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Volume 2: Uncle Qin Mansion Chapter 234: Flooded White Sand (2)

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    The towering Songshan Mountains, with their rolling hills circling the earth like a giant dragon in the night.

    The autumn wind is gradually rising, blowing the rustling sounds of grass and trees in the mountains.

    The climate in the mountains is low. Although it is mid-autumn, the cool breeze already makes people feel the slightest chill.

    The Baishaling Ancient Trail is a winding trail that starts from Baishaji in Donglingguan and winds through Songshan Mountain. After several twists and turns, this trail with dark flowers and bright colors meanders south from the middle of Shaoshi Mountain in Shaolin Temple, and then crosses the pass and enters the vast vastness.  of plains.

    The wisdom of the people is infinite, because the Baishaling Ancient Road was forcibly taken by the poor people in Baishaji to create a "shortcut" to life.

    No matter what kind of thick pass there is in the world, there is always a "shortcut" to its hinterland on its "dark" side.

    Obviously, the Meng Yao clan also knew this well. A few days ago, he ordered Longhu General Shen Jiayi to lead 10,000 elite soldiers in disguise as civilians to gather at the Mujiaji outside the pass, and they would lie down day and night to search for trails leading into the pass.

    Hard work pays off

    General Longhu dared to call for battle at the pass today, so he naturally found this ancient Baisha Ridge road leading to the hinterland.

    Twenty thousand soldiers were fully armed, carrying flashing Mo knives, hanging crossbows and quivers on their backs. Under the leadership of General Longhu, they rushed into the mountains from the southern foot of Shaoshi Mountain like agile leopards.

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    Baishaji

    Ten miles away from Guan Nei, it is a small basin with a radius of ten miles. It is surrounded by Songshan Mountain in the north and Yinghe River tributary in the south. It is a veritable place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

    Relying on their hard work, the people of Baishaji branched off a tributary from the Ying River in the upper reaches, nurturing this area of ??water and soil.

    Under the orders of General Wang, Sun Xiaowei and Lin Xiaowei each took their own troops - 500 gatekeepers to gather at Baishaji.  Although the number of five hundred soldiers was not many, it was a rare "prosperity" in this small Baishaji, so Baishaji was suddenly in a state of chaos and chaos.

    In a small wine shop, Sun Xiaowei and Lin Xiaowei were chatting over wine. Although they were sent by General Wang to patrol the mountains, it was still a pleasure.

    Just like tonight, cooking sheep and slaughtering chickens happens several times.

    "I said - General Lin," Sun Xiaowei drank so hard that his tongue bulged, and he opened his blood-red eyes and stammered, "That - Brother Tie - Tie - is really unlucky -  -Tonight was supposed to be the general's turn - who would have thought - here - something - some bird - a grass bandit, pull him - pull him up the battlements - go eat - northwest wind - haha  ¡ª¡ªha."

    "Brother Sun, be careful that walls have ears." Lieutenant Lin was somewhat sober. He tore off a piece of chicken breast and said with a greasy mouth, "Don't talk about generals not being generals in front of outsiders. The two of you are like birds of a feather."  In this place, there is nothing to achieve, and I just beat some thieves every now and then, how long will it take to become a general?"

    "Hey - it belongs to his grandmother." Lin Xiaowei grabbed the wine bottle on the table and took a deep sip, and then cursed, "Say this - it became popular, we have been like this for a few months -  The amount of money is enough to beat the crap out of people. Even if you catch some thieves, you won¡¯t be able to get back a few silver rewards. It¡¯s not enough to get the two brothers drunk.¡±

    "Those¡ª¡ªthose¡ª¡ªmerchants¡ª¡ªprofiteers¡ª¡ªevery time they go to and from Gyeonggi Province, they all make a lot of money¡ª¡ªa lot of money."

    "Hehehe, heroes in troubled times, bears in prosperous times, that's what we soldiers are like. Let's not say these unhappy words. Let's finish this glass of wine. You go to rest first, and I'll go up the mountain to take a look."

    "Are there - what kind of birds - birds can see? No - just a few - hairy thieves?" Sun Xiaowei flashed his big tongue and shouted in a loud voice, "There is me - then -  My brother-in-law and you-your brother-are fine."

    Lin Xiaowei thought about it, this trail was rugged and difficult to navigate, and those thieves usually wouldn't be able to catch them when they encountered well-trained guards like them.  Besides, this time the two confidants also led a team of nearly two hundred people to guard the critical pass.  And the entrance to Baishaji was guarded by himself and Sun Weixiao, so it was considered to be foolproof.

    When Lin Xiaowei thought of this, he let go and started drinking with Sun Xiaowei.

    The Reciprocating Pavilion is located on a small flat land of more than an acre deep in the Baisha Ancient Road. It is a small thatched house raised by a few tree trunks. It is more appropriate to say that it is a thatched cottage than a pavilion.  It is just a hut built by the woodcutters who come and go with a few bowl-sized tree trunks. There is no doubt that it is used by the woodcutter to rest in the middle of the road. Some bad guys used a short board to twist and write the word "COMING" on it.  Standing next to the entrance path.

    At this time, two hundred people were guardingThe Guan team lit a fire on the flat ground and roasted wild boars, goats, and fat rabbits brought from the mountains while they drank fruit wine and cursed their parents loudly.

    Looking at this posture, it is common practice to guard the mountain like this. To be honest, in this deep mountain and old forest, how many people can walk this ancient road in this late night, not to mention that they have their own reasons for gathering like this.  The flames were blazing into the sky, and the two hundred officers and soldiers in full armor made the thieves frightened when they saw it, so they went back home without having to bleed and sacrifice their lives.

    The 16th moon quietly disappeared into the clouds, and from time to time, there were several late-night howls of wolves in the distance. Fruit wine, wild boar meat, and a warm yang fire roasted a bunch of people into a drowsy state.

    Just when the two of them were drowsy, a thunderous roar sounded from behind the rocks, and then arrows and crossbows from the sky fell into the field like raindrops.

    For a while, screams broke out one after another. By the time some people woke up, most of the two hundred people in the field had lost their lives. A big man like a black bear, holding two bells, was like a tiger entering the flock of sheep and killing them with a hammer.  Sweep the spot.  Slowly and slowly, more and more people came and went to the pavilion, and it was densely packed.  They are all Huainan troops with uniform colors and numerous swords.

    The scene was one-sided, and there was no suspense at all. This team of mountain patrol pioneers was completely wiped out.

    "General, these Dongling Gate guards are vulnerable." A young general walked up to the black bear and said proudly.

    "Haha¡ª¡ª" Black Bear was also very happy. Seeing that the barrier was about to be broken, he put away his caution and laughed loudly, "They have been comfortable for too long, how can it be like our Huainan Army fighting in Liaodong?"

    "Hurry up and pack your weapons. We must rush to the pass before dawn and occupy the pass while they are sleeping." The black bear bit his teeth and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

    The two thousand Huainan troops neutralized the mountain patrol vanguard at the traffic pavilion without any harm, and went down the mountain to Baishaji like fierce tigers.

    Not long after these people left, among the corpses on the ground, a bloody soldier struggled to get up, and crawled towards the thatched hut with his body full of scars. Inch by inch, blood was behind him.  Draw a long trace.  It makes you cry.

    Soon after, a piece of fire shot up into the sky, instantly turning half the sky red. Looking from a distance, it looked like a fire dragon rising into the sky.

    I weakly ask for a vote, even though it¡¯s only a small chapter.  .  

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