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Chapter 311: Premeditated Rebellion

Seeing that no one noticed Qinglian's arrival, the old woman hurriedly hugged Qinglian: "Child, I'm sorry for you, go to the house and hide for a while, and rest for a while by the way, my mother hasn't seen you for a long time, are you doing well?" ”

Qinglian saw that her mother was still worried about herself, and her eyes couldn't help but become red and swollen again: "Lian'er is all right, but she can't serve her mother, Lian'er is not filial, so if your mother is worried, Lian'er won't go in, in case your uncle and grandfather see it, you should reprimand you, Lian'er should go somewhere else." ”

The old woman brushed away the tears from the corners of Qinglian's eyes with her rough palm: "Child, it's okay, your uncle and grandfather went to Heimiao Village to discuss things, and you can only come back in the evening, it's okay." ”

Uger didn't bother when he saw the mother and daughter catching up, and quietly retreated, leaving the two to follow the mountain trail where the Li Wen brothers were hurrying.

Qinglian in the wooden house stood up with a panicked expression, and looked at her mother sitting on the stool with a worried expression: "What? Want to unite with the five seedlings to rebel? This is not good, although the five seedlings are gathered together with a large population, but the combat power that can really go to the battlefield to dance with knives and make qiang is only 30,000 young and middle-aged, how can they rebel? This is self-defeating, Mother, no, you can't beat them, you can persuade your uncle and grandfather. ”

The old woman looked at Qinglian, who looked sad and worried, sighed deeply, and looked at the scenery outside the door with a depressed expression: "Lian'er, it's not our Miao people who want zaofan, it's guanfan, you haven't been in the village these days I don't know what's happened recently, we Miao people have lived in the mountains for generations, often rely on hunting and gathering for a living, and the arable land is pitiful, and the land divided by the Han government could have increased some rations, but it was all occupied by Tusi officials, The ancestors who did not return to the imperial court relied on this 10,000-mile mountain to have no worries about food and clothing, as long as they did not encounter natural disasters, they could also be self-sufficient, but now, the land is gone, the government has to tax 30%, and the Tusi has to tax 30%, and now the Wumiao people are boiling with grievances, and the wails are everywhere, and this year can not go on. ”

After finishing speaking, the old woman walked to the bamboo frame behind her, took down a clay pot and put it in front of Qinglian, removed the wooden lid of the can, there was only a thin layer of rice in it, and even half of the little finger could not be covered: "Auntie, even if you drink gruel, you can't drink these grains for two months, and other villages have begun to eat leaves to survive. ”

"But Mother, Tusi is also a Miao person, go to the leaders to plead for mercy, borrow some food for the winter, and wait until the next year to return it to them, you listen to Lian'er's advice, you really can't go back."

Qinglian's mind couldn't help but think of the scene at the foot of Cuiping Mountain, thousands of horses galloping down, even ordinary martial arts masters had no power to resist in front of the neat army, they were well-trained, the battle formation was close and both offensive and defensive, it was simply like a killing machine.

Those light cavalry could cut a person's body in two with a single knife with the impact of a horse, and the horse's impact speed was too fast to react.

Coupled with the heavy cavalry's thick sabers and heavy armor, the people of the White Lotus Sect were stunned to be trampled into flesh and mud, and those were all high-grade masters.

Ordinary people don't want to take them down, but they are completely defenseless in front of the army, and at that moment Qinglian understands what kind of gap the defenders of the city who were ridiculed and complained about by them before compared to the border army.

It can be said that it is a world of difference, in the face of the garrison army before, some White Lotus Sect members could play their tricks for a long time, but the border army Longwuwei District had 5,000 soldiers and horses, and more than 2,000 people were killed in half a pillar of incense, and the number of survivors was even smaller.

Qinglian will never forget that day, even if she is a person with light skills, she is helpless, in the face of the overwhelming rain of arrows, there is no way to dodge in the air, she can only be shot into a hornet's nest.

Bursts of dense arrows covered it, as long as anyone who wanted to escape in the air would be suppressed by the rain of arrows, crossbowmen, gongnu, iron tire bows, each bow and arrow was a deadly weapon at such a close distance.

If it weren't for my sister Bai Shao blocking a blow for herself, I was afraid that I would also be shot into a hedgehog by the dense rain of arrows like a storm: "Sister"

The painful appearance of her sister Bai Shao flashed in her mind, and Qinglian covered her mouth and cried silently.

That nightmare scene really made Qinglian dare not recall.

The 2,000 people who are all composed of three-grade starting martial arts people are still vulnerable in front of Long Wuwei, who is both offensive and defensive, not to mention these ordinary young adults in the Wumiao Village, they have not undergone any training, and it is impossible to rebel with only a brute force.

Even though the Chengdu garrison is not as high as the combat effectiveness of the border army, they are also fully prepared, what are the five seedlings united, hoes, shovels and gongnu for hunting, but compared to the imperial court will be the supervisor, the iron tire bow built by the military department, and the long knife and sword thick shield These things are children's playthings.

Moreover, Chengdu Prefecture, as a place of government, is not a small state that can be compared, where there are a full 50,000 fully equipped garrisons, with 30,000 people who want to attack and defend the fortified city, it is simply the end of delivering food.

"Mother, you really can't oppose it, go and discuss with the leader of the Tusi to borrow some food, you don't know how terrible the imperial army is, and you can destroy the five seedlings in an instant."

"Child, it's useless, although the Tusi is managed by the Miao people, but they have long been corrupted by the officials of the Han people, and the Han people are embarrassed, compared to the Han people, they are more ruthless than the Han people who oppress our poor people, the Han people will not kill people if they want to pay taxes, and the toast is the shame of the Miao people, if the tax is not successful, they will be beaten and scolded, and they will be killed, they have completely become lackeys, but they may be killed, if they don't, they will really starve to death, the weather is in winter, and there is no place to dig wild vegetables."

Qinglian sat on the stool: "Mother, did my uncle go to Heimiao Village to discuss this matter?" ”

"That's right, the five largest Miao villages with long skirts and short skirts have long been in dire straits, but if there are some ways to live, how can we embark on this road."

Qinglian sighed helplessly, she didn't know how to admonish her uncle and grandfather, what her mother said was right, if she didn't do it, she might be killed, and if she didn't, she would really starve to death.

She admonished her mother not to zaofan, just watching her mother starve to death.

Just as she was losing her mind, an old voice interrupted Qinglian's contemplation: "What are you doing when you come back?" ”

Qinglian came back to her senses, only to see that her mother was pulling an old man with white hair around August, the old man looked at Qinglian with an unhappy face, and was quite merciful for Qinglian to be pregnant before she got married, and she was quite merciful if she was not executed according to the rules, and she didn't expect her to dare to come back.

"Lian'er has saluted her uncle." Qinglian knelt down lightly with her heavy body.

"Alas. Bad fate. The old man flicked his sleeves and turned his back to sigh.

Qinglian's uncle Wusang is one of the few old people in Baimiao Village, as the saying goes, the next generation, Wusang naturally grew up watching Qinglian, and likes this child since she was a child, but she did something that embarrassed the whole village.

"Uncle Grandpa, Lian'er begs you to think of another way, we really can't do it, it will push all the Wumiao people to a dead end, let's think of another way."