March 19, early morning.

Baihu Mountain, Han Song happily reported to Zhensan Mountain:

"Tell Third Master, this bastard Ji Qiwei has retreated thirty miles overnight!"

Although he had already guessed that Ji Qiwei would do this, when he heard the news, Zhen Sanshan couldn't help but feel relaxed on his wrinkled old face.

In the past few days, the attacks by Ji Qiwei's officers and soldiers have been very fierce. When the maximum number of eleven hills outside Baihu Mountain was reached, nine of them fell. For a time, people on Baihu Mountain were panicked, everyone was in danger and anxious.

Zhen Sanshan killed hundreds of bandits who left their posts without permission, and offered a reward of 10,000 taels of silver before they regained the surrounding hills and stabilized the morale of the army.

To be honest, everyone in Zhen Sanshan is very lucky. Song Wenhui allowed Ji Qiwei, a brave and reckless man, to lead the army to invade. If Ji Qiwei's troops were so fast and he was not given time to assemble his troops, he would have gone directly to the foot of Baihu Mountain.

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So Baihu Mountain, which had only 10,000 troops stationed at that time, could never stop Ji Qiwei's tiger and wolf troops...

Every time he thinks of this, Zhen Sanshan becomes more determined to take this opportunity to defeat Ji Qiwei and teach Song Wenhui a profound lesson!

"Where are Feng Erlunzi, Li Mang, and Sun Dahai now?" After pondering for a while, Zhen Sanshan asked Han Song:

"Third Master, about two hours ago, Feng Erluzi sent someone to report that he had brought five thousand people to Shuangshenggou. An hour ago, Li Mang also sent someone to deliver the news, saying that his six thousand people had arrived in Sihe.

Township, Sun Dahai just sent news that his 10,000 troops have arrived at Lanjiabao!"

"But Third Master and the other three idiots seem to have agreed upon it, and they are asking us for money and food together!" At the end of the sentence, as Zhen Sanshan's nephew, Han Song said with some indignation:

Zhen Sanshan heard this and sneered:

"How much do they both cost?"

"Feng Erluzi wants 10,000 taels of silver and 30,000 shi of grain and grass. Li Mang wants 15,000 taels of silver and 50,000 shi of grain and grass. But Sun Dahai actually asks us for 30,000 taels of silver and 100,000 shi of grain and grass."

In addition to these, Sun Dahai didn't know where he knew that we had iron cannons, so he also wanted to get 500 Japanese iron cannons from us..." Han Song told the truth

said:

Hearing Han Song's statement, Zhen Sanshan's eyes immediately showed a murderous intent. This Sun Dahai was really ambitious. He had spent so much effort to get the Japanese iron cannon and he dared to spy on it. He was really desperate.

!

Although he has already launched murderous intentions against Sun Dahai, Zhen Sanshan has certainly not forgotten the great enemy Ji Qiwei in front of him. Now he needs the help of these brains to deal with Ji Qiwei together. At this time, it is important not to lose big because of small things.

Picking up sesame seeds after eating watermelon············

Realizing this, Zhen Sanshan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Send someone to tell Feng Erlunzi and Li Mang that I agree with their request. I can give them half of the money and food first. When I chop off Ji Qiwei's head, I will give them the other half of the money and food!"

"As for Sun Dahai, ask someone to tell him that my men don't have that much money and food. I can only give him 20,000 taels of silver and 50,000 stones of food and grass, but I can give him some of the craftsmen who made Japanese iron cannons!"

Upon hearing what Zhen Sanshan said, Han Song immediately became anxious and said quickly:

"Those craftsmen of Third Master, we worked hard and had to kill thousands of brothers to get them from the Black Dragon Society. How could we give them to Sun Dahai, a smiling tiger, so easily?"

Zhen Sanshan smiled and shook his head and said:

"Songzi, my uncle will teach you a lesson: if you don't want to let your children go, you won't be able to ask for a wolf!"

"If you want to make a few wolf cubs work hard, you must be willing to spend money!"

"After Ji Qiwei is defeated, it won't be too late for us to settle matters with him slowly!"

Seeing that Zhen Sanshan was confident, Han Song decisively gave a thumbs up and praised:

"Third Master, your methods are very good. Feng Erlunzi, Li Mang, and Sun Dahai are just a bunch of brats in front of you. They can't beat eight horses with one of your fingers..."

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Listening to Han Song's naked horse, Zhen Sanshan was in a good mood and shook his head. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly coughed violently, and his face turned the color of pig liver!

"Cough cough cough..."

Seeing the sudden change in Zhensanshan, Han Song hurriedly hit Zhensanshan on the back to make Zhensanshan feel better. He coughed for more than ten times in a row. Zhensanshan finally coughed up traces of bright red blood. When he saw the appearance of bloodstains,

, Han Song, realizing that the matter was serious, immediately wanted to call someone:

"Doctor, call doctor quickly..."

As soon as Han Song shouted, Zhen Sanshan grabbed his arm and gritted his teeth and ordered:

"Don't call people, don't call people! I have medicine in my pocket, please take it out for me!"

Han Song was undoubtedly surprised when he heard Zhen Sanshan's words. Just when he hesitated, Zhen Sanshan took his hand again and said:

"Songzi! Be obedient! Do as I say!"

Seeing that Zhen Sanshan had reached this point, Han Song could only obey and stopped shouting. He took out a small medicine bottle from Zhen Sanshan and handed it over. After Zhen Sanshan looked tired, he took the medicine bottle and

I poured out three small brown pills and swallowed them.

Although Zhen Sanshan still had little strength after taking the medicine, his overall complexion was undoubtedly much better than before. With Han Song's help, Zhen Sanshan slowly came to the bedroom to rest.

Looking at Zhen Sanshan resting on the bed, Han Song hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but asked with concern:

"Third Master, you were coughing up blood just now. I think you should call the doctor over and take a look. If you have any illness, let us treat it as soon as possible!"

What Han Song said was truly affectionate, and the concern and anxiety in his eyes could not be fake at all. The reason for this was that Zhen Sanshan was his cousin, and he was Zhen Sanshan’s nephew.

There is a layer of blood and family affection...

On the other hand, it is also the biggest reason. Naturally, Zhen Sanshan is his biggest backer on Baihu Mountain. Without Zhen Sanshan’s vigorous promotion against all opinions, Han Song would not be able to sit on the position with his ability. There are four beams and eight pillars on Baihu Mountain.

It is in the position of medium water fragrance.

The promotion of Zhensanshan also made countless people on the mountain jealous and jealous of Han Song. In addition, Han Song himself was not a fuel-efficient person. He was not low-key at all in normal times. Relying on Zhensanshan's favor, he had many relationships with people on the mountain because of various reasons.

Petty things lead to grudges.

When Zhen Sanshan is here, these are of course nothing, but if one day, Zhen Sanshan is no longer there...

Previously, Han Song thought that Zhensanshan was at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, and that it might be an exaggeration to live for twenty or thirty years, but there would be no problem at all for ten or eight years, so he never considered this issue at all.

But now that he saw Zhen Sanshan like this, Han Song was really panicked, and he began to regret that he had acted so recklessly!

If Zhensan Mountain gets cold, what will Han Song do? Those bastards can’t chop him up?

Listening to Han Song's words, Zhen Sanshan slowly opened his eyes. Looking at Han Song who was anxious and panicked in front of him, Zhen Sanshan sighed slightly in his heart, but on the surface he still forced a smile, a faint smile.

said:

"Don't worry, it's all old problems. It's been like this all these years! Don't worry about anything, Songzi!"

"I know my own body well. I won't die for a while. There are many people on the mountain. If others know that I called the doctor, there may be some rumors. Now is a critical moment. Don't fail.

Let the troops lose their morale..."

Seeing that Zhensanshan could still laugh, and his expression was not as ugly as before, Han Song optimistically thought that the situation in Zhensanshan was not that bad, and the worry in his heart also subsided, and he immediately said:

"Third Master, just be okay!"

After comforting Han Song for a few words, Zhen Sanshan explained to him:

"When you go back later, ask someone to find your brother Xiao Lin. I have a few words to say to him!"

"Yes, I'll go now!" Han Song didn't think much, just nodded heavily and agreed to the matter. Half an hour later, Han Song brought a middle-aged man in his thirties with a crutch.

The man came to Zhen Sanshan's bed.

This man is thin and thin, as if a gust of wind can blow him over. His appearance is somewhat similar to Zhen Sanshan lying on the bed, but the most eye-catching thing is the disability of his right leg. This man is Zhen Sanshan's only son -

—Zheng Xiaolin!

Seeing the appearance of his son Zheng Xiaolin, Zhen Sanshan's mood eased a bit, and he immediately waved to Han Song beside him.

Han Song immediately understood that Zhen Sanshan and his son wanted to talk alone, so he retreated wisely. After Han Song left, Zheng Xiaolin, who was leaning on crutches, grabbed Zhen Sanshan's wrist and gave Zhen Sanshan a hand.

Check your pulse!

Feeling Zhen Sanshan's pulse, Zheng Xiaolin's face suddenly became very solemn. Compared to the solemn Zheng Xiaolin, Zhen Sanshan was undoubtedly very open-minded. He pulled his hand back and said with a smile:

"There's no need to look at it! I'm terminally ill and there's no cure. It's only going to be a matter of a month or two."

After listening to Zhen Sanshan's words, Zheng Xiaolin lowered his head, and seeing Zhen Sanshan said very freely:

"Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. From the emperor to the old man, to the trafficker and the pawn, they all have to go through this. I have been in abjection and glory in this life. It can be regarded as a happy journey in this world. No,

This life is in vain..."

"Xiao Lin, don't act like a woman and make people upset!"

Seeing his father who was so calm and unafraid of death, Zheng Xiaolin couldn't help but feel sad.

As the leader of Green Forest, Zhen Sanshan's name is known to everyone in Liaoyang. However, whether in Green Forest or on Baihu Mountain, few people know about the majestic and ruthless Zhen Sanshan.

Sanshan has an only son - Zheng Xiaolin!

This is not because Zhensanshan deliberately prevents the real Zheng Xiaolin from appearing in front of the world. On the contrary, Zhensanshan has great hope that Zheng Xiaolin can stand up and inherit his career. The reason why Zheng Xiaolin is unknown is that this is Zheng Xiaolin's own wish!

Maybe it was because Zhensanshan killed countless people and looted countless people, ruining countless families and thus hurting Tianhe. Therefore, in order to punish Zhensanshan, God made his only son Zheng Xiaolin congenitally disabled in his right leg and unable to stand up since birth.

For his only son, Zhen Sanshan is naturally very affectionate. In order to cure Zheng Xiaolin's right leg disability, Zhen Sanshan visited famous doctors, asked for pills and medicines, and even offered a reward of 10,000 taels of silver, but he always

It’s all in vain!
To be continued...