Li Fengyun stood on the canal embankment, with white hair floating, white mattress flying, and majestic.

On the boat, Zhai Rang, Wang Ruxin and Xu Shiji stood on the deck, looking at Li Fengyun's tall and straight back, feeling complicated. It is probably a farewell forever after going there, and the possibility of seeing each other again is slim. Thinking about the time we have been together and what has happened in these days, I can't help but feel very moved, some relaxed, some admiring, some guilt, some melancholy and worries.

Li Fengyun appeared mysteriously in the lives of the Wagang people and left mysteriously. The indelible impression left to the Wagang people is a mysterious like a fog. Where did he come from? Where will he go?

Li Fengyun held his fists at the big ship and felt emotion in his heart. The distance between reality and imagination was so great that he unexpectedly expected. Zhai Rang and the people of Wagang dared not be the first to raise the flag and rebel for the world. Is there a certain inevitable connection with their final failure? Now he rebelled without hesitation. Is he the first person to raise the flag in China and leave a name in history? As for success or failure, there is no need to think about what he pursues is just a process, and what he needs is a life of passion. No matter whether life is short or long, he doesn't care. He only cares about doing whatever he wants and walking to the end of his life with great pleasure.

Li Fengyun turned around and left.

Eighteen dead soldiers followed him, following him into the darkness, and entering a killing world where there was neither hope nor sunshine.

Walking down the river bank and turning into a country road, Li Fengyun stopped.

Eighteen black-clad dead men were arranged in a row, orderly and well-trained manner.

Li Fengyun looked indifferent and took off the white cloak and slowly wrapped it on the hilt of the long sword. The blade of the long sword had been wrapped on the skin, and the hilt of the knife was wrapped in a white cloak. It was hard to tell from the appearance that it was a heavy soldier. After the cloak was untied, a bulging leather bag appeared behind Li Fengyun. The eighteen dead soldiers also carried the same leather bag, containing dry food, clothing, supplies and other items to prepare for the road.

"How many roads are there to Mangdang Mountain?"

Li Fengyun held a long knife in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him and asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man is about thirty years old, with a strong body and a steady temperament. He has a distinct and angular face and a pair of cold and frozen eyes that contain melancholy. This person comes from the Lihu Xu family. He takes Xu as his surname and Thirteen as his name. He is obviously an incognito guy and is a dead soldier raised by Xu family. When Xu Shiji introduced him to Li Fengyun, he did not reveal any secrets of this person, but he respected him very much and appointed him as the leader of the eighteen dead soldiers. From then on, he became Li Fengyun's person.

"About eighty miles." Xu Shisan's tone was cold and concise.

Li Fengyun looked at the dead soldiers with a slight look at the dead. There were twelve people from the Lihu Xu family, and six from the Zhai family in Dongjun. From now on, they served Li Fengyun and swear to follow Li Fengyun to the death. This was their repayment of their grace to the former master, a promise to the former master, and a condition to win freedom.

Li Fengyun did not raise any objection to the "arrangement" between Zhai Rang and Xu Shiji. This was the condition agreed by Zhai, Xu and the Prime Minister Han. Li Fengyun, as Zhai Rang's force, participated in the rebellion, and it would definitely not work alone. Zhai Rang must give him some staff, but this person gave it. Whether he was absolutely loyal to Li Fengyun and whether he would always follow Li Fengyun and follow Li Fengyun without leaving his word, then he would not be controlled by them, and he could only rely on Li Fengyun himself.

Li Fengyun looked up at the starry night sky and asked again, "Can you arrive before dawn?"

Xu Shisan didn't say anything, but his eyes clearly gave an impossible answer. He ran for more than 80 miles without resting, except for the strongest soldiers in the Guardian Army who were respected as the Ruishi, it was impossible for ordinary people to do it.

"We will definitely arrive before dawn." Li Fengyun was full of confidence and said firmly, "Let's go!"

Li Fengyun stopped talking, held a long knife and carried a heavy leather bag, and ran forward first.

The dead soldiers looked at each other, with different expressions, but their eyes were full of suspicion. Many people first saw that he was in the White Horse Prison. The white hair prisoner was so powerful that he left a deep impression on them. Later, this person entered Baima City again, kidnapped the Censor in broad daylight, and successfully rescued more than 100 people from Shan's life. It was even more incredible and comparable to a legendary story. This time he led the eighteen dead soldiers to Mangdang Mountain overnight. What happened? From the former master solemnly asked them to swear allegiance to the White Haired Censor and returned them to their freedom, he could guess the hardship of this mission, perhaps a situation of death without life. Life and death do not matter, as long as it is happy.

Xu Shisan waved at everyone and followed Li Fengyun and ran wildly.

Everyone followed each other and ran quickly in the dark.

This is the junction of Liang County and Qiao County, and it is also an endless plain. Under the hazy moonlight, the group of people ran towards the east. Soon, Li Fengyun's "strength" was revealed. He had a long sword in his hand, which was larger than the eighteen dead soldiers, but was far ahead of everyone. Gradually, nineteen people were divided into three groups. Li Fengyun took the lead, initially leading hundreds of steps ahead of everyone, and then disappeared into the night, if not

Every once in a while, the sound of horns was heard to guide the direction, and everyone was probably separated from it. Xu Shisan and six dead men walked in the middle, because they were burdened with heavy loads, and they were all panting and sweating profusely. Although they could barely support them, they all felt unsustainable. The remaining eleven people were dragging the last, staggering, their legs were as heavy as a pound, and they ran and stopped. However, they were worried that they would fall too much, so they gritted their teeth and persevered, and did not dare to give up.

Li Fengyun ran to the Suishui River in one breath before stopping, resting on the spot, and occasionally blowing trumpets to guide him.

After a long time, Xu Shisan and six dead soldiers rushed to the river. After running for more than 30 miles with loads, the seven people were almost exhausted and paralyzed. At this moment, Li Fengyun was definitely a strong person in their hearts, and the strong represented authority. The weak respect for the strong is actually obedience to the authority.

After a long time, the remaining eleven dead soldiers supported each other and rushed to the riverside. They were even more unbearable. They fell down when they arrived at the river bank and lost their strength to stand up.

Li Fengyun stopped resting and took out the leather bags of several dead soldiers and began to inflate them. Xu Shisan brought two people to help. Then he tied the ink together, which was a simple leather raft. Then he connected with the rope and pushed into the water. Li Fengyun was first to swim across the river under the gaze of everyone. Soon, Li Fengyun and the silk raft disappeared from everyone's sight, and could not see anything except the rope that continued to extend into the river. However, the eighteen dead soldiers could clearly feel Li Fengyun who was shaking waves in the river. He was too strong. How could such an extraordinary person be a thing in the pool? Will following such a strong man change his destiny? Perhaps, from this moment on, the long-lost hope in his heart will rekindle a spark.

No one spoke, everyone pondered in the deep dark night, and developed a hint of expectation for the future under the hazy moonlight.

Suddenly, the sound of horns came with the night wind. Li Fengyun arrived on the other side. Xu Shisan ordered, several dead soldiers hurriedly pulled the rope and pulled the raft back. The four dead soldiers who had already prepared tied their leather bags on the raft, then grabbed a corner of the raft and crossed the Sui River.

After crossing the river, they had a rest and continued to set off. Li Fengyun's "strength" convinced the dead soldiers. He established his authority in a short time and won the respect of the dead soldiers. Then he began to "display" his affinity. Instead of taking the lead, he walked with everyone, chatting intimately and introducing each other, and extending a helping hand to the tired ones in order to win the other's favor. Both sides were actually eager to understand each other's ideas, so they had a very tacit understanding and quickly got rid of the unfamiliarity and barriers between them and gradually became familiar with each other.

On the eve of dawn, Mangdang Mountain is vaguely visible.

Mangdang Mountain is the only mountain group on the thousand-mile plain on both sides of Tongji Canal. The plains protrude and undulate, like dragons leaping. Although they are not tall and steep, they stand alone peaks and cranes, which are particularly steep. Among them are thirteen staggered and abrupt mountain. From ancient times to the present, the thirteen "Fairy Peaks" have been known as the beautiful name.

Mangdang Mountain is also a natural barrier for entering the Central Plains from the Jianghuai River. It has been a must-fight for military strategists since ancient times. It has a long history and rich ruins. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius traveled around the countries to shelter from Mangdang Mountain, leaving behind the ancient monuments of Fuzi Cliff. Emperor Gaozu of Han Liu Bang once hid in Ziqiyan and killed the White Snake Uprising in Mangdang Mountain. King Chen Sheng failed to revolt and was buried at the foot of the Nanshan Mountain on the main peak of Mangdang Mountain. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao set up a Jinshiwei and General Faqiu to excavate the tombs of King Liang of the Western Han Dynasty, and stole 72 ships of treasures. Liu Bei, the three righteousness of Taoyuan, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, the brothers of Cao Cao failed to compete for Xuzhou. Later, Zhang Fei fled to Mangdang Mountain, built a village to proclaim a king, and became a bandit, and his mountain village still exists today.

When the dark curtains dissipated and the light came to the earth, Li Fengyun and the eighteen dead soldiers walked into Mangdang Mountain.

Mangdang Mountain is lush and beautiful under the dawn light. A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a white robe and high crown and elegant as an immortal appeared quietly in the "painting" and appeared in everyone's sight.

Xu Shisan introduced to Li Fengyun that the middle-aged Confucian scholar's surname was Chen, and his origin was unknown, and everyone called him Mr. San.

"People from Prime Minister Han?" Li Fengyun asked.

Xu Shisan shook his head, "It is said that this man was once a prisoner and fled to Mangdang Mountain. Because of his talent, he won the support of thieves in Mangdang Mountain. He often led people to plunder waterways, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and gradually gained fame."

Li Fengyun immediately understood that this was the thief leader of Mangdang Mountain and a local snake. Han Prime Minister chose the rebellion location in Mangdang Mountain, which was enough to prove that Han Prime Minister and Mr. Chen San had a close friendship. The planners and leaders of this rebellion were probably Mr. Chen San, not the infamous Lu Mingxing.

Li Fengyun signaled Xu Shisan to rest on the spot with the dead soldiers. He walked to the Banshan Pavilion alone to visit Mr. Chen San.

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