Beiyang new warlord

Wen Meng was still asking in a daze, and Mao Jue glared angrily: "Didn't I hear what I said, killing is not my wish?"

"But General, we are here to suppress the thieves, don't we have to kill these thieves, how about a celebration wine?"

Kong Youde was still thinking about drinking, Mao Jue was really crying because of the two of them, and he slapped his thigh sadly.

"There are still more than 8 thieves, 10,000 Liao soldiers capable of fighting, and [-] Hongyi cannons! But they just have no food! Put these [-]+ people back. They didn't take down Laizhou, and Dengzhou was lost. , when there are too many people, we have to drink the northwest wind! We have only five thousand soldiers, starving them to death is suitable for fighting or fighting head-on, you old fools!"

"I'm so mad! Go to prison!"

Mao Jue was so angry that he almost raised his lotus finger, twisted it a bit before he realized it, and stepped down the city wall, watching his general's back, Wen Meng nodded.

"The general is still wise, and it is better to beat him if he is hungry, but what is the general doing in prison?"

"Brother Wen, you must be stupid. Master Jiang is angry and wants to lock you up!"

Without his self-consciousness, Kong Youde nodded seriously with certainty.

What are you doing in prison?Talents have been born in prisons since ancient times!And if there is no accident here, it should be that a great god has been shut down.

The prisons of any era were dark and smoky. Uh, Mao Jue was a law-abiding citizen. I haven’t seen it in later generations. Anyway, when the place is pushed away, a musty smell of the pavement spreads everywhere. Now that these thieves are in charge, all the rich and gentry from Dengzhou and other counties will be locked up.

They all seemed to be locked up stupidly. As soon as they saw the light, a large group of local tyrants and evil gentry, like zombies, desperately stretched out their hands through the prison railing.

"Master, please, let me go!"

"The villain is pious and weird, I am Bailian!"

"The little one is willing to contribute all his belongings to the god religion!"

"I still have a cellar of silver, willing to donate to the gods!"

But after Mao Jue walked a few steps, these local tyrants and evil gentry saw the clues again. Mao Jue was wearing armor, and the other soldiers were also covered with cotton armor from the court. In addition, the cannons outside were ringing for a long time today, some people couldn't help but turn around When the smell came, a fat squire who was still so fat after being locked up for an unknown period of time was the first to bark his teeth and let out a strange cry.

"Fucking officers and soldiers, hurry up and let me out, do you know who I am? Your uncle, I am the former Shanxi chief envoy!"

"Hey, you don't have long eyes, hurry up and open the prison door! Shut up Master Ben!"

"Open the door!"

Hey! Mao Jue was overjoyed all of a sudden. Hearing these impolite shouts, he turned his head and said to Kong Youde.

"Just now I heard correctly, this former chief minister can say that he is a loyal believer of the White Lotus Sect? Then take the note and wait for it to be handed over to the governor of Jinyiwei Town! Shut it up first!"

"Obey, General!"

Mao Jue's order was Tieyi's highest instruction, Kong Youde immediately took it seriously, turned his head and said, "Military officer! Record!"

Immediately, the rough man whipped his whip against the railing again, yelling in a rough voice.

"You, old man, Bailian Remnant, what's your name?"

It was really frustrating for a second, just now he was still aggressive there, but when he turned his head, the former chief envoy shrank into the crowd, everyone was disheveled and disheveled, and he couldn't find him in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, you old man, die for me!"

The nose was almost crooked, the eyes of the two bulls were wide open, and Kong Youde knocked on the door of the prison with a whip angrily.

"is that you!"

"No! It's not me! The former magistrate of Qingqiu is not that high-ranking official!"

"that is you!"

"Officer, you are mistaken, this old man is white! How can he be the chief envoy?"

"Then you also said just now that you would dedicate a pit of silver to the traitors. What's your name, old boy? Oh! Give it to me and I'll come back!"

Angry like Zhang Fei piercing a needle, Kong Youde's big eyes widened, and his angry voice filled the entire prison. At this time, Mao Jue had already walked slowly into the depths of the prison.

The innermost one is the death cell, there is not even a little light, the sour and musty smell blows over the face, under the feet, there are quite a few mice running past, even Mao Jue looked at it, and felt a little nervous. Hairy.

"General, it should be here!"

Wen Meng held an oil lamp and shook it towards the dark prison. Looking at the light, a man who was also dark rushed to the side of the cage excitedly, and shouted at the cage.

"I said it, I am willing to surrender! Please go and tell the Great Buddha, I, Zhang Tao, was also a champion of Liaodong back then! It is useful to the great cause of the Kingdom of God!"

Inside the prison, another gloomy shadow snorted coldly.

He really found him! Hearing the yelling, Mao Jue couldn't help showing a smile.

"Yes, Mao also heard about Zhang Xianfeng's Battle of Meiling. Governor Sun, long time no see, Mao misses him very much!"

"It's you!"

The two people in the prison got up almost at the same time.

These days, no business is really quick to grab money. Although small disasters and disasters continue in the land of Shandong, and the White Lotus Sect also makes troubles every now and then, it can basically be regarded as peace. Biggest ever.

Starting from Wuqiao on the border of Hebei, the army broke through Shandong in a few months. The gold and silver wealth plundered by the rebels along the way was quite a lot. In addition, the governor's yamen occupied by the Panghai Sea, which was offered by the Bailian believers, was transformed into In the inner warehouse of Foye Palace, a whole storehouse of gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin was copied out. If calculated according to the account books, there are a total of 1207 million taels of silver, 5 taels of gold, and [-] bolts of upper, middle and lower silk. Silver jewelry counts.

Mao Jue was right. Wang Hua'an already wanted Dengzhou to be his capital, and most of the rebels' food was intercepted in the grain depot. Indeed, as a refugee army, food has always been a shortcoming, with a total of 20 shi. food.

This is also the advantage of not having military supervisors and eunuchs on the head. If there is a civil servant on the head, where will Mao Jue get the money? , at least to subsidize some expenses.

Looking at the neat stacks of grain, riding the moonlight, Mao Jue was in a good mood and waved his hands happily.

"Move! Move to death!"

The battle situation in Shandong was reversed almost at once. The aggressive Shandong rebels wanted to capture Laizhou in one go and squeeze the officers and soldiers out of Denglai Road.

It was already on June [-]th when I got the news. At this time, Laizhou City had been smashed into a pot of porridge. The Hongyi cannon was indeed powerful. The city has been in existence for ten days, and the city walls have been beaten like dog teeth, with a piece missing here and a piece collapsing there.

The rebels attacked the city with more blood than Mao Jue's wretched tortoise armor formation. Carrying a long ladder, thousands of rebels rushed to the city wall with overwhelming arrows and firecrackers, screaming, and fought in every gap. , the crenels were hacking against the officers and soldiers, and the corpses fell like raindrops, but the enthusiasm inspired by the White Lotus Sect and the desire to plunder made these refugees who dropped their hoes fearless one by one. The officers and soldiers have to fight for their lives.

But seeing a group of Liaodong veterans squeeze out a large gap, seeing that the white lotus flag was about to be planted at the head of Dongcheng, at this time, more than a dozen cavalry rushed into the central army.

A few seconds later, Wang Huaan's face twisted, and he roared out.

"Withdraw!"

Chapter 2. Empty City Plan

To be a leader, in ancient times, it was not just about being talented. You had a bad face, so that everyone would not like you. You are full of economics and knowledge, and you can’t compare with Zhuge. People don’t agree. It’s like Song Xiance, who has a big head and a thick neck. He failed several imperial examinations In the end, he had to serve as a military adviser to the bandits.

To be the leader of the rebel army, and to be elected by the White Lotus Sect as the reincarnation of the Buddha, this Wang Hua'an is indeed good looking, although he is absent from work, but he has big ears and eyes like copper bells. It is estimated that being a refugee is also a bully Older people, the nutrition is much better than those refugees who will collapse when the wind blows, and it really tastes like a Buddha, which is so touching.