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Fangla Military Camp.

It was getting late, and after a day's march, the army finally arrived at Haining City.

Taoist priest Mo Xuan in black finished counting the grain and loaded it on the cargo ship moored on the shore.

In order to deliver food and grass as soon as possible, he decided to set out overnight.

Not long after, a dozen huge grain ships were seen leaving the canal ferry next to Chang'an Town.

Mo Xuan stood on the bow of the boat and admired the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait.

At this time, the moon was as bright as jade, and both sides of the canal were as bright as day. The tidal south wind blew from behind, and the cargo ship went down with the wind, like soaring clouds and riding mist.

Mo Xuan was once again fascinated by the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan.

"It's a pity that the boat will dock at the ferry near Haining City soon! Otherwise, I really want to enjoy this canal for a while longer!"

After sighing with emotion, he closed his eyes and chanted:

“One leaf in the boat is light, but two oars are powerful.

The water and sky are clear, the shadows are clear and the waves are flat.

The fish turns over the algae, and the heron lights the smoke.

Crossing the sandy stream is fast, the frost stream is cold, and the moon stream is bright.

Painting again and again..."

"Boom boom boom!"

A knocking sound interrupted his chanting.

He listened carefully, but the voice disappeared again. He frowned and continued:

"Think hard to draw..."

"Dong dong dong...dong dong dong dong dong..."

The knocking sounds suddenly became one.

He paused, then came to the port side of the ship and looked down - there was nothing.

Suddenly, a boatman ran up below the cabin and shouted: "Taoist Mo Xuan! Oh no! All the oars on the boat have been broken! We can't control the speed of the boat!"

"What?!" Mo Xuan looked down the port side again - sure enough! The long paddles that were supposed to be paddling underneath were all gone!

The boat is being blown forward automatically by the wind.

Seeing that they were about to reach the ferry location designated by Sheng Gong, Mo Xuan quickly ordered: "Turn the rudder quickly! Turn the rudder full to the east!"

After a while, the helmsman ran over from the stern of the ship: "Taoist Mo Xuan! The rudder is out of order!"

Mo Xuan quickly ran to the stern of the boat and looked around. Someone saw that the rudder had been sawed off! The ship can no longer turn!

"Anchor down quickly! Anchor down quickly!" Mo Xuan shouted.

"Taoist Mo Xuan! The anchor lock is also broken!" Several soldiers on the deck shouted.

Mo Xuan was stunned.

A moment later, the same thing happened to all the ships carrying grain and fodder behind them!

Mo Xuan vaguely heard someone shouting on the right bank.

He came to his senses, came to the starboard side and looked towards the shore - he saw a group of people wielding long saws and hammers, standing on the shore and shouting: "Yuanhui thanks Fang Shenggong for the food! Yuanhui thanks Fang Shenggong for the food!... "

Mo Xuan knew immediately that he had fallen into the trap of Liang Shanshui Army!

But what does gift food mean?

He thought for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, and he shouted in horror: "No! This ship is probably going to Xiuzhou City!"

At this time, the ship happened to pass the ferry where the rebels planned to pick up grain and grass.

Taoist priest Jin Xuan in yellow was already waiting here with a thousand soldiers. When he saw the grain transport ship approaching, his junior brother Mo Xuan stood on the bow of the ship and quickly waved his sleeves to inform him of the location of the ferry.

He waved, but found that the grain transport ship did not approach. He only heard Mo Xuan shouting on the ship: "The Liangshan thieves are committing fraud! The Liangshan bandits are committing fraud!"

Jin Xuan didn't react for a while, and could only watch helplessly as his own army's grain transport ships sailed past one by one...

"Taoist Priest Jin Xuan, look at this..." A soldier stepped forward and asked.

Jin Xuan didn't know what happened on the grain transport ship, so he could only say: "Go back first! Junior Brother Mo may have received the Holy Duke's secret order and landed somewhere else!"

Jin Xuan finished speaking and led everyone away.

On the grain transport ship, Mo Xuan was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

He ordered his men to reef the sails, but the ship's speed had already increased and the wind was favorable. Even after the sails were furled, it still could not stop.

"Burn it for me! We must not let the food and grass fall into the hands of the imperial army!" Mo Xuan ordered through gritted teeth.

Then everyone stepped forward: "Taoist Master Mo Xuan! The food must not be burned! We are at a disadvantage! If we burn the food, we will also be burned to death!"

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up.

Seeing that we are getting closer and closer to the enemy camp Xiuzhou City, not only will the food be taken away, but I will also be captured alive!

He simply took out a short sword from his arms and shouted: "The only solution now is to fight to the death! We are all the subjects of the Holy Duke! We would rather die in battle than surrender! Brothers! Let’s be loyal to our Holy Ancestor together!”

Mo Xuan stood at the bow of the ship, waiting for the Holy Duke's loyal servant to respond, but there was no sound for a long time...

He looked back and saw that people behind him were undressing and taking off their belts...

"What are you doing?" Mo Xuan asked, tilting his head.

At this time, the boss of the ship had already stripped naked. He turned to Mo Xuan and said: "Taoist Mo Xuan, if we go there like this, we are just hitting an egg against a stone. We will definitely die! How can we serve the Holy Duke even if we are dead? You have boundless power, and there must be a way to escape! We, mortals, will just I won’t hold you back anymore! Farewell!”

Afterwards, everyone on the boat jumped off the boat one after another and swam towards both sides of the bank...

Mo Xuan watched with a big mouth as his men jumped off the ship one after another, a look of despair gradually appearing on his face.

Taoist priest Mo Xuan, who has “boundless magical power”, can’t swim...

There is no other way, Taoist priest Mo Xuan can only follow the grain ship and drift with the tide...

Two quarters of an hour later, the boat arrived at Xiuzhou City.

At this time, a giant net had been set up on the canal beside the city, and more than a dozen grain transport ships that had slowed down were successively blocked by the giant net.

Liu Yuanhui stood at the top of Xiuzhou City, looked down, smiled slightly, and then shouted: "Yuanhui thanks Fang Shenggong for the gift of food!"

Then many soldiers stood at the top of the city and shouted in unison: "Yuanhui thanks Fang Shenggong for his gift of food! Yuanhui thanks Fang Shenggong for his gift of food!"

In the grain transport fleet, only Mo Xuan, who couldn't swim, was standing on the bow.

Hearing the sound, he became angry and raised his dagger and shouted at the city: "Shenggong people, they would rather die in battle than surrender! Come on! I will fight with you!"

After hearing this, Liu Yuanhui said to Hua Rong beside him: "Brother Hua! Please let him wake up!"

Hua Rong responded, then bent his bow and arrow, and took a casual aim!

There was only a "whoosh" sound, and the arrow accurately hit the center of Mo Xuan's bun on the bow of the ship!

Mo Xuan stopped shouting instantly, looked up at the arrow stuck in his bun, and froze.

Then I heard someone shouting from the city: "Brother! I'm so sorry! I didn't eat breakfast and my shot missed! I'll give you a happy one right now!"

After saying this, Hua Rong bent his bow and drew an arrow again.

"Wait a minute! I surrender!"

Mo Xuan shouted and raised his hands, and the dagger immediately slipped from his hands and fell to the deck.

Hua Rong smiled slightly and put away her bow and arrows.

Liu Yuanhui shouted: "This Taoist priest is serious! This is not called surrender! It is called abandoning darkness and surrendering to the light!"

He turned to Hua Rong and said, "Send someone to collect all the food and grass into the city and take inventory."

"The last general takes command!"

Liu Yuanhui turned to Xing Ai again and said:

"Excuse me!"

"The general is here!"

"Please go down and invite that Taoist priest over!"

"The last general takes command!"

"Wait!"

"Do you have any other instructions from Marshal Liu?"

"After all, I am a cultivator, so you have to treat me with courtesy! Don't be too rude!"

"Don't worry, Commander! Isn't the Sa family a cultivator? Amitabha..."

After saying this, Xing Ai drank the wine from the gourd and swayed away.