Yu Wanfu returned to the gang and stayed behind closed doors. For a long time, he wrote down the gang situation in every place. They called the names one by one and arranged for people to go out to deliver letters. It was a very positive work.
Yi Xiaodao stood on the wall of Jicheng, watching the Huquan Gang disciples one after another rush out of the city gate and disappear into the distance, and asked: "Do you know what I am thinking?"
Only Wang Xuan stood next to him. Wang Xuan nodded and replied: "Send the Huquan Gang to spread the news and use the reputation of the Huquan Gang to boost the momentum of our army. When gangs from all over the country come to surrender, with everyone united, the Dongfang Bell will not be able to set off the bell." What's going on?"
"How does it compare to yours?" Yi Xiaodao asked.
"The common people are ashamed." Wang Xuan replied calmly. Although he said he was ashamed, Yi Xiaodao looked at him with a smile, and it seemed that he was not ashamed, but rather proud.
Yi Xiaodao looked at Wang Xuan and said: "The Huquan Gang alone is not enough to attract the hearts of the entire Donglu people."
"Master Yi, what do you mean?" Wang Xuan was a little confused.
"I want you to go to Qucheng for me and persuade Confucius. Confucius wants to marry the Huquan Gang and make friends with Dongfang Zhong. Now that Dongfang Zhong has escaped and the Huquan Gang has taken refuge with us, where will they go? Confucius is thinking You should already know.”
"I originally wanted Qin to move away. He has martial arts skills, so I feel more at ease outside. But unfortunately he has some issues with Confucius, so I have to trouble you to go. Jicheng still needs to be defended, and the most I can do is I'll give you one hundred military camps, what do you think?" Yi Xiaodao asked.
Wang Xuan smiled and said: "That's enough. I think it's a big deal. The common people will definitely live up to their mission!"
Yi Xiaodao was a little worried: "What I'm worried about is nothing else. I believe that with your eloquence, you will be able to convince Confucius when you get to Qucheng. But from Jicheng to Qucheng, there are also a lot of bandits along the way. You..."
"Please be at ease, Sir. The common people will return in a few days. I just hope that Sir Dongfang Ming will be with you for the time being, and the heads of Dongfang Ding and Dongfang Ding will be used as a token to keep the Confucian family in mind." Wang Xuan said with cupped hands.
"Dongfang Ding is easy to handle. One of the dead people is already dead, and the owl's head is fine. But Dongfang Ming cannot be touched lightly. He still needs to be escorted back to Beijing, and his majesty needs to be punished." Yi Xiaodao replied.
Wang Xuan frowned slightly and then said: "The Eastern Cauldron can also be used. As long as you give the order, the common people will set off immediately!"
As the sun set, a thin man dressed as a scholar walked out of the south gate of Jicheng, holding a wooden box containing Dongfang Ming's head.
Wang Xuan bowed to Yi Xiaodao on the city wall, got into the carriage, and the carriage headed towards Qucheng along the official road. He didn't ask for a hundred military camps, but he just walked slowly with one person and one cart.
After sending Wang Xuan away, Yi Xiaodao felt a lot of inexplicable loss. It was not easy for this frail scholar to walk in troubled times. In Yi Xiaodao's mind, he thought about Wang Xuan standing for half a night in the wind and snow outside Richeng...
"Big butterfly..." Dongfang Shi seemed to feel Yi Xiaodao's depression, and his chubby face drooped.
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A troop was walking dejectedly on the official road. The leader of this troop was Dongfang Zhong. At this time, he was also lying in a carriage, recovering from his injuries. A day has passed since Jicheng was ambushed, but the anger in Dongfang Zhong's heart has not disappeared at all.
"Sir, where are we going? How about retreating to Zicheng?" A Jicheng Army general came outside the carriage and asked.
"The City of the Past... let the Japanese come in first." Dongfang Zhong leaned in the carriage and said with his eyes closed.
The general of the Jicheng Army turned around and went to deliver the order, and Dongfang Zhong's nearly 10,000 Jicheng Army took the road towards Richeng. On the march of the Jicheng Army, people often left the team on horseback and sent orders to various cities. Bincheng, Yingcheng, and Yancheng had soldiers and horses leaving the city one after another, heading towards the direction of Richeng to meet up with Dongfang Zhong.
On the edge of Richeng, there have been several frictions between Li Dingxing and Xiang Lian'er leading the Nanhuai Army and the Huzheng Camp. With Xiang Lian'er and Li Dingxing in charge, the Eastern Japanese failed to take advantage of several sneak attacks and left in disgrace.
Yi Xiaodao had nothing to do in Jicheng. He went to the top of the city to patrol every day. The four gates in the southeast and northwest had already been patrolled. The most visited one was the south gate where Wang Xuan left.
A carriage tremblingly passed by Mount Tai. Wang Xuan sat in the carriage, tapping the wooden box with his fingers constantly, looking at the towering Mount Tai: "The towering Mount Tai, the First Emperor conferred Zen... I don't know what I have encountered." ,yes…"
"Uu uh uh~" A big tree suddenly fell down in front. The groom quickly tightened the reins, and the horse neighed and stopped.
"Whoosh!" A hidden arrow was shot. The groom had no time to dodge and was knocked off his horse by the hidden arrow.
Wang Xuan's fingers stopped, and he opened the curtain and saw the coachman lying on the ground. He sighed, jumped out of the car, and walked to the carriage with his hands behind his back: "What kind of hero? I have silver tattoos on my body." Twenty taels, thirty taels of silver notes, please show up and claim them."
Thirty or forty big men walked out of the forest, each carrying a bow and a gun, looking at Wang Xuan with evil intentions.
"Hand over Lord Dongfang Ding's head." The leader of the big men was wearing a tiger skin and was extremely burly.
"Boss Zong, are you all so polite in Richeng? Hahahahaha. He is like this, what nonsense can he say? Just go and get it!" A bandit next to him laughed at Boss Zong and strode forward. In front of him, he simply ignored Wang Xuan and got into the carriage to get the wooden box.
Wang Xuan's heart tightened. It didn't matter if he asked for money or a car, but if he took Dongfang Ding's head away, how could he convince Confucius when he went to Qucheng?
Wang Xuan grabbed the bandit and tried to stop him from entering the carriage. The bandit flicked his sleeve and threw Wang Xuan staggering. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and struck Wang Xuan on the head.
A figure emerged from the woods and threw Wang Xuan to the ground, narrowly avoiding the knife.
"You don't know how to hide? Do you want your life?" The man glared and cursed at Wang Xuan.
"Who is he? Dare to meddle in grandpa's business?" The bandit raised his knife and chased him. Before he took two steps, a spear pierced his chest, and the tip of the spear emerged from his chest.
On the side of the sect boss, everyone picked up their weapons and stepped forward to avenge their brothers.
The spear was withdrawn and the bandit fell to the ground dead. Wang Xuan quickly got up and got into the carriage. He was relieved when he saw that the wooden box was intact. He said to the two of them: "Thank you for the rescue. I wonder what you want?" Wang Xuan understood that pie in the sky would not fall into the sky. It was enough for him to encounter this kind of thing once in Richeng.
The one who jumped at Wang Xuan was a dark-skinned black man. The other man had a square face and a broad mouth, and was holding a spear. There was nothing special about him. Judging from the way they were dressed, they were no different from the bandits across from them.
"I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname. My name is Han Shi!" The black man puffed out his chest and loudly announced his name.
"Brother Han, I don't know why he wants to kill my brother?" The elder Zong closed his eyes slightly, and a wave of hatred shot out of his eyes.
Han Shi turned around and looked at the clan boss in surprise: "I said you were blind, right? You didn't know who was going to kill whom just now? If it weren't for my brother's quick shooting, would I still be standing here now?"
"Then why does Brother Han want to meddle in other people's business?" Boss Zong asked.
Han Shi walked to the carriage, patted it, and said with a smile: "Hey, I know this carriage, and I owe the owner of this carriage a favor! You are not allowed to move the people in this carriage. I will die here. , one of you dies, it’s even! Get out of the way for me!”
Although the Zong boss stretched out his hand to stop the bandits around him, the bandits were not happy when they heard this. They all pushed the Zong boss in front of him away: "What are you talking about? A handlebar gesture can also change the life of our seventh brother? "
The leader of the clan was pushed to the ground. One of the bandit leaders turned around and pointed: "The head in the wooden box better be really valuable, otherwise you will have to pay for it with your life!"
"You two dare to be so arrogant. I think you two are impatient. Today, I will ask you to find a companion on the road to Huangquan, so as not to be lonely!" As the bandits said, they picked up their weapons and charged at Wang Xuan and the others. Come.
Suddenly, there were noises from all directions in the forest, and people kept jumping out of the grass. They were also dressed like bandits, but they were far superior in numbers. There were about a hundred people, and within a short time, the bandits on the Zong boss' side were surrounded.
The situation changed so quickly that the bandits didn't even react. They wanted to use the strength of their numbers to do business, but who knew that the other party had more people, and they instantly became the disadvantaged party.
"What should I say? Sir, are these people killed or chopped up?" Han Shi asked Wang Xuan with a naive smile.
Wang Xuan bowed and said, "Thank you so much, hero. Let's kill them all."
Han Shi's pupils shrank: Good guy, this is a ruthless person. He looks so weak, but he didn't expect that he is so ruthless in his heart. How can he kill thirty or forty people just because he wants to?
Wang Xuan knew in his heart that these bandits knew what was in the wooden box and still dared to rob it. They were obviously Dongfang Zhong's people and leaving them was useless. Since you have the upper hand at this time, you must eliminate the roots to avoid future troubles.
"Stay with that man for a moment. I have something to ask him." Wang Xuan pointed at the sect boss again and said.
Han Shi waved his hand: "Do it!"
The bandits fought together. The bandits on the sect boss's side were frightened by the opponent's momentum, and some of them had unknowingly dropped their weapons. What's more, Han Shi suddenly attacked at this time, and everyone was unprepared for the moment. The bandits under Han Shi were like chopping melons and vegetables, and the broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, which was terrible to see.
Soon, the fight ended with one side falling to the ground. Without any surprise, Han Shi's side won a great victory. Only one person was left, the Zong boss, who still fell to the ground, not knowing whether to beg for mercy or fight desperately.
Wang Xuan stepped on the blood on the ground and walked towards the sect boss: "But the Huquan Gang told you that if I take this wooden box out of the city, you will bring someone to stop me?"
The Zong boss was trembling all over and kept silent. At this time, he felt that the frail man in front of him was more frightening than the bloody people on the ground.
"Are you and the Huquan Gang taking orders from Dongfang Bell?" Wang Xuan asked again.
Boss Zong nodded slowly.
"I heard about you in Richeng. I used some tricks to kill Boss Yao. After being discovered, I left alone. I didn't expect to come here. If I guessed correctly, you also reported Master Yi's whereabouts to the Oriental Bell. , so Dongfang Zhong set the response location in Richeng. But unexpectedly, something happened in Weicheng, so Dongfang Zhong did not go to respond to the Japanese people."
The sect boss was very frightened. This man actually guessed that he was almost inseparable...
"Or maybe Dongfang Zhong didn't want to respond at all, and just hoped that Master Yi would die at the hands of the Dongji people, but he didn't expect that the Dongji people would be so useless..."
Ten to ten…
