Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 41

Qiu Daorong sat in the government office and dispatched troops in an orderly manner.

In the hall, Cai Zhikui stood aside in an orderly manner.

It is not very accurate to say that, after all, the news released from the government office said that Cai Zhikui was dead, and he would stick to the government office until the last moment.

Cai Xiezhi, who is standing in the yamen now, is a teacher picked up by Qiu Daorong on the side of the road.

As for why it looks like Cai Zhifu, who died for the country not long ago, it is a coincidence, a pure coincidence!

Cai Zhikui also had his concerns.

At any rate, I am a descendant of the Cai family in Pingyang, with a family and a house, and my hometown has a vast area of ​​fertile land and hundreds of clan members.

Losing the city can only be regarded as incompetent at best, and with Wang Xiangyi as a pig teammate as a foil, the princes may treat his family members generously because they are also civil servants.

But once you cast yourself as a thief, the nature is different.

Yangyang Dashuo can accept a magistrate who has broken the city and died for the country, but he will definitely not accept a prefect who has been captured and surrendered to the enemy.

As long as the news of his betrayal spread, next year today will be the anniversary of the death of the Cai family.

In desperation, Cai Zhikui could only do this.

With this lord of a mansion as the inner ghost, the rebel army took over the granary and arsenal in the Yanzhou mansion without even encountering any decent resistance after eliminating the guard Wang Xiangyi.

All squares and cities are blocked, and residents are strictly prohibited from going to the streets, waiting for the government's announcement.

Summon aristocratic families, civil and military officials from all yamen to discuss matters, and if three hundred people can't beat the drums, let's try to see if someone from Qiu can use his sword.

Since ancient times, aristocratic families have always been ignorant, which side is stronger than others. Now that the Shenwei Battalion is in full swing, it is natural that few people who are not good-looking dare to touch Qiu Daorong's bad luck.

Furthermore, even if King Fu was defeated and died in the future, the emperor still wanted them to govern the country in the end.

After all, the law does not blame the public!
Is it possible that the Son of Heaven really dared to risk the displeasure of the world and slaughtered the rich and powerful families in this city?

Therefore, except for two or three courts where someone was an official, most of them honestly sent out their direct descendants to show their favor to Qiu Daorong.

For those stubborn and disregarded people, Qiu Daorong will no longer be polite to them.

Once the butcher's knife is raised, it's hard to put it down, killing people's heads rolling!
The trolleys that transported the corpses lined up one by one out of the city.

In the messy graves outside the city, the bodies of the sons who used to be well-clothed and well-fed, their clothes stripped clean, were buried together with the mud legs, and it was difficult to distinguish the noble from the humble.

Even if the wives and young ladies who do not touch the spring water with five fingers are lucky enough to survive, what awaits them is nothing but prostitutes and handmaidens.

Such a cruel method scared the aristocratic families who were about to make a move, and they all died down, not daring to have any other thoughts!
Of course, blindly acting cruelly is also the way to death.

Qiu Daorong was able to recruit and fight well, but to put it bluntly, he was no more than the Shenwei Battalion.

There is more than enough to attack and plunder, but not enough to defend.

Heeding Chen Qingzhi's suggestion, the father-in-law followed Shanruliu and chose to buy a batch and pull a batch.

Adopt a soft policy for the poor families who voluntarily surrender, reuse these poor children, and also give some of the business land in the hands of the unlucky ones who have been ransacked and exterminated, and give them some profits to form a new power class.

These people also knew in their hearts that all their glory and wealth came from Qiu Daorong.

In order to keep the hard-won wealth, he naturally worked even more desperately for the rebel army.

Seeing the sweetness of the inconspicuous poor families in the past, even some small and medium-sized families began to feel unstoppable. In less than half a day, more than one family had secretly contacted Qiu Daorong.

Qiu Daorong would not refuse any of these speculators.

But there is a condition, that is, each family must have an eldest son and grandson to join the army, and five internally trained side branches.

There are two advantages to doing this: firstly, there are direct descendants as hostages, which will make the aristocratic family be wary; secondly, it will weaken the strength of the aristocratic family, so that Qiu Daorong can completely control the city.

With the knife resting on his neck, no amount of calculation will help.

Either intimidation or temptation, Qiu Daorong soon had an extra team of more than 800 people.

More than 100 of them are the roots of various families, and Qiu Daorong will not be so stupid as to let them fight with real swords and guns.

What's the difference between this and enmity?
Of course, being willing to seek a way out in the military is another matter.

There were more than [-] people left, and Qiu Daorong handed them all over to Chen Qingzhi without even thinking about it.

After all, no matter how close brothers and sisters are, they might still be able to kiss their own daughter.

The young couple are like glue, even for the sake of Qiu Leyi's future, he has to promote his son-in-law.

And the first order Chen Qingzhi received after leading the army was to take this group of mobs to persuade the Qianwu soldiers stationed in Wulong Town to surrender.

As the only garrison guard within a hundred miles of Yanzhou Prefecture, Wulong Town had [-] elite troops at its peak.

It’s just that during the three hundred years of the dynasty, Wen Tian and Wu played, the generals who drank the blood of the soldiers drank the blood of the soldiers, and those who ate the empty salary paid the empty salary. Now there are actually less than 2000 Wulong Guards with a roster of [-].

Excluding the gate guards guarding Yanzhou Mansion, the camp of the guards at this moment is comparable to thousands of soldiers from the Mansion.

Not to mention one training every five days, one training every ten days, and being busy with farming on weekdays, one should be thankful to be able to practice once a month. What kind of combat capability does this kind of government soldiers have, only a few generals' personal soldiers are slightly better.

Besides, Wang Xiangyi, as the supreme commander of Wulong Guard, died in the city together with more than [-] personal soldiers, and the few servants under Deputy General Zhou Huan's men were left.

Therefore, Qiu Daorong asked this group of mobs to attack the government soldiers, not necessarily without the idea of ​​letting him make great contributions.

Knowing that leading this group of people who have never been in the army to fight is as difficult as going to the sky, Chen Qingzhi only made one request.

Five members of the same clan form a team, and choose a team leader. If a battle occurs during the period, the team leader will be the center of the battle.

One person escapes, and the whole group sits together.

Chen Qingzhi's idea is very simple, since they can't be well-trained in such a short period of time, it's better to change their thinking.

The children of aristocratic families, even if they are only side branches, have at least entered the threshold of internal training, not to mention how high their martial arts are.

Even in the peak period of Shuo Kingdom, an elite group composed entirely of internal martial arts practitioners would never exceed six battalions.

Naturally, Wuweiwei is not such a strong soldier. Relying on blood ties to let the children of the aristocratic family work together is the only way to maximize the strength of this group of people.

Anyway, the opponents are nothing more than crooked melons and jujubes, rookies pecking at each other, nothing more than that.

Just in case, Chen Qingzhi also brought dozens of small seals with him to serve as a supervisor.

More than half an hour later, when Chen Qingzhi held Wang Xiangyi's head and led a group of horsemen to the city, Zhou Huan just climbed down from the woman's belly and climbed up the tower in a panic.

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that King Fu rebelled, and Yanzhou Mansion, a century-old city, fell.

Looking at the dense torches that looked like swimming dragons, and Wang Xiangyi's deathly head in Chen Qingzhi's hands, the mighty general swallowed hard, thinking that heaven and man were at war.

I thought there was going to be a hard fight, but who would have expected that just after he shot Fu Wang's call to action on the city tower, he heard a heavy buzzing from the city gate for a long time, and Zhou Huan had already bound his hands with his own soldiers and surrendered to the city.

Without any effort, Chen Qingzhi took control of Wuwei Town.

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