Chapter 405 Xiao Muqing took advantage of Peng Cheng's defection to capture the border town of Chilongtan in the western part of Mozambique in one fell swoop, which not only opened the door to Mozambique for the Jade Army, but also made it logical for the Feng State to occupy the entire territory of Surabaya County.
The loss of Surabaya County is a heavy blow to Mozambique, the western barrier has disappeared, and now, only Xu Lengzhi is left to support the overall situation in Haowan County.
Nie Ze's speculation was not wrong, Xu Lengzhi did withdraw all the main forces of the Mo army under his command to Pufeng, the county capital of Haowan County, with an army of more than 600,000 people, who had to eat and drink every day, and the amount of grain and grass consumed was astronomical.
Relying on the county's own food stockpiles alone was far from enough to feed and drink these many people.
At the same time, Xu Lengzhi also relocated the people in Pufeng City on a large scale, and the original county town with a population of hundreds of thousands was sharply reduced to about 50,000 people in just a few days, and they were all light and strong laborers.
Xu Lengzhi has been prepared to fight in Pufeng and the Feng army for a long time, and he knows very well in his heart that Pufeng is related to the life and death of Haowan County, and Haowan County is related to the safety of the capital.
On the day he was stationed in Pufeng, he expressed his attitude to his generals, the city is in the people, the city is dead, and he swears to live and die with Pufeng, and will never retreat half a step again.
There will be a heart of death, and there will be no greed for life.
As the commander-in-chief, Xu Lengzhi made up his mind so much, and the soldiers below naturally all made up their minds and prepared to fight to the death against the Feng army here.
This day, morning.
The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and there are no clouds at a glance.
More than 30 Mo soldiers walked leisurely on the country road near Pufeng.
The road is not wide, and there are crops on both sides, and there is not even a place to shelter from the sun.
These Mo soldiers had no military appearance at all, their helmets were crooked, and many of them ripped off the collars of their military uniforms, but even so, beads of sweat still flowed down their cheeks and necks from time to time.
"Why is it so hot today" A soldier raised his eyes to look up at the sky, and finally shook his head helplessly, dragging his heavy steps and continuing to walk slowly forward.
After turning a detour, there was a small thatched shed on the side of the road not far away, and the eyes of all the Mo soldiers were bright, and they all accelerated their pace and walked over.
When I came closer, I found that this was a tea shed, the owner was an elderly man, and there was a fourteen or five-year-old girl next to him, who looked like a grandfather and grandson.
Seeing that there were so many soldiers, Lao Suo came out at a trot, and said with a smile on his face: "You military masters are thirsty quickly, quickly, quickly, please inside, there is tea and watermelon in the shop." ” The little girl also followed, blinking brightly and widely, looking curiously at these decadent and unscrupulous Mo soldiers.
The eyes of the Mo soldiers looked past the old man and the little girl, and looked into the thatched hut, but they didn't see anything else, but saw the watermelons piled up in the corner.
Everyone swallowed their spit in unison.
One of the good-looking Mo soldiers touched the cuirass, and after a while, he pulled his hand out, and said with a wry smile: "Old man, we came out to patrol, and we didn't bring any money with us, so we still didn't go in" As he spoke, he waved his hand to his companions on the left and right, signaling everyone to go.
"What does it matter if you don't bring money, now that the wind is coming, it's all up to you soldiers, come in and sit, the old man invites you military masters to tea."
"Then what's so embarrassing," another Mo soldier said with a dry smile.
So said that, but the feet were already uncontrollably walking into the tea shed.
One person took the lead, and the others were no longer polite and walked into the tea shed.
There were more than 30 of them, and the small tea shed was crowded all at once.
Lao Suo was very enthusiastic, greeted the little girl, and asked her to hand the tea bowl and pour the tea.
Lao Suo himself picked out a few large watermelons, cut them into dozens of pieces, and distributed them to the Mo soldiers.
Under the scorching sun, everyone has already walked with dry mouths, and now there is tea and watermelon, where can they still be reserved, a few Mo soldiers only took three or two bites, and ate most of the watermelon, almost even gnawed off a piece of the melon skin, and Mo Bing drank the tea in the tea bowl in one breath, and it was so hot that he fanned his tongue again and again.
Seeing this, the little girl couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Lao Suo also persuaded him vigorously: "Slow down, everyone slow down, if it's not enough, there are still a lot of tea and watermelons in the shop." ” "Oh, old man, thank you so much."
The good-looking Mo Bing stood up, bowed to the ground, and said, "My brothers are too thirsty and tired, and if there is rudeness, the old man should be more considerate." ” "The military master is too polite" At this moment, a convoy walked to the south of the tea shed, and there were about ten carriages in it, and the people on both sides were people dressed in coarse linen and soldiers with bright armor.
Seeing this, Mo Bing in the tea shed frowned, and then, people put down the tea bowls and leftover watermelons one after another, picked up weapons, and rushed out of the tea shed.
More than 30 Mo soldiers stopped on the road, and when the convoy approached, one of them took two steps forward, raised his hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop, what are you doing" This person's breastplate has an obvious mark on it, obviously a captain.
The convoy came to a slow stop, and the Mo soldiers in the escort walked forward quickly, looking at the Mo soldiers who were blocking the front.
It seems that the other party is in his twenties, with fair and smooth skin, looking at his face, sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, high nose bridge, British and introverted, handsome and abnormal, he can be called a rare beautiful man.
Captain Mo Bing on the side of the convoy came to him and said, "We are transporting grain to the county seat. ” "Can there be paperwork?"
the handsome young man asked coldly with an expressionless face.
I don't know what their origin is, the captain of Mo Bing didn't dare to slack off, and nodded in response: "Yes" As he spoke, he reached into his arms, took out a roll of official documents, and handed it to the handsome young man.
The latter took it, looked down roughly, and confirmed that the signature and seal were correct, and then he rolled up the official document, but did not return it to the other party, but directly put it into his arms.
"Hey, brother, what are you doing" Captain Mobing's face suddenly changed, and he reached out and grabbed the handsome young man's wrist.
However, the moment he grabbed the wrist of the handsome young man, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and then, a sharp pain swept through his heart.
He screamed involuntarily, looked down and saw that there was an extra moon-shaped scimitar in the hand of the handsome young man, and what was even more strange was that the scimitar was still burning with black flames, and at this time, most of the blade had already submerged into his chest.
This was the last scene Captain Mo had seen, his eyes were filled with horror, fear, and incomprehension, slowly losing their charm, and finally turning to dead gray, and at the same time, a mist of white flowers came out of his body.
The death of Captain Mo was only the beginning of the killing.
More than 30 Mo soldiers who came along the same road with the handsome young man swarmed up and killed the grain pressers and civilians who had not yet reacted to what was going on.
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Don't look at the untidy military uniforms of these people, they have no military appearance at all, but each of them is not comparable to ordinary soldiers, one by one with steel knives in hand, killing people is like cutting vegetables.
More than a dozen Mo soldiers who pressed grain and 20 people who transported grain became ghosts under their knives in an instant.
Scarlet blood soaked the ground, and shattered corpses strewn under the wagon.
It is unimaginable that more than 30 fresh lives have become incomplete flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.
Looking at everything that was happening in front of them, the old man and the little girl in the tea shed on the side of the road were dumbfounded, and stood there, not daring to move, and their bodies trembled suddenly.
"The old man doesn't have to be afraid, they are all spies" The good-looking Mo Bing came to Lao Suo and smiled kindly, but before he finished speaking, an electric light flashed from his side and directly sank into Lao Suo's chest.
The old man blinked blankly, but his body fell limply, blood gurgling from his chest, staining his tattered clothes.
A scimitar plunged deep into Lao Suo's chest, a fatal stab.
"Lotte, what are you talking about with him" The handsome young man walked over and said with a blank face: "He has seen everything here, and he must not stay." ” When the good-looking young man heard this, he immediately lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "It's the king."
"Ahh The handsome young man bent down, drew his scimitar from Lao Suo's body, and waved it to the side, and the little girl's cry came to an abrupt end, and the cold blade cut her throat mercilessly, but this time no blood flowed out, only the mist rose into the air.
Shaking off the blood stains on the knife, the handsome young man put the knife into its sheath, then raised his head and inhaled the floating spiritual mist into his body.
These people are not Mo Bing, but Mo Bing's sworn enemies.
The handsome young man led by him was Tang Yin, the Wind King, and with him were Ah San, Ah Si, Cheng Jin, Lotte and thirty dark arrow personnel.
The purpose of their arrival here was to wait for the food delivery team of Mozambique, kill them all, and then disguise themselves and blend into the city.
As for the old man and the little girl in the tea shed, it was an accident, but since they ran into it, they could only be regarded as unlucky, and Tang Yin would never bury himself with the hidden danger that his identity might be exposed at any time.
Or cruel, cold, but that's his way of doing things.
"Dispose of all the bodies, clean up the scene, and don't leave any trouble."
Tang Yin walked to the corner, grabbed a watermelon casually, and then flew to sit on the counter, smashed it with his fist, turned a blind eye to the corpses inside and outside the tea shed, and ate it completely unaffected.
Dark Arrow has always been very fast, digging a big pit on the side of the road, throwing all the corpses into the pit, filling in the soil and burying it, and someone else brought new soil and carefully covered the blood stains on the ground, and soon, the scene was cleaned clean, leaving no traces, as if the bloody massacre had never happened
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