Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 850 Grief
(After thinking about it, I still need to add a chapter about the people of Yangcheng to make the story fuller. If you don’t want to read it, you can skip it.)
Time: May 5st, a quarter past one in the morning, that is, around 31:[-].

Location: Outside Yangcheng, in an area at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain.

"He Juren is here, He Juren is here, everyone is listening to his command~"

"Master He, I will do whatever you say~"

"Mr. He, you are so majestic today~"

When all kinds of names and words fell in his ears, He Yucheng struggled to move among the crowd.

At this moment, he felt indescribably high-spirited.

You must know that his family was poor since he was a child, and his parents relied on helping out with work, which gave him the opportunity to study in a private school.

Because compared with his peers, he was also exceptionally hard-working and promising; in the 22nd year of Jiaqing, he was selected as a scholar when he was only 17 years old.

From now on, the family no longer has to bear the burden, and I can teach in the countryside while continuing to study on my own.

In the 11th year of Daoguang's reign, that is, ten years ago, he finally gained the title of Juren.

Maybe in Yangcheng, his status as a Juren is nothing, but in many surrounding villages, he has a famous name.

This is also the fundamental reason why the above-mentioned rural elders used many different titles such as Juren, Master, and Sir when addressing him.

Since the Yin people invaded last year, He Yucheng has been organizing team training at the Huaiqingshe School in his hometown to prepare for the safety of the whole party.

Yesterday, there were so many villagers participating in Niulangang in Sanyuanli. It can be said that He Yucheng's help in running and liaison played a key reason.

In fact, when he first fought with these Yin people yesterday, He Yucheng was also unsure.

After all, these Yin people had strong guns and powerful guns, and their muskets were much sharper than the few shotguns they had. The tens of thousands of imperial troops, under the command of General Jingni, were all defeated.

It's just that the Yin people have done all kinds of evil in their hometown, how can they just sit back and watch?Just bite the bullet and fight.

Fortunately, God was kind, and at the critical moment it rained heavily, which wet all the Yin people's gunpowder, and the sharp musket became no better than a fire stick.

In the end, a total of 53 Yin Ren and foreign devils were killed, and an unknown number of people were injured.

As for today, facing more sinister people?He Yucheng's confidence became even stronger.

Because now he was standing behind a small mound and could see a scene like this:
Eighteen to nine hundred Yin people surrounded the forts in all directions; at least [-] people and regiments outside surrounded these Yin people in a weatherproof place.

Cannons were set up one after another, and various types of shotguns were loaded with lead bullets, iron sand, etc.

Even today, there is another bright sun in the sky, and the sharp guns in the hands of the Yin people can be used again.

However, facing a large circle of people all around, the Yin army did not dare to have the slightest intention of shooting or setting off cannons, for fear of angering them, so many people would swarm them.

Of course, He Yucheng and others did not intend to let the villagers swarm them.

Because these Yin people's guns are indeed powerful, and they can definitely win if they really charge forward, but I don't know how many people will be killed or injured before they can do it.

So they had already agreed to surround these Yin people for ten days and a half, starving and trapping them to death.

After thinking about this, He Yucheng was not only high-spirited, but also had unspeakable expectations.

The imperial court's tens of thousands of troops spent countless money and food and suffered heavy casualties, but they saw that even Yangcheng was about to be defeated by the Yin people.

In such a crisis, he led a group of elders to defeat the Yin people. Wouldn't that astonishing achievement be able to resist the enemy? From now on, he would be able to live in the emperor's heart, and it would no longer be an extravagant hope to become a marquis or prime minister?

However, when He Yucheng was in high spirits, he was not without any worries.

Especially when he turned his eyes, he accidentally saw the four-sided fort on Panlonggang, and thought of the people in Xuange Camp above who claimed to be descendants of the flower-growing family and were definitely not young people.

Unlike many rural people who cannot read a single Chinese character, He Yucheng loved reading since he was a child and read many banned books.

Naturally, we also know how powerful, rich, and glorious the country on this land was in the Han, Tang, and even Ming dynasties.

Their kind of prosperous age is the real prosperous age.

This is not the prosperous period during the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, when many people did not starve to death due to high-yield crops such as imported sweet potatoes.

After all, even the Ming Dynasty, despite Da Qing's various smears, still couldn't cover up the fact that the emperor guarded the country, the king died for the country, and never ceded territory to seek peace or marriage.

And before and after Daqing entered the customs, more than 200 million of our compatriots died under their swords?Therefore, He Yucheng felt an instinctive affinity and admiration for the tough men of Xuan Ge Camp on the Sifang Fort.

The question is, what can he do in the current environment?

He dared to lead the villagers to fight against the Qing people and foreign devils, but he did not dare to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. He even wanted to sell his skills to the imperial family of Aixinjueluo.

"Hey! Don't think too much about the Han, Tang, Ming, and Zhengshuo of the Han family.

To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of success or failure; as long as the current sages and sages are the same and the court treats the people of the world equally, it doesn't really matter whether they are Manchu or Han. "

In the end, He Yucheng reluctantly convinced himself with such a reason.

He said he was reluctant, but he actually knew that the emperor was not a saint, and a court with millions of people eating hard-core crops could not treat everyone equally.

It was just for the sake of personal and family destiny that he should not think about it.

Among the people outside Yangcheng today, He Yucheng is definitely not the only one who has such thoughts...

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Because the Yin army was afraid of the opponent's staggering numbers, and the people were afraid of the sharp guns of the Yin people, the two sides entered a stalemate.

If this situation continues to develop, it will naturally benefit the people.

But at this moment, Daqing's royal relatives and senior officials in Yangcheng came to do their tricks.

When the time came, He Yucheng was looking at the movements of the sinister party who was hiding in the camp from a distance and did not dare to come out at all.

Suddenly, someone called his number softly in his ear: "Brother Zhuo Shi, Brother Zhuo Shi~"

At this somewhat familiar voice, He Yucheng could have just turned his head and glanced.

He discovered that it was Yu Baochun, the magistrate of Yangcheng, a fourth-grade master who usually stood high in front of him. After changing into casual clothes, he was greeting him cordially from about ten steps away.

Seeing that the other party was not wearing official uniform, He Yucheng realized that the other party was probably deliberately concealing his identity.

Immediately, after calling the other party over, he waved away the people around him.

Then he lowered his voice and said hello: "Master Yu, you are here lightly. What's the matter?"

"Of course it's a good thing. The three adults, Yi Shan, Yang Fang, and Long Wen, heard that you defeated the Yin people yesterday, but they were overjoyed and jointly reported to the court that they would reward you with a sixth-grade military merit."

Yu Baochun started talking with a smile.

Hearing such a statement, He Yucheng suddenly felt ecstatic.

But before he could say a string of words like "Quanai Yishan, Yang Fang, Longwen and other adults planned well, and Magistrate Yu commanded well, we were lucky enough to win this game."

Then Yu Baochun said again:
“However, when I came here this time, I still brought some orders from several adults.

Brother Zhuo Shi, how about you retreat with a group of fellow villagers first, wait until the Yin people have wiped out all the rebels on the Sifang Fort, and then come back to surround them? "

Hearing such a sentence, He Yucheng quickly refused:

"Sir, this is absolutely impossible."

Although he is a scholar, his understanding of the military journey is indeed quite limited; he also knows the principle of making great efforts, then failing, and finally exhausting himself.

If we lead the villagers to retreat now, their hearts will be scattered. Will they be able to gather together in the future?
Besides, the Yin people are not fools. After suffering a big loss, how could there be another chance to be besieged by them again?

However, at this moment, Yu Baochun finally revealed his true face. Although his face was still full of smiles, his tone was sinister and vicious:

"He Yucheng, you have to think clearly.

Since the imperial court can give you fame, it can also take it away. If you offend Master Yishan and the others, even though the world is so big, where else can a family like your He family go? "

At this moment, Yu Baochun showed it very clearly that I can't deal with yin people, and I can't deal with your face either.

At this moment, He Yucheng felt inexplicably sad and angry.

But he only knew that after all, his arms could not twist his thighs; no matter how frustrating this matter was, he was afraid that he would still have to take people away according to the ideas of these adults.

Fortunately, Hu Biao and the others had already anticipated all the above and had corresponding plans...

(End of this chapter)