It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 780

At this time, Lu Changya didn't lean too forward. His past experience told him more than once: Sometimes being too pushy is not a good thing.

He watched this scene with a cold eye, and saw Dou Zhu and a few people gathered together to discuss how to set up an ambush on the Meridian Bridge.

Everyone has the experience of playing against Cheng Dalei, and the process is naturally not pleasant. It can even be said that the three words Cheng Dalei have left a deep shadow on everyone.

No one dared to despise each other, and no one dared to be careless.

Dou Zhutong cleared his throat: "The thief will cross the Meridian Bridge at any time. We need to prepare early. If he passes the Meridian Bridge, if we try to keep him, it will be extremely difficult."

Zhu Gang nodded: "The thief has his entourage and two women. He can't get up fast. We rush to the Meridian Bridge now, and we should be able to set up an ambush before dawn tomorrow."

"It's better sooner rather than later, later, things will change." Dou Zhutong took a deep breath, feeling his heart beating extremely powerfully.

After all, it was Cheng Dalei who was dealing with this time. How did you escape from Liangzhou in the first place, and how did you make people betray your relatives?

Every day is like a year, isn't all I want to seek revenge for Cheng Dalei. Without the motivational support of revenge, how can I live until now.

Now that the revenge is just around the corner, how can Dou Zhutong not get excited.

Not only Dou Zhutong had this thought, but everyone else remembered the past experience of being humiliated in Cheng Dalei. Everyone's eyes are excited and their expressions are excited.

"Bring the wine." Dou Zhutong shouted loudly.

There is still wine in the broken temple, which is what Mo Jianghan prepared. It was originally for the purpose of ascending to the top, and the responders were like clouds. How could there be no wine at that time.

But now there are people who respond like clouds, but it is not himself who is calling out.

Some wine was brought up and divided into large porcelain bowls. Dou Zhutong was the first to pick up the wine bowl and said to the crowd, "Today you and my brothers gathered here for the sake of one person. Everyone drinks strong wine with me, kills thieves as well, and takes revenge right now."

"Dry."

The four or five hundred men who met by fate drank the wine in front of them in one go, and then smashed the wine bowl at the same time, and everyone was furious.

"Set off."

Dou Zhutong was the first to get on the horse, followed by Zhu Gang, the starving ghost, and Wanma Hall will not be in trouble... Then Li Qingshan and others. Everyone set off with Dou Zhutong.

During the process, Li Qingshan glanced back. Why can't I see Brother Lu? Just now he was willing to recommend himself as a trustworthy brother.

Then, when he saw Lu Changya following at the back of the team, Li Qingshan beckoned: "Brother Lu, follow me and go with me."

Li Qingshan didn't want others to underestimate Lu Changya.

"Oh, it's fine, I'm fine here, fine."

Lu Changya followed at the back of the team unhurriedly. Anyone with a heart would understand that this position was the most convenient for him to escape. As long as the situation changes, Lu Changya can guarantee to disappear in the shortest time.

I am a long-range attack, so is it necessary to be at the forefront?

...

Before sunset, the desert is boundless.

The guard of the Sunset Pass stands Xiongmao above the Chengguan, and has a panoramic view of the afterglow of the setting sun. There are several defenders around him, but they are all old, and it is not that the general Xiongmao is in the eyes. Even if he is by his side, he should sit and lie down.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and Xiongmao doesn't care. The empire was in chaos, and the upper echelons had undergone several power changes, but Xizhaoguan's generals had always been heroic.

At his age, there is no hope of promotion. If there is no accident, he will die of old age here, and the coffin will be returned to his hometown. At that time, the emperor of the empire will only think of him as a veteran and lift his official position up.

This is a life that can be seen at a glance.

It must be said that Xiongmao is a competent general. Every day, he will inspect the border, inquire about the movements of the Rong tribe, and train his soldiers... But as a general who guards the border, that's all he can do.

He also takes empty pay, he is also greedy for money and lustful, and some things he does inauthentic.

But it is true that veterans like him are supporting the shelf of the empire, preventing the building from collapsing.

But this veteran can't take it anymore.

The food and forage brought by the imperial court became less and less, and it simply could not support a border with 3,000 people. Xiongmao led his subordinates to cultivate crops, but in bad times, he also had to pretend to be a bandit to rob big households.

Looking northwest, is the vast desert. Do the big men in Chang'an know that the biggest enemy of the empire is never within the empire, but the tigers and wolves on the northwest grasslands.

Xizhaoguan is the first gateway in the northwest and directly borders the Rong tribe. The imperial court was supposed to manage this place well, and it was necessary to protect this place first before it could clean up the mess of the empire.

But who cares, for an official position, one inch of the territory is in a mess, and he does his best to use his ingenuity. But those smart people are not willing to think about this place with some wisdom.

The setting sun hung on his face, and he squeezed out a bleak smile.

It is even ideal to be able to bury it in the homeland. One day the Rong tribe will go south...

The sound of war drums suddenly sounded in his ears, in exchange for Xiongmao's heartbeat. He opened his eyes wide and looked forward, only to see a line of dust in the distance, and then thousands of troops galloping.

"The Rong, the Rong."

Several idle defenders also stood up and said in a panic, "The Rong tribe is calling."

"What's the panic?" Xiongmao shouted, his mood was extremely bad: "Everyone went to the city wall, beat the bastards back, and wanted to come to Xizhaoguan to rob me, but they came to the wrong place."

Even though he said so, Xiongmao knew that the Rong clan was so powerful that it was by no means just grabbing a sum and leaving.

The Rong clan often invaded, but they rarely attacked Xizhaoguan, because it was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and they were thankless for their efforts. But today, the purpose of dealing with the army has been clear since Xizhao...

Because Xizhaoguan is the closest to Chang'an.

"General, some brothers are going to grab food. We only have 2,000 veterans now." One of the soldiers said tremblingly.

Xiongmao's heart skipped a beat, knowing that Xizhaoguan could no longer hold back. The time is right and the place is right for the people. If you don't occupy it yourself, it is already the day that you want to die.

It looks like he can't go back to his hometown.

Xiongmao grinned and suddenly pulled out his saber: "What are you afraid of, it's just a group of ghosts dying of starvation. Light up the beacon tower, and the others follow me to the city wall. Xizhaoguan is our territory, and block these beasts back."

As soon as the Rong tribe approached the city wall, they launched a strong attack, giving Xiongmao no chance to breathe. The battle lasted from dusk until late at night, and Xizhaoguan, which I thought could be captured in an hour and a half, persisted for three hours.

After the city gate was breached, Xiongmao led the remnants to fight in the street, and then desperately burned the granary, leaving no grain for the Rong tribe.

And he also died in the fire that ignited in the granary.