Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 117 The second friendly exchange between the government and the people

In order to attack the city this time, Hong Chengchou was able to go down with a drum, because he was well prepared.

He Jinzhao's method of defending the city has been dealt with in advance.

"Captain, this time the official army is coming in a menacing way, so don't underestimate it."

Gao Yigong looked at the arrangement of the officers and soldiers, lined up step by step, and at the same time pushed out many civilians in front of the army formation.

These people not only have to dig trenches, but also put the soil dug out of the trenches into sacks and throw them into the moat to pave the way for the army behind to attack.

These civilian husbands don't even wear armor.

Of course, it would be even better if their bodies could also be dumped in the moat.

Hong Chengchou is so cruel to people, human life is worthless in his eyes.

Watching the officers and soldiers driving the people to fill the moat without sticking to the mud, he couldn't help but sigh:
"It's still ruthless to use people in the army."

He thought his people would be cannon fodder, and he was also prepared.

Unexpectedly, the cannon fodder were those civilian men who built camps, transported food, and dug trenches.

These people are consumables in Hong Chengchou's eyes.

There are no civilian husbands, and some are forcibly recruited.

Anyway, the civil uprising in Shaanxi, who can tell whether the people here are He Jinzhao's township party or not!
Since there is no way to identify them, let them do something to be loyal to the Ming court to prove their loyalty to the Ming Dynasty.

In Hong Chengchou's view, this move is a win-win!

dong dong dong.

The drums sounded.

The civilian husbands charged forward with sacks on their backs, as long as they made one back and forth, they were lucky enough to survive.

Who wouldn't want to live under the threat of the officers and soldiers?
Standing on the city wall, He Jinzhao looked at the "consumables" outside the city, and ordered:
"Tell people outside the city.

If anyone dares to step over that pillar with a sack on his back, don't blame me for not thinking of nostalgia, and he will be killed without mercy. "

"Yes."

There were bursts of shouts from the city wall, threatening those civilian husbands.

These days, whoever is weak really has nowhere to reason.

Buzhanmu also sighed with emotion; "He Jinzhao is also a ruthless man, worthy of being the head coach of the 80 uprising army in Shaanxi."

Liu Minyue saw that he was surrounded by his own people, and said, "Brother, do you think He Jinzhao can guard Ganquan County?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so." Liu Minyue pointed at the surrounding officers and soldiers: "These dog officers and soldiers chased us and hammered them. They are not easy to deal with."

"Don't talk about dog officers in the future, now you and I are officers too." Buzhanni scolded.

"Understood, brother." Liu Minyue was speechless.

Zuo Hangzi looked at the mud and said, "Do you think He Jinzhao can keep the Ganquan?"

"I think he can." Buzhanmu didn't hide his thoughts.

If he knew that He Jinzhao was not dead, Gao Yingxiang would also be happy in Shaanxi, growing bigger and bigger.

No matter what I say, I will never get on the thief boat of Zuo Guazi!

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it now.

"Are you underestimating the combat power of the officers and soldiers, and overestimating He Jinzhao?"

As an insurgent army that was often blasted by Hong Chengchou, and the beginning of Hong Chengchou's fame in Shaanxi was to step on Zuo Huazi's head.

He was really scared of being beaten by Hong Chengchou, so he chose to surrender to the army.

"Let's see."

Unstick mud is not willing to argue on this matter.

The horn of attack stopped, and a large number of officers and soldiers used knives and guns to drive the peasants carrying sacks towards the city wall.

Besieged on all sides.

The peasants rushed towards the moat of Ganquan County with sacks on their backs, hoping that He Jinzhao would not shoot arrows for the sake of his fellow villagers!
Archery is enough for people like civilian husbands who carry heavy loads on their backs and are completely unarmored.

He Jinzhao watched as the group of people ran with all their strength, or were stabbed to death by the officers and soldiers as a means of threatening.

"Cross the line?"

Hearing He Jinzhao's inquiry, Gao Yigong nodded: "Returning to the captain, they have crossed the line."

"Blow the whistle and prepare to shoot the arrow."

"Yes."

The beeping whistle sounded.

Suddenly, a crop of sharp arrows shot out from the city wall.

The crows rushed down the city.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The arrows were shot on the ground, or penetrated into the body of the civilian husband.

For a moment, it was like a huge wave hitting a rock.

Many peasants fell to the ground and began to groan.

More people's husbands were so frightened that they lay on the spot, curled up, and opened their hands.

There were also cruel civilian husbands who continued to rush forward with sacks on their shoulders.

Such a desperate person was naturally hit hard.

For a time, the battlefield was filled with the screams of the peasants.

Can the officers and soldiers kill you?
I can't kill it?
What kind of fucking cognition is this!
He Jinzhao didn't show mercy at all, he just wanted to tell them through blood that helping the officers and soldiers deal with me was also a dead end.

Hong Chengchou, who was hiding in the crowd watching the battle, shook his head.

The civilian husband is simply unreliable.

But anyway, it caused some troubles for He Jinzhao.

"These folks are useless, so careless, they are He Jinzhao's accomplices at first sight."

Liu Guangsheng, the governor of Shaanxi, determined the sex of these civilian husbands.

Who made it impossible for them to prove that they were loyal to Daming, since they couldn't prove it, then they were traitors.

This is beyond doubt.

"It doesn't matter, at least the lives of these people are used to consume the arrows of the defenders in the city."

Hong Chengchou didn't care whether these "disposable consumables" were dead or alive.

"I don't believe that He Jinzhao has craftsmen in his hands."

Hong Chengchou didn't believe it, He Jinzhao would organize craftsmen to make arrows.

Once the weapons used by soldiers are damaged, they must be repaired at any time.

This is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for carelessness.

Besides, where did He Jinzhao come from as a craftsman?

Hong Chengchou was unaware of the transaction between He Jinchao and He Huchen, the general of Ningxia.

Because the fire gun has not yet appeared!

He Huchen, the commander in chief of Ningxia, was speechless when he heard Hong Chengchou's words.

Where are you now?
The killer's trump card hasn't been leaked yet!
Although the officers and soldiers are coming in menacingly, except for the two supreme governors, they feel that this battle must be won.

Most of the remaining generals were not optimistic about the attack.

There were also civilian husbands who were lucky enough to survive the mission and finally escaped back, lying on the ground panting.

He looked at the fallen people, and the wounded who were lingering and even crawling outside the battlefield.

I can't stop being grateful!

If there is another round, they will definitely die under the city.

No one can guarantee that they will be able to escape from Lord Yama for the second time.

The officers and soldiers did not urge them again, but waited for the civilian husbands who had fled back to carry their sacks on their backs and charge forward again.

"My lord, I just threw the sack into the moat."

He tried his best to explain to the officers and soldiers who drove him away with whips that he was different from those civilian men who fled back halfway.

Because the adults have an order, as long as you send it back once, you can live.

Snapped.

Only the indifferent whip answered him.

"How dare you lie to your grandpa, you are looking for death!" Guan Jun ignored him and urged him to carry the sack.

(End of this chapter)