Huizhou North Gate Urn City.

"Yang Qianhu, don't close the door!"

Ni Zhixian shouted anxiously with a bare foot that had lost his shoe.

The main city gate in front of him was closing.

Behind him, you can already see the surging Diao people, those young people who followed him out of the city are defecting one after another, a few heroic ones still want to resist, but they are drowned in a blink of an eye, and even some of the poor people attached to Guo are pouring out with all kinds of messy weapons, joining Song Qi's team, they are killing his back like a carnival......

The blockade on the walls has begun.

Several cannons were firing, but the shells were like small stones thrown in a torrent, and they did not stir up the visible waves in the slightest.

Behind the city gate, Yang Guangxian was entangled......

Well, there are officers and soldiers here.

This is not only the capital city of Huizhou, but also the county seat of Shexian or the Acropolis of Xin'an, and even the Huining Bingbei Road is actually stationed here, but the current Huining Dao is Jin Sheng, who was directly promoted from the people, and he has led the Huizhou regiment to practice a bloody battle in Congshan Pass. However, Xin'anwei has long existed in name only, and even existed in name only more than a hundred years ago, at this time, it is estimated that there is no one in ten military households, and there are only these generals who are no different from the gentry left, and even their use of serfs is even worse, so the resistance to Yang Dudu is as strong.

In fact, the generals of the Ming Dynasty, especially in the south, were generally dissatisfied with Yang Dudu, after all, this traitor was in Fengyang's reclamation, which made the generals of Fengyang very embarrassed.

Including Yang Qianhu.

Yang Qianhu is not a miscellaneous fish, this is also a strange person in the late Ming Dynasty.

During the Chongzhen period, the coffin was carried and Wen Tiren was impeached.

However, he later surrendered to our Qing Dynasty in accordance with the trend, and it is said that he also served as a teacher for Ma Ge, and served as the supervisor of Qin Tianjian until then, and angrily reprimanded John Tang, asking the latter If the earth is round, wouldn't the people who live below have to live with their heads down, not to mention that the water in the sea will not flow down to the bottom, and the people of the Taixi countries will not live in the sea, just like those fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs......

In other words, his imagination is still very rich.

It is also said that Yang Qianhu, who has another heart, regarded Yang Dudu's set of fallacies and heresies, just like the original history of angrily denouncing Tang Ruowang, as a disaster to the country, and even smashed a globe with his own hands in front of the public to show his disdain, and he also gave the apocalypse a piece of music before, and advised His Majesty the Emperor not to believe in these ghosts. What earth is round, what nine planets in the solar system, what science, it's just ridiculous, I believe this, and put Confucius where he is, so in this decisive battle between the Huizhou gentry and Yang Reverse, he resolutely stepped forward and became the banner of the New Anwei Army against Yang.

Of course, you don't have to go to war.

He can be a teacher for Brother Ma, so Confucianism must be profound, what kind of system does he have to dance with a knife and a gun like a rough blank?

However, he didn't expect to get the opportunity to kill thieves for the country at this moment.

Yang Qianhu looked at Nizhi County.

His legs trembled with excitement......

At this time, Ni Zhixian fell to the ground because he was in a hurry, and then stretched out his hand like an abandoned woman who kept a scumbag......

"Yang Qianhu!"

He screamed heartbreakingly.

"Close the door!"

Yang Qianhu finally showed his IQ that he could be a teacher for Brother Ma, and shouted decisively.

The soldiers on both sides hurriedly closed the door.

"Yang Qianhu!"

Ni Zhixian continued to scream heart-rending as he got up.

However, Yang Qianhu only left him a creatic crack in the door that gradually narrowed, and the two city gates creaked like a closed coffin cover, slowly closing his last hope.

"Don't close the door!"

The next moment, Ni Zhixian burst out like a scream, he pounced forward with one bare foot, and then finally pounced on the door before the crack in the door completely disappeared, desperately inserting a hand, trying to block the closure of the door.

But Yang Qianhu didn't care about this hand at all.

Because at this time, Song Qi, who was carrying a short gun, had already rushed into the urn city, and then raised his hand to shoot, and the bullet hit the city gate instantly, but because Ni Zhixian's arm was stuck inside, the city gate could not be completely closed, Yang Qianhu watched Song Qi rush to Ni Zhixian's back, and several Diao people stepped forward with wooden sticks to try to stop. Yang Qianhu also jumped up suddenly, and then his rather weighty body slammed into the city gate like a battering ram.

With Ni Zhixian's heart-rending scream, the city gate was finally completely closed.

Then a severed hand fell.

"It's just in time!"

Yang Qianhu wiped the cold sweat on his head and said.

Those soldiers struggled to resist the city gate, and quickly fell into the bolt in the impact outside, although it was a little difficult, but the task was finally completed, seeing the city gate closed, Yang Qianhu smiled with relief, but at the same time, there was a tsunami-like roar behind him......

"The Jingnan Army has arrived!"

"Open the city gate to welcome the Duke of Yingguo!"

"Fight the local tyrants and divide the fields!"

……

A nightmarish roar rang out in a chaotic way.

Yang Qianhu turned around angrily and looked at the crowd of people pouring out of the alleys behind him.

The Diao people outside the city were blocked, but the Diao people in the city broke out, and Yang Qianhu wanted to cry without tears at this moment.

The entire city of Huizhou was overwhelmed by the outbreak of poverty in a blink of an eye,

Everyone went crazy, carrying all kinds of things that could be used as weapons, sticks, hoes and even kitchen knives, and women with scissors, although their armament seemed so ridiculous, but when tens of thousands of people came together, they were invincible legions, at least in the era when there were no breech guns, such a torrent was really invincible. Originally, there were some gentry patrolling the streets with people in person, and they were also worried about this, and there were even some cavalry of the militia regiment, but after they only fired a few shots, they were instantly drowned, trampled under the feet of countless people, and in front of the torrent of dozens and hundreds of times, any resistance was meaningless.

Then the torrent crashed straight into the city gates.

"Stop, stop these people!"

Yang Qianhu finally said tremblingly.

The dozens of militia soldiers beside him looked at each other, then looked at him with disdain, and turned away without hesitation.

"You!"

Yang Qianhu said sadly.

The next moment the torrent hit him, he didn't even see who hit him, and then he fell backwards in the impact, and then a big foot stepped on his face at once, and there were only big feet left in his vision, and he was just like this in countless big foot tramples, screaming and hugging his head and curling up, not to mention resisting, even dodging was not able to dodge.

But fortunately behind him was the city gate.

The crowd that poured into the gate then stopped and opened the gate.

This short opportunity was seized by him, Yang Qianhu, who had countless footprints, struggled to stand up, and squeezed to the city wall as fast as possible, and at the same time the city gate was opened, and the city gate that opened inward just provided him with a small harbor with thickness. He just stood against the wall, watching the torrent continue to pour outward, but in the blink of an eye it turned inward, and he didn't dare to move, so close to the wall, relying on the little shelter provided by the gate, watching the torrent rush in front of him as if it were endless.

At this time, he was unrecognizable, his face was full of blood, his hat was gone, and his clothes were torn into rags, but he didn't have to worry about being recognized, otherwise it would still be very dangerous, and he didn't know how long it would take for the torrent to weaken, Yang Qianhu let out a sigh of relief and staggered out.

He definitely didn't dare to go home, and his house might have been ransacked by the Diao people at this time.

With his head bowed, full of worries for his family and country, and full of anger against the traitors and the people, he walked out of the city in despair.

There were still people walking by on both sides, and everyone was happy......

"Diaomin!"

He whispered.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his foot and neck.

He lowered his head in astonishment, and then he saw a bloody face like a demon, and a pair of resentful eyes staring at him, but the man lying on the ground was also unrecognizable, and far more miserable than he was, and one arm was broken......

"Yang, Yang Guangxian, he is, Xin'anwei Qianhu!"

The man said as if he had tried his last strength.

A few poor people who were passing by turned their heads in amazement and looked at Yang Qianhu with puzzled eyes.

"Yang Guangxian, it's Yang Qianhu!"

One of them shouted in surprise.

"A few brothers are kind!"

Yang Qianhu said with a smile.

But it's a pity that he was answered with a casserole-sized fist.

Yang Qianhu, who was beaten by this punch, covered his nose and retreated with a scream, and then he leaned against the wall and looked at several people in front of him with frightened eyes, as if he had seen it, but he couldn't remember his identity, but it was normal for him to not remember this identity. But the men blocked him in the middle, and one of them picked up a wooden stick on the ground that he didn't know who had been squeezed out, and looked at him maliciously as he weighed it in his hand.

"Qianhu, the little ones are Xinanwei, Qianhu has been so good to the brothers all these years, the brothers have always dreamed of repaying you, today I finally got the opportunity, if I don't do something to you, it will be really shameless to see the ancestors."

The man said with a smile.

"Brothers, brothers, there is something to say, we are all military families and brothers, ah......"

Yang Qianhu screamed, watching the wooden stick fall, he subconsciously raised his arm, and then the wooden stick smashed on his shoulder, smashing him directly to squat.

"Brother, who is a brother with you, why didn't I see you say anything brother when we knocked on the bone and sucked the marrow!"

The soldier said as he smashed it.

Several other military households are also not idle, saying that the hatred of the Ming military households for the hereditary officers is even more than that of the tenants against the landlords, and now they finally get the opportunity to take revenge, so they don't hurry up to take revenge, they raised their feet one by one and stepped on Yang Qianhu.

The unlucky Yang Qianhu held his head and kept screaming.

Behind them, Ni Zhixian watched this scene, with a relieved smile, and finally swallowed his last breath.

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