Chapter 389: Turning Point (3)

Bai Liyan (Wei Xian) twisted the short black beard on her jaw and looked at Zhao Anling's pretentious virtue.

"The head of the Zhao family just said that his brother died early, right?"

"Exactly, my brother Zhao Qu was sick in his early years, and the Du family has been in charge for ten years, but he didn't leave his brother behind after all."

"Oh, then this Du family is the sixth surname of your Zhao family?"

"Yes, the Du family was originally a palace doctor, and when the country was broken, he fled to Xianguo with his ancestors to avoid trouble, and for hundreds of years, the six families have been each other's in-laws, so the six surnames of the Zhao family are all diagnosed and treated by the Du family."

"I see, what is the origin of Guan Long, Xiahou, Li, and the Zhou family?"

"The ancestors of the Zhou family were originally wealthy families of the legal country, and now they are engaged in winemaking. The ancestor of the Li family is a side line of the feudal monarch of the Xian State, and after the defeat of the family road eighty years ago, he violated the law, and was cut and moved here by the King of Xian, as for the Xiahou and Guan Long families, ......"

"Under the ancestors, they are from the country." Guan Longxiang took over and said: "The Xiahou clan is the owner of the Hongwen Pavilion of the Yeguo, and he has been friends with my family for generations. ”

The origin of the six surnames of the Zhao family is mainly the decline of the powerful, at least one or two hundred years old, Bai Liyan suddenly found that he has been going around for so many years, and he has never jumped out of the circle of the powerful. Whether it is an existing aristocratic group or a late aristocracy, the tradition inherited by their families is richer and longer than that of the common people.

Even if the aristocracy declined, its tutoring, home education and a complete set of education system did not completely disappear with the decline of the family. At present, as long as people are alive, even if they are deprived of their property and status, they cannot be deprived of their education.

At a time when agricultural production is not high, not everyone has a collection of books at home, and they all have a family tradition of teaching by word and deed, and they can receive education, and 98 percent of the people are illiterate. The scarcity of educational resources restricts the flow between classes and solidifies the bond between the top and lower strata of society.

The reason why the aristocracy is aristocracy is not how pure and clean the blood of the nobility is, but the resources they have access to are beyond the reach of the commoners, and the most significant gap is education. They know how to educate and how to use knowledge to gain power.

In a world full of illiteracy, the monarch mainly governs the world, relying on illiterate peasants and literate magnates, because only the powerful and noble relatives can obtain sufficient resources to cultivate the children of the world. Ordinary people want to get ahead more often, either by killing people on the battlefield, or by tightening their belts and going to private school.

The six surnames of the Zhao family are typical of the declining aristocratic group family alliance, hoping to gather the afterglow of each family and re-glorify the ancestors. Just like the Gongliang clan, who has been dormant for a hundred years, and once the virtue and Taoism have been glorious for generations, the six surnames of the Zhao family at this time have not put their bets on his Bailiyan.

It must be known that all the magnates and officials west of the Yongxing River in the Xianguo Kingdom have disappeared under the sweep of the rebels, and in terms of the current family potential of the six surnames of the Zhao family, once the Dongshan rises again, the influence of the Zhao family in the three cities of the West County will increase day by day.

After listening to Guan Longxiang's narration, Baili Yan did not move, without the slightest intention of being wary. After that, the conversation changed and continued to agree on the details of the "poisoning" in detail, and made slight changes on the basis of Zhao Anling's plan.

After all, it is not a comfortable thing for the disorderly people to be poisoned and diarrhea, and it is enough to pull for two days to punish and weaken the purpose, and sometimes the bitch has to do it, and the archway must be erected.

Soon after dark, more than 2,000 civilian troops deployed in the west of the city withdrew in an orderly manner, secretly spreading the news that the black turban soldiers were coming to the city from time to time. Sure enough, on the night of the night in the west of the city, the largest rebellion since entering the city broke out, and thousands of people almost agreed to take to the streets to burn, kill and loot.

After three days of rectification, the scythes used to harvest rice in the hands of the peasants were confiscated, and most of the rioters did not have decent weapons, thanks to the timely evacuation work, the rioters who gathered were mostly set on fire and robbed, with few casualties, and Zhao Anling did have two brushes.

Under the mobilization of the Zhao family, the people of Xianguo were concentrated in the east of the city, and the people's army and the men of each family were concentrated in the street passes, and the chaotic people could not rush, so they could only spread in other directions.

Baili Yan transferred 300 cavalry battalions and 2,000 civilian troops to guard the Nanying and Juncang Treasury and watch the prisoners of war. The remaining 1,000 people and 5,000 militia troops of the pioneer battalion were mobilized to firmly guard the four gates, and the rest of the city was released for the chaotic people to toss.

Tossing until the second half of the night, the rebels finally broke through the granary in the west of the city, and began to distribute grain, and the next morning, like a rainstorm that could not be suppressed, the chaotic people who were full of wine and food fell into pieces, and the pain on their faces could not be increased.

There are thousands of people with diarrhea, and the number of poisoned men, women, and children reached 50,000 or 60,000 at noon.

At the same time, on the night of the Tiancheng riots, Su Hong and Lu Zhao successfully entered Xiaqu, as Bailiyan expected, more than half of the 8,000 defenders of Xiaqu were drunk and dreamed of death in the prostitution camp, and when the Xian army entered the city, the rebels disarmed and surrendered, and there were few resistors.

Also that night, the rebel generals Huang Pu and Guan Du led 20,000 men to march in a hurry, camping twenty miles away from Tiancheng, and found that the fire in Tiancheng was soaring from a distance.

"General Huang Pu, could it be that the Xianjun army has just entered the city?" Guan Du guessed.

"This is impossible, the scouts have already come to report, the Xian army has already entered the city, and the Tiancheng Taishou has not responded for a long time, so he must have been killed by the Xian army. The fire must have been caused by the chaos in the city. Early tomorrow morning, we will go to besiege the city immediately, and we must not let the Xian army have a chance to breathe. ”

"Do you and I divide our troops to Weijin and Xiaqu to handle them, in case the Xian army occupies the two places, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to explain to the King of Heaven when we go back."

"The Xian army is only a few thousand people, where can it occupy three cities. What's more, there are more than 8,000 people in Xiaqu, how can the Xian army occupy Tiancheng and then occupy Xiaqu, so it will not be easily broken by our army. ”

Huang Pu analyzed, but Guan Du said worriedly:

"The Xian army traveled more than 100 miles a day for seven consecutive days, capturing Tiancheng, according to common sense, it is difficult to have the spare strength to capture the city again, but the Xian army has always deviated from the norm and does not do ordinary things, besides, the scouts sent to Xia Qu have so far been attributed, which is probably not a good sign.

I think let's go to Xiaqu first, there are 8,000 people in Xiaqu, and I will wait for the troops to join together, and then divide the troops to defend Tianjin, it is better than besieging Tiancheng here. What's more, we don't have much food and grass, if we are dragged under the city by the Xian army, if we kill a group of men and horses from behind, our army will run out of ammunition and food, how can we fight again. ”

"The order of the king of heaven is for you and me to pursue this salty army, if you go to Xiaqu, and in the future, how can you and I suffer from sin. Listen to me, and go to Siege Tim early tomorrow morning. ”

"Well, let's go and besiege the city."

Although Guan Du and Huang Pu are both commanders, Huang Pu is a native of Sun Guo, the descendant of the Heavenly King Thunder, and Guan Du is the slave army of Xu State, although his status is second only to the descendants of Sun Guo of the Black Turban Army, but as long as the captain of Sun Guo is with him, the slave army can only serve as a deputy general forever.

While Huang Pu and Guan Du were repairing, Song Ping led 6,000 cavalry to recuperate thirty-five miles northwest of him, waiting for the two of them to go to besiege Tiancheng tomorrow.

"General Wu Deng, how is the rear of our army?" Song Ping ate rabbit meat around the bonfire and asked Wu Deng, who had just returned from the break.

"After killing the four waves of rebel messengers, I don't think there will be any more."

"You still have to be careful, in case the 20,000 people in front of you slip away, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"What General Song said is extremely true, I have already let the brothers go back thirty miles by the same route, presumably there are rebels who have slipped through the net, and it will be too late to inform the rebels besieging the city tomorrow."

"Well, it seems that General Wei's practice method is indeed quite wonderful, you have only followed General Wei for three months."

"Yes, I also rebelled at that time, if it weren't for the general's mercy, it would have been over long ago."

Song Ping handed Wu Deng half a roast rabbit and asked:

"Then do you know who else General Wei is in Qiguo? For example, brothers and sisters, uncles and uncles, you can't have one. ”

"Yo, I really don't know about this, I only heard that the general went to the Jin State with his family to make a living, but unfortunately he was arrested by the Jin State, and later he was arrested by Zhao Shuai to fill the army, and I really don't know the others."

"Oh......" Song Ping sighed meaningfully, and secretly continued to look at Wu Deng left and right with his suspicious gaze: "Hurry up and rest after eating, feed the horses tomorrow, and you will have to do a big job in a few days." ”

"That is, our General Wei is like a god, and I, Wu Deng, admire General Wei the most."

Song Ping listened to it awkwardly:

"Our General Wei? I said Wu Deng, you are more than ten years older than Wei Xian, this Wei Xian is so young that he can't even give birth to a baby, how can you admire him. ”

"I admire Wu Deng for being able to win the battle, but I hate that I didn't join the general early."

"Oh......"

Song Ping had nothing to say this time, and he felt that Wu Deng was really honest.

Early the next morning, the rebel generals Huang Pu and Guan Du led the army to Tiancheng, and Song Ping and Wu Deng led the cavalry to walk 20 miles, and then herded horses on the spot, and were not in a hurry to stab Huang Pu and Guan Du from behind.

When Huang Pu and Guan Du hurriedly marched to Tiancheng, the chaotic people of Tiancheng tossed for a night, which coincided with diarrhea and poured a large tract of diarrhea. But if you want to talk about the lack of morality, Zhao Anling's kid is really bad enough, the black turban army has just arrived in the city, and this person with the children of the Zhao family is looking for a large place on the street to find diarrhea and fall to the ground.

"The Black Turban Army Divine Soldiers will descend to besiege the city, wait for the people of the gods to rise up quickly, and fight to the death with me!"

At this time, people were paralyzed on the ground, and he was still gloating all over the world.

However, this method is quite effective, far faster than Bailiyan's propaganda work. These chaotic people who have been brainwashed and poisoned by the rebels are all gods and people who think they are the king's fathers, and they are invincible to all diseases.

Of course, most of the diehards still think that they have fallen under the curse of the Xianjun army or witchcraft or something. In short, nothing can be perfect, and no matter how well it is done, there will always be a handful of people who can never make them change their minds and embark on the road of prosperity.