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Chapter 271 Why Fight

Lu Xiangsheng nodded after hearing this, turned around and ordered the servants around him to organize a team of 800 people.

It didn't take long for Minzhuang to assemble.

Eight hundred people, holding the reins of war horses, stood on the horse's head and formed two large square formations, facing Marquis Zhongxing.

The cold wind of early spring was blowing, but no one scratched or stamped their feet, no one whispered to each other, they all stood quietly, only the war horses occasionally snorted and snorted white air.

Many of them had seen that after the assassins who assassinated Hou Zhongxing were dealt with, the white-poled cavalry began to leave the group and go in different directions. This must mean that something big was about to happen, and this realization made them slightly nervous.

Zhong Jinwei stood on the high ground in front of the phalanx, accompanied by Lu Xiangsheng and Yan Yingyuan on the left and right. Below the high ground stood Lu Xiangsheng's servants, who were also the little leaders of these minzhuangs, lined up neatly in a row, facing the eight hundred minzhuangs.

For the purpose of sound transmission.

Zhong Jinwei looked at the Minzhuangs in the two square formations in front of him. They were all tall, strong, and dignified men from the Ming Dynasty.

He glanced briefly, and then said with all his strength: "We live in the land of the Ming Dynasty. We follow the teachings of the saints. Men are uncles and brothers, and women are aunts and sisters. Although we live in poverty and wealth,

But there is also bitterness and sweetness. When I come home after a day’s work, the greetings from my wife and children, and the nagging from my parents are all a sign of family affection.”

After Zhong Jinwei said this, he paused and let Lu Xiangsheng's servants spread his words in unison, resounding at the foot of the mountain.[

The furthest Minzhuang could hear the words of Marquis Zhongxing. Although they could no longer see the face of Marquis Zhongxing, they were looking in that direction seriously. They were a little surprised and didn't know why Marquis Zhongxing mentioned these things at this time.

"But what good things have they done since the rise of the Jianlu? Or maybe you just heard about it before and thought it was far away. Just listen to it like a story."

"Now, along the way, we have seen how many villages were massacred by the Jianlu, and how many of our uncles, brothers, aunts and sisters were brutally killed by the Jianlu. You have all seen it, right? Do you still think that the brutal Jianlu

Does it only exist in a distant story?"

As Zhong Jinwei's words spread word by word, Babai Minzhuang thought of the tragic situation he saw on the road, and his face gradually showed anger.

Although they were unhappy in the Ming Dynasty and complained dissatisfied with the social reality, at least they could live a stable life and still had the right to complain.

But the remains they saw in the villages they visited before did not indict the atrocities committed by the local Jianlu. They told them that if they encountered Jianlu, they would not even have the basic right to survive.

"I tell you, now the Jianlu are slaughtering the people of Yongping City again. There are hundreds of thousands of people in this city, which is more than all the villages we have seen on the road combined. Those people will be massacred by the Jianlu and become

The bodies we saw on the road."

The hands of some people who were not holding the reins of their war horses clenched into fists, these damn Jianlu!

"Now, these rebels are about to escape. They killed people and set fires in the pass, and they are about to leave. If we don't teach these captives a lesson and beat them severely, we will make them think that the pass is

If they come and leave when they want, one day, after they have harmed the capital, they will go to other places, including Damingfu. Will you let the tragedy of the people in the capital happen to your hometown?"

"Never!" The men of Daming Mansion roared in reply to Zhong Jinwei. They had never realized so clearly as now that the cruelty of Jianlu would probably come to their own fathers and fellow villagers. Many Minzhuang thought about it and clenched their fists.

Veins appeared on the back of his hands.

Zhong Jinwei looked at the angry faces below and secretly praised "man". Then he continued: "I have sent people to inform Mr. Sun Chengzong and asked him to send troops to Yongping as soon as possible to rescue the people of Yongping and give Jian the captives a chance.

A harsh lesson, but Jianlu probably ran away before the army arrived. We happened to be on the way Jianlu fled north, and now there is a pass where we can stop these bastards of jackals. Should we stop it?

bar?"

"Stop!" the eight hundred people shouted in unison.

The atmosphere at the scene affected Yu Haijing and the others who were talking quietly on the side. Li Laosi could no longer hear what Yu Haijing said. His blood boiling heart was completely focused on Zhong Jinwei who was standing on the high ground, listening to Zhongxing Hou speak.

Yu Haijing also had mixed emotions while listening to Zhongxing Hou's speech and talking about Fan Yongdou and other traitors. The miserable situation of the old mother and sister appeared in her mind from time to time, so she said the wrong thing several times.

Fortunately, Gu Baichuan knew the importance of the matter and reminded Yu Haijing several times, so that he could correct the mistake and continue talking.[

Zhong Jinwei encouraged these Minzhuangs, and at the same time Minzhuang's anger also infected him, and his blood began to surge, and he secretly said in his heart that Jianlu must be taught a severe lesson.

"I am here not to tell you that when the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible. What I want to tell you is that for the sake of the fathers and villagers, brothers and sisters, wives, children, and children in my hometown, and for the sake of other people in the Ming Dynasty, they will no longer be harmed by the imperialists.

, we must give the Jianlu a harsh lesson. Are you willing to join me in stopping the Jianlu and let Master Sun lead the troops to teach these Jianlu a painful lesson?"

"Yes!" The roar of the eight hundred people still did not disappoint Zhong Jinwei.

"I have an obligation to remind everyone that the eight hundred of us have to rely on the terrain to block the attacks of more than 7,000 Jianlu, who are jumping over the wall. Life or death is uncertain. You are still willing to do your best, even use your own lives to stop Jianlu and give Jianlu

Do you want me to teach you a harsh lesson so that my fellow villagers in my hometown will no longer be harmed by the rebels?"

There was no hesitation at all. Eight hundred people were all men. How could they let the folks in their hometown end up like the corpses they saw. Together they shouted the answer to Zhong Jinwei: "Yes!"

The roars one after another affected the war horses held by Minzhuang, making them feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. Many horses raised their front hooves and made "咴咴" sounds, as if to signal their owners to sit on their backs and charge to kill.

enemy.

Zhong Jinwei looked at this scene and felt a sense of pride filling his heart. There are so many good men, what's the matter with more than 7,000 captives, they can come whenever they want, I will stop these bastards until my death.

He stood up straight, imitating the posture of standing at attention in later generations, solemnly faced the Eight Hundred Minzhuang, and saluted from left to right, reaching out and cupping his fists.

When the people saw him, they followed Zhong Jinwei's gaze in a wave shape and clasped their fists in return. No one spoke, and the man's communication was all in silence.

After the ceremony, Zhong Jinwei looked at Lu Xiangsheng to see what he had to say.

Lu Xiangsheng was impressed by Zhong Jinwei before he finished speaking.

I didn't expect that Marquis Zhongxing could say such a thing. Even though he always considered himself a calm person, he was so excited by what Marquis Zhongxing said that he wanted to kill the captives and avenge the people. There was even a moment when Lu Xiangsheng felt that he had to do it.

These matters are not matters to share your worries, but matters related to the safety of your loved ones.

The tall man from Yixing, Changzhou blushed slightly and shook his head at Zhong Jinwei, indicating that he had nothing to say.

Therefore, Zhong Jinwei faced the Eight Hundred Minzhuang again and asked them to make preparations and set off immediately.

Then Zhong Jinwei walked up to Yu Haijing and Gu Baichuan and said: "There is no time anymore. Let's take what we say. Yu Haijing has to discuss the matter of pretending to be a prisoner and sneaking into the prison."

Time was passing. In order to seize and then defend Lengkou before the Jianlu army arrived, Yu Haijing had to interrupt his story to Gu Baichuan.

Several people clasped their fists and saluted Zhong Jinwei. Among them, Li Laosi also said to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Marquis, do you want to go with you to kill the slave?"

Zhong Jinwei looked at him and said with a serious expression, "Was what I said before was in vain?"

Seeing Mr. Hou's face darken, Li Laosi did not dare to ask for more. In his heart, after listening to Zhong Jinwei's words, he wanted to kill the slaves. He felt that it was more straightforward to investigate the traitors than to kill the slaves.

Now that Zhong Jinwei had once again denied his request to fight, he could only hold back his breath and vowed in his heart that he would let Jianlu's accomplices get their retribution.

Zhong Jinwei said to Gu Baichuan: "I won't say anything more. We will set off soon. You can pack your things and set off. Take care along the way."

Gu Baichuan suddenly knelt down on one knee, leaned up and said to Zhong Jinwei: "Please take care of yourself, Lord Marquis, and we will continue to protect you when you come back."

When the other attendants saw this, they all followed Gu Baichuan's example and knelt on one knee: "Please take care of yourself, Lord Marquis!"


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