"Hunt for the rebel general Miao Tong!" On the official road in Chuzhou, there were about a thousand people on foot and cavalry, led by a thin supervisor, marching forward.
At this time, several heads had been cut off under the horse that the Supervisor Army was riding, and they were hanging with blood stains on them.
"Damn it, these traitors have entered the forest!"
"General, in front!"
The Supervisor Army raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a few vague figures on horseback, fleeing to the west.
"Chase, chase and kill quickly! Whoever passes the first level of Xiao Miao will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"
The group of more than a thousand people chasing after them suddenly became crazy and chased them forward, shouting and killing.
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Bang.
At this time, in an abandoned temple in the wilderness of Chuzhou, a dozen men covered in blood were gasping for air and rarely sat down to rest for a while.
The pursuit for several days and nights exhausted their energy.
"General Miao, don't worry. The enemy's pursuers have been... diverted away by Li Hu and the others."
Miao Tong's face turned pale, and the arrow wounds on his body were so severe that he almost lost consciousness. He could clearly understand that Li Hu and the three personal guards must have acted as bait to protect him.
But even so, it's not safe here. It's just that the dozen of them were already too tired from being chased all the way. Even the horses were killed.
"General, what should we do next?"
Listening, Miao Tong's eyes were painful. His personal guards were almost dead, his family had been massacred, and he only had half a life left.
"General, drink some water."
After drinking less than half of the water bag, Miao Tong's expression softened a little. A soldier got the gold sore medicine and carefully treated the arrow wound for him.
"General, why don't you surrender to Shu! The Dongling people are going to be killed!" A familiar guard hesitantly spoke.
Different from the past, this time Miao Tong lowered his head and said nothing for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
"General, general!" At this time, there were inquiring guards outside the temple, and they came back hurriedly.
"I found out the news. I asked a small businessman who was on the run. The rebellion in Wuzhou has become bigger and bigger. Moreover, the general's old friend, General Feife... has been killed. I heard that his head was cut off. , carried it under the city head with a bamboo pole."
Miao Tong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly burst into tears, and his hoarse cries echoed throughout the ruined temple. Family members died in vain, old friends were murdered, what happened in the past few days was like a nightmare.
"General, surrender to Shu!" More than a dozen personal guards gathered around him, their voices filled with anger and unwillingness.
"I am willing to surrender to Shu with the general!"
Miao Tong stopped crying, closed his eyes and trembled. He recalled how high-spirited he was when he took Xiang Yong to seek refuge with Zuo Shiren that year.
"It's hard to have both loyalty and righteousness. My Miao Tong has no way out."
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Outside Chenshui Pass, Xu Mu frowned deeply after receiving the information.
The bad news is that Feifu is dead and Miaotong is seriously injured and missing. The good news is that the fire of rebellion on Lu Xiong's side has already reached Lingzhou. It is said that there are more than 10,000 oppressed sea people who are willing to follow the Shu army to light the fire.
"Zuo Shiren should have understood long ago that letting King Liang enter the mausoleum would inevitably lead to a loss of control. When King Liang was in the inner city, people like Chang Shilang were still cautious. Zuo Shiren, how dare he."
The recent disaster in Dongling is already clear. The people of the Liang King, taking advantage of this moment, are still eradicating dissidents and trying to seize the military and political power of Dongling.
"Under ambition, many people become fools."
Xu Mu closed his eyes for a long time before speaking, "Gou Fu, what do you think?"
Little Dog Fu thought for a while, "My lord, Miao Tong is still alive. This is the greatest blessing for me in Xishu. If not, we can try to rescue Miao Tong."
"Gou Fu, little military advisor Bolie is in Cangzhou. He will do these things naturally, and I don't need to explain it at all."
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Thirty miles outside Lidu City, there is the Western Shu camp.
Dongfang Jing, who was sitting on the tiger leather chair, looked ahead in silence. In front of him were three dead Night Owl warriors who had returned from Dongling.
Out of the seventeen-man Night Owl Sentinel, only three returned, and one of them was still coughing up blood and was seriously injured. The military doctor hurriedly walked in and helped the seriously injured person outside the camp.
"You are saying that Fife has been killed?"
"Young military advisor, that's exactly what happened... Wuzhou's Zhenzhou general Cai Meng surrounded and killed General Feifei, and carried his head under the city wall."
Dongfang Jing sighed and continued to ask, "Where is General Miao Tong?"
"Every member of the clan was slaughtered. I heard that General Miao Tong was seriously injured and escaped from the siege. Our people searched for a long time and guessed that General Miao Tong might be hiding in the south of Chuzhou."
"The rebellion in Wuzhou was raging, and Miao Tong and Feifu became the stepping stones for King Liang to enter the mausoleum." Dongfang Jing thought deeply, and spoke again after a long time.
"Is there any way to sneak into Dongling again?"
"Of course there is a little strategist."
Dongfang Jing's eyes were sad. Although there was a way, it was almost a narrow escape. After escaping from Dongling, only three of the seventeen people died.
But Xi Shu is so short of a naval general. Even Dou Tong is only a half-way monk, and cannot compare to a navy warrior like Miao Tong.
After thinking about it, Dongfang Jing became determined.
"I will send another hundred dead soldiers to follow you two and sneak into Dongling Chuzhou with my handwritten letter. No matter what method you use, you must find General Miao Tong."
"Don't worry, little strategist!" The two Night Owl warriors showed no fear on their faces.
"Hold on."
Dongfang Jing said with a serious expression, "Get the knife."
The waiter didn't know why, but he quickly took the knife.
Holding the knife in his hand, Dongfang Jing cut his finger and began to write quickly on a clean white handkerchief.
After finishing writing, he cut off a strand of hair and carefully embedded it in the letter.
"Find General Miao Tong and hand over this autographed letter of mine to him. Tell him that I, Dongfang Jing, would like to swear on my body and skin that if he enters our Western Shu and the six states of Western Shu, I am willing to dedicate him to him. Navy admiral. My lord Xu Mu and many Shu generals are all old friends with him, so we will definitely not have any objections!"
Night Owl Death Soldier's face was moved, he stood up and took the blood letter.
"If there is such a strong naval general in the country of Western Shu, then the chance of winning in a water battle will be increased by at least 20%!"
"The little military advisor is righteous!"
Dongfang raised his head in admiration, then looked at Yu Wen and others next to him.
"Immediately send an order, the army will pretend to attack Lidu City, contain the Shanyue people, and add three more fires to Wuzhou's rebellion!"
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