The night was rich, but the camp was shining brightly by the fire inside and outside.

An Xiaoliang looked around and confirmed that the battle was over. He put the blood-stained knife into the sheath and loosened the reins of the horse.

He heard the personal soldiers report that he had captured thousands of prisoners. He was happy and stepped forward to one of them and asked:

"Who are the leaders?"

The captives of the Shuidong chieftains were just thinking about survival at this time. When they heard An Xiaoliang's question, the leading local chiefs looked at each other, fearing that they would lose their lives, so they dared not stand up.

"Don't speak--" An Xiaoliang sneered a few times, "Okay."

Immediately, he picked up a surrendered chieftain soldier, stabbed him to death without saying a word, and blood was flowing all over the ground, and the smell of fishy smell dissipated.

The smell of blood stimulated the nerves of the prisoners, but An Xiaoliang picked up another person.

The corpse on the ground had not yet cooled down, and the chieftain soldier was frightened and pissed his pants. He pointed his finger behind him at a man who was drawing circles on the ground with his head on his back.

"He, he is..."

An Xiaoliang sneered, and a chieftain soldier brought the local chief to him.

"I asked you to come out, why didn't you come out?"

Since the local chief was captured, he was not afraid at all. He raised his neck and said, "I'm afraid of death!"

An Xiaoliang was amazed and asked again: "Why aren't you afraid of death now?"

"If you die, you will not be afraid of death!"

"Good man." An Xiaoliangfu sneered again, "Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wishes."

After saying that, he was raising his knife.

The chief was waiting for death, but the sound of hooves ran from behind. Dingqing saw that a court general wearing armor came to the two.

The visitor raised his hand and raised his voice in an orderly tone, "Let's wait—"

"Who are you?"

An Xiaoliang still didn't know An Bangyan's complete thoughts. Seeing that the general was well-armed and had a sharp goose-winged sword hanging around his waist, he knew that his status was not low and his hands were suddenly in the air.

I only heard it.

"I am the deputy general of Zunyi and the general of the Liao Dynasty, Chen Ce, the general of the Liao Dynasty. Who are you?"

When An Bangyan heard that it was Chen Ce coming, he became a little surprised.

"So it's Chen Zhentai, put down the sword and gun!"

An Xiaoliang made a few moves, and the surrounding Shuixi chieftain soldiers lowered their weapons, but they were still deeply alert to Chen Ce and his team of officials and cavalry.

An Xiaoliang has long heard of Chen Ce’s name in southern Sichuan, but now it is the first time he sees him.

Chen Ce has been in the military affairs in Sichuan for a long time, and served as the guerrilla guerrilla and Weimao, and was promoted to the deputy general of Zunyi for his merits. He was guarded in Jiannan for the 16th year. Not only him, but also the chieftains were quite afraid.

Zhang Tong, a general under She Chongming, captured Zunyi after Chen Ce led his troops to aid Liao and the various places were empty.

If Chen Ce was still in southern Sichuan at that time, it would be different whether Zhang Tong could pass Zunyi.

Now not only Chen Ce, Tong Zhongkui, Qi Jin and others have also come with the emperor. The court has two armies, led by the Southwest Governor Lu Qin, and personally fought for the emperor.

It is said that there are hundreds of thousands of troops, but there are still more than 100,000 people in the real number. It seems that the current situation of She Chongming should be very difficult.

"I wonder why the town came here?"

Zhentai, this is a respectful title for first-class military officers in some places. It is different from the name of the general town, but the meaning is the same.

Chen Ce did not reply, patted the dust on his body, and lowered his head and asked, "Your Majesty heard that you three families are fighting in an internal battle, so I will send me to see it."

"Now, Pingshe is the main focus of Chongming. If you have any hatred, I will talk about it later."

An Xiaoliang smiled and said in his heart that he thought it was a big deal, but he didn't expect it to be the emperor who sent him to be a peacemaker. He said:

"Song Wanhua was a guru but after returning to the camp, he was dispatching troops to attack the official camp. Fortunately, we discovered that we quickly sent troops to destroy him in the bud."

"This time, I have not asked Your Majesty for the sending of troops. We are planning to present the head of the dog thief Song Wanhua to Your Majesty. We do not seek merit, but we do not seek to make mistakes."

“So that’s the case.”

Chen Ce looked like he suddenly realized his mind, as if he had just noticed it, waved the whip in his hand, swept the people holding their heads, and asked:

"Who are these?"

An Xiaoliang laughed: "They are all traitors from Shuidong Tusi and surrendered."

"Since they have surrendered, they can no longer let them harm the place, and take them to the camp." Chen Ce was also looking at the surrounding post-war environment as he spoke.

An Xiaoliang's smile stagnated and his eyes tightened.

He could naturally hear that the camp in Chen Ce's words would not be An Bangyan's Shuixi Army camp, but could only be the official camp where the emperor was.

Chen Ce noticed the slowly falling light rain. The raindrops hit the helmet, and the sound was very pleasant. After a moment, he turned his head and asked:

"What's the difficulty in appeasement?"

"No, there is no difficulty." An Xiaoliang smiled awkwardly and waved his hand: "Didn't you hear it? Take these thieves from Shuidong to the camp!"

Chen Ce reached out to stop him and smiled and said, "No need, I have more than 100 cavalry in my ranks, and I can barely see these thousands of surrendered soldiers."

“That’s nature, that’s nature.”

An Xiaoliang laughed apologetically and looked at Chen Ce and his group of Ming cavalry leaving. He thought that they took away thousands of Shuidong prisoners in his hands in a dignified manner, but his expression seemed dark.

......

"Just thousands of prisoners, I gave them to the court, but the emperor was relieved of us."

Unlike An Xiaoliang's thoughts, An Bangyan was not surprised when he heard the news, but was very calm.

He sat in front of An Bangyan and said hurriedly: "Is this Chen Ce snatching people from me? Thousands of new forces were just snatched by him?"

An Bangyan lowered his head and took some water, just wiping the knife quietly, without saying a word.

An Xiaoliang put his feet on the table, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"A war was fought for the court for nothing, and more than 300 people were killed or injured, but nothing was obtained. This war was wronged!"

"What's wrong?" An Bangyan wiped the knife, touched the tip of the knife with his scarred thumb, and said:

"Do you think the emperor can come by just by himself?"

When An Xiaoliang was dealing with Chen Ce, An Bangyan was not idle either. He quietly ran to the official army camp. At that time, Zhu Youxiao personally led the official army to train.

The sound of gunfire and every lead bullet hit the target. Even if it takes a hundred steps away, wood chips will fly across the ground and wood will be broken.

If An Bangyan attacked his chieftain army or village, he would never dare to think about it.

What made him even more unbelievable was that it happened to rain for a while. Although the official arms were powerful, it seemed that they could not encounter water.

But this group of official troops is different. Even though it rains lightly, the training will continue. Accompanied by the thunder in the sky, the smoke from the field is everywhere and roaring.

Under the leadership of the emperor, the official army was free to advance and retreat. The model soldiers came out everywhere, passed orders, and changed into a formation, which was as simple as speaking.

He will never forget this scene in his life.

"Is it really that powerful?" An Xiaoliang heard it, and felt unbelievable. He put his feet off the table and frowned:

"Didn't it mean that the court has been defeated repeatedly in Liaodong? Why are there such a Beijing army?"

"It's not the Beijing Army, it's the Yongwei Camp. The emperor personally formed it last year." An Bangyan also sighed, "If I had known today, why would he have rebelled?"

"At present, it's not human inside or outside, and it's hard to get rid of a tiger!"

After pondering for a while, An Xiaoliang suddenly stood up, but smiled sinisterly.

"What are we afraid of? We just thought about it, but we didn't do it. As for the other toasts, they would like to rebel, so let them rebel."

An Bangyan nodded, spitted on the ground, and said, "It's just right to see if this Yongwei Camp is not useful."

An Xiaoliang was stunned and kept nodding.

"If the Yongwei Camp is powerful, we won't rebel."

"If it's really a fool, our Shuixi'an clan has been in Guizhou for more than 200 years!"

An Bangyan didn't say anything, but Shao Qing suddenly stood up and said, "Take Song Wanhua's head, let's go to meet the saint and apologize!"

An Xiaoliang laughed.

"Okay, we are guilty!"
Chapter completed!