As soon as Song Jiang arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, across the river, he saw that the ships on the river were like clouds.

In the distance, a lucky boat came galloping, beating countless layers of waves, hitting the embankment on both sides.

After a while, the fortune boat stopped by the river, lowered the deck from above, and a big man jumped down.

"Isn't it my brother Wu Erlang?" Song Jiang stretched out his hand, and the big man's face shook and he rushed over with a grin.

Wu Song is tall, and since he was arrested, he has a long beard under his chin, and he looks dignified, but a deep and long scar at the corner of his eyebrows makes him look a little more gloomy.

When ordinary people see such a big man, it is estimated that they have to avoid walking, not what his heart is, but people's normal avoidance reaction to danger, just like seeing a puppy on the street will not be hidden, but it is rare to be willing to spread with a tiger. Even if you know that a tiger can't bite, it will inevitably make people feel terrified, Wu Song is such a human type.

Standing in front of Song Jiang, two heads taller, Hua Rong on both sides also muttered: "What a big bird." ”

"This time, we must take down this gang of thieves for the imperial court, so that we can teach the world that our brothers are loyal and righteous." Song Jiang said with a smile.

A person like Wu Song is at the level of a soldier king wherever he goes, plus he was recommended by Song Jiang by the Privy Council, and he has a big background, and he is very popular in the South China Sea. He scratched his head and said with a smile: "I learned that it was Brother Gongming who came to command the troops, so I specially asked Commander Wu for orders to bring these ships to transport troops." This time I was able to follow my brother, even if I died in battle, I was happy. ”

"Where is Erlang talking, just a thief, where can you hurt our brothers, please talk on the boat, I will introduce Hua Rong to you, this is also my own good brother."

At the port, the well-trained new troops of the Beijing camp boarded the troop transport ships of the South China Sea Naval Division in turn, and their war horses were also specially transported by horse boats.

"The thieves gathered in the area of Hangzhou, and they wanted to repeat Fang La's retrograde and take Hangzhou first." Song Jiang said with a smile: "Foolish people talk about dreams, tomorrow they will pack up the soldiers and horses, eat enough, feed the horses, and beat them back to their original shape in a battle." ”

In the area of Hangzhou, a large number of anti-thieves gathered, and they were still somewhat disciplined, counting on missionaries to accept people.

However, as the ranks grew, there was no bottom line more and more, the army's discipline was extremely corrupt, and everywhere it passed was in ruins, and countless women were humiliated to death.

Their actions forced more desperate people to join the rebels, from a kind people who had been bullied, to become the same kind of beasts, and began to kill other good people. They became ferocious in order to survive, and they became shameless because they didn't know how long they could live because of the bleak future, a vicious circle, and a piece of erosion.

This is already a typical thief, the last years of the Ming Dynasty were dragged down by these people, exterminated one and exposed another, fortunately, today's people are not as desperate as the end of the Ming Dynasty.

After the General Administration Department began to preach, many people knew about the dangers of religious belief, and the governor of Jingchu, Wang Ji, and Jiangnan Zhang Shuye mobilized troops in time to bring the situation under control.

In the anti-thief camp, Wang Jingang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his mood was irritable.

said that they would take Hangzhou together, but the soldiers and horses of the Ming Sect on the other side of Dongting Lake couldn't even see a single figure.

The soldiers in the battalion were all confused and numb. They also did not see what the future holds, but when they heard the sound of drums and horns, they rushed forward excitedly, slaughtered the people, and enjoyed the rich gentry's women to snatch the gold and jewels.

In the distance, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, Wang Jingang killed people without blinking, and his heart was as ruthless as iron and stone, but after all, they were all fighting in the rivers and lakes, how could they have the ability to command the war.

He is not a natural general like Fang Qifo and Yao Pingzhong, so he didn't arrange any sentry posts at all, and he flocked to Hangzhou in a hurry, thinking that breaking Hangzhou City was like a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and more people were the last word.

There are nearly 100,000 anti-thieves, including many old and weak women and children, who struggle to hold hoes.

Wang Jingang's heart was like a drum, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a large group of people rolling out like a tide on the horizon in the distance.

The red tassels on the heads of the new army in Beijing, with the undulation of the war horses, it was really like a sea of fire, and the sound of hooves rolling shook the ground slightly.

"Pick up the blade, kill a few people, and consider yourself a sergeant." Yang Yizhong's expression was cold, he took out the bow at his waist, and shot arrows with a bow on his horse.

Outside the rain of arrows, it was the dazzling sun of the blades and armor, and the dust and smoke of the war horses rolling up the ground.

In the dust and smoke rolled up by the ten thousand troops, the banner of the Song character was erected high, and the new army of the Beijing camp really only repaired for one day, and then rushed outside the city of Hangzhou.

The defenders in Hangzhou City, seeing the reinforcements from outside, were also ready to go out of the city to annihilate the enemy.

In one round, charging down, the situation on the battlefield can only be described by chopping melons and vegetables.

The Hangzhou officials at the head of the city were dumbfounded, is this the new army of the Beijing camp that the imperial court has hidden for a year?

The soldiers and horses that Yang Lin painstakingly built to deal with the Jurchen ferocious soldiers and horses in the extremely cold land came to this chaotic people in the south of the Yangtze River, just like slaying a dragon treasure knife and cutting tofu.

The wailing, the shouts of killing, the horsemen chasing after them, the thieves fleeing in all directions.

These people tossed a big momentum in Jiangnan, and they were even vulnerable!

The anti-thieves who had been in trouble for half a month, were killed and scattered in just one battle.

The black pressure on the ground pressed the chaotic people who knelt on the ground, their hands raised above their heads, and the miscellaneous blades were thrown aside, although they no longer resisted, but there were too many people, and it still slowed down the speed of the cavalry's pursuit.

Wang Jingang and others, under the protection of several cronies, fled for their lives.

His operation was good, it was a standard uprising template, but unfortunately he encountered the Great Song Dynasty, which had reached the peak of its military force.

A powerful minister who relied on the military strength and forced the palace to seize power in the "peaceful and prosperous era" dominated by civilian officials, what kind of ruthless people are under him, there is no need to say more.

Halberds were broken everywhere outside the city of Hangzhou, and it was not uncommon for a Song army to hold hundreds or thousands of prisoners, and the gates of Hangzhou were opened wide and began to liquidate these rebellious people.

At the same time, Uncle Zhang led people to search from state to county at night. Hunt down and kill the local gentry who support the bandits, and eliminate the economic backing of the rebels at the root.

At this time, their ally, the Dongting Lake rebels, was on their way to Dali to rescue the so-called King Xiaoming.

The little Ming King that the Ming Sect had in mind was following behind Yang Tianning, the great enemy of the Ming Sect, at this time, and was trying to grow into a qualified little man.

On Dali's side, Fang Qifo was at ease in dealing with the situation in Jiaozhi, if it weren't for Yang Shaozai to kill the Jiaozhi people, and Da Song would have appeared last, he would have already hit Shenglong City.

Upon learning of the Jingchu Jiangnan Rebellion, Fang Qifo sent Yang Tianning with his spy battalion and 20,000 barbarian soldiers and horses to the north to support the suppression of bandits.

The vigorous Jingchu Rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River was reduced to a one-sided liquidation and killing. It is conceivable that in the future, these two rich provinces will usher in a major reshuffle.

Local turmoil and erosion are inevitable, after all, those who support the anti-thieves are the wealthy families who occupy the vast majority of local resources. The struggle against these people will not be easier than defeating the rebels head-on, and it may be a difficult process.

Jiangnan was defeated in the first battle, and the next thing was to purge the remnants of the people, but it unexpectedly pushed Yang Lin's prestige to a new height.

Whether it is the princes of Bianliang or the people everywhere, they are all amazed by the strength of the Great Song Dynasty today. In the south of the Yangtze River, there was a lot of trouble for several months, breaking the six prosperous state capitals in the south of the Yangtze River, killing officials without counting, and abusing hundreds of thousands of people.

When he arrived at Wang Jingang, the fire was extinguished as soon as he arrived, and the combat effectiveness of the Jingying Forbidden Army was rumored to be miraculous for a while. Especially the people of Bianliang, the lanterns are like the New Year, celebrating the bravery of the soldiers. You must know that the people of Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, won this hearty victory, and it was like a long drought and a rainy day. In previous years, the generals of the Great Song Dynasty would be drowned out by the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis when they won the Hu people in archery on New Year's Day.

This kind of situation of hating it for a long time and jubilating the whole people at the slightest achievement is a bit distressing when you think about it carefully. It's like the Chinese football in later generations, scolding on weekdays, and suddenly one day, he gave you a careless one, coldly slaughtered the United States and won a World Cup...

When did we become so strong?

After Yang Shaozai seizes power...