Thinking of the identity of the lord of the camp, Sun Kewang's blood felt a little hot.

Although the camp has undergone a major change, with less than 300 people left, and under the siege of the government troops, he is already in danger, but the leader of everyone can issue orders at will, and the huge temptation of having authority still touched him.

---For others, the leader of the camp is just a thief, but for Sun Kewang, who has been in the camp for more than ten years, has been disbanded several times, and has risen several times, it has a completely different meaning. This is his life, his lifelong pursuit, and his life's confinement--but when the camp is present and Zhang Xianzhong is present, he cannot get rid of it.

Unless he can become the lord of the camp.

And beyond the temptation of the lord of the camp,

There is also a great fortune in Sun Kewang's heart.

When he was defeated and fled in Yuezhou, in addition to a small number of elite soldiers, Sun Kewang also plundered more than 200 sacks of gold, silver and treasures seized from the Chu Palace in Wuchang and other places, and carried them away by mules and horses. Later, it was inconvenient to escape in the mountains, so he quietly found a place to bury the secrets. Only a very small number of people knew about it. Later, he met with Zhang Xianzhong, and Sun Kewang did not dare to hide it. He told them all. Zhang Xianzhong admired this and ordered him to execute all those who knew the place. Until today, except for him and Zhang Xianzhong, no one knew where the treasure was buried, and even Liu Wenxiu of Li Dingguo was not aware of it.

A few days ago, Li Dingguo proposed to cross the Yangtze River, go west to Honghu Jianli, and manage Jingzhou Prefecture, so Zhang Xianzhong did not agree. In fact, there was this reason, that is, Zhang Xianzhong wanted to find an opportunity to take out his treasures, and then use this batch of gold and silver to recruit soldiers and make a comeback.

If Zhang Xianzhong dies, then only Sun Kewang will know the burial place of this batch of treasures.

Then, even if the matter fails, he can still hide his identity and become a rich man.

Sun Kewang's mind changed rapidly.

"Brother, it's fine if Zhang Xianzhong whipped me. Who made me later? He didn't make any achievements? But no one in the camp knew that you were the mainstay of my camp and worked hard for me. If it weren't for your planning and hard work, the camp would have been wiped out by the court. But not only did Zhang Xianzhong not value it, he humiliated you in public. Not only did he say that I was the only one who was wronged for you. Today's slap, I would rather slap my face in the face than your elder brother..."

Liu Zhi bowed again and cried.

"Shut up!" Hearing the word slap, Sun Kewang seemed to feel the great humiliation at that time again. He suddenly grabbed the hilt of the knife and glared at Liu Zhi fiercely: "It is the right thing for your foster father to teach me a lesson. If you dare to sow discord, I will kill you with one knife!"

Liu Zhi's waxy face was full of sighs. Suddenly, he pulled out his waist knife with a "clang" and still knelt on the ground, turned the hilt of the knife, and handed it to Sun Kewang. He looked straight at Sun Kewang and said firmly: "Brother, I am a cripple, what's there to provoke? Since that's the case, please ask Brother to kill me!"

"Yeah?" Sun Kewang stared.

"If you don't kill me, I can't survive." Liu Zhi's face was pale: "Brother, since I have said these words to you today, I have cut off all the retreat. Zhang Xianzhong and I can only live one. Either he dies or I die. If the eldest brother is unwilling to save me and the brothers in the camp, I have nothing to say. Please kill me immediately. I would rather die under the sword of my elder brother, and I will never die under the whip of Zhang Xianzhong!"

At the end, Liu Zhi actually shed tears, crying in a daze.

"OK!"

Sun Kewang did not take Liu Zhi's knife, nor was he moved by Liu Zhi's tears. He suddenly pulled out his waist knife, rubbed it across Liu Zhi's neck, and glared at him with gritted teeth: "Then I will kill you, a quarrel, and sow discord!"

Although he was already very moved, Sun Kewang was still shocked and angry on the surface, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Although it is not as powerful as Ainengqi and Liu Wenxiu, after all, Sun Kewang's murderous aura has been quite strong for many years.

Liu Zhi was not afraid. He seemed to see Sun Kewang's intention and "sexy and cowardly" and replied in tears: "Brother, Zhang Xianzhong is confused and stupid, and is no longer worthy of offering the leader of the camp for me. If you continue, we will definitely be wiped out. I did this not only for myself, but also for the brothers of the whole camp! But you agree that you don't need to do it. I will take action personally and will never give Zhang Xianzhong a chance..."

After hearing this, Sun Kewang's heartbeat even more violently.

---He has never been able to make up his mind, but he just can't think of how to deal with Zhang Xianzhong. With Zhang Xianzhong's "famous reputation" in the camp, no one in the entire camp dared to attack him, but now, Liu Zhi took the initiative to take on this task.

----If Liu Zhi succeeds, there is nothing to say. I am the leader of the camp. Whether I continue to wander or surrender to the court, I have glory. Even if I fail, I can push it cleanly, pretend to be unaware of it, and put all the blame on Liu Zhi...

"The adoptive father treats me as much as a mountain of kindness. How can he kill him? Brothers in the camp will not let you go!" Sun Kewang gritted his teeth.

"Now, one-third of the brothers in the camp are the elder brother and my confidant, one-third are by the sidelines, and the other one-third are Zhang Xianzhong's people. As long as Zhang Xianzhong dies, there is no leader, who will dare to go against you? Besides, Zhang Xianzhong is moody and violent. These days, not only me, but many brothers have been whipped by him for no reason, and some of them have their arms cut off by him. Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out. They are all hoping that you can stand up in your heart, otherwise the next unlucky person may be them. Brother, make up your mind, if you don't have to do it, I can solve Zhang Xianzhong for you. Then I will raise my arms and shout again, and everyone will follow you!" Liu Zhi said affirmatively.

"…Shut up, I will not betray my adoptive father!"

"well!"

Liu Zhi sighed and closed his eyes: "That's it, let's ask my brother to do it."

Sun Kewang couldn't do it. He stared at Liu Zhi, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually faded away. Before he knew it, the knife in his hand was slowly put down. Then he sighed: "Brother's meaning... I understand, but he is our adoptive father after all. You go, for the sake of your and my brothers, this matter is assumed to have never happened before, and I will never tell others..."

After saying that, he even got the knife into the sheath.

"So what about the adoptive father? Did Zhang Xianzhong think we were his sons? One day he would cook us without hesitation!"

Liu Zhi took out a short dagger from his arms, his eyes were cunning and fierce: "He is not kind, why should we be righteous? Brother, I have a sharp weapon to blow hair and cut off the blade. Killing people is free without any effort. Zhang Xianzhong will definitely get drunk tonight. As long as you cooperate with me, cut off Zhang Xianzhong's head and liberate everyone, it is easy to do so!"

Sun Kewang didn't say anything, but the fire of ambition in his eyes gradually couldn't suppress it and began to burn rapidly.

Even the ambiguity of the word "liberation" cannot be heard.

At this time, it was already dark. Under the dark leaves, the two of them discussed in a low voice. When the wind blew, a poisonous snake was alarmed among the rotten leaves and rotten grass not far away, and then disappeared.

...

night.

Zhang Xianzhong, who had been irritated for a day, had rested early. Standing outside his tent, he could clearly hear his thunderous snoring.

Sun Kewang walked over with a torn windbreaker and expressionlessly. The mountains were cold and many people were trembling with the cold. At this time, they were gathering around the bonfire to keep warm. Although they knew that the bonfire might attract the army, they would be frozen to death if they didn't light the bonfire. As a last resort, Sun Kewang still acquiesced to the existence of the bonfire.

After inspecting for a while, Sun Kewang came outside Zhang Xianzhong's tent. After hearing the thunderous snoring in the tent, a sneer appeared on his lips--Zhang Xianzhong was indeed drunk. Although there was no food or grass in the army, there were still a few wine bags, which was enough for Zhang Xianzhong to get drunk again.

Very drunk.

Sun Kewang did not enter the tent, but gently called the four personal soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong who were standing in front of the tent, and rewarded them with the order of the cold night to warm up by the bonfire for a while.

If it were someone else's orders, these four personal soldiers would definitely not dare to leave, but in the face of Sun Kewang's orders, they were happy to obey.

Sun Kewang took out his wine bag and warmed them up one by one. The four of them were even more grateful. After drinking the wine bag, the four of them relaxed completely. They first sat cross-legged, and then fell asleep by the campfire. For so many days, not talking about the difficulty of escaping, but only talking about eating braised vegetables and not being full every day, making it difficult for them to persevere.

...

About an hour later, everyone fell asleep, and the campfire gradually went out and snoring sounded.

Liu Zhi, who was in charge of patrolling the camp in the second half of the night, woke up at this time. He put on his windbreaker, stepped on his waist, brought Jin Jijiu and two other personal soldiers, and limped towards Zhang Xianzhong's tent.

---There is no one in front of the tent, and the four personal soldiers were curled up beside the embers of the bonfire not far away, and they were already asleep.

Liu Zhi looked around with expressionless face, nodded to Jin Jijiu, then lifted up the curtain, and took Jin Jijiu lightly into Zhang Xianzhong's tent.

The two personal soldiers accompanying him were guarding the tent one left and one right.

The light of the bonfire shone on their faces, and they felt very nervous, and their hands holding the knife were trembling slightly. The night was so cold, and there were actually fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

In the distance, several people were sweating in the darkness. Their eyes were staring at Zhang Xianzhong's tent. When Liu Zhi brought Jin Jijiu in, the man standing in front was so nervous that he was sweating all over his face, and his right hand couldn't help but hold the hilt of the knife.

It is Sun Kewang.

His mission tonight was to distribute the four personal soldiers in front of the account, and the rest would be handled by Liu Zhi.

But in the end, Liu Zhi lit a torch as a signal, called everyone to announce Zhang Xianzhong's death, and killed Zhang Xianzhong's death, then knelt in front of him and embraced him as the leader of the camp. In the middle, he didn't need to do anything, he just needed to acquiesce, and Liu Zhi took the biggest risk. When Zhang Xianzhong was dead and the overall situation was decided, no one should dare to resist him and Liu Zhi. He could successfully become the leader of the camp, and Liu Zhi was the deputy of the camp.

This is a plan that Sun Kewang and Liu Zhi discussed.

However, in Sun Kewang's mind, there was another different plan.

----Killing Zhang Xianzhong, Liu Zhi raised his arms and shouted, and everyone could hold him as the leader of the camp. Although it was feasible and even achieved, Sun Kewang's idea was very far-reaching. He believed that seizing the camp in this way would not only have certain risks, but also be looked down upon by his brothers. There was a leader of Liu Zhi, a leader who had made contributions. It would be better to take advantage of Liu Zhi's killing Zhang Xianzhong to kill Liu Zhi and take the name of Zhang Xianzhong's revenge and avenge Zhang Xianzhong. In this way, he could become the leader of the camp with just right. Next, whether he surrendered to the court or continued to roam, he had complete autonomy.

...

At this moment, watching Liu Zhi and Jin Jijiu walk into Zhang Xianzhong's account as planned, Sun Kewang was so nervous that he was about to suffocate.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhang Xianzhong's tent. Although it was far away and the night was even darker, he tried his best to find out anything that happened in the tent and any smell that floated out.

Time seems to have stopped.

After a long time, a figure came out of the tent and then lit two torches in front of the tent.

The fire lit up.

Seeing the agreed signal, Sun Kewang's heart was beating wildly, and he was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

Success, Zhang Xianzhong is dead!

But Sun Kewang strongly controlled his urge to move forward. He knew that the more this time, the more calm he would be. He stared at the tent and waited for the matter to become clearer. This is his strategy of action. Unless it is confirmed that Liu Zhi succeeded, he would not show up easily, so as not to fail the action and be affected by Liu Zhi.

Suddenly, a figure came out from under the tent, and then ran while shouting in panic: "No, the king is dead, the king is killed~~~"

Sun Kewang immediately heard that the person who called was the little son, who was a boy of eleven or twelve years old. After fleeing in a panic and all the female family members were lost, the little son, who was originally just sending water to Zhang Xianzhong to urinate, became the one who gave Zhang Xianzhong a warm bed. Such a person was not threatened. Liu Zhi and Jin Jijiu had to settle the bill easily, so how could he let him run out?

But I dare not do anything. Zhang Xianzhong is dead and the time is already here.

"Bang!"

At this time, I saw Jin Jijiu, who was guarding the tent, angrily opening his bow and arrow, and an arrow was shot at the yelling mistress.

The mistress fell to the ground.

"Walk!"

At this moment, Sun Kewang did not hesitate or doubt anymore. He shouted suddenly and rushed towards Zhang Xianzhong's tent.

Behind him, more than fifty personal soldiers wearing all over his body were armed with weapons and immediately followed quickly.

At this time, the cry of the mistress had already alarmed the entire camp, and many sleeping bandits sat up, first in the vastness, then in a commotion.

What, the king is dead?

The four Zhang Xianzhong's personal soldiers who had left the post were also awakened. Seeing that Jin Jijiu and his threesome were guarding the door of the king's tent, the mistress was shot to death. He heard the mistress's shout before his death. He knew that there had been a big change in the tent. The four of them were shocked and jumped up quickly, pulled out their long sword, and wanted to rush into the tent to check the situation, but they were blocked by Jin Jijiu.

“Get out of here!”

"Get out!"

"Don't you want to live?"

"I've killed you!"

"Dare you dare?"

Both sides drew their swords and stared at them...
Chapter completed!