Fox Road Travel Notes

Here, Chen Zican has not yet thought about how he should make his debut and how he should say his opening remarks.

All the heroes listened to the conversation between the two. Although they still didn't know the origin of this brave Canghaijun, they all understood that it was him who saved everyone today.

If he hadn't given a timely warning and eliminated Alima's ambush, and the outsiders had mobilized here, it is estimated that not many of the heroes who participated in the gathering would have survived!

Liu Tichun, Gourd King, Li Huajing and others all rushed over to salute him and express their gratitude.

Cang Haijun glanced across the crowd and looked at Wang Heming: "You're pretty good, kid."

"Mr. Zhang Cangshui also said that you are resourceful, good at making decisions, and good at training soldiers. When we meet you today, you are worthy of your reputation."

"Mr. Cang Shui originally expected that since you guys have your own thoughts and are unruly and at odds with each other, it would be impossible for this gathering to succeed!"

"Unexpectedly, against all odds, you, a scholar, managed to find a way out. Yes, you can take care of yourself while I go -"

Before the heroes could react, his figure had disappeared.

Then there was a loud thunderous noise from the front yard, followed by Arima's strange curse.

It turned out that this guy didn't speak Chinese well, so no wonder he never spoke to anyone in the hall.

The heroes all stood there, listening to the whistling and crashing sounds coming from the front yard.

They can't get involved in this kind of competition between realms.

Seeing that both Chen Zican and Wang Heming were fine, Wang Qiaorong gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go over and take a look..."

Jump up and disappear into the night.

Then, the sound of fighting gradually faded away, and finally fell into silence...

Only then did everyone come back to their senses. Monk Tong was the first to yell: "Wang Guangxing, you are a slave of the third surname, you are a rotten son of a bitch."

"I have to skin you today!" He jumped up and rushed towards Wang Guangxing.

Wang Guangxing's face was pale at this time and he was dumbfounded.

Monk Tong grabbed him by the collar and slapped him across the face. Half of his face suddenly became red and swollen, but he didn't resist at all.

Liu Tichun wanted to say something, but he looked at the angry crowd and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

The Thirteen Kuidong families were actually divided into three lines, and the remaining Dashun Army was one line. They were the most determined to resist the Qing Dynasty and had the strongest combat effectiveness.

The Wang brothers were of the same lineage. They were originally from the Daxi Army, but they rebelled again after surrendering to the Qing Dynasty. They merged into Kuidong when they had no other choice, and they were the last to arrive.

Tan Wen and the other three brothers of the Tan family are of the same line, and they are training for the landlord team.

Originally belonging to the Ming army, they were enemies of various rebel armies, and later returned to Kuidong.

The army's combat effectiveness is poor, and its relationship with the other two departments is also relatively distant.

Despite this, the thirteen families of Kuidong are still considered to be of the same spirit, with one being prosperous and the other suffering.

This time, Wang Guangxing brought the Manchu warrior Alima into the venue where heroes gathered for a righteous cause, which almost caused a catastrophe. Naturally, his face was disgraced.

But thinking back on this matter, I felt like something was wrong, but I just couldn't figure it out for the moment.

When Wang Heming saw the crowd was furious and Liu Tichun was hesitant to speak, he changed his mind and shouted: "Everyone, stop it, stop fighting!"

Monk Tong raised his hand in the air and did not let it fall again. He turned around and said, "Commander, this guy not only injured you and Brother Chen, but also almost ruined a big thing."

"Kill the thieves who harbor evil intentions like this!"

Wang Heming separated the crowd and saw Wang Guangxing lying on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, and there were several big footprints on his body. His clothes were messy and he looked very embarrassed.

Wang Heming leaned over to lift him up and asked, "Brother Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Guangxing still closed his eyes and said nothing.

Monk Tong was furious and waved his hand to hit him again. Wang Heming turned around and said, "Third brother, don't do anything yet. Please listen to me..."

"If Brother Wang intended to bring Alima into the venue, he was going to catch us all. The room was in chaos just now. Why didn't he take the opportunity to take action and hurt everyone?"

"Or maybe you took advantage of the chaos and escaped, but stayed here to wait for death?"

Everyone looked at each other and felt that there was indeed some truth to this statement.

Wang Heming added: "No matter what, Brother Wang did make a big mistake, but we must give him a chance to speak. What do you think?"

Liu Tichun suddenly woke up and said loudly: "Commander Wang's words make sense."

"Then Alima, the reason why she didn't immediately lead her people into Zhuangzi, but tried every possible means to sneak into the venue, is obviously because she wanted to find out our plan to send troops this time, right?"

After thinking about it, everyone nodded.

If the purpose is just to kill people, just send troops to surround the village, why bother?

Liu Tichun raised his voice: "If Brother Wang is really an internal agent of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Alima will naturally know everything he hears."

"Why should he sneak into the venue again?"

The thirteen families in Kuidong recommended Liu Tichun to be responsible for coordinating the army and commanding operations, precisely because he not only had prestige and was able to convince people, but he was also thoughtful and strategic.

After saying these few words, no one has any doubts.

Monk Tong rubbed his bare head, not knowing what to do.

Wang Heming bowed and said, "What General Liu said is true."

"Brother Wang, you have been wronged. I will compensate you on behalf of Third Brother Tong..."

Wang Guangxing slowly opened his eyes, his face turned gray.

He glanced at everyone, suddenly pulled out a short knife from his waist, and stabbed it into his chest.

Everyone exclaimed in unison that Li Huajing's martial arts was the highest among this group of people. In desperation, he pushed Wang Guangxing's elbow. His sword deflected and hit his left shoulder.

The blood suddenly appears!

Liu Tichun hugged him quickly and shouted: "Brother Wang, just explain the matter clearly. Why are you so confused?"

Monk Tong grabbed the pulse gate of his wrist holding the knife and opened his fingers one by one.

The Gourd King carefully pulled out the dagger for him, and blood immediately gushed out. He also took out the wound medicine he had brought with him and applied it to bandage him.

After being busy for a while, everyone saw that he was so determined to seek death and believed that he did not mean to harm everyone, so they kept silent about what happened just now.

Wang Guangxing stretched out his right hand, took out a letter from his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Commander Wang, Brother Liu, take a look at this letter!"

Wang Heming and Liu Tichun looked at each other and walked over to take the letter.

After a few glances, Liu Tichun's expression changed drastically: "What, your eldest brother Wang Guangen has escaped from the capital and returned to Kuidong?"

Wang Heming smiled slightly: "General Liu's concern will lead to chaos."

"Don't worry, since the letter said that Ma Chengxiang is the hero who saved him from death, but Ma Chengxiang is actually the number one master in Manchuria, Alima."

"So, how could he really escape?"

"If my prediction is correct, Arima should have forced him to write this letter in prison before she left!"

Liu Tichun thought for a moment and nodded.

By this time, the night was already deep.

There was so much chaos tonight, and the Qing Dynasty knew about the gathering of heroes, and no one wanted to stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time.

Wang Heming called to congratulate the owner of the village and asked him to arrange another room immediately to continue the discussion.

Finally, he said apologetically: "Lao He, it's done, we'll hit the road overnight."

"It's a pity that this village of yours has caused you trouble. I'm really sorry!"

Owner He slapped his chest and laughed, "Why don't you want to part with a few broken houses?"

"The world is so big, where can I, Lao He, not go?"

"What's the big deal, if I'm desperate, I'll go to the Gourd King Laoren to drop grass, and I'm afraid he won't give me food to eat?"

Everyone laughed again.

Chen Zican sat on the ground, but felt very depressed.

It was not easy to meet the target character of the plot of "The Legend of the Iron Vertebra", but he didn't even look at him, let alone find an opportunity to get close to him.