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Chapter 18 The Rise of Warlords

Forty miles.

Okay, the place name is called Shishili.

"Feng, Fengsheng, rest, rest!"

Looking at the dust hidden in the mountains and forests in the distance, and the small number of fleeing Qing troops behind the dust, Su Dunsheng looked like he was exhausted, lying on his horse and said weakly.

They chased the Qing army from the foot of Juzhou City for forty miles, and finally succeeded in driving the Qing army towards Yishui County, which is the junction of Juzhou and Yishui. Getting here means that there is no longer any place in Juzhou. It may turn south again. However, after the Qing army arrived at Yishui, there was still the possibility of going south. To the north, they had to go through Muling Pass, which was very dangerous for cavalry like the Qing army, and to the south was Yizhou. Although Yizhou had been massacred before, it was still an empty city at this time. In fact, the same was true for Yishui. It was certainly impossible for the Qing army to capture Yizhou and let go of Yishui, which had a smooth journey and was only two days' normal marching distance of the cavalry.

But it's just possible to go south.

Because this group of Qing troops were under Turg, they would definitely go north to join them under normal circumstances.

After passing Muling Pass, you can also turn to Anqiu.

But going south to Yizhou is the opposite direction. At most, we can only rush from Yizhou to Yicheng, which was captured before, then turn to Jining, and Yanzhou, which was the most massacred, and then meet up with Kong Youde and others to join the army waiting for Abatai and Turg. .

Of course, for people like Su Dunsheng, it no longer matters where the Qing army goes next.

Anyway, Juzhou is safe.

Similarly, Rizhao and Antonwei behind Juzhou are already safe.

and……

He really can't run anymore!

Two hundred miles of running in two days, 80 miles to the north, 160 miles back and forth, and 40 miles in pursuit, which added up to exactly 200 miles, and there were two battles in the middle.

He is a freshman, not a martial artist.

Besides, I can’t hold on even if I take a martial arts exam.

Everyone around looked exhausted.

The infantry is better.

I have to say that these infantry are still very capable of running. Cao Wusheng's men are arriving one after another. The White Lotus cultists like him are basically mountain people. After all, the White Horse Temple as their stronghold is on the north side of the road from Antonwei to Cross Road. mountains. They were invited here by Zhuang Nai. There must be various collusions between a local tycoon like Zhuang Nai and a force that is half civilian, half bandit and entrenched in the business world.

This is the routine operation of local powerful people.

Therefore, before Zhuang Nai went north to Juzhou, he sent someone to invite Cao Wusheng to lead his army north as support.

Of course Cao Wusheng also needs to clear his name.

If he really saved Juzhou, he would be a righteous man who saved Sangzi.

can't help...

Then you can get some money too!

"Continue to pursue, we must pursue them all the way to Yishui, to prevent them from going south."

Yang Feng said.

"Feng Sheng, I'm just waiting to protect Sangzi."

Yang Daxun said.

"I said that there are tens of millions of people in Shandong, and even if they are young and strong, they are worth millions. If they can unite as one, why should they be afraid of the Jianlu? If they all want to protect Sangzi, then the next time the Jianlu come again, they will defeat them one by one. , this time we will keep chasing him, wherever Jianlu goes, we will chase him.

Let everyone everywhere see that Jianlu is not just a man with three heads and six arms.

If we really work together we can annihilate them. "

Yang Feng said.

"If I want to chase you, I'll be the one invited by Boss Zhuang to rescue Juzhou. I'm not here to be your errand."

A man riding a horse next to him said dissatisfiedly.

Yang Feng turned to look at him...

"Ma Gang, the great disciple of Cao Wusheng."

Yang Daxun said.

It was obvious that he and Cao Wusheng were not in contact with each other.

But it's normal.

After all, the main road from Antonwei to Cross Road is under the threat of these guys. If the Yang family wants to do business, it is impossible not to deal with these guys. Otherwise, how can they do business if they are robbing them every now and then?
  Yang Feng quickly urged his horse forward.

Ma Gang immediately raised his spear vigilantly.

then……

Yang Feng suddenly accelerated.

Ma Gang's spear could stab straight through.

The saw blade in Yang Feng's hand swept across, and Ma Gang let go of his spear, and was immediately hit by Yang Feng's war horse. The horse Yang Feng was riding was owned by a Qing general. It was at least a little stronger than the horse Ma Gang was riding. The impact caused Ma Gang to fall down together with his horse. Before he could get up, Yang Feng's saw blade was pressed against his neck. This thing was stained with too much flesh and blood and was already dried to black. Saw some semi-dry bumps.

The smell of blood is quite strong.

"I have the final say here, and you have to do whatever I want you to do."

Yang Feng said.

"I don't know what official position Yang Shengjun has. Even if we are ordinary people, we are not just a Shengwen member who can take life and death."

Then a voice sounded.

Yang Feng turned back and looked at Cao Wusheng who arrived surrounded by his men. The latter was dressed as a Taoist priest, but he was tall and tall. He should have a certain fighting ability, but his level was limited. His original joint attack with Zhuang Nai on Andongwei and Rizhao failed, and later he was defeated by Qing general Zhou Lianru, and finally committed suicide by throwing himself into a well.

Yang Feng urged him forward.

Several of Cao Wusheng's men immediately raised their spears, but they were stopped by him.

"I heard that you can do magic?"

Yang Feng looked at him and said sincerely.

Cao Wusheng smiled coldly.

"let me see."

Yang Feng continued to speak sincerely.

Cao Wusheng continued to smile coldly. Spells…

Spells must be prepared.

How could he cast a spell in such a sudden situation?

"Let me see. You're not lying, are you? If you know magic, use it and let me see it too."

Yang Feng said.

"Why are you talking to my master? My master is a master. You can cast a spell just as you ask me to?"

A subordinate next to Cao Wusheng said angrily.

The next moment Yang Feng flicked his hand, and then blood splattered on his mouth, and then he screamed and covered his mouth. At the same time, something bounced off and fell to the ground. It was rolling in colorful colors and reflected in the sun. It looked like Like a gem.

"You're not lying, are you? You don't know magic at all, right?"

Yang Feng continued to ask Cao Wusheng.

The latter looked angry but could not answer.

Yang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at his followers.

"He doesn't know magic, he lied to you."

Yang Feng pointed at Cao Wusheng and said.

then……

He suddenly smiled.

"But I will!"

He suddenly yelled.

The sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding in the silence. Some of the nearest Cao Wusheng even instinctively covered their ears. At the same time, two strands of immortal energy, one yellow and one red, shot up into the sky from Yang Feng, instantly covering him, followed by his... A hazy figure rushed out, and a monster rushed out at the same time. Yang Feng, who landed on the ground, jumped directly onto the monster. The next moment the monster roared, then stood up like a war horse, and then fell down again, roaring and jumping out like lightning, with a trail of dust rising behind it. Yang Feng rode this thing and rushed straight past a dumbfounded infantryman, casually snatched the spear from his hand, drove the monster with one hand, and suddenly accelerated the spear with the other, and then threw it forward. A Qing soldier who had previously pretended to be dead had just gotten up and was about to take advantage of the chaos to grab the nearest war horse. The spear penetrated his body instantly. He screamed and fell to his knees. At the same time, Yang Feng rode a monster and swept past him. After passing by, he pulled out the spear from the front, then turned around and stopped with the dust stirred up.

He looked at the people who were dumbfounded.

"I can.

Not only do I know magic, but I also have the power to defeat thousands of people. I killed more Jianhu people by myself than all of you. I also have fame, I am a scholar, and I have a family background. My father is the county magistrate. The Yang family is the hereditary commander of the Anton Guard.

Then.

You tell me.

Why don't you listen to me? "

He was riding a huge, large-displacement three-wheel cruise motorcycle, wearing ancient armor, holding a spear that was still dripping with blood in one hand, looking at the soldiers, and shouting through the small speaker he carried.

"I am the hereditary commander of Anton Wei, Yang Daxun. Fengsheng is my nephew. I am Anton Wei, the name of the Yang family. You must have heard of me, right?"

Yang Daxun shouted.

"I am An Dongwei Xiangsheng, and my father is the supervisory censor in the court."

Su Dunsheng immediately shouted arrogantly like his father Zhang Erhe.

"I am Xiangsheng in Juzhou. My father was the magistrate of Shaoxing. As you know, Fengsheng is the son-in-law of the Du family in Juzhou. The elder Zhuang you mentioned is his brother-in-law."

Du Li said.

"So, are you willing to listen to him, or are you willing to listen to us, the imperial officials and the powerful local families? Follow us, and you will be the righteous people of the local area. Everyone will be rewarded for killing Jianlu. What kind of reward is the imperial court? I will give you whatever rewards you want. If you want military pay, I will give you military pay. If you want food, I will give you food. Even if you want land to grow, I will give you land to grow. I alone have thousands of acres of fertile land in Anton Wei. After this massacre of captives, there will be no shortage of land for you to plant in various places.

Now, tell me, do you listen to me? "

Yang Feng said.

The soldiers looked at each other.

Then they all bowed and saluted.

"Young man, listen to Yang Sheng."

"Young man, listen to Mr. Yang."

……

They were shouting in confusion.

"Then pursue Yishui immediately. Jianlu, like us, has not rested since yesterday. They can only stop and rest at Yishui and surround Yishui. Don't let any Jianlu escape."

Yang Feng shouted.

The soldiers quickly ran towards Yishui in confusion.

Yang Feng rode a three-wheel cruise motorcycle in front of Cao Wusheng and others who were already stunned.

"You, follow me to ensure that you will be rich and prosperous in the future. What's the point of pretending to be a ghost? It won't be in vain to use a knife or a gun to create a prosperous and prosperous person. You are all the same. If you want to be rich and prosperous, follow me and kill the enemy. If you don't want to follow me, I will cut off one arm of each of you. I originally wanted to spare your lives. Don’t forget that you are the rebels of the White Lotus Sect. All nine of your tribes should be punished. I thought that when you come to save Juzhou, I will only keep one of your arms, so as not to Fight against me from now on.

Choose for yourself!

Follow me and I will ensure your prosperity and wealth.

If you don't follow me, you'll have to break off your own arm and leave. "

He pointed his spear at Cao Wusheng and shouted.

Cao Wusheng hesitated.

"The common people are at your command."

He still chose to practice the ritual honestly and said.

His disciples quickly bowed and obeyed, including the one who was slapped in the mouth. He also quickly dismounted, picked up the glass marble from the ground and held it to Yang Feng with a smile on his face...

"Reward you!"

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he grabbed a handful from his pocket and gave it to him.

The guy was so excited that he held it like a primary school student.

(Thanks to book friends Chen Muchen, Pheasant Sang, I finally have time, Lin Lingsu 2018, Wei Xiao, Beichen Delta, book friend 20190408122521311, book friend 20220322162643149 and others for their rewards.)
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