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Chapter 826 Don't kill them all, or no one will report the news

Chapter 826

The ferry on the bank of the Yellow River, which is east of Xingqing Prefecture, nearly a hundred miles north of Huaizhou, and more than seventy miles south of Dingzhou, is very lively on the originally depressed river channel, and countless ships of all sizes are running back and forth.

The gentle and wide Yellow River did not bring any difficulty to the passage of these ships. In less than a day, 2,800 out of the three thousand men had crossed the Yellow River and arrived at the west bank of the Yellow River.

Here, Li Mao, Luo Ping and Liang Shou were standing on the west bank of the Yellow River at this moment. On this vast river beach, two thousand elite knights and another four thousand war horses carrying baggage were ready to go.

"I'll ask you here." Li Mao bowed to Liang Shoushen.

"The two generals should be careful and not careless when they go here. Once the plan fails, they can quickly return to the ferry crossing. Liang will definitely ensure that the retreat will be comprehensive." Liang Shou said sincerely after returning a bow.

"This is natural, but General Liang, you don't expect us to have some good things." Luo Ping, who was as old as Liang Shou, laughed. His mood was much easier than Li Mao and Liang Shou.

"Of course I hope you can return smoothly and win. However, the worst plan is that the two generals should not show off, otherwise, the generals would be really shameless to go back and explain to General Zhe." Although Liang Shou was young, perhaps because of his long-term use of his brain, the Sichuan-shaped pattern on his eyebrows was even deeper than Li Mao, who was more than ten years older than Li Mao.

"Don't worry, General Liang, I still remember General Zhe's instructions, so I definitely don't dare to violate them. Time is urgent, so we will not stay for a long time and say goodbye..."

"Liang also has a heavy responsibility, so I'll send it away soon. The two generals have a smooth journey."

Liang Shou watched the two of them quickly intervene in the large army, and with the sound of galloping horses, they gradually drifted away, and his expression couldn't help but show a deep expression of regret.

Unfortunately, what I need to do is to be responsible for the retreat. Otherwise, there would be a kind of evil spirit that followed these two people to the hinterland of Xingqing Mansion to burn and kill and rob, and wipe out the Liang clan's entire family.

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Located seventy or eighty miles north of Xingqing Prefecture, several ancestors from Li Yuanhao and the kings of the Western Xia after Li Yuanhao were buried here, including his youngest son Li Liangzuo, and Li Liangzuo's son, Li Bingchang, the father of the current Xixia king Li Qianshun.

About a dozen large cemeteries with different heights and sizes, as well as dozens of miles of land, were guarded by Wei Mingzhuo and his 1,000 infantrymen.

Originally, there should be at least two thousand elites here, and there would be two hundred elite cavalry guards. However, due to the loss of soldiers and generals in Daxia, the losses of 200 elite cavalry were drawn away early.

After that, the king Li Qianshun decided to advance the army to the south, and then transferred the original two thousand elite troops from the imperial tomb guards. The ones were all the elderly, weak, sick and disabled who were re-enlisted after being discharged from the army.

The youngest ones are only three years younger than Wei Mingzhu, who is over 50 years old, and one leg is lame because he goes to the battlefield...

This almost made Wei Mingzhuo angry, but after all, it was located in the hinterland of Xingqing Prefecture, and there were Dangxiang tribes everywhere. Since the construction of the imperial tomb, there have been no bandits, and no tomb robbers who dared to come here to be arrogant. In addition, the strict orders of the king of the country, he did not dare to disobey Wei Mingzhuo's ten heads.

However, there are less than 800 people who are old, weak, sick and disabled infantry, who are really serious about what they can do with helmets and armor to deal with the scene.

Fortunately, the years of leisure have allowed Wei Mingzhuo, who has been responsible for guarding the imperial tomb for nearly twenty years, to gradually return to his former indifference after his final anger.

However, it was almost noon, but Wei Mingzhuo had not yet arrived at the return of the patrol team responsible for inspecting the imperial tomb and surrounding areas in the morning.

"What's going on? Did Wei Ming ASong get drunk again last night? What kind of hell did you take me to a place today?" Wei Mingzhuo paced in the house with some annoyance.

"Father, why don't your son bring some people to look for it?" Wei Ming Ayong stood up, and the young man, who was in his early twenties, suggested to Wei Mingzhuo, who was the head of the imperial tomb.

"Okay, when I went to find that bastard, I asked him to bring the person back to me quickly. Now it is an extraordinary period. We are responsible for guarding the imperial tomb. If there is any mistake, no one will stand up and say a good thing to us if the whole family loses their heads. Do you understand?" Wei Mingzhuo nodded helplessly and gave him another reminder.

"If the child knows, he will definitely be cautious." Wei Mingyong jumped up excitedly, bowed to his father Wei Mingzhuo and rushed out of the room. Soon, he summoned two hundred sergeants under his command, and jumped onto the back of the horse and led the troops away.

At this moment, after leading troops to patrol here in the north of the imperial tomb, Wei Ming Asong, who was suffering from a headache from yesterday's hangover, ordered a rest here, and he slept with a big tree for more than an hour before he woke up slowly.

He looked up at the hot sun in the sky and patted his head with some annoyance. It seemed that he had probably fallen asleep and missed the time. He must have returned to the camp and was scolded by his uncle.

He stretched his waist, stood up, and scolded the soldiers who were lying around and hiding under the tree. After a long time, he managed the team and continued to move eastward.

However, what they didn't notice was that on a mountain ridge about two miles away, a dazzling flash flashed by.

"They have started to move. How about it, should we do this?" A battalion ruler put down the telescope in his hand and asked Luo Ping.

"It seems that the defenders of this imperial tomb are getting worse and worse. Since we are here to lure the enemy, we must not show our strength too much. This is how you lead two hundred cavalry, but remember not to kill them all, otherwise no one will go back to report the news, and we will not be able to lure the tiger out of the mountain." Luo Ping thought for a while and gave instructions.

"The last general obeys the order, you, and you, come with me..." The battalion ruler pursed his lips excitedly, turned around and picked two people. In less than half a cup of tea, the two hundred cavalry had already assembled, quietly crossed the ridge, and rushed towards the imperial tomb guards led by Wei Ming Asong.

When Wei Ming ASong heard the sound of fast hooves coming from behind and turned his head, the murderous cavalry almost scared Wei Ming ASong to the spot.

He subconsciously waved the whip and rushed directly from the middle of the team to the front. He ignored the already messy infantry and led two officers with horses to the distance at the speed of the wind and lightning.
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