Chapter 695

After returning to Datong, everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, this new scholar was a peerless fierce person, actually cutting off more than three hundred Mongol Tartar heads alone, and looking at the armor behind, they were all Mongol elite cavalry, capturing more than thirty warhorses and other gold drums and weapons. Bai Lang entered Datong, didn't talk much with Qiu Luan, and directly threw the spoils to the Xuanda Governor and the Datong Governor.

Nowadays, Qiu Luan has to ask the civil officials. Bai Lang is one of the civil official classes. Even if he is the Datong Commander, he can't control him. Now it is Qiu Luan who wants the Tartar heads to claim merit and shirk responsibility—there was just an urgent report that Altan Khan led his army into Gubeikou. This guy is really a gambler. Even though he lost a lot of baggage because of Bai Lang's charge, it strengthened his determination to break the pass and plunder.

If he doesn't rob things and goes back in a gray way, Altan Khan's position will be uncertain. Mongol Tartars are always like this...

There is a high probability that Qiu Luan will become the commander of this defense against Altan Khan. Altan Khan, who entered Gubeikou, is not far from Beijing. If he wants to "diligent king," Qiu Luan has an advantage; he is close. This requires enough heads. Bai Lang himself doesn't care; his merit will not be buried—they are all scholar civil officials, and it is normal to share merit. As for whether to give Qiu Luan a share?

It depends on whether this commander is sensible...

Bai Lang doesn't care about this kind of thing. He returned the damaged armor, took his luggage and weapons with one person and three horses, and rushed to the capital. His vacation was about to expire, and he would be in trouble if he didn't arrive on time. This time, there was no Ming Cult person to intercept him, but Bai Lang really wanted to know where the Hebei Black Wood Cliff was? "Maybe I will lead troops to destroy it? You know, the Ming Cult has rebelled! Colluding with the Tartars is not rebellion."

Under the Ming Cult is the White Lotus Sect—this is what Bai Lang heard, and isn't the White Lotus Sect specialized in colluding with foreign enemies to rebel? In fact, it is also a grievance. The mere Sun Moon God Cult could not be compared with the White Lotus Sect long ago. If you have to say it, the Sun Moon God Cult is probably a subordinate unit of the White Lotus Sect...

When Bai Lang was rushing, he found a group of people in the dark on the side of the road. He looked at it and found that there might be people from the Five Mountain Sword Sects—the Mount Hua Sect was usually not there, but the Mount Song Sect people were there. It could be recognized from the clothes on their bodies and the style of the precious swords in their hands. Two large groups of people surrounded a tea stall on the side of the road, one group headed by the Mount Song Sect, which seemed to be martial arts people of the "Righteous Path."

"Aren't these the local 'sitting tigers'? They are all squires and sages, so they are the 'White Path'." Bai Lang looked at the other side, which was shifty-eyed and ferocious, looking like a bad person, definitely a "Black Path" member, belonging to the Ming Cult. "Social idlers, hooligans, lumpen proletarians, mountain bandits, water pirates, lone thieves, the Ming Cult only collects these goods."

They were not preparing to fight in a group, but surrounding a person in the tea stall. This person was an old man. Bai Lang looked at this old man and felt he had some style, white clothes, long beard, and his appearance could be considered clear and clean. "Ha, this should be Xiang Wentian, right? The nickname is quite imposing, 'Heavenly King's Father'... I remember that the White Lotus Sect expert in Altan Khan's army, his martial arts should be about the same as his, right?"

The sound of horse hooves, Bai Lang's arrival also attracted the attention of everyone present, including the guy who might be Xiang Wentian. After all, Altan Khan invaded at Gubeikou, and the slightly alert people had already begun to flee. Those who remained here, besides martial arts people, were probably government soldiers. And the government soldiers were now afraid of the enemy like tigers, all shrinking in the city and not coming out.

Bai Lang came with great power, one person and three horses, plus a long big man, as conspicuous as possible. Bai Lang was dressed as a blind scholar at this time. Such a big man with hanging eyebrows and tiger whiskers and heroic strength was actually a scholar, which was not pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it. Bai Lang rode his horse and walked leisurely. He had no interest in managing Xiang Wentian.

Why bother with such bandits? Being slashed to death by random knives or eating the *Three-Corpse Brain-God Pill* is a good thing. From the perspective of the government, it might be a good thing for the people and the government if these two groups of people dancing with knives and guns fight each other and die. "Confucians use literature to mess up the law, and knights use martial arts to violate the ban. Han Feizi did not deceive me, but if there is no such strong spirit, it is too boring for us to live in the world, hahahahaha."

Bai Lang looked at that group of guys, and then he heard someone shout, "Senior Brother Bai!" It was the disciples of the Mount Song Sect. Bai Lang was really recognized by many Five Mountain disciples. This time, people called him, so it was not good to pretend not to hear. "This junior brother of the Mount Song Sect, are you here to fight with the Ming Cult thieves?" Bai Lang's words were quite unpleasant, but his tone was very gentle.

The righteous people also had some eyebrows that were not eyebrows and noses that were not noses. In embarrassment, it was not good to say anything—the person was a scholar, so it could only be said that he was straightforward and unintentional. "We came here to surround and kill the great demon of the Ming Cult, 'Heavenly King's Father' Xiang Wentian! Does Senior Brother Bai want to participate in the grand event? No, no, it is Senior Brother Bai leading us to kill the demons." This person was quite good at speaking and thinking.

As a righteous person, it was not good for Bai Lang to say "It's none of my business!" People are social, and the "Face Fruit" is the first fruit. So he laughed decoratively, "Yes, yes, eliminating demons and defending the way is our responsibility. Hey, by the way, the Ming Cult colluded with Altan Khan to invade our Great Ming! Such rebels and defeated parties cannot be left, they must be destroyed!" Bai Lang shouted loudly.

Everyone present, whether righteous or Ming Cult, knew that there was a bastard named Bai in the Five Mountain Sword Sects who luckily passed the imperial examination and was now a person above others. Those who didn't know this news shouldn't be in society. At the moment, this scholar kept saying that the Ming Cult colluded with the Tartars to invade and intended to rebel, so there must be a basis—Bai Lang's great victory was still being considered by the Governor and the Governor to distribute merit, so it was not revealed to the world for the time being, so everyone didn't know.

Since Scholar Bai said that the Ming Cult rebelled, they must have rebelled, so the morale of the righteous path was greatly boosted, and the Ming Cult side was in chaos—many people joined the Ming Cult because they had eaten the *Three-Corpse Brain-God Pill* and had no choice, and also to occupy the road and seek wealth. Most people were not here to rebel, and they were not the lunatics of the White Lotus Sect.

Now someone confirmed that the God Cult rebelled, then the matter was big. There was no antidote for the *Three-Corpse Brain-God Pill*, so at worst, they would die. If they rebelled and were raided by the government, the whole family would die, and I'm afraid even the ancestral grave would be leveled for you. So the Ming Cult side suddenly became chaotic, everyone was talking about everything, and some people even turned around and ran away.

Xiang Wentian, who was sitting in the tea stall, also paused, looking at Bai Lang with a stunned look, "This should be the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, right? I remember it seems to be." Bai Lang said, and the Mount Song disciple answered loudly that it was exactly so. This old thief had a fierce flame in the past and killed many old seniors of the righteous path. "Then take him and send him to the government, and interrogate who else intends to rebel!" As soon as Bai Lang's words fell, Xiang Wentian stood up, rushed toward the Ming Cult group like lightning, and it was highly probable that he wanted to escape by borrowing the chaos there.