Chapter Ninety-Six: The Birthday Boy Hangs Himself (2)

They don't have braids on their heads, but their stubble is two inches long.

These two people are the heralds sent here by Zhu Cijiong.

They only cared about completing Zhu Cijiong's order, and they were knocked on a stick.

The submissive villager was obviously still serving tea and pouring water to entertain them just now, but he didn't know that the next moment, he would make people faint them from behind.

The two had been hanging for a whole day, and they had already collapsed before they could get a drop of water.

……

Inside the courtyard wall, a group of men and women were looking enviously at the two horses in front of them.

"Uncle Seven, this horse is really a miracle horse!"

"Look at this fat water, look at this height, this year's cultivated land in our town, but there are livestock for transportation!"

……

The crowd was chattering, and they didn't know what a big disaster they had caused!

They attacked the messenger for the sake of two horses, and the most valuable flintlock pistol was thrown aside by them......

"That is, who is the seventh uncle, he is the land protector of our Erlang Township, and he is the township elder appointed by the county seat, what his old man decides, can he still make mistakes?"

……

The seventh uncle in the mouth of everyone was sitting in the ancestral hall of the clan at this time, staring at a letter in front of him in a daze.

"Uncle Seven, what is written in this letter?"

Next to the seventh uncle, an old man guarding his crutches tried his best to widen his eyes and try to look at the small words on the snow-white letterhead.

It's a pity that these beautiful calligraphy characters know him, but he doesn't know people.

"It's nothing more than persuasion!"

The seventh uncle chuckled lightly and casually threw the letterhead into the brazier on the side.

"It was said that there was a third prince from Nanyang, let us go to a meeting."

The old man's face changed: "I'm a good girl, how many people will die here?" ”

The seventh uncle shook his head, how did he know?

He just went to private school for three years, and he just learned a three-character scripture......

I can't even read all the words!

Erlang Township is a poor place, when the Qing soldiers came, I don't know how to touch it, fortunately they hid quickly and hid in this reckless mountain.

The Qing soldiers simply burned down the houses in the village......

Later, news came from the city, because Yuzhou was too difficult to fight - Yuzhou was almost empty......

So the Qing Dynasty is good to get along with?

Back then, the camp was here and the Qing soldiers had been fighting for so many years, and the sky was shattered, and the dead people were called more than one!

But in the end?

People directly broke the city and slaughtered it, and no one dared to help break into the camp......

That Baishui Zhang family is a birthday star who hangs himself - tired of it!

The old man waved his hand: "Seventh Uncle, you are doing the right thing, no matter what happens to him in the outside world, we just care about our days, and the taxes that should be paid to the imperial court, we can't send them, so we keep them." ”

"In this poor and remote country, can those rebels still come and find us trouble?"

The seventh uncle nodded: "That's the reason, besides, those messengers, didn't we kill them!" ”

The corners of the seventh uncle's mouth hooked, if the third prince of Nalaoshzi sent someone over, he said that he didn't see these two people, if the other party sent a large army, he just apologized and handed them over!

As for hanging them - who made them disobedient!

The two were talking, when suddenly someone stumbled into the wall:

"Oh no, no, those armies in strange clothes are coming......"

"Folks, run towards the mountain!"

……

Erlangmiao Township is very small, so small that someone shouts in the south of the town, and it can be heard clearly in the north......

The town has only one road built along the hill, and low stone houses are crowded on both sides of the street.

The seventh uncle walked out of the ancestral hall, his face full of anger: "What are you panicking about?" How many people did they come? ”

The man who hurried back to report the news hurriedly said, "I was grazing sheep at the bottom of the mountain, and I saw a group of soldiers in the same clothes as them coming towards us from a distance. ”

"I counted, and there were about one or two hundred......

"Only one or two hundred?" The seventh uncle snorted coldly.

"What are you throwing at me?"

The seventh uncle scolded angrily, this manpower, still want to have fun in Erlang Temple?

"Go and bring me the musket out, close the stockade, and blast them at me!"

"It's just a bunch of bandits, look and scare you!"

The seventh uncle said, but he personally climbed the wall of rubble.

Yuzhou is full of stone mountains, brick and stone buildings are worth a lot of money, only large families can afford to build such houses, and Yuzhou is ......

As long as it is at the foot of the mountain, most of the people's houses are made of stones—all over the mountains, and no one wants them at all!

Although the seventh uncle has not finished reading a three-character scripture, he has also seen the world.

He naturally knew how strong the walls of his town were for people born in the Great Plains like Nanyang......

Fight with them for a while, if you can't beat them, just run towards the mountains, and on your own territory, can you still be caught up by these bandits?

If they can't take their town, then it's all over for all!

Even, if he waits until the Qing Dynasty counterattacks in the future to come back, then he doesn't want to rely on this merit of defending the territory and being responsible, and he will be promoted!

With the words of the seventh uncle, one hundred and ten strong men climbed the top of the wall.

More than a dozen eight-foot-long guns were carried up, and the strong men hurriedly stuffed the gunpowder into it, and then grabbed a handful of iron sand and stuffed it into the muzzle.

"Babies, I'll aim at it later, spread it out for me, and if I subdue them at once, we'll be clean!"

The other party can only send one or two hundred people over, and naturally the strength will not be too strong.

This time, he racked all his muskets.

If these guns are to fight the only son, they may hit from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and they can fight a distance of one or two miles!

If it is scattered, within 30 zhang, how can you hit a piece the size of a room!

More than a dozen guns are enough to solve forty or fifty people on the other side at one time!

I believe that the rebels who have suffered such a big loss will never dare to come to Erlang Township again......

……

Niu Erwa took two hundred soldiers, and under the leadership of Zhang Ruotai, climbed the peak of Erlang Township.

About everything about Erlang Township, he had already asked Zhang Ruotai.

This is a poor and remote place, but the people are very brave, and sometimes they will even do things to intercept and kill merchants.

There is no distinction between merchants and bandits, and there is no distinction between village and bandits, which is the norm in places with inconvenient transportation before modern society.

……

"General Niu, the front is Erlang Township, and the stone that can be seen now is their wall."

Zhang Ruotai pointed to a stone wall hidden between the trees and spoke.

Niu Erwa squinted his eyes, he took off the monocular in his neck, adjusted the lens, and looked towards Erlang Township.

"Hey, I already knew we were coming."