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[Last night's class reunion, I delayed the update time, please forgive me~~~ Send a 5000-word chapter~~~~]

The morning light tore open the black curtain of Fushan City as usual, and a new day has arrived.

In the past, after the morning light appeared, the military households of the Fushan Institute were about to start their day's work. If you are a tenant who farms for others, you will have to go to the fields to get busy. If you want to boil salt, you have to start going up the mountain to collect firewood. If you're going to go fishing, you'll have to start sorting out your nets. Even if you don't have any work, you have to get up early and walk around to see where there is a suitable job.

In the busy Yangjiatun, every morning seems busy and fulfilling. The cauldron of boiling salt had been cleaned last night and turned upside down to dry. In the morning, the clarified well water is poured into a wooden barrel and the coarse salt is continuously dissolved in the water. Filter repeatedly until there is no longer any impurities on the new gauze. After repeated filtration, the brine is poured into a large pot, covered with a sturdy cotton cloth, and the fire begins underneath and steam vigorously until the refined salt is boiled out.

But today it's a little different.

Today, no one in the entire Fushan Institute went out to work, and the refined salt steaming in Yangjiatun was temporarily suspended for a day. Even, no one gets up when the morning light comes out. It was as if they had received some mysterious order and were waiting for the sun to come out. When the sun finally appeared belatedly, everyone began to get up, make breakfast, eat breakfast, and then take the weapons prepared in the morning, and march from different directions to Fushan City.

Because, today is the eighth day of the fifth month.

On the eighth day of the fifth month, it was Zhang Zhun who set the day to attack Fushan City.

Juntian is exempt from taxation, and military households are in charge.

The loud slogan is already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Fushan.

All the military households of the eight tuns began to gather in Fushan City, looking forward to the arrival of this moment. They can't wait to take down Fushan City. Even if Zhang Zhun's escort team did not attack, the military households, who were eager to change the status quo of their lives, would spontaneously organize themselves and launch an attack on Fushan City.

Around the end of the day, Zhang Zhun took all the officers and soldiers of the escort team to the west gate of Fushan City, where two or three thousand people had gathered, all of whom were military households from Yangjiatun, Renjiatun, and Hou Nantun. According to Zhang Zhun's proposal, the military households of Zhaojiatun, Gejiatun, and Hou Nantun gathered outside the north gate. The military households of Zhanjiatun and Maojiatun gathered outside the east gate. When the time comes, the escort will attack Fushan City and open the city gates, so that they can swarm in and carry out a thorough sweep of Fushan City. In fact, as long as the escort team wiped out fifty of Wang Shixin's main family, the remaining enemies basically didn't need to bother the escort team.

"Yulin, everything is ready."

Liu Hang and others came up to report to Zhang Zhun with excitement on their faces.

They can't help but get excited.

All the military households cannot help but be excited.

As long as Fushan City is taken, all the previous promises will be fulfilled.

Juntian is exempt!

Abolish all family registers!

These two are the benefits that every poor military household dreams of obtain.

Now, it's all about to happen!

In peacetime, when everyone hears that there is going to be a war, they will definitely hide far away. After all, fear of death is a person's original surname, and no one wants to easily lose their surname. When the troops were sent to Liaodong, everyone received the news that they were selected, and they all felt like they were mourning, and they did the funeral in advance. Obviously, I felt that after I went, I would never have a chance to come back, and my family was even more gloomy.

But now, the military households of Fushan Station are not afraid of death, and they are full of expectations for the upcoming battle. The Ming Dynasty persecuted a group of people who were originally afraid of death to the point that they were not even afraid of death, which shows how harsh the government has become. The demise of the Ming Dynasty really can't be blamed on others. If there is still a little way to live, who wants to come up and die?

I hope that the rulers of future generations will be awake.

If the people do not survive, the end of the rulers will come.

"Zou Mingjia!"

Zhang Zhun suddenly shouted.

"Here!"

Zou Mingjia hurriedly came over and stood up and saluted.

"What's your mission?"

Zhang Zhun asked in a deep voice.

"Protect the city's vast fortunes from looting!"

Zou Mingjia replied solemnly.

"Good! Once you're in town, remember to do your job strictly! ”

"Your mission is not to fight, not to destroy the enemy, but to protect the bulk of your possessions!"

"Our purpose in taking Fushan City is not to completely destroy it, but to turn it into a city that belongs to us. We want to build Fushan City into a better, stronger and more prosperous city! In the future, when the officers and soldiers come to attack us, we can rely on Fushan City to protect ourselves! ”

"It takes a lot of money to build a city! We don't have enough money at the moment! The property in the hands of the enemy, after we have captured it, we must make full use of it! If it is snatched away by a swarm of bees, we will not have enough funds, and the difficulty of building Fushan City will increase a lot! ”

Zhang Zhun said repeatedly and emphatically.

I saw that almost everyone in the villagers was holding a guy, knives, guns and sticks, everything, and some even brought the kitchen knives at home. Zhang Zhun knows that this is a good thing and a bad thing. Everyone is like a rainbow, the mood is high, and they have the courage to destroy this eclipse, and all opponents are not a problem. However, if they are allowed to smash and loot and burn, everything will be destroyed. Blindly smashing, looting, and burning will only make future construction more difficult.

The destruction of Fushan City must be controlled within a controllable range. It is necessary to let the angry military households vent their anger that has been accumulating anger for a long time, and it is necessary to ensure the integrity of Fushan City as much as possible. It seems that Gao Yingxiang, Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others, every time they conquer a city, it is like a locust transiting, wiping out everything inside, and never thinking of building. This kind of behavior is destined to be a rogue forever, and they will not be able to become a big climate.

It's easy to destroy, but it's hard to build!

How can a swarm of locusts stop the counterattack of officers and soldiers?

At yesterday's military meeting, Zhang Zhun specifically instructed Zou Mingjia to lead his squad and pay attention to maintaining order in the city. The places where they cannot be smashed and looted and burned, and they must not be smashed and looted. The most common method of the uprisings launched by the Wenxiang Sect in Shandong and other places was to divide up floating wealth, grain and other materials. After conquering the prefectures and counties, they immediately took out part of the seized floating wealth and grain, and divided it according to a certain proportion, and those who saw it had a share.

Because there is money and food, the poor people in the vicinity have flocked to it, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people have gathered in a short period of time. However, when the floating wealth is distributed and the food is eaten up, these people will disperse automatically. There is no cohesion and centripetal force. The officers and soldiers also gradually figured out this point, and often waited until Wenxiangjiao could no longer support itself internally before sending troops to encircle and suppress it, which naturally led to immediate success.

The Wenxiang Sect launched several uprisings in a row, and at the beginning they were all vigorous and powerful, sweeping through several prefectures and counties, with tens or even hundreds of thousands of people. However, it did not take a few months to be suppressed by officers and soldiers. The reason for this is precisely because of this fatal flaw. Facts have proved that gathering people by scattering wealth can only last for a while, not for a long time.

Of course, Zhang Zhun didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the Wenxiang Sect.

"If the folks don't understand, let them come to me."

Zhang Zhun finally said.

Zou Mingjia agreed with a solemn expression.

At this time, all squads had already entered the combat position.

According to Zhang Zhun's battle deployment, the main force of the escort team launched an attack at the west gate of Fushan City. It is the closest to the Red Rock Beach barracks, which is conducive to the movement of artillery. At the same time, the west gate is the farthest away from Wang Shixin's thousand-household house. If the West Gate is broken, Wang Shixin's family will have to cross the 600-meter-long Cross Street if they want to retreat to a thousand houses. The convoy that followed closely behind could wipe out some of the family members on the street, thus reducing the pressure of future battles.

Of course, the West Gate is also the most heavily defended area for Wang Shixin. Wang Shixin organized a defensive team of five or six hundred people, and more than half of the personnel were at the West Gate. Wang Shixin's core main force, a team of 50 people equipped with firearms, were all deployed at the West Gate. So it's a hard-fought battle. On one side is an iron hammer, and on the other side is a hard walnut, and you can see who is the hardest at the bottom.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire from the head of Fushan City.

Zhang Zhun looked up and saw that it was Wang Shixin's team that was constantly firing firearms.

The projectiles fired from the fire bolt hit the open space outside the city, splashing up bursts of dirt.

"Poor legs, come up, please eat guns!"

"If you have the ability, come up and watch Lao Tzu kill you with one shot!"

"Come up, come up, come up if you're not afraid of death!"

……

With the sound of gunfire, the arrogant cries of the family members continued to be heard from the top of the city.

The gunfire continued, and the shouting continued, and it was chaotic.

The military households gathered outside the city couldn't help but take a few steps back when they heard the dense soft voice. For the firecracker, the military households are afraid from the bottom of their hearts. In their hearts, the firebolt is an advanced and mystical weapon. This advanced weapon is much more vicious than the bow and arrow, and there is no trace at all. No one knows when they will be struck by the firecracker. At the same time, the loud sound of the fire bolt is also a great test of people's psychological quality. Wang Shixin had so many firearms, if they rushed up like this, the casualties would definitely be very heavy. The original high morale was suddenly lowered by the fire of Wang Shixin's Ding team.

Seeing the military households retreating involuntarily, the family members at the head of the city became even more arrogant, they shouted unscrupulously, made all kinds of contemptuous gestures for the military households, and kept firing their guns. There were even people standing at the top of the city and urinating outside the city as a sign of contempt for the military households. The military households outside the city were angry and jealous, and although they were angry in their hearts, they never dared to get too close, so as not to be hit by the fire. In fact, the effective range of the firecrackers is only about 70 meters, and they have retreated to 200 meters away, and the firecrackers can't hit at all, but the soldiers are still quite afraid.

"Scared, aren't you? Ha ha! You poor legs! With such a little ability, you still want to attack the city? If you want to live, retreat quickly! Tell you, the army of Aoshanwei and Laizhou Mansion is coming soon! When the time comes, the internal and external attacks will kill none of you! Want to learn from someone else's rebellion? Let's weigh your head first, right? What awaits you is the fate of all the families and exterminations! ”

At the head of the city, there was a sharp and thin cry like a eunuch, and it was Wang Shixin's eldest son, Wang Fuhai, who was shouting. Because he has been immersed in silver for a long time, he has been hollowed out by wine, and his voice has become strange. He was the de facto commander of the Jiading team, and his hands were stained with the blood of the soldiers. Every time he suppressed the military household troubles, he was the commander-in-chief, and Yang Kun and Black Panther were his thugs.

This person likes to rob people's daughters the most, especially those newly married young women. Over the years, at least a dozen young women who had just been married were forcibly snatched and ruined by him, and some even had to leave the seeds for him because they were pregnant. As for those who jumped into the sea, jumped into a well, and hanged themselves, there were as many as **.

"Zhang Zhun, your end has arrived!"

Wang Fuhai shouted proudly.

He actually didn't see Zhang Zhun, he looked back and forth outside the city, but he didn't find Zhang Zhun, but he believed that Zhang Zhun must be outside the city at the moment. The soldiers of Fushan dared to rise up and rebel, precisely because Zhang Zhun gave them leopard gall. As long as this culprit is eliminated, everything will be solved.

The military households outside the city were suddenly frightened by the firecrackers, and they still wanted to rebel? I really don't know how to write dead words! At this moment, Wang Fuhai didn't take Zhang Zhun in his eyes at all. Zhang Zhun has the ability to incite the military households and oppose the government because Zhang Zhun has promised a lot of empty checks to the military households. I also have a way to make these military households obediently retract and dare not come forward to support Zhang Zhun, that is, the military households are afraid of firecrackers. Under the deterrence of the firecracker, they definitely did not dare to rush upwards without their lives.

His own Lao Tzu is also careful, and he has always refused to let himself lead the musket team out of the city to find trouble with Zhang Zhun. These military households were so afraid of the musket that they led the musket team to directly attack Yangjiatun, which could completely eliminate Zhang Zhun. Even if Zhang Zhun himself can't be caught, he can raze Yangjiatun to the ground and make an example of chickens and monkeys, so that other military households will not dare to have the slightest resistance.

But Daddy wouldn't let him do that.

Wang Fuhai came to Wang Shixin's side and said to his father: "Dad, why don't I lead my brothers to kill them, scatter them, and then arrest a few people who are the leaders back?" ”

Wang Shixin shook his head slowly, not agreeing.

Wang Fuhai said: "Dad, what are you worried about? These broken military households are not the opponents of the fire gun at all! Besides, if we find something wrong, we can retreat to the city immediately! ”

Wang Shixin sighed heavily, his face was cold, and he said slowly: "Let's take a look first." ”

Wang Fuhai had no choice but to retreat.

He complained about his father in his heart, but he was too careful. What's so scary about a Zhang Zhun? Wang Fuhai didn't believe that Zhang Zhun would be able to block the shot of the firecracker! Yang Kun is dead, the black panther is dead, and there is no movement on the side of the Houjin envoy, all because they don't have a fire gun. The involuntary retreat of the soldiers just now made Wang Fuhai extremely confident in the power of the firecracker.

Last time, he led a team to attack Yangjiatun and retreated halfway because the terrain was unfavorable and he was worried that he would fall into the siege of military households. At the same time, there are not enough people. But today is completely different, they now have enough personnel, and they are fighting on the city walls, and if they find that something is wrong, they can withdraw immediately. Either way, it's a foolproof approach.

If only I were a thousand households.

If you are a thousand households, you can beat the out of the military households now!

As long as these military households are dispersed, what big storm can Zhang Zhun's kid set off?

"Timid and afraid, can you achieve great things?"

Wang Fuhai couldn't help but slander his father fiercely in his heart.

Suddenly, Wang Fuhai felt that the entire battlefield seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

The housekeeper, who was yelling, seemed to have seen some monster, and suddenly stopped moving, stopped shooting, and didn't dare to pee. Everyone's eyes became bossy, visibly frightened and fearful.

Everything seems to be condensed in an instant.

Wang Fuhai noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly looked outside.

As a result, his movements and expressions also instantly condensed.

Horror and fear also crept into his eyes.

"The cannon is coming!"

"The cannon is coming!"

"The cannon is coming!"

The military households outside the city suddenly twitched, and they all cried out in surprise.

Everyone's eyes were on the back of the escort, and some even applauded.

It turned out that it was Yang Guohua and others who arrived with two Francophone guns on a gun cart. Both of these Franc guns were dismantled from the corsair, and then pushed to the front line of the west gate of Fushan Castle using a makeshift wooden frame gun carriage. To attack a military fortress like Fushan Castle, of course, you have to use artillery.

"Cannon!"

"Cannon!"

"Cannon!"

"Is the firearm powerful? We've got cannons! ”

"That's right, we have cannons!"

"We've got cannons!"

Screams came and went.

When the Franc cannon was pushed to a distance of less than sixty zhang (180 m) from the city wall, it finally stopped. Yang Guohua and others were busy preparing for the pre-launch work. The Franc cannon has a mother gun and a child gun, which are used in turn, which can greatly increase the speed of fire. However, in the era of black gunpowder, the preparation work before the launch of the cannon was very cumbersome, and it was absolutely impossible to complete without twenty or thirty minutes.

Finding the appearance of the cannon, the military households, who had been frightened by the firecrackers, immediately regained their morale, and everyone continued to move closer to the front, and the distance from the city wall was only about 100 meters. With the help of two cannons, Wang Shixin in Fushan City, even if he had the help of Da Luo Jinxian this time, he would not be able to escape. How could the guns of his family Ding team be the opponents of the cannons? It can be said that the appearance of the two Franc machine guns completely dispelled the panic caused by the firecrackers, and the morale of the generals was instantly raised to the top.

In fact, Fushan City originally had cannons, and there were many of them. It's a pity that I don't know when, all the cannons were dismantled and sold. Even, even the most rudimentary tiger squat cannon did not leave a single one. Wang Shixin really shot himself in the foot. I believe that Wang Shixin at this moment must have regretted vomiting blood.

"Artillery?"

"How can there be artillery?"

"How can these rags have artillery?"

On the tower of the West Gate of Fushan City, Wang Fuhai roared hysterically, his cheeks were completely distorted by the appearance of the two Franc machine guns, and his two eyes were round as if they were bull's eyes. The military households actually have cannons, which is a bolt from the blue for Wang Fuhai. He even felt that his eyes were a little blurry, as if he couldn't see everything in front of him clearly.

Perhaps, the two Franc cannons are just phantoms?

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