It was from the more than 20 Qing soldiers that Zhao Liang once again stepped into the area controlled by the Qing army.

As we go inside, the probability of encountering the Qing army is getting higher and higher.

Zhao Liang changed his heart to a green skin and walked quietly in the vast forest. He now needs to catch a living resident with identity and ask Meng Canjun's specific direction.

But the more this time he will be more calm, right?

The Yimeng Mountains are beautiful in midsummer. The beautiful mountains are lush and lush. From a distance, you can see the green trees and red flowers. Walking among the mountains, forests and plants, you can even breathe with a refreshing coolness.

If there was no need to do anything, Zhao Liang really wanted to close his eyes and stop here, listening to the roar of pine waves and wind in his ears, and there was no sultry air surrounding him, which was so cool that it made people feel refreshed.

Zhuang Liangcai felt the same as Zhao Liang. At this time, he really didn't feel that staying in this mountain was the same hard work.

Zhuang Liang, who is more than five feet tall and weighs more than 160 kilograms (clear kilograms), is a real fat man. His figure is 1.7 meters tall and 200 kilograms in later generations. In previous years, every summer, it was the most difficult stage of the year.

But he is a military post, Dianmao, reports, and leads troops. Even if there is a second sun in the sky, he is indispensable.

That day was really hard.

This year, Zhuang Liangcai was unfortunately transferred to the front line. He was very worried, but he didn't expect that he would have an unexpected surprise.

The inside of the Yimeng Mountain is much cooler than outside.

Just like the weather after autumn, Zhuang Liangcai, the fat man, didn't feel hot at all.

In addition to tinting mugwort to deworm the insects day and night, Zhuang Liangcai fell in love with this place. He was even wondering whether he would be planning an errand here in the future?

After all, after the Jinchuan of the Greater and Smaller and Smaller Jinchuan were pacified, the Qing Dynasty abolished the chieftain system and established the Mino Hall and the Argu Hall there one after another, Guangxing the military farmland and the large-scale military affairs were carried out, gradually strengthening its dominance over the Jinchuan area.

Although there are no chieftains in Yimeng Mountain, the geographical location is indeed a big trouble. What if there are still thieves here in the future?

The imperial court's additional garrison was an inevitable choice.

Although Zhuang Liangcai is just a small general, he may not be able to accumulate merits and advance to another level after the war. He is a garrison in this place. He is a poor place with the sky high and the emperor far away. Who would compete with him? It's also very good, right?

Anyway, he is an inconspicuous little character in the dealer. Since his youngest brother passed the Jinshi in high school, his father has long forgotten him.

Zhuang Liangcai did not blame his father. As a member of the Zhuang family in Yizhou, he knew very well how far his family could go, and it was all about the cover-up of the officials.

From Zhu Ming to the Qing Dynasty, the Zhuang clan in Yizhou was prosperous for more than 100 years. It was not only because of the Zhuang clan's good at managing the family, but also because of dozens of eight-level inspectors, supervisors, chief officials of the Ministry of War, chief officials of the Ministry of Revenue, military preparation, prefect, prefect, magistrate, editor of the Hanlin Academy, etc.

The brother who won the second grade in this regard has a bright future than him, a martial artist.

As long as his brother can become a fifth-rank official, his family can also get a chance to have a hall.

In the dealer, the hall name is a sign that marks the honor and distinction of its branches, and is a sign that distinguishes it from ordinary people.

Since his ancestor Hanguang Gong (Zhuang Qian) passed the Jinshi in the 47th year of Wanli (1619), the Zhuangjia has been rich for more than 150 years. They have gone through a thrilling period of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and have taken advantage of the low land prices in the early Qing dynasties to purchase land. Over the past hundred years, their family has more than 100,000 mu of fertile land, 50,000 mu of mountain farms, and more than 50 ancestral hall names.

The land was thousands of miles away, and its power extended to the four provinces of Jiangsu, Shandong, Henan and Anhui, becoming the first prestigious family in southern Shandong, northern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu.

But because of this, the competition among the dealer is very fierce, and no one wants to be weak.

Since everyone started hanging halls in the Qianlong year, five halls including Shishishoutang, Hengshantang, Mingluntang have developed to more than fifty halls in line now. You can know how fierce the "competition" between the various tribes within the banker is.

Zhuang Liangcai has also worked hard, but his personality is naturally marked with the word "salted fish". The so-called efforts are just the thirty years old, and they are just a small sixth-grade thousand-rank general.

But no matter how salted fish is, Zhuang Liangcai also has his own dignity.

He is also an officer!

Seeing a big man suddenly jumping out from the side and punched a soldier under his command. He opened his eyes wide and pulled out the sword from his waist reflexively: "Where are the thieves coming from? Brothers, please come on me, kill me-"

The place where Zhuang Liangcai enjoyed the shade was still a distance from the camping site of their men, one on the mountain and the other at the foot of the mountain.

So even if he screamed, Zhao Liang was not afraid of the brigade of Qing troops at the foot of the mountain coming immediately.

He saw a big ball of meat from a distance, which was so round that it looked more like a pig than a pig.

He wears a flower feather on his head, white opaque glass and eyeless blue feather, which means he is a sixth-rank official, namely, General Qian.

Zhao Liang was immediately moved.

There were only six or seven Qing soldiers around the Qianmao in front of him, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He was confident that he could easily deal with these Qing soldiers, and then captured the fat pig-like officer alive. He then asked him about the information.

So he quietly touched the near place, and the overwhelmed man was not focused at all. He looked straight ahead with his eyes blankly. Zhao Liang quietly touched him from the flank, and then his body exploded and hit the target's neck with a punch.

Zhao Liang did not leave any strength at all in this punch. With a click, the target's neck bone was broken and he could not die anymore.

Zhao Liang strode forward, and there was an extra knife in his hand, slashing left and right, and chopping the two nearest Qing soldiers to the ground for two consecutive swords.

Without a bird gun in hand, this is a group of low-key fighters.

Although Zhao Liang hasn't practiced much, he is more than better than them in terms of strength and speed. There is even a layer of leather pad under his clothes. The two sides are fighting cold weapons. Then Zhao Liang is brave enough?

A Qing soldier holding a spear yelled and rushed towards Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang only used the Park Knife to gently knock the spear three feet high. He held the Park Knife with both hands, and thrust forward, stabbing the man to breathe.

The combat power of both sides was not on the same level at all. The bright sword light shone like lightning, "Puchi", "Puchi", "Puchi", and blood splattered everywhere. All the Qing soldiers except the fat ball were cut to the ground by him.

"Good man, please spare me, please spare me..."
Chapter completed!