Chapter six hundred and eighty nine heroes why heroes
After seven days, some of the muddy roads were restored to their original state.
The Qianlongwuwei quickly left the camp and rushed toward Yun'an Pier.
After receiving the falcon's message from the scout, the White Lotus Sect's rebels once again harassed the merchants at Yun'an Wharf today. Cheng Kai, who had received the order long ago, immediately ordered his troops and rushed there.
After Cheng Kai left, Song Qing and Liu Mingzhi also led a group of troops towards Yun'an Pier. They were still worried that the large army would not be a match for the masters of the White Lotus Sect.
"Hero, spare your life, I have an old subordinate and a young one. You can take the goods away, so please spare our lives!"
Murong Shan held a slender and soft sword and looked at the caravan master who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy with a cold face: "Don't look back. Take your people and horses away. If you see our appearance, can you still do it?"
It’s hard to say if you can survive!”
"Thank you, thank you. We all know the rules and will never look at the appearance of any of you heroes!"
"Elder, the goods have been loaded onto the truck. The brothers monitoring the camp found no sign of Long Wuwei sending troops! Everything remains the same. The officers and soldiers of Long Wuwei stay in the camp every day to practice gymnastics!"
Murong Shan's pretty face with a veil was a little surprised, and her flexible eyes were full of doubts: "What do these officers and soldiers mean? We have robbed seven caravans, why don't they come out to make decisions for these people?
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"Isn't it better this way, elder? We can safely plunder goods and accumulate property!"
Murong Shan looked at her brothers and shook her head: "The leader means to send out all the troops to encircle and suppress us. If they continue to stand still like now, it will affect the leader's plan!"
The expressions of his subordinates changed: "Are you treating us as abandoned children?"
Murong Shan's face froze and she looked at Brother Bai who was carrying the goods with a look of reluctance. She looked at the eyes of her subordinates who were seeking knowledge and nodded slightly.
"The leader's intention is to use us as bait to lure the officers and soldiers into action. Azheng, if you find out, don't tell us, lest you cause panic among the brothers!"
Ah Zheng looked at Murong Shan with a pale face: "Elder, we have made great contributions to the leader, but he has abandoned us as abandoned children. The brothers stay in the Douzi Department because of your generosity and kindness to the brothers.
Okay, the person you brothers support is you, not the shady guy like the leader. Since he is ruthless, why don’t you lead your brothers to occupy a mountain top and we can become kings on our own?"
Murong Shan bit her lips gently: "It's not that easy. If we really establish ourselves as the king of the mountain, the leader will definitely kill us for fear that we will leak the matter! Even if we don't die in the hands of the officers and soldiers, we will die in the hands of the leader.
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The steel knife in Azheng's hand struck the wood of the pier: "Everyone on the left and right is dead, isn't the leader afraid that the brothers will be disappointed when he treats the brothers in the church like this?"
"Elder, the officers and soldiers of Mr. Azheng are here!"
Murong Shan's face tightened, and she sighed silently. What was supposed to come had come.
"Nonsense, how can it be that the officers and soldiers have not left the camp? It turns out they are colluding with each other!"
"Ah Zheng!"
"exist!"
"I don't want the goods anymore. Hurry up and run away with your brothers. Run as much as you can before the officers and soldiers arrive!"
"Elder, where are you? What should you do?"
Murong Shan held up the soft sword in her hand and stared in the direction of Jinling City: "You guys run away quickly. I have the strength to resist them for a while. What they want is me, a big fish. If you stay, you will die in vain!"
"No, if the elder doesn't leave, we won't leave either!"
Hundreds of members of the congregation waved their swords, guns and sticks in their hands and looked at Murong Shan and shouted in unison: "We are not leaving either. Elders, we are leaving together or we will die together!"
"Azheng, take the brothers and leave quickly. If you stay, you will be holding us back. Long Wuwei is not a waste like the government soldiers. You are no match at all. Without you tied up here, I might be able to use Qinggong to avoid their arrows and escape!"
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Ah Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Elder, take care, you must escape alive!"
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"
Ah Zheng waved the steel knife in his hand: "Brothers, run away quickly, don't let down the elder's kindness. The elder is very strong in martial arts and can escape with light kung fu without us holding him back!"
A group of people followed Ah Zheng and quickly evacuated without hesitation!
Murong Shan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Azheng and his group finally leaving. Fortunately, she did not believe that the leader's spies had placed secret sentries to monitor Long Wuwei's camp, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Murong Shan's face became anxious again, thinking about the best time to leave.
Of course Murong Shan would not be stupid enough to stay here and die in vain if she could survive.
Murong Shan kept thinking about the hour silently in her mind when she suddenly heard shouts of death and screams coming from the direction where Azheng and the others were escaping behind her.
His expression changed, and he hurriedly used Qing Kung Fu to fly towards the direction of the sound.
Cheng Kai sneered and looked at the White Lotus sect members who were surrounded by three hundred cavalry: "The commander-in-chief is really clever and knows that you traitors will plant spies in the camp to monitor us!"
Ah Zheng held the steel sword across his chest and carefully looked at the cavalry commander Han Peng who was driven back by his sword.
"Why are you here?"
Han Peng looked at Azheng contemptuously: "You think you are the only ones who know how to use tactics? What your spies saw were our infantry. The cavalry had already outflanked us. If you put down your weapons, there is still a way to survive. If you persist in resisting, there is only death."
One, Long Wuwei treats prisoners preferentially!"
Han Peng clearly remembered the words of Young Master Liu regarding his preferential treatment of prisoners. Young Master Liu would always shout this sentence every time he led an army to encounter members of the White Lotus Sect.
"Don't even think about it! Brothers, we will form a formation to fight these officers and soldiers!"
The dozens of White Lotus sect members who were still alive gathered together and formed a formation to confront the cavalry.
"slow!"
Cheng Kai signaled the cavalry not to charge, and he rode slowly to a stop dozens of meters in front of the White Lotus Sect members.
Cheng Kai looked at Azheng and the remaining members of the White Lotus Sect in surprise: "Have you ever been a soldier?"
Ah Zheng sneered: "You are quite discerning. I have indeed been a soldier. These brothers are all elites trained by me!"
Cheng Kai narrowed his eyes: "Since you have been a soldier, why would you join the White Lotus Sect to resist the imperial court? The imperial court's salary for soldiers is very generous. I can't imagine why you would give up your glory to do such things as licking blood with the blade of a knife!"
Ah Zheng grinned and stared at Cheng Kai with a look of disdain: "Youhou? You are indeed generous! My brother Youhou killed enemies in northern Xinjiang and my mother starved to death without even knowing it at home!"
"You are talking nonsense. The court will give enough money to the family every year for soldiers who go to war, and the court does not select single soldiers for recruitment. How could something like you say happen?"
Ah Zheng ignored the gleaming crossbows in the hands of the cavalry and thrust the steel knife into the ground. He took off his clothes with both hands and pointed it straight at Cheng Kai.
Cheng Kai gasped as he looked at the dense wounds on Azheng's chest, including knife wounds, sword wounds, and arrow marks, as many as six or seven!
Cheng Kai could tell at a glance that these were wounds caused by Turkic scimitars and arrows.
"My uncle and my brothers fought bloody battles in northern Xinjiang to protect our family and country. When Xiu Mu came home to visit my brother, my mother's grave was covered with grass. She was starving to death!"
Azheng's eyes turned red and he laughed hoarsely: "Brothers, fight with them!"
Looking at the White Lotus Sect member Cheng Kai who was charging desperately, he sighed, closed his eyes, and waved the command flag fiercely: "Fire the arrow!"
Suddenly, the screams could not be heard, and the three hundred cavalrymen suddenly felt a sense of respect as they looked at the more than seventy White Lotus members who had fallen to the ground with arrows in their chests.
Han Peng took a deep breath: "They are all men! Although they are bandits, they still have the blood of the Han family!"
Ah Zheng was kneeling on one knee, with seven or eight feather arrows stuck in his body. His mouth was bleeding and he looked at Cheng Kai calmly.
"Defending the home and the country, people are destroyed, why should heroes be heroes now?"
Cheng Kai looked at Azheng, who had lost his temper, and showed a hint of respect: "After repeated orders from the imperial court, some people still take risks and drink the blood of soldiers. You are right, there is no need for a hero to be a hero now!"
"General, what should we do?"
"Give me a grand burial!"
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I hope you can bear with me. I can only type on my mobile phone these two days, and maybe not that much.