In the mountains southeast of Mengyin County.

Under a mountain valley guarded by a large number of Qingshui Doctrine troops, Wu Sanniang looked at Zhao Liang in front of her and couldn't help but sneer: "Yeah, why are you again? Isn't the emperor's man no longer there?"

It seems that since dealing with the Emperor Han, the person in charge has been this Xu Shixiong!

Wu Sanniang didn't really underestimate the person in front of her. Her previous series of tricks were enough to prove the person in front of her, but it was precisely because of this that she was secretly surprised.

Now that he is in a difficult situation, Xu Shixiong should stay outside to take charge of the overall situation, rather than go deep into the mountains and take risks.

He is going to be finished. It is a big deal to die Xu Shixiong, which will ruin Meng Can and Wang Jinglong's army's lives!

Of course, Wu Sanniang would not say this in person even if she was beaten to death.

But Wang Lun could say something that Wu Sanniang could not say, of course his words were not so straightforward.

Zhao Liang didn't feel offended, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, the leader. When I heard that the leader was urgently reporting, my father was already in operation."

"After all, to solve this dilemma, the difficulty lies in the internal part of the Qing army, not external forces!"

Zhao Liang's two sentences reveal a lot of things. First, there is someone behind him, so this time he took risks.

While strengthening the cutting of Duoqingshui Cult, Agui did not relax the siege of Wang Lun's army. Zhao Liang walked along the way. If he hadn't had room to hide, he would have been surrounded and beaten by the Qing soldiers long ago.

The second emperor was preparing to cause trouble within the Qing army.

Thinking of the big fall from Shuhedezai before, Wang Lun had a hundred reasons to believe that the Emperor Han was really very energetic within the Qing army. So this time they planned to repeat the same trick?

"The Qing army is powerful, and Agui is not comparable to Shuhede. It is no longer appropriate to divide the troops into two places. If my father can succeed in operating within the Qing army this time, then he would be called Meng Can and the two marshals Wang Jinglong, leading troops to break through, and then I hope the leader will be ready to respond!"

However, this reduced the scope of activities of the rebel army.

Although there are still large mountainous areas north of Mengyin and east of the city, which can provide Qingshui Doctrine Army with circumvention, as long as they cannot stop the Qing army's offensive, even the most powerful place of marching will be over.

One of the major reasons why the chieftains of Jinchuan, big and small, were able to fight against the Qing Dynasty for so many years? Isn’t it that they can withstand the Qing army’s offensive?

But what about the current Qingshui Cult?

Agui only had some more sky-storming cannons in his hands, and the rebels who could resist the Qing army before were defeated.

Meng Can, Wang Jinglong can’t stand it, can Wang Lun withstand it?

Even if the dilemma this time was really solved, Agui turned around and got involved in Wang Lun. Wang Lun could not resist it. Is that different?

"The leader should think more about the future. The Qing munitions have weapons, and Agui also has many elite gunners from the firearm battalion. If the offense is invaded later, how can the leader resist?"

Zhao Liang had never expected that the Qing army would have a weapon like a mortar cannon in his hands. The three words "sky cannon" used to be just a firework in his mind.

But now he knows it's too late.

I should have mentioned that Qingshui Education should build one or two fortifications so that they can rely on mountain and geographical defense less. If there are more stone fortifications, even if they are civil engineering, they will not be bullied so badly by mortar cannons.

Zhao Liang did not stay at Wang Lun for more, nor did he listen to Wang Lun's advice to lead a few more people on the road, and went down the mountain alone, and disappeared into the dark mountains.

He had to take advantage of the night to catch a little longer, otherwise it would be even harder to go after dawn.

However, what Zhao Liang unexpectedly called him was that when he walked to the middle of the night, he actually bumped into a group of refugees in a valley.

It should be a refugee?

There were men and women, old and young, all with disheveled hair, and a total of fifty or sixty people.

Bramble hairpins, hemp clothes, cloth jackets and short jackets, they are obviously poor people.

Those people also discovered Zhao Liang, and several men surrounded him with iron forks and guns. But most of them were panicked and ran around in panic, as if they were running away, and they were hiding from disasters.

What is this situation? How come there are so many people in this place? Zhao Liang didn’t understand. Don’t they know that this is a war zone?

"The officers and soldiers are here! The officers and soldiers are here!"

Zhao Liang did not intend to do it, but just took out a Park knife from the space. This was specially made by Zhao Liang. The length was appropriate and it was easy to block; the blade was sharp, and it was chopped into two pieces!

It was also this Park Knife that scared the men around, and then the crowd behind him didn't know the truth and started shouting in chaos.

"Don't panic, I'm not a clear dog."

Although Zhao Liang was a little surprised, he took two steps back and put away his knife and shouted.

"Don't run, don't run. It's not officers and soldiers, not officers and soldiers."

"It's just one person, just one person. Don't panic everyone..."

The man holding the iron fork turned around and shouted loudly. The crowd quickly returned to peace. All Zhao Liang could hear was the crying of the children.

A group of mountain people who were harmed by the Qing soldiers?

There must be many fragmented small villages hidden in the vast mountains. These villages are mountain people, and they are not in the outer land within the Qing Dynasty. On weekdays, they farm and make a living in the mountains, and they also collect mountain goods to trade with the people outside in the market.

It’s a bit like working from sunrise, resting from sunrise, digging wells and drinking, and plowing fields and eating. How can I feel about the power of the emperor?

But now the Qing army is approaching, and when they are clearing out the Qingshui Sect, they have also easily cleaned up many mountain villagers' villages.

Those who were aware of the situation would be washed away by the Qing soldiers and sent to outside to form households and civilians. Those who were aware of the situation would be dead.

But the mountain people were already tough and there were not many villages willing to obey, so most of the mountain people fell under the butcher knife of the Qing soldiers.

However, although these mountain people were forced by the Qing army, few of them joined the Qingshui Sect.

The reason is very simple. Although the lives of mountain people are simple and closed, they are not fools. How can they not know that the prospects of Qingshui Cult are bleak?

There is still a glimmer of hope if you don’t join. If you join, you will be dead and have no life.

Zhao Liang had no choice but to these mountain people. The other party directly regarded him as a member of the Qingshui Sect. They were obviously harmed by the Qing army, and their eyes were full of hatred when they looked at Zhao Liang.

"He's right!"

If the Qingshui Sect hadn't sent the Yimeng Mountains to the public, their lives would have been mediocre.

In addition, Zhao Liang had important things in mind, so he had no intention of delaying his efforts with this bun. He threw down a bag of steamed buns as money for buying a road, and the person quickly left.

And the mountain people didn't care where Zhao Liang's steamed buns came from, they just cared about the steamed buns.

There is no reminder whether there are Qing soldiers in front and where the Qing soldiers are moving.

Zhao Liang just walked forward with Park Dao, and when he was thirsty, he would drink it and drink it. There were more things in his space. When he was hungry, he would have more tricks, including oil cakes, meat cakes, buns, steamed buns, chicken legs, braised pork, roasted fragrant mutton and large pieces of donkey beef...

He rushed forward along the mountains and forests until he walked out for more than twenty miles and saw that it was getting dawn, he saw a team of Qing soldiers.
Chapter completed!