In the capital city of Nanlong Mansion, the prefect Cao Tingkui was sitting in the back hall of the government with tears streaming down his face and shivering.

Thousands of miles to be an official, of course, Lord Cao wanted to be able to decorate more yellow and white things in his pocket, but he never expected that in addition to being endearing, this yellow and white thing actually had the effect of urging life.

I knew earlier, alas! If you knew earlier, you would be less greedy, Lord Cao felt remorseful in his heart, who knew that those middle-aged people who looked like they were easier to bully than lambs would be so terrible once they went berserk!

Thinking of the tragedy of Wu Zhizhou in Zhenfeng Prefecture being hung by those Zhong people in the city and drying up for two days before he died, Lord Cao trembled even more!

He doesn't want to die yet, even if he dies, he doesn't want to be dried up in the sun, tortured for two days and then die!

Lord Cao's fear was justified, not only did the Zhongren people outside the city number tens of thousands, but they also didn't know where to get dozens of spontaneous firearms.

He personally took 2,000 Tusi soldiers to support Tusi Longyue in Zhenfeng Prefecture, and it was only by this kind of fire shot that his troops were defeated.

And as soon as he died, the mobile forces of the entire Nanlong Mansion were all gone, because the green camp of Nanlong Town had already been taken to Songtao by the chief soldier Hua Lianbu.

Now in Xingren City, the capital city, there are only more than 100 soldiers of Yang Wenhai, the commander of the Yong'an battalion, and 6 or 700 militia groups under his control.

Although it is defending the city, there are more mutants outside than ten times the soldiers in the city, how can this be defended!

Cao Zhifu was desperate, he poured two sips of good wine that he was reluctant to drink more on weekdays, and babbled and sang a few words of his hometown's minor tune, and then screamed, turned his heart sideways, and slammed into the pillar in the mansion room!

He didn't want to be hung on the head of the city to dry himself, and he didn't want to die after being tortured, this Manchu Qing Dynasty from Wupin actually chose to die by hitting the pillar before the city was broken!

An hour later, Jin Chun, who had been searching for the prefect's Nanlong Mansion, was horrified to find that they couldn't find the prefect for a long time, and he was already lying behind a big pillar with blood on his head, and his body was cold.

Yang Wenhai and Jin Chun glanced at each other, and Jin Chun's eyes were full of horror, "Mr. Yang, the matter has come to this, even the prefect has crashed into the pillar and died, I'm afraid this Xingren City can't hold it, why don't we scatter and run for our lives!" ”

After speaking, Jin Chun turned around and was about to run, but Yang Wenhai beside him was quick and grabbed Jin Chun, who wanted to escape.

"Lord Kim! Where are you going? The outside of the city is full of chaotic people, how can they escape?

Our whole family is in this Xingren City, there are many people, once we get out of the city, how can we avoid the eyes of those Zhongren? Xingren City is strong, let's hold on for a few days, Lord Futai Xiong will definitely send someone to relieve the siege! ”

Yang Wenhai said nonsense that he didn't believe, and persuaded Jin Chun, who was so frightened that the six gods had no owner.

I can't help it! is different from Cao Zhifu, who came here alone, he is a native of Xingren City, and he has lived here for generations, and Cao Zhifu will die if he dies, but Xingren City is still broken, and his Yang Wenhai's whole family and even the whole clan will be finished.

"My lord, the prefect of this matter, we still need to hide it from everyone, let's just say that Lord Cao is thinking hard about a good plan in the inner room.

Let's block the four gates first, and then go back and mobilize the children and servants of the big families to go to the city, and the rebels outside the city will not be able to attack without artillery! ”

Yang Wenhai grabbed Jin Chun's sleeve and was still persuading, he was just a green camp leader, the big and small officials and big families in Xingren City didn't like him at all, only Jin Chun, the celebrity in front of the Cao Governor's Mansion, had that person in the mansion experience!

"Boom!" As soon as Yang Wenhai's words fell, a huge explosion sounded, Jin Chun looked at Yang Wenhai with blinking eyes, what about the good rebels without cannons? What's ringing now?

Yang Wenhai didn't care about Jin Chun's eyes, but no longer paid attention to the etiquette between the upper and lower officials, grabbed Jin Chun and shook violently, and his mouth was still roaring.

"Lord Kim, hurry up and give the order! If we don't give another order, we'll go home and burn the whole family to death! ”

Outside the city, Ding Zhuang, who gathered from all directions, took all kinds of weapons and even farm tools, and climbed to the top of the city with elongated ladders.

There were also some people who got a large amount of firewood and other flammable materials and sent them to the city gate to light them, trying to burn the city gate.

The Qing army and the people in the city desperately threw stones, logs, all kinds of hot oil, and even hot gold juice from the city.

Li Jieyao shook his head, what can't be beaten like this, the most important thing is that there are too few ladders on his side, and the numerical advantage can't be played at all.

As for burning the city gates, because there are still too few things to ignite, it is not easy to burn the city gates.

And it wasn't the cannon that exploded just now, but the sound of the picric acid bomb exploding.

Some clever Zhong people lit the picric acid bomb that Li Jieyao and they brought, and then used a small catapult-like equipment to throw the bomb into the city, and this became the weapon that posed the greatest threat to the Qing army on the side of the rebels!

It's just that what Li Jieyao didn't know was that in history, Wang Nangxian besieged Nancage Mansion and fought more difficultly, and the city of Nancage Mansion was Xingren, but it was built in strict accordance with the standards of a military fortress city.

There are battlements, forts, urn cities, and moats, and there are several Hongyi cannons left over from the rebellion of the three feudatories at the head of the city.

In history, Wang Nangxian led tens of thousands of Zhongren rebels to besiege everywhere, but the guns and cannons on the city wall were fired, and they suffered heavy casualties, and the leader of the rebel army, Huang Baoliang, was hit in the head by a stray bullet and died, and thousands of people were killed and wounded!

In desperation, Wang Nangxian and others could only choose to retreat to the mountains, and at this time, after Songtao had just finished suppressing Shiliu Deng's Le Bao, he went south lightly, and directly trapped Wang Nangxian and others in Dongsa Village.

But this time and space is different, the Longjia Tusi who was fighting with the rebels when Le Bao didn't come has been wiped out outside Zhenfeng Prefecture.

Although Li Jieyao did not have a cannon in his hand, he had more than 30 Fuxing flintlock rifled guns, which could suppress the Qing shotgunners on the city wall, so that they did not dare to show their heads.

"Made, these guys are really not afraid of death!" Wei Simu looked at a Zhongren rebel who fell from the city wall and sighed.

If there is anything that makes a professional soldier like Li Jieyao and a gangster like Wei Simu admire, it is the spirit of these Zhongren who are not afraid of death.

Since the siege of Xingren City yesterday afternoon, a total of more than 10,000 Zhongren have paid the price of at least more than 1,000 casualties, but no one has retreated until now!

These people were dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and they dared to attack the city with inferior iron knives and dung forks, and those in front died, and those behind seemed to have not seen it, howling and climbing up, if it weren't for the poor weapons, this Heungin city would have been broken a long time ago.

Wei Simu saw an old man with white hair crying and shouting under the city wall, and Wei Simu thought at first he was crying about his son who died in battle!

As a result, when I asked someone, I found out that his son was not dead at the base of the city wall, and he was crying that his son should not embarrass him, and quickly rushed to the city to kill those dog officials!

What the hell...! Wei Siyan was shocked, no matter how fierce they were, the rice masters, they didn't watch their sons go to death, and they had to shout not to embarrass themselves as ruthless people.

"They are not afraid of death because for them there is something more terrible than death, they have nothing but a life!"

Li Jieyao, who put down the binoculars, said lightly, this kind of despair that there is no second way to change his fate except for hard work, he has also experienced it.

"Yes, but beyond that, there is also hope for life that motivates them!"

A crisp female voice came, and it turned out to be Wang Nangxian who came over under the escort of several female guards, and was standing behind them.

"Hope for life?" Li Jieyao glanced back at Wang Nangxian, and for some reason, Li Jieyao felt that when he stayed with this imperial fairy Niangniang, who was about the same age as him, there was always an indescribable sense of tranquility in his heart.

"The hope of life, but it was not given to them by me, it was given to them by King Ming, because King Ming brought them divine food that could collect 600 catties on the hillside.

In this way, as long as the corrupt officials and toasts who clean the dog are driven away, even if they only farm in the mountains, they will be enough to feed their families!

At that time, my grandmother and daughter-in-law weaved some cloth for some salt, and planted more than a dozen acres of sloping land by themselves to feed the whole family. ”

Wang Nanxian's eyes were covered with a faint mist, "We Zhongren are too bitter, we can't rest all day long, but we can't even support our parents, wives and children."

Many middle-aged men can only live to be in their twenties, and they will die of exhaustion because they work too hard, and just like that, those dog officials, toasts, and government soldiers will come to oppress them!

So they are not afraid of death, because even if they don't die here, they will be exhausted, starved, and beaten to death!

And if they die here, at least after beating away the dog official who cleared the dog, their family can still have a chance to live! ”

Wang Nangxian said lightly, just a few words, immediately inspired the hearts of the surrounding Zhong people to be the same enemy!

I don't know when, more and more Zhongren men and women came around, they looked at the city wall of Wang Nangxian's fingers, and their eyes shot hatred and anger!

Li Jieyao sniffed, he once thought that his days in Jiaozhi would be bitter, but after looking at these Zhongren on the mountain, he knew that there were still people in this world who could be bitter like this!

The wild vegetables are not enough, and the whole family only has one or two pants, which are worn by whoever goes out, and the rest of the time they can only wear some rags and animal skins to make rotten clothes.

The average life expectancy of a man is no more than 30 years old, and a woman who lives to be in her forties is considered to be long, and only two or three children can support one, and they have to face all kinds of oppression at any time, and they can't see hope day after day, and they are completely struggling by instinct!

There is no better purgatory on earth!

Their suffering, even Wei Simu, the ruthless rice master, couldn't help but sympathize, he and Li Jieyao glanced at each other, and the two nodded tacitly for the first time!

"Emperor Fairy Niangniang, let's attack! You attract the firepower of Qinggou, I will suppress the shotgunners at the head of the city with flintlock pistols, Wei Simu, you choose fifty good hands, wear two layers of armor, and take this Xingren City in one fell swoop! ”