Han Zuo Gaomen

Chapter 365 Kill Without Amnesty
The military incidents have spread, and the farming and mulberry fields have been ruined, but people are alive, and food and clothing are inevitable.

Compared with other counties and counties, although Qu'a was less affected by the disaster, there are still few people to be found in the countryside. Many cottages have been dilapidated, and ditches and fields have long been flooded by weeds.The only ones that are still relatively well preserved are the manors of the big families in the village. Even the rebels dare not bully them too much.

Living together in the countryside, these families often open their manors to accept the villagers affected by the disaster, which can not only increase the reputation of the countryside by being kind to others, but also gather more manpower to better protect their homes.But these people also have to eat and drink after entering the manor, and they also have to consume, so they can't just sit and eat.

Therefore, these villagers were also organized to plant some short-harvest crops nearby the manor, and seize the time to carry out some fishing, hunting, farming and firewood production to supplement the consumption in the manor.

The rainy season fell as scheduled, which improved the mood of the villagers who had suffered from the military disaster. For these people, it is a matter of life and death not to miss the farming work.Therefore, in the pattering rain, there are many farmers in the fields near the manor weeding and plowing the land, preparing for plowing and sowing.

This day was nothing unusual compared to the past. An old farmer who broke his leg while fleeing for refuge snuggled up on the ridge of the field and pulled weeds with his hands. The land, the image of heavy grains growing all over the ground in a few months can't help appearing in my mind, and a smile burst out from the bones on the face that is as rough as pines and cypresses but also as tough.

There are not many young men in the manor, and women are the main force in farming. The young and strong women are holding Shenlang plows that have been spread all over the Jiangdong, and they are plowing while the soil is wet. Broke out of the ground.When it clears up, let it be exposed to the scorching sun for a few days to dry the roots of the grass and kill the insect eggs. After several times of leveling, the canals can be used to irrigate and sow the seeds.Although the tight face is not very beautiful and fair, it has a kind of vitality with an earthy smell, which is naturally a different kind of beauty.

Older people, including some children, either carried bamboo baskets on their shoulders or waists, and sprinkled green manure mixed with livestock manure and plant ash on the plowed land. On the one hand, burn the grass seeds to death.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Hurry back to the village!"

A shrill shout came from a distance, breaking this peaceful scene.The young men who were in charge of watching the security posts in all directions beat gongs and drums to warn, while dragging bamboo spears and galloping down from the high hills!And behind them, there are already many birds that were disturbed and flew into the sky against the rain, lingering in the low altitude.

Hearing the warning sound, the faces of the farmers in the fields changed completely. The women wiped the rainwater from their faces, turned their heads and picked up the plow and ran back and forth a few steps, holding the crying child under their armpits, and started walking. Then he ran to the manor.Those old and young also grabbed the field tools at hand and ran wildly one by one.

The old farmer with a broken leg also stood up with a bamboo stick, but his hands were covered with muddy water, and the bamboo stick was exceptionally smooth. After trying several times, he fell headfirst into the field!He opened his mouth helplessly, crawled to the side of the road with his hands and feet, and finally stood up under the support of a woman, but after walking a few steps, he pushed the woman away and pointed to the place where he was abandoned in a panic. A plow beside the road shouted: "Don't worry about the old slave, put the plow on your back and run!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick up the plow and carried it on her shoulder, then turned around and went to help the old farmer again.At this time, a large number of soldiers in uniform with ferocious faces and the breath of death have broken through the rain and rushed here!

"Run... run!"

Howling, the old farmer swung his bamboo stick to beat the woman who was leaning towards him, but his body fell down again due to losing his balance!
Seeing this scene, the woman's eyes were filled with fear, she wiped her cheeks with tears or rain, gritted her teeth, turned around and ran away.

Soon, there was only the old farmer left nearby. He was half lying on the muddy road, his eyes were blurred and out of focus, and he was spraying muddy air from his mouth. Bamboo stick.

The chaotic footsteps of the rebels were getting closer and closer, but the old farmer had a dreamy smile on his face. The bamboo stick in his hand suddenly touched the ground, and his whole body seemed to burst out of infinite strength and jumped straight from the mud.

"Dog thief, I will fight with you..."

The old farmer snarled and stomped on the ground with one leg, swung his bamboo stick high and smashed it at the rebel soldiers who were less than a foot away from him.However, his bamboo staff was still more than a foot away from the soldier, and a long spear slanting in had pierced his ribs!With a flick of the gun body, the old farmer's emaciated body was thrown into the ditch beside the road like a rotten piece of wood. The blood gushing out of the blood hole in his ribs quickly mixed with the mud. The whole person was lifeless, only the pair Eyes are still open angrily!

"unlucky!"

A soldier of the rebel army passed by here, felt uncomfortable by those dead eyes, swung a knife, chopped off his head and stepped into the mud, and then returned to the team and continued to rush towards the manor under the urging of his companions.

The scale of the manor is not small, but the facilities used for military defense are really simple.The two turrets used as arrow towers were crumbling in the rain because too many Zhuang Ding rushed up, but the lethality of the arrows shot by those bamboo bows, which were barely hunting, was so poor that the attacking rebels didn't even have to lift their hands. Shield, nearly half of those weak arrows have been pulled away from their original trajectory by the wind and rain. Even if there are sporadic shots into the enemy's formation, they are all swept away by knives and guns.

The rebels climbed over the fence, some carried lumber and slammed into the fence of the gate, and some simply jumped up, like hungry wolves plunging into a flock of sheep, viciously tearing apart the already fragile line of defense. A hole for more companions to rush in.

The battle lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and hundreds of rebels had rushed into the manor, wiping out all resistance forces.The remaining daring people in the manor either lay down on the ground, or crouched between the houses with their heads in their arms, not daring to look at the ferocious rebels whose bodies were covered in blood that couldn't be washed away by rain.

Not long after, the owner's family of the manor was pulled out, more than [-] or [-] people, old and young, were surrounded by the rebel army tremblingly.

"No matter what kind of family your family is, I will not talk nonsense with you. Take my people to the granary and money storehouse. I only tell you once. Do you want to live or die?"

A leader of the rebel army with a scar on his forehead walked up, his expression and tone were cold.

"You, you thieves..."

puff!
After a muffled sound, the head of the furious manor owner had been chopped off.The leader of the chaos army shook the blood off the blade, and his eyes fell on the others.

"I'll take you there, I..."

A young man stepped forward and spoke tremblingly, but before he could finish speaking, his chest was pierced by the blade of a gun!
"Go and go, too much nonsense!"

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Zhang Jian is crazy!

After receiving this military report, Shen Zhezi was instantly detonated with anger.A few days ago, there was another change in the rebel Zhang Jian's department. Most of them broke up into parts to avoid the surveillance of the Dongyang Army of the Silent Department. Looting, wherever it goes, no chicken or dog will be left behind!

This is no longer a question of whether to rebel or not, but a massacre of civilians!
As soon as Shen Zhezi received the battle report, Shen Zhezi couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately picked up more than [-] people from the two armies, all of whom were under his control, and went straight to Qu'a!At this moment, he no longer considered the question of whether he could recruit Zhang Jian. Such a heinous crime, even if Zhang Jian had a talent for seeking the country, he would accept and kill him!
Before leaving, Shen Zhezi sent a letter to Tao Kan, asking him to temporarily take over the defense of Stone City, Yu Tiao to enter Taicheng, and let Shen Mo lead the Dongyang Army to meet him, so that Dayeguan is ready to support him at any time.

After two days of rapid travel, more than a thousand elite forwards under Shen Zhezi's department, including Longxi soldiers, had arrived at the bank of Lianhu Lake, and soon encountered a battle.

The battle took place in a manor near the mountains in the northeast of Qu'a. The owner of this manor was surnamed He, and because he had supplied goods to Nanyuan, he had a close relationship with Shen Zhezi.Originally, this manor was surrounded by mountains and rivers, with excellent scenery, but now it is devastated.When Shen Zhezi and the others arrived, some of the more than [-] rebels looted the manor, while the other scattered around the manor to hunt down and kill the fleeing people.

As soon as Shen Zhezi's troops appeared outside the manor, the rebels became alert, but instead of fleeing, they accelerated their pursuit.It wasn't until Shen Zhezi gave the order to attack that the rebels gathered together, and then one of the army leaders rushed out of the dilapidated manor and shouted from a distance: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Wei, who was coerced by the rebels, has now left the rebels and has been waiting for Wang Shi for a long time!"

"Let him come here!"

Shen Zhezi got off his horse, stood outside the manor, and motioned for the leader of the rebel army to come up.

The army was about 40 years old in the first year. When he saw Shen Zhezi, instead of panicking, his face showed a look of surprise. He threw himself on the ground and howled dryly: "It turns out that the son-in-law is here, which is really great! The son-in-law doesn't recognize him." Old slave? This old slave was originally a member of the Ji Mansion, when the former lord conferred scriptures on his son-in-law, this old slave was also fortunate enough to watch the ceremony..."

When Shen Zhezi heard this, he couldn't help being taken aback, but when he saw the tragic scene of the dead body in the manor, his face sank again, and he frowned and said, "Since the former guards have left the rebel army, why attack the villagers?"

The army leader was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then he said in a loud voice: "The owner of this village is a thieves, and he is suspected of being a traitor. The old slave destroyed the village and killed the thief, because he wanted to take the crime and make meritorious service..."

"Is that so?"

As those rebels withdrew from the village, their pockets were bulging, which showed that they had gained a lot.Shen Zhezi took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "This Mr. Zhuang He is my old friend, is he still there? I want to personally interrogate him for the crime of treason!"

Hearing this, the head of the army trembled his shoulders, and there was already cold sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Shen Zhezi, but said in a trembling voice: "Forgive me, son-in-law... We are originally a good family of the old guard. Forced to rebel, it's hard to justify yourself... It's really difficult for the sons and daughters to return to a good family in the future, so they can only make a little money while the situation is uncertain, and there is room for self-redemption or settlement in the future... If, If you know about the son-in-law and this manor...we will never dare to act presumptuously! Please forgive me, my son-in-law!"

"Get up."

Shen Zhezi said in a concentrated voice, the army leader knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy one after another, and then slowly got up.Shen Zhezi signaled his soldiers to hand him a spear, he subconsciously took it, and soon saw Shen Zhezi swinging his sword!

"Dog thief dare to assassinate! Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

Shen Zhezi probably understood Zhang Jian's intentions by now. Zhang Jian's troops were very centrifugal, and it was difficult for a large number of guards to surrender.So Shen Zhezi was relieved to throw off Zhang Jian and counterattack Gyeonggi, because in his opinion, as long as the news of Gyeonggi's recovery came, Zhang Jian's troops would collapse without a fight.

However, people's hearts are sinister, and the guards will not be used by Zhang Jian, and they may not be used for money. All Zhong Suwei dared to burn down his home Nanyuan for the sake of wealth. dare not!In this way, the destructive power caused by these guards is even greater than that under Zhang Jian's control!

And most of these guards are from Danyang Township. On the one hand, they are familiar with the situation in the village, but on the other hand, they have scruples. Every time they commit evil deeds, they must be killed to hide their sins!
"The rangers scattered out of the Tongchuan countryside. Those who have not arrived at the Qu'a County Office within two days from the guards will be wiped out by the rebels, and they will be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)