It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 437

Come and go like the wind.

Even Xu Shenji, who was next to Cheng Dalei, didn't notice how the other party got out. Such as the ball that suddenly bounced, knocked the escaped horse thief off the horse's back heavily, and then Cheng Dalei walked back with the opponent's collar and threw it under the tree.

Boom!

The sound of the body hitting the tree, this cottage was in pain, and felt like his bones were about to be broken. He opened his eyes dazedly and saw three faces in front of him.

A black-faced man, a cold-faced girl, and a wretched old man.

"Just chat, where are you from?" the black-faced man said, "Good answer, you can leave comfortably."

The horse thief immediately recognized the situation and said: "The hero spares his life, the hero spares his life, we are Lin Tianjiang's people."

"Lin Tianjiang?"

Cheng Dalei and Xu Shenji looked at each other, and immediately realized that the "Lin Tianjiang" in his mouth was the Lin Shaoyu everyone was looking for. The man in front of him was a soldier of the rebel army.

Cheng Dalei inspected the horse thief's hands and found that he had thick calluses left behind when he was used to gripping weapons. It seemed that this man was not lying.

Tsk tsk, how did the rebel army become such a thug, and how did Shaoyu lead the team.

"You dare to lie!" Cheng Dalei held the spring of the ordinary sword: "Who doesn't know that the rebel army is now in Bingzhou, it seems that you don't want to live."

"Forgive your life, a brave man!" The horse thief kowtowed like a slap in the face: "I didn't lie to you, we encountered the imperial soldiers when we broke through the siege of Bingzhou, and then got separated from the large army, so we can only be a group of horse thieves on the grassland. "

"Lin Shaoyu came to the grassland?" Cheng Dalei asked.

"No, no." The horse thief shook his head: "Lin Tianjiang wanted to rush to Bingzhou to break through into the grasslands, but he encountered the imperial soldiers and was blocked back."

"So where is he now?"

The horse thief paused, looked at Cheng Dalei and said, "The hero wants to kill Lin Tianjiang?"

Now the entire empire is going to kill Lin Shaoyu, officers and soldiers, and bandits too.

"Not bad!" Cheng Dalei nodded heavily: "Do you dare to hide his whereabouts?"

"How dare I be a good man, I really don't know where they are. I hope someone can kill him sooner."

Cheng Dalei was startled: "Why? Are you not his?"

"My dear man, we were hurt by this surnamed Lin. We were honest farmers, and the surnamed Lin said that he would let us live a good life. Our family of five became confused by the justice religion. Now my father My brothers are all dead, and I am left alone. My younger brother broke a hand during the battle, and was left behind by Lin Shaoyu, and froze to death on the road."

The horse thief didn't seem to be lying, and he shed tears as he spoke, sobbing softly and loudly.

Cheng Dalei and Xu Shenji both fell silent. Of course, when they left from Toad City, they had already disliked the rebel army. But the real situation will always refresh everyone's cognition.

Cheng Dalei held the hilt of the ordinary sword, thought for a moment, and finally kicked the horse thief aside.

"get out."

This horse thief knew that he had picked up a life from the gate of hell, and immediately ran into the distance without life. Xu Shenji looked at his back and said, "The boss, let him go like this. If our news leaks out, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble?"

Cheng Dalei is no better than Lin Shaoyu's situation. Probably everyone in the empire has to kill him. Officials want to kill him to get rid of bandits, and bandits want to kill him to make him famous. Cheng Dalei has been nesting in Toad City and can't come out, and no one can help him. But if his whereabouts were leaked, it would probably be like poking a hornet's nest.

"Since I dare to come out, do I still think it's troublesome?" Cheng Dalei patted the ordinary sword on his waist: "If they want to kill me, let them come. It just so happens that I haven't appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time."

"Where are we going next?" Xu Shenji looked towards the south: "Bingzhou?"

"Go, go to Bingzhou."

...

Cheng Dalei wanted to enter Bingzhou, but it was not easy. Bingzhou is a grassland of Pingchuan, relatively speaking, the terrain is relatively simple, and it is not suitable for concealment.

In the past, the situation in Bingzhou was probably vast and sparsely populated, and because it bordered on the Rong tribe, it was always worried about the Rong tribe's aggression, so the people were even more sparse, and it was almost in a semi-abandoned state.

But this winter, too many people have flocked to Bingzhou for the same purpose.

The general's mansion headed by Yuchili.

Yangzhou soldiers headed by Li Xing.

Jingzhou soldiers headed by the Xiangfu.

These three forces are the strongest among them, and the battle is mainly between the three parties. But there are still many forces pouring into Bingzhou, hoping to become a dark horse or something, and unexpectedly grab the final championship.

In the area bordering Bingzhou and the grassland, heavy troops have been deployed to prevent the rebel army from breaking through the border. In addition, several troops came and went to search, constantly shrinking the encirclement.

The general situation has been set, and many people have already expected that the number of righteous teachings has been exhausted, and Lin Shaoyu's execution is only in the past few days. As a result, other questions arise: who can finally chop off Lin Shaoyu's head?

Among the several people in the empire who are likely to inherit the throne, whoever gets Lin Shaoyu's head will be able to sit on the dragon chair.

The soldier who can capture Lin Shaoyu will immediately seal the ten thousand households, and the hereditary will not replace him.

Everyone wanted to get Lin Shaoyu's head in the end, not someone else. So they stumbled on each other, knives came out behind their backs, and there were countless things to do with cold feet.

It can be said that the main reason why Lin Shaoyu has survived until now is because of the intrigue between the various forces. Otherwise, he would have been killed many times.

Prairie night, in the tent.

In front of Li Xingzai was a bloody head. Li Xingzai stared at him with great interest. He saw that this face was very ordinary. When he died, he opened his eyes wide, as if he was about to turn into an evil spirit and swallow Li Xingzai in one bite.

"Grass Seventeen, native of Jiaozhou, unknown age, unknown origin." A civil servant in front of Li Xingzai said slowly, "The sign is a red seal on the top of his head."

This civil servant, known as Hu Xin, is a guest from the Prime Minister's Mansion. At the same time, there was another person standing in the tent, Song Youqu, the son of Song Bokang. Although everyone knew that the prince Li Xingzai was a puppet, the superficial work was still to be done. Wan Huxin and Song Youqu both came to assist Li Xingzai, but they were actually monitoring.

Li Xingzai picked up the black hair above his skull and found a red birthmark.

"It seems that this person is the famous killer of the empire, Cao Shiqi." Li Xingzai touched the back of his head: "It's really dangerous. If Master Wan hadn't been rescued in time, I would have given my life here."

"It's right to do things for His Royal Highness." Wan Hu said calmly: "There is another piece of information, this grass joined the General's Mansion seventeen or two years ago and became a guest of the General's Mansion."

Li Xingzai was stunned, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that my brother can't wait."