Thousands of people cut

Chapter 417 Zhili Volunteer Army!

Changguo Town, a hundred miles away from Cangzhou, is not like a village at this time, but like a lively camp. The crowd is so crowded that it is almost overflowing from Changguo Town.

People from the Baigou store, Wu Ping, the initiator and leader of the uprising, was sitting on the big kang of a family, with a tired face, and only the eyes were still sharp. At this moment, his eyes fell on the man sitting on the other side of the big pit, siping a little wine and eating peanuts.

"Li, after listening to your words, our brothers did not go to the capital, but went down to the southeast. But why are all officers and soldiers in Haifeng Town, Yangerzhuang and Suji Town? Is your boy a detailed work of the court?!" At this time, a plagiarism man sitting behind Wu Ping suddenly reached out and patted the sword on his waist and shouted loudly.

"Lao San, don't be rude to your husband." At this time, Wu Ping frowned and shouted in a low voice.

The plagiarism man was Wu Peng, Wu Ping's younger brother. Hearing Wu Ping's unhappy low shout, he had to stare angrily at Mr. Li, who was still chewing peanuts with a faint smile on his face, and sat in his seat. However, his big hand still patted the scabbard, as if with this kind of square. Expression of his inner unwillingness and anger.

"We first went north to take down Xincheng County, and the soldiers pointed to the north, which had already shocked the world. Under the horror of the court, we sent a large army to encircle and suppress it, which is for sure. If we go north again, do you think there will be fewer officers and soldiers in the north than those in the south? After taking a sip of wine, Mr. Li patted off the flower foam in his hand and smiled.

"But we can go west and all the way to the southwest. As long as we can enter Henan, we can join those white lotus armies on the same road. At that time, where can't we go in the world?" Next to him, an old man with his eyes closed and a shady face suddenly opened his eyes and said to the man's yin side.

Hearing this, Mr. Li couldn't help laughing loudly, and made Taoist priest Liu smile fiercely. Then he glanced at the military division of Liu from the White Lotus Sect, Taoist priest Liu Kunzi. Mr. Li didn't care at all about Liu Daochang's resentful eyes.

"Taoist priest Liu is really easy to calculate, but I dare to ask the Taoist priest, do you think that we are known as a strong soldier of 100,000, and most of the people who lead the family, and the soldiers who can fight are only 15,000, can really fight all the way from Shuntianfu? You know, in the middle, across the road of Hejianfu, Baodingfu, Zhaozhou, Shenzhou, Shundefu, Guangpingfu and Damingfu, there are not only heavy soldiers, but also Fukang'an is now in Henan.

Does it, Taoist priest Liu, thinks that with us, we can defeat Fu Kang'an, who has tens of thousands of officers and soldiers around him? Or can we escape safely and turn to Hubei in the interception of Fukang'an and the bag of Zhili Green Camp behind?

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A series of questions not only made Liu Daochang shut up, but also Wu Peng, who just scolded the man, couldn't help but feel a little sad. Since they are the leaders of this rebel army, they naturally know the composition of this army and how many soldiers can fight in it. At the same time, they also know that this scattered army was forced to condense into a group only under the pressure of those surrounding officers and soldiers.

However, when the pressure is too great, or the pressure disappears, Wu Ping believes that it will not be long before this so-called rebel army will inevitably collapse or even perish.

"General Wu can rest assured that there are only more than 10,000 officers and soldiers in Haifeng Town, Yangerzhuang and Suji Town. I believe that when we arrive tomorrow, those officers and soldiers will have been gone for a long time. As long as we pass Yangerzhuang, we can go straight to Shandong. After seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Mr. Li turned his head and said in a low voice to Wu Ping, who was thinking about the wine cup.

"Joke, will those officers and soldiers disappear out of thin air?" The Taoist priest interrupted again and sneered.

"Of course, they won't disappear out of thin air, but our people will help them disappear. At least, they will not be able to be an obstacle to our progress tomorrow. I, Li Zhengdao, can swear to you. Mr. Li's corners of his mouth bent slightly, and his face was full of strong self-confidence and pride. The source of his confidence was that an elite army of about 3,000 people had quietly landed on the coast of Tianjin Prefecture under the cover of Zhu Yu's merchant ship. At the same time, another elite pirate force of about 2,000 people had already turned against the river. On the other hand, Haifeng, which is on the edge of the river, has now controlled Nahaifeng County and the wharf.

As long as this rebel army can enter Shandong, then in the shortest day and the longest two days, there will be thousands of ships, all of which will withdraw the more than 70,000 rebels from Haifeng and escape to the Kyushu Island of Japan.

"Your people?" Wu Ping suddenly looked up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Li Zhengdao's words instantly turned the air in the room into a dead silence. Everyone stared at him with their eyes, as if they would rush forward the next moment and let him spit out the truth with the tiger bench pepper water.

Li Zhengdao smiled faintly as if he had not been affected at all: "If I had no one, how could I bring 2,000 swords, 5,000 gun tips, 500 muskets, and tens of thousands of stones of rice to your hands?"

Li Zhengdao's answer made the air in the room seem to return slightly, and the cold light in Wu Ping's eyes gradually faded away. That's right. If Li Zhengdao could take out so many materials with all his strength? If no one helped him, how could he inform himself in time before several officers and soldiers entered the suppression, change the route, and escape from the pursuit of those officers and soldiers. For a whole month, under the left and right in the territory of Zhili, although the rebels were also I have encountered a lot of enemies, but they are all small miscellaneous fish. It can be said that Li Zhengdao's contribution to being able to get here from Shuntianfu is extremely smooth. Although Wu Ping has been vaguely guessing the identity of Li Zhengdao, he really doesn't understand which force Li Zhengdao belongs to, because the head of the Bailian Sect is next to him, but he doesn't know Li Zhengdao at all.

And in the world, Wu Ping really hasn't heard of any other force other than the White Lotus Sect that dares to fight against the court?

"Who the hell are you? Or, who are you working for and who are you helping us? Wu Ping finally put forward this question that had been in his heart for a long time.

Li Zhengdao calmly met Wu Ping's eyes: "We are neither serving the court of the Qing Dynasty nor the White Lotus Church. The reason why we do this is that you are Han people, who are oppressed by the Qing Dynasty and forced to resist. Therefore, our head of state ordered that no matter what the price is paid, You must be rescued so that you can live safely.

"Your Excellency the Head of State?" Wu Peng used to scratch his scalp, and he really couldn't figure out who this term represented.

"You will know, but not now. But is our cooperation for such a long time not enough to make you trust me? Li Zhengdao's eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the room, and his voice was very convincing and incited.

"Mr. Li, we believe you." A general surnamed Wu stood up and said loudly, "If it weren't for you, we were in Wen'an, Qing County, and Cangzhou. I don't know how many times we have died. How could we live until now? If you hurt us, why would you save us?"

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The simplest and simplest truth. Yes, since you have saved us, will you still harm us? The righteous generals in the room responded one after another. Li Zhengdao was finally able to take a slow breath. He had long known that Wu Pingren was suspicious of his identity. However, it was not a good thing for him to take the initiative to confess some things. Therefore, Li Zhengdao has been working silently, giving advice, and did nothing. What he shouldn't do is to wait until these people completely trust him. Only in that way can he complete the mission entrusted to him by the adult, save these living lives, and stop them from falling under the knives of those court officers and soldiers like animals.

"But Mr. Li, how can we believe that we will be safe when we enter Shandong? Now, we have received the news that the soldiers and horses of the Beijing Division are less than three days away from us, and although there are no more than 10,000 officers and soldiers around Yangerzhuang, how can I believe that your people can solve them easily? " At this time, the Taoist priest Liu shouted unwillingly, "Don't forget that the soldiers of the capital division even have cavalry on the side of Mali. They really want to be fierce. I'm afraid they can rush to Yangerzhuang in a day and a night. At that time, we will fall into the situation of being attacked by the enemy."

"Yes, Mr. Li, although you have brought us a lot of knives and guns, so that we don't need to attack those states and counties to get supplies, you should know that there are many old people, women and children in our team. Do you want us to leave them? In fact, there are not many three days. Wu Ping raised his head, squeezed the wine in the glass, and looked at Li Zhengdao, who looked unfathomable in front of him.

"Of course not. If that's the case, I will agree with Taoist priest Liu. I will go west or go southwest. Even if I die in a few battles, I will have to make a lot of noise." Mr. Li shook his head. This made the Taoist priest Liu's face blue with anger, which clearly implied that Taoist priest Liu asked everyone to break into a dead end. However, at present, the generals of Wu Pingping's army are waiting for Mr. Li to continue, and no one cares Liu Daochang's mood.

(to be continued)