Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 140

The Mieven Camp of the Red Army is a very unique and mysterious team. It was established from the Ruishi Camp. It has not made any famous achievements, but it is awe-inspiring. Anyone who knows that this team only belongs to Zhu Qian's command, Everyone knew that they were the sharpest daggers in Zhu Gan's hands, sharpening the vital points for stabbing the enemy.

Ever since Mieqiu Camp returned to the small town to seek revenge, they had killed these local soldiers and Miao people to the point of fear. They didn't know what kind of team they had messed with.

Like a ghost in the forest by day, like a ghost in the dark by night.

Huang Lang was lying next to a swamp, rot, mosquitoes, these most common and disgusting things in the forest, for Huang Lang at this time, he was already used to it, and he would also learn from Zhu Gan's special The information has become a reality that can be used by oneself, such as preventing mosquito bites.

His whole body was motionless, his eyes were slightly closed, and his fingers were stroking the handle of the crossbow on the side. Then you have a series of notches, each of which is his medal. These are the witnesses of his revenge for his brothers, not only Because it feels cool after hearing it, but he is afraid of forgetting, and needs this to remind him of hatred.

Only the hatred of his brothers can arouse his anger when he is weak, and he can kill the enemy with a single go.

Suddenly his ears twitched. This time they heard the news that Liu Bao, the Kuizhou proclamation envoy, took refuge in the red-clothed army commander Gao Qiang, so he deliberately dismissed his soldiers and sent them back to their respective camps. Among them, the team they were going to ambush was the largest village on the nearby hill. They were traveling together and were not familiar with the terrain at the time, so they let them go. Later, they heard that the village was about to hold sacrificial activities.

And the big hunt before the sacrificial event was his best chance to make a move. Gradually, he found the person he was waiting for.

"Dao Da! The Han slaves caught earlier, when are you going to sell them down the mountain! If the red-clothed demon can pacify Sichuan, the market will probably be bad!" The two of them were smiling and talking as they walked over. These two people were wearing bullshit padded jackets and carrying wooden bows on their backs, but they were extremely tough.

Facing the two people who suddenly appeared, Huang Lang didn't make any movement, just lying on his stomach as usual, at this moment he seemed to have turned into an inconspicuous stone, unconscious and emotionless.

"Hush! Keep your voice down, there are black and blind people here, be careful." I saw that the two people's movements slowed down, and their voices suddenly became much quieter, but they still did not stop communicating: "I caught a man from the Han family in front of me." Girl, she was born very juicy! The bed is even softer and boneless, many times better than my rough women who work in the fields, I will let you try it someday."

"Okay! It's said that the girls of the Han family are good, but I don't know where the good is, and they can't do things. They are slow..." Before the man finished speaking, a sharp arrow pierced his throat, and his mouth Li ho ho didn't know what to say, the whole person flew up and nailed to the big tree.

The other person suddenly heard the warning sign and quickly dodged. The wooden arrow flew past his body and fell to the ground. A lazy donkey rolled and rolled behind a tree trunk. The bow and arrow in his hand reached the full moon, aiming blankly. But he found that his hands were a little disobedient, trembling uncontrollably, and then he felt powerless, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Ah! It's a pity, this place has been lurking for a day, but because of a momentary impulse, the location was exposed, so it can't be used anymore." Huang Lang reached out and pulled the feather arrow off the corpse, and carefully put it back into the quiver. May be highly toxic.

Walking to the back of the tree, he kicked the man who was already limp and unconscious, and said in a cold voice: "You should kill the sons and daughters of my Han family, I didn't want to affect your relatives, huh! Now it seems that it should be a blood debt." It's time to pay."

He didn't bother to bury the two of them, so he searched for the dry food on the two of them, and started running in the forest while eating. He was going to find the next ambush place. He wanted to become the ghost of the tribe, and he wanted to let them Fear, the only way to dispel the anger in his heart.

This small village is built on the side of a mountain, drinking mountain spring water, and the people here have never paid much attention to the protection of water sources. One person sneaked in in the dark night and picked almost all the poisons that could be identified in the mountain. , All were thrown into the pool where the mountain spring water was accumulated.

After doing all this, he left quietly again.

For the soldiers of the Miechou camp at this time, killing people to rob wealth, slaughtering villages and exterminating clans is nothing more than trivial things that can be done in the blink of an eye. They have truly achieved a firm heart. Not afraid to kill.

Even if the Buddha was able to glare at Vajra Wiga at home, they volunteered to be the sharpest dagger in Zhu Gan's hands, clearing away all obstacles that blocked their progress.

Faced with the sudden death incidents in various villages, the news spread quickly, and many people knew what was wrong with it, but there were also many people who thought it was retribution, the evil they had created themselves, Now that the evil spirits come to claim their lives, they have to pay with blood.

What happened here also alarmed the people of the nine surnames and eighteen caves. Faced with such a terrifying enemy, they naturally did not dare to underestimate them. They each sent experts to investigate here, but they could only find some clues. It pointed to the massacre of the city by the Kuizhou Propaganda Envoy Yang Qing in November last year.

And this just has something to do with the Red Army. It seems that everything points to the Red Army.

At this time, the red-clothed army is in the limelight, and their reputation is in full swing. They just dare not speak out, but the red-clothed army did not send a large army to encircle and suppress, which means that the red-clothed army does not want to make a big fuss, and there is still room for change. He immediately notified the people who went to massacre the city that day for centralized protection.

The camp was chosen in a steep place with water and food around. As long as the trail leading up the mountain was guarded and there were no mistakes, the more than 400 people would be safe and sound.

The name of the peak is Jindao Mountain, and there is only one path up the mountain, and because of a waterfall, the mountain path is extremely cloudy and humid, and I dare not go up the mountain when it rains. The real one man should be guarded by ten thousand men should not be opened.

Guarding such a dangerous peak, all the soldiers were high-spirited, but after waiting for a few days, no one was seen, and the anger of revenge gradually disappeared and became lazy.

As the saying goes, being full of warmth and thinking about lust-desire, staying on this narrow mountain top with nothing to do now naturally makes everyone feel strange, but there are people with nine surnames and eighteen holes in charge, so they dare not go too far Presumptuous, just gathering in private to gamble.

The people above were also afraid that the soldiers would pick quarrels and cause trouble because they were too idle, and they turned a blind eye to the gathering of people to gamble.

But what people didn't expect was that gambling didn't seem to be enough. One night, everyone tied a rope and slipped down the mountain quietly, and went back to their respective camps. Until the third day, seven or eight of the people who went out died. Only those who had escaped settled down.

When such a thing happened, the people above were furious, and severely reprimanded those in charge of the soldiers, not because they valued these soldiers, but because the matter was of great importance. What do they use as a bargaining chip in negotiations with the Red Army.

"I think! Those ghosts did it on purpose. They just wanted to wait until we couldn't stay any longer, so that they could kill us one by one."

"Those ghosts are too hateful. If I can turn them into real ghosts, my death will be worth it!"

However, among the complaining and angry crowd, one was thin and dark-skinned, but he smiled very calmly and said: "I have a plan, I can turn those ghosts into real ghosts, and let us vent our anger."

"Oh! What's the plan, tell me quickly." Everyone asked in unison.

Whether it is day or night, there are more obscene laughter on Jindao Mountain. Occasionally, women can be seen stripped naked and hung between the cliffs. The mountain wind howls, and then everyone gathers on the edge of the cliff. The bet, the bet is to see if this woman will lose control of herself due to fright.

"This group of beasts." Huang Lang looked far away from the big tree near the mountain, crushed the steel teeth, and said in an extremely cold tone: "If I don't kill all these beasts, I will not be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."

"Don't be impulsive, this is a tactic to lure the enemy, just to make us lose ground." One person persuaded.

Another person said in a cold voice: "It's not a good man to be afraid of death. I can't let go of this breath. I will never have peace in my life. I will go back and tell the lord that I can't fulfill my promise to go back alive."

"Everyone can bear it. Death is not terrible for us, but a relief. The real difficulty is how to live. Remember the teaching of the lord. We are hunters, hunting prey that is more ferocious and cunning than us, The only thing we have is patience." Huang Lang killed more than 50 people, almost ten times as many as other people, and now he is considered a little famous, and these words still have some effect.

But looking at the demoralized crowd, Huang Lang suddenly said harshly: "I have a way to make all those people die, but we may also be buried with us, are you willing?"

Everyone hardly thought about it, and said at the same time: "Shit, why don't you say it quickly, are you waiting to be beaten?"