Regardless of whether Yang Zhan let him go or not, Zhang Xianzhong entered the high mountains of northern Sichuan. Along the way, when the people heard that Zhang Xianzhong was coming, they all fled elsewhere.

The road to Shu was already difficult. In the continuous autumn rain, the Daxi Army climbed over the mountains and ridges, and the journey was slow. The guides killed one after another. Zhang Xianzhong always suspected that they had sinister intentions.

Every place they passed, no matter county towns, market towns, or cottages, were looted, killed, and burned.

When they were approaching Shunqing, Zhang Kewang, who was in charge of breaking up the rear, caught up with him. He had already conducted reconnaissance and found out that Yang Zhan had returned to Chengdu and there were no pursuers behind him.

Zhang Xianzhong breathed a long sigh of relief and swore: "If I don't win the world this time out of Sichuan, I will never come back again. If I seize the country, I will destroy Sichuan again."

Ke Wang suggested that since there were no pursuers, the large group should not go into the ravines and go directly out of the river via the post road.

He described with longing: "We captured Shunqing, followed the post road from Shunqing to Xichong, and then to Baoning, arrived at Jianmen Pass in Guangyuan, exited Sichuan via Zhaohua, and turned left near Baocheng, Mian County, Shaanxi Province

, then follow the Bao River, cross Shimen, cross the Qinling Mountains, exit the Xie Valley, and go straight to Qinchuan, which is 800 miles away."

Zhang Xianzhong looked at him suspiciously: "Hopefully, you have been following me since you were a child. When have you ever walked this path?"

Hopen replied: "Father, since you proposed to leave Sichuan, we have memorized several roads out of Sichuan by heart."

Zhang Xianzhong patted his shoulder with satisfaction, "If I make any mistakes, you must lead the Daxi Army and help me avenge my hatred!"

Ke Wang quickly knelt down and said, "Long live my father, my child will always look up to you!"

Zhang Xianzhong ordered his envoy to call several other adopted sons and Wang Zhaolin to the palace to hold a secret military meeting.

He had been the emperor in Chengdu for two and a half years. Although he did not like red tape, he was used to grand ostentation. During the march, every time he set up camp, he had to build a palace, and court meetings between civil and military officials were indispensable.

When everyone gathered together, he said: "I have said before that now is not the time to go back to Shaanxi. Our best choice is still to go to Huguang."

Zhang Dingguo raised his head in surprise and asked: "When we go to Huguang, we should go east, why go north?"

Zhang Xianzhong smiled slyly: "If we don't go north, how can Yang Zhan give up?"

"Aren't we going to Hanzhong to fight against the Qing army?"

Zhang Xianzhong spat at him, "Don't think about useless things all day long. In these troubled times, you should first think about protecting yourself. Yang Zhan wished that I would go to Hanzhong to clear out the troops for him. He would just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and be his mother."

sweet dream!”

Zhang Dingguo was a little disappointed. He really wanted to kill the Qing soldiers. Only in this way could he wash away the numerous crimes committed by the Western Army in Sichuan.

Zhang Kewang was also disappointed. He wanted to go back to Shaanxi. No matter how difficult it was ahead, he wanted to return to his hometown. Being poor and having no meal to eat were nothing terrible. The most terrible thing was killing someone.

Batch after batch.

It is difficult to be an executioner at this age! He knew that he had to follow his father's words, so he asked: "What is your father's plan? You might as well tell the children."

Zhang Xianzhong said: "We must capture Shunqing, but not to continue northward, but from there, take the Jialing River, then take Chongqing, enter the Yangtze River, and go all the way down to Huguang."

"Chongqing? Isn't there Zeng Ying there? Maybe Yang Zhan is waiting there too! Why didn't he come after us? Apart from wanting to let us go and fight the Qing army, isn't there any other conspiracy?" Zhang Kewang looked incredulous and asked.

As he spoke, he looked at several brothers, trying to find the same feeling from their expressions.

Zhang Xianzhong laughed slyly a few times, "You are Zeng Ying's defeated general, so you are afraid of him. I don't take this yellow-mouthed brat in my eyes. Speaking of Yang Zhan, I know him better than you do, and he is wiping his ass right now.

Well, he doesn't care about going to Chongqing to intercept us. Yang Zhan is not Zhuge Liang, and he has no ambition to dominate the world. He only has a little selfishness for the country and the people of Shu. We just need to get rid of him, there is no need to be afraid of him.

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Wang Zhaolin patted the horse at the right moment and said, "Old Long Live has a clever plan. This time we passed the Jialing River without anyone noticing. Not to mention Yang Zhan and Zeng Ying, even the Qing army was caught off guard!"

Zhang Xianzhong said: "This is the top secret. We only need to know it. Don't even tell Liu Jinzhong who is guarding Baoning. As long as he is blocking it, the Qing army will naturally have no way of knowing where we are going."

Zhang Wenxiu, who had been silent all this time, expressed concern: "If we don't tell him, he might not have time to retreat after we leave!"

Zhang Xianzhong sneered, "Your kindness may not necessarily be well rewarded by him! This Commander-in-Chief of the Xiaoqi Battalion has long been at odds with our father and son. A while ago, he took in many escaped Sichuan soldiers!"

After pausing for a moment, he seemed to remember something. He looked at the adopted son and son-in-law in front of him one by one, making them tremble, and then solemnly said: "Even if I doubt everyone in the world, I will never doubt any of you. Remember.

Stay here, no matter how many people I kill, I can never kill you."

Nengqi was simple-minded and had poor mental endurance. He couldn't help but mutter, "My father wants me to die, and I am willing to do so!"

The other three have already bent over: "My child, please remember your father's teachings!"

Zhang Xianzhong said to himself: "No matter how powerful the enemy is, I am not afraid. What I fear most is mutual suspicion among my own people. Tell me, in the past two and a half years, how much of what you said in front of me was sincere? Are you looking at me?

Are you so scared of killing that you don't dare to tell me directly? Children, you have done me a lot of harm! Do you know that the more no one sincerely advises me, the more chilled I become, and the more I want to kill people to vent my anger.

From this point of view, you and I are not biological father and son after all!"

Including Wang Zhaolin, they all knelt down.

The continuous autumn rain fell on the tent, and the sound of every drop was filled with chills. Zhang Xianzhong suddenly felt very awake. He lifted them up one by one, stroked and patted them one by one, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

These children, when they were teenagers, followed him in the north and south. They finally entered Sichuan and became kings. In less than three years, they had to leave Sichuan in a hurry. In the vast world, they still didn’t know where they were going to settle down.

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In words, he blamed them. Deep in his heart, he felt deep self-blame and guilt. He pulled out the short sword on his waist and said sadly: "I will pay for my sins myself. Today I will kill myself. After you leave Sichuan,

If you change your ways, people in the world will not blame you for me!"

His turn was too big, and no one else could react, but they were still quick enough to take advantage of his unpreparedness and grab the dagger.

Ke Wang grabbed his hand and cried: "It's all my fault. As the boss, I didn't share my father's worries. When it was time to remonstrate, I cherished my own life, causing my father to do something wrong that he can't turn back. Father

Please punish me, Your Majesty, the Great Western Army cannot live without you!"

Wang Zhaolin also advised: "Lao Longzai must think about the hundreds of thousands of Western troops. There are powerful enemies in front of them and pursuers behind them. How can they live without you?"
Chapter completed!