Shuo walked in covered in blood, and knelt on the ground with a pale face: "Sir, Maitreya Buddhism has bloodied Qinghe Town. You are humble and incompetent. Please punish me!"
Liu Yijin's head suddenly buzzed loudly, and he ran staggeringly outside: "Prepare your horses, I'm going to Qinghe Town!"
As soon as he walked out, he saw Lan Yu'er rushing over: "Sir, Qinghe Town."
"I understand, let's go and see later."
When Liu Yijin led everyone to Qinghe Town, the scene before him made his face turn pale and his hands and feet were cold.
All you can see are destroyed houses and corpses on the streets.
Liu Yijin slipped off his horse and staggered forward.
Erzhuzi followed behind, crying and shouting, "Brother Yijin, they are all dead. Almost everyone in the town is dead."
The cry not far away caught Liu Yijin's attention, and everyone rushed over. Gouzi knelt on the ground and cried until he died. There was an old man's body lying on the ground.
Liu Yijin knelt directly on the ground: "Uncle!"
Gouzi looked at Liu Yijin with a dull expression: "Brother Yijin, they are all dead, and all the villagers are dead."
"I know." Liu Yijin, who was looking sad, was about to speak when he saw Gouzi clenching his hands and shaking his whole body: "Brother Yijin, why don't we protect Qinghe Town first? Why!"
Gouzi suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Yijin with a sad face: "Where were you when Maitreya Buddhism first started? You just took care of other places. You even went to the Cui family's old village. Why don't you go back? Qinghe Town?”
"Why!"
Gouzi stood next to Liu Yijin sadly and angrily: "Qinghe Town is gone, my father is gone, and Uncle Zhuzhu's family is gone."
Erzhu on the side squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
Liu Yijin felt sad: "I was negligent, I was negligent."
Gouzi suddenly raised his paw.
"Gouzi, what are you doing!" Erzhuzi stopped directly in front of Liu Yijin: "Gouzi, no one thought that the Maitreya Buddhist Society would kill so hard in Qinghe Town. Your family is dead, and so is my family. Many villagers have died, and even more people have died in Qinghe County!"
"These are all mobilized by Brother Yijin. Don't you know how many people we have on hand?"
Gouzi threw the long knife in his hand to the ground angrily and cried out.
Erzhuzi also slammed the iron rod in his hand to the ground, squatted on the ground and cried in his arms.
Liu Yijin's tears couldn't help but flow down. The voices, faces, and smiles of the people in Qinghe Town flashed before his eyes, including the kind-hearted Uncle Zhuzi, the honest and honest father Gou Zi, and those who worked hard. Hard-working folks.
The deaths of these people stabbed Liu Yijin's heart again and again like a sharp knife.
"Come here!" Yuan Shuo and others who were following behind him hurriedly walked up, "Sir."
"Pass me to order all the wolf guards in Qingfeng County to thoroughly investigate all those who have anything to do with Maitreya Buddhism. Anyone who stubbornly believes in Maitreya Buddhism will be killed without mercy! Anyone who hides people who believe in Maitreya Buddhism will be killed without mercy!"
"Anyone who exposes a Maitreya Buddhism will be rewarded with ten taels of silver. Anyone who can provide the hiding place of Maitreya Buddhism will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"As you command!"
Liu Yijin turned around and looked at Erzhu and Gouzi who were kneeling on the ground, "Erzhu, Gouzi, don't worry, I, Liu Yijin, will avenge Qinghe Town. If I don't kill all the Maitreya Buddhists, I, Liu Yijin, won't go anywhere." go!"
After speaking, Liu Yijin turned around and mounted his horse, and glanced at Yuan Peng and others who were following him: "Follow me to the border!"
As the horse galloped, Liu Yijin had a ball of anger hidden in his heart. He did not expect that Maitreya Buddhism's methods were becoming more and more cruel, and even those defenseless women and elderly people were not spared!
And he knew that the reason why the other party destroyed Qinghe Town was simply to declare war on Liu Yijin.
In this case, only by using thunderous means and bloody suppression can the opponent be completely defeated.
The other party is not a good person and cannot show any mercy at all. As for those ignorant people driven away by Maitreya Buddhism, they may have many alternatives, but once they start killing, even if they don't swing their swords, those people's swords and guns will They will also kill him.
When poverty encounters killing, the killing of poverty is even more terrifying!
Just as Liu Yijing rushed to the border, a group of soldiers and horses were galloping towards the distance.
Zhang Mang looked at the strong men who had gathered in the team and the young and beautiful women tied together with ropes with a ferocious smile, and couldn't help but smile in victory.
The last time he caught the imperial court off guard in the form of reinforcements, they not only annexed three thousand soldiers and horses, but also looted several surrounding small villages and towns. The most important thing was that he personally cut off the head of General Wuzuo and sent it to him. The case was brought to the Qingshui County government office.
The arrogance in Zhang Mang's eyes became even more powerful when he thought that he could quietly appear in the opponent's base camp and escape unscathed.
"Liu Yijin is just like that. He looks busy all day long, but in fact he can't do anything important!"
Next to Zhang Mang, a military general wearing armor flattered the world loudly: "The general is still the one who can decide the matter. If it weren't for the general's decisiveness at that time, Wu Zuo might have sent the signal."
Zhang Mang smiled proudly: "The battlefield situation is changing rapidly. What we have to do is to give the enemy a fatal blow at the most appropriate opportunity, so that we can defeat the enemy in front!"
"General, this trip is a great success, and you will definitely be praised by your lord~!"
Zhang Mang glanced ahead proudly: "So what if the ten war generals are gone, I, Zhang Mang, can compare with them!"
The men and horses stopped in a valley. Seeing that it was Zhang Mang, the guard hurriedly opened the door, and Zhang Mang walked in proudly.
Long Yu was reading a secret letter in the tent. When he heard the news of Zhang Mang's return, he said calmly: "Let him come in."
Zhang Mang walked in and was about to speak when he saw Long Yu's gloomy face and couldn't help but feel anxious: "Sir, what happened?"
Long Yu showed no expression: "It's been a hard journey."
Zhang Mang laughed loudly: "It's not hard at all, sir, you don't know."
Before he finished speaking, Long Yu said coldly: "What did I tell you?"
"Sir, what are you doing?"
Long Yu's face gradually darkened, and he walked towards Zhang Mang step by step: "I asked you to kill Wu Zuo, but who asked you to kill all three thousand officers and soldiers?"
"Sir, this..."
"What's this?"
"Look at this!" Long Yu was so angry that he threw a confidential letter over with his face livid. Zhang Mang glanced at it and his expression suddenly changed: "Sir, this, is this?"
"Useless thing!" Long Yu kicked Zhang Mang to the ground: "It's okay to kill Wu Zuo. At best, it was done by a master sent by Maitreya Buddhism. It's better for you to kill three thousand officers and soldiers in one go. Everyone has served, you, you are really capable!"
Long Yu's face was gloomy, "All the wolf guards in Qingfeng County have been mobilized. Liu Yijin is at the border now. Once the army sets off, where do you think you can go?"
Zhang Mang was sweating profusely, but he still insisted: "Sir, the matter has not reached the point where it is out of control. Besides, Daxia is knocking at the border gate. How can the army..."
Before Zhang Mang could finish his words, Long Yu stomped him again: "You pig-brained thing! Get out of here!"
"Sir, calm down." The old man in black who had been standing next to him glanced at Zhang Mang lightly: "Although General Zhang's move is a bit inappropriate, the matter is irreparable. What we have to do is to tighten the front line quickly to prevent others from attacking. Followed."
Zhang Mang shook his head hurriedly: "Don't worry, sir. I was very careful when I came back. There is no tail behind me at all."
"You mean no?" Long Yu snorted: "Do you think those people in the Wolf Guard are vegetarians?"
Zhang Mang's expression changed drastically: "Sir..."
Long Yu's face was ashen: "If Mr. Xue hadn't killed a few wolf guards for you along the way, do you think you could have arrived here safely?"
Zhang Mang hurriedly kowtowed to the old man in black: "Thank you, Mr. Xue, for helping me."
"General Zhang, there's no need to be polite. It's just a matter of effort."
Just as Long Yu was about to speak, his face suddenly changed slightly and he looked outside the tent: "Who, come out!"
