After the drawbridge was forcibly lowered, the defenders who were still on the enemy platform, watchtowers and windows opened their eyes and opened their mouths, and the defenders who were in a bewildered state were suddenly hit by a round of tragic blows.

Some soldiers who had already assigned targets suddenly fired cold guns at a distance of 200 meters, and hundreds of bullets rushed into the windows and enemy platforms near the gate, and it took only one round to scoop the heads of more than 30 people.

Seeing the blood and brains flowing all over the ground, Lin Sanmen, who had retreated to the side, was startled at first, and then he closed his eyes in pain and shook his head - the dead were all the elites of the clan, and these people were smashed in the head before they even saw the face of the enemy.

The downfall of the drawbridge and the death of the clansmen proved that Lin Sanmen's original decision was correct...... However, this is useless, from the moment Liu Xiancheng finished reading the text, Lin Jiazhai has already embarked on the road of no return against the official army.

Although the nouns are different, the truth is common in ancient and modern times: if you bow your head before you start, it is called an uprising, and you can still mix an official and a half-post afterwards, and no matter how bad it is, the CPPCC also has a position.

And what about after the hands-on? That's called a prisoner of war, surrender now? It's late!

Lin Sanmen knew that his own life was now in danger, and the officials and soldiers would never let him go, the patriarch, afterwards. The Lin family has relied on bandits to make a fortune for many years, and their arrogance is monstrous, and now the retribution for those killings and looting has come. The patriarch couldn't take his clan to surrender early before, so wouldn't he have to use his own head to pay off the debt afterwards?

The government will definitely not let him go.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanmen turned his head to look at the clansmen who were shouting, lowered his head, bent over, and silently climbed down the wooden ladder.

......

After the first round of guns was released, the 200 soldiers of the Red Gun Battalion pulled out of the skirmish line and began to fight as they went. Bullets rained down on the window on the front of the tulou, and after 1 minute, no one dared to poke out.

In the eyes of the ancients, it was very unprofessional, and the sparse skirmish line quickly moved to the side of the trench and put on a static arc line. Now there is only one trench between the two sides, and even if the height difference is taken into account, the diagonal aiming distance has been reduced to less than 30 meters.

By this time, the gunfire had stopped: the soldiers began to take turns raising their guns to aim, ready to shoot accurately. At this distance, not to mention the probe, a finger sticking out of the window will be interrupted instantly.

The next moment, the Demoman, wearing a riot helmet and a plexiglass panel, was tightly wrapped up and down the suspension bridge.

The explosives bag in the Demoman's arms is not very large...... It doesn't take much gunpowder to blow up a wooden gate. If you are dealing with the gates that are blocked by masonry, you may have to carry a few more bags of explosives. However, to deal with these rural tyrants who don't understand advanced tactics at all, one pack is enough.

It took only a few seconds for the Demoman to cross the suspension bridge more than ten meters long. He then quickly placed the explosives bag under the gate, then pulled the fuse, turned and ran.

In a critical moment, the Demoman can jump into the trench. But that is easy to get hurt: at the bottom of the trench, there are usually bamboo sticks and traps.

Of course, the Demoman doesn't need to jump ditch today. The defenders on the earth tower have been completely stunned, and the novel, cold, and elegant battle mode makes these cold weapons of the Middle Ages unable to adapt to them, and they are now busy crawling among the corpses on the ground, howling in fear by the way, completely ignoring the figure running at high speed under their feet.

The people who were eating melons standing a few hundred meters away also didn't understand.

These people include local military households and people, and there are also a large number of idlers: as soon as they heard that the official army was going to exterminate the Causeway Bay, all the melon-eating people from ten miles and eight towns came to run. The nearby clan landlords did not pull any of them, and all sent battlefield observation teams...... The ending of Lin Jiazhai is related to the next strategy of the old man to deal with the crossing public.

...... When the weirdo first ran over the bridge, the group didn't figure out the situation. However, when he ran back again, many people opened their mouths wide.

The ensuing scene erupted in a cheerful laugh: as the Demoman ran back, the soldiers near the drawbridge began to retreat en masse, looking like they were fleeing for the wind.

The people who eat melons immediately expressed their understanding: this group of short-haired officers and soldiers seems to be accurate in marksmanship, but there is nothing they can do with Tulou. No, I couldn't even find a pioneer in the city, and I was scared back when I came out.

Then the dynamite bag went off.

This package of explosives not only contained black powder, but also a pound of mineral nitroglycerin adsorbed in diatomaceous earth. So don't talk about the walled gate, even the nine gates of the capital can't resist.

The firelight, bursting, spraying out of the dense fog, the huge roar and the flying wood chips, the gorgeous light and shadow effects immediately shocked all the melon-eating masses.

The soldiers who were still retreating one moment, after they dodged the dangerous shock wave and wood chip cutting, the next moment they roared and rushed into the earthen building.

Lin Jiazhai is finished like this.

From the first gunshot to the destruction of the village, it took less than half an hour, the attacker did not lose a single soldier, the defender had no power to fight back, and the whole process was full of fantasy and silence in the eyes of the melon-eating masses...... This is not at all the kind of fervent war they imagined.

After the 200 soldiers of the Red Gun Battalion rushed into the tulou, the troops on the periphery also began to move.

First of all, the 300 Cao army led by Li Qianhu also brandished swords and guns and rushed into the tulou with great momentum.

Secondly, the local army that was originally arranged to be in charge of guarding around also began to move-the Lin family has more than one tulou, although there is no money and food in the rest of the tulou, but for the poor military households, as long as they rush into these weakly defended empty cities, they will definitely be able to get something.

Then the gunshots rang out.

The 200 reinforcements led by Ding Liqiu were prepared for use at this time. When one of the local guards jumped to their feet, and the hundred households who were inciting everyone to fight the local tyrants were killed by a single shot, the rest of the people immediately shrank - the people who had just watched the shootout blockbuster knew very well the power of the 28 big cover.

After suppressing these local Huazi, Ding Liqiu first gathered the head of the guard office and the head of the county government, and after reiterating the principle that everyone has a share, he began to arrange for everyone to work.

The main task of the locals is to keep watch and maintain order on the perimeter. When the gunfire in the tulou gradually stopped, Ding Liqiu sent the people and the guards of the trading house who came with him in.

......

The war in Tulou ended quickly. In ancient times, there were very few enemy troops who fought desperately in the streets after entering the city - the Battle of Stalingrad would not be until a few hundred years later.

The soldiers were now going from house to house searching for the captives and driving them to the large square in the middle of the tulou. The dirt field was already full of thousands of Lin family members, and the fierce guards were acting as guards, wielding knives and guns from time to time, frightening children and women to cry.

At this time, the electric horn temporarily installed in front of the ancestral hall finally began to work, and a loud sound began to repeat the captive policy.

After hearing that everyone was going to be sent to exile for three years of hard labor because of their opposition to the government, the scene became a little quieter. In fact, in this era, there are too many examples of indigenous armed forces rebelling against the government, and then being slaughtered and looted by the official army.

So when the Lin family heard that they were only exiled to a distant place for three years of hard labor, the people at the bottom who accounted for the majority of the number did not make a fuss - they usually had to work hard every day, and their families had no property, so they would be exiled if they were exiled, as long as they could save the lives of the whole family.

In fact, these people are still overly worried. Generally speaking, as long as a so-called exile can gain a foothold in the senior and be apprenticed, then his sentence is over. Even if he was an apprentice, the basic salary, basic housing, and medical care could be guaranteed, but there was no bonus.

However, no matter what the policy, there will always be people who come out to make trouble—vested interests. The two so-called clan elders stood up tremblingly in the next moment, and planned to reason with Wei Yuan, who was sitting in front of the ancestral hall smoking a cigarette, on crutches.

Then they were hanged.

Not only were these two old men hanged, but also several other powerful people such as clan elders and the sons of the long house were also dragged out and hanged in front of the ancestral hall.

No one came out to reason now.

The next step is screening and triage. The families who need it the most are singled out first: poor families of three, families of four are welcome. Of course, if a couple has three or five small children, it is best.

These men and their children were the first to be sent away, and it was the caravan guards who were in charge of the escort. Then there are some families with the elderly. After these people are screened, it will be the turn of the singles.

And finally there are the "problem families". Generally speaking, problem families are equated with "vested interest families".

Any large clan will have such a small number of families at the top of the pyramid. According to the experience of immigrants in the past year or so, as long as such "problem families" are given the opportunity, they will definitely contact their clansmen and try to restore their old lives.

So after a few investigations, the people who crossed the crowd became impatient - all the problem families would eventually go to the volcanic mining town in Taipei, and they would never see their own people again.

The screening and triage process lasted three days.

Fortunately, the Lin family's tulou is now vacant, and all the clansmen are quickly reassigned to the vacant tulou according to their own "political appearance". They will be sent away in the coming month, out of the mountains and across the sea, to a place where they can be reborn.

......

After getting the Lin family done that day, people suddenly discovered one thing in the process of identifying the diversion: Lin Sanmen, the patriarch of the Lin family, was missing.

Subsequently, during a careful search of the Lin family's tulou, people found a secret passage leading to the forest behind...... Now everyone knows: Lin Sanmen ran away.

However, later that day, Lin Sanmen came back in full view of everyone.