"That man was a lunatic. He just guarded the bridge and refused to retreat. He killed so many of us that his intestines fell out. He just held on to his intestines and refused to let us cross the bridge. I have never seen anything like this.
The madman..."
Three days later, Huang Zonghui finally found Cheng Xiaoer by the bridge.
Cheng Xiaoer will never smile at him again or serve him steamed buns.
The young man just leaned on the pillar beside the bridge, his eyes never closed. There was a big hole in his stomach, and his intestines were flowing all over the floor.
Just such a person and a bridge blocked all the wind and rain.
Huang Zonghui carefully helped Cheng Xiaoer down and sat on the ground, like a sculpture, without saying a word or even blinking.
At Cheng Xiaoer's feet, Cheng Xiaomei cried heartbrokenly and scattered the freshly made steamed buns all over the floor.
It's a pity that her brother will never have it again.
All around, there were New Army soldiers all over the mountains and plains, and everyone was filled with murderous intent.
Further out, there were the Lingshan Guards and the kitchen households from the Dagu River Salt Farm. Everyone was holding any weapons they could find. If the soldiers of the New Army hadn't stopped them, they would have already rushed in.
In this inner circle, thousands of people were tied up and kneeling on the ground in a dark place.
The leader's crotch was wet on the ground, and he was shivering and didn't dare to stop.
"Wu... Boss Wu said, you... you don't have much food. If this batch of food is robbed, the kitchen households will have no hope. They can only... they can only listen to us. We... we didn't think about it.
I don’t dare to kill people, let alone... I don’t dare to kill the official!”
Fu Yusun stood aside and didn't listen to his explanation at all. He just asked: "Where is Boss Wu?"
The man hurriedly said: "I don't know, he... he ran away before the officials came. Boss Wu... Boss Wu is a beast, he betrayed his brother... he..."
Huang Zonghui moved, interrupting his cry.
Huang Zonghui carefully handed Cheng Xiaoer's body to Cheng Xiaomei, leaned over to pick up the steamed buns from the ground, and slowly ate them one bite at a time.
But the words were addressed to Fu Yusun.
"Leave this matter to me."
Fu Yusun didn't have any good impression of him and asked with a cold face: "What are you going to do?"
Huang Zonghui couldn't see any popularity in his eyes, and his voice didn't fluctuate at all.
"There is too much debris in this world, it needs to be swept away...for a lifetime!"
Fu Yusun was so angry that he couldn't let it out.
"I will report it."
Huang Zonghui just ignored it and pointed at the people from the Salt Gang and ordered directly.
"kill!"
The clear seaside, the sky filled with blood.
All 2,100 salt gang dealers were beheaded, and the blood filled the air made the passing birds flee away, afraid to enter this dangerous place again.
The people who were watching cheered loudly, and many even cried to vent their anger.
For many years, in this land, they have been oppressed by the government and powerful men in turn, and they have lived a life worse than death.
Today I finally saw these evildoers being cut off with my own eyes, and the blood washed away the blue sky above my head.
Thousands of people were beheaded, but Huang Zonghui was not touched at all and just watched quietly.
"I'm going to spread the word for the next four weeks and order all gangs and Taoists to report here within three days. Anyone who dares not to come is my enemy."
Soldiers immediately arrived, and ferocious heads were sent to various places in Jiaozhou Bay. Wherever they went, thugs, bandits, and criminal thieves were all frightened out of their wits.
Huang Zonghui seemed to have just done an insignificant thing, returned to Cheng Xiaomei, and continued to clean up the scattered buns.
Cheng Xiaomei just looked at him.
"Are you going to avenge my brother?"
Huang Zonghui carefully carried all the steamed buns in his arms.
"Of course we have to report him until Boss Wu is caught."
Cheng Xiaomei wiped away her tears.
"I'm going with you. I want to avenge my brother with my own hands."
Huang Zonghui paused and nodded.
"Then let's go."
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"Huang Zonghui went on a killing spree and chopped off more than 2,000 heads. Now it is being spread over there that he is the reincarnation of the God of Killing, which is making people panic."
Zuo Fu brought the matter to Zuo Mengeng.
More than two thousand heads did not cause any disturbance to Zuo Mengeng.
He was holding a telescope and admiring the New Army's attack on Tianmengding.
The Mengshan Encirclement and Suppression Campaign has come to an end.
Murong Cai's remnants were compressed on a few peaks such as Tianmengding, Qianqianling, Yun'an, Lingyun Palace, and Juxiantai.
There was no water or food, and thousands of people died of starvation.
Murong Cai broke through the encirclement three times in a row, but was beaten back by the new army each time.
In desperate situation, he sent people down the mountain to negotiate terms and wanted to surrender.
However, the New Army did not accept it and responded clearly that others could surrender, but Murong Cai's surrender was not accepted.
As the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Murong Cai committed a heinous crime and deserved his death.
To put it bluntly, the new army has not fought enough, and they need to use the White Lotus Rebellion to hone their combat skills.
To this day, the troops attacking Mengshan have been changed. Those still fighting today are the last two regiments formed by the Third Division.
After the First Division and the Second Division retreated, they were reorganized again, and some of their people rushed to Lingshan Guard and Anshan Lake to start preparations for the formation of the Fourth Division.
"Why are people so panic-stricken? Are there any good people among these people who have been killed? The bad guys are so worried-stricken. Isn't it universal celebration? This kid Huang Zonghui has finally grown up, and Taichong finally doesn't have to worry about him."
Seeing that Zuo Menggeng didn't take it seriously at all, Zuo Fu couldn't help but admire his magnanimity.
"Sir, you must be interested in this information."
Zuo Mengeng watched with great interest that the second battalion of the third regiment of the third division finally rushed to Tianmengding. He was too lazy to take his note and said: "Just say it."
Zuo Fu had no choice but to say: "Dengzhou intelligence, Kong Youde, Wang Tingchen has led his army to set off to support Liaodong by land."
Zuo Mengeng finally reacted.
"Oh, Dongjiang Town finally moved?"
Speaking of this, Zuo Fu also felt a sense of relief.
Since spring, he has been arranged by Zuo Mengeng to take charge of this matter personally.
At that time, I didn't understand Zuo Mengeng's profound meaning at all, and he acted in a confused manner.
Now we are finally seeing the results.
"In order to get Kong Youde to leave, Sun Zhongcheng tried his best."
Kong Youde, Zhang Tao and others, who lied about encountering a hurricane, stayed in Shuangdao after returning and tried their best to delay the incident.
However, the critical situation of the Liaodong war made the imperial court unable to wait. On October 23, the imperial court once again sent a message to Dengzhou, urging Dengzhou to dispatch reinforcements.
On this day, there were only five days left before Zu Dashou surrendered at Kaicheng.
At that time, the number of troops in Dengzhou City was less than 3,000, far less than the 5,000 required by the court. The main force of the Dengzhou Infantry Firearms Battalion was in the hands of Kong Youde and Wu Jinsheng from Shuangdao.
Sun Yuanhua also became ruthless. On October 25, he sent his staff to Shuangdao and said harsh words.
"After the death of Marshal Mao, you are like a lonely ghost. Life or death is unpredictable. I think that God has the virtue of a good life and will take you in. Humans are not beasts, how can they not repay their kindness?"
Kong Youde was forced to do so.
Because what Sun Yuanhua said is right.
Since Mao Wenlong's death, everyone in Dongjiang Town has become an orphan whose grandma does not care for him and his uncle does not love him. He is left alone overseas without any supplies of food and grass, and people are starving to death every day.
Sun Yuanhua took them in and gave them supplements.
No matter what, this kindness is greater than the sky.
Kong Youde had no choice but to lead his army back to Dengzhou.
Even so, by the time Kong Youde led his army back to Dengzhou, it was already November 14, and the day lilies on the other side of the Daling River were already cold.
Someone may have questions.
Why did Sun Yuanhua still force Kong Youde to set off after the battle of the Daling River was completed?
The reason is not difficult to guess.
First, Sun Yuanhua did not know the battle situation in Daling River and thought that Daling River City was still in the hands of Zu Dashou.
Second, even if the Daling River battle is completed, Liaodong will still need reinforcements.
Who knows if Huang Taiji will take the opportunity to attack Jinzhou after finishing the battle at Daling River?
Neither Sun Yuanhua nor the court knew that after the Battle of Dalinghe, internal conflicts within the Hou Jin Dynasty broke out again, and Huang Taiji was unable to take advantage of the situation and march into the army.
In short, on November 14th, the Denglai reinforcements led by Kong Youde and Wang Tingchen finally set off.
At this time, no one in the Ming Dynasty except Zuo Mengeng knew what earth-shattering deeds this unwilling reinforcements would accomplish.
Zuo Mengeng was the only one who immediately put aside his concern for the White Lotus Sect rebels and ordered Zuo Fu to closely monitor Kong Youde's department.
At this moment, he was like a cheetah that had curled up in the darkness as much as possible, just waiting for the most opportune moment to jump out and reap the juiciest fruits of victory.