Chapter 899: Westward expedition!

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Kun Peng nodded: "It should be a lot of consideration. With Rong'er's cleverness, she will take care of the retreat of the disciples of the Beggar Gang. How can they not let them be killed by the golden soldiers."
Hong Qigong said: "However, unfortunately, we have become unnamed heroes who did good deeds, and those golden soldiers did not know who helped them to deter the Mongolian army."
"Think of our Hong Gangzhu, don't account for the gains and losses of these individuals."
"Not necessarily, Kunpeng, especially for the Golden Soldiers. I really want to kill them all. As a result, I will help them in turn. Alas, before I meet you, I can't think I will do this. thing."
"Okay, Hong Gangzhu. I won't say anything if I promise you." Kun Peng smiled, "But now that the Mongolian army has retreated, we have to follow the Mongolian army westward, and you will be free."
"Throw it out, Kunpeng?"
"Oh, can it be said that Master Hong is also interested in accompanying the Mongolian army to expedite the flower model?"
"No, no, I still beg for it."
After that, Hong Gangzhu asked the beggar gang disciples around him to order all the beggar gang disciples in Taihang Mountain to withdraw immediately in multiple batches and sneak into the Central Plains.
Kun Peng asked Huang Rong: "How did you learn Guo Jing's dog-stick technique?"
"There is basically no problem, the rest is just familiarity." Huang Rong said.
"Okay, now, this seat is going to be accompanied by Temujin, are you willing to follow?"
Although the tone of his speech was to solicit the opinions of the two of them, in their view, Kunpeng came to Taihang Mountain to find them instead of asking for opinions, but asking them to go with them.
Both immediately agreed to come down and agree to the westward expedition.
The beggars helped disciples wipe out all kinds of fire on the mountain, and they were also evacuating one after another. The four of Kunpeng went down the mountain all the way, and they saw disciples from time to time. Although they did not know them, they all greeted them with thanks. In this way, the beggar gang disciples who had suffered the eyes of the world at ordinary times were very impressed with them.
"Brother, shall we go to the Mongolian military camp now?" Huang Rong asked.
"No, if you go now, they will probably guess that you are near Taiyuan, which is not good for us." Kun Peng said.
"Then where are we going?" Mei Chaofeng asked.
"Let's take a look inside Taiyuan City, this one is estimated to be terrible in Taiyuan City."
"That's natural. The Mongolian army has been on the offensive every day. General Jin was able to hold Taiyuan, which was really beyond my expectations."
The four changed their Han costumes and slowly came towards Taiyuan.
It was almost late at this time, the sun was bloody, although the Mongolian army had left Taiyuan, but from a distance, Taiyuan was still lifeless.
As we approached the East Gate of Taiyuan, the night had come, the gate was closed, and outside the gate and under the wall, there were countless corpses of Mongolian troops. There was no light on the dark city, no figure was walking, and the broken walls were everywhere.
"Looking at the disastrous scene after the war, one can imagine how terrifying the battle was at that time." Huang Rong said, "Know that there are only tens of thousands of old and weak soldiers in Taiyuan City, and the Mongolian army is more than 200,000, all elite teachers. It was unexpected that he could break Taiyuan."
"However, thanks to your strategy, otherwise, how could they resist an hour." Kun Peng smiled.
Kun Peng handed over all the horses to Guo Jing to watch, and the three of them were on the wall. The beggar disciples had no horses originally. The horses that the two little bosses ridden were originally ridden by Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Above the city walls, there were corpses and blood everywhere, and no living person was seen.
"Did they all die in battle?" Huang Rong puzzled. "The Mongolian army should be able to attack the city."
"Alive, it is estimated that they have gone to sleep now. After all, they have been tired for so many days. Now that the Mongolian army has suddenly withdrawn, they must have relaxed all of a sudden."
"If the Mongolian army killed the carbine, wouldn't they be miserable?"
"No, the Mongolian troops withdrew. They must think that their reinforcements are here. Besides, even if they kill the carbines, they will hear horseshoes and shouts, and they can immediately enter the battle."
Mei Chaofeng pointed to a high point in the distance: "There are people on duty there, we should not have found us yet..."
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