As he spoke, he walked out for a while.

"It's almost there." Ma Er looked at the surrounding terrain and landforms, and pointed ahead, "Just go around that mountain." ”

"Something is wrong." Zhiwen's ears were extraordinary, and he stretched out his hand to stop the people who were about to walk around the mountain along the main road, "Go up the mountain, be light with your hands and feet, and don't make too much noise." ”

He distinctly heard faint shouts and crashes coming from the other side of the mountain.

The scene in front of them should look similar to the situation when the villagers in their hometown village borrowed grain from Master Xiucai at the beginning of the year, although Zhiwen and they had not seen it with their own eyes at the time, but they thought that it should be like this.

It's just that the scale is much larger, and the hundreds of people who borrowed grain have become thousands, and the individual manor of the Xiucai family has also become half of the village surrounded by brick walls.

This is the situation at the foot of the mountain that Zhiwen and they saw at the top of the mountain after they climbed the mountain.

The dock fort in Ma Er's mouth is just a brick to build up the gaps of most of the houses in the village, and a gate is built in the wide area, even so, the defense is much better than the manor of the old man Xiucai.

In addition, the people with high surnames in the whole village should have entered the dock fort, and the number of people was much more than in the manor of the old man Xiucai at that time, there were hundreds of people, and it seemed that they also had the strength to fight.

"These people can't be the homeless people who broke the county a few days ago, right?" Xiao Jie asked Ma Er in a low voice.

"I guess that's it, so many people." Ma Er is not sure, it is still far away, and he can't really see it.

The attacking side was in a mess, more than a dozen people carried a tree trunk cut from nowhere, and kept banging on the gate back and forth, and behind the gate were the people in the village who put some tables and cabinets and stone rollers in a mess, and they were knocked open for a while.

The rest seemed to have nothing to do but cheer on with name-calling.

Occasionally, a few people wanted to climb over the wall, but the wall was not short, and it was really difficult to climb, and they were quickly repelled by the people on the wall with stones.

Zhiwen pursed his lips.

"That's it? How did they break the county? Xiao Jie also disdainfully said what Zhiwen thought in his heart.

"I heard that there is an internal response." Ma Er replied.

No wonder, otherwise, at this level, how could it be possible to beat the county.

The defending side is no better.

There are not many people who can stand on the wall, and what most people can do, in addition to using insults and colors, is to use stones to repel the opponent's intention to climb over the wall.

There were two or three men with bows and arrows, scattering out of the wall, but the group of people who slammed the door was armed with a dismantled door panel, and they did not pose much threat to them.

Shoot somewhere else, but it doesn't have any effect on blocking the opponent's attack.

Zhiwen keenly observed that in the rear of the displaced people, there were about ten horse-drawn carriages, and the carts were stacked with bulging sacks, which should be the grain looted after the attack on the county seat.

There were dozens of sturdy men standing or sitting around, each with a knife at their waists, and nearly half of them had a horse next to them, it seemed that these people were the main force of the homeless people, and the others were just cannon fodder.

"Do you know what they do? Ma II. Zhiwen asked Ma Er, first take a closer look at the bottom of these homeless people.

"The leader heard that his name is Wang Er, but it's not clear if it's his real name." Not to mention, Ma Er really has a set of ways to find out the news, "But he doesn't like others to call him Wang Er, and his subordinates call him 'Guotianxing'." ”

This name..., it seems to be a bit impressive, Zhiwen tried to recall, by the way, it was before the escape, and when he was still in the county seat, he listened to what those officials who patrolled the streets said.

In this way, this rebellion has been around for a long time, but it seems that his name and nickname have not been heard of in later generations, and the rafters in the early days are rotten first, so it is estimated that it will be over very early.

At this time, seeing that it was getting late, the group of sturdy men seemed to have lost their patience, and it seemed that they did not want to fight at night, let alone delay until the next day.

Several people gathered together and seemed to discuss for a while, and then one of them shouted, and a group of people carried firewood and grass of various sizes, and headed for the gate of the dock fort from behind.

Zhiwen nodded secretly, this is the real big move, directly burn the gate with a fire, and the people in the castle will have nothing to stop.

The people in the fort were anxious, and apparently saw the intentions of the displaced people, and some more people rushed up on the wall, until they could no longer stand.

The sound of bows and arrows "swishing" was a little more intense, and from time to time some of the displaced people outside the wall were shot down and let out a miserable snort, but there were too many people holding firewood and grass, and it really didn't matter if a few people fell.

The man who slammed the door with the trunk of the tree retreated, and soon there was a tall pile of firewood and grass in front of the gate, and a wisp of white smoke grew from small to large, and then from thick to faint, and the bright yellow fire was blazing.

There is no suspense, once the gate is burned down, the huge disparity in numbers is doomed to be a one-sided massacre.

As the gate collapsed, there was a loud cheer among the displaced people.

The sturdy men outside the wall began to drive the cannon fodder to charge at the still burning gate, looking like they were at ease.

But in fact, without them to drive away, the cannon fodder themselves are already crazy, and they are desperately rushing to the gate, breaking through such a dock fort, which means that they can fill their stomachs for a few more meals, and everyone is afraid that they will fall behind.

The people inside the fort were already waiting behind the gate, and the people on the wall were also withdrawn one after another, but compared with the people outside the wall, there were fewer people.

"Coax!" Zhiwen: They saw the two sides crashing together fiercely on the mountain.

In the distance, blood could be seen splattering, and stumps flying from time to time.

The people in the fort had knives, guns, and sticks, and the cannon fodder who swarmed away mostly used hoes, perhaps because of the convenience of weapons, the people in the fort had the upper hand at the beginning, and the number of dead and wounded was obviously smaller.

However, as the cannon fodder continued to pour into the wall, the area of engagement continued to expand, the people in the fort could not resist the enemy, and the battle line began to retreat incessantly, and the difference in numbers was a huge disadvantage after all.

As the front moved back, the crowd at the burned gate was no longer so dense, and gaps began to appear.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the group of sturdy men who had been watching outside the fort finally set out.

Those who had horses got on their horses and rushed towards the gate with small steps.

The horseless drew his waist knife and followed the horse team, leaving only more than a dozen people around the grain cart to guard.

The group gradually increased their speed, and did not slow down as they passed through the gate, and several of the homeless people were knocked down by the horses, and were trampled by the horses' hooves and the big feet of the people who followed, and blood gushed from their mouths and noses, and they were not alive.

They did not stop at all where the two sides were fighting, but instead bypassed the battle line and threw themselves into the depths of the fort, disappearing into the houses.

Zhiwen and his entourage thought that they were going to help and completely defeat the resisters, but they didn't expect ......

"Hehe, this is the rumored righteous Bo Yuntian's 'Heavenly Star'!" , Ma Er suddenly sneered.

A moment later, a fire began to burn in a house deep in the village, and cries rang out, and the exiles came out of the house in twos and threes, with blood stains on their knives, carrying large and small sacks, and some of them dragging women behind them.

It turned out that they were busy grabbing food and women.

PS: As the second king of the first righteousness in the late Ming Dynasty, he couldn't find his nickname, so he gave him a "star in the sky" without authorization, which was actually one of the thirteen Hui Dengxiang, but the leaders of the rebel army in the late Ming Dynasty often shared a nickname, don't blame you.