Summer nights, when there is no wind, are like a dose of sweat medicine, making people drowsy, weak, and stuffy.
Yang Fan was lying on a mat, I don't know how long he slept, he suddenly felt a burst of breath, he opened his eyes, and saw that the sky was not yet dawn.
He sat up in a daze, felt the homemade wooden crutch, put it under his right arm, walked to the table in the dark, grabbed the kettle and poured it vigorously, and walked to the toilet at the end of the bed.
The crutches slammed on the floor, making a "thump" sound, and a figure immediately appeared in the window, and the probe looked inside.
Through the faint moonlight, he saw that Yang Fan was getting up at night, and retracted his head.
Yang Fan had been living in this town for three days, and he was also surprised that the Khitans had suddenly stayed here.
The surrounding cities here are dense, all of them are the territory of the imperial court, if the Khitans want to choose a stronghold, this is by no means a good choice, the best choice should be Lulong.
Fei Mo had been complaining to him for the first two days, and he didn't understand why the army was stationed here, but after He Axiao came here yesterday morning, Fei Mo didn't complain anymore, and he didn't know what He Axiao told him.
After Yang Xin was convenient, he suddenly lost his sleepiness, so he walked to the window step by step with a cane, and the warriors patrolling outside the window roamed like ghosts at midnight, and the moonlight reflected on the knives in their hands, reflecting a cold light, which made people feel a cool feeling when they saw it.
The moon in the sky is only half a round, and the mist is lightly covered and not bright.
Yang Fan exhaled softly, involuntarily thinking of his wife and his children.
Staring at the half-round moon lightly covered by thin clouds, Yang Fan thought stupidly: "It would be good if the Khitan people stayed here all the time, and when my leg injury healed, it would be easy to get out of trouble."
Once I returned to the mountains, it would be difficult for me to escape. ” In a row of wings against the east wall of the courtyard of the mansion, it was dark and unlit, but in one of the rooms, two figures were sneakily together.
One of them was Liang Shuang, and the other was the spy he sent to Zhuozhou to report the news, his name was Zhang Shuxiang Liang Shuang lowered his voice and asked, "Gongzi Youren commands" Zhang Shutang said: "Childe said that if the opportunity is rare, he must be allowed to die here." ” Liang Shuang frowned and said, "I tried my best to make sure that those Khitans didn't embarrass us too much, but we are not their people after all."
Yang Fan is now on our territory, but he is not alone, how can we kill him?"
Zhang Shuhao said: "Childe has already given a death order, once he is allowed to escape, there will be no more chance."
Childe said that whether it is poisoning, assassination, assassination, anyway, any means can be done, if necessary, this manor can also be abandoned, set a fire to cause chaos, and take his life in the chaos, as long as this can be done, Childe will not hesitate to reward him."
Liang Shuang thought carefully for a while and nodded: "Well, you can rest first, I'll take a good account and see if there is a chance to start."
Zhang Shuhao said: "I haven't shown up here in the past two days, and the sudden appearance of a new face won't arouse their suspicion?"
Liang Shuang sneered: "Don't worry, all of us are locked up in this cross-courtyard, and those Khitan soldiers have never looked at us at all and have not counted our numbers, who remembers who you are." ” Zhang Shuhao was relieved and quietly escaped at night.
Liang Shuang looked at the hazy moon in the sky and let out a long sigh.
The Lu manor in this town is the largest, and the Khitan general named Fei Mo moved in here as a matter of course, and Yang Fan also moved in.
But although it is not easy to kill him if it is close at hand, those Khitan soldiers who prevent Yang Fan from escaping are also his best protection.
In Zhuolu City, the mansion where Li Qianzhong is located.
Li Qianzhong struggled for another three days, but in the end he still didn't survive, and on the third watch, he swallowed his last breath gloomily.
The generals under him are all leading the warriors of their own clan to garrison the periphery, they have occupied Zhuolu for many days, and they can't take advantage of the imperial court soldiers and horses, so they didn't stay by his side at this time, and when he was angry, there was no one else around him, only Sun Wanrong.
The room was still filled with the smell of medicine and the stench of the rotten places on Li Qianzhong's body, mosquitoes flew tirelessly in the misty night, and Sun Wanrong would sneak up on Sun Wanrong, who was sitting on the edge of the couch like a dead man, Sun Wanrong was in a trance, and he didn't notice it.
After a long time, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming" The door opened, and several pro-soldiers quickly walked outside.
As nomads, each of their adult men was a warrior, the leader of the tribe did not have a special guard on a daily basis, the shepherds of the tribe were called in time of war was his legion, and the most trusted soldiers came from those families with whom the tribe leader was most closely related.
The soldiers stationed in this mansion are all absolute henchmen of Li Quanzhong and Sun Wanrong.
The faces of these warriors were heavy, and some of them still had tears on their faces, but none of them cried in front of Sun Wanrong, they just listened quietly to his orders.
Sun Wanrong commanded in a hoarse voice: "Gather all the medicinal herbs together with the Khan's body."
Don't use the coffin, the news of Khan's death must not be publicized" "Yes" Sun Wanrong's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he said: "When we withdraw from Zhuolu City, we will burn down this mansion, and the corpses of those executed doctors will all be thrown into it, so that no one can identify them."
"Yes" Sun Wanrong's voice was still hoarse, but as he said a few words, Jin Ge's voice faintly came: "Send an order to the officers and soldiers of the whole army: Starting tomorrow, mobilize all mules, horses, and vehicles, and all the grains and grasses collected by all departments, bag rice, bag trucks, and early the next morning, the army will march out and return to the mountains."
The first two orders were addressed to these soldiers, and the third order was to be addressed to the officers and men of the whole army.
When he said this, his old and haggard face faintly revealed a determination as sharp as a knife and a strange excitement.
These Khitan tribes, either because of Li Quanzhong, or because of him, or because of the two of them, resolutely joined this war, and now that Li Quanzhong has passed away, he must take all the responsibilities, and he is duty-bound From the first day they raised their banner to rebel, he knew that the future would be full of thorns if he had to fight against a huge beast-like court.
But at that time, Li Qianzhong was a khan, and he assisted him, and the pressure was never as heavy as it is today.
Today, all this has to be borne by him, this is the responsibility, but also the driving force, Sun Wanrong's heart swelled with an unprecedented strong fighting spirit, he wants to win a battle, fight a big victory, let Li Quanzhong's heroic spirit who has not yet gone away rest assured, let all the clansmen rest assured: he, Sun Wanrong, can take everyone down, go on At noon the next day, Fei Mo suddenly received a military order, and he immediately ordered someone to call Liang Shuang Liang Shuang has always tried his best to meet the various requirements of the Khitans, and Fei Mo saw that he was obedient, but he was not too embarrassed for him.
To be kind to him is to set an example to the other gentry, who will do their best to meet their demands.
The people of the Northland are fierce, most of them are accustomed to martial arts, if they are too mean, and even threaten their lives, if these Zhuang families desperately resist, although they can suppress it, after all, they will also be damaged.
Liang Shuang saw Fei Mo, pretended to be submissive, nodded and said, "General, you are looking for me" Fei Mo pouted and lay on the kang, and said in a rough voice: "Well, we are leaving, you gather your mules, horses, and vehicles here, bag the grain, and then move it to the car, tie it with ropes, and cover it with linoleum, otherwise it will be ruined if it rains halfway."
Liang Shuang was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "What, you are leaving" Fei Mo begged him and said, "Why do you want to leave, I have to get your permission" Liang Shuang hurriedly said: "No, no, no, what I mean is that there is so much grain, I'm afraid it won't be enough to load it all for a while."
Fei Mo said: "Oh, then you will pick up the lights and fight at night, we will leave early tomorrow morning, you go to do it now, put on the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and so on, and tie it up strongly."
As long as you are obedient, it will not be difficult for General Ben to be for you, otherwise, not only will your home be raided, but even your life will be taken away."
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When Liang Shuang heard that they would leave tomorrow, he felt a little relieved, and hurriedly agreed.
Fei Mo said again: "Also, you prepare a light car alone, with two layers of mattresses on it, and the general will use it." ” The corners of Liang Shuang's mouth twitched twice, and he hurriedly agreed, and then went to the back to call out all the guys who were detained in the courtyard, and under the surveillance of the Khitan soldiers, he collected all kinds of rice bags and large and small vehicles, and loaded the grain and rice into the truck.
In the grain cellar, Liang Shuang and Zhang Shuhao stood on a mountain of rice, muttering quietly while loading grain with a wooden shovel.
Zhang Shuhao held his rice pocket and whispered: "They will leave early tomorrow, what should I do about the things that Gongzi confessed, so that I can think of a way to poison him?"
Liang Shuang shoveled a shovel of grain fiercely, quickly glanced at the Khitan soldiers standing with knives at the door of the granary, and said in a low voice: "They all cook the food by themselves, let's not plug in, besides, if you want to poison, where did the poison come from, there is a pharmacy in this town, and as soon as they came, they copied all the medicine in the pharmacy, even the arsenic, saying that they were going to use it to quench poison on the arrows." ” Zhang Shuhao said anxiously: "Then what to do, you know the temper of the childe, the son hates Yang Fan to the bone, if we watch Yang Fan leave", Liang Shuang went down with a spade, and suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly struggled with a few spades, filled the rice bag, and then hugged the wooden shovel, stepped forward to help Zhang Shuhao tie the bag, and took the opportunity to whisper something to him, Zhang Shuhao's face suddenly flashed with joy, he nodded calmly, and then carried a bag of freshly filled grain out of the grain cellar
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