In the first year of Wu Zhenxing, on March 11, the area around Taihu Lake was still in the traces of the raging war, and it never eased up.

For the past six months, conquests and massacres have ravaged the place over and over again. From Wuxi to Suzhou and Jiaxing, a rich and gorgeous city was knocked open several times, the Jurchens ravaged here, the Wu Dynasty army recovered here, and then changed hands again. Slaughter after massacre, looting after looting, from the end of the year of Jianshuo to the beginning of the revitalization of the year, it seems that it has not stopped.

More than a million Han Chinese died last winter, and an equal number of Jiangnan craftsmen, strong men, and some beautiful women were captured by the Jin army and dragged north as trophies.

The large-scale war and looting did not end until February of this year, but even after the Jurchens had eaten and drunk enough to decide to return to the court, the situation in the land south of the Yangtze River still did not ease, a large number of displaced people formed mountain bandits, the big clans pulled up armies, and people circled the territory and plundered everything left as much as possible for their own livelihood. Fragmented and frequent fights and conflicts still appear everywhere in this once-rich paradise.

Forgive us for not lingering long in one place, for many people have suffered more every day than in a lifetime in peacetime during the long night of war.

After more than two months of following the fleeing people, He Wen felt the seemingly endless long night. The unbearable hunger, the unrelieved and raging sickness, the desperation of people eating their own or other people's children, the madness of many, the enemy still chasing after them.

In the midst of constant escape and tossing, the organizational ability of the new emperor, who claims to protect the people, is not ideal, he has never seen the hope of solving the problem, and in many cases, the price of the strong man's broken wrist is also the death of the people like ants. He was in the middle of it, and he couldn't think about it.

After leaving the prison, one of his hands was gone, he couldn't use any strength, and his body had collapsed, and his original martial arts were not one out of ten. A few years ago, he was a Confucian man with both civil and military skills, and even though he couldn't boast that he had seen people, he was determined to ask himself. The corrupt officials of the Wu Dynasty ruined his family, he didn't actually have too much hatred in his heart, he went to kill Ning Yi, but he didn't succeed, and when he returned home, who could prove it to him? The admiration in his heart is worthy of it, and in reality, his wife is separated, which is his fault and failure.

But on the way to escape, the torment of hunger and powerlessness often made him cry unspeakably, this pain was not temporary, nor intense, but continuous powerlessness and anger, anger but powerless tearing. If he is allowed to stand from an objective point of view and analyze everything calmly, he will also admit that the new emperor has indeed made great efforts to prevent him, and the army he led has at least tried hard to stand in the way, and the situation is stronger than people, and no one can resist it.

But he was wrapped up in the fleeing crowd, and every moment he saw blood and wails, as if the soul had been wiped out after eating human flesh, tormented in despair. The sound from her mouth echoes in one's sleep, grabbing the heart of any one who still has a conscience, and making it impossible to sink into any place of peace of mind.

Is that enough?

Did you really do your best?

He would remember everything he had seen in the Southwest.

Life there was the same hardship, people would cut back on food and clothing, they would go hungry and be thrifty, but then people would have a different look on their faces. The army in the name of China will face the war, they will meet it, they will face the sacrifice, they will accept the sacrifice, and then the survivors will enjoy the joy of peace.

He remembered the righteousness and strictness of countless people in the southwest—including him, who asked Ning Yi: "How innocent are the people!" How can you expect everyone to be sensible and everyone to make the right choice! He would think of Ning Yi's cold-blooded reply, which was criticized: "Then they have to die!" He Wen felt that he had asked the right question.

Many of the questions Ning Yi answered, He Wen couldn't come up with a correct way to refute them. But this question alone reflects Ning Yi's cold-bloodedness. He Wen didn't appreciate such Ning Yi, and he had always believed that from this point of view, people could despise Ning Yi - at least, not to side with him.

But at this moment when many people were hunted down and died weightless for all sorts of bleak reasons, he would think about the problem.

They're going to die.

Jiangnan has always been rich, even if it has been ravaged by war for more than half a year, and has been tossed over and over again, there are not many people who have fled all the way at this moment, and some of them are even large families at the beginning, they used to have a good life, and even had a beautiful heart. They fled, they cried, they died, and no one gave them any favor because of their goodness.

Even the army of the Wu Dynasty, the one in front of them has already fought quite hard. However, is it enough?

The enemy cut it down, and if it can't be stopped, it will die, and there is no point in talking about hardships and reasons.

- If Ning Yi was beside him, he might have said such a ruthless thing. But because of the fear of death, for so many years, the southwest has always been strengthening itself, using every strength of everyone, hoping to survive the war. And the people born in the Wu Dynasty, no matter how good the reason for their weakness is, no matter how powerless they are, it makes people feel compassion.

They're dead.

Ning Yi looked at him: "They have to die." ”

One day in January, the Jurchens called, and people fled aimlessly, and He Wen, who was weak, saw the right direction and shouted in a hoarse voice, but no one listened to him, until he shouted: "I am a soldier of the Huaxia Army!" I'm a Black Flag soldier! Follow me! ”

The people who heard it clearly followed, and then spread the word of ten and hundred, and on this day he led many people to flee to the nearby mountains. When the sky was about to end and the people were shrouded in hunger again, He Wen cheered up, on the one hand, he arranged for people to look for food in the mountains in early spring, and on the other hand, he collected more than a dozen weapons to grab food for the surrendered Han army squad that followed the Jurchens nearby.

Fleeing all the way, even the strong ones in the team before have no strength at this time. It has become a habit to flee on this road, and it has become a habit not to dare to step forward, but there is no other way, He Wen told everyone about the achievements of the Black Flag Army, and then promised: "Just believe me!" ”

With more than a dozen people who were anxious, he found a surrendered Han army team of nearly 100 people, and wanted to report to them the transfer information of Han Shizhong's brigade.

At that moment, He Wen was ragged, weak, thin, and a severed hand seemed more and more weak, and the leader of the team did not have it, and let down his guard in He Wen's weak voice.

Soon after, He Wen took out a knife, and in front of the surrender of the Han army, he slashed the general's neck, blood spurted out in the light of the bonfire, he took out the black flag that had been prepared and raised it high, and in the darkness of the surrounding mountains, torches were lit one after another, and shouts came and went.

More than 100 people put down their swords and guns.

This was the beginning of his flag-raising. If you look into his pure thoughts, He Wen is actually unwilling to put up this black flag, he has not inherited the mantle of the black flag, it is just a cry in his despair. But after everyone gathered, this name could never be changed.

As long as someone is willing to put up an umbrella, it will not be long before a large number of displaced people will come to vote. The rebels rubbed against each other, and some even took the initiative to attack the Han army that was still abundant in supplies, which was the most ferocious group among the rebels, and He Wen pulled up such an army, he recalled the training content and organizational methods of the southwest army, and deployed the displaced people who gathered, and those who could hold knives must take knives, and never retreat after forming a formation, cultivating mutual trust among comrades-in-arms, holding meetings from time to time, remembering bittersweet and bittersweet, and accusing the Jurchens. Even if it is a woman and a child, he will definitely arrange a group work for others.

The hastily organized team was extremely dull, but it was enough to deal with the nearby Han army of Jinjin. It was precisely this style that made people even more convinced that He Wen was really a member of the legendary army, and in just over a month, the number of people gathered continued to expand. People are still hungry, but with the spring and the principle of fair distribution that Ho Wen leads by example in this rabble, the hungry people will no longer need to eat.

Cheng Zhouhai, an important member of the new emperor, once found He Wen, and stated to him the compulsion of Zhou Junwu's departure and the determination to revitalize the Wu Dynasty, and talked with He Wen about many things about the southwest - He Wen did not appreciate it, in fact, Cheng Zhouhai did not understand, He Wen's heart did not hate the new emperor of the Wu Dynasty, many times he also tried his best, what a heroic posture outside Jiangning City, and finally beat Zongfu's besieging army to ashes. However, it's not enough to do your best.

On the other hand, he was actually reluctant to talk too much about the Southwest, especially in front of another person who knew about the situation in the Southwest. He knew in his heart that he was not a real, soldier of the Huaxia Army.

By March, this army of displaced people with black flags had become famous throughout Jiangnan, and even many people in the mountains had contact with him. Wen Renfu came over to send something once, and while showing goodwill, he also chatted with He Wen about Ning Yi - he was like Cheng Zhouhai, he didn't understand He Wen's heart knot, and the final result was naturally in vain.

On the eighth and ninth days of the first month of March, the results of the battle in the southwest had actually spread to the south of the Yangtze River, and the righteous army in the name of the black flag made a great statement, followed by the article of Wu Qimei in the Lin'an court and distributed to the hands of the big clans in various places, and there were statements about tyranny and equality, and then it also reached the ears of many people.

He Wen received the news from Lin'an on the way to the north, he traveled all the way through the starry night, and his companions crossed the road near Taihu Lake, rushed to the direction of Zhenjiang, and got the information from the displaced people near Suzhou, among the companions, a swordsman named Huang Fuqing also read poetry and books, and after reading Wu Qimei's article, he became excited: "Mr. He, southwest...... Is it really such an equal place? ”

“…… Indeed, he spoke of the principle that all men are equal. ”

After reading Wu Qimei's article, He Wen understood the sinister intentions of this old dog. The description of the situation in the southwest in the article is all speculation and is not worth mentioning, but when it comes to the word equality, He Wen hesitated slightly and did not make too many comments.

His identity in Hedeng was discovered after Ning Yi returned to the southwest, and there was something about the "hungry ghost" in the Central Plains, and at that level at the beginning, he had also heard some discussions from the General Staff. Ning Yi gave Wang Shitong advice, but Wang Shitong did not listen, and eventually the group of hungry ghosts who lived by looting continued to expand, and millions of people were affected.

How similar is Jiangnan's situation and his own situation to that of a hungry ghost?

After the Jurchens pulled out the camp, the supplies in Jiangnan were almost at the bottom, or the people could only face each other with swords and devour each other. The homeless people, mountain bandits, the rebels, and the Han army were all fighting with each other, waving black flags themselves, and the personnel under their command continued to swell, attacking the Han army after the expansion, and continuing to expand after the attack.

- This will eventually die of self-hygienia.

He didn't make too much comment on Wu Qimei's article, and he thought silently along the way, and by the afternoon of the eleventh day, he had already entered a place about 100 miles south of Zhenjiang.

The camps of the Jin army were stationed on both sides of the Yangtze River, including the millions of Han slaves they drove up, and the procession across the river stretched for a long time. On the periphery of the procession, there were also Han troops stationed on patrol after the gold reduction, and He Wen and his companions quietly approached this most dangerous area.

In the evening, they rested in the mountains, and the small group did not dare to live, and ate the little dry food in silence. He Wen sat on the grass and watched the sunset, his clothes were shabby and his body was still weak, but there was a force in the silence, and no one dared to disturb him.

Until the moment when the sunset turned red, he summoned Huang Fuqing and the others over.

“…… When Mr. Ning was in the southwest, he did say many times that the concept of equality for all people is undoubtedly the ultimate and highest pursuit of human society. That is to say, the way of this world has changed and changed, and in the end, it must change in that direction. ”

Some of the people sitting around couldn't understand, and some people understood part of it, and most of them looked solemn at this time. He Wen recalled: "When I was in the southwest, I used to ...... I've seen such an article, and now that I think about it, I remember it very clearly, it was like this...... From the basic concept of Gewuxue and the observation of the world and society in which human beings live, we can understand this basic rule: in the society in which human beings live, all conscious and influential changes are produced by the actions of every human being who makes up this society. Under the guidance of this basic rule, in order to seek the fairness and justice that can be realistically achieved and sought by human society, we believe that human beings are born with the following reasonable and legitimate rights: 1. The right to live ......" (the memory should not be so clear, but this paragraph has not been modified and disrupted).

He Wen sat in the sunset and said those words, and everyone felt more or less confused, but after seeing He Wen, they paused you:

"You know, why Wu Qimei of Lin'an wrote such an article is because the foundation of his court is all in the gentry clans, and what these gentry clans are most afraid of is equality here...... If everyone is equal, why should they be hungry? Why is it that the landlord's family has thousands of acres of fertile land, but you can only be a tenant farmer for the rest of your life? Wu Qimei, an old dog, he felt that if he talked about the Huaxia Army like this with these gentry clans, these clans would be afraid of the Huaxia Army and would defeat the Huaxia Army. ”

With a wave of his hand, he threw out the articles of Wu Qimei and some others, and the pieces of paper flew in the sunset, and He Wen's words became sonorous and firm: "...... And what they are afraid of, we should do! They are afraid of equality, so we want to be equal! After the success of this event, we will stand up and tell everyone the idea of equality! ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the world is dead!" He Wendao, "How many families have broken people and lost their wives and scattered!" And those big clans, when the Wu Dynasty was there, they lived by the Wu Dynasty, and they lived better than anyone else, they didn't do anything, and the corpses were vegetarian! Take a little here, take a little there, and bring down the Wu Dynasty, and they will continue to live their good life by selling the Wu Dynasty and us! This is because they have more things to occupy and take than us, and the lives of the small people are worthless, and they are like cattle and horses in peacetime, and they are like ants in war! We can't go on like this, and from now on, we won't let these people be superior to others! ”

He Wen waved his fist, his brain was originally easy to use, in the southwest for several years, in fact, he came into contact with the style and information within the Huaxia Army is very much, and even many "isms", whether it is mature or not, the Huaxia Army is encouraged to discuss and debate, at this time he recalled, while telling, and finally made a decision.

“…… How many gentry can there be in this world? Now the family is ruined, and the dead are the majority! Everyone was exploited by the gentry and driven like pigs and sheep by the Jurchens, because the largest number of people in the world were rabble. But from now on, this is not the case, we have to tell them the truth, why! Why are we not worthy of being human beings, we have to awaken and unite them! From today onwards, we'll be called—"

He paused, and finally nodded calmly but firmly to the ground: "-Gong! Flat! Party! ”

Everyone's expressions were excited, and some people wanted to stand up and shout, but they were stopped by the people around them. He Wen looked at these people, in the sunset, he saw himself and Ning Yi when he was in the southwest a few years ago, he remembered what Ning Yi said, and remembered what he said, "Read first, then take the exam". I also remembered the premise of equality that Ning Yi said. I also remembered his complicated look when he talked about "fighting local tyrants and dividing the land" several times. In fact, there are many ways to do it for a long time.

The world is always driven by wind and rain.

We don't have that kind of room anymore, do we?

Since they are so afraid.

Now there is no way forward.

Then fight the local tyrants and divide the land.

Originally, I wanted to write the whole plot in one chapter, but today I only wrote it here, and I can't help it.

(End of chapter)