The air in the conference room instantly thinned, and the atmosphere of tension and fear rose again.

When Tang Xidong heard the return, he first tightened, and then relaxed.

There were a lot of 3,000 people, but they were not as many as they imagined, the most important thing was that the officers and soldiers did not bring artillery, Tang Xidong had never seen the power of this generation of artillery, and the city wall built with bricks and stones in his mind could not withstand the bombardment of firearms no matter what.

But in fact, if you haven't seen many things with your own eyes, often the things made up by the brain will be very different from the real version.

Tang Xidong didn't know how precious the artillery in the early years of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty was, and it was not enough to defend the city, so how could it be brought to the field?

What's more, the ammunition fired by the artillery at this time was all solid iron eggs.

It's okay to hit the wall, but the wall explosion has definitely not appeared, and the most common thing that has occurred is the fire gun cannon blowing up.

To look at the firearms of this era with the insight of a later person is purely to scare oneself.

"Hahaha......" Tang Xidong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, startling everyone.

"Just 3,000 people want to touch the butt of my tiger in Luoliang Mountain, and today I will let these people come and go, and all of them will go to the city wall, so that the officers and soldiers can see the might of my Luoliang Mountain man." Stop laughing, Tang Xidong said proudly.

The reason for this attitude is just to soothe the fear and tension in everyone's hearts.

It's okay to be chaotic, but you can't start chaos before the enemy appears, and you can't mess with others Tang Xidong.

Today, let him, the future generations, see the combat effectiveness of the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

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The cold wind was bitter, and the officers and soldiers marched silently on the official road.

In the middle of the procession, two carriages.

The officers and soldiers were fighting, and the rebel army, which met the rabble, chose to retreat into the city and crusade against the bandits, but they wanted to raise the city.

Even the prefect himself acted as a member of the army.

The officers and soldiers at the bottom thought that it was the prefect who was in charge, and only Zhang Xiahai, who led the army to the battle, knew that the prefect was just looking at the face of the five thousand taels of silver sent by the head of the Kang family.

Last night, when three thousand taels of silver were placed in front of Zhang Xiahai, he admitted that he was really moved at that time, and the white silver made his heart tremble, and reason and greed were intertwined, but in the end, he still chose to refuse.

It's a pity that he refused to get 3,000 silver, but he couldn't refuse the fifty firecrackers sent by the Kang family.

In any case, he Zhang Xiahai is actually no different from Cen Huayan, he is all bought by the capital of the farm.

Since ancient times, soldiers have also been heavy weapons.

Today, it is used by a businessman with money.

The grievance and shame in Zhang Xiahai's heart tumbled endlessly along the way.

This Pingyang Mansion is too dirty, it is better for me to leave as soon as possible, maybe I can get out of this farce by myself.

Zhang Xiahai glanced back at the carriage where the prefect Cen Huayan and Kang Shounong, the head of the Kang family, were seated, and sighed, thinking like this in his heart.

Of the 3,000 men, only half of the officers and soldiers accounted for them, and the other half were the guards of the wealthy squires in the city who were summoned by Kang Shounong.

This time, Kang Shounong really paid a lot of money.

Luoliang Mountain is within easy reach, and the officers and men are lining up to make final preparations.

At this time, Luoliang Mountain, Zhang Xiahai had sent people to reconnoiter far away before the expedition, although the two new tall city walls were reported, coupled with the 3,000 homeless people who were collected some time ago, the strength of the cottage has increased a lot, but whether it is in the eyes of Cen Huayan or in the eyes of Zhang Xiahai, it is actually a rabble composed of a group of homeless people and unsuccessful mountain bandits.

Vulnerable!

The prefect Cen Huayan got off the sedan chair and moved his body bones that were bumped and crispy, his face was very unhappy, if it weren't for the white silver, he wouldn't have put on this pretentious gesture.

You must know that he Cen Huayan also made a lot of money when he became the prefect of Pingyang, otherwise how could a child of a businessman have a smooth journey to the Emperor List, and then serve as a four-grade official.

A good businessman knows how to take advantage of opportunistic shortcuts to seize a profitable investment opportunity, so what he paid back then should now be recovered a hundred times.

As for being a good official, for him Cen Huayan, it has never been a problem he will think about.

At this time, Kang Shounong himself came later: "I have worked hard all the way, and the prefect has worked hard." ”

"Shou Nong said that it is to see the outside, this mountain bandit on Luoliang Mountain not only robbed Ling Lang, yesterday was a cruel murder of Ling Nephew's life, I Pingyang Mansion has such rampant bandits, it is my fault as the prefect, clearing out the mountain bandits is also the duty of the official, Shou Nong rest assured, today this official will accompany you to see how this Luoliang Mountain was annihilated under the attack of my Ming elite soldiers." Cen Huayan turned around, and the displeasure on his face had turned into righteousness.

"Thank you, Lord Prefect, Lord Cen is worthy of being a good parent who cares about the people and is the master of the people!" Kang Shounong sent a sycophant.

So the two of them were satisfied in their hearts and looked at Luoliang Mountain not far away.

In the cold wind, the sun goes down.

Luoliang Mountain is waiting for the officers and soldiers who have appeared in the field of vision.

A battle between officials and bandits is about to begin.

The inner right and wrong, right and wrong, justice and evil, have become blurred!

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Liu Jucai squatted behind the city wall, nervousness and fear made his hands tremble, and on the official road under the city wall, the officers and soldiers with shields lined up neatly on the official road.

The neat formation and the cold killing machine made his breathing become more and more rapid, and finally his face began to turn blue.

Then under the vicious slap on the top of the head, he came to his senses.

"Little skin monkey, before you hit, it scared you to death, it's really strange, why did the military advisor send you skin monkeys to the city wall, isn't this adding to the chaos?" Zhang Sanshi, the platoon commander of the company next to him, put down his palm and scolded in his mouth.

Liu Jucai withdrew his blank eyes.

When the word "military advisor" came out of Zhang Sanshi's mouth, his mind suddenly became clear, and the timidity in his heart seemed to disappear in an instant.

Only an inexplicable courage made him clench the crank of the blower in his hand.

The military advisor, the scholar.

It seems that when he thinks of Tang Xidong, Liu Jucai's heart becomes very stable, as if he has found the backbone.

Liu Jucai doesn't like to talk, but he is not stupid.

He just doesn't love to talk and show like Tang Sanxian, he knows who is good to him in this world and who is not sincere to him.

In this world, except for his mother, there is only that scholar who treats him sincerely.

Don't treat him as a child, but as a friend on an equal footing.

He deeply remembered the three rabbits that the scholar grilled for them, the smile and the warm gaze that made him when he watched them eat rabbit meat.

I still remember that when he nervously begged the scholar to make a fire for his family, the scholar did not hesitate to agree.

In the beginning, the scholars were silent but willing to pay for them without asking for anything in return.

Later, it slowly changed, not that it became bad, but that the scholar gradually began to pay for the entire cottage without asking for anything in return, Liu Jucai sometimes thinks that in fact, the scholar is a fool.

But this fool gradually made the people in the stockade willing to obey his arrangement, willing to follow his ass to work, willing to obey his will, willing to follow his existence.

The scholar is still the good man he was back then, but he is not anymore, he is now a good person who belongs to the whole village.

A smile appeared on Liu Jucai's face, just like the smile of the scholar with the rabbit roasted in his hand at the beginning.

That scholar made him no longer feel the fear brought by the officers and soldiers.

For when the scholar sent them up to the city wall, he said:

It is said that people are pinched by Nuwa Niangniang with clay, and when Nuwa Niangniang created people, in addition to being able to distinguish between morning and evening, she could not distinguish between high and low, because there is no high or low in soil, no distinction between high and low. Everyone standing here today is the same, no less inferior than anyone else, no less less dignity and courage than anyone else.

We planted with our own hands, built walls with our own hands, and everything was forged by our sweat and blood.

Everyone in heaven and earth is the same, they are all babies when they are born, the prefect is the same, the head of the big family in the city is the same, and we are the same.

We rely on our own efforts to get everything now, not by the care of the prefect, nor by the alms of the head of the Kang family, so everything is ours and belongs to each and every one of us.

No matter who he is, where he comes from, or what his identity is, he can't encroach on everything that plunders us, because he is also a human being, and if he wants to get everything, he has to rely on his own efforts.

We rely on blood and sweat, they rely on plunder and killing.

Today we will use our hard-earned sweat and blood to fight against their swords and aggression.

We want to prove to everyone that the prefect is not noble, and we are not lowly in Luoliang Mountain.

Whoever dares to rob and invade us, we will bury him at the foot of Luoliang Mountain and bury him at our feet.

Luoliang Mountain belongs to us!

Luoliang Mountain is the home of each of us!

Luoliang Mountain will be immortal, because there are our wives and children, parents, relatives and friends, as well as our sweat and blood.