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Chapter 371 The Change of Fengxiang
Nian Gengyao was a little hesitant. Although in troubled times, human life is often worthless, but a cold-blooded person like Hu Qiheng is also a minority. If he adopts this strategy, he will probably be remembered in the history books in the future The last stroke can be said to be infamous for thousands of years.

"Yuan Fang, if he is so ruthless, I'm afraid he won't be able to deal with the court in the future." Nian Gengyao never made up his mind, and tentatively said, "It's better to gather a batch of military rations from Gansu, maybe we can survive this period of time."

But where is the military ration in Gansu?In fact, years of continuous wars have gradually emptied the grain and grass in Shaanxi, Gansu and other places, so that the Fengxiang official warehouse has been able to run away mice, so Nian Gengyao's words are just kidding himself !
How could Hu Qiheng fail to see Nian Gengyao's true thoughts?It was nothing more than that he didn't want to be scolded, so he leaned over lightly and whispered to Nian Gengyao, but what he said made Nian Gengyao's face change again and again, but in the end he could only nod his head helplessly, "It's just that this time, the people have suffered."

"General, those who do big things don't care about small things. As long as they can raise enough military supplies and salaries to boost morale, even if they miss small things, it is understandable."

Nian Gengyao heaved a long sigh: "It's just my thought, but I don't know if the emperor can still understand it. If there is really infamy in the future, I will recite it. In my Qing Dynasty, someone has to come out to bleed and sacrifice!"

In the middle of the night, the Qing army camp was brightly lit, and many soldiers poured out of the camp tents. Under the leadership of the chief general, they were divided into countless small teams, lighting torches, holding knives, guns, and birds, and began to knock on doors in the city.

Once someone opened the door, the soldiers behind would rush in, sweeping away the family's remaining food and money, and if someone resisted, the Qing soldiers would draw their swords and slash and kill.

Many people closed their doors tightly, but they couldn't avoid the attack of the Qing army. They tried every means, hacked with knives and axes, and bombarded with birds and guns, just to plunder everything.

In just over an hour, smoke and dust ignited everywhere in the city. They wantonly plundered everything of the people and vented their animal desires. The screams sounded everywhere in the city. Some old people witnessed all this with their own eyes and shed tears, "God, When will these catastrophes come to an end?"

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in Fengxiang City, and it has also performed such suffering decades ago.It's just that for the common people, no matter which time it happens, it is a complete man-made disaster.

The common people had no way to resist the wolves and tigers of the Qing soldiers, they could only watch helplessly, watching the Qing army snatch their last bit of food, in such a year, it almost took their lives .

A massacre almost set the entire Fengxiang mansion on fire. When it was almost dawn, they chose to give up. During this process, the gentry in Fengxiang didn't want to ask General Nian Gengyao Nian to beg for mercy, but they Nian Gengyao was never seen at all, and until the entire city was almost killed, there was no sign of General Nian.

From the gentry to the common people, almost most of them died in this long-planned conspiracy, but the planner of the whole incident——Hu Qiheng, just wiped his hands, just like this As if the matter had nothing to do with him, he followed Nian Gengyao out slowly.

Facing Fengxiang City, which was almost in ruins, and facing the surviving gentry and common people, Nian Gengyao was a little silent. He coughed lightly, as if to cover up, and said: "Yesterday, the rioters entered the city as bandits. It is an unforgivable crime to let the people suffer because of ineffective suppression.”

Naturally, these words were not convincing, but the common people lowered their heads, they did not dare to look at the great general of the imperial court, because they were afraid that the hatred in their eyes would be revealed just like that.But everyone knew in their hearts that in this matter, he, Nian Gengyao, was the biggest culprit behind the scenes.

Seeing that no one answered, Nian Gengyao looked a little embarrassed, "This general will give you an explanation, come and bring these bastards here!"

Dozens of soldiers of the Qing army who had their livery stripped off were escorted up. Their arms were tied tightly, their mouths were stuffed with a ball of cloth, and their faces were full of despair and unwillingness. But when he looked at the people below, he struggled more violently.

"kill!"

After a burst of sword light, these soldiers of the Qing army fell into a pool of blood without even uttering a word.Presumably these people were the explanations given by Nian Gengyao, but this explanation always seemed a bit hasty and perfunctory.

In front of the remnants of the common people, Nian Gengyao killed these green battalion soldiers, and this incident was over. As for the property and food looted by those soldiers, no one mentioned it at all, even the remaining common people in Fengxiang Ladies and gentlemen, in the face of the flames of war in the city, they dare not ask Nian Gengyao for money anymore—if they really want to ask for it, the rest of them might not survive.

Hu Qiheng's strategy has achieved good results. Not only did he collect a lot of food and property from Fengxiang Mansion, but he also inspired the fierce spirit of the Northwest Army, sharpening the knife so fiercely that it was bloody. The price paid was the people of the entire Fengxiang Prefecture.

After such a bloody incident, Nian Gengyao led his army to launch an attack along the Xi'an Mansion, which caused panic among the people in Shaanxi. It is of course extremely vigilant, and the behavior of the White Lotus Sect is also extremely tyrannical, so the common people had to choose to flee.

Nian Gengyao's Northwest Army pointed at Xi'an, and Liu Ruhan was naturally not to be outdone. He quickly mobilized the army and set out along Xingping to Mei County. Restrict the direction of the Qing army.

In the city of Xi'an, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Dayi Army with red cloth on their heads, holding simple swords and spears in their hands, under the banner of the Dayi Army, began to march towards Fengxiang Mansion.

Strictly speaking, they are not the elite forces of the Great Rebel Army, so the overall look is not outstanding, and an army like this faces the [-] Qing army, and the result is self-evident, or in other words, From this moment on, they were destined to become cannon fodder for this battle.

Of course, the general who leads this cannon fodder force is not Liu Ruhan's confidant general, but Chen Daoxian, the chief rudder of Baihe Road who has been secretly under house arrest for more than two years, but his current official position is just a nondescript right-hand man. General.

Liu Ruhan took Chen Daoxian's hand, with a look of reluctance, "General Chen is going here with the future of our Great Rebel Army. The responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai. I am really reluctant to give up in my heart. The war is critical. Please ask the general Be careful, make great achievements, and fight for our Great Rebel Army!"

What he said was affectionate and righteous, but there was a murderous intent in it. The so-called "future" and "heavier than Mount Tai" would hold Chen Daoxian back. Reason to kill Chen Daoxian, even Ning Chu, can't say much because of it.

After all, a defeated general should be judged dead, no matter where he is placed, it is a matter of course.

Chen Daoxian's face was calm, and he didn't seem to have any signs of anger. Since he had just been released from house arrest, he looked a little thinner and his skin was much fairer, so he looked a little more refined.

"Your Highness King of Han, I will stand as your Highness to block the Qing soldiers, and I will not hesitate to die!"

For Liu Ruhan, the conflict between him and Chen Daoxian has long been made public. This is no secret among the senior leaders of the Dayi Army, but now in the eyes of everyone, the two seem to be too harmonious. The person who has been under house arrest for more than two years is not Chen Daoxian at all.

In fact, Chen Daoxian is well aware of Liu Ruhan's intentions. Now that there are so-called 15 troops in Xi'an, there are no more than 3 of them truly elite, and the rest are basically farmers who have just put down their hoes. His so-called 200 horses are even more superficial, not to mention artillery, there are only more than [-] firecrackers, and they are all old-fashioned gadgets, which are useless at all.

Using such an army to deal with the Qing army is basically looking for death, and it is even very likely that his 2 people will be scattered like birds and beasts after a wave of charges.

However, Chen Daoxian did not have the slightest complaint, because this time he was not fighting alone.
There are many delicacies in Xi'an, and there is a very famous yokan restaurant in the east of Xi'an City. It is called Laoqin's yokan. It is not greasy, so it has a great reputation in the city, and its business is very hot every day.

"Boss, two more steamed buns and a bowl of mutton soup."

"Okay, two steamed buns, one bowl of mutton soup."

Xiaoer shouted loudly to the kitchen, while tearing off the towel from his shoulders, "Gentlemen, you are here. Our old Qin's mutton soup is delicious!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

When the store was noisy, there was a bit of smoke and fire. Since the city of Xi'an suffered a military disaster, these ordinary people naturally dare not go out at will. Fortunately, the rebel army seems to know that the people's livelihood is difficult, so In the beginning, apart from confiscating the wealthy households in the city, they did not embarrass anyone else.

The shopkeeper of the old Qin's family saw the war disaster, so he boldly opened the door and entertained some old neighbors from the past, but he could still do business. Later, some soldiers in the Dayi Army also found this good lamb soup, From time to time, he came over to take care of the business, so the old Qin family yokan completely opened the door to welcome customers.

After a while, a few soldiers dressed in the uniform of the Great Rebel Army came in from the door. They walked into the store carelessly, without saying a word, and put the things in their hands on the table heavily, "Bang ", but it attracted the shopkeeper's attention, and he hurriedly walked out of the counter with a smile on his face.

"Several military masters, what do you want to eat?"

A man in the middle held a grass root in his mouth and said carelessly: "It's okay for us brothers to say, a bowl of mutton soup for each of us, a dozen steamed buns, and... a leg of lamb will be enough! However, my adults can't eat these , he has to eat in the private room.”

The shopkeeper was not intimidated by these things, and still smiled and said: "Hey, the mutton soup and biscuits will be served in a while, and the leg of lamb is big, fat and tender. As for the adult's box, I will also prepare it immediately." Come on, I'm going to serve you."

Soon a guy came over and yelled for the shopkeeper, while the shopkeeper himself quietly walked towards the back kitchen, but found a very hidden tunnel in the back kitchen's warehouse, and then walked in.

Holding the torch, the shopkeeper walked more than ten steps in the tunnel, and saw a door. After knocking on the door according to the signal, the door was opened after a while.

The shopkeeper walked in, and soon came to a room where a strong man was standing inside. He was wearing very ordinary coarse clothes, but the evil spirit revealed between his eyebrows made people feel extremely unusual.

Seeing the shopkeeper coming in, the strong man clasped his fists and said, "The code number of the Military Intelligence Department is Seventeen. I have seen you."

The shopkeeper nodded, and then said seriously: "How is the 'Poison Pill' plan going? Is there any change on the [-]st?"

"Everything is going well now, but No. [-] doesn't seem to have that patience anymore. Although the subordinates haven't found out yet, what is certain is that No. [-] has been planted with spies. Once the war starts, I'm afraid they will kill No. [-]." !"

There was a little anxiety on the strong man's face, "This subordinate thinks that number two must be notified of this news immediately, and the spies should be investigated as soon as possible. As for number one, we should be more cautious."

The shopkeeper's face was a bit dignified, "No. [-] will never be lost. I will immediately arrange an emergency channel to deliver the news. You must hurry back to No. [-]. If you are away for a long time, I am afraid he will become suspicious of you. Also, if the plan fails, you send out pigeon number four."

"Yes."

The strong man nodded, and after the information came out, he left from another direction, but he was outside after a while, and then he changed into the armor of a general of the Great Rebel Army, and walked for a long time before finally Arrived at Lao Qin's yokan.

Seeing the strong man coming, those soldiers who were eating quickly stood up, and the leader soldier whispered: "My lord, the shopkeeper of the private room is ready, please."

The burly man responded lightly, took it out of his pocket for a while, spilled a handful of copper coins on the table, and hummed softly: "You guys, don't owe the store money for the drinks." Seeing those soldiers, they headed towards the second floor.

The leader of the soldiers looked at the man's back with an envious look on his face, and then whispered to the soldiers beside him: "You guys are all new here, I have to tell you a few words, your lord is not unusual. People, the old man followed the King of Han back then, and now he is still working in the King of Han's mansion, you guys, you have to curry favor with the old man, so you won't have to worry about eating and drinking in the future!"

The soldiers on the side all nodded their heads, but they kept looking at the bowl of the talking soldier. There was still more than half of the bowl of delicious mutton soup at this time, and they couldn't help swallowing secretly.

(End of this chapter)