Chapter 52 Another storm

Liang Mo's personal soldiers naturally knew Xue Mo'er. They just focused on capturing people and didn't pay attention for a moment. When they heard Xue Mo'er's voice, they quickly let go and apologized, slapping the dust on Xue Mo'er's body: "It turns out that they are Lord Changshi. The young men didn't see clearly for a while and offended them."

Xue Moer couldn't help but hum several times. If it weren't for his unfast horse speed, the fall might have broken his neck. However, he still has the heavy responsibility to do so, but he can't get angry.

"Shi Changshi, how is Duke Hui doing now? Why are you not by Duke Hui?" Liang Mo was surprised and immediately asked a series of questions.

"Cough, cough." Xue Moer's eyes turned red: "Mr. Hui was surrounded by dozens of times of enemies on a small hill not far ahead..."

"That's right, why are you here?" Liang Mo looked at Xue Moer suspiciously. They already knew that Liang Shiyan was besieged and that they had just obtained Xue Moer's confirmation. However, since Duke Hui was surrounded and Xue Moer, as the chief minister, appeared here, Liang Mo could not be suspicious of Xue Moer.

"General Liang, it's a pity that you're a step late." Xue Mo'er sighed long.

Liang Mo's heart suddenly became tight and he grabbed Xue Mo'er: "What, is there something wrong with me?"

"No, no." Seeing Liang Mo's appearance of killing someone, Xue Moer shook his head quickly: "My lord has no choice but to surrender to the prince. I was afraid that the general would do something wrong, so I asked me to come and notify the general."

"Nonsense, how could the lord surrender?" This made Liang Mo unable to believe that Duke Hui had been defeated and died. He thought that Xue Moer was lying. He held Xue Moer's clothes and slid upwards, pinching Xue Moer's neck, and lifted it up. Xue Moer's legs were already off the ground, his face turned red in an instant, a look of horror ejaculation ejaculated in his eyes, and his legs were kicking desperately.

When Xue Moer's eyes popped out and were almost dead, Liang Mo's hand relaxed: "Is it because you were greedy for life and afraid of death and surrendered to the prince that you deliberately talk nonsense?"

Xue Moer was gasping for breath. When Liang Mo just now he almost thought he was going to die. If he had known this, he would have taken out a letter first.

"Cough, cough, General Liang, Gong Zhuo has a letter here, you will know after reading it." Xue Moer bent down and coughed, taking out Liang Shiyan's letter from his arms and handing it to Liang Mo.

Liang Mo snatched the letter from Xue Moer's hand and tore it open. The handwriting on it was similar to the handwriting of Duke Hui, which was commonly seen, but these words might still know Liang Mo, but Liang Mo did not know them. He had already doubted Xue Moer, but he was unwilling to let Xue Moer read it, and turned backwards: "Who do you know how to read?"

Seeing Xue Mo'er coming, there was news about Duke Hui. The soldiers had no choice but to rest and surrounded each other. When they heard Liang Mo's question, they looked at each other. Although these soldiers were brave and good at fighting, they would rather let them fight against the enemy for several hundred and fiery if they wanted to recognize words. Liang Mo asked three times, but no one answered.

Xue Mo'er was in a cold sweat and forbidden, and then she remembered that most of Liang Mo's subordinates were slaves, from Rongs and bandits, and they didn't even have a good family. So how could anyone read? If there were still people who listened to him in normal times, Liang Mo had doubts about him now, and I'm afraid he wouldn't believe his explanation easily.

Just as Xue Moer was anxious, a voice sounded: "I know some words in small ways, but I don't know if I can recognize them all?"

Everyone turned to the sound and saw that the person who spoke was a soldier who was only about eighteen or nineteen years old. The soldier was a little thin and short. Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, he looked a little careless, and his face gradually turned red.

"Skinny Monkey, you said you were literate and laughed so hard."

"That's right, if you know literacy, men may know literacy."

Everyone around pointed at the sergeant and laughed. The thin monkey was the nickname of the sergeant. He was born into a bandit. He was only sixteen years old when he joined Liang Shiyan's subordinates. Because he was thin and young, he was often bullied. At this time, only the children of aristocratic families had the opportunity to study. The so-called poor scholars must have been the ancestors who had been rich and retained the tradition of studying. Otherwise, the selection of officials in these days was recommended by local officials. Even if they had no money or power, they would not have the opportunity to become officials even if they had studied, so it would be better to farm honestly or work hard to join the army. The so-called fame is just about to be an official immediately. It is almost impossible for the Han family to rely on studying to become an official. How could everyone believe that a person born into a bandit can read.

Seeing everyone laughing at him, the sergeant who was called the skinny monkey turned redder: "I...I really...I know literacy." Although he was stuttering, his tone was very firm.

Xue Moer finally grabbed a straw, not caring whether the soldier said it was true or false: "Come here and read the letter from the Duke of the Kingdom."

Although Liang Mo was suspicious, he could not find anyone, so he had to hand the letter over to the soldier named Shouhou. Shouhou took the letter and read it loudly without a pause. Liang Shiyan knew that Liang Mo and his subordinates were all rough and the letter was written as simple as possible. When everyone finished listening, they understood the meaning of Liang Shiyan's letter.

Liang Mo took the letter from the thin monkey, looked left and right, and said to himself, "How is it possible, how is it possible?" But he was skeptical.

"General, there is something else in this matter." Xue Moer quickly spread her tongue and told Liang Shiyan's plan to deny her.

He did not turn back when he opened the bow, but Liang Mo did not expect that his lord wanted to turn back. However, since it was really Liang Shiyan's intention, Liang Mo could not object.

Since Liang Shiyan had surrendered, nearly 10,000 soldiers surrounded by the mountain must be disbanded as soon as possible, otherwise the daily consumption would be astronomical. Liang Mo walked along the way and saw teams of soldiers traveling everywhere. He thought secretly that even if his five hundred people arrived in time, he would probably be exhausted and unable to rescue the Duke. No wonder the Duke was willing to put down his weapons and seek a glimmer of hope.

Seeing Liang Mo coming, a team of thousands of soldiers came up and untied their weapons and mounts. If the two sides fought, this team of thousands of soldiers would never be their opponents. Now they have to hand over the weapons and mounts obediently. Everyone was slightly angry, but they had to endure it just for the overall situation.

Hearing that Liang Mo and all his subordinates had put down their weapons, Yang Yong felt relieved. Yang Yong was really afraid of a brave general like Liang Mo. At the foot of Ye City, Liang Mo led hundreds of subordinates to attack Yuchi Jiong's Huanglong soldiers, and inserted into the array of Huanglong soldiers like an arrow. No one stopped Liang Mo for a step. If it weren't for the large number of Yuchi Jiong's Huanglong soldiers, Liang Mo would probably be able to penetrate the Huanglong soldiers with hundreds of people. Now these palace soldiers at the foot of the mountain are far inferior to Yuchi Jiong's Huanglong soldiers. If Liang Mo started to madly, it would not be difficult for him to penetrate back and forth. I wonder how many people would die.

"Your Highness, Liang Mo has surrendered. The chaos has finally been settled. It is necessary to escort Liang Shiyan to Beijing immediately and announce the news of Zhang Xu's execution." Lu Mulin reminded.

Yang Yong nodded: "Yes, I will send someone to escort Liang Shiyan to Beijing immediately. As for Liang Mo and others, we will break them up first and then demote them to Rong soldiers and guard the border for the court."

"Your Highness is wise, and you can add a group of strong men in this border."

These people can be said to be loyal people to Liang Shiyan. Now, taking advantage of the time when they thought Liang Shiyan had a chance to turn over, they demoted them to the border, and Liang and the others dared not escape. It would take at least half a year to wait until the news of Liang Shiyan's beheading reached the border. Maybe some people had already died in the battle of foreign races. Even if they were not dead, they had been broken up and it would be difficult for them to return to the Central Plains.

Liang Shiyan was captured and Zhang Xu had been killed, but Yu Wenxin from Shangdang County had no news. If this rebellion had been put down, Lu Mulin might have said it earlier.

Yang Shi has been guarding the valley south of Wanrong County for nearly a month. Since Yang Yong transferred Duan Da, Qu Tutong and others back, Yang Shi has been responsible for the entire valley. He has to patrol back and forth from the back mountain to the valley entrance twice every day.

The rebels in the valley also tentatively attacked twice, and without exception, they were smashed back by the huge rocks and rolling woods on it. After that, the rebels in the valley did not move. If they had not seen some figures and heard the sounds, Yang Shi and others would have thought that they were surrounding an empty valley.

It was not easy to defend this valley. There were no houses in the mountains, and it was inevitable that it would be windy and rainy. The tents on the top of the mountain were easily blown by the wind, and various substances had to be replenished from Wanrong County. Every rainy day, everyone had to hide under the mountain. Yang Shi admired the rebels in the valley for living in this place for several years.

There is food and grass in the valley for the rebels to use for half a year. Yang Shi didn't believe that these rebels could wait for the first half of the year. Even if they could wait, the food and grass would always be used up in half a year.

On that day, the weather was beautiful, and the rebels in the valley were still silent. Yang Shi patrolled from the back mountain to the front mountain as usual. Suddenly, he heard a soldier shouting: "Sir, look, someone is coming at the foot of the mountain."
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