Southwest of Qingzhou, Linglong Mountain.
Li You and Tang Buping led their troops to chase Bai Lian Mo'er. They were about to catch up, but the opponent had already entered the mountains. Li You ordered the sergeants to rush several times, but they were all thrown back with stones by the White Lotus cultists.
"The mountain road is narrow and easy to defend but difficult to attack. We can't continue charging."
Tang Buping quickly dissuaded Li You.
Li You was unwilling to accept it and said, "Are we just going to watch them escape?"
Tang Buping was more anxious than Li You, but it was night after all, and the light was not good. In addition, the opponent occupied the mountain road, and a few people could block the Ming army. If he tried hard at this time, he would only die.
"It's almost dawn, and the war in Qingzhou should be over. Please inform the capital immediately to mobilize troops to seal the mountain."
Tang Buping suggested.
Li You had no choice but to comply.
Tang Buping watched the Ming army camp, stared at the road into the mountain, and asked with some confusion: "Why did the White Lotus cult members run to Linglong Mountain with all their lives?"
Li You spread his hands, he didn't know for sure, but he still expressed his guess: "It should be that he wants to occupy a dangerous place, imitate the king of Shaanxi King Kongnu, and survive."
Tang Buping didn't think so. You must know that the mountainous area where Wang Jingangnu is located has a lot of game, an animal with black eyes, and many fruit trees. Even if there is no food, they will not starve to death. Besides, it is extremely dangerous there. At the key entrance to Shu, you can make a living by robbing homes and houses, but this is Linglong Mountain.
Linglong Mountain is like a stone castle, with steep peaks and towering peaks. There are also countless stone caves such as Tongtian Cave, Chuanxin Cave, Xianbao Cave, Guanyin Cave, etc. The caves are twists and turns, unpredictable, and seemingly... Natural maze.
The biggest feature here is the stones and caves. Oh, at most, there are also the inscriptions left by the ancients who scrawled on the mountains when they were free, but there is not that much food...
Tongtian Cave.
Bai Lianmo'er looked at the First Heavenly King and the Fourth Heavenly King and shouted angrily: "Didn't the intelligence say that Linglong Mountain is Geng Bingwen's granary? Where's the grain? Why haven't I found a grain of grain yet?!"
The First Heavenly King did not dare to look at him, lowered his head and said: "We are acting under orders."
"By order, whose order is it?"
Mo'er was anxious. He had already said that dinner would be served at dawn. It was less than half an hour before dawn. Once the followers following him knew that there was no food here, the entire team would collapse.
The First Heavenly King raised his head, looked at Mo'er, and said: "Saint Girl Guangxiu has an order to let Saint Mo'er leave Shandong alive."
"elder sister?"
Mo'er shuddered, took two steps back, and finally figured it out.
It's not that Guangxiu didn't know that Qingzhou had no hope, but he used himself as the biggest bait to create a way for himself to survive! Without her going out of the east gate and mobilizing Geng Bingwen's army, there would be no possibility for Mo'er to successfully break through the southwest blockade!
On the next day, the Fourth King placed his spear beside the stone wall, slumped down, and said, "Saint Guangxiu said goodbye to you. I think she has already made preparations."
Mo'er was confused for a moment and suddenly remembered something. She quickly took off the sachet from her waist and opened it. In addition to a ball of hair, there was also a note inside, which read:
[My sister is sending you off to get married, so you must live a good life. 】
Mo'er squatted down, covering her face with her hands, crying.
Sometimes she doesn't understand herself, and sometimes she doesn't support herself, but she is always her relative and the only person in the world who cares about her.
Now, she's gone. "I'm going to save my sister!"
Mo'er stood up, and just as she wiped away her tears, tears flowed out again, hanging down her cheeks and hanging on her chin, dripping feebly.
The First Heavenly King frowned slightly, but did not speak.
The Fourth King stood up and walked towards Mo'er step by step. His eyes struggled for a moment and he said, "The Saint Guang Xiu has one more thing to say."
"What?"
Mo'er asked.
"Sorry."
The Fourth King waved his hand like a knife, and suddenly slashed Mo'er's neck. Looking at Mo'er who fainted, he helped him, turned to the First King and said: "Let's go, there is a way to survive here, we should go back." .”
The First Heavenly King nodded, picked up the giant axe, and held the Fourth Heavenly King's spear in his hand, and said: "I heard that the Buddha Mother has found the Buddha's son. I'm afraid it will take more than ten years to summon her next time."
On the fourth day, the Fourth King carried Mo'er on his back, tied him with a rope, strode forward to another cave, and said: "Then the next generation will come. It's time for us to rest..."
Geng Bingwen's army finally arrived. Facing Linglong Mountain, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.
Although Linglong Mountain is less than five miles in radius, there is more than one road into and out of the mountain, especially the road out of the mountain, which can create conditions and open up more roads to escape.
Pang Huan apologized to Tang Buping, believing that he did not agree to Guang Xiu's conditions, which led to his death and the loss of the secrets of the White Lotus Sect and ancient and modern times.
Tang Buping looked at the guilty Pang Huan, shook his head slightly, and said, "Fortunately, I didn't agree. If you had agreed, you would have fallen into her scheme."
Pang Huan looked at Tang Buping in surprise.
Tang Buping explained: "Do you really think that if you let the White Lotus cultists go, Guangxiu will really be able to surrender and tell the secret? The fact that she can face death calmly shows that she has the will to die. Even if you let people go, she will still You won’t tell us the secrets of the White Lotus Sect and the past and present. On the contrary, what will you get?”
Pang Huan's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat.
If he had promised Guangxiu to let the White Lotus sect go in exchange for the secret she told her, if Guangxiu told the secret, he would still have a way to survive. But if she didn't say it, she would definitely die.
The reason was that he had neglected his duties and allowed the enemy to flee and compromise with the enemy. These were not allowed by the emperor or the court.
Although the Security Bureau is under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor, no one has stipulated that officials cannot impeach members of the Security Bureau. Once civilian officials get hold of it, they will be killed.
This vicious woman wants to take advantage of her before she dies!
Tang Buping sighed and said: "Liu Ping, Zhao Wu, and Lu Chongjiu died in the battle."
Pang Huan's nose felt sore, and he suppressed the discomfort and said: "They are loyal to the country and are heroes of the Security Bureau."
Tang Buping could understand Pang Huan's pain. Although he was nicknamed Bloody Hand Yama, it was external, but internally he attached great importance to brotherhood. And Liu Ping was his right-hand man, and his sacrifice could be said to have broken Pang Huan's arm.
"It's hot in the summer and we can't keep the bodies out for a long time. You can take them home in person and give them a proper burial."
Tang Buping ordered.
Pang Huan didn't want to leave, shook his head, a drop of tear flew out, and said firmly: "Tang Zhenfu, brother will not die in peace, just because there is no enemy's head as a sacrifice! Since it is a grand burial, Bai Lianmo'er's head must be placed! "
Tang Buping stared at Pang Huan and asked, "I want you to get out of here!"
Pang Huan still refused, looking at Tang Buping's uncertain face, he said: "I, Pang Huan, accept your offer, but no matter what, I will stay here!"
Tang Buping looked at Pang Huan, who didn't know whether he was really confused or pretending to be confused. Now that Bailian Guangxiu was dead, he had not shown any fault, but after all, he had neglected his duty by not capturing Guangxiu alive.
Now Bai Lian Mo'er is hiding in Linglong Mountain. Due to the lack of pursuers at first and the unclear road conditions in Linglong Mountain, the Ming army was encircled and failed to follow up. If Mo'er didn't want to die, he must have left Linglong Mountain.
Under such circumstances, if Pang Huanruo continues to stay in Linglong Mountain and fails to catch Bai Lianmoer, then he will have to bear the responsibility for dereliction of duty twice. Even if Tang Buping takes over, this incident happened in Shandong, and the Shandong Security Bureau must bear some responsibility.
Two consecutive dereliction of duties will have an impact on Pang Huan's future career, and may very well prevent him from entering the capital!
Tang Buping admired Pang Huan and wanted to keep him away from right and wrong. At least when the responsibility was investigated, Pang Huan would be under much less pressure, but this guy just didn't understand!
"Zhenfu, Qianhu, there is movement on the mountain."
Zhang Mu from the Security Bureau came to report.
Tang Buping, Pang Huan and others quickly left the military tent and looked at the army at the foot of the mountain with their bows and crossbows ready, ready for battle.
When Geng Bingwen saw Tang Buhe coming over, his eyes only stayed on Pang Huan for a moment, and then he glanced past him.
The commotion on the mountain became louder and louder. Tang Buping had already put his hand on his waist knife. Suddenly, a figure came out from the mountain road, raised his hands high, and shouted: "We surrender."
Geng Bingwen was stunned, and Tang Buping was also a little confused. He just entered the mountain last night and surrendered at noon the next day. Is it too fast? Is there some conspiracy?
But when he saw more and more White Lotus followers descending from the mountain and surrendering, Geng Bingwen was convinced that this was true. After arresting a few people and questioning them, he learned that these people had been betrayed.
The bandit leader Mo'er of the White Lotus Sect, the First Heavenly King, and the Fourth Heavenly King have disappeared, there is no food in the cave, and a group of people are hungry, how can they still fight? In order to eat, these leaderless believers finally saw the situation clearly and chose to surrender. After all, prison food is also food...
Tang Buping's most worried thing happened, and he quickly asked Geng Bingwen to mobilize the army to block the three hundred miles of the main road, and ordered all personnel from the Shandong Security Bureau to dispatch to thoroughly investigate the surrounding area and dig three feet deep to find Mo'er.
The surrender of the White Lotus Congregation in Linglong Mountain also meant that the war in Qingzhou was completely over.
Qingzhou City.
Song Zhengchen looked at the dilapidated buildings, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. The whole city seemed like a huge garbage dump. There were soldiers pressing down the captured White Lotus followers to clean up the ruins and prepare to rebuild Qingzhou City.
Heartbroken and sighing.
Click.
Song Zhengchen stepped on a dead tree, stopped, looked at the old monk and the young monk not far away, slightly moved his mouth, and said, "I told you, I will come back."
A smile broke out on the old monk's face, he looked up at the blue sky, and chanted: "The fire flows in the seventh month, and the clothes are given in the ninth month. On the first day, the eyes are hairy, and on the second day, the chestnuts are strong. Without clothes and brown, why? Death year."
When Song Zhengchen heard this, he felt a sigh of relief in his chest.
After finally surviving this war, if we just met each other, if we didn’t say hello, we wouldn’t ask for any benefits, right?
As the saying goes, "In July, fire flows, and in September, clothes are given. On the first day of the year, hair grows, and on the second day, the sun burns fiercely. How can one die without clothes or brown?" That is to say, in July, the big Mars falls to the west, and in September, women sew cold clothes. The north wind blows strongly in November, and the cold air blows in December. How can I spend the end of the year if I have good clothes but not rough clothes?
At this time, when the old monk sang "July", he probably wanted not only clothes, but also a house...
Oh, it's a temple.
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