The militia who have just put down their hoes and the regular troops who practice martial arts every day and take killing people as their profession really do not have a level of combat effectiveness.

There were more than 300 people in the huge sea, and about four sentry posts, relying on bayonets, they overturned more than 1,000 in the back city.

On the city wall, several cannons are smoking, this weapon to defend the city is really useless in the hands of these laymen, and it is still vigorously put, at this time it has been burned red, and the medicine is sprayed, and it is thrown on the city like garbage.

Eighty meters, where is the archery on the top of the city, where to shoot arrows, where to shoot arrows under the city, where to shoot in the tortoiseshell array under the city, where to shoot, and where to shoot the rifled guns drilled out by the master specially equipped by the specially selected sharpshooters in the army, one hundred and fifty meters are accurate shooting, and the head of the city does not dare to show its head.

And also an indirect attack, the cannon is cooled down, shoot a round, and then suppress a round of gunfire, anyway, there is already a huge sea to stir up the back, Mao Jue is not afraid.

This is the literati leading the troops, the battle made Fan Wenju completely fight into a refueling tactic, this city wall let the grenade bombardment like cutting wheat, Fan Wenju didn't want to deal with it like this, just added people to the top, for the Pang monkey like Sun Wukong who turned into the belly of the iron fan princess in the back, he also sent troops to increase the number of troops in waves, and he didn't drive out the huge sea three times in a row, and his own battle line collapsed.

The ancients were surrounded by three missing one, the net was open on one side, Mao Jue was open on both sides of the net, one side of the sea ran casually, and the other side of the south gate also ran casually, from the morning, there was a steady stream of rebels and their families fled along the south gate, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Fan Xiucai, who vowed to live and die with the city last night, was finally dragged by several loyal subordinates, unwilling to go out of the city.

Almost at the same time, Mao Jue slowly climbed the city wall in the greeting under his command, watching the White Lotus Sect don't know what it means that the sparse flag was kicked down, and the flaming red Mingzi flag was hung on the wall.

"It's not my wish to kill, but I wish Hai Boping!"

Dengzhou is Qi Jiguang's hometown, and this sentence is also a variant of Qi Jiguang's ambition back then, but unfortunately, none of the guys under his command who have more muscles than brain cells don't understand.

"General? Why don't we chase it? That's tens of thousands of thieves! If a head exchanges thirty taels of silver for the imperial court, tens of thousands of thirty taels ...... tens of thousands of thirty taels is tens of thousands of thirty taels! ”

Wen Meng was still there and asked in a daze, and the angry Mao Jue glared: "Didn't I hear Lao Tzu say, isn't it my wish to kill?" ”

"But the general, we are here to level the thieves, don't we have to kill these thieves so that we can drink celebration wine?"

Kong Youde is still worried about drinking, Mao Jue was really stupidly cried by the two of them, and slapped his thigh sadly.

"There are more than 80,000 thieves, 8,000 Liao soldiers who can fight, and 18 Hongyi cannons! But they just don't have food! Put these hundreds of thousands of people back, they didn't fight Laizhou, Dengzhou was lost again, and if there are more people, they have to drink the northwest wind! We have 5,000 soldiers, starving them to death is the right thing to fight head-on, you old fools!"

"I'm so angry! Go to the prison!"

Mao Jue was so angry that he almost didn't raise his lotus fingers, twisted it before he reacted, and Deng Deng went down the city wall, looking at the back of his general, Wen Meng nodded.

"It's still better to fight when you're hungry, but what is the master going to the prison for?"

"Brother Wen, you must be stupid, the master is angry, and he wants to lock you up!"

didn't have his own consciousness, Kong Youde nodded seriously with certainty.

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What are you going to do in prison? Since ancient times, prisons have produced talents! And there is no accident here, it should be a big god.

The prisons of any era are dark and dirty, uh......, Mao Jue is a law-abiding citizen, and the future generations have not seen it, anyway, as soon as it is pushed away here, a musty smell of the shop is overwhelming, once the son of heaven and a courtier, these thieves are in charge, and the people who are locked up are the rich gentry of Dengzhou and other counties.

It seems that they are all stupid, and as soon as they see the bright light, a large group of local tyrants and inferior gentry are like zombies, and they desperately reach out through the railing of the prison.

"Uncle, please, let me go!"

"The villain is pious and weird, my white lotus!"

"The little one is willing to contribute all his belongings to the Divine Cult!"

"I still have a cellar of silver, and I am willing to sacrifice it to the Cult of God!"

However, Mao Jue walked a few steps, and these local tyrants and inferior gentry saw the clue again, Mao Jue was wearing armor, and the other soldiers were also the cotton armor of the imperial court, plus the cannon outside today for a long time, some people couldn't help but reminisce, and a fat squire who was so fat after I don't know how long was the first to grin and scream.

"Damn dog officers and soldiers, don't you hurry up and let Uncle Ben out, do you know who I am? Your uncle, I am a former political envoy of Shanxi!"

"Oh, you don't have long eyes, don't open the door quickly! Lock up this master! ”

"Open the door!"

Hey! Mao Jue was happy all of a sudden, listening to these unceremonious shouts, he turned his head and said to Kong Youde.

"If you heard it right, this former political envoy can say that he is a true believer of the White Lotus Sect? Then take the notes and wait to transfer them to the Jinyi Wei Zhenfu Division! People are locked up first!"

"Obey, General!"

Mao Jue's order was Tieyi's highest instruction, Kong Youde immediately took it seriously, turned his head and twisted his head: "Military officer!" Record!"

Immediately, the rough man struck the railing with another whip, and shouted in a rough voice.

"You, old man, White Lotus Yu, what's your name?"

It's really a second of cowardice, just now it was still there aggressive, and when he turned his head, the former political envoy actually shrank into a pile, everyone was unkempt and disheveled, and in a blink of an eye, he really couldn't find it.

"Hey, you old man, die for Lao Tzu!"

The nose was almost out of breath, the eyes of the two cows were round, and Kong Youde knocked on the door of the prison with a whip in a rage.

"It's not you!"

"Nope! Not me! Qingqiu County Order before the official is not so big!"

"That's you!"

"Official, you admit that you are wrong, the old man has a white body! How can he be a political envoy? ”

"Then your old boy just said that he would give a cellar of silver to the traitor, what is your name, old boy, ouch! Give me back to Lao Tzu!"

Angry Zhang Fei pierced the needle, Kong Youde's big eyes widened, and the angry voice filled the entire prison, this kung fu, Mao Jue had already walked slowly to the depths of the prison.

The innermost one is on death row, there is not even a little light, the musty smell of acid rot is coming to the face, and under the soles of the feet, several mice are running dripping past, even if Mao Jue looks at it, his heart is a little hairy.

"Master General, it should be here!"

Wen Meng took an oil lamp and shook it in the dark prison, looking at the light, a man who was also dark immediately rushed to the edge of the cage excitedly, shouting at the cage.

"I said, I'm willing to surrender! Please go and talk to the Big Buddha, I, Zhang Tao, was also a fierce general in Liaodong back then! It is useful for the great cause of the kingdom of God! ”

Inside the prison, another gloomy black figure snorted coldly.

I really found someone! Listening to the shouting, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.

"Yes, Zhang Xianxian's battle of Meiling back then, Mao also heard about it, Governor Sun, I haven't seen you for a long time, Mao misses it very much!"

"It's you!"

In the prison, the two of them crawled up almost at the same time.

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In the past few years, there has really been no business to grab money quickly, although there are many small disasters in Shandong, and the White Lotus Sect is also making trouble every three or five times, but it can basically be regarded as Chengping, and this time the difficulty of the Liao people can be regarded as the biggest one in decades.

From the border of Hebei Wuqiao troops, a few months through Shandong, a rebel looted a lot of gold and silver wealth, plus the White Lotus disciples, in the huge sea occupied by the governor's yamen, was converted into the Buddha's palace treasury, enough to copy out a whole treasury of gold, silver and jewelry, silk and satin, if calculated according to the account book, a total of 1,270,000 taels of silver, 50,000 taels of gold, 100,000 horses of upper, middle and lower silk, as for all kinds of gold and silver jewelry.

Mao Jue's urine is good, Wang Hua'an already has the intention of treating Dengzhou as the capital, and most of the rebels' grain has been intercepted in the grain depot, indeed, as a homeless army, food has always been a short board, and there are only 200,000 stone of all kinds of grain in total.

This is also the advantage of not having a prison army and eunuchs on the head, if there is a civil official on the head, where will these silver get Mao Jue, a bunch of vampire-like guys will be gone, Dongjiang may not even be able to give full military salaries, and now, at least it can subsidize some expenses.

Looking at the neat grain stacks, taking advantage of the moonlight, Mao Jue was in a good mood and waved his hand happily.

"Move! Move to death!"

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The situation in Shandong was reversed almost immediately, and the originally fierce Shandong rebels wanted to take Laizhou in one go and squeeze the official army out of Denglai Road, but in a blink of an eye, Laizhou City was not taken, and he became a lost dog.

When I got the news, it was already June 20, at this time Laizhou City had been beaten into a pot of porridge, Hongyi cannon was indeed powerful, even if the charge was not satisfied, it was not the city wall of Laizhou City that had been in disrepair for a long time to resist, it had been ten days since the siege of the city, and the city wall was beaten like a dog's teeth, and this piece was missing and there collapsed.

The rebels attacked the city with much more blood than Mao Jue's obscene tortoiseshell array, carrying a long ladder, thousands of rebels against the overwhelming array of arrows and firearms, shouting and rushing onto the city wall, in various gaps, battlements and the official army slashed, the corpses rained down like a crackle, but the White Lotus Sect inspired fanaticism, as well as the desire to loot, so that these homeless people who dropped their hoes were not afraid of death one by one, and even fought more than the official army.

But seeing that a team of Liaodong veterans forced out a large gap, and seeing that the white lotus banner was about to be planted in Dongcheng, more than a dozen cavalry ran into the Chinese army.

A few seconds later, Wang Hua'an's face distorted, and he roared out.

"Withdraw!"

(End of chapter)