Daming: Lend the system to Emperor Hongwu at the beginning

Chapter 35: A Rush and Collapse

Since Chongzhen moved south, natural disasters still occur frequently throughout the south.

Especially this year, two major grain-producing provinces, Zhejiang and Huguang, have been severely affected, and grain prices have risen sharply.

Coupled with the year after year of the imperial court's additions and corvés, the large gentry oppressed self-cultivation farmers without restraint, annexed land, and raised food prices by profiteers.

Under multiple factors, the entire south of the Yangtze River is full of hungry people with green eyes.

It can be said that although the people in Zhejiang, Guangzhou, Fujian, Huguang, Nanzhili and other places are not as tragic as those in Shanxi and Henan, they have also reached the brink of outbreak.

Everyone knows that those big families hide food that they can't eat, or even moldy, but the hungry people dare not attack these big families that keep a large number of slaves and even private soldiers.

In other words, they haven't reached the time of real despair.

But they dared not, but Zhu Yuanzhang, a professional rebel, dared.

Nowadays, the southern provinces are like a powder keg filled with gunpowder. It only takes a small spark to ignite a prairie fire in an instant.

And Zhu Yuanzhang is the one who holds the torch.

Of course, this kind of rebellion is not a simple matter, and there is actually a hidden university question here.

And Zhu Yuanzhang happened to have a deep research on this, and he has quite a lot of experience.

Otherwise, why did the peasant insurgents starting from Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in history all fail in the end, and only Zhu Yuanzhang was a successful example.

Regarding the rebellion, so far, Zhu Yuanzhang recognized the second, and no one dared to recognize the first.

Especially now that people are in famine and their eyes are green with hunger, rebelling is as simple as drinking cold water.

He had already started laying the seeds of an uprising in the entire south two years ago when he approached the end of the Ming Dynasty. Those people had been handed over to Xu Da before, but now these suddenly broke out, and the subordinates of Yi Wang, who spread to several southern provinces, were the second approved.

This is also one of Zhu Yuanzhang's backhands to deal with those gentry.

If there is no accident, as soon as this backhand comes out, [-]% of the aristocratic families south of the Yangtze River will be swept away.

"How to do?"

In the camp behind Hulukou, more than a dozen officials and gentry from Zhejiang gathered together, discussing countermeasures with solemn faces.

They have just received news from the rear that there is a rebellion in Zhejiang, and they are storming their own fortress.

The situation is quite critical, and more than [-]% of the families present are being attacked.

Once such an emergency situation arises, how can they care about Xu Da's 1 people.

Even if these 1 people are wiped out, so what, if their own family is slaughtered by thieves, then everything they do now will be meaningless.

"Of course I'll go back!"

"Zhejiang, we must keep it. If the family business is gone, I will be a sinner through the ages!" Someone said.

As soon as he said this, he immediately got the unanimous consent of many officials.

"Everyone, go and contact the children of each family in the army now, and explain to them that we will leave tonight."

Qian Qianyi made a final decision, hesitated and then said: "There will be a change, let's quietly open the camp tonight, don't let Ma Shiying, Huang Degong and others know."

"When we get out of the group, we will send someone back to explain to them..."

Just like these Zhejiang officials, this night, many gentry formed several groups of large and small by region, and they were all secretly discussing the retreat.

There was no moonlight that night, and the entire mouth of the gourd was shrouded in darkness.

As usual, there may be a few insects and birds chirping here from time to time, but tonight is terrifyingly silent.

Huang Degong was lying on the back of a big rock, bored with a weed in his mouth, and stared at the entrance of the gourd mouth intentionally or unintentionally.

He came up with the strategy of the pocket formation, so the task of tying the pockets was naturally his responsibility.

Just when he wanted to squint for a while and let his personal soldiers help him stare, there was a sudden movement in the direction of Hulukou.

Then he saw the brigade pouring into the canyon silently.

"Sure enough!" Huang Degong was shocked and stared at these people, as if he saw Feng's wife Yinzi and gold and silver jewelry beckoning to him.

Xu Da looked at the pitch-black mountains on both sides without any sound, and could not help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

How could he not know that there are people hiding in the mountains on both sides?

But he still plunged into this pocket formation, because he knew very well that after the news of the fire in the backyard, the gentry would definitely be unstable.

And he has already received the exact news from Xiao Zuo, and there are indeed more than one enemy troops fleeing tonight.

How could he miss such a good opportunity.

After all, if the pocket formation is to be effective, not only must there be someone to tie the pocket, but the bottom of the pocket must be strong enough, otherwise it will collapse if someone rushes it.

On the other side, in the official gentry camp at the bottom of the pocket, the Zhejiang official gentry quietly set up the camp when he was in the middle of the night, and was about to retreat in the dark, but unexpectedly encountered another group of people on the head.

"Who?" Qian Qianyi was frightened by the sudden appearance of a large group of people, and he couldn't help but let out a low voice.

The opposite side obviously didn't expect to meet people in the middle of the night, and was equally frightened.

Soon the torches were lit, and when he saw the real face of the other party, Qian Qianyi was embarrassed, because the old acquaintance Ma Shiying was standing opposite.

"You want to run away?" Ma Shiying was shocked.

Qian Qianyi was still a little guilty, but soon he felt that something was wrong. No matter how these people looked at him, he seemed to have the same plan as himself and others.

"Hehe, do you still have the face to talk about this old man?"

"Aren't you going to run?" Qian Qianyi sneered.

Ma Shiying blushed and couldn't help arguing: "We didn't run away, we went back to support Nanzhili, where civil unrest is rampant now, we must go back."

Qian Qianyi sneered again and again, and was about to say a few more words, when suddenly there was a fire in the distance, and then there was a sudden scream of killing from the sky.

"The Righteous King is here, everyone who doesn't want to die will lie down for us!" Someone in Xu Da's army roared.

At the same time, Xu Da took the lead, and with the power of his great master Hua Jin, he opened the camp gate with a knife.

Behind him, an army of [-] people, who had been fully nourished, wore armor, forming a torrent of steel and roaring in.

"Don't kill with guns!"

"Don't kill with guns!"

Although these soldiers were fast, their formation was not chaotic at all, and at the same time they shouted extremely loud and neat bugles as they walked.

In comparison, the gentry army is more like a rogue.

Although the soldiers of the former battalion were well prepared to attack the battalion, they were all yellow-faced and thin, and there were also very few fire-gun soldiers.

It makes Xu Da feel ridiculous to say that, 200 years later, the army of the late Ming Dynasty will be far behind in terms of weapons and equipment when facing an old guy more than 200 years ago.

And the most important thing is that until now, not even a single leader has appeared.

"Let's go...!" Seeing that he was close to the distance of firing guns, Xu Da gave an order, and two thousand fire gun soldiers released their guns in unison.

In an instant, there were bursts of ghost crying and wolf howling.

There were nearly 2 people in the entire front battalion, and they were directly defeated by this round of firecrackers.

"Go on!" Xu Da raised his eyebrows and ordered decisively.

To be honest, although he had a hunch that this battle would not be too difficult, he did not expect it to go so smoothly to such an incredible level.

"Are these gentlemen all rice buckets?" he thought with a grin.

　Thanks to the boss of [Love in a Snow] for the reward of 100 book coins. I wrote this chapter for three hours and spent countless brain cells. I hope it tastes good.

　　
　
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