The third uncle was carried away on a stretcher, yes, he was carried away.

An old man who was already thin and weak, but he had too many responsibilities on his shoulders, and he really did his best for the whole cottage. There were too many seizures in this battle, but he was not worried about anyone's work, everything was detailed, for fear of missing any little bit of valuable, after two days and two nights of busy work, after watching the last handful of hay bale on horseback, the last iron nail loaded and transported away, and the last child was led by adults, the third uncle was completely tired, Lu Shi had to let people put a stretcher and carry it back to the mountain, but what moved people was that he still held an old spoon picked up on the road in his hand.

When the last figure of Woniu Mountain disappeared behind the ridge outside the county seat, on the hill not far away, among a group of dejected officials, the county respected Zhang Guang, Zhang Ziyue straightened his chest and said: "Okay, we have recovered the county seat, let's go home."

So everyone lost their souls and returned to the county town where except for the common people and the gentry, rich businessmen, and other places had become white land.

Walking on the clean but solemn streets, Zhang Xianling had mixed feelings, this is the change in less than ten days, and it was like a dream in a hurry. All the rich prospects have become a passing cloud.

But fortunately, the damn Woniu Mountain also returned an intact county seat to himself, and did not coerce the people according to the convention, so that the small people under his rule were still there, which was also a blessing in misfortune.

When Zhang Xianling saw the general soldier who was released by the people Woniu Mountain, and his face was full of shame, he didn't even have the heart to be angry, he just waved his hand and drove him away like a fly, but the general soldier didn't dare to really leave, he was defeated and captured, if he didn't turn around a little, he would never dare to go back to Yan'an, if he went back like this, he didn't wait to enter the city, his head would be cut off by the governor, and the literati would definitely not be soft when they killed a martial artist, so they followed closely behind the county with a shy face, waiting for the next step.

When I returned to the county office, I saw the yamen after the flood, Zhang County's heart was dripping blood, and when he saw that only one of his seven concubines was left, the hatred was even more unforgettable.

The various directors of the county government and the three classes of officials began to come back one after another to see their masters, but few people had the same sadness on their faces as the county order, after all, the small property was preserved, and about the post-war responsibility, it was all a matter of your county order, and they had nothing to do with them. The county magistrate in the county cried and reported that all the autumn grain taxes and arsenal materials in the county, as well as the warehouses sold by the government, are now moving to find a place to make a living.

His housekeeper also came to report that all the master's belongings, only the 5 wives who didn't leave didn't even have a pair of underwear left, please tell the lord that the rice at night should go to the grain store to buy a little on credit?

Zhang Xianling was mad, raising his fists in the lobby and roaring loudly; "Gather all the rich businessmen and gentry in the county, we want to raise donations, we want to re-recruit the villagers, develop the signing, we want to reorganize the soldiers and horses, I must destroy Woniu Mountain, I want to kill Zhao Dahai, I want to break his cottage, I want to break his body into ten thousand pieces."

After a while, the three classes of officials who went out to gather the rich merchants and squires came back one after another, and the news they brought back was that this time the thieves broke the city, and everyone was frightened out of the problem, and they could not rush to participate in the righteous deeds of the county lord, and only sealed ten taels of silver to support the decision of the old parents.

Zhang Xianling angrily swept the letter of silver to the ground, but then he became depressed, and there was really no way to do it.

Now he also wants to find a chicken to kill the scared monkeys, but now it seems that they are all chickens or monkeys, and you can't kill all the chickens.

Zhang Xianling sat down on the floor of the empty lobby with his head down, muttering to himself constantly; "What to do, what to do now?"

Zhang Xianling, who had calmed down, asked weakly to all the people in the lobby; "What other ideas can make up for this catastrophe, let's talk about it?"

The county trembled; "If you can't do it, if you can't do it, you can report it to the governor and let Shangfeng send the trilateral officers and troops to exterminate them, we can't do anything."

So everyone looked at the county as if they were idiots.

Now the official army is being disturbed by the Tatars from the north and south, where can they take care of these small things? Besides, if you report like this, and don't treat you on the spot as an incompetent official, causing the place to rot, banditry, and the loss of the city and food, your future will be ruined. If you want to calm down this catastrophe, you have to exterminate the mud yourself, and the culprit of the hateful Woniu Mountain will be reported again.

But you can't hide such a major event as losing the city, first, the eyes and ears of the imperial court brocade clothes are all over the world, and you can't hide them from any trouble, if you don't take the initiative to report, it will be a crime, and second, colleagues in the surrounding counties will fall into the ground, which is certain.

Due to poor planning, Qian Zanhua, who caused the defeat of the official army, stepped forward again, groaned for a while, and stepped forward to bow to the depressed Zhang Xianling; "My lord, this report still has to be reported, otherwise our loss this time is no matter what, it is impossible to make up for it, and it is impossible to hide this lost city, and at that time, it will be passive to ask the peak, so we still report it, but there is still a saying in the report, and at the same time, it is impossible to say that we can still get a great merit, and the lower officials have a way to let us not go to the peak and kill a soldier without mud, especially the Woniu Mountain."

Zhang Xian made people wait for it, like a dying person grasping a life-saving straw, grabbed Qian Zanhua, and said eagerly: "My lord, if there is any other way, I will obey it." ”

Qian Zanhua has a plan for his future, so he must help this county order find an excuse to turn around this big defeat, or he will have no chance to turn over in front of the governor in the future.

So Qian Zanhua was in this empty lobby, pacing slowly, trying to make his image feel a little confident.

"Although this war is very different from our original calculations, it is still under our control in general, when Shangfeng could not give us help, we used only 1,000 guards and soldiers, we relied on the donations of various large gentry and merchants, we recruited village warriors, we admired Ding Ding Zhuang, we resisted the 100,000 coalition troops of all the thieves in the surrounding counties, we resisted." When he said this, his hands were raised excitedly, which led to the improvement of the already decadent and dull morale in the lobby.

"We defeated them, the bones of the thieves outside the county are proof, we beheaded 20,000 people, looking at the Ming Dynasty, after the founding of the country, who has such a credit as us?"

"That's right, looking at Daming, there really isn't such a gain as ours, this is really a splash of credit." Everyone's eyes were hot and their hearts were beating for a while, and their anger gradually rose.

"And cut, we took the initiative to send troops to prepare to plow the court and sweep the holes, sweep away the bandits for the emperor for many years, appease the place, and return the emperor to a peaceful borderland, but after all, we have a huge disparity in strength, we have done our best for the country and the emperor, so we are the first meritorious, so we have to report for merit, so, we should be promoted to the third level."

The general soldier immediately lifted his spirits, that is, I used 2,000 temporary cobbled together to fight a decisive battle against tens of thousands of thieves, although the defeat was still glorious, so we have merit, so our future is still brilliant.

Qian Zan painted, his thinking became clearer and clearer, and he said calmly again; "But. We must know that we can't cover up the loss of grain and grass in the county, and we can't cover it up if we want to, what should we do? ”

What to do? Now everyone is excited by Qian Zanhua's encouragement, and everyone is surrounding Qian Zanhua, waiting for the next step of this wise man.

"We have to report, we want to report that although we have suffered heavy casualties and our county is in danger, we are fighting, so we have a good impression in the governor, but then we still lose the county under the disparity in numbers."

Everyone was enthusiastic about Qian Zanhua's description, as if they were really in the midst of war again, and they were really fighting hard for the emperor and the court.

"So in order not to lose an inch of the Ming territory, we fought back, with the only two thousand Ding Zhuang townships we recruited to counterattack the county seat, we fought bloodily, we were killed and wounded, the general soldier and the county lord, the county master of the third class of the officer, including the weak master, all braved the arrow and the stone to shout and fight, bravely climbed the city, for this reason, as a civil official example, the county was also seriously injured, the general soldier was also scarred, the guard of the thousands of households died in the city, and the township Yong signed Ding is the corpse pillow pillow blood flowed into a river." At this point, the tone was tragic, and there were already tears in his eyes, and the flesh and blood of the real Jin Ge Iron Horse were flying, and the entire hall became extremely dull and tragic.

Qian Zanhua was silent for a while, and suddenly waved his fist, "However, with our loyalty and patriotism, we finally recaptured the county seat, and we did not live up to the emperor's grace." ”

All the people in the lobby had already felt the fierceness of the battle they had "personally experienced", and their blood was already boiling.

"But we are exhausted, and we can no longer fight, so we ask the governor to send a large army to eradicate for us the bandits who have been defeated by us, and to allocate grain, grass and silver money to pay off the arrears of the large gentry, and to pay for the village warriors who died in this battle."

The whole hall became silent, and they were all shocked by Master Guo's three-fold war, where is this official document, this is a continuous, written like this, everyone has merit and where has it.

"We're going to write down the whole process in detail, without embellishment, and it's a perfect war process in itself." Qian Zanhua lit a book, and said very seriously.

"Yes, yes, that's right, if you embellish it, it's self-defeating." The county agreed.

Zhang Xianzun clapped his hands and said: "Yes, the battle report must be written, although we have recaptured the county, but the grain and grass taxes have been plundered by thieves, in order to recruit the township to recapture the county, we still owe a lot of debts." Zhang Xianling was already happy, and everyone nodded in approval.