The black robe's eyes were shining brightly, and he spoke faster and faster: "There were some of my men among Mao Jin's frontline troops. After killing Mao Yuan, he quickly approached Mao Jin. He thought he was a friendly army and was not prepared. When he arrived, At this time, we should cooperate with the outside to kill him, and then return to Chengdu. If all goes well, within three days, the heads of the Mao family will be hung on the city walls of Chengdu, and Yizhou will be freed from the Jin Dynasty forever. Domination and servitude, independence again.”
Hou Hui and Yang Mei jumped up and rushed directly outside the tent. The black robe looked at their departing figures with an evil smile on the corners of their mouths.
Two hours later, at Wucheng Shuikou, by the river.
With a "plop", a burst of water rose from the river, accompanied by a loud shout in the Shu dialect: "Come on, people, it's not good, Qiao Gong is throwing himself into the water!"
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen black and thin men also plunged into the water one after another. On the surface of the river, bursts of bubbles rose. After a few minutes, Qiao Zong was soaked from head to toe, his eyes were closed, and he was being manipulated by everyone. After he fished it out on a large boat parked on the river, a few drops of blood fell on his face, and the smell of blood made him wake up slowly. A few mouthfuls of choking water flowed from his mouth. Spouting out, he opened his eyes and saw at a glance the disheveled Mao Yuan's head hanging on the flagpole on the bow. He immediately cried and knelt down: "Mr. Yuan, it's my fault, I didn't protect him well. Where are you?"
Hou Hui was wearing only a pair of calf-nosed shorts. It was Qiao Zong who he had just led people into the water to fish up. Yang Mei, who was standing on the side, was holding a sharp steel knife with the tip still dripping. It was unclear whether the blood belonged to Mao Yuan or to the more than ten Mao Yuan guards who had fallen on the boat. The two looked at each other and knelt down with the surrounding sergeants. Hou Hui clasped his fists and said: "Master Qiao, Mao's family One clan has abused us Shu people and resorted to militarism. Humans and gods are angry with each other. We Shu people have suffered from the Mao family for a long time. Today is a good opportunity to obey the destiny and punish the evil and eliminate the violence. Now we have killed the people. Look at the tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. , all cheered, this is an act that conforms to the morale of the military and the people. Kill the Mao clan and return Yizhou to me!"
At this moment, on the river, soldiers and boatmen on hundreds of boats, as well as tens of thousands of sergeants coming out of the riverside camp, all shouted: "Kill Mao and give me Yizhou!" Twenty thousand! Multiple voices roared in unison, and even the sound of the river wind and water was drowned out.
Qiao Zong sat up and sighed: "You idiots, what do you know? Do you think I don't want to resist? We Shu people are not used to fighting. How can we achieve anything by just relying on a moment of bloody courage? It's easy to kill Mao Yuan. But how to deal with the tens of thousands of elites under Mao Jin's command? Not to mention that Mao Can is still in Chengdu, and our families are all in his hands as hostages. If you don't want to live, don't drag me into trouble and harm our Qiao clan. There are more than 800 people!”
Yang Mo laughed loudly: "We are doing this important thing today. Who of us is not putting the lives of our wives, children, and children at risk? Duke Qiao is a big family in Sichuan and is highly respected by everyone. We, the people in Sichuan, have always respected you more than the Mao family. The voice of the soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait is, What the people want. Mao Yuan has been killed, and now we have no way to turn back. Even if you hand us over to Mao Chu to apologize, he will never trust you again and will definitely kill your entire family. Instead of doing this, it is better to fight to the death. Fight, there is still life!"
A thick and fierce voice sounded on the boat. The voice came from a giant man with a height of nine feet. Among the short Shu people, most of whom were less than six feet tall, he was as huge as a giant spirit god. Wei Meng, this person is none other than Qiao Zong's clan brother Qiao Daofu. He has traveled around the world for many years and has become a mercenary and participated in many battles. He is known as the most powerful general of the Qiao clan. When Yang Mo killed Mao Yuan just now, he was As the captain of the guard, he stood by and watched, which showed that he had already made up his mind to rebel, and he coincided with Hou Hui and Yang Mei.
"Brother, the Mao family is a foreign force. The Eastern Jin Dynasty is currently in civil strife. As long as we defeat the Mao family's army, we can separatize Yizhou for a long time. When the time comes, we can unite with Qiuchi and Hou Qin to support Huan Zhen in occupying Jingzhou. Blocking the armies of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Cuan clan of Ningzhou was also a Han clan that reached a remote place. Finally, it was able to be welcomed by the public and form a separatist regime. We, the Qiao clan, have been a Yizhou clan for generations, and what can we not do with what the people want? Since ancient times, emperors and generals have , which one is not to do great things without hesitation, you have read the history books, you know this truth better than me."
Qiao Zong frowned: "If nothing else, let's talk about the former army Mao Jin's Liangzhou Army. They have been guarding our Yizhou these years. You all know their combat effectiveness. Can we win over others with just our army? ?If you can’t win, you will die in vain. Don’t you consider the consequences of doing things?”
Hou Hui smiled and said: "Qiao Gong, if we pull together and fight openly, we are indeed no match for the Liangzhou Army, but now we are friendly forces. They are camping in Fuling and preparing to set off tomorrow. If we make a surprise attack at night, then How can the enemy be undefeated if they don’t know where they are being attacked?”
Qiao Zong opened his eyes wide: "Is this kind of surprise attack really feasible? We Shu soldiers have never been accustomed to fighting. It is not easy for an army of 20,000 to make a regular formal march. They have to run for three hundred miles without being noticed. Do you think we are the Beifu Army or the Jingzhou Army?"
Qiao Daofu laughed: "Brother, since it was a surprise attack, why did we need 20,000 troops? We just said that we followed Mao Yuan's order to speed up the transportation of the newly arrived military supplies to the front line. Huan Zhenxin defeated He Wuji. We Speeding up the march at this time, saying that it is Mao Jin's order, will not arouse suspicion. At that time, only two thousand elite soldiers will be required to disguise themselves as food transporters. Mao Jin will not be prepared and kill Mao Jin at night. Then The Liangzhou army will definitely collapse without a fight. This is a good opportunity given to us by God. If we miss it, I am afraid that Yizhou will no longer have the possibility of independence!"
Qiao Zong gritted his teeth, looked at Qiao Daofu, and said in a deep voice: "This is a serious matter of rebellion. You are gambling with the lives of the entire clan. If you succeed, you will be the king, if you fail, the entire clan will be destroyed. Are you really sure? "
Qiao Daofu smiled "hehe": "We have rebelled now, brother, there is no turning back." He said, pointing to Mao Yuan's head on the big flag on the bow: "Either we kill all the heads of the Mao family. If we hang it up like this, either our Qiao family, as well as all the people who participated in the uprising today, will have their heads hung up by Mao, and there is no other way to go."
Qiao Zong gritted his teeth, jumped up from the ground, and said bitterly: "In this case, there is nothing more to say. Today, I, Qiao Zong, will lead all the soldiers and civilians in Shu to raise troops to eliminate violence. If I fail, I will become a benevolent person." !”
There was a burst of cheers on both sides of the river and the river, and the sound of "Long Live" resounded throughout the world. On one side of the river bank, in a small forest, a man in black robe stood with his arms folded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well done."
He turned to look at Ming Yue, who was standing aside with her hands lowered and respectfully saying: "Don't let me down this time."
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