Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 224

In the night, the utter silence of the night seems to swallow the whole world, the silence is terrifying, but upon closer inspection, the night is not as quiet as it appears on the surface, a group of black shadows are holding knives and leading the same dark horses, quietly Walking forward, except for the occasional kicking sound of horseshoes, this group of cavalry is like the ghost soldiers in the ghost palace.

"Shuai Qu! The cavalry of Gezuo's Fifth Battalion has arrived. King Zuojin, Ge Liyan personally led the team! They have arrived in the dense forest eight miles outside Xinkou Village!"

After all, Cao Cao is a coward. When he heard about the robbing of the city, he was so excited that he jumped so high that he wanted to lead the team himself. Shouting with excitement, Song Qingshu snorted contemptuously.

But when he turned his head, Song Qingshu put on a sad face again, and shouted sadly at the brightly lit and clean tent that was set up right behind the barracks.

"Ladies, are you alright?"

"Hurry up! You men are so impatient, why are you rushing?"

Before crossing, I never experienced the feeling of waiting for my girlfriend to put on makeup downstairs, but now Song Qingshu has experienced it, and sadly turned two more circles, Song Qingshu said helplessly to Little Luobo: "Go and send a message to the big leader Ge Liyan, let, let He waits..."

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Most of the bonfire on the head of Xinzhou City was extinguished at this time, and the veteran gatekeeper in his 50s leaned on the tower in a daze. I don't know how many holes there are. When the cold wind blows, it goes straight to the back of the spine, and the cold veteran holds the rusted gun even tighter in a daze.

With a slap on the back of his head, the old soldier woke up trembling, hurriedly saluted sadly, and said with a mournful face, "My lord, I don't dare!"

"Dare you, uncle! Look, what is that?"

The same 50-year-old old man pointed down angrily. The sleepy veteran was completely awake. He quickly lay down under the city wall and looked around. A dozen lights like will-o'-the-wisps came into view.

"Isn't this a ghost?" After watching for a long time, the old soldier turned his head and said tremblingly, causing the old man to slap him again, and cursed: "Damn you!"

"Under there, who is it? If you don't say anything, you'll shoot!"

"Don't, don't shoot arrows, officials, don't shoot arrows, we are two peoples, from Yuanping! Our master is Sun Chuanting, the former magistrate of Taigu County, Mr. Sun, and there is an urgent military situation to report!"

"The imperial court rules, do not open the door at night! What's the matter, let's talk about it!" The ordinary households shouted vigilantly, although Xinzhou temporarily bid farewell to the war, but the war is not far away, and a group of knights came here at this time is too strange, who Do you know if they are humans or ghosts?
"No! The military situation is urgent! I must meet Mr. Zhao, the prefect of Xinzhou, immediately! I beg you to be more accommodating!" The people below shouted again, but just halfway through speaking, the arrogant scholar-looking fellow riding a horse suddenly hit him with a torch On his face, he yelled loudly at the head of the city.

"See my face clearly, can I look like a bad guy?"

Daji is still good-looking these days, and I have harmed countless old men. I took a hard look at the scholar with a three-point beard, and the ordinary household would open their mouths to swear if they were angry, but this kung fu seemed to be Knowing that brushing his face failed, the arrogant and cold man with a three-point beard yelled helplessly again.

"That's it! I will hand you my official status and official uniform in a basket, and you will hand it over to your prefect. The military situation is urgent, and you can't afford to delay it. How about letting him decide whether to open the door?"

The official with a three-point beard and a pretentious appearance made sense. After hesitating for a while, the old Baihu finally nodded.

A big soil basket was lowered slowly along the city wall, filled with things and then pulled back, holding the things, the old hundred households did not send them over immediately, but opened the official book by themselves first, and read After looking twice, he dragged the sleepy veteran over.

"Old Liu, do you see what is written on it?"

"Boss, how can I read? Aren't you embarrassing me? Where's Zhao Pingzi? Didn't he say he went to a private school?"

The incident happened so suddenly that the patrols on the top of the city were startled, and they surrounded them curiously, and even called the guards next to the city gate to go up to the tower. It took a long time for a soldier who could barely read identified.

"What is written on it seems to be Sun Chuanting. He used to be a county magistrate in Taigu County, and what kind of official was he in the capital? This is an official!"

"Really? Then I will send it to the Yamen. If it is a fake master who gets angry, I will take you as the top!"

"Then, little one, let's take a closer look!"

Hearing the threat of his own hundred households, under the watchful eyes of a large group of patrol soldiers, the literate soldier said sadly again.

When the top of the city was bustling with activity, no one noticed that a dozen or so dark shadowy figures sprinted to the bottom of the city gate like a mouse in the blacksmith shop streets next to the city gate. Stepping up the human ladder, a few balls of yellow whistling things were pasted on the hinges of the city gate that had been through for an unknown number of years.

"Old man, this is absolutely true. That man surnamed Sun is really a Beijing official!" I don't know how many times the official status has been passed on, but a sensible person confirmed it by pointing at something, but the ordinary household who listened He shouted angrily, "It's not big or small. In the army, if you want to call me an adult, there are no grandparents here."

"Yes, old man! Next time I will call you old man again, it will be struck by lightning!"

The literate little Sun Tzu Bing hadn't finished speaking, but when he heard several loud bangs, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground trembling.

"Oh my god! Does this really count?"

Holding the official certificate, the old Baihu was also stunned, until the second thunder and the third thunder came from under his feet one after another, and then he screamed like killing a chicken.

"Thunder! The city gate, look at the city gate!"

Unfortunately, it was too late at this time, the two iron-clad Xinzhou North City Gates were completely dismantled from the gate opening, and the heavy city gates creaked and slammed heavily on the ground.

The knight in front was just to attract the defenders' attention, the real killer move was the spies that Song Qingshu had sent people to infiltrate the city a few days ago.

To be honest, this trick has been used badly by Jurchen. Kaiyuan, Tieling, Liaoyang, Shenyang, and a series of heavy cities in Liaodong were almost all attacked by Nurhachi spies. Unfortunately, in this era, the quality of the Ming army has declined sharply. No matter how many times I tried it, I was still not satisfied.

The interrogation at the gate of the city is strict, and gunpowder is never allowed to enter the city, but the soldiers who are yellow gunpowder don’t know each other, so they sneak into the city with the burden of the ramen master, and then buy some caustic soda at the grocery store in the city, and Song Qingshu’s mines are ready. The spies who got in burned the bag and synthesized the acid and alkali one by one, and all the six city gate shafts were blown down.

"The value of this gunpowder flower! The begging army! Charge!"

Staring at the open gate, Song Qingshu yelled with great excitement. Following his yell, in an instant, like a magician, the dead darkness outside the city suddenly lit up, countless torches were ignited almost instantly, countless The figure of the cavalry suddenly appeared under the city gate.

Just now, they hadn't woken up from the shock of the city gate being destroyed, but the defenders on the top of the city were stunned by this scene again, seeing the torrent of fire cavalry shouting like a flood that broke an embankment from the gap in the city gate. The crowd rushed into Xinzhou City, and the common people sat on the ground limply.

"Xinzhou, it's over!"

The defense of Xinzhou city is not weak. The city is ten meters high, surrounded by towers, and there are no less than fifty cannons at the city gate. Vulnerable.

There were about 3000 soldiers in Xinzhou. More than [-] were killed by Luo Rucai's tiger and leopard riders in the First Battle of Hutuo River. The rest were taken to the front line of Lubanzhai by Zhao Qing, who made military exploits. Old pawns, the rushing cavalry encountered almost no resistance during the rampage. Many patrols saw the Peasant Army cavalry immediately took off their clothes and ran away, and the rest were captured in their sleep. Two cups of tea By then, Xinzhou had changed hands.

"Do you remember my master?"

At the gate of the city, the defenders of the north gate who had given up resistance were all escorted out of the city. Sun Chuanting rode arrogantly on his horse, with his eyes upturned, and said with a smile of the victor who was full of pretense.

"I told you a long time ago that there is an emergency military situation, you don't believe it!"

Raising his head, that arrogant face, pale skin, and haughty temperament pierced Baihu's eyes like needles.

"I'm so young that I don't know Mount Tai, so I ask Mr. Sun to lift it up..."

"Push it down and kill them all!"

He waved his hands extremely coldly, as if more than a hundred human lives were not worth mentioning, Sun Chuanting immediately got on his horse and entered the city arrogantly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant, the ordinary households shouted furiously: "**** The traitor of the ****, you will die badly, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Amidst a lot of cursing and yelling, the peasant army who broke into Xinzhou was extremely cruel and detained hundreds of defenders at the south gate of the city. They slashed down with gleaming knives. In just a few minutes, the crater a few meters deep was completely destroyed. Mostly filled.

Feeling a sharp pain in his back, the old man immediately fell into the pit. Then, his grandson's body pressed hard on his wound again, grinning his teeth in pain. He bit his mouth tightly.

In the city, the government office.

Looking at the box with a few knives, the dazzling silver light has been reflected back. Even if Ge Liyan is nearsighted, the tens of thousands of taels of silver are still clearly reflected in his eyes, not only the silver, but also the mountains of grain piled up in the official warehouse. , The weapons and armor accumulated over the years all stirred the violently beating heart of Gregory, King Zuojin.

But Song Qingshu was not satisfied, he only took a glance, and quickly returned to the city gate. At this time, Xinzhou City was completely immersed in a nightmare. On the city gate, looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the cold wind, all the violence in Song Qingshu's chest burst out in an instant, and he drew out his knife and pointed forward.

"Burn me!"

(End of this chapter)