The weather in Guizhou in May, although it is still cool in the morning and evening, is hot and dry during the day. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and Mu Xi Mountain here, because there are many stones and few trees and named Mu Xi, the Ming army who traveled from afar against the white swaying sun, it didn't take long for everyone to be sweaty, almost all of them drank the bamboo water tube, but it still didn't help.

Chen Xianda's face was quite embarrassed, and he put his hand on a pergola and looked towards the mountain. The silence in the stockade on the top of the hill was terrifying, almost making him think that the rebel seedlings had fled overnight, so he let people try to rush up, and halfway up, dozens of heads tied with blue heads suddenly appeared on the wall of the stockade, and they threw stones and trees down, and some people shot down desperately with bamboo bows.

Fortunately, because it was a temptation, only half of the general flag was used, and no one died, only a few unlucky ghosts who were smashed by stones and their hands and feet were dragged back by their companions, lying on the ground sighing and crying in pain, Chen Xianda twisted his brows and ordered the medical officer with the army to take a look. He turned around in place several times with his hands behind his back, and Chen Mingjiang, who was waiting next to him, asked him in a low voice: "Qianhu, why don't you ask the brothers to withdraw first?" ”

Chen Mingjiang was referring to the group of soldiers who had just rushed to the village, because the gong had not sounded, they were sitting or standing in front of the battle, and many of them had lost their weapons and the eight-petal iron caps on their heads, and their faces were bare-handed, and their faces were full of horror. There was a look of fear, panic and confusion on everyone's faces, and every cry of pain from the wounded made the faces of these almost frightened soldiers even more terrified.

Chen Mingjiang pursed his lips and looked at the defeated soldiers not far away for a while, and reluctantly ordered: "Tell Feng Baoqun to go and clean up this gang of wrecks by himself!" I don't have to make people look bad luck! ”

Feng Baoqun is the hundred household officials of this group of defeated soldiers, and it is a general flag that he can use very well under his subordinates to rush to the village, and he is also a well-known man on weekdays, but this time they all feel that this cottage is not to worry, and they will be able to go down in one go, and all they want to think about is to rush into the village to grab more gold and silver women, and they have never thought about what will happen if they are defeated. Under the light of the enemy, the Miao people who were hiding in the village were crushed half to death with rolling stones and wood, and then asked others to shoot back with an arrow, and they lost their faces.

The other hundred households standing next to him were all angry when they saw Feng Baoqun's face, and even their bodies trembled slightly, and they were suddenly startled. A few people who were good friends with him hurriedly persuaded him: "You are too angry." "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and it doesn't matter if the sons and daughters lose this battle." "After a while, I will go to the front of Qianhu and ask for battle, and kill a few more barbarians. It's not worth it to be angry with your own family for some trivial things. He also asked Feng Baoqun's personal soldiers to carry water bags for him to drink.

After barely drinking a few sips of water, Feng Baoqun simply tore off the strap tied to his chin, threw the helmet to the ground, took the water bag and poured it down on his head, and the whole head was drenched, then he gasped and bent down to pick up the helmet, hugged his fist at a few comrades, and said: "I have good intentions, but this is really embarrassing today!" Today, if I don't kill all the barbarians on the mountain, I will be raised by my little mother! After gritting his teeth, he strode straight to Chen Xianda's place without looking back.

The faces of the few hundred household officials who remained in place were also quite heavy. They were still jealous that Feng Baoqun had grabbed the benefit of the first mover before, but now that they look at it, they really break out in a cold sweat. Everyone put away the little bit of contempt for the enemy and became cautious.

Zheng Guocai carefully looked at the top of the mountain, pinched his teeth, inhaled cold air like a toothache and said: "This guy has really found a good place!" As long as the defenders don't lose their courage and even lose their courage, we don't have a lot of thick shields for the people we have at hand, let alone catapults and artillery, if we want to knock down this stockade, we really have to rely on human lives to fill it! ”

Zhou Qian hugged his arms and nodded solemnly, but he remembered the suggestion he had rejected by Chen Xianda before, and couldn't help muttering: "If you listen to me Lao Zhou, let the little young master's subordinates run away, and we may all kill the barbarians now!" ”

"That's it! Just your long talk! Zheng Guocai glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "The matter has come to this point, what is the use of saying this!" It's better to think about how to level this village! ”

"What better way to do it? It's just to ask the archers to cover, and then make people climb up desperately, what other good way can there be in this hellish place? Zhou Qian let out a rare sigh, he was also a person who knew the soldiers, and Zheng Guocai's opinion was no different, and he felt that things were difficult to handle. Looking at the sparsely thatched mountain with miscellaneous books, Zhou Cannon frowned and muttered: "It's really a tiger that eats hedgehogs, and there is nowhere to put his mouth." ”

also has a sense of nowhere to mouth, as well as Chen Xianda. Zhou Qian could think of a method he obviously thought of earlier, seeing that the attack was frustrated and useless, he simply had a hard time tempting, so he simply set up a formation, gathered all the archers and arrows, and ordered to go down, and pay a lot of money to select brave people, he just didn't believe it, a small cottage, can it still stump him!?

When everything was arranged, Chen Xianda called a document from his Chinese army and asked him to go and persuade him to surrender. This person named Cui Zhouping is a scholar, in the past, he was only responsible for Chen Xianda's money and grain account books, an authentic reader, but he was bold, Chen Xianda said to him: "The sword has no eyes, Cui Wenwen, if you don't want to, this thousand households will not force it." ”

Cui Zhouping borrowed the green cotton waist armor of his own soldiers, changed his brown hat, and wore an eight-petal iron hat, which ended neatly, listened to Chen Xianda's words, and when he finished speaking, he smiled slightly, arched his hand and said: "Thank you Chen Gong for your kindness, but you are bold in the next life, and in the army, your life has long been in the hands of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, but you can't be the master." ”

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Chen Xianda, took two guards and soldiers, and went straight to the village. The soldiers raised two small round shields, barely covering him up and down, but he pushed the shield, and he stood in front of the village generously, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly: "The people above listen, this official is an officer in the west camp of Daming Town, and now Zhu Xieyuan has arrived, and the Miao people everywhere are bowing down to the ministers, and the two thieves of Lu'an are about to be awarded the head soon, today the west camp of the town was ordered to come to exterminate you and other rebellious and rebellious people, but God has the virtue of a good life, if you wait for the know, put down the knife and gun, hand over the bandit leader, open the gate of the wall, you can escape with a life!" ”

In the middle of the night, someone faintly leaned out of the wall and looked at Cui Zhouping, and then a voice with a strange tone and a thick accent sounded: "What you say can call the shots?" ”

"This official came to persuade him to surrender on the military order of Chen Qianhu, and the condition is what Fang just said, if you agree, this official can be the master!" Cui Zhouping is obviously an old oilman, and he will never take care of everything, but he changed his rhetoric and said: "If you are willing, this official will be the master of this on behalf of Chen Qianhu!" ”

At this time, a completely different voice suddenly sounded from before: "Elder An, don't listen to the words of this dog official below!" You have to think about the people in the village, more than half of the people in this village have the surname An! Others can stay, but the decision of the surname An can't escape his life! ”

Cui Zhouping frowned, and his tone was a little tough: "Who is talking nonsense on the wall!?" I Da Ming has appeased you and other rebellious people several times, how about the surname Luxury, and what about the surname An! If you are willing to put down your swords and guns, the saint is benevolent, as long as you don't do much evil, you will be the people under the Ming Dynasty! ”

The person who spoke before hesitated and said, "You Han government never counts when you speak!" Another, younger voice sounded again, countless times more resolute than the previous one: "Elder! Han people can't believe it! How many people in the clan died at the hands of the Han dog officials! ”

"When is the time for retribution! You Miao people surround me in Guiyang, and there is no shortage of people slaughtering me! Cui Zhouping didn't let him take a step, and the soldiers looked at him in horror, holding their shields and jumping to their feet in a hurry, lest an arrow suddenly fly from somewhere and shoot down the daring middle officer. Cui Zhouping's vest has been soaked with sweat, and his face still looks like a wisdom bead is in his hands and the old god is there.

There was silence on the wall, Cui Zhouping waited patiently for a moment, and when he was about to speak, the young voice suddenly sounded: "The Han dog officials have bullied us for hundreds of years!" What can you do if you kill all the Han people in the world?! It's just to avenge the relatives who have died unjustly for generations! ”

Then a third voice rang out: "Revenge!" This was just the beginning, and more and more voices came in, young and old, men and women, all with thick accents, all screaming the same word: "Vengeance!" Avenge! Avenge! ”

Cui Zhouping slowly frowned. His hand in the sleeve of the lute was unconsciously clenched into a fist - no more attempts to persuade him to surrender. He turned sharply and ran backwards without hesitation, and the two of his own soldiers were left behind him, and they were stunned for a moment before they reacted, and immediately turned to follow—and then they were half a step slower, and the arrows that came down from the wall of the wall would shoot them into ready-made hedgehogs.

Chen Xianda had been waiting in front of the battle for a long time, and when he saw Cui Zhouping returning, he said with a few words of relief: "Cui Wenwen has worked hard this time, the thief is not satisfied with Wang Hua, and he has his own crusade, so he went to change his clothes, so he was loose and relaxed." He also praised the two pro-soldiers, and each rewarded them with a few taels of silver, without mentioning it.

Cui Zhouping did not walk away, but pulled Chen Xianda to the side, to see that there was no one left and right, he solemnly whispered to Chen Xianda: "Chen Qianhu, this village is a little unusual. ”

"How?" Chen Xianda's heart jumped, Cui Zhouping is also a person he has used for four or five years, although he is a civil official, it is rare to have no sour and rotten atmosphere of a civilian official, and the generals in the same camp also get along, and he is never easy to talk big. Such a person suddenly said the word "unusual", and Chen Xianda suddenly felt bad.

"The one who spoke to me before should be from this village." Cui Zhouping said calmly, "I speak Guizhou dialect, this accent sounds similar to our Sichuan dialect, but it is different, but the young one behind is not from this village, but he also speaks local dialect, but when he hears that tone, he knows that he should not be from the village, or even from Guizhou." ”

"Listen to that tone, like the accent of the eastern Sichuan area."