Chapter 19 The Dead Are Luckier Than the Living

After escaping from Lou Fu with a smoke, Han Mao tightened the reins of his horse, wiped a handful of sweat, and looked up at the sky again, it was less than half an hour before it got dark.

He didn't dare to march at night, mainly because some of them were blind, and when it was dark at night, they couldn't march at all.

The only option is to stay in Jingyou Town for one night, those officials in Jingle County have already gone to Jingyou Town first, and they will also settle there tonight.

The problem is that Lou Fu is twenty miles away from Jingyou Town, and he can't finish it in half an hour.

Han Mao could only desperately urge his subordinates to hurry, even if his soldiers were exhausted from the fifth watch last night, they still kept waving their whips to hurry.

After walking for half an hour, it was completely dark, and the team lit torches, but there were still twenty or thirty soldiers shouting that they could not see the road, and they staggered and fell a few from time to time.

Han Mao asked them to use a spear as a crutch, and found a rope for them to tie on, and continued on their way.

Not long after walking, a shout of killing suddenly sounded on the mountain beam on the left, and the ground was like thunder, which frightened Han Mao all over.

Before he could react, there were murderous voices on the mountain beam, and the momentum was huge, and there were hundreds of people.

Without thinking, Han Mao whipped the horse's buttocks, and the horse fled to the mountain beam on the right.

His soldiers were in disarray, crying and crying for his mother.

I never thought that a group of cavalry suddenly appeared on the mountain beam on the right, the number was not much, only about twenty or thirty people, but the momentum was huge, and they rushed down in the dark night with a bright knife, like a ghost walking at night, and like a wild beast coming out of the slaughter.

Han Mao was so shocked that he was furious, pulled the reins of his horse, and ran wildly in the direction of Jingle regardless of the ground.

The shouts behind him continued, mixed with screams one after another, as well as the sound of horses' hooves, footsteps, the sound of crying fathers and mothers, and so on.

Han Mao can't manage so much, it's important to save his life.

Fortunately, there were no pursuers behind, and he was the only one who rode his horse and galloped wildly.

When the war horse was sweating profusely, he finally saw the lights of Jingyou Town, and while tearing his throat and shouting, "I am a thousand households of the Ninghua Institute", he rode his horse and rushed into the town.

Xiang Yong, who was armed with a knife and gun at the entrance of the town, separated from the two sides and watched him vigilantly, until he fell to the ground, and a man dressed as a scholar in a straight shirt hurriedly ran over.

"Lord Han, Lord Han ......," Chen Congzhi shouted with concern.

After Han Mao saw his face clearly, he let out a long sigh of relief, and then his eyes were blank, staring at the mottled starry sky in a daze.

Chen Congzhi saw that his eyes were dull and his soul was lost, so he didn't shout anymore, only turned his head and looked at the direction of Lou Fu with a solemn expression.

"Huo Shui Hongdong Jiuji Mountain Qinchuan? This person is not simple. ”

……

Han Mao was a little glad that his soldiers were not completely wiped out.

During the night, some of his subordinates fled back to Jingyou Town one after another, until the early morning of the next day, and the subordinates who fled back gathered a total of one hundred and eight people, except for a hundred households and a general banner, and a few private soldiers on horseback, the others were old, weak, sick and disabled.

More than 80 others were missing, mostly private soldiers of him and a few officers, who were well-armed but did not return.

Han Mao didn't have time to think about it, so he gathered his men and horses and retreated to the county seat without hesitation.

The Du family in Jingyou Town was like a great enemy, thinking that Lou Fu had come to a group of gangsters with a large number of strong fighting power, so they hurriedly fled to the county seat, and loaded and pulled away valuables such as money, grain, cloth, etc.

The annoying Meng family has been ransacked, and the Du family doesn't dare to stay here anymore.

There was a group of people who didn't leave, and that was the county government of Jingle County.

Chen Congzhi is a smart person, he knows that the number of Lou Fu's gang is not large, and they are not rogues, at least yesterday when Lou Fu was annoying, that group of people did not object.

However, the person named Qin Chuan is a very ambitious, capable, and unruly person.

He wanted to be an official, not to join the army, but to lead the army to fight and make meritorious contributions.

This kind of person is indeed suitable for leading troops to fight, and Han Mao's mistake is that his brain is not flexible enough and he uses the wrong method.

For an unruly person like Qin Chuan, it is absolutely impossible to use force, unless there are thousands of troops pressing the border, he will not be able to accept softness.

If there is no coercion from the army, we can only appease those who are unruly and turn them into people who can be used by me.

Didn't he just want an official position?

Just give it to him.

not only gave him an official position, but also gave him food, let him show his strengths, guard the quiet and happy realm, and even go out to suppress bandits and make meritorious contributions.

In this way, the magistrate of the county has the skill of discernment, the merit of defending the land, and even the grace of Bole.

If the magistrate can be promoted, he will be able to make a fortune by himself, so why not?

Even if Qin Chuan is useless, or difficult to control...... What the hell is going on with me?

It's just a gamble, the bet is the official position and salary of the imperial court, the bet wins the promotion and makes a fortune, and the gamble loses and you don't lose money, why not?

Thinking of this, Chen Congzhi decided to stay in Jingyou for one more day, and wait for that Qin Chuan to calm down, and then go to talk to him about business.

……

Mengjiazhuang is fragrant with wine and meat inside and out, and it is full of joy.

The battle in the middle of the night last night was a completely one-sided killing, and Qin Chuan led his men to keep an eye on those who rode horses or wore armor to chase and kill.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, more than 40 pairs of cotton armor, 12 standing horses, more than 20 horn bows, nearly 100 iron-clad wooden shields, and more than 100 weapons such as knives, guns, and clubs were seized.

This is a great harvest in exchange for the lives of the guards, and he has mercy for the lives of those **, but he has no sympathy.

When Ba Shanhu and Li Biaofeng withdrew, they took away most of the weapons and horses, and in the end only a few dozen weapons were left under the corpses.

After yesterday's wave, he now has 83 war horses, 110 pairs of cotton armor, 36 horn bows, a package of iron and wooden shields, and more than 300 knives, guns and clubs.

In a short period of time, he didn't have to worry about the armor and horses.

As for manpower...... Lao Huang and Bobcat brought back more than 400 homeless people, most of them were dragged with their families, both men and women, old and young, all of them were so thin that they were fur and bones, almost not human-looking, and some of them were too weak to walk.

These people were fooled by Lao Huang and Lynx, saying that Mengjiazhuang had food, but as soon as they arrived outside Zhuangzi, when they saw Qin Chuan on the gatehouse, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging Qin Chuan to give them a bite to eat.

Lao Huang and Lynx have already looked carefully, and there are no thieves and spies in them, they are all poor people who are hungry and wandering around.

Qin Chuan had already asked people to boil several large pots of yellow rice porridge, let them line up, each of them shared a bowl of yellow rice porridge, and then let them build a shed outside the outfit to rest.

Qin Chuan also told them that today there was not only yellow rice porridge, but also a bowl of hot broth with oil stars and meat foam floating in each person.

Because, in the battle of the night attack on the officers and soldiers last night, these people made a lot of efforts, and the shouts of the hundreds of people were made by them, and Qin Chuan decided to treat them.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of homeless people below knelt down to thank Dade one after another, and some of them had already burst into tears and shouted one by one to save their lives.

A dozen or so lame or dead horses had been slaughtered, their flesh was salted and hung on the gatehouse to dry, and the bones and water were boiled in several large cauldrons, and the smell wafted far away.

The homeless people outside the village gathered on the edge of the courtyard wall, drooling, or smelling the smell of meat with tears, and from time to time there was a weak cry.

Qin Chuan couldn't see this kind of scene, but he still stubbornly watched it.

Because, he knew that he would see more and more tragic scenes in the future.

In this day and age, the dead are luckier than the living.

After looking at it for a long time, Qin Chuan really couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned his head to look in the direction of Black Mountain.

What he had to do in the past two days was to collect these displaced people, bury the corpses, repair the courtyard wall, and tidy up the Zhuangzi.

The next step is to go to Montenegro, take over the mines and the hundreds of miners, and select some soldiers from them.

If Meng Zhonghei doesn't know the current affairs and wants to be his enemy, there is only one way to die.

If you know the times...... It's the same to die.