"I want to leave?" Yang Ling saw that the Hongmao made a mistake and immediately said, "I thought Hongmao was proud of her daughter, but she didn't expect..."

The face of the Red Lady was like a big red cloth. She gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "I asked me to come today. Are you just trying to bully me? Are you going to negotiate? Let's talk about business first! My Red Lady has been suffocating until today. Don't think it's you, you can ask me for it."

"Talking about love and negotiation, it is actually easier to get involved," Yang Ling said, while standing up and walking slowly towards Hongniang: "I am not urging you to repay you, nor do I come to coerce you when you are alive and die. Others don't understand you, but I don't know yet? Attack Shaanxi openly and escape from Taihang, Ying'er, do you think I really can't see it? Do you think if I didn't let you go in secret, you could cross the Yellow River?"

His hand held Hongniang's shoulder. Hongniang was about to break away from her arms, but when she heard this, her eyes suddenly widened, and she let him hold his thin shoulders and said blankly: "You... did you know that we... didn't lie to you?"

Yang Ling didn't answer, pulled her to the table, and said softly: "Don't be stubborn, Ying'er, you just said 'Don't think it's you'. These words have already revealed your feelings. You also know that our relationship is extraordinary, right?"

The Hongmaster's pretty face was flushed and her heart was chaotic. She couldn't beat or scold the man in front of her, and she wanted to love him, which made her think about it and feel sad. She really wanted to lie in his arms... No, she lay on the table and cried, but how could she say anything?

Yang Ling pressed her on the chair and handed her a pair of ivory chopsticks to her. While pouring wine for her, she said softly: "Come on, eat some food first, let's talk slowly."

The Hongmao took a piece of pork and handed it to her mouth. Before she could chew it, tears flowed down. She choked and said, "What did I owe you in my previous life? If it weren't for you, an enemy. If it weren't for that night................., my Hongmao came and went without any worries, how could it have fallen to this point? Yangling, I hate you, you bully me, you bully me, wuwu......"

She could no longer pretend. She turned her head and hugged Yang Ling's waist, buried her face in his arms, and cried loudly. Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that she would be stubborn, as long as her hard shell was broken, it would be easy. If Yang Ling knew that Hong Niang already had his child and this love line inseparable, he would not have to torture others so much, I wonder if he would feel a little distressed. Anyway, there was a smug and treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth now.

A wise man's actions turn misfortune into blessings, and success is achieved through failure. Yang Ling is good at finding factors that are beneficial to him from disadvantages. If his opponent is a woman struggling in love, then... it is difficult to be despicable and shameless without winning.

She let the Hongniang indulge in tears and vent her torment until the tears wet her clothes. Until she left his arms embarrassedly, she lowered her head and did not dare to raise her head, Yang Ling sat down next to her, took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears gently, and said gently: "Ying'er, look at you, I haven't seen you these days. But I've lost weight again. Her chin is pointed, her eyes are big, and her skin is a little darker..."

Cui Ying'er listened and couldn't help but touch her eyebrows and lips as he said. Did she become ugly? Her heart couldn't help but feel a little panicked. But she heard Yang Ling continue, "Although it's still so beautiful, it makes me feel so distressed."

Cui Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't want to answer his words. She gave Yang Ling a fierce look. She turned her head like anger.

While setting up dishes for her, Yang Ling said, "Don't worry, you have to eat, don't be afraid, there is no medicine in the wine and the dishes, let's talk while eating."

Cui Ying'er snorted, ate the dish with a big mouthful, and glanced at him intentionally, as if he was "not drugged, don't be afraid" and had a bit of a demonstration.

Yang Ling smiled and looked at her picking up the wine glass and sipped the wine, saying, "How could I bear to poison you? I just put a little anesthetic that was the same at the same time..."

Cui Ying'er had just swallowed a sip of wine, and her face turned red when she choked. Her eyebrows were raised and she said angrily: "You... are ashamed that you actually put those shameful things in my wine."

She was afraid that the drug would repeat the same mistake, so she immediately wanted to leave. Yang Ling stretched out her arm and firmly held her firm and round waist, and smiled and said, "Just, just kidding, how could I be so shameless? I didn't take any medicine, really didn't take any medicine. If I don't believe me, I'll take a sip."

Without waiting for Hong Niang to stop him, he picked up Cui Ying'er's wine glass and drank the half glass of wine. Cui Ying'er was both angry and funny. She deliberately pretended not to look at him when he deliberately put it on the place where he had drunk, but said angrily: "Are you a little serious? You are still a prince!"

"Of course, you must be serious. As a lord, you have to be a lord. How could I do such a slutty thing? I will wait for you to take the initiative to untidy my clothes."

"You!" Cui Ying'er was really annoyed by him repeatedly: "You are not serious." She shook her hand and wanted to leave, but her tone was like a child vomiting, as if she was angry, but she couldn't hear any anger.

Yang Ling smiled and held her hand tightly and said softly: "Ying'er, don't you want it?"

Cui Ying'er was so nervous that she was looking at her with a burning, affectionate and domineering look. She didn't dare to look at her again, and she lowered her panic. The room was quiet, and a beautiful atmosphere quietly rose.

Cui Yinger, who had never experienced this feeling, was panicked by this atmosphere. Yang Ling coughed, changed his face and said seriously: "You gathered people to rebel, traversing the north and south, and have a great disaster. Now they are about to lose. Logically speaking, the court can only annihilate the full force and publicize the punishments of the monarchy in the world, and use the law of the country to correct the country, and never give them great kindness to plea...."

"Hmm?" Hong Niang blinked a pair of starry eyes in confusion, a little unable to keep up with Yang Ling's jumping speed in his mind.

"I'm talking about business now," Yang Ling coughed and explained.

"Oh!" replied obediently. The voice was as light as a kitten moaning.

Yang Ling, Duke of the Ming Dynasty, and Hong Niangzi, the last rebellious force of the White-Clothed Army who was dominating the world, began the pacification meeting in a villa built by a wealthy gentry in the summer resort halfway up the mountain of Xiantai Mountain.

Yang Ling held the Hongniang's slender waist with one hand, and clothed her with the other hand, explaining the court's policies in her mouth. The meeting was held in a harmonious, warm, friendly and charming atmosphere...

"I object!"

"I object!"

"I object!"

"I'm against... Ying'er, you'd better consider your opinions first." Zhen Yangge just jumped out. When he saw that Hongniang looked like water, his little mouth was pursed. His expression was not very good, he immediately changed his mouth, laughed dryly and shrank back.

There were no outsiders present, they were all the leading figures of the scattered people. Xie Zhongcai, Xie Zhongbao brothers, Feng Lei and Zhen Yangge. Hongniang did not tell them the matter completely in advance. Because the negotiation location was between the officers and soldiers and the mountains they occupied, Hongniang knew that Yang Ling would not set up an ambush, but she had no reasonable reason to convince the other leaders to rest assured, so she found an excuse and quietly went to the appointment.

Now that she has come back, she has made an appointment with the leaders. As soon as she explained the matter clearly, everyone can't help but jump out.

Cui Ying'er looked at their expressions and sighed: "Why do you object? Do you still have the intention to rebel?"

"No, but your second uncle died tragically at the hands of the officers and soldiers. Now we are asking us to surrender and we have to work hard for the officers and soldiers. How can such a cheap thing be in the world?" Xie Zhongcai said sadly and angry.

Cheng Laoshi, the second leader of the old village of Cuijia, initially helped Zhao Hao retreat to the west bank of the Yangtze River. As a result, Yang Ling blocked the bridge with a crossbow, the last group of people could not cross it at all. Zhao Hao was shot through his chest and his intestines and stomach were broken. Cheng Laoshi jumped into the water to escape from the bottom of the boat when he saw that the situation was not good. But before he reached the other side, the bridge cable was cut off by Zhao Fengzi. Cheng Laoshi, who had grown into a bathtub in his fifties, disappeared. There was no news yet, so he naturally had no life.

Hongniang was suffocated and frowned and said, "Uncle Fifth. It's not that Ying'er doesn't want to avenge her second uncle, but she has a head of injustice and debt. We people in the green forest have the rules of people in the green forest. They are soldiers and bandits. They have no eyes on swords and guns on the battlefield. They fight with their abilities, and they will live and die in peace. This kind of revenge cannot be found.

Besides, we are trapped here now. If we want to die, I am not afraid. You are not afraid. We are not afraid of these five thousand good brothers who are with us, but how can I bear to let the old and weak women and children in the old village die together? The young and old who cannot take swords and guns can eat up all the food stored there. As long as we die, this winter.........The thousands of people in the mountains will starve to death and freeze to death. Have you ever thought about it?"

The two brothers Xie Zhongcai were silent. When someone died on the battlefield, they had to seek revenge with confidence. Even if they were bandits, they didn't think they could take any reason. They just died tragically at the hands of officers and soldiers for many years. Now they don't want to take revenge anymore, but the conditions for accepting the recruitment are indeed dedicated to the officers and soldiers, and they really can't accept it emotionally.

The Hongmao smiled bitterly and said, "Do we have any other choice? Or, we die, and the women and children in the old village die together. Or, we surrender and join the government army, and the government will resettle our family. Do you think we have a third choice?"

Jingliang's eyes slowly swept across everyone, and Zhen Yangge and Xie brothers were silent. After all, they are old people. Although they have been bandits for life, they will not be so impulsive anymore. Ying'er is right. Do they still have a choice? If the court had not needed to hire people, they would not have invited them at all. It can be said that this is God's love. If they gave them a chance, what else would they want to ask for?

"It may not be...... there is no third choice," Feng Lei suddenly spoke: "Zhou De'an used a fake plan to deceive the old man, and made the mountain village neglect to prevent it, and was attacked by him in one fell swoop. Now we can't use the same way to deal with him? He came to recruit the country, but there would be no fake one, but since the young lady agreed to them to come back to discuss, they thought we had no other way, and had only one way to surrender, and then the defense would inevitably be loose. If we break through tonight, we might be able to break out and fight back to Taihang Mountain."

The Hongniang shook her head and said, "It's impossible. If we agree, I will meet them. They will arrange the matter of marriage. At the same time, I will go back to the old village to witness their arrangements for our family, women and children, while our men and soldiers will not open their way back to the Taihang Mountains from beginning to end. We are only allowed to go north.

Because the matter is confidential, even among the officers and soldiers, there are not many people who have been surrendered, so the road back to Taihang will be blocked. Besides, we did not rob the food and grass this time, so what if we go back to the mountain? Is there a way out?"

Feng Lei was speechless, but he was so hindered. He always felt uncomfortable in his heart. He thought for a while and said, "I went down the mountain to find out today and accidentally found that there was a large area on the West Road guarded by the militia. I thought that the lack of officers and soldiers led the regiment training and also recruited the regiment training to the mountains. What combat power can those temporary recruitment regiment training have?

I want to touch the situation again. I will look at their reality and reality. If there is an opportunity, we will choose this direction to break through. There must be some food and grass in their camp. As long as we return to Taihang Mountain and survive this winter, we will stand firm. Anyway, we will not go out to conquer the world again in the future. Then kill the horse, can’t we survive? It’s better than surrendering so poorly."

The Hongniang sighed softly. Yang Ling told her that she should not be too optimistic. The group of arrogant soldiers and generals under her naturally had a rebellious mentality towards the officers and soldiers, and were not so easy to tame. She didn't believe it very much. It seemed that she had been with these people day and night, but she was not as far-reaching as Yang Ling. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they were unwilling to surrender to the officers and soldiers.

The Hong Madam did not want to force them too much. The anti-command and soldiers had been rebelling for a lifetime. They had to think about it, turn the bend back, and nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to spy on the military information, then bring a few more brothers and act carefully. Since the court is willing to transfer this militia, I believe that the combat power is different from ordinary militias. You must not be careless."

"Yes!" Feng Lei was excited and stood up and replied.

The Hongniang's eyes narrowed and said, "We have saved our food again and again, and we will soon be given up. If we drag it down, we will not even have the power to guard the mountain. Therefore, in order to copy the innocent young and old, we cannot give up this opportunity. If we can't find a possible place to leave tonight, then..."

"Don't worry, Miss, I, Feng Lei, wouldn't joke about the lives of so many brothers and the uncles and aunts in the village, and my sisters-in-law and children. If there is really no way out, then I will follow you and follow you wherever you go."

The Hongniang avoided his scorching gaze and nodded and said, "Okay, then you can get ready for it yourself."

Cloth robe, white cloth, and green scarf, although it is not as bright as the officers and soldiers' armor and leather robe and jacket, but it is also neatly arranged and murderous intent is full of the sky, and the spirit is even more powerful. The power of religion is strong, and believers who are blindly trapped in life and death are not resentful and do not care about giving at all. Such a force, a force that is absolutely spiritually convinced is the most terrifying saber.

The sword, shield, spear, bow and crossbow are in the hand. According to the different figures drawn by the waving lights, the queues quickly evolve into formations. The square formation, half-moon formation, fish scale formation, edge arrow formation, crane wing formation, crane wing formation, geese formation, long snake formation, yoke formation, and the queues continue to evolve, the flags are facing the wind, and the hunting is loud. Hu Za, Hu Drum, Jin Gong, and horn hands also convey various combat orders at any time. The military formation constantly emits chaotic shouts, simulate the war scenes, allowing the soldiers to adapt to how to receive orders in chaotic and noisy scenes.

During the day, the main words are flag language. At night, the main words are lantern language, and various other musical instruments are supplemented. Now the sunset is setting, and the sky is red as blood. The night has not yet arrived. The militia that has mastered the command of flag language and voice is actually the team of the Maitreya Incense Army, and is still tirelessly practicing the dispatch of the military formation at night.

Zhang Yin rode on a horse, standing on the hillside watching the military throne evolve. The swords, shields, spearmen, crossbowmen, formations evolved, martial arts fighting, every move, every move, every move, all of which could see that the legion had taken shape, and the advance and retreat were in line. The military discipline was well-organized.

Looking at the army that was already a powerful armed force, Zhang Yin smiled and stroked his beard and nodded, and turned his head to the side and immediately said to Jiangnanyan, "Well, it's not bad, it's already a little bit. You should be able to pull it out and charge into battle. Unfortunately, they are still militia now. If they are equipped with cavalry, chariot camp and firearms, they will be extremely powerful."

Jiang Nanyan smiled meaningfully and said, "That day is not far away. The news that the court intends to form a militia to replace the existing military soldiers has long been spreading. Now there is only one white-clothed army left, but the world is still building a militia. It seems that the news is true. The leader's army, I believe that in the near future, it will be covered with helmets and armor, all chariots and cavalry, and more than a hundred heavy artillery pieces, hahaha..."

"Hahahaha..." Zhang Yin couldn't help laughing to the sky when he heard this. A powerful armed force that was completely loyal to himself and belonged to him. When he thought of this, he was excited. Liu Liu and Liu Qi finally stirred up a huge wave with hundreds of mobs. If I had an extremely powerful regular army, King Ning responded in the south and believers from all over the country would support him. Wouldn't the big thing be just around the corner?

The battle formation quickly evolved into a square formation, a neat array. The swords and guns were shining with cold light, and the flags of various colors flew high, gathering into a majestic and magnificent picture of soldiers in the mountains.

Zhang Yin took a long breath and looked at the magnificent scene floatingly. He stood on this high place, as if he had the feeling of an emperor who was worshipped by all the people: "The wise should take advantage of the power and use the power to create momentum. I first borrow the power of the bandits in Bazhou, then the power of the Tatars in the Demon North, and continue to borrow the power of the White Army. Now I finally have this situation."

"What a pity," he said with regret: "The man in the mountain is a virtuous cavalry that has been fought from north to south. If it can be used by me, I will be like a tiger's wing. Unfortunately, they are trapped here and unable to move. They are about to die. It's a pity..."

"Then why don't the leader find a way to let the trapped tiger escape back to Taihang. Most of their leaders died at the hands of the court, especially Hong Niangzi, old father and men, all died at the hands of officers and soldiers. They are full of blood hatred. If they can be subdued, in order to avenge her father and husband, they will become the most loyal person to the leader."

Zhang Yin shook his head and said, "It's hard to encircle all sides. Wherever he goes, the guards will have to take on the responsibility of heaven. Miao Kui is just a mediocre eunuch who won nothing in the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain. He encircled and annihilated the white-clothed bandits in Jiangnan and watched them cross the Yangtze River. Hongniangzi only had 5,000 people, but he fled back to Taihang from under his nose. This man had no ability.

I wanted to take advantage of his presidency to ask for battle and encourage him to go into the mountains to suppress the enemy. We could take advantage of the mixed opportunity of various troops and horses to release Hong Niang, but unfortunately I was too late. When I arrived, I heard that Yang Ling was coming from Beijing."

"Yang Ling?" Jiang Nanyan was surprised: "Have the leader seen him?"

Zhang Yin said: "No, I have met him a few times, so I should have met him, but I don't know what to do. When I went to invite him, Miao Kui ran out with a book called "The West Chamber" and told me a lot of reasons to send me away. It's really strange. Yang Ling came to supervise the battle and avoided me, the general, as the leader. I have to send someone to check it carefully."

"Eunuch reads "The West Chamber"? Is there anything strange here?" Jiang Nanyan interrupted and asked.

Zhang Yin thought about it and said, "It shouldn't be true. I guess the eunuch is bored. Alas, when Yang Ling comes, I dare not make a fool of myself. That man is very smart and cannot make him suspicious. In order to show his loyalty, this horse thief in the mountains must become a piece of meat on my felt board and let me..."
Chapter completed!