After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"The fleet is docking! Flying Fish Guards, follow me ashore to meet the enemy!"

Tu Baishou shouted orders loudly, his rough voice breaking through the biting cold wind and exploding in the ears of every Feiyu Guardian.

"Meet the enemy!"

"Flying Fish Guards go ashore to meet the enemy!"

The order was passed on, and soon the Feiyuwei fleet was filled with noise.

But even if the order was given in advance to keep weapons on duty day and night and to sleep in armor, chaos was still inevitable.

While everyone was in panic and hadn't figured out what was happening, a fireball rose high into the sky and slammed into the fleet.

"Boom!"

"Boom~~"

A fireball as big as a washbasin slammed heavily onto the deck of the middle section of the Beijing Camp fleet, smashing through it directly. Kerosene exploded from it, and a raging fire immediately ignited.

A shrill scream was immediately heard from the cabin.

The fireball came from the woods on one side. Although the accuracy was poor and most of it fell into the river, three ships were still hit.

And this was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen fireballs rose into the air and came roaring down again.

"Fly out and attack!"

Tu Baishou was furious. He roared, jumped off the boat and rushed into the mountains.

……

This was not a fierce battle at all.

When Tu Baishou led more than 200 Feiyu Guards into the forest, not too deep, they saw a large group of "White Lotus thugs" with ragged clothes, yellow faces and muscles. They were crowded together, holding various farm tools, including hoes, dung forks, long-handled axes, sharpened bamboo poles, and carrying poles. They looked terrified, and there were more than a thousand of them.

Many of them were busy operating catapults, and the scene was chaotic. They didn't look like an army, but rather like a group of beggars.

Several White Lotus demons wearing yellow scarves shouted loudly, ordering the "thugs" to speed up. More than a dozen simple catapults slowly lowered their spring rods under the twisting of the wheels.

"kill!"

Tu Baishou suddenly appeared, with murderous energy swelling around him, as if it were real. Within two feet around him, all the grass and trees were broken.

More than two hundred Flying Fish Guards jumped out.

The ensuing battle was a one-sided massacre.

The "White Lotus Thugs" were no match for the Feiyu Guards. Someone shouted, "The Feiyu Guards are coming, run!" and they collapsed.

The faces of several White Lotus demons changed drastically. They hurriedly took off their iconic yellow scarves and threw them away before blending into the crowd and scrambling to escape.

In a few moments, more than a thousand people scattered everywhere.

The Feiyu Guards killed a few of the enemy, leaving only three or four hundred men behind, and then withdrew their troops.

But this was not the end. Soon after, the Beijing Camp also landed and chased the "White Lotus Thugs" all the way into the nearby town.

What followed was a war.

The officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp looted whatever they saw and killed anyone they saw, leaving corpses piling up like mountains.

Tu Baishou was unable to stop it. This time, the Beijing Camp was just accompanying them on their journey south and had no subordinate relationship with the Feiyu Guard.

The eunuch Lu Zonglin, the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, is a close confidant of the eunuch party, so he doesn't need to give Tu Baishou much face.

The White Lotus demon hid in the mob village, cut off the canal, attacked the army, and threatened the retreat.

As far as this one point is concerned, no matter how many people the Beijing Army kills, there will only be merits and no faults.

A bandit's passing is like combing a cloth, and a soldier's passing is like shaving a hair.

Robbery is an important way for government troops to make money. If there are too many restrictions, it is hard to say who will be targeted.

Tu Baishou simply turned a blind eye and ordered the Feiyu Guards to cut the iron chains blocking the river and set sail south.

Lu Zongli then hurriedly withdrew his troops and returned to the ship, because if he was too late the waterway would be frozen.

By this time, the ravaged village had long lost its life.

……

Two hours later, a horse galloped up from the north, its hooves stomping on the muddy ground, splashing up clouds of dirt. The man on the ox looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

The person who came was Qin He.

After a hearty meal, I took another nap and woke up to bright daylight.

We chased them all the way and didn't see the fleet, but we could see the smoking village and the overturned boats on the river bank clearly from a distance.

"Master, there are so many corpses."

The big turtle lying on the ox's head found a good position between the two horns of the ox's head, which was just right for it to stick its shell in.

Of course, the most important thing is the skill of bull riding, in two words, steady.

Qin He looked around and the traces left at the scene were very clear. It was probably the work of the government troops. The fleet must have been attacked. Among the corpses, there was a large white lotus flag that had not been completely burned.

This surprised Qin He. This place was hundreds of miles away from the border of Lu, and the rebellion had spread here.

This is very different from the history of the time and space where he came from.

In the time and space he came from, it seemed that there was no such rebellion at all, at least Qin He didn't know about it. Even if there was, it would not be on a large scale.

This made Qin He feel surprised and suspicious.

Could it be that he interfered with the invasion of the Di Lu and boosted the fortune of Dali, and then the Heavenly Dao turned around and arranged a large-scale riot for Dali to offset it?

Is this what they call an irreversible trend?

Or, the inertia of history?

Of course, this thought only flashed through Qin He's mind and he didn't think deeply about it.

Because the historical trend of this time and space is indeed different from the time and space from which he came. The general trend is the same, but there are many differences in the details.

Shaking his head, Qin He returned to the present.

Of course we can't let go of the corpses all over the ground.

A rough estimate shows that there were at least a thousand people. It's a pity that Zhuangzi was almost burned down and there was not much left to burn.

However, it was impossible for Qin He to burn more than a thousand people.

If a thousand shadow plays were performed directly in his mind, even ten Qin Hes would go crazy.

We can only pick the most valuable ones to burn, and bury the rest.

So one man and two beasts divided the work, the two beasts collected the corpses, and Qin He used a shovel to dig a hole.

After the bodies were collected, the pit was dug.

Qin He activated the Qi-gazing technique and selected only thirty corpses.