Vow to die at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 133 Escape ([-])

On the official road to Xinyang, Sun Zhi galloped away with dozens of his men.On horseback, his heart felt like a knife was piercing him.When they came, the spears were like forests, the flags were flying, and the high morale went straight to the sky.But now?With only dozens of confidantes, they fled in a hurry like bereaved dogs.

What if he fled back to Xinyang?Is it possible to hold the base?
As for the strength of the Second Battalion, Sun Zhi already knew that it was the strength of the outside world.Even before the war, the Second Battalion, with more than [-] troops, seemed to be strong and strong, but it was just a matter of holding on.From the outside, Sun Zhi's Second Battalion was the most beautiful among the three dispatched battalions, even more powerful than the headquarters.In addition to occupying nearly half of Runing Mansion in Henan Province, it also took down half of Huangzhou Mansion in Hubei Province, with forces spanning Henan and Hubei.

It's just that I know that the expansion of the territory means that I will face more enemies.Under the instigation of those traitorous landlords, many ignorant villagers chose to fight against the security groups. They smashed the farmers' associations, killed the farmers' guards, killed members of the Women's Salvation Association, and even the Youth League and Children's League. The means are cruel and outrageous.Therefore, no matter how many villages Sun Zhi occupied, he would not be able to mobilize all the power of the villages.

Now that the strength of the Second Battalion has been reduced by nearly half, I am afraid that the original situation of the confrontation will change.The site of the Second Battalion will usher in a full-scale counterattack by those traitorous landlords.Every security guard had expected this kind of situation, because the road they chose to fight the landlord was a difficult road.

This world is not so much the world of the royal literati as it is the world of the landlords.It's just that there are too many landlords and their power is too scattered, so they are ruled by the court.As the old saying goes, the world is ruled by those who win the hearts of the people, but the hearts of the people actually refer to the loyalty of the landlords.Landlords want money, food, food, and people. The Tartars killed these landlords and got their support, so they will be able to secure the world.

In fact, it is unwise to fight against the landlords. In the era of cultural popularization and backwardness, scholars were either family members of the landlords or received funding from the landlords. Ordinary people had no right to speak at all, and the landlords were the spokespersons of the local people.But the security group had to fight against the landlords. In the eyes of the landlords, the new security group was no different from bandits, and even worse than bandits.When the bandits entered the village, they wanted money and food, but the security team not only asked for money and food, but also worked hard for them.How can this be tolerated?

However, the development of the Security Corps requires a lot of money, food and manpower. Being poor, they can only attack those landlords who are rich and have low defense capabilities.Traitors are just an excuse, interests are fundamental.

Stealing people's money is like killing their parents, but digging people's roots is even more of an eternal hatred!After distributing the land of the landlords to the poor, the landlord class went crazy!Except for the landlords who were optimistic about the prospects of the security group and decided to speculate in it, everyone else hated the security group.Under the network of contacts accumulated by these landlords for several generations or even more than a dozen generations, the villages under the control of the security regiment were constantly attacked.Gradually, without the help of the Tazi government, even the forces spontaneously organized by the landlords can deal with the security team.Of course, the power of the landlords' organization is already at its limit. If it develops and expands, the tartars will tell these landlords who owns the world with their knives.

Therefore, now that the strength of the Second Battalion has been reduced by nearly half, those bases will no longer be able to be maintained, and the forces will be fully contracted, and even transferred in.

In the past three years of tossing, the territory under the control of the Second Battalion has been fought almost every ten days, and it is already depleted and barren.Instead of fighting against a powerful enemy here, it is better to jump out and go to a place where the Tartars are weak to re-establish a base.

Thinking of this, Sun Zhi said to Tang Dewu beside him.

"Take ten brothers to Huangzhou Mansion, find the horse training officer, and tell him to seize the time to gather the troops of Huangzhou Mansion, and all retreat to Xinyang. I will wait for him in Xinyang."

"This?" Tang Dewu was puzzled.

"The Tatars are powerful, and the base of Huangzhou Mansion will definitely not be able to be kept now. It is better to give up voluntarily than to be driven away by the Tartars. Tell Ma Lin to implement the Sanguang policy. Capture all the Ding Zhuang in Huangzhou Mansion! Take all the money and food Burn the farmhouses to the ground! Don't leave a blade of grass to the tartars!" Sun Zhi shouted sharply.

"Yes!" Although Tang Dewu didn't agree with the battalion commander's order, he thought it was too cruel to the people who had always supported him. It was foreseeable that countless families would be torn apart after doing so.But Tang Dewu still carried out the order, because as a soldier, obedience is his bounden duty.

Sun Zhi believes that in front of the enemy, a little kindness is cruel to himself.If they just gave up Huangzhou Prefecture and did nothing else, then the tartars would definitely re-occupy Huangzhou Prefecture, then use the money and food from Huangzhou Prefecture to arm the young men of Huangzhou Prefecture, and then attack their old lair, Xinyang.Therefore, he has to take the first step.He doesn't care even if such behavior will cause thousands of people to criticize and scold him.The head of the group said that history is written by the victors. As long as the security group wins, no one will mention the dark side of the past.

Two days later, Ma Lin, who received the order, implemented Sun Zhi's Sanguang policy without hesitation.

In an instant, the base of the Second Battalion in Huangzhou Prefecture became a hell on earth.The whole family of villagers cried bitterly and were dragged out of the house where their ancestors lived for generations. Some struggled endlessly and collapsed on the ground, and were finally carried out.Even though my house is built of mud and straw, even if the house shakes in the wind and it rains, it leaks, even though the walls of the house are damp and cold, but this is my home!With this house, the home is still there, without this house, the home is gone, and only the homeless are left.

Even though the villagers were so sad, the regiments of the Second Battalion did not stop at all. With Ma Lin personally sitting in the town, each executing squadron quickly completed the task, and then covered the entire village with thatch.As a result, the villagers who were driven out of their homes could only stand outside the village and watch helplessly as their ancestral houses were burned in the fire.This burned not only the foundation of their lives, but also the hope for the future.From then on, they will become refugees and live a life of ups and downs.

The villagers held tightly the only money and food in the family, their eyes were filled with tears, and they cursed in their hearts, but they dared not really say it.There were already a few old people who refused to leave their homes and turned to scolding the group members, and they were burned with the fire.The security team said that they wanted to be traitors, and they stayed because they wanted to shave their hair and change clothes to pay food and taxes to the Tartars. These people who have forgotten their ancestors will have no face to meet their underground ancestors after they die.This made the villagers extremely fearful. Firstly, they were afraid that they would also be burned to death, and secondly, they also felt that if they died like this and returned to the ground, they might really have no face to meet their ancestors.In the end, the tenacious endurance inherited from their ancestors made them choose to obey the words of the security team and leave the hometown where they were born.

A few days later, when the Tartars in Huangzhou Prefecture got the news and sent troops, what they saw was scorched earth and hundreds of miles away.

(End of this chapter)