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Chapter 215: Wild Dogs Divide Huang Shu Under Yingtian City

“This scene is so crowded!”

Yang Feng and his followers looked at Huang Shu being beaten with a gloating look on their faces.

The latter was actually loaded into the prison van.

But now the prison van that imprisoned him was like Aqua's cage, his last protection, and outside him were young and strong men as violent as countless crocodiles, and they all spoke with accents from his hometown. They were shaking the van frantically, reaching in to pull him, and some even climbed on top to reach in. Huang Shu was screaming in fear, dodging and resisting the countless hands reaching out to him.

The whole prison van was shaking...

"Mr. Huang, return my father's life to me!"

"Don't mention that his surname is Huang. He has been expelled from our Huang family!"

……

There was a chaotic roar all around.

These people all came specially from Huizhou, but not all of them.

After all, the Huizhou militia is in Nanjing.

Moreover, the commander of Huizhou militia was Huang Geng, Huang Shu’s cousin!

Of course, he no longer belongs to the Huang family now.

The Huang family of She County has already expelled him from the clan through public discussion, and not just this time, in fact, they had expelled him from the clan after Zuo Liangyu was defeated last time. In short, he has nothing to do with the Huang family of She County anymore, although everyone understands that this is just a show by the clan.

But it's different now.

He really aroused public indignation among the gentry in Huizhou, including his clansmen.

Hui merchants suffered heavy losses in Yangzhou!

Originally, Huizhou merchants relied on Huizhou to be the first to serve the emperor, and the civil officials headed by Jin Sheng became the core officials of the regent court, and the Huizhou militia was stationed in Nanjing, so they actually controlled the Huaiyang salt industry. Qin merchants had been basically expelled, and Shanxi merchants also changed from competing with each other to relying on Huizhou merchants. It can be said that Huizhou merchants finally had a celebratory drink after two hundred years of hard work, but they returned to the pre-liberation era overnight. Although Xincheng was recovered and the Qing army was driven away, the silver stolen by the Qing army would definitely not be returned to those salt merchants. Besides, most of those salt merchants were slaughtered by the Qing army. Even the few who chose to resist and escaped from Yangzhou lost all their gold, silver and jewelry...

For example, Zheng Yuanxun.

He chose to resist with some militia, broke out of Yangzhou, and then ran to Guazhou to continue resisting.

But even so, when he returned to Yangzhou, he could only take back his film garden and his business. Who could he ask for the gold, silver and jewelry that were looted?
It can be said that the loss of Huizhou salt merchants in Yangzhou this time was no less than 10 million yuan. More importantly, almost all Huizhou merchants who operated salt business in Yangzhou died in this catastrophe. Their clans in Huizhou had to face huge property losses and the tragic deaths of their relatives. In particular, the news that a concubine of salt merchant Wang escaped and witnessed Huang Shu beating Wang to death spread, and the Wang family was the first to explode.

Of course they would look for the Huang family first.

Don't think you can get away with it just by expelling him from the clan.

Who doesn’t understand this routine?

Then, in order to prove their innocence, or to shut up the Wang family, the Huang family also quickly announced that they were going to kill this bastard, citing the fact that several members of their clan had died in Yangzhou.

What remained was that all the families in Huizhou responded together.

Finally, they gathered in Nanjing and called on young and strong men from the clan to join them in besieging Huang Shu.

"It's natural if he loses, but it's hard to say what will happen if he wins."

Gu Xichou sneered.

This is actually a big show...

Of course, this was the case with the gentry. The simple emotions of the ordinary people were indeed aroused. After all, Huang Shu's performance was too destructive to their worldviews. Although he was like this in history, he was also expelled from the clan in history. It was just that he had become the governor of the Qing Dynasty, so of course no young and strong people from his hometown would come to beat him up.

"Overturn the prison van!"

Suddenly there was an angry shout.

Yang Feng and Gu Xichou raised their heads and looked at Zheng Yuanxun who was wearing official uniform.

The latter suffered too much financial loss, so he had to serve as an official again, otherwise he would have no money to repair the Light and Shadow Garden. Now he is a doctor in the Ministry of Revenue, but as one of the important victims, his appearance at this time is harmless...

Several people in his family died!
His roar instantly sobered up the young men who were besieging Huang Shu. They quickly took action amid Huang Shu's screams of terror, shouting slogans and overturning the prison van. Huang Shu's screams inside made them even more excited, so they simply continued to overturn it. The prison van was rolled on the street like a toy by these guys amid Huang Shu's screams and rolling collisions. But after rolling a few steps, it could not bear the weight. After all, it was just some wood nailed together. Even steel bars welded together might not be able to hold up. With the sudden cheers of the crowd, the cage cracked in the rolling, and the young men immediately stepped forward and tore the wood apart together, dragging Huang Shu, who was covered in blood, out like a frog in a bucket.

The latter was dazed, with blood and a rat tail all over his face. A young man suddenly pulled the rat tail off from him.

He suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

I guess even his scalp was torn off.

"Get the scissors!"

An old man at the back of the crowd, who was obviously in charge of the command, was leaning on a cane and shouted in a very imposing manner.

The young man behind him immediately carried boxes of scissors and distributed them...

"This was premeditated!"

Yang Fenglao watched with interest.

Gu Xichou just watched calmly.

Of course, no one would come to stop such a scene. Although Huang Shu was originally supposed to be taken to the Ministry of Justice to await trial, the soldiers escorting him had already hidden aside. The Huizhou militia was actually responsible for the security in this area, and Huang Geng was watching on horseback not far away!
You can see that his expression is very complicated. After all, Yu Qin is also a family.

“Are Huizhou merchants only involved in the Yangzhou salt industry?”

Yang Feng said curiously.

"Salt industry?"

Gu Xichou sneered.

"Salt business is just one of their businesses. They do everything that can make money. Wang Zhi, who roamed the coastal areas, was from Huizhou. They are also in charge of the steelmaking in Wuhu and the upstream rice business. They are eager to show their loyalty to the regent and to shut up other places. After this disaster, the Huizhou merchants are seriously injured. Many places want to replace them. If they want to snatch the business they have controlled for a long time, they can only incite the people to attack them. They have to shut up other people in advance, so that the people and the regent can see that they are irreconcilable with the traitors."

He said.

While they were talking, the young and strong men had already started to get the scissors.

Huang Shu also woke up instantly.

"What are you doing? You can't do this to me. This is lynching. I am a criminal of the emperor. I am a criminal of the emperor. I want to go to the prison of the Ministry of Justice..."

He pushed the nearest young man away like crazy, but he was pinned down after running two steps. Then several young men lifted him up, grabbing his arms, holding his legs, and holding his head. Then a young man came forward with a pair of scissors, ripped his clothes open, and grabbed a piece of flesh on his chest and cut it off as he screamed in fear...

"Where is Hou Fangyu?" Yang Feng suddenly realized that Hou Fangyu was not delivered, and he asked in confusion.

"Reporting to the king, Hou Ni died of his injuries. When he was captured, he was fighting with Huang Shu, and Huang Shu stabbed him many times with bone fragments. He never recovered and lay in the Yangzhou prison howling for many days. He died the day before yesterday when he was about to be sent here.

Originally, the ashes were to be scattered, but Miss Xiangjun begged for mercy, and in the end, she was given the right to bury them."

An officer from the Yangzhou militia who was in charge of the escort spoke beside him.

Li Xiangjun was now considered a favorite in Yangzhou, and the Yangzhou government confiscated the Wang family's garden and gave it to her directly. Although the garden had been burned down to ruins, the Yangzhou government only needed to spend some money to build her a small house to live in. As for the future, it would be easier. Such a large piece of land, even if rented out, would be enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life. Besides, a celebrity like her would not be short of money.

"Are there no stray dogs in Yangzhou? I can find stray dogs in Shenyang."

Yang Feng said with dissatisfaction.

"Well, I'll go back and ask around. There are still quite a few wild dogs out there. If he is really dug up by a wild dog, it can only be said that it is his fate. This is God's will, and Miss Xiangjun can't say anything."

The militia officer said very sensibly.

"Yes, it is God's will!"

Yang Feng said.

Gu Xichou standing beside him watched speechlessly.

Of course, it is still very sad that the former noble son ended up like this. Gu Ge Lao, who also came from a noble family, couldn't help but sigh. While they and the Nanjing soldiers and civilians were watching, Huang Shu, who was controlled by the young men of Huizhou, was also screaming as the scissors kept cutting off his flesh. Soon, wild dogs squeezed in and waited happily. He was like a red popsicle that gradually melted in the air, gradually getting smaller as it melted, and breaking into pieces amid the joyful barking of the wild dogs.

And at this time.

And state.

"put!"

Zheng Zunqian held up the pistol, looked at the enemy troops galloping in front of him, and pulled the trigger amid the roar.

The dragon head of the flintlock short gun fell, and the flame from the muzzle and the bullet flew out in the flame spray from the ignition hole, whistling through the air and instantly swept across the winter farmland. Then one of the Mongolian cavalrymen who were aiming with their bows fell off their horses...

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Countless gunshots rang out the next moment.

The gun ports of the chariot shields were like the cannon fire from the side of a warship. Countless turtledove guns sprayed flames outwards. Each turtledove gun was loaded with three bullets, and the volleys brought a violent storm-like effect. The Mongolian cavalrymen who were crossing the front of the formation and shooting arrows kept falling off their horses under the blows of these six-cent heavy bullets, and those who escaped the disaster hurriedly turned around and moved away, but the waving flags of the Eight Banners Manchu cavalrymen in the distance ordered them to continue the attack.

Because at the dock behind Zheng Zunqian, the warships transporting soldiers and supplies were unloading the red cannons.

This was the Zhejiang militia's counterattack against Hezhou.

Once these heavy artillery are unloaded and pushed to the nearby Hezhou City, it is inevitable that the city will be blown open.

The Qing army’s main camp was in Hanshan.

At present, the Jiangxi militia led by Yang Tinglin still controls Chao County, and then takes advantage of the fact that there are water networks below Ruxukou and there are many waterways to enter the Yangtze River to fight with the Qing army in the lower reaches. At the same time, fortresses are built on Ruxu Mountain and Qibao Mountain respectively, and water transportation is used to maintain the supply of materials and personnel. The two sides have been fighting for three months, since the winter of the 17th year of Chongzhen. In fact, it is now the end of the first month of the 18th year of Chongzhen. Later, the Jiangxi gentry and the government troops have invested more than 150,000 reinforcements in this battlefield. In fact, the Jiangxi gentry are now directly arresting able-bodied men. It cannot be said that they are arresting, but they are forcing their tenants to either send young and strong men to defend their hometown or expel them from the clan in the future. In short, you have to stand up for us.

And anyone who dares to surrender will have their entire family killed.

The wives and children of those killed in battle were exempted from rent for ten years, and those injured were exempted from rent for five years.

It is hard to say whether the promise will be fulfilled in the future, but it was indeed made. The population of Jiangxi is enough to withstand a war of this level. Fifteen hundred thousand young and strong men are nothing. Not to mention the entire province of Jiangxi, even Nanchang Prefecture itself has no pressure.

Weapons are easy.

After all, Jiangxi is also one of the most important heavy industrial bases in the Ming Dynasty. Besides, Wuhu, south of Ruxukou, is the famous Sugang production area.

It’s still in time to make it now.

The Jiangxi militia, which was continuously deployed in the battlefield, had suffered more than 40,000 casualties so far, but they actually held off the Qing army and always controlled Chao County and Ruxukou. Although Hanshan was lost, Yang Wenjian, a Jinshi in the 16th year of Chongzhen, who defended Hanshan, was defeated with his entire army of 10,000 militiamen, causing considerable casualties to the Qing army.

He even killed Gushan, a Han soldier from the Eight Banners.

In this situation, once the Zhejiang militia landed and recaptured Hezhou, the Qing army would basically have only one option left: retreat.

Under the urging of the Eight Banners Manchurian Supervisory Corps, the Mongolian cavalry had to attack again.

But it still doesn't work.

Zheng Zunqian used the standard Queyue formation, using the chariot infantry of the Zhejiang militia to deploy a semicircular defense line to protect the dock at the landing point, supported by ships of ammunition at the back, and using thousands of the largest-sized banjiu guns with one tael and eight qian bullets to create a blockade. Anyone who entered the attack range would be hit by a bullet.

The Mongol cavalry was useless.

"The days when the Hu cavalry marched south are gone forever!"

Looking at the Mongolian cavalry being shot and the dead bodies scattered in front of the formation, he said with some pride.

Of course, these are just tentative.

Because immediately in front of the Qing army's formation, smoke rose from cannon fire.

The shells whizzed in.

"gun!"

Zheng Zunqian turned around and shouted without hesitation.

Behind him, among the warships crowded on the river, three giant warships that stood out like a crane among chickens opened their gun ports one by one, and then one by one, red cannons stretched out from inside. The next moment, flames began to spray continuously from the front, and the whistling of heavy artillery shells sounded above their heads. The volley of more than 50 heavy artillery also made the Qing army on the opposite side dumbfounded. Although these heavy artillery were actually only nine pounds, eighteen pounds, and the largest was only twenty-four pounds, the Qing army's cannons that could maneuver in the water network area were only two or three pounds!

Artillery shells powerful enough to collapse city walls kept falling into their formation, reaping the lives of the elite Manchu troops of the Eight Banners with terrifying kinetic energy.

"Enter!"

Zheng Zunqian shouted while holding the knife.

The chariots were pushed forward in formation by the soldiers.

Behind them, on the river, Zheng Chenggong, standing on the deck of a warship, waved his flag, and the three main warships under his feet and on his left and right continued to shoot at the Qing army on the shore. Under the cover of their cannons, Zheng Zunqian's militia kept moving forward, quickly closing the distance with the Qing army, and then one by one, the turtledove guns with one tael and eight qian bullets also sprayed flames at the chaotic Qing army...

(End of this chapter)