On the top of the city, Zhang Zimian, who was peeped through the ambush, raised his bow and arrow without hesitation, and shot it away like an electric light flint; however, he missed his head and "Dang Cang" sounded on the side of the middle high platform. gong.
However, the second arrow he quickly hit was hugged from behind before it was fired, and then dragged to the ground with a bow and arrow, and was forcibly snatched from his hand. .
In fact, when such a scene happened, even the bowmen he had fallen down didn't get up at all, but everyone looked at him silently.
"Why, don't I have enough virtue to treat you badly... even you are here to do my things..."
After the helmet fell, Zhang Zimian, who was struggling to stand up with his white hair scattered, said in a solemn voice, and then looked at Lin Qianjun, the head of his sentry with his eyes.
"Just ask the general to wait for me a way to survive..."
Seeing the pro-subordinate generals headed by Lin Qianjun who had participated in stopping him, they all knelt down and pleaded. ,
"As long as this thief is killed and his life becomes chaotic, won't the court have another chance to rejuvenate and rejuvenate... This is the way for the people of the world to survive..."
Zhang Zimian took a deep breath and scolded in pain.
"But we can't live anymore, and the soldiers and civilians all over the city can't live anymore..."
Another general said miserably:
"At least that person is right. Is there any rescue in this world? Is there any hope for the court..."
Another general from a local background said dejectedly
"Yes, why not, as long as we work hard to kill the thieves in order to calm the place, we will eventually see the period of Huanghuang Tang's governance..."
Zhang Zimian said in a bit angrily: Although he only felt a little vague, he also firmly believed that as long as the prime minister Zheng Gong was in power, he would not be hopeless after all.
"That's what you want to govern the world, the general, not the governance of the world that those of us who are born in the countryside and who can be seen alive can be seen alive..."
Someone among the generals at the head of the city also spoke up.
"At least those thieves are still willing to rescue the city residents who have been on fire... But we have to burn them and their homes... Why is this, who is the official and who is the thief!"
Someone couldn't help adding fiercely.
Zhang Zimian was speechless for a while, and coldly found in his heart that he was making a huge mistake. Of course, the people who brought them into the inner city were all from their own people who had little to do with the local area, but most of them were from refugees and refugees who gathered for training.
Therefore, in the city head, the monk who was opposite the thief in the first week had to say a lot of seemingly insignificant things, and it was unavoidable that he was touched and bewitched by the same feeling, and his mind became confused and confused.
"Then what about you... When did you turn your back on me and leave."
He looked at his detective chief Lin Qianjun again, and if there had been a problem with him earlier, then his successive defeats would have been innocent in the slightest.
"I have never betrayed the general, and I deeply think that the general's kindness is as heavy as a mountain... If the general hadn't received me and waited, he would be able to settle down by guarding the farm, I am afraid I would have fallen on the side of the road long ago..."
Lin Qianjun, who was still half kneeling on the ground, said unchanged face.
"However, I just want to ask the general; once your old man is gone, can the hoarding places and shelters created by you in these places be maintained? Or in the case of the invading surnames in the village. How long can I continue to hold myself under coveting..."
"General, do you know how many of the women and children who have been missing in recent years have not been there yet..."
"Why don't you tell me about such a thing quickly..."
Zhang Zimian frowned. These people are somehow the team he gathered together personally to distinguish them from the local forces. After all, when he escaped from his hometown in Jiangxi, there were only a few injured generals around him.
"In the beginning, it was naturally reported. It's just that the children of the big family with the surname you are surrounded by you, they may not be able to pass and submit like this..."
Lin Qianjun arched his hands again.
"What's more, you can naturally do justice to those of us who are separated from each other, once, twice, three times, or even many times; but can you still seek justice for everyone in every detail..."
He has no reason for unspeaking. It was when I saw the execution of the prisoners of the Taiping thief with my own eyes; the lieutenant of the thief army who was leading the severely wounded army sang loudly and infected a group of soldiers who were unavoidably terrified, and then went to death one after another.
Then he, the head of the detective who was greatly shocked and touched, couldn't help but use the channels and resources he had at his disposal to begin to learn more about the past of his peaceful thieves.
The accumulation of months and months will inevitably make him doubt and shake; then he discovered the internal abnormalities and trends, and let him participate resolutely, and this is the scene of such a sudden change on the spot.
"Okay.. Okay.. Okay.. In that case, I'll take a good head and wait for a chance..."
Zhang Zimian was extremely disappointed and laughed instead of anger, struggling to draw out the sword and hitting it horizontally; then, he was thrown to the ground by the left and right vying, and he became dizzy. Then someone hurriedly shouted
"It's still a living general, who can help my generation even more..."
Hearing these words, Zhang Zixian, who was already discouraged and uninteresting, couldn't help being frustrated by a breath of stagnant blood bursting out of his throat, and he passed out in darkness.
Therefore, Zhou Huaian found that he had just let go of a mouthpiece and blocked an arrow; he had planned to take advantage of his subordinates' shameless and despicable sentiment towards the enemy and began to attack.
As a result, the reality of the hands-on was set, but the enemy in the inner city couldn't wait to open the door and land. He also tied a gift bag called Zhang Zimian and sent it over. Is this a victory over the mouthpiece
However, this is also good. Although half of the counties in southern Zhejiang have not been directly occupied or suppressed, at least the follow-up finishing can no longer take up so many troops and resources, and it can be handed over to others to slowly concoct. .
Therefore, it took another day to take over and rehabilitate the aftermath, after converging Qian Jumei, who came from Wenzhou Qingqi Jian Cong, to converge, and Cheng Dajia, who was backed up to clean up most of Quzhou.
Zhou Huaian did not hesitate to attack the last two enemy-occupied areas of southern Zhejiang, the follow-up tasks of Chuzhou and the important alliance and auxiliary state that once served as the basis for Zhang Zimian's rise, and they were respectively responsible for them.
Then, he took his personal guards to catch up with the brigade who had already returned to the city.
—I am the dividing line of the mouthpiece —
And near Wuxi City in Changzhou, on the Jiulong Mountain on the banks of the canal.
The second firewood of the boat division of the Taiping Squadron was used again, and from the earth stove where the flue was buried, a roasted bamboo tube was pulled out and broke apart forcefully. Suddenly, the cooked beans and rice were exposed, mixed with bits of chopped sausage and oil residue.
After roasting, the aroma of bamboo green juice has penetrated into it. It tastes oily and fragrant, and it is very satisfying. Drinking another sip of water in the heated iron kettle on the earthen stove, you don't have to think about anything that is comfortable immediately.
While filling his stomach like this, he used a single-tube long-tube mirror to look at the movement in the Caohe waterway in the distance. As the most in-depth forwards of the Huainan Army all the way down, the water transportation along the canal has been pressing to the city of Wuxi.
Therefore, the river surface that has been dredged and blocked and the obstacles demolished is already full of Huainan boats lined with blue and blue "Xiaosheng" and white ground with red "Xiaoxiong" flags.
In addition, there is a slightly smaller "high" general flag, which is held side by side with the clean and jerk, is the "defense", "pioneer", "soldiers and horses" and other vertical official body flags.
It wasn't until he had seen it almost, and had almost eaten it; he picked up an ocarina and blew it a few times. Immediately in the bushes and trees behind him, a lot of heads stood up unevenly.
All of them wore relatively lightweight upper and lower leather armors, carrying crossbows, firecrackers, and small round cards on their backs, and slung a short knife or hand axe on their waists, and they also carried a short spear or hook and sickle in their hands. .
Although they had arrived outside Wuxi half a day ago, instead of entering the city immediately to reinforce and strengthen the local defensive force; Chai Zaiyong wanted to use this limited manpower to wait outside the city to do something.
Because the news he received is not optimistic, it is said that in addition to Jiangning and Dantu, who are firmly in the key sentence, Jurong, Yanling, Jintan, etc., where the city defense and manpower are relatively small, have all been successive Lost.
As for Xuanzhou, the situation seems to be worse. Because it is not within the integration of the Runzhou defense zone, whether it is Liyang, Wuhu, Dangtu, etc., it can only rely on a limited number of garrisons and patrol teams, and temporary convening. The Minzhuang is self-sufficient.
Of course, Chai couldn't think of so many things anymore. At this time, he only had to do the things in front of him.
Soon after, he, together with many soldiers covered in mud and put in straw cloaks, fired bludgeon and arrows in the screaming whistle, facing the piles of ships in the narrow river. go with.
In the dense rain of fireworks and arrows, the Huainan soldiers standing on the conveying river boat were swept down into the river water like the autumn wind blowing leaves, and the food and grass on the boat were drawn and lit, and the fireworks were rising. Spread out.
At this time, the Huainan soldiers and horses who were busy setting up a camp under the city of Wuxi only heard the police react, and rushed out of the camp where the outline of the camp was first seen. His pawns followed closely behind those with flags and guns.
However, after a while, the horse team that arrived first rushed into the air, leaving only the burning corpses in the river boat and the wounded who were struggling for help.
The lead captain of the horse team naturally refused to give up, and followed the large traces of trampling and retreat left by the ambush by the river, and chased him towards the slope.
Then, at the moment of crossing the mound and the top of the slope, there was a sudden burst of shouting and exclamation, and then it turned into a rapid and intense crowd neighing and screaming.
The team that had been thrown behind hurriedly chased them, but they could only stand on the top of the slope out of breath; seeing the jaw-dropping scene.
In the pits and cables dug under the slope, there are broken and collapsed and tripped mounts, as well as cavalry filled with arrows or bleeding; although there are still half of the cavalry trying to make a detour. Going up, they can't catch up with those who are retreating into the forest.
As the first batch of troops to march northward, between the most prominent Huainan pioneers in Jiangdong, and the first encounter and ambush that marked the displacement of hands, such a short outbreak ended hastily. (End of this chapter)