Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 45 He Jinchao has food, let's hurry up
The official military equipment makes it look like an official military at a glance.

But it's not actually an army.

How could He Jinzhao have the opportunity to collude with the government and the army?
It's just the horse clothing and equipment sponsored by the official army. From a distance, it looks like an official army.

Outsiders don't know it, so they think it's an official army.

The reputation of the Ming Dynasty's officers and soldiers is "prestige spread far and wide" for the common people and wealthy households!
Fan San's expression changed drastically, he never expected He Jinzhao to move so fast.

"Father, let's rush out."

"The cavalry that can defeat He Huchen's servants can be dealt with by you and me, the old and the weak, and the [-] guards at home?"

Fan Juren sat on the chair like an ant on a hot pan.

I regret that I should have sent all the young and strong to attack Ganquan County.

If the manor is young and strong enough, relying on high walls and food, it can withstand tens of thousands of troops and survive for several years.

No matter what elite officers and soldiers he is, they can't get in.

But now.

All is gone.

"Father, we burned all the food."

Fan San said fiercely, he would rather ruin it than give it to a lowly person like He Jinzhao.

"No." Fan Juren categorically refused: "We will hold him back with food."

"Before the news spreads, I will find someone to pretend to be you and rush out. I will send everyone away later and let them go."

Fan Juren said to his son: "Hide in the secret room, prepare enough water and food, wait until the bandits have retreated, then go and find Yang He, the governor of the three sides, and ask him to avenge your father."

"Father." Fan San knelt on the ground immediately: "When entering the secret room, it is always the father who enters the secret room. The child is incompetent, and the father is troubled."

"Get up." Fan Juren calmed down: "My son needs to survive and avenge me. Tell Hong Chengchou that my Fan family has a lot of food and grass, and ask him to come and get it quickly. Once he comes, He Jinzhao will undoubtedly die."

Fan San straightened out the logic during this period, and immediately knelt on the ground moved.

"Father."

"It's okay, maybe if I donate all my family wealth, he can spare my life, but I heard that you humiliated him many times, so don't show up."

Fan Juren heaved a long sigh of relief after finishing the arrangement.

As long as people are still there, the Fan family will eventually rise again.

Qingyang Mansion, Huanglong Mountain.

Many rebel leaders hid in the cave to enjoy the cool.

As for Li Zicheng, he didn't even have the chance to stand like a minion when he was eighteen that year.

He is not qualified to enter the cave to discuss matters.

"Chief Wang, the food in the army can last about two days, and the army of dogs outside the mountain is still mobilizing troops. Whether we are fighting or running, we need to make a decision as soon as possible."

Gao Yingxiang was dressed in a white robe and a white catty on his head. He was quite tall.

Although he urged Wang Jiayin to make a decision, he already had plans in mind.

I can't drag it any longer, I have to hurry up.

Otherwise, with people's hearts fluttering, as soon as the news spread that food and grass are running out, most people would flee or surrender.

After all, Yang He is also splitting their fighting spirit, saying that 100 million shi of grain from the capital is about to be transported to Shaanxi, and then they can get the food for the imperial court's life, and they are not pursuing your crimes.

The imperial court has prestige to the people at the bottom.

Therefore, deserters have occurred one after another in the past few days. Although the captured people were beheaded and hung on the flagpole, it did not help.

"Boss Wang, I thought I had to withdraw quickly, and I couldn't fight head-on with the officers and soldiers."

Zuo Guizi had a scar on his face, and he paused: "Although Hong Chengchou is a civil servant, he is fierce in his actions, and he will not let Zaimen go easily."

It was he who was beaten by Hong Chengchou and fled.

Everyone expressed their agreement with Zuo Guizi's opinion, that is, moisten it quickly, if you don't moisten it, you can only eat leaves.

Wang Jiayin looked at the people with different thoughts, and sure enough, the position of leader is not easy to do.

Facing Hong Chengchou's illustrious reputation, these people were afraid that they would be scared out of their wits, and they didn't dare to fight against him at all.

Wang Jiayin led his subordinates to fight Hong Chengchou for a few battles, but they won less and lost more, and the losses were not small.

Coupled with the fact that the army was running out of food, it was hard for him to insist on staying in the mountains.

He considered for a while: "Even if we are running, we can't just run around, at least we need to set a target."

"Yeah, where are we going? Can there be enough food for the army?"

As soon as Wang Jiayin finished speaking, he heard several answers.

Either run to Yan'an Mansion, where everyone is more familiar, and grab some big households.

Either go to Hanzhong, Shaanxi has suffered severe droughts one after another, and even the big landlords don't have much food left.

Only Luo Ru rolled his small eyes and never said a word.

It doesn't matter where you go, the important thing is to get food.

"You can't go to Hanzhong." Gao Yingxiang immediately vetoed the proposal:

"The road to Hanzhong is dangerous, Wang Daliang led thousands of troops to plunder the Hanzhong mansion last year.

As a result, in February of this year, Liu Yingyu, a soldier from Shangluo in Shaanxi Province, joined forces with the Wu Guofu Department of the Sichuan Army to encircle and suppress Hanzhong.

We waited for the rebel army to be defeated, and Wang Daliang was captured and killed.Except for more than 300 people who broke through and fled to Sichuan, the rest of the rebel soldiers were all slaughtered.

Now Hanzhong Mansion is heavily guarded, if we are followed by Hong Chengchou, we will have no way to escape. "

After listening to Gao Yingxiang's words, everyone nodded.

Although they didn't know the word "lessons learned from others' mistakes", after Wang Daliang's defeat, everyone turned off their fire and decided to go to Yan'an Mansion.

"Prince Wang." Buzhanni stood up, cupped his hands and said, "The spies I sent out just reported to me that there was a postman in Ganquan County, He Jinchao, who killed officials and rebelled, occupying Ganquan County.

He has agreed to join me. He provided information to let us go to the Fan Family Manor in Ganquan County. The grain piles there are moldy. Once our army arrives and besieges the Fan Family, the grain will be replenished. "

"Oh?"

Wang Jiayin's eyes lit up, he never thought that someone would kill an official and rebel again.

Although in recent days, the rebels suffered heavy losses.

But the officials forced the people to rebel, and more and more people joined the rebel army.

Gao Yingxiang remembered the postman He Jinchao. He used to trade horses for a living, so he spent some money to live in the posthouse. Maybe he had seen him before.

"Don't hesitate, Chief Wang, it's time to make a decision!"

There was a slight embarrassment on Buzhanmu's face. Although he was brought up by Wang Jiayin, he also had his own team.

"Then let's have a full meal today and rush to Ganquan County overnight."

Wang Jiayin didn't talk nonsense, since someone offered to donate food, he should hurry up to get it.

The insurgents are stepping up their preparations.

Outside Huanglong Mountain.

The camp of the Ming army was stationed, but there was a clear distinction.

The elite soldiers are in full body armor, with clear swords and swords, and they have vitality when they look at them.

There were also many soldiers, without armor or even swords, with disheveled faces, who looked like soldiers from the guards, and were ordered by Hong Chengchou to transport food.

Anyway, it's hard to find a civilian husband.

Hong Chengchou is hurrying up to get ready to destroy this group of rogues, and now he finally learned from the mouth of the defecting thieves that this group of rogues does not have a few days of military food.

That's either preparing to run, or preparing to fight to the death.

Hong Chengchou looked at the map and blurted out: "They want to run."

(End of this chapter)