Daming kill

Chapter 147
Although Yicheng was bustling all day and night on the seventh day after being attacked, the rebels kept their promise, and Mi Cang was not required to dig the city to collect soil.

In this regard, both Geng Hu and Micang are more or less surprised.

However, I heard that at night, those old and weak adult men and some particularly strong women in the old camp were also ordered to go to the city to fetch bricks and soil.

Yone Cang worried about it all night.

The heavily managed camp at night made it impossible for him to leave his camp to find out anything about Old Man He.

But when another morning came, Yone Cang quickly put all his worries behind him, and he had to pray for his own fate again.

But this second time, Yicang found that he was not as nervous as yesterday, he even looked forward to his turn soon, and then went back to rest early.

He realized that the difference between being in war and not being in war was obviously huge.

But looking at the still anxious faces around him, Yicang wondered if he was wrong, perhaps only his own heart was stronger.

When he drilled into a hole in a city wall again, Mi Cang was taken aback by the suddenly enlightened interior space.

The huge cave, which is nearly two feet deep, nearly one foot high, and nearly ten feet wide, is like a super-large room with many doors, except that there are some thick earth pillars and even temporary wooden pillars in the middle of this super-large room. Just support.

The progress of digging the city was unexpectedly fast!
When Yicang ran back, he couldn't help turning his head back several times, and then reconfirmed that the blocking measures taken by the city were indeed much lighter than yesterday.

The blood and resources of the defenders have probably been exhausted. After all, Yicheng is only a small city with a very limited population and internal storage.

"Today the city will be destroyed!"

This was the conclusion that came to Yone Cang's mind.

Sure enough, after regrouping, they were ordered to fetch weapons and return again.

This should not be considered a breach of trust, the final attack is coming.

But when he got his weapons and lined up to prepare, Geng Hu's expression was very strange before dictating the order from above, as if he was holding back an oversized stool.

However, this guy should have conveyed the truth in the end.

"After entering the city, you must not kill soldiers or officials, you must not kill good people, you must not kill scholars, you must not loot, you must not tease women, and you must not occupy houses."

The six are not allowed, each one is definitely not what Geng Hu hoped for, each one was never thought of by Geng Hu, and each one surprised them, the former officers and soldiers.

This doesn't seem to be what the army should look like, especially since their army is logically a traitor.

It's ridiculous!

When dozens of thick and long giant ropes were stretched out from the cave in the city wall, Mi Cang ended his inexplicable thoughts, leaving only shock.

He knew that he was about to witness a human miracle that he had never seen or imagined.

At this time, all the archers and firearms soldiers of the Peasant Army seemed to have been mobilized to the forefront, and carried out the highest density and unprecedented fire suppression.

With a knife on his back, Mi Cang and hundreds of people were holding onto a thick rope and were about to pull it with all his strength. He knew that the other end of the rope was a certain pillar in the hollow of the city wall.

You can never go wrong with such power, and the results speak for themselves.

Amid the shouts of thousands of people following the chant, a section of the city wall tens of meters long collapsed quickly, and then all those who pulled the rope rushed towards the gap in the city wall, howling and waving their weapons.

Out of caution, Yone Cang did not push forward.For war, he still has a lot to learn.

As a result, he lost contact with the miraculously excited Geng Hu in an instant.

This is a result that should not have happened, and it is not allowed by military law, but today he feels that he may not be punished.

Mi Cang was not in a hurry to catch up, and none of the fourteen subordinates who followed him was anxious or urged.

But soon, Yone Cang realized that he was thinking too much.

When climbing over the broken wall, Yicang noticed that among the many corpses mixed with the ruins of the city wall, several of them were obviously women.These corpses should all have been killed in earlier battles, but the defenders were unable to clear them away.

Mi Cang, who swarmed into the city with the crowd, has no chance to show his force, and it seems that he doesn't need to show it at all.

The resistance in the city is weak, and there are not even many living people, only corpses everywhere.

In fact, there is no need to dig the city to attack, and the city should be broken.

Several soldiers who were obviously not dressed in the New Attached Army surrounded a woman who was supposed to help the defenders deliver supplies. Judging from the woman's clothes, her family should not be bad.

The woman sat on the ground and seemed unwilling to get up.

Out of curiosity, Yonekura stopped in his tracks.

One of the surrounding soldiers wanted to grab the woman, but Mi Cang heard the woman curse: "The thief dirty my hands."

The soldier was furious immediately, and cut off one of the woman's arms with a knife.

Instead of begging for mercy, the woman began to curse.

The other soldiers around were not polite either, and hacked the woman to death with their knives.

None of the other soldiers passing by said anything, including some who were clearly leaders.

Wu Yougen, who followed closely behind Mi Cang, couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Didn't you say that random killings are not allowed?"

Mi Cang turned his head to look at Wu Yougen, and gently waved his hand around his mouth.

However, going deep into the inner city, Mi Cang did not see anyone using weapons against those kowtowing people kneeling on the ground.

"Young Master is over there!" A soldier suddenly shouted.

Mi Cang turned his head in the direction of his subordinate's fingers, and soon found Geng Hu among the crowd at the entrance of a nearby alley. This guy's big body and big neck were too eye-catching.

But there was the scream of a woman.

Mi Cang walked over unconsciously, only to find that a dozen or so soldiers, including Geng Hu, were laughing and jostling around a woman, shoving and shoving their hands.Then there was a young male voice in the alley shouting incessantly, "Everyone, the little ones wish to surrender, the little ones wish to surrender..."

Then, Mi Cang suddenly discovered that Geng Hu was naked, and none of the soldiers who shared the music with him was known to Mi Cang, which meant that Geng Hu lost contact with all his subordinates.

Maybe the woman's scream was too noticeable.

A peasant army wearing a white felt hat and leading a large group of soldiers, probably the leader, also appeared at this time.

The leader of the peasant army shouted with some dissatisfaction: "Why can't you control it so much? Is it really a trifle with military law! It's going to be over soon."

Although the leader, who should be quite a lot, did not take any further measures, his roar caused all the soldiers in the alley, including Geng Hu, to scatter and run away without a trace.

Only the crying woman and a bowed scholar-like man emerged from the alley.

"This lady is so beautiful!" Mi Cang's eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

"This lady is so beautiful!" The leader of the peasant army wearing a white felt hat couldn't help but praise.

"Student Zhang Liankui is willing to surrender to the volunteer army, student Zhang Liankui is willing to surrender to the volunteer army." The man who looked like a scholar suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

The leader of the peasant army wearing a white felt hat froze for a moment and asked, "Are you a scholar?"

"Yes, the young ones are scholars, and the young ones are willing to surrender."

"Which lady is this?"

"It's my wife."

The eyes of the leader of the Peasant Army immediately went straight.

Mi Cang looked at the flattering scholar Zhang Liankui, then at the beautiful woman who was still crying on the ground, suddenly felt very sick, and he didn't want to watch it anymore.

But it doesn't seem necessary to go to Geng Hu again, that guy is simply looking for fun by himself.

Casually following a stream of people, Mi Cang soon came to a grand mansion, where an old man was yelling and cursing very loudly.

This should have backbone!

Looking up at the word "Qiu Mansion" on the gate, Mi Cang realized that this house was definitely not an ordinary local gentry.

Just as he was hesitating whether to squeeze in and being curious, the old man's screams came from the yard, followed by the sound of laughing and mocking.

Micang was a little bored, at a loss as to where to go next.

While hesitating, a few soldiers rudely dragged a terrified young man in Chinese clothes out of Qiu's mansion.

Mi Cang subconsciously asked: "Brothers, who is this?"

"The young master of this family. Look at his eggless appearance, he is not as fertile as his grandpa." A soldier replied with a smile.

"Where are you taking him?" Yicang asked in surprise.

"Go and find the old master. It is said that this poor old man is a high-ranking official of the court's etiquette department, and he is also a bachelor. The old master should like it." The soldier who had just answered pushed the young man in Chinese clothes away. I didn’t forget to continue to show off the previous sentence.

Yicheng is indeed too small to allow looting and random killings, and there are too many peasant troops entering the city, so many people soon have nothing to do, and the county government has naturally become a gathering place for most peasant soldiers to watch the excitement.

Because the old master Yuan Zongdi is here, and because Chen Mei, the county magistrate of Yicheng, is here.

When Mi Cang also approached, the county government already had three floors inside and three floors outside, and many people could only listen to the words of those inside.

It is said that Yuan Zongdi is trying to persuade the county magistrate Chen Mei to surrender.

However, since there were no rebels who wanted to disturb the old head's persuasion to surrender, and people outside the county government also wanted to hear what was going on inside.The quiet environment revealed that the county magistrate Chen Mei had been cursing loudly and hoarsely.

"The old boss ordered the county magistrate to be killed and the county office burned."

Suddenly, someone whispered a message from the inside.

Mi Cang knew that torture was a kind of torture. Cutting flesh and bones, cutting off limbs, and cutting the throat, the dead would be very painful.

He twitched involuntarily, and his body almost instinctively made an immersive reaction to the pain.

Looking at the young man in Chinese clothes who was being escorted and waiting not far away, his panic-stricken face was even paler.

The student Zhang Liankui who was also on the side still had a flattering smile on his face, but his wife was nowhere to be seen.

Yonekura wants to leave.

But when he saw that the people around him wanted to squeeze in to watch more enthusiastically, he hesitated again.

The alternative at this time does not seem to be very good.And he also suddenly wanted to know how the old boss would treat this young man in a fancy dress and the student Zhang Liankui.

But after a long time, apart from the weaker and weaker resistance from the county government, there was no begging for mercy, not even screams.

It is said that Chen Mei, the county magistrate, and Tian Shifu, the instructor of Yangcheng, were also tortured.

……

Before dusk, after confirming that old man He was all right in the old camp outside the city, Mi Cang rushed to his sister's place to assure her safety.

The siblings found a quiet place to sit for a while longer.

"Brother, do you think these rebels are all good people?" Mi Cang's sister suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Why do you ask that? Someone bullied you?" Yone Cang almost jumped up in shock.

Seeing Mi Cang's exaggerated reaction, Mi Cang's sister immediately knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly pulled Mi Cang to sit down, and said eagerly: "No, no, don't make such a big noise."

"What's the matter?"

The girl from Mi Cang sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, I overheard a few soldiers chatting freely. A few days ago, they met a woman fleeing in the wild, and they wanted to take her into captivity. And go away. As a result, the woman resisted to death and even yelled at her. The soldiers plucked her eyes and tongue, stripped her clothes and killed her with knives. .”

Mi Cang scratched his head and said, "The rebel army is still good. They only kill those who don't obey, and they are a hundred times stronger than the official army. Don't worry, brother is also a rebel army now, and no one will make things difficult for you."

"That's not what I meant!" Mi Cang's girl said coquettishly.

Yone Cang smiled and patted the girl's head and said, "I know."

……

In another corner of the old camp, Wu Yougen was also sighing with his wife.

This kind of war life made the two even more uncomfortable.

"Why did I get fooled by you!"

This is already unknown how many times Wu Yougen's mother-in-law has complained in this short period of time.

Wu Yougen buried his head deeply in his chest, he no longer had the slightest air cover, let alone the slightest words of defense.

There was only one sigh.

"The court seeks promotion, and the evening seeks harmony. Recently, it is difficult for the poor to survive. Open the door early to pay homage to the King Chuang, and the discipline is joyful. Kill cattle and sheep, prepare wine, and open the gate to welcome the King Chuang. When the King Chuang comes, he does not pay food. Eat him Mother, with her mother, there is not enough food to be King Chuang. If you don't work as an errand, you don't pay food, everyone has a good time.

The morning seeks promotion, the evening seeks harmony, and recently the poor..."

Suddenly, Gazi, who was quietly playing with the soil beside him, sang a nursery rhyme crisply.

Wu Yougen and his wife turned their heads to look in astonishment.

"Xiaoya, who taught you to sing this?" Wu Yougen asked anxiously after listening to a reincarnation of the song here.

"Those little brothers and sisters, everyone can sing. There are several different words! I only learned this one now." Gazi replied with his eyes wide open.

"How to teach you this?" Wu Yougen asked again competently.

"I heard from my brothers and sisters that we will go all the way and sing all the way, drink to all those who have never heard of it, and sing in places where the rebels have not been before, so that those who have never seen the rebels will also know that King Chuang is good."

"Singing in a place where the rebels haven't been?" Wu Yougen caught on to this sentence in astonishment.

"Ok!"

Gazi nodded seriously.

Wu Yougen and his mother-in-law looked at each other, and tears immediately flowed down Wu Yougen's mother-in-law's face...

Notes:

Note 1:
Chen Mei, the character is in the middle, Xinjian, from the township to know Yicheng County... Wang Yongzuo, the censor of the Fuzhi capital, has a department with a sixth-class department and a department, and the top of the house... Guards Yicheng, resisting for eight days and nights, the city fell, and resisted. He scolded endlessly and died for the thief. (Excerpt from "History of the Ming Dynasty" Volume 180 II, Loyalty VI)

The story about Chen Mei, the magistrate, is a true history, which is respectable.

Note 2:

The stories about several women all have prototypes, and they all come from Xiangyang Fuzhi, but they did not take place in Yicheng, and the locations are also different, and the plot has been greatly adapted.

Note 3:

Children's songs are a very important means of publicizing various policies of the Peasant Army, and child soldiers and young children in the old camp are the key force for its spread.As far as we know, those widely circulated nursery rhymes are basically specially compiled by peasants, soldiers, and talented people.Otherwise, how could ordinary civilians and children make up lyrics that are both catchy and provocative.

(End of this chapter)