"Can't wait any longer, get ready to take action."
Xu Yaqing discovered Zuo Mengeng's traces and was ready to take action. Similarly, Zuo Mengeng also noticed something was wrong.
When it comes to reconnaissance ability, no matter how immature the recruits in the reconnaissance brigade are, they cannot be compared to the ragtag group of Wenxiang Cult after professional training.
While they were driving the Wang Ting test team, alarms came from other directions.
Zuo Mengeng decided that he must take action.
After all, they have fewer people this time, and if they delay it any longer, they may have long nights and many dreams.
As for whether it would offend Wang Tingshi, that's out of his control.
Besides, this guy has been dismissed from office, so what else can he be stubborn about now?
Zuo Mengeng has boss Dong Lin behind him, and he is very confident.
Everyone received the order and immediately ate and drank water to replenish their strength. At the same time, he wiped his sword and prepared for the next action.
The biggest role of Dengzhou and his team was to allow these new recruits to receive initial training.
Although the price of growth is very painful, there is no shortcut to becoming a strong army.
Just when they were almost ready, a scout rushed over.
"Thousands of seats, the team is at attention. Just in front of a stick of incense, Wang Ting's test team suddenly set off and headed straight for the Jiao River. It seemed that they planned to cross the river immediately."
"No, Xu Yaqing acted first."
Liu Yiyuan reacted immediately.
They had already walked this road when they went to Dengzhou, and used it as training and also carried out drawing operations. I knew that there was only a wooden bridge over the Jiao River ahead, and there was no ferry.
In other words, unless you walk on a bridge, you have to go a long way around to cross the river.
Zuo Mengeng moved faster and was already on his horse.
"Chase."
The others followed one after another, and for a while the horses' hooves were like thunder, and the wind was fast.
After the general ran for five miles, a group of knights rushed out from the side road. Without saying a word, they directly covered him and killed him.
Both sides knew it well and did not hesitate at all. They immediately fought together.
After charging against one, three people fell down here, while nearly thirty people were killed or injured by the Wenxiang cultists who blocked the road.
This contrast makes many incense-smelling believers frightened. If it weren't for the deterrent teachings, many people would probably run away.
Zuo Mengeng didn't want to worry about the follow-up battle, but his mount had just run a short distance when it suddenly let out a cry and fell heavily to one side.
Not only him, but also the mounts of several other people.
Fortunately, everyone was very skilled and rolled away without being pinned down by the fallen mount.
When I went to see it again, these incense-smelling cultists who were blocking the attack had insidiously arranged trip wires.
Now that I lost my car, I could only look at the Jiao River in the distance, where a convoy was slowly crossing the bridge, and I couldn't catch up.
Zuo Mengeng was furious and turned around to attack the Wenxiang cultist who had caught up again.
In fact, these scouts' skills on land are far better than their skills on horseback, because they have only learned riding skills for a few days.
Although there are many horse bandits among the Wenxiang cultists who have been fighting for many years, when they encounter these professional combat machines, they will make a decisive decision.
After another round, the number of people killed exceeded fifty.
At this time, even the bravest and most devout Wenxiang believers were frightened and turned their horses around and fled.
But after such a delay, the convoy in the distance was almost all crossing the river.
Zuo Mengeng and others cut off the stumbling ropes, abandoned their injured mounts, replaced them with captured war horses, and chased again.
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Just as Zuo Mengeng and others were fighting against the enemy, Xu Yaqing finally showed her ferocious fangs.
She clung to Wang Tingshi's shoulders, her eyes as charming as silk, and seemed no different than usual.
"It's very sad that the master has suffered a calamity this time. But I don't know when will he be able to recover and regain his glory?"
In just a few days, Wang Tingshi seemed to have aged a lot.
Once a man loses his power, he loses all his vitality.
"Hey, it's getting harder and harder to be an official in the Ming Dynasty. It's clearly His Majesty's intention to decide on the number of soldiers in Dongjiang Town out of 20,000. But when it comes down to it, all the blame will fall on me. How can this be unreasonable? ? This is unreasonable! It doesn’t matter if this official is inappropriate, let’s go home and live together, wouldn’t we be happier than gods?”
Xu Yaqing said sweetly: "But in my heart, I can only be truly happy if you are dead."
Wang Tingzhu's color suddenly changed, and before he could make any move, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck. Then, the world in front of him turned completely dark.
He killed a court official with ruthless hands, but Xu Yaqing seemed as casual as swatting a fly to death. After coughing three times, screams came from outside the car.
After a while, the maid came outside the car.
"Holy girl, everything has been solved. The one hundred thousand taels of silver that Wang Tingzhan embezzled belongs to us."
Xu Yaqing opened the car curtain, looked at the hurried pursuit in the distance, and finally recognized Zuo Mengeng.
After being slightly surprised, he smiled.
"I wonder who the ghost is. It turns out to be this enemy."
She turned to the maid and ordered: "Burn the bridge."
When Zuo Mengeng and others rushed to the bridge, they had to stop.
The wooden bridge was in flames and it was impossible to cross.
Across dozens of meters of Jiaohe River, Xu Yaqing was waiting for him elegantly.
The woman puts on her veil again and becomes mysterious again.
"Zuo Mengeng, you're very capable. You were able to chase him all the way to Dengzhou. But you're late. I have a dead body here, do you want it?"
Seeing the stiff body of Wang Tingzhan at her feet, everyone here was very angry.
With just one move, this woman escaped.
Zuo Mengeng was also in a mess. He didn't expect that because of his arrival, he would actually kill a court official.
I don’t know what kind of ripples this matter will cause in the DPRK.
However, it was not his turn to think about these things. Instead, the vicious and decisive woman across the river made him pay more attention to it.
"You are lucky this time, but I will find you again soon. Xu Yaqing, your luck will always run out."
After hearing this, Xu Yaqing burst out laughing even more.
"Hahahahahaha, Zuo Mengeng, you have repeatedly ruined the important affairs of our holy religion. Even if you don't come to me, I will still come to you. Don't worry, my holy religion has hundreds of punishments, and I will definitely try them on you one by one. , I will never let you die easily."
Zuo Mengeng nodded and retorted: "The punishment here is relatively simple. If I catch you, just put you in a sack and let a hundred horses trample you."
Xu Yaqing's face condensed, and then she regained her enchanting look.
"What a stinky man who doesn't know how to be charming! It's a pity that you will always be able to eat ashes behind my back. Just like this Jiaohe, you can't catch up."
Xu Yaqing's motorcade slowly moved away and finally disappeared into the horizon.
A generation of feudal official Wang Tingshi turned into a withered skeleton on the roadside. Staring with puzzled eyes, he wanted to find the answer from this topsy-turvy world.
Zuo Mengeng knew that this time the confrontation with Xu Yaqing was over.
Although I don’t know when the next time will be, Xu Yaqing’s private meeting with the Donglu envoy must have a major plot.
Once launched, it will definitely be thunderous.
In order for that day not to turn into an irreversible tragedy, the only way is to continuously strengthen oneself and use absolutely tyrannical strength to make this demon sect witch completely despair.
"Do you want to collect the body for Wang Ting?"
Witnessing the governor's body exposed in the wilderness, Liu Yiyuan was shocked and couldn't help but ask.
But thinking of the sacrificed soldiers and the innocent people under Dengzhou City, Zuo Mengeng didn't have any good impressions of this guy.
"He doesn't deserve it."
Liu Yiyuan just felt it and would not disobey Zuo Mengeng for this.
"What do you think the court will do when it learns about this matter?"
Zuo Mengeng no longer wanted to stay here even for a second, so he turned his horse's head to another road.
"There is nothing left to control but a fallen bureaucrat, so who cares what happens to him."
As if to confirm his words, four days later, when Zuo Mengeng and his party returned to Linqing, they happened to see the imperial newspaper.
Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Jiliao, petitioned that the power in Liaodong should be unified and suggested that the governor of Denglai should be abolished.
With the emperor's permission, the governor of Denglai was no longer appointed, and all matters were left to Yuan Chonghuan's disposal.
Yuan Chonghuan's authority reached its peak and he became the veritable number one person in Liaodong.
Zuo Mengeng had no control over such important government affairs, and he didn't even have the right to comment.
Compared with these, what he is more concerned about is the follow-up of this expedition.
Although he traveled out of the twenty soldiers of the reconnaissance brigade, a total of eight people died.
Eight ordinary people.
There seems to be little sparkle in their lives.
In such troubled times, countless people have lost their lives. It seems that if they think about it this way, their sacrifices will be nothing.
But for eight families, the sky has fallen.
When he returned to the rear camp and faced the families of the fallen soldiers, Zuo Mengeng suddenly discovered that the difficulty of uniting the army was even more difficult than killing.
"This is Zhao Eryang's home. His father died on the way to escape from famine, and only he, my mother, and a younger brother were left. After coming to our place, Zhao Eryang became a soldier. Aunt Zhao couldn't rest and went to Wang Xiuzhi's quilt factory , works very hard. His brother is now working as an apprentice at the iron smelting plant, but he is always clamoring to join the army. "
After receiving the notice, Chen Zhi came over and took Zuo Mengeng and other officers to the home of the sacrificed soldier.
But looking at the ordinary and calm portal, everyone was stunned and unable to take even that step.
A good child followed them out but never came back. What should their relatives think?
