"Yes, Commander Zong! The Han people are so cruel, we can't bear it anymore!"
"Commander Zong, lead us to occupy the county seat and seize food!"
In front of a huge stone platform in the mountains, thousands of Shanyue people in ragged clothes holding dung forks, hoes, sticks and kitchen knives were in a passionate mood, with greedy eyes shining in their eyes, clamoring to kill them and go down the mountain.
Changsun Chong pursed his lips and looked at these half-clothed "savages" with disdain.
Such a ragtag group of people dared to challenge the Tang Dynasty soldiers and dreamed of becoming kings everywhere? No wonder that every few years, this group of Shanyue people and Liao people launched a riot, and they would be quickly quelled. Shanyue was wiped out. The mission of a military officer is every military general’s favorite job. There is no danger, it is accomplished immediately, and the same feat is obtained for nothing. Who wouldn’t rush to get it? I just don’t know which military commander will take advantage this time...
But these are not within the scope of Changsun Chong's consideration.
The failure of these Shanyue people is doomed. For such a group of bandits who are not even small soldiers and crab generals, facing the strong and powerful soldiers of the Tang Dynasty is like a mantis trying to use a chariot, a mayfly shaking a tree. It is only a matter of time before they are destroyed.
Changsun Chong just wanted these losers to use lightning speed to kill Fang Jun who was staying in Niuzhuji and avenge himself. The rest of the things had nothing to do with him.
He couldn't help but look at Wu Duohai who was standing on the stone platform.
It is undeniable that this guy's strong physique is indeed eye-catching, especially when he is standing high on the stone platform with a commanding and majestic momentum, which can make the mountain people in the audience worship him and suddenly give him endless confidence!
Wu Duohai raised his strong arms high and shouted: "The Han people are so cruel that we and other mountain people have no food to eat and no clothing to cover our bodies! Our cultivated land has been seized, our mountains and forests have been seized, if we continue to be weak , one day our women will be snatched away, and our children will become slaves! We Shanyue people have grown up in this mountain for generations. This is a gift given to us by God, and no one can take it away from us! Now the Han people have occupied our mountains, destroyed our water veins, and threatened our homeland, what should we do?"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Okay! Sure enough, they are the descendants of Peng Shi, Zu Lang, and Yan Baihu! We once occupied the entire Wu land, and this is our home! However, we lost Wu County, Kuaiji, and Danyang, and now we can only struggle We live in such poor mountains and rivers, and watch the Han people enjoy themselves in our homeland! Can we bear it?"
"Can't bear it!"
"Can't bear it!"
"Okay!" Wu Duohai saw that his morale had reached its peak. He also knew that it would be exhausted again and again, so he shouted: "Now, let us kill Cuiluo Mountain and kill the Han people who have occupied our mountains and rivers. Skin and bones, behead the owl! Then capture Gushu City, capture Danyang County, capture Niuzhuji, we will make the territory our king, and we will never allow the Han people to oppress us again!"
Changsun Chong curled his lips...
There is no doubt that Wu Duohai, the commander-in-chief of Shanyue Zong, is worthy of being the most outstanding leader of the Shanyue people. His father was annihilated by Zhang Shigui during the last rebellion in the eighth year of Zhenguan. Most of the Shanyue people who followed him at that time were killed by Zhang Shigui. It is said that At that time, the water of the Yangtze River was dyed red. After this battle, the Shanyue people were devastated and retreated to the mountains. The imperial army had no choice but to deal with these Shanyue people who had lived in the deep mountains and old forests for generations.
Therefore, Wu Duohai asked Dong Mingyue, whose father was killed in that riot, to lurk into Chang'an and wait for an opportunity to assassinate his archenemy Zhang Shigui, but failed.
But Wu Duohai had no vision and could not see the situation clearly.
Today's Tang Dynasty is more than twice as powerful as it was in the eight years of Zhenguan. The army marches east and west, conquers south and north, and is invincible. It is the time when the country's power is at its peak and the army is strong. If Wu Duohai just brought his own people After burning, killing and looting for a while, they retreated to the mountains and forests. There might still be a chance of success. After all, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were very resistant to entering the mountains to suppress bandits. The casualties were too high and the gains were not worth the losses.
But if you want to cede territory and become king, that is simply a dream!
Is this Wu Duohai stupid?
It doesn’t look like it no matter how you look at it…
Changsun Chong's thoughts were swirling, and there was always a trace of doubt lingering in his mind.
Especially Dong Mingzhu!
How could a descendant of the Shanyue people have such an artistic name? Most importantly, why did this girl who grew up in the mountains have the upbringing and etiquette of a lady?
There's something fishy...
The swearing-in meeting of the Shanyue people was grand and intense. A group of barbarians were waiting to go down the mountain to rob the Han people's food, Han people's cities, and Han people's women... But Changsun Chong was in a daze here, and the guard behind him said curiously: "Da Lang is here What are you thinking about?"
Changsun Chong waved his hand to tell him to shut up.
No matter what kind of secrets the Shanyue people hide, Changsun Chong intends to take care of it. He doesn't have much curiosity. The only goal now is to kill Fang Jun with the help of the Shanyue people and then leave quietly.
He doesn't want to keep getting mixed up with the Shanyue people. Maybe one day he will be surrounded by the Tang Dynasty troops and slaughtered like animals!
Wu Duohai on the stone platform raised his arms and shouted: "Now, let us recreate the glory of our ancestors and let the Han people see that we Shanyue people are the strongest, bravest and fearless warriors in the world! Shanyue people, kill them!" "
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Shanyue people were so stimulated by Wu Duohai that their pupils were filled with blood, and they almost lost their minds. They turned around and held various weapons in their hands. Howling, they rushed down the hillside, rushed out of the dense forest, and rushed to the township market! There was something they had already coveted. They want to take back all the wealth, women, and food. If they can't take it back, they will kill them all!
Changsun Chong was shocked.
Although he looked down on these barbaric Shanyue people from the bottom of his heart, Changsun Chong could not admit that what a cruel and tragic scene this gang of shameless and murderous Shanyue people would bring when they rushed down the mountain and rushed into the Han people's city!
Isn't it... that I'm a bit unscrupulous?
"Master Changsun, we Shanyue people are the most brave and good at fighting. We will definitely help you kill Fang Jun. I hope you won't break your promise when your wish comes true!"
Wu Duohai came to Changsun Chong at some point. His tall and burly figure was like an iron tower, giving Changsun Chong a great sense of oppression.
Taking a deep breath, the eldest grandson said decisively: "Absolutely not! He has united the family forces. As long as he defeats the warships in Niuzhuji, Fang Jun will be like a turtle in a urn and capture the iron factory without any effort! As long as he kills He If I get Fang Jun, I will definitely help Zong Shuai cede territory and become king and unify Jiangnan!"
Wu Duohai let out a burst of eardrum-shaking laughter, patted Changsun Chong's thin shoulder with his big hand, nodded and said: "Okay! I naturally believe in Master Changsun's promise. Now let's go straight to Cuiluo Mountain and take a look at that house. How could Jun be cut into pieces under the swords of the Shanyue warriors!"
"Haha, that's exactly what I want, please!"
"please!"
Wu Duohai strode down the mountain.
Changsun Chong grinned and rubbed his shoulder, which was almost broken by Wu Duohai's slap. He cursed silently in his heart and led his guards to follow him down the mountain.
*****
The iron-smelting furnace emitted billowing smoke mixed with sparks, and red molten iron flowed out from the gate below the iron-smelting furnace. The soldiers watching the excitement by the furnace burst into cheers.
Almost all families keep secrets about iron-making, and they will never let these servant-like generals watch. Now Fang Jun did not shy away from letting them watch the entire iron-making process. This is a kind of
What kind of trust?
A strong sense of identity emerged from the hearts of the soldiers.
Everyone is not stupid. Their slave status was destroyed by their masters and they joined the navy's "stormtroopers" and re-signed a five-year military service contract. This means that within five years from now on, they will be Fang Jun.
people.
If Fang Jun wants them to live, they will fight; if he wants them to die, they must die!
This is the slavery system of the Tang Dynasty. Although I don’t understand what this military service contract is about, I guess it is no different from the previous slave status. But it is still a sacrifice of life, and Fang Jun did it more authentically!
Food and salary are distributed every month, you can get a share of the spoils of war, and all property belongs to you personally... This is simply a blessing like pie in the sky!
Anyway, everyone’s life is as low as a dog. Who is selling it to?
If you sell it to Fang Jun, you can not only get the same merit as a regular soldier, but also have money to share. Even if you die in battle, the whole family can live a better and more stable life.
This life is worth...
While they were cheering loudly, smoke and dust were everywhere at the foot of the mountain.