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Chapter Twenty-Eight Bandits May Come True

From the capital to the east, to Shanhaiguan, the straight line is only 600 miles away. However, when you encounter mountains and rivers, you have to take a detour, which takes about 700 miles.

Zhao Yuzi passed by the prince at the east gate of the capital. He wore armor and rode a war horse. He followed a carriage with an iron cone, led a hundred elite cavalry and went straight to Shanhaiguan with a team of fifty people.

During the process, Zhao Yu gradually used military means - although he was not from the military, he had read military books. The ancient military books were written by ancient sages, and even while he was familiar with the classics, he had never read them.

I just haven't realized it carefully.

Now, although there are not many soldiers, there is room for practice.

In addition, the leader who commanded this storm cavalry had quite some experience in marching, which made Zhao Yu look for omissions and made up for the shortcomings, and Zhao Yu had a lot of experience in just one day's journey, and had a lot of arrangements for the marching arrangements.

I was out of the day and hiding at night. On the first day, it was dark, and it was just the moment when I was not close to the village and the shops in the back. So I chose the mountains and rivers and set up a simple camp without mentioning it.

In fact, according to Zhao Yu's idea, we should go on a day and night. As the saying goes, soldiers are the most important, and war is important. How can we do it according to our usual habits?

But he could not follow the army's orders, especially the eunuch, who was as weak as dry grass in the wind, shouted in the sky for half a day, saying that he could not stand it. If he continued to rush at night, he would probably stay on the ground and stop leaving.

After all, this is the imperial envoy representing the emperor. Although Zhao Yu was unwilling to do so, he had to endure it and not give him a good look when he thought of the prince and the emperor.

After setting up a camp, Zhao Yu first arranged a team of patrols and guards at night, and then sat quietly and thought.

This marching and fighting is naturally a great subject. It is not that you will be a general after reading military books. Now that Zhao Yu has gone down the mountain and entered the world, he is also inspired by the prince, and he has to do his best to do his best, he has to put some effort into this.

So I thought about the gains of the march during the day, realized them thoroughly, and kept them firmly in my heart.

Aftertaste, combine practice with the principles mentioned in books, and verify each other, and it turns out that I have gained a lot.

It is better to have no books than to believe in books.

Although ancient books are classics, the changes in times of the world and the changes in the world make the principles of ancient sages not necessarily fully in line with the current situation.

Just think it's time to adapt.

Zhao Yu then found the joint.

After savoring it, Zhao Yu calmed down and began to transport blood and not mention his efforts to slaughter.

This body of kung fu is the foundation of Zhao Yu. Without this body of kung fu, Zhao Yu would never be able to avenge anything, and it would be even more impossible to become the prince's guest.

Moreover, over the past ten years, martial arts have been deeply imprinted in his bones and have become a habit that cannot be changed.

Even in the capital for two or three days, Zhao Yu never relaxed at all.

During the Daluozi period, Zhao Yu was transporting qi and blood to tentatively impact the spleen and earth orifices, and used the extremely reaction of the acupoints to understand its mystery.

Suddenly, a cry came from outside.

When Zhao Yu heard the sound, he stood up with a loud bang, grabbed the iron cone placed aside, and drove it out in three or two steps. He saw a person coming quickly.

"What happened?"

Zhao Yu could see clearly that this man was one of the hundred cavalrymen that the prince was Yu.

"General!"

The cavalry clasped his fists and said, "I just found someone wandering around, so I sent two brothers to check it out."

“What’s the situation?”

"There are roughly twenty or thirty people in the woods over there, and the people coming are not good."

Zhao Yu nodded slightly: "It was already expected."

He also said: "The night is dark here, especially the safety of the imperial envoy is important, so it is not advisable to fight at night. Just wait and be more careful. If the twenty or thirty people don't come, ignore it. If you dare to approach the camp for a hundred steps, you will be killed without mercy!"

"But General, what should we do if these people have no intention?"

"It's okay." Zhao Yuqing's tender face had extraordinary maturity: "If only twenty or thirty people are not afraid. If you are all elite cavalry, ten people can kill them. If these twenty or thirty people have other intentions, they will not be able to move lightly. In the night, they are unable to reach their sight. If they are taken away, the imperial envoy is disaster, the imperial edict is lost, and the prince's entrusted will be ruined, and you and I will be punished with great consequences."

When the man heard this, he was convinced and said, "I understand, General!"

So he turned around and went.

Zhao Yu glanced at the woods in the distance, especially when he looked at the woods in the distance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then turned around and returned to the tent. However, he was less than ten steps to the tent, Zhao Yu paused, his mouth slightly raised, and a sneer appeared.

Then he walked to the tent, Shi Shiran opened the tent, and saw that there was a person sitting in his tent.

The man looked robbed and was careless, and sat in Zhao Yu's original seat.

Seeing Zhao Yu come in, the man didn't move, just smiled, touched a bunch of eight characters, and said, "I have heard of the reputation of the Liaodong war god Zhao Yu for a long time. When I see him today, I don't deserve the name."

Zhao Yu glanced at him, walked forward, grabbed his clothes, and the man didn't react at all, and was thrown to the ground by Zhao Yu, with a bang, and opened his mouth wide for a moment, as if a fish leaving the water was breathing with all his might.

Zhao Yu then sat down and said lightly: "You look like a bandit, you are not a good person. Tell me, who are you? What's the matter with me? In the woods outside, is yours?"

The man finally recovered after a long time, turned over and got up, gasped for a few breaths, his eyes were filled with fear: "It turns out that he is the God of War in Liaodong, and his reputation is well-deserved. The villain Li Kaishan has offended him before."

Zhao Yu looked at him coldly, knowing that this man was afraid of power and not afraid of others, and he was indeed a bandit.

He said: "Tell me."

Li Kaishan said: "I am the leader under the command of the King of Chuang and will not accept the leader at night."

Speaking of this, Li Kaishan showed his honor and said, "Now, he is ordered by the King of Chuang to invite the God of War to jointly overthrow the corrupt Ming court and establish a prosperous era in which everyone has food, clothes and clothes to enjoy peace!"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he immediately sneered.

Then he looked away and said, "King of Breaking? Li Zicheng?"

Shaking his head repeatedly.

"Then Li Zicheng is called a civilian, but he is just a beast." Zhao Yu's face looked extremely disdainful.

When Li Kaishan heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Don't talk nonsense! Since the King of Chuang started his army, he has killed corrupt officials, destroyed powerful people, and did not pay food. Which one is not an act for the people?"

"joke!"

Zhao Yu sneered: "You said I don't know the nature of you thieves? Especially the leaders like you are all beasts! Seeing your face full of bandits, I believe you must have been a bandit before you followed Li Chuang? People like you dare to be called a civilian? You are so thick-skinned that you are twice as thick as the borer in the court!"

Why did Zhao Yu go down the mountain and choose the Ming court directly instead of considering the so-called rebel army? This is because of its own reasons.

Zhao Yu knew what kind of virtue is the so-called righteous army. Master Qingyun Taoist often sighed that the righteous army was all wild beasts that eat people. Among them, dragons and snakes were mixed, bandits were in large numbers, and they were in high positions. They shouted to serve the people, and they wanted to be peaceful and prosperous times, but what they did was no different from beasts.

Whenever they raise an army, they use their swords and weapons to force the people, and they also make them use cannon fodder to attack the city and eat human flesh. Wherever they pass, they are a hundred times more poisonous than the locust plague.

It was a place where there were still some living heads, but after the ravages of thieves, it instantly turned into a white land.

How dare you call such a cancer a rebel army?

Li Chuang himself is better, but for example, Zhang Xianzhong, who always kills people without asking for reasons. He is happy to kill people, and he wants to kill people even if he is unhappy. He thinks of killing people, but he doesn't think of killing people even if he is not happy.

What's the point of such an evil ghost?!

Even if the Ming court is corrupt and there are many stolen officials, there are still a wise crown prince like the crown prince. Among the officials, there are not many good ones.

And there is also the world's righteousness. After all, it will be smoother to do things.

No matter what, Zhao Yu would not choose to join these thieves. He disdained to join the borers of the imperial court, and even more so!

Zhao Yu stretched out his finger, pointed at Li Kaishan, and shouted, "I will give you a life today. Go back and tell Li Chuang that there is also the evil ghost who offers the thief. When I come back, I will kill myself into Henan. Just give me the head of my neck!"

"roll."

He glared at the last glance, and only stared at Li Kaishan's blood tumbling, and he couldn't help but spit out an old blood!

I was shocked and frightened. I rolled out of the tent and was blown by the cold wind and came to my senses. I didn't dare to act like a big shot, so I hurriedly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

In the tent, Zhao Yu closed his eyes and sighed.

He once read history and knew that the Ming Dynasty was now terminally ill. If it weren't for a prince who gave a ray of light, Zhao Yu would probably not have entered Beijing.

In order to practice filial piety, I found a woman in a corner of the mountain, became a relative, and had a child, and that was like this.

But after all, the prince is special, which gives Zhao Yu a very special feeling. When he saw the prince at first, he intuition told him that the prince can succeed and will definitely succeed.

That's why I went down the mountain with the prince.

Otherwise, he would reject the prince and go to find Hong Chengchou again.

There is a gap in this.

Following the prince is of great significance to following Hong Chengchou.

Zhao Yu owns his own district.

In history books, there were so-called rebels in all dynasties and in the last dynasties. But there are not many who can become rebels in the true sense and take the saving of the country and the people in their hearts.

The only ones nearby are probably Taizu Yuanzhang. Taizu was born in a rebel army, but Taizu was no longer the same as other rebel army in all dynasties, and he also kept it in his heart to save the country and the people. Some of them were like the Yellow Turbans at the end of the Han Dynasty and Huang Chao at the end of the Tang Dynasty. The rebel army launched by these people was actually a cancer and was very harmful to people.

People like Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong are even worse than Zhang Jiao and Huang Chao.

At least before the uprising, Zhang Jiao practiced medicine in the world and saved many people, with good reputations and virtuous names. Huang Chao also had his own reasons. Huang Chao was also a scholar after all, and there were some rules for marching and fighting. It was not like the current thieves, most of whom were from bandits.
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