Time went back to the early morning when Zhou Qingfeng left Herkulen. After ten days of short training, more than two hundred slaves under his command could barely line up and leave quietly. During these ten days, Zhou Qingfeng himself secretly rode the puppet goat and ran through some of the key routes of the operation. If he did not do this, he would not be at ease.
After leaving Hecullen, the procession moved at a fast pace. It could be said that it was orderly. All the personnel were basically light, and the larger ones were transported by more than twenty handcarts.
The handcarts could not move fast on the rugged mountain roads, but as long as there was simple transportation equipment with logistics supplies, the team's long-term marching speed could be doubled, and the marching distance could be increased by two or three times.
However, after about ten miles away from Herkulen, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly ordered everyone to stop and rest on the side of the road. All the slaves did not know why, because Zhou Qingfeng had been urging them to speed up in the previous training, and would not stop easily.
After waiting for half an hour, Old Man Sun hurried over on a horse. When he stopped in front of Zhou Qingfeng, he laughed and said, "You're really bold, boy. It would be strange if Uța doesn't hate you this time. He has never been teased like this before. "
Zhou Qingfeng snorted coldly and said, "I didn't know how to find a chance to escape, but those guys gave me an opportunity for nothing. Since they want to pull me to the north to trick me, don't blame me for tricking them to the west. "
Uța knew that Old Man Sun had a good relationship with Zhou Qingfeng, so when he set up a trap for Zhou Qingfeng, he deliberately sent his old butler to the north. However, Old Man Sun heard some rumors and was worried that Zhou Qingfeng would be fooled, so he risked coming back to warn him the day before yesterday. Fortunately, Abahai had already reminded Zhou Qingfeng that he had ten days to prepare, otherwise Zhou Qingfeng would have to leave alone.
However, the fact that Old Man Sun had secretly returned was also a great benefit to Zhou Qingfeng. It was to serve as a living map for Zhou Qingfeng to refer to. He didn't dare to show his face in public after sneaking back to Hecullen. He had to wait for Zhou Qingfeng to leave before hurriedly catching up to him.
"It's good that I'm leaving Ehekulun. I've been a slave to these Jurchen barbarians for more than 30 years. Today, I feel really good." Old Man Sun's face flushed with laughter, but he said worriedly, "I just don't know if we can avoid Uța's pursuit. This Daoist Master is really good at traversing forests and ravines. It's not easy to avoid them. "
Old Man Sun returned to the team, and Zhou Qingfeng ordered the team to continue their journey. He rode on the puppet goat to control the number of steps and the speed of the team, striving to go as far as possible in the most energy-conserving way.
As for Old Man Sun's worries, Zhou Qingfeng's solution was to leave the main road after leaving Hecullen for more than 20 miles. More than 200 people appeared beside a river after crossing a low mountain. It took them a day to cross the mountain. When Uța and Chu Ying caught up with them the next day, Zhou Qingfeng hadn't gone far at all.
In the woods by the river, more than 100 slaves who had been logging overnight were sleeping and resting, while the other half of the slaves who had rested for the night were busy binding wooden rafts. Everything was going according to plan.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't sleep all night. He stood by the river and stared at the slaves who were working. A small number of his most loyal slaves acted as supervisors around the river to ensure that the work went smoothly and no one escaped. In the surrounding mountain ridges, the ghostly cultivator Jia Gang would patrol once every hour to ensure that they were not discovered.
Zhou Qingfeng had a mechanical watch on his wrist, which he used to accurately grasp the time. It was nine o 'clock in the morning. The slaves in charge of logistics took out the prepared cooked food. The slaves who had been working hard all night also slept for three hours. They were all woken up for breakfast.
Mao Ada was a slave who had been working hard all night. He was a carpenter. As long as there was woodworking, he was indispensable. Last night, he was the one who chose the suitable wood for the logging. At the same time, the tools were always damaged in use. He was needed to repair the axes, repair the saws, and even arrange for people to bind the rafts.
However, Mao Ada was very reluctant to do it. He had wanted to escape since leaving Hecullen. However, he was an important craftsman. In addition, he was considered a backward person. There were people watching him even when he went to the toilet. There were always people around him. After a tiring night, Mao Ada had only slept for three hours when he was woken up again. He cursed and staggered to get his breakfast.
Breakfast was fish, wild fruits, and flatbread.
Flatbread was a good food. It had enough calories and could withstand hunger. Zhou Qingfeng exchanged it with the help of Old Man Sun. In order to let his men have the physical strength to work and escape, Zhou Qingfeng had given up a lot of capital.
The appearance of flatbread surprised Mao Ada. He had only eaten it a few times. The last time he ate this kind of refined grain was when he borrowed the help of Zhou Qingfeng in Hetuala's ferry. That was the day he made up his mind to abandon his wife.
The slaves were happy to be able to eat the flatbread. They received news that they were going to cut wood to make rafts and attack Jianzhou along the river. It was impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to use such lofty reasons to motivate them. He also used plundering as an excuse to boost morale and promised that all slaves would be free after the war. Half of the spoils of war would belong to the slaves.
In view of Zhou Qingfeng's consistent good reputation, his words won the great trust of the slaves. Freedom was extremely precious to the slaves, and the distribution of the spoils of war made them even more happy. In the minds of these slaves, this was equivalent to the master allowing them to loot for a few days after breaking the stronghold.
For the slaves who could eat the flatbread while laughing, the gloomy Mao Ada could not help but curse in his heart, "A bunch of fools, Zhou boy is clearly trying to trick you to die. I don't believe that he will be kind enough to release his slaves from their slave status. I don't know what you have to be happy about. "
After breakfast, all the slaves began to tie up the rafts. Because of fear of leakage, Zhou Qingfeng did not train in this work in advance. He only let a small number of slaves prepare a large number of ropes for tying. Making the rafts strong and light was also a technical work. Fortunately, there were many people among the Jurchen people who could do this, so the speed of tying was quite fast.
After a raft was tied up, it was pushed into the water. More than a dozen slaves jumped on it to test its performance. After making sure that the raft would not fall apart, they cheered and pushed a handcart onto the raft to fix it. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time. It was now 9: 15, and the sun had already shone brightly on the river where they were hiding.
Compared to Zhou Qingfeng, who had been calmly counting the time, Jia Gang, who was responsible for patrolling around, was not calm at all. This ghost cultivator was really timid. After following Zhou Qingfeng to see Uța and other Jurchen nobles, as well as Chu Ying, he was not optimistic about Zhou Qingfeng's escape plan. Not to mention Chu Ying, any of the Baylers around Uța could defeat him and Zhou Qingfeng if they joined hands.
Jia Gang turned into a cloud of black smoke and appeared in the woods behind Zhou Qingfeng, saying in a deep voice, "Zhou boy, Ehekulun's people are chasing us. Their cavalry has just run past us on the mountain road. They will discover that we did not follow the main road sooner or later, and will definitely pay attention to the waterways on both sides of the main road. "
"There are many rivers here, and even if all the Kulun people are mobilized, there are only about ten thousand of them. They only have about a thousand soldiers. Excluding those who stayed behind to defend the city, it would be good if they could send five hundred soldiers to find us. According to my estimation, they can send no more than three hundred people to find us at the beginning, and the probability of them finding us is less than five percent. "
Jia Gang did not understand what five percent meant. He angrily shouted, "Ordinary soldiers can't find us, but can Chu Ying also not find us? That big Bayler is too strong, and we can't even defeat one of his hands even if we fight together. "
Chu Ying was really strong, and Zhou Qingfeng did not deny it. He only asked, "Did you see Chu Ying chasing us?"
"Experts at the level of Chu Ying can sense gazes. When I heard the sound of horse hooves, I immediately hid and did not dare to show my head. But I could feel a very strong guy rushing over with a lot of people. Anyway, they are not people we can deal with. " Jia Gang said with a lingering fear, as if he had seen a ghost … Although he was a ghost himself.
"There are always risks in everything, and what I can do is to reduce the risk as much as possible." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time again. While he was talking to Jia Gang, two more wooden rafts were launched, and the slaves were inspecting them according to the procedure. "We will obtain fifty wooden rafts within an hour, and with that, we can leave quickly with more than two hundred people. It won't be easy for Chu Ying to find us. "
"What if Chu Ying is ahead of us?" Jia Gang asked in return, "You feed those slaves to their fill, and the food and drink they brought with them will not last for three days, and we will have to break into a village to steal food. As long as Chu Ying is not too stupid, he will definitely be waiting for us somewhere. If we can choose Liuhe Village, then so can Chu Ying. "
"It's not impossible, but I can only take a gamble." Zhou Qingfeng felt that it was better to underestimate the enemy, and not treat them as fools. Liuhe Village was a place he had to pass on his way to escape. As long as the village was blocked, he could only crash into it.
"How about just the two of us escape?" Jia Gang advised.
"You want me to return to Fu Shun empty-handed?" Zhou Qingfeng asked in return.
"At most, I will add a few of your trusted subordinates."
"I want to bring more than sixty of my trusted subordinates with me. In order to protect these people, I have to choose nearly a hundred soldiers. And in order to take care of these people, I have to add more than a hundred slaves to do odd jobs. This is already the most I can do, and I can't go any lower. "
"Why do you need so many trusted subordinates? If worst comes to worst, we can just go back to Fu Shun and recruit more. "
"Do you think it is easy to train a group of trusted subordinates? Right now, these sixty people are all coincidental, and the environment forced them to slowly work together with me. If we were in Fu Shun or any other place, we might not be able to gather so many people. "
For people in modern society, they instinctively did not like to work alone. Even the most eccentric person would need all kinds of social services. Zhou Qingfeng had stayed in Fu Shun and Hetuala for a period of time, but he had not been able to gather a team.
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