Zhou Huiniang is a spirited woman and a very smart person. She can feel the difference between Zhu Jiajun. After thinking about it, she called Uncle Jiang and asked him to go out and help him inquire about it. Then he could explain it to her when he came back.
Confused.
Jiang San agreed, but he was also full of doubts. He had never seen a soldier who did not accept bribes. I wanted to see what was so great about the Zhu Jiajun!
After he left, it was not until the second watch that he came back out of breath.
Zhou Huiniang was anxious, "Third uncle, are you not in danger?"
"No." Jiang San immediately shook his head. He was covered in hot sweat and his head was steaming, but his expression was full of excitement and satisfaction.
"Girl, I came here with the rolling logs and stones, and I have been busy until now. I haven't worked happily for a long time, so comfortable!"
The little maid next to her yawned and said strangely: "Third uncle, how can you still enjoy working? Are you lying?"
"No, you don't understand!" Jiang San turned around and started chatting with Zhou Huiniang with a smile... It turned out that he went out to inquire about news, but there were soldiers standing guard at the street outside, how could he be allowed to run around.
Jiang San thought he would get nothing. At this time, someone came to recruit laborers. Jiang San took the initiative and followed a few soldiers to carry the stones.
The two sides started working and chatting casually. Gradually, Jiang San finally figured out a lot of things.
Why didn’t Zhu Jiajun accept bribes?
Is it true that all soldiers are honest Bao Gong?
In fact, there is a simple account here.
Zhu Yuanzhang divided the fields among the families of all the soldiers. Each of them had about ten acres of grain fields, twenty acres of circulation fields, and twenty or thirty acres of mulberry fields.
In addition, some people were allocated cattle and horses, and houses owned by landlords.
So many benefits fell on one person, at least a few hundred taels of silver!
Moreover, this is land and real estate, which can be passed on to future generations, unlike gold and silver, which are gone once they are spent. Who can’t tell which is more important?
If you are punished for corruption, have your property deprived of your property, and are expelled from the army, then everything will be over. You will become the laughing stock of every country in the country, a model of no future, and no one will marry anyone who has no wife.
You, if you have a wife, will just get divorced directly.
The risk is really too high. Except for a few confused people, who can’t figure it out?
"Girl, there is one more thing. I have also inquired clearly. There are indeed people in the army who act, but don't worry, they are definitely the innocent ones, just performing on stage. If they are in the army, such as Captain Wu, they are
Those who don't make any money just get a cup of tea and snacks. If they are hired from outside, they will be given a performance fee. The money comes from the military, so there will be no fraud at all. Those who are involved in juggling don't want it, and they are chased to send it over."
When Zhou Huiniang heard this, she frowned and showed a look of complete horror. Not only was she surprised, but the little maid next to her was also dumbfounded.
Even the legendary Yue Family Army is nothing more than this!
Is this Zhu Jiajun really so awesome? Are all of them reincarnations of Bodhisattvas?
Zhou Huiniang said thoughtfully: "Third uncle, isn't it a lie?"
Jiang San shook his head, "Girl, that's probably not the case. What's the use of them lying to me? And I can see that these young people are all very nice young men, and they still blush when they talk to me! I'm the only one now
Worry……"
"What are you worried about?" Zhou Huiniang asked in surprise.
Jiang San sighed: "They all speak kindly and politely. If we fight, if we can't defeat Yuan Tarzi, we will not be able to defend Liuhe!"
Jiang San was very worried. He was really worried about these soldiers whom he had known for less than a day. Zhou Huiniang saw this and was very frightened.
Her Third Uncle Jiang was not an ordinary coachman, but a man with a lot of stories. Zhou Huiniang didn't know the specific story.
But Jiang San was able to bring her out of the brothel, which shows that his ability is extraordinary. How many brothel girls have spent their whole lives looking forward to climbing out of the fire pit, but in the end they never did it until they died.
Being able to come out smoothly is a blessing.
Now we are encountering a war, but the soldiers and horses here are rare royal masters, so it is not too bad after all.
"By the way, Third Uncle, have you ever asked about Captain Wu? Is he really such a hero?"
Jiang San smiled and said, "Girl, I told you not to be angry! Bantou Wu is what he is called outside. He is in the army and just manages the troupe. He did catch Cheribuhua, but
Someone also gave me some advice. When we looked outside, we thought that Captain Wu was so great, but in the army, he was just an ordinary soldier."
When Zhou Huiniang heard this, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. Although she jumped out of the fire pit in a heartbeat, she didn't dare to believe anyone. Finally, there was a heroic opera singer who thought she could take refuge and seek shelter.
But now he tells you that he is nothing and may not be able to protect you. You can imagine Zhou Huiniang's frustration. It's really frustrating to have her halo shattered before she even meets her idol.
But Zhou Huiniang soon stopped thinking about this... The battle began!
The Yuan army first drove away the Han people and rushed towards Liuhe.
These people were all captured from nearby places, and there were two to three thousand of them.
They were wearing tattered clothes, some even went barefoot, and had purple-green frostbite on their limbs. Driven by the Yuan army, they came towards Liuhe at a loss.
They have no time to think about anything. They only know that if they can come back, they can get a piece of cake and live one more day.
As for longer-term things, it's too luxurious for them.
"These shameless dog Tatars! They were like this in Haozhou, and they are still like this here! Will they harm the people?" the young and energetic Geng Bingwen yelled.
His father Geng Junyong was much calmer, "It's useless to curse people. Tell the archers to target these people and beat me hard!"
Geng Bingwen was startled, and his father said fiercely: "Do you think I am willing? How could the Yuan army know that this move is useless if they don't beat me hard? If they keep sending civilians over, won't there be more casualties?"
Geng Bingwen was startled again, then gritted his teeth and turned around to give the order.
What else can be done? This is all imposed on everyone by Yuan Tatar.
The bows and arrows from the top of the city fell like raindrops, and in an instant, hundreds of people fell down.
Although for the regular army, bows and arrows are not lethal, but for these skinny people, without armor protection and with little vitality, they are fatal.
One person fell down one after another, and cruel death fell on them.
"Don't shoot arrows! We are our own people! We are our own people!"
Some people shouted at the city walls, hoping that the net would be opened.
But what awaited him was an even denser array of bows and arrows.
An arrow that came from nowhere penetrated his neck and fell directly to the ground. His eyes widened in disbelief: Why, why did you want to kill him? He is also a Han?
Finally, when the death toll exceeded a tolerable limit, the group of common people began to turn around and run towards the Yuan army.
The soldiers supervising the battle of the Yuan Army raised their machetes and chopped at the fleeing civilians, roaring and telling them to turn around and rush back. However, the bows and arrows behind them were still fierce.
The people were running for their lives, but finally a lucky person broke through the blockade and escaped back. The Yuan army behind saw it, but there was nothing they could do.
We can't kill all these people! We still have to use them to carry the food and supplies!
The civilians' strategy of storming the city failed, so the Yuan army had to gather its elite troops, carrying crude ladders, and rush towards Liuhe.
They still regard Liuhe as an insignificant town!
"Dad, you resist at the top of the city for a while, and the children rush out and kill them by surprise!"
Geng Junyong was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Good son, you really have some brains!
Defending a city never means cowering in the city, relying on the wall for protection, and shivering.
A real city defense battle is to make full use of one's own advantages, use strengths and avoid weaknesses, and do your best to wear down the enemy. Since the Yuan army is arrogant and rampant, then take advantage of their retreat, suddenly leave the city, and give them a hard blow!
Although it may not kill many enemies, it is definitely a great encouragement to the morale of the army.
Geng Junyong was very satisfied with his son's idea. He turned around and commanded the soldiers to resist desperately.
At this moment, the Yuan army had already laid out a path, and like ants, they rushed towards the city.
Liuhe is not a big city, and due to the long period of peace, there are not many defensive facilities outside the city. The Geng family and his son made temporary preparations, but did not complete much.
Therefore, the Yuan army easily reached the bottom of the city wall and erected a ladder.
But what comes next is not so easy.
Stones the size of watermelons fell like raindrops, with banging sounds from time to time, just like a ripe watermelon exploding, with bright red blood and white brains splashing to the ground.
The heavy rolling log required three or four people to carry it. Everyone worked hard together and rolled it down from the top of the city. Even the Yuan army on the side could not escape the blow.
The battle became more and more fierce. A group of Yuan soldiers climbed up the ladder and rushed towards the city wall with roars...
At this time, there were actually several Zhu Jiajun soldiers holding a large pot with wooden sticks. When they reached the crenel, they fell down with a loud noise!
Something like yellow porridge, exuding a stinky smell, was poured into the pot.
Suddenly there was a scream!
Several Yuan soldiers had their faces poured on them. He wiped them subconsciously, and a large piece of skin disappeared, revealing bright red flesh and blood. The golden juice boiled with excrement water was full of bacteria and dirt, and a large area of his skin was burned.
Even if you don't die for a while, you will definitely be infected when you go back, and even gods can't save you.
There are so many tricks in the small Liuhe, emerging one after another, which surprised the Yuan army outside.
After suffering huge losses, the remaining Yuan troops fled in panic.
At this moment, Geng Bingwen drew his sword.
"Brothers! Let me ask you, how are you doing now?"
"Okay! Great! In the past, we were worse than animals! Now we finally have human qualities!"
Geng Bingwen nodded, "Well said! Now the Tatars are here again. He wants to turn us back into beasts. Can you agree?"
"No! No!" the soldiers roared loudly with the same hatred.
"Okay! Follow me, big guy, and fight out!"
The city gate suddenly opened, and five hundred Zhu Jiajun rushed out quickly, like a dagger, stabbing the Yuan army in a panic. This was no longer a battle, but a massacre!
Geng Bingwen chased the Yuan army, stabbing them one by one, stepping on the corpses, and rushed forward.
Not only did the Yuan army fail to take down the small Liuhe in one fell swoop, but they lost their troops and generals. More than 500 lives were left behind at the foot of Liuhe City.
In one attack, Geng Bingwen killed more than 200 people. They all returned with blood all over their bodies and returned with great honors.
The people of Liuhe are as happy as the Chinese New Year!
Zhou Huiniang, who was staying at the inn, walked outside and listened carefully. The streets were full of cheers, "We win, we win!"
we won!
It turns out that in the hearts of these people, they and Zhu Jiajun are one.
It’s really an integration of military and civilians!
Zhou Huiniang turned around and went into the house. When she came out again, she had a pipa in her hand. Maybe she could do something...
