The city couldn't be entered, and since he had an appointment with Wang Zamao at noon tomorrow, Chang Yu didn't want to go back to Lu Daqi's camp for nearly a hundred miles, so he ordered to go east. He wanted to cross the Biandan River and then go further to station at the Qingshan River, but nothing happened. There had been too much rain in the past few days and the river had swelled. For a while, I couldn't find a shallow place to cross the river. I finally found a small forest ten miles northeast of Wuhu to camp.
It has been rainy for several days, humid and full of mosquitoes. Camping in the wild is a necessity and a hardship. Fortunately, the Heilang camp is not the delicate soldiers in Nanjing. This kind of wild survival has long been commonplace for them.
Of course, you still have to suffer the sin.
After nearly half an hour of work, many huts were built in the woods. Then they lit a fire to dry the ground. At least it would be more comfortable to sit or sleep than when it was wet. Then, they would light mosquito repellent and suffer less.
Lao Jiu came back from hunting with several brothers. He did a good job of putting it away and even got a wild boar weighing 200 kilograms. The soldiers howled happily, just like wolves in the middle of the night. Li Muchian even shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity."
"What a pity! Doesn't wild boar taste delicious?" Wu Zhong swallowed: "If you think it doesn't taste delicious, save a bite for me to eat later!"
"It's a pity that there is no wine"! Li Muxian shook his hands vigorously with a look of regret on his face, which made Wuzhong stand up with a groan and beat his chest while looking in the direction of Wuhu City.
"Why, you still want to get two taels!" Chang Yu snorted, and Wuzhong sighed and turned around and sat down again. He looked at the wild boar on the fire stand by the river and wiped his saliva: "You can't have your cake and eat it too." That’s right, let’s make do with it.”
"If tomorrow goes well, we can celebrate after entering the city." Chang Yu smiled slightly and looked at the faint flash of fire on the top of Wuhu City in the distance. Everyone was naturally very happy after hearing this, and they all prayed that Wang Zamao could do something for others. Let them down.
The soldiers camping by the river were able to have fun even without drinking. They ate meat and boasted loudly. Such ostentatious behavior naturally attracted the rebels to come and take a look. Although they didn't know whether they were sent by Wang Zamao or Tang Hu. Yes, but just spying on the outer sentries of the Black Wolf Camp from a distance, they would immediately run away after issuing a warning.
But the good times didn't last long, and it suddenly started to rain again, and it kept pouring. Everyone yelled at the weather, and Chang Yu could only pray secretly that it wouldn't rain too hard, otherwise he would suffer a lot: "Half-immortal, this rain Is it heavy?"
Li Muxian smiled bitterly: "I am only a half-immortal. He can calculate that the rain will stop in two days and the limit will be reached. If he can also calculate when he will be old and when he will be small, then he will be a true immortal." Chang Yu chuckled, secretly sighing for future generations. The weather forecast can really calculate when it will rain and when it will stop, which is better than the gods.
In case of heavy rain at night, Qiao Sanxiu, Chen Wangting and other personal attendants were busy thickening the hay shed. Chang Yu ate a piece of wild boar in the shed, picked up his clothes and wiped his mouth. He looked at the plainness in the corner and couldn't help it. He scolded: "Tell me, are you uncomfortable staying in Nanjing city? Why do you have to come out and suffer this, being exposed to wind, rain and mosquito bites?"
"I want to be free and at ease." Su Jing raised her head and said, "I was born in the Jianghu and I am used to living in the open, and I really feel that I am more comfortable than in the noble house where I live in fine clothes and fine food." Chang Yu sighed and rolled his eyes: "Our family understands your freedom, but are you comfortable now? Can a woman feel comfortable staying with a group of men? If you are comfortable, they will also feel uncomfortable!" Chang Yu said It's the truth. If Su Jing hadn't been there, he would have been shirtless at this moment, but now he's obviously sweaty and still wearing single clothes...
"Hezhu dislikes me for being a burden and getting in the way, so I won't serve you any longer." Su Jing said as she stood up and was about to leave, but was quickly stopped by Song Luoshu: "My lord, this is your concern, don't be impulsive." She and Night Demon were old friends. Knowledge, if others don’t dare to persuade you, they may not be able to persuade you, and even if you persuade the Night Demon, you won’t appreciate it.
"You're so angry after just a few words, do you think our family can control you?" Chang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head, Su Jing also went downhill: "It's not that I don't want to control you, then you have to say something reasonable. ..." Chang Yu didn't want to continue arguing with her, knowing that if he continued talking, it would be endless, so he quickly stopped a soldier passing by the hut: "Come here and clean this up."
"Yes, sir." The soldier bowed into the hut and bent down to clean up the food on the floor. Chang Yu felt that the man's voice sounded familiar and took a closer look. He turned to Su Jing and said, "Go out for a walk."
Su Jing hummed, turned around and went out. Chang Yu then looked at the soldier and said, "My lord, are you still used to it?" It turned out that this man was Zhu Yujian, the deposed king of Tang Dynasty.
Zhu Yujian heard the sound and cupped his hands and said: "I don't dare to be called a prince."
Chang Yu smiled slightly and gestured for him to sit down and chat. Zhu Yujian put down his work and found a clean place to sit down: "It used to be too leisurely inside the high wall, but now it is a bit strenuous to follow the march. There is nothing else." , on the contrary, I gained a lot of knowledge and inspired some ambitions, but...after all, I am almost over 50 years old."
"How could the prince be so decadent when he was in his prime? I don't think that even an eighty-year-old man would still ask if he could eat. How can you follow me?" Chang Yu looked at Zhu Yujian carefully. His face was slightly tired, but his figure was stronger than before. He was a little older, and his spirit was completely different from when we first met him inside the high wall.
The two were chatting in the thatched shed. The rain was getting heavier outside. The soldiers were busy building shelters to take shelter from the rain. Su Jing asked Song Luoshu under a tree not far away: "I just heard the little governor talking to Niubi. It seems that he wants to go." Which thief leader was killed, and who was sent there?"
Song Luoshu chuckled, and then told Wang Zamao about surrendering and trying to persuade Wang Tizhong to surrender. Su Jing frowned: "If you kill Wang Tizhong, it will be much easier for the little governor to go south to quell the chaos."
"That's natural." Song Luoshu nodded: "The little governor said that the king's body is Bai Wang's right-hand man. As long as he surrenders or persuades him to surrender, Bai Wang will have no power to fight back."
Su Jing said: "If Wang Zamao misses, how about we join forces to kill Wang Tizhong?"
ah! Song Luoshu scratched his head: "There is no assassination in the army. He is a general of the bandit army. He is always protected by at least a hundred soldiers when he never leaves the military camp. It is difficult to get close, let alone attack!" Su Jing snorted coldly: "Thank you brother and sister. He is still a well-known assassin in the world, so it doesn’t matter if he is among the thousands of soldiers, I can do what others can do.”
Song Luoshu frowned: "Who can do it?"
"You have been serving the young governor for a long time, haven't you heard that there was an elusive guy who chased him all the way from the capital to the outside of the pass and assassinated him? Even with a master like Chen Wangting at his side, he slipped away, not to mention the same for the young governor. He is in the military camp. It's just that he didn't expect that the young governor is also a master. If he were an ordinary person, he would have succeeded. I don't believe that Wang Ti Zhong is also a strong martial artist."
"Okay, I believe you can sneak up to him and do it, but I don't want you to take risks. More importantly, if you want to assassinate, you must first get the permission of the little governor, because this is not a simple assassination issue. King Ti Zhong Life and death, surrender and death are all related to the situation of the war, and cannot be acted upon rashly."
Su Jing thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll ask him."
Song Luoshu is very right in saying that life and death in the king's body affect the current situation.
Wang Zamao was listening to the rain at night in a small village in the west of Wuhu City, thinking about whether Wang Tizhong should live or die.
If he were alive, even if he was willing to surrender and become a high-ranking official, he would still have to work under him, not to mention that he might not be willing to surrender and would kill him instead. But if he died, the eunuch of Dongchang would just say that. If you have faith, you are the one with a bright future.
"Brother, are you worried about something?" At this time, a confidant came in holding a watermelon, put it on the table and cut it open with a few cuts. Wang Zamao smiled and picked up a piece and took a few bites: "You You can tell I'm worried."
"Ever since you came back from your meeting with the officers and soldiers, you looked worried. By the way, brother, why didn't you just kill those officers and soldiers and what were you talking to them about there?"
"Kill them?" Wang Zamao spat out a few melon seeds: "Pan Dahu, do you know the background of the officers and soldiers on the opposite side? They burned incense even if they didn't kill us, and you still want to die!"
Pan Dahu was startled: "What are their backgrounds? Even if they are the emperor's personal soldiers, what can they do? They are just a few hundred people. Each one of them is soaked in urine..."
"Yes, yes, please shut up." Wang Zamao interrupted him, looked around and whispered: "Dahu, do you think our rebels still have hope?"
"Why not? We have been fighting all the way from De'an in the past few months. We can reach Nanjing in sight. As long as we capture Nanjing, then..." Pan Dahu immediately became excited, and Wang Zamao interrupted him again helplessly: "Do you really think so? King Chuang sent hundreds of thousands of troops from Xi'an to march eastward, and they almost broke into the city of Beijing. But what happened in the end? Do you think we can reach the city of Nanjing?"
"Yes." Pan Dahu touched his head: "It's different. I heard that King Chuang was defeated by an eunuch. The eunuch was a murderer... But the officers and soldiers here in Nanjing can't do it. You see..." Pan Dahu seemed to have thought of There was a slight embarrassment on He He's face: "We lost the city because we were careless for a moment. It will not be an easy task after we rest enough and wait for reinforcements from Wang Tizhong to arrive."
"But what if the murderous devil comes here?" Wang Zamao couldn't help but shudder as he said this. Pan Dahu was startled, and then he said: "Could it be that just now..."
Hush, Wang Zamao looked around nervously to signal him to be silent, and then whispered: "Yes, it's that murderous grinder. He wants to recruit me! Otherwise, he will destroy us just now!"
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