That night, Wang Shun was elected as the leader of the new village. He immediately contacted several nearby villages that were oppressed and wanted to resist.
Fang Xian also helped secretly, pretending to be a ghost.
In the end, the six strongholds formed an alliance through bloodshed, killed officials and swore an oath, and jointly rebelled against the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The night is hazy.
In ancient times, it was difficult to transmit information, and alliances between copycats were formed quickly.
Moreover, even if there is a leak, the county will probably treat it as a joke, and at most they will order to guard the city gate.
A group of mountain people secretly descended from the mountain. They were carrying bows and arrows and holding hunting forks. There were only two to three hundred in number.
Fang Xian followed secretly, looking at this scene and shaking his head.
In ancient times, there was a limit to how many people could be accommodated in a village, usually hundreds of people, including dozens of adults who could fight.
Even if six cottages unite, they can barely make up such a rabble.
Not only was the equipment sparse, but more importantly, there was no iron armor.
If it encounters a wave of arrows, it will probably collapse.
Not to mention, ancient cities relied on city walls for defense. As long as they defended carefully and did not have ten times the number of troops or prepared for a long-term siege, it would be difficult to capture them.
If you think about it, you will know that in the face of such a rabble, the county magistrate in the city had Da Zhou behind him, so he opened the door and surrendered in a fool's errand, and he would not surrender until the end.
This is also for the sake of his family's wealth and life. No matter whether he is stupid or honest, he must make this choice.
According to Fang Xian's observation, few of the mountain people really wanted to attack the county town.
It was all just with the intention of going down the mountain to catch some of the big players nearby and then running away.
After all, it is common for mountain people to work as farmers when they are busy and as bandits when they are not working.
In this era, sometimes it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad. They are all just for survival, nothing more.
'But I'm pretty sure that if they go to attack the county town...as soon as they are discovered, a wave of arrows will rain down from the city, and they will collapse...'
Fang Xian looked at Wang Shun.
At this time, Wang Shun was wearing a bright red cloak and forcing a smile.
How could he not know this, but the county had to fight.
Not to mention that he still has family members who need to be rescued, but the mountain people and villagers who follow him are mostly skeptical at this time.
Even if you are passionate for a moment, when you get over it, you may retreat or betray.
We must take advantage of this moment to do something big together and keep them close to us, so that we can be safe.
Ordinary mountain people who plunder villages around the county can still be considered bandits.
And attacking the county seat is a rebellion!
These are two different concepts, and they completely eliminate everyone's options.
Wang Shun is not afraid of this, because his escape route is long gone.
At this time, he led the men and horses to the outside of the city gate, and his hands gradually tightened.
…
'Wang Shun only has this chance. If he fails, he will never have another chance...'
Fang Xian understood this very well.
So he came to the edge of the city wall.
The wall is not high, only a few feet, so it can be climbed easily.
"who?"
Several gatekeepers were drowsy when they saw a white ape rushing towards them. They immediately felt a little confused and thought they were dreaming.
The next moment, Fang Xian used his fists and kicks to disperse the group of gatekeepers and opened the city gate.
"The city gate is open!"
"The city gate is open!"
When Wang Shun saw this, his eyes brightened, and he stood up and said: "Several village owners, the city's wealth, women, and arsenal are all here, why don't you come with me to get them?"
How come the village owners don't know that the county is rich? It's just that it's usually protected by a city wall and can't be penetrated.
At this moment, God-given opportunity came, and his eyes were a little red: "Let's go, let's go together, grab money, food, and women!"
Immediately howling, a group of people rushed towards the open city gate.
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County government.
At this time, the Yamen has long been closed, and the magistrate of Dazheng County, named Liao Qingchen, is sleeping soundly in his bedroom.
Suddenly, I heard a lot of noise outside and a knock on the door.
"what happened?"
He frowned, put on his clothes, took off his shoes and went out.
"Sir... something bad is happening!"
As soon as the door was opened, a government official crawled in and said, "Bandits have invaded the city! They are attacking the county government office!"
"What?"
Liao Qingchen's face turned pale: "How is it possible? Who is the gangster?"
"It seems that the people from Baimao Village and several other cottages have joined forces... Master, what should we do?"
The yamen servant said with a sad face.
"Damn it... Could it be that the official went to catch the criminal and forced the village to rebel?"
Liao Zhixian felt a little regretful at this time, but he was more angry: "Where are the county captains? Where are the county soldiers? Where did they all die?"
There are still hundreds of county soldiers in a county, no matter how small they are, and their equipment is much better than that of the mountain people.
"Those mountain people are very evil. They invited a white ape to help them. The county captain died in the battle. The county soldiers were scattered. Now the thieves are plundering the county..."
Another official came back and knelt down to report.
"Damn..."
Liao Zhixian's forehead was full of sweat: "Fortunately, the county government office is closed tightly, and we can still hold on... By tomorrow, the thieves will retreat... My officer, my officer... Why is my life so miserable!"
It was clearly a peaceful and prosperous time, how could there be rebels who captured the county?
He really couldn't bear such a big sin, and when he thought about it, he almost burst into tears.
boom!
At this time, a loud noise was heard from the Yamen, followed immediately by the cheers of the mountain people.
"Sir, it's not good, the yamen has been broken down! It's a monster, the white ape monster rushed in..."
There was a panic inside the county government office, and everyone ran away for their lives.
Magistrate Liao didn't panic at this time. He came to the back of the hall and looked around: "That's it, that's all, this is my destiny..."
He threw the cloth belt onto the beam and prepared to hang himself from the beam.
The county magistrate has the responsibility of guarding the land. If he died here, it would be considered a death on the spot and his family would not be harmed.
If you dare to run away, your whole family will be implicated!
Therefore, the only choice is to die!
"This county magistrate is quite a man!"
Not long after, Wang Shun came in and saw this scene.
In fact, no matter how impassioned the person who hanged himself was, the corpse after death was extremely disgusting.
He glanced at it and showed no interest in collecting the corpse. He ordered a mountain man next to him: "Everyone, get your things and get ready to evacuate!"
"The boss?"
A mountain man felt a little regretful: "This is a great city... such a great house."
"Sigh... Although this place is nice, we can't defend it."
Wang Shun shook his head and then sneered: "But one day, I will come back!"
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Summer of the Thirteenth Year of the Great Saturday.
Some mountain people attacked Dazheng County, Zhengyang Prefecture, Dingzhou, and looted overnight. The county magistrate and county captains were all killed on the spot. The county's warehouses and large households suffered huge losses...
As soon as the news came out, the government and the public were shocked.
After all, just as Da Zhou boasted about the prosperous times under his rule, a county town was attacked, which was like a slap in the face.
Moreover, because it was mixed with legends such as monsters and auspiciousness, it became more and more popular among the people and was repeatedly banned by the government.
In Bailiang Mountain.
"The calamity power... such a rich calamity power..."
Fang Xian was entrenched on the bluestone and stood up suddenly: "The second of the nine transformations of Gangsha - the invisible phantom is done!"