"Can't wait any longer, get ready to take action."
Xu Yaqing discovered Zuo Mengeng's traces and was ready to take action. Similarly, Zuo Mengeng also realized something was wrong.
When it comes to reconnaissance ability, no matter how immature the recruits in the reconnaissance brigade are, they cannot be compared to the rabble of Wenxiang Cult after professional training.
While they were driving the Wang Ting test team, alarms came from other directions one after another.
Zuo Mengeng decided that he must take action.
After all, they have fewer people this time, and if they delay it any longer, they will probably have long nights and many dreams.
As for whether it will offend Wang Tingshi, that's out of his control.
Besides, this guy has been dismissed from office, so what else can he be stubborn about now?
Zuo Mengeng has boss Dong Lin behind him, and he is very confident.
Everyone received the order and immediately ate and drank water to replenish their physical strength. At the same time, they wiped their swords and prepared for the next action.
The biggest role of Dengzhou and his team was to allow these new recruits to receive initial training.
Although the price of growth is very painful, there is no shortcut to becoming a strong army.
Just when we were almost ready, a scout rushed over.
"Thousands of seats, the team is at attention. Just in front of a stick of incense, Wang Ting's test team suddenly set off and headed straight for the Jiao River. It seemed that they planned to cross the river immediately."
"No, Xu Yaqing struck first to gain advantage."
Liu Yiyuan reacted immediately.
They had already walked this road when they went to Dengzhou, and had done some training and mapping work. They knew that there was only a wooden bridge and no ferry over the Jiao River ahead.
In other words, unless you walk on the bridge, you have to go far around to cross the river.
Zuo Mengeng moved faster and was already on his horse.
"Chase."
The others followed one after another, and for a moment the horses' hooves were like thunder, and the wind was fast.
After the general ran for five miles, a group of knights rushed out from the side road. Without saying a word, they rushed over to kill them.
Both sides knew this very well and did not hesitate at all. They immediately fought in a massacre.
After charging against one, three people fell down here, while the Wenxiang cultists who blocked the road suffered nearly thirty casualties.
This comparison makes many believers who smell the incense frightened. If it were not for the deterrent teachings, many people would probably run away.
Zuo Mengeng didn't want to worry about the follow-up battle, but his mount just ran a short distance when it suddenly let out a cry and fell heavily to one side.
Not only him, but also the mounts of several other people.
Fortunately, everyone was very skillful and rolled away without being pinned down by the fallen mount.
When I went to see it again, these incense-smelling believers who were blocking the attack had insidiously arranged a tripping rope.
Now that I lost my car, I could only look at the Jiao River in the distance, where a convoy was slowly crossing the bridge, and I couldn't catch up.
Zuo Mengeng was furious, so he turned around and opened the knife on the Wenxiang cultist who had caught up again.
In fact, these scouts' skills on land are far better than those on horseback, because they have only learned riding skills for only a few days.
Although there are many horse bandits among the Wenxiang cultists who have been fighting for many years, when they encounter these professional combat machines, they will have to judge.
After another round, the number of people killed exceeded fifty.
At this moment, even the bravest and most devout Wenxiang believers were frightened and turned their horses around and fled.
But after such a delay, the convoy in the distance was almost all crossing the river.
Zuo Mengeng and others cut off the stumbling ropes, abandoned their injured mounts, replaced them with captured war horses, and pursued again.
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Just as Zuo Mengeng and others were fighting against the enemy, Xu Yaqing finally revealed her ferocious fangs.
She clung to Wang Tingshi's shoulders, her eyes as charming as silk, and seemed no different than usual.
"It's so sad that I've suffered such a calamity. But I don't know when will I be able to recover and regain my glory?"
In just a few days, Wang Tingshi seemed to have aged a lot.
Once a man loses his power, he loses all his vitality.
"Hey, it's getting harder and harder to be an official in the Ming Dynasty. The number of soldiers in Dongjiang Town is 28,000, which is clearly His Majesty's wish. But when things come to an end, all the blame will fall on me. How can this be unreasonable?
?That’s unreasonable! It doesn’t matter if I’m not an official. Let’s go home and live together. Wouldn’t we be happier than gods?”
Xu Yaqing said sweetly: "But in my heart, I can only be truly happy if you are dead."
Wang Tingzhu suddenly changed color, and before he could make any move, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck. Then, the world in front of him turned completely black.
Xu Yaqing killed a court official with ruthless hands, as casually as if she had swatted a fly to death. After coughing three times, screams of pain could be heard outside the car.
After a while, the maid came outside the car.
"Holy girl, everything has been solved. The one hundred thousand taels of silver that Wang Tingzhan embezzled also belongs to us."
Xu Yaqing opened the car curtain, looked at the hurried pursuit in the distance, and finally recognized Zuo Mengeng.
After being slightly surprised, he smiled.
"I wonder who the ghost is. It turns out to be this enemy."
She turned to the maid and ordered: "Burn the bridge."
When Zuo Mengeng and others rushed to the bridge, they had to stop.
The wooden bridge was on fire and it was impossible to cross it.
Across the Jiao River dozens of meters away, Xu Yaqing was waiting for him elegantly.
The woman put on the veil again and became mysterious again.
"Zuo Mengeng, you are very capable. You were able to chase him all the way to Dengzhou. But you are late. I have a dead body here, do you want it?"
Seeing the stiff body of Wang Tingzhan at her feet, everyone here was furious.
With just one move, this woman escaped.
Zuo Mengeng was also in a mess. He didn't expect that because of his arrival, he actually killed a court official.
I don’t know what kind of ripples this matter will cause in the DPRK.
However, it was not his turn to think about these things. Instead, the vicious and decisive woman across the river made him pay more attention to it.
"You are lucky this time, but I will find you again soon. Xu Yaqing, your luck will eventually run out."
After hearing this, Xu Yaqing burst out laughing even more.
"Hahahahaha, Zuo Mengeng, you have repeatedly ruined the important affairs of our holy religion. Even if you don't come to me, I will still come to you. Don't worry, my holy religion has hundreds of punishments, and I will definitely try them on you one by one.
, I will never let you die easily."
Zuo Mengeng nodded and retorted: "The punishment here is relatively simple. If I catch you, I will put you in a sack and let a hundred horses trample you."
Xu Yaqing's face condensed, and then she regained her enchanting look.
"What a stinky man who doesn't understand the charm! It's a pity that you will always be able to eat ashes behind my back. Just like this Jiaohe, you can't catch up."
Xu Yaqing's motorcade slowly moved away and finally disappeared into the horizon.
A generation of feudal official Wang Tingshi turned into a withered skeleton on the roadside. He stared with puzzled eyes, trying to find the answer from this topsy-turvy world.
Zuo Mengeng knew that this confrontation with Xu Yaqing was finally over.
Although I don’t know when the next time will be, Xu Yaqing’s private meeting with the Donglu envoy must have a major plot.
Once launched, it will be thunderous.
In order for that day not to turn into an irreversible tragedy, the only way is to continuously strengthen oneself and use absolutely tyrannical strength to make this demon sect witch completely despair.
"Do you want to collect the body for Wang Ting?"
Witnessing the governor's body exposed in the wilderness with his own eyes, Liu Yiyuan was shocked and couldn't help but ask.
But thinking of the sacrificed soldiers and the innocent people under Dengzhou City, Zuo Mengeng didn't have any good impressions of this guy.
"He doesn't deserve it."
Liu Yiyuan just felt it and would not disobey Zuo Mengeng for this.
"What do you think the court will do when it learns about this matter?"
Zuo Mengeng no longer wanted to stay here even for a second, so he turned his horse's head to another road.
"There is nothing left to control but a fallen bureaucrat, so who cares what happens to him."
As if to confirm his words, four days later, when Zuo Menggeng and his party returned to Linqing, they happened to see the imperial newspaper.
Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Jiliao, petitioned that the powers in Liaodong should be unified and suggested that the governor of Denglai should be abolished.
With the emperor's approval, the governor of Denglai was no longer appointed, and all matters were left to Yuan Chonghuan's disposal.
Yuan Chonghuan's authority reached its peak and he became truly the number one person in Liaodong.
Zuo Mengeng has no control over such important government affairs, and he doesn't even have the right to comment.
Compared with these, what he is more concerned about is the follow-up of this expedition.
Although he traveled out of the twenty soldiers of the reconnaissance brigade, a total of eight people died.
Eight ordinary people.
There seems to be nothing shining in their lives.
In such troubled times, countless people have lost their lives. It seems that their sacrifices mean nothing.
But for eight families, the sky has fallen.
When he returned to the rear camp and faced the families of the fallen soldiers, Zuo Mengeng suddenly discovered that the difficulty of uniting the army was not only killing but also killing.
"This is Zhao Eryang's house. His father died on the way to escape famine, and only he, his mother, and a younger brother were left. After coming to our place, Zhao Eryang became a soldier. Aunt Zhao couldn't stay idle and went to Wang Xiuzhi's quilt factory.
, works very hard. His younger brother is now working as an apprentice at the iron smelting plant, but he is always clamoring to join the army."
After receiving the notice, Chen Zhi came over and took Zuo Mengeng and other officers to the home of the sacrificed soldier.
But looking at the ordinary and calm portal, everyone was stunned and unable to take even that step.
A good child followed them out but never came back. What should their relatives think?