Zhang Wenxiu understood that paper could not contain the fire, so he rushed to Laoying overnight and reported the matter to King Pingdong.

Pingdong Wang Zhang Kewang's face was dark and blue, "Isn't it enough for you to suffer from him? Don't you understand his true intentions?"

Wen Xiu said: "It's nothing more than using our hands to fight against the Qing army and then driving us back to Shaanxi, but we won't suffer any loss."

Ke Wang shook his head, "Wenxiu, Wenxiu, how many people want to destroy us now that our father is gone? How many people want to devour us? Don't you understand?"

"Then do you think Yang Zhan wants to destroy us or devour us?"

"Didn't he tell us clearly at Baizhang Pass more than ten years ago? A while ago, when the two of us went to Meizhou, didn't they also have the same intention? They said they wanted us to take the right path, but in fact they just wanted to swallow us up.

Daxi Army. Are we going to give away our father’s hard work?”

Wenxiu lowered her voice, "Brother, our Daxi Army is not a human being inside or outside. The reason why it has not been dispersed yet is that apart from you and my brothers who are holding on, our father is also using terrifying and bloody methods to suppress us. In fact, we have already lost our hearts. How many people there are?

Are you still willing to fight for us? If we encounter a strong enemy, we will collapse. Because our reputation was too bad before, we will not be welcomed wherever we go. Yang Zhan has a good reputation. If we form an alliance with him, we can regain the hearts of the people.

.It’s just an alliance, not a surrender!”

Zhang Kewang nodded, "Okay, now that you have made a condition to him, let's see how he acts. Let Dingguo switch positions with you. He and Nengqi will be the forwards, and you will be in the rear. This will not only make it easier to receive the materials supported by Yang Zhan, but also

We can guard against him. Remember, we must guard against him and not let his people infiltrate into our territory."

Zhang Wenxiu accepted the order and left. Tomorrow is the day when Lao Wansui is buried, and Zhang Kewang still has a lot of things to do. In the past, he always longed to be the master of his own country. Now that this wish has come true, he realizes that it is a tiring job.

After a while, Anxi general Zhang Dingguo came in and said breathlessly: "Brother, the Qing army is approaching Baoning. They will engage in firefights with us before dawn. My father had better be buried tonight!"

Zhang Kewang stood up suddenly and said, "Quickly inform the two of them to go to the old camp. My father's burial must be carried out secretly. No one except the four of us can know where he is buried."

"Hasn't my father's tomb been built?"

"That is used to confuse others. Think about it, after we leave, how many people want my father's head? How many people want to peel off his skin and eat his flesh?"

Wenxiu and Nengqi rushed over quickly, and Zhang Kewang had already sent the soldiers out. The four brothers hurriedly wrapped Zhang Xianzhong in a brocade quilt. Nengqi picked him up, and the other three took shovels and hoes and flew over several hills. Finally,

Find a lonely and lonely place.

Zhang Kewang was still uneasy, so he opened up a tall bush of Parma grass and said firmly: "It's right here. It should be unnoticed by gods and ghosts."

Wen Xiu said: "No, I heard from the old people that the grass is a breeding ground for tigers. If my father is eaten by a tiger, it will be terrible."

Neng Qi said: "My father's name is Huang Hu. He is a tiger himself. It's good if he doesn't eat others. Just bury him here and let him be a tiger again in the next life, and he will be in the forest."

King."

While they were arguing, Hope and Dingguo had already started digging a hole. The grass bush was really a good place, and after a while, the hole was dug.

Several adopted sons slowly put Zhang Xianzhong's body into the pit, kowtowed several times around the pit, and gritted their teeth and sobbed several times.

Ke Wang ordered: "Cover the soil!"

Only then did Neng Qi remember: "I forgot to bring the portrait I carved for my father. His favorite is waiting for me to get it."

Dingguo also said: "My father likes gold and silver the most, how about we get some for him?"

Ke Wang shouted in a deep voice: "Don't do that. If you want my father to preserve his body, just bury it like this."

Nengqi did not dare to refute, so the four brothers buried their father silently and restored the Barmao bush so that no trace could be seen.

Returning to the old camp, he put Zhang Xianzhong's clothes and hats into the coffin, hammered nails in, and sealed the coffin. Then he notified the entire army to bury Zhang Xianzhong in advance.

The night was deep, and although it was a simple funeral, it was still decent and worthy of the great Western Army that Lao Banzai created.

Naturally, there were many good things buried in this tomb, including Neng Qi's print. No one except the four of them knew that this was actually a tomb of suspicion.

After the funeral was over, without closing his eyes, Dingguo led three thousand vanguards and left at lightning speed. Zhang Kewang ordered Wenxiu: "Your people retreat thirty miles south to welcome Yang Zhan's support." After that, he met Nengqi and the commander-in-chief of the fifth army.

Surrounded by troops, the entire Western Army mobilized and marched north to meet the enemy.

…

Yang Zhan kept his promise and hurriedly prepared food, weapons and ammunition after returning to Chengdu.

Fei Xiaojin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, complained: "Although Zhang Xianzhong is dead, his Daxi Army is still the enemy of Shu. You don't attack him, but you send food to feed him. You are such a good person and you are incredible! Besides,

There is a severe drought this year and we don’t have enough food. If you take away 100,000 dans, we will be short of a lot!"

Yang Zhan said angrily: "Xiao Jin, others can't understand this truth, but you have to understand it. One hundred thousand tons of grain can buy an army to help us block the Qing army. What's wrong? From now on, we can fight less

If there is a battle, I will definitely not fight it. The people of Shu cannot afford to die!"

Shuai Yuanhong, the Minister of Civil Affairs, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "You are all right. The Qing army must fight, the Daxi Army must defend, and the Shu people must survive. In troubled times, no one can guarantee that every step is taken correctly. You can only take one step.
Chapter completed!