North Sichuan, in the mountains of Daba.

"The location has been selected, it is Sanhepu, west of Guandukou, about twenty or thirty miles away from Tongjiang City."

"Although there are four or five hundred local team training personnel, Liu Qiang, the general manager of the training, is too harsh, and he is very resentful to practice bravely. As long as we fight hard, we will definitely be able to take it off smoothly." Moreover, they just received a batch of supplies from the rear who worked hard to transport them. This time, the Zhao family used a lot of Shu connections to send them thousands of cotton armor.

Zhang Hanchao nodded with satisfaction. Twenty or thirty miles away, this distance is not awkward. Even if the city reacts, it will take one day to prepare.

What's more, Xu Tiande, Wang Sanhuai, Leng Tianlu and others from Dongxiang, Da County were in a big situation, which attracted a lot of attention from the Qing army for Zhang Hanchao's army. Therefore, Zhang Hanchao was determined to take this opportunity to take several places to replenish food and food, and then take advantage of the opportunity that the Qing army in northwest Sichuan strangled Xu Tiande, Wang Sanhuai and others to attack him, and led his team to jump out of Baoning Mansion, kill Shunqing Mansion, and meet with his son Zhang Yuemei's troops.

However, it is not something that can be done casually if you want to jump out of Baoning Mansion.

The Qing army launched a group training in Sichuan and Sichuan, calling on local large households to protect the countryside and protect the countryside. Although these group trainings were not strong, they were really numerous and very annoying.

Their existence is not really going to attack the White Lotus Cult Army, but more of them are guarding their hometowns seriously, at least the property of the landlords and wealthy people who organized the regiment training.

The speed of the movement of the dull White Lotus Cult Army only needs to persist for a while, so that the Qing army will be killed.

Although this kind of persistence is unreliable, even ghosts can't understand how long it took, it's still useful.

At least it is better than not relying on group training, right?

"As long as the plan goes well, we will have enough time to enter Shunqing Prefecture after we take down Sanhepu."

“But what if the plan doesn’t go well?”

"If the plan is not going well, just fight. The Qing army in Tongjiang City only has four or five thousand people, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Zhizhao turned the words back, making his brother Zhang Zhifang blushed.

There were not many Qing troops in Tongjiang City, but what about the Qing troops in other places? What if this was stuck?

Zhang Zhizhao is Zhang Hanchao's eldest grandson. "Grandpa, except for the Qing army in Tongjiang, the green camps in other places are probably about two days away. This period of time is enough for us to prepare!"

If it goes well, they will be able to cook the Qing army in Tongjiang tomorrow.

“What if the cooking is not done?”

"That's even simpler. Split a group of people and cut off the rear, and the large army will leave first. The troops will run into the mountains." This is also the common trick used by the White Lotus Cult Army after entering southern Shaanxi and northern Sichuan.

Why did Zhang Hanchao's youngest son, who was also promoted to be the only son of Zhang Yuemei, separate from Lao Zhang? It was because of the death of the rear.

Zhang Zhizhao is Zhang Hanchao's eldest grandson and is also the second heir to this team. Zhang Yuemei led the troops to cut off the rear, and if there was danger this time, he would naturally be here.

Zhang Hanchao looked at the eldest grandson's eyes, and Zhang Zhizhao did not dodge at all. It was his truth.

"Okay, I have a genitals. It's my grandson."

This is a matter of decision.

After the discussion was over, Zhang Hanchao, Zhang Zhizhao, Zhang Zhifang, Zhan Shijue, Li Huai and others walked out and saw a few people coming from the Zhao family waiting quietly outside.

Seeing Zhang Hanchao and the others coming, a strong man in his twenties, who was in his twenties, greeted him. His name was Wu Zhuang, and he was Wu Sanniang's distant nephew. He bowed and smiled, "Haha, look at the faces of you, I guess the battle plan has been decided?"

After Wu Sanniang and Li Gui and his wife gained a foothold in Wang Lun, they also returned to their hometown to move some relatives. Wu Zhuang was one of them.

He was seventeen or eighteen years old when the Shimizu Cult was rebelling, and was also a member of the rebel army.

After the failure, I was lucky enough to escape the disaster.

Now Wu Sanniang's subordinates are also considered powerful figures.

Next to Wu Zhuang was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. Although Wu Zhuang was much older, his identity was far less than Wu Zhuang.

At this moment, Liu Bin looked at Zhang Hanchao and others coldly, and his whole body was filled with unhappiness.

He is a representative of the White Lotus Sect sent by the Propaganda Department.

He came from a scholarly family and hadn't encountered literary inquisition, he would definitely not have appeared here now.

The bloody family feud made him a staunch anti-Qing man.

After all, those who can come to Bailian’s army alone are all anti-Qing irons who are not afraid of death in Zhao Liang.

However, this person has a very big temper.

After entering Zhang Hanchao for a few days, he began to preach the Zhao family's good news and criticized the White Lotus Doctrine.

The contradiction with Zhang Hanchao is that the smallest accumulates into the big, and the smallest accumulates into the big.

Especially after Zhang Hanchao began to stop playing with him during the military discussion, the conflict between Liu Bin and him became a little more intense.

Zhang Hanchao ignored Liu Bin and just greeted Wu Zhuang. When Wu Zhuang asked, he smiled and replied with a smile: "It's really decided. I'll go down the mountain tomorrow, go to Sanhepu, and go directly to Shunqing Prefecture."

Wu Zhuang and Liu Bin looked at each other without saying anything. They had seen the strength of the White Lotus Sect Army and knew the combat effectiveness of the Qing army. They all felt that these guys were too brave.

"Is this a bit too risky?" There are still four or five thousand Qing troops in Tongjiang City. Is it useless to think that they are going to be fooled?

Zhang Hanchao laughed, "Didn't this all see the supplies? I have to take a good look at the effectiveness of this cotton armor!"

Liu Bin's face turned red with anger. What was Zhang Hanchao's name?

"It's that simple? What if I can't win?"

"If you can't win, just divide the troops, aren't you not without a score?"

Zhang Hanchao said indifferently.

Wu Zhuang felt his mouth itchy at this time, but he could still bear it. Liu Bin's face turned red, but when he thought of Wu Zhuang's warning just now, he finally endured his temperament and sneered.

But after returning to his residence, he could no longer help and said to Wu Zhuang: "Master Wu, this is what you have seen with your own eyes! Those who are so domineering and arrogant are really unbearable to education."

According to Liu Bin, Zhang Hanchao and others really have no intention of trying to compete with Da Chen. Otherwise, how could they dare to be so arrogant?

So this group of people should not care about them anymore.

The Qing army and they were beaten to death and beaten to death.

Anyway, the White Lotus Sect has also been created, but can it still surrender to the Qing army in large numbers?

Let them die for themselves.

Wu Zhuang didn't say much, but his senses about the White Lotus Sect were much better than Liu Bin. After all, the Qing Data he had previously been involved in, the Western Mahayana Sect, the Hunyuan Sect, the Suzhou Sect and other things, were all the same.

Liu Bin stopped talking at this time.
Chapter completed!