"Damn it, damn it!" Jiang Zhong's hair was disheveled, and even the Taoist robe on his body became a little dirty.
Yao Rong was not wrong, Beiyu really wanted to attack them. As soon as he returned to Qingzhou, he discovered that the veteran general Jiang Meng actually led his men to kill Mi Taoist disciples.
I originally wanted to raise my arms, but found that except for a few nearby counties, the news could not spread at all. Beiyu people have blocked all directions.
"Brother Yao, you have many ideas, what should you do now?"
Yao Rong's face turned dark, "I told you earlier to slow down before you show up. You don't believe it, so what if Jiang Meng is saved? Kindness is repaid with vengeance!"
"Brother Yao, don't argue." Jiang Chong said with a cold face, "How about you tell me your idea first?"
Yao Rong raised his head coldly and looked at the number of Mi Taoist disciples gathered in front of him, which numbered less than ten thousand. In the past two or three days, the Beiyu people have been killing people without mercy, forcing many newcomers who had just joined the religion to hide and not dare to show their faces again.
"Hide first. Qingzhou is surrounded by the sea on three sides, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time. I will follow the mountain road in Yanzhou and go up the mountain to hide first, and then come out when I find an opportunity."
"What if there is an ambush from Beiyu on the other side of the mountain road?"
"Even if there are, there won't be too many, so just kill them!" Yao Rong said expressionlessly.
"Brother Yao——"
While the two were talking, suddenly, a confidant ran over in a hurry.
"My lord, a secret message from Chengdu."
"That family of sheep killers." Jiang Zhong opened it, looked at it coldly, and suddenly smiled. Then, he handed the letter to Yao Rong next to him.
"The Sheep Killer said that Yuan Chong has arrived in the south of the Yangtze River in the name of paying homage to his father. He also contacted his old troops in Quyang County in Wuzhou."
"He wanted me to cross the river together and meet up first. This fool, up to now, is still thinking about his spring and autumn dream."
Yao Rong looked at the letter in his hand and frowned, "I'm a little surprised, why didn't he come over? Instead, he asked us to cross the river."
"Brother Yao, Jiang Meng is trying to kill us in Kezhou and even Qingzhou. What is he doing here? Although the Shu people are hateful, there is no trouble at the moment and everything is calm."
Yao Rong was silent for a moment and nodded.
"There are not enough merchant ships. Even if we cross the river, we can only carry 3,000 people."
"I can't care anymore." Jiang Zhong's voice was cold, "Let the remaining people hide in the mountains first, and then come out and become brave men in white turbans when something big is expected."
"Damn it, just a few steps away, my white scarf brave will be able to take the world by storm."
Yao Rong turned around and sneered.
"Brother Yao, the Beiyu people are chasing us too fast. You and I should cross the river first to avoid trouble!"
…
"When the world joins forces, the Mi Dao disciples are like turtles in a urn." Dongfang Jing faced the river and slowly smiled, "Remember, one of the two Mi Dao heavenly masters must be left behind. I still have a lot of things to do. ask."
"Don't worry, military advisor!" Ma Yi, who was nearby, cupped his hands and immediately walked to the dock to prepare to board the ship.
Dongfang Jing lowered his head silently and looked at the file in his hand.
Because the area to the north is all the territory of Beiyu. It is not easy to penetrate and grasp the intelligence beyond the Great Wall from there.
In the past, the two countries could have exchanged intelligence. But now, it is impossible. Just like the appearance of these rice channels, in Dongfang Jing's opinion, it is really interesting.
Chang Sheng fell into the trap and sent Jiang Meng to attack Lingzhou, but he was defeated and returned. As a result, the two countries have become more incompatible. But at this time, Midaotu is a good excuse to ease off.
After joining forces with a tacit understanding, according to Dongfang Jing's estimation, the war between the two countries will gradually calm down.
Xishu is still too weak now, and Beiyu has lost nearly 30,000 naval troops on the front line, as well as its warship reserve. At first glance, it seems that the time has not come for a decisive battle.
"In this war, the safest strategy for Western Shu is to hold on and then counterattack." Dongfang Jing murmured.
Xiangjiang is the natural danger of Western Shu. Otherwise, if we cross the river to attack the attack station, Western Shu will be defeated.
The road to hegemony is long and difficult.
Dongfang Jing hugged the sleeves of his robe, wrapped himself in the cloak, and sighed silently.
…
"Brother, do you think King Xu Shu will remember my big mistake and kill me when it is done?" In Quyang County, Yuan Chong was still worried.
He was extremely regretful. If he had known this, he should not have listened to Mi Taoist disciples at the beginning.
"Lord, don't talk nonsense." Yan Tang comforted him, then thought for a moment before speaking.
"My lord, please remember not to think of fighting for hegemony in the future. The general trend of the world has become a struggle between the north and the south. If my lord interferes again, there will be no place for you and me."
"Brother, I am King Yuan of Donglai, and I still have royal blood in my body. How can I be willing to--"
"If you say this again, I will not recognize you as my sworn brother." Yan Tang gritted his teeth, "Do you know that I have already touched King Xu Shu's evil intentions before? If it were not for the purpose of exchanging merit for crime, you and I would He's dead! Don't mention the royal bloodline in your body again, lest it arouse King Xu Shu's murderous intention."
Yuan Chong trembled all over and nodded dully.
"I guess after what happened this time, my lord will not leave Chengdu. But in the future, King Xu Shu will definitely send people to keep an eye on him."
Yuan Chong burst into tears.
"Don't fight anymore. Royal blood? Look at the Demon Queen's son, he died in his infancy... Lord, just be a wealthy prince in this life. If King Xu Shu wants to proclaim himself emperor in the future... …”
"How to say?"
Yan Tang was silent for a while, "The lord then submitted a letter, saying that he would replace the royal family with the surname Yuan and make the King of Shu the emperor. I guess this may... be one of the reasons why King Xu Shu and the two military advisors allowed the lord to enter Shu. But this reason is not too important, and the Lord needs to understand this."
Yuan Chong closed his eyes in pain, and then nodded with difficulty.
Yan Tang sighed.
"It's like a bet. Now that you have chosen Xishu, you should fully cooperate and be a minister of the dragon."
…
On the river.
Many merchant ships are being pushed out from the hidden reed swamps.
On the largest merchant ship, Jiang Chong was still full of anger and extremely unhappy. In his hand, he was still clutching a white towel and chattering endlessly.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, Brother Yao! Before my White Turban Yong has formed a big trend, you and I have been blocked!"
Yao Rong was silent and didn't speak, his eyes were extremely cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Brother Yao, please say something. I have always treated you like a brother and sister. I also said that the world is divided into two parts. I am the emperor and you are the emperor. One person has fifteen states."
"Brother Jiang, please be patient." Brother Yao comforted him. Although he was comforting Jiang Zhong, he still felt very uneasy for some reason.
Returning from Kezhou to Qingzhou, and then crossing the river from Qingzhou to Wuzhou, it was like there were hands pushing behind me. Pushing him forward in a daze.
If he was given more time, he might be able to come up with something. But time was too tight, and there was Jiang Zhong, a bad talker, who kept cursing and chattering beside him.
Sometimes, he wished he could just slap him.
Yao Rong looked at the river in front of him with a cold face and clenched his fists tightly.
