Continue to angrily ask for all kinds of support...

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At this time, we were in a narrow path deep in the mountains in the northeastern part of Kuandian Old Forest.

Tens of thousands of Dongjiang soldiers formed a long red dragon, slowly retreating towards the south under the scorching sun of the autumn afternoon.

On the east side of the hillside, under the shade of an old ginkgo tree, Mao Wenlong, dressed in military uniform and wearing a Shang Fang sword on his waist, sat on a smooth weathered rock, holding a large leaf in his hand and slowly fanning the wind.

, soothe the afternoon heat.

Around him, dozens of soldiers with the surname "Mao" who had been changed by Mao Wenlong were accompanying him.

It's a pity that even them~~ are no longer as energetic as before. They are all sweating profusely and sticking out their tongues, like leaves on a tree that have been wilted by the scorching sun.

Looking at the listless men marching hard under the scorching sun in the narrow path below, Mao Wenlong didn't know what it was like for a moment.

Mao Wenlong really couldn't understand.

I really can't understand it.

In the past few years, it was not easy for Liaodong and Liaonan to fight for their lives, and the brothers all put their heads in their belts, and then returned to the hard-won smooth situation at this time, but~, but the imperial court and Governor Yuan

But...but at this time, such a big 'moth' was thrown...

This military operation of the Dongjiang Headquarters is heading towards Laozhai.

It was also Mao Wenlong who had accumulated the greatest strength in the past few years and wanted to use a "killer trump card" to deliver a fatal blow to Laozhai.

For this reason~~, the men of the Dongjiang Army led by Mao Wenlong secretly left Pidao as early as mid-July, marching only at night and hiding in the deep mountains and old forests of Kuandian for almost two months.

Even ~~, Mao Wenlong deliberately cut off contact with the rear supplies. He simply ate and slept in the open air, and drank blood just for the sake of the concealment of this operation, trying to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the Tatars around the old village and capture them in one fell swoop.

!

But who would have expected that just when Mao Wenlong arrived at the front line of Sanzhai and was about to attack the Tatars, the inside line hidden in Sanzhai informed Mao Wenlong of the news about the imperial court and Governor Yuan.

Mao Wenlong didn't believe it at all when he heard the news, and almost took the heads of these insiders to sacrifice him.

Because in Mao Wenlong's consciousness, this is simply unbelievable.

How could the imperial court cut off its limbs at this time, completely squander it, and squander the great situation at this time?

However, several insiders reiterated the accuracy of the news to Mao Wenlong at the top of their lungs, and begged Mao Wenlong to verify it with the rear as soon as possible.

Only then did Mao Wenlong sense that something was wrong, and immediately sent someone to contact the rear...

Then……

Knew it.

These insiders did not lie. The imperial court actually did this... this kind of behavior that was like 'destroying the Great Wall'.

Fortunately, Mao Wenlong didn't attack Sanzhai rashly. If, what if...

Mao Wenlong simply couldn't imagine the consequences.

As a last resort, he could only lead the elite men of the Dongjiang Army to retreat quickly to the rear.

Based on Mao Wenlong's understanding of Huang Taiji, if this fat man could not seize this opportunity, he would be in trouble.

However, in terms of general trends, although Mao Wenlong made the right decision, who can know what kind of suffering he was enduring in his heart?

‘Looking for a feudal lord from three thousand miles away!’

Originally, all of this was right in front of me, and I was about to take it down in one fell swoop and eat it in my mouth. However, how could I have imagined that such a change would happen suddenly...

Even with Mao Wenlong's strong heart, he couldn't hold back at this moment.

What's even worse is that because the weather at this time was extremely hot, a gurgling stream at the foot of this hillside actually dried up.

This means that if the young men cannot quickly pass through this old forest today, today, and even tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the young men will have to bear the painful consequences of not having water to drink in such hot weather.

At this time, a soldier stood in front of him and shouted in a low voice: "Commander, Vice General Chen is back."

Mao Wenlong hurriedly looked in the direction of the soldier's finger. Chen Jisheng was holding a kettle in his hand and was running towards this side hurriedly.

"Commander, the sky is boundless for us! We found a clear spring under a rock crack two miles away. It is enough for our men to drink."

With that said, Chen Jisheng hurriedly handed the kettle in his hand to Mao Wenlong, "Commander, my subordinate just took this. You can drink some first."

Mao Wenlong's mouth was dry and he stopped refusing. He took the kettle and drank a big gulp. Then he handed the kettle to the soldiers around him: "Drink some for each of you. Mao Youlu, please take someone to get it now."

Here comes some water. Bring more people, get more water, and put it at the foot of the mountain to quench the thirst of our sons."

"yes."

Mao Youlu was the most advanced member of Mao Wenlong's "You" generation. At this time, he already had a garrison rank. As long as the battle was over, he could still be a guerrilla, but he never thought that this battle would no longer be fought.

Already.

However, Mao Youlu was a very calm and capable man, and was deeply trusted by Mao Wenlong. When he heard Mao Wenlong's order, he did not dare to show his emotions, and hurriedly called a few soldiers, and quickly ran down the mountain to call for people to get water together.

Mao Youlu and the others left, while Chen Jisheng sat next to Mao Wenlong and sighed slowly: "Commander, look at this, we have to rush to the river, I'm afraid it will take at least seven or eight days. The key is that Yuan Qing is still there.

Not here...this is really..."

After drinking some water, Mao Wenlong's mental state has calmed down a lot, and his mind has returned to calmness. He slowly said: "Jisheng, what do you think about this matter? Don't have any worries."

Chen Jisheng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "Commander, this matter is really, really hard to say... At this time, our best opportunity has been wasted. This loss can no longer be recovered."

Mao Wenlong shook his head and said: "We can still create opportunities. We have so many good men, and there will always be opportunities in the future."

Chen Jisheng also understood the deeper meaning of Mao Wenlong's words and quickly looked around.

The surrounding soldiers also knew that Mao Wenlong and Chen Jisheng had something important to discuss. In addition, they had drank some water just now and their spirits had recovered. They all retreated to a distance to guard Mao Wenlong's safety from a distance.

Seeing the soldiers leaving in good faith, Chen Jisheng smiled bitterly and said: "Commander, if a tree is as beautiful as a tree in the forest, the wind will destroy it. In recent years, Yuan Qing's limelight has been too much. Back then, Eunuch Wei was protecting him.

With Zhou Xuan and the late emperor's benevolence, everything can still be maintained, but now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, this matter... is a bit hard to talk about..."

Mao Wenlong nodded, glanced at Chen Jisheng, picked off a foxtail grass next to him, put the root in his mouth, and continued to wait for Chen Jisheng's next words.

Chen Jisheng hesitated for a moment, swallowed, and finally mustered up the courage to tell his true thoughts.

"Commander, the matter has come to this. According to the opinions of my subordinates, the emperor, the court, and the trusted Governor Yuan, this is a drunkard who is not interested in drinking! I'm afraid, Yuan Qing, he is just a precedent!

Once transferred out of Yuanqing, my subordinates estimate that it will be our turn..."

Mao Wenlong let out a long breath, and his eyes were a little blurry for a moment, "I have seen the emperor before. Judging from his appearance, he should be a man who knows right from wrong and understands righteousness. I can't figure out why~

~, at such a critical moment, he would make such a choice. Does he really want to force Yuan Qing to rebel?"

Chen Jisheng said: "Commander, Yuan Qing will not rebel. My subordinates know Yuan Qing very well. If Yuan Qing wants to rebel, I am afraid that he will not wait until this time. He will not betray Liao at this juncture.

Go to the windy and frosty Northland. Yuan Qing has already given in so much, but still..."

At this time, Mao Chenglu from the Chinese Army also rushed over, "Commander, Lao Chen, I heard that you found water?"

Chen Jisheng also had a small kettle on his waist and hurriedly handed it to Mao Chenglu, "Drink some first to quench your thirst. Youlu and the others have already gone to get water and should be back soon."

The arrival of Mao Chenglu interrupted the conversation between Chen Jisheng and Mao Wenlong, and both of them stopped talking.

"Ah. What a pleasure."

Mao Chenglu drank a lot of water, and the heat on his face dissipated a lot.

Mao Chenglu may seem a little reckless on the surface, but in fact, he is very shrewd. Otherwise, Mao Wenlong would not have sent him to deal with the food and salary officials in Denglai and given him such an important position.

After Zhang Pan left, Mao Chenglu was now the "general manager" of the entire Dongjiang Army.

At this time, he also discovered the subtlety of the situation and said with a smile: "Commander, Old Chen, you are talking about Yuan Qing's matter. This matter is really worrying! I don't know, at this time, Yuan Qing

Do you know the decision made by the imperial court? If the imperial court really takes a preemptive strike and sends people to Changsheng Island first, then this matter, I'm afraid, something big will happen."

Mao Chenglu was Mao Wenlong's direct nephew and the core officer of the Dongjiang Army at this time. In the Dongjiang Army at this time, he still had a very important voice.

At this time, Chen Jisheng had understood that Mao Wenlong had already tacitly allowed Mao Chenglu to join the conversation. After a moment, he said: "Chenglu, the commander-in-chief and I are also worried about this matter now. If Yuan Manzi really strikes first, then~~,

Even if Yuan Qing doesn’t want to rebel, I’m afraid there’s no room for turning back!”

"grass!"

Mao Chenglu couldn't help but spit out, "I really don't know. What on earth are the emperor and the big guys in the court thinking! Let them ruin a good situation like this!"

Chen Jisheng also sighed deeply, "Now that things have happened, even if we hate it, we may not be able to do anything about it. The key is that we are not here now, and we cannot grasp the pulse of the imperial court."

Mao Wenlong said: "The storm is about to come and the wind is blowing all over the building. Yuan Manzi is really too sharp. If he is here, how can we survive?"

Mao Chenglu spat fiercely: "Commander, if not, let's rebel together with Yuan Qing! These days are really going to drive people crazy! We can't even get 50% of our food and salary, at this juncture

Go ahead and stab us in the back! Damn it, how could such a thing happen in the world? How can we fight this war?"

"presumptuous!"

Mao Wenlong couldn't help but glared at Mao Chenglu fiercely.

Mao Chenglu just wanted to test Mao Wenlong's thoughts, so he quickly closed his mouth and remained silent.

Chen Jisheng hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said: "Chenglu, you can't talk nonsense like this. We are ministers of the imperial court, how can we talk such treasonous nonsense?"

Mao Chenglu carefully observed Mao Wenlong's face. Seeing that Mao Wenlong was calm, he hurriedly said: "Old Chen, I am talking nonsense. But Marshal, Old Chen, you also know that Yuan Qing has a high reputation in our Dongjiang Army.

.The brothers below also have a lot of complaints about this matter..."

Mao Chenglu said, continuing to carefully observe Mao Wenlong's face.

Mao Wenlong did not speak, but Chen Jisheng had a tacit understanding with Mao Wenlong for many years, and he quickly asked: "Chenglu, what complaints do brothers have?"

Mao Chenglu was already confident at this time and said: "Commander, Old Chen, it's not like you don't know that most of our old brothers are involved in the Liaonan Trading Company in Yuanqing. If the imperial court moved Yuanqing, it would also be moved.

The root of our Dongjiang!"

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Chapter completed!