When the war clouds in Bazhou were thick, Yang Hu and his wife, who were far away in Shandong, were very mixed.

Tang Zihe's strategy is right, dividing troops to attack Henan and Shandong can not only attract the attention of the imperial court officers and soldiers, share the pressure of Bazhou being heavily armed, but also expand the influence of the righteous army beyond Beizhili, not only limited to a small city in Bazhou, in the words of the previous life, this is the so-called "fire of the plain".

The fire of the prairie burned very successfully, Yang Hu and his wife turned to fight in North Zhili and Shandong, where the official army was encircled and suppressed, the big force was avoided, the small was the battle, all the way to incite the displaced people, when they arrived at the city of Jinan, the original 10,000 anti-army team did not lose but increased, expanded to more than 30,000 people, 30,000 anti-army wrapped in wind and thunder, sent hundreds of anti-army disguised as civilians in advance, after entering the city to grab the city gate, almost no suspense captured Jinan City, after a burning and looting, Yang Hu and his wife made a lot of money, the official warehouse and the people of the shop civilians, should be robbed of all the robbers, It's all in your pocket.

It was not until today that Yang Hu and his wife discovered that rebellion was a great cause with great prospects and huge profits, compared with how much chicken and dog it used to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to slaughter fat sheep with a stick, it was simply a waste of youth and a waste of time.

Occupy the city as the king, the husband and wife's hearts are also bigger, it is so simple to conquer Jinan, the so-called officers and soldiers of the imperial court seem to be vulnerable, so Yang Hu and his wife gradually feel that they are a talent, a talent who can change the world, such a talent is still under the command of a woman, is it a little aggrieved? always thought that it was a great thing to rise up and capture the imperial court, so Yang Hu defected to Tang Zihe with reverence. Willingly driven by it, but until today, after capturing Jinan City, the couple found that occupying a city was not as difficult as they imagined......

Jinan city head inserted high "Yang" word anti-flag, anti-flag is obviously shoddy, no lines, no boundless title, snow-white silk bottom flag embroidered with a huge black "Yang" word, from a distance it looks like the death of an important person all over the city to hang filial piety, Yang Hu originally planned to find a woman who is good at embroidery and then embroider a white-fronted tiger flag to show his identity, but the anti-army crossed where the chickens and dogs jumped. Corpses littered the field. It is difficult to find a woman who is good at embroidery, so turn your head and look at your wife Cui's ...... Cui's has always only copied knives to kill people, and the work of using embroidery needles is not professional.

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When the messenger sent by Tang Zihe rushed to Jinan Mansion for help, Yang Hu and his wife were sitting in the lobby of the Jinan Prefect's Yamen. The lobby has been ravaged by the rebels. Chen Jiyuan, the former prefect of Jinan, was caught by the rebels as early as the day of the city break, stripped naked, hung on a high flagpole, and lit a sky lantern.

The plaque in the hall was burned as chopping wood. Yang Hu and his wife gathered around the fire, chatting indifferently while warming up and drinking.

"Qin Kan's 100,000 troops besiege Bazhou, shall we save it or not?"

Cui Shi said lightly: "How to save it?" Today, we have more than 30,000 horses, and they are all homeless people. Returning to the army to save Bazhou, do you think you can repel the 100,000 army of the imperial court? Or can you rescue Marshal Tang in Bazhou City and create a great cause? ”

Yang Hu rubbed his nose and didn't speak.

Cui Shi sneered: "Even if we are lucky enough to rescue Tang Zihe, who will have the final say in our rebel army in the future?" Is it still Tang Zihe who calls the shots? We can do what she can do, why should we take a big risk to go to Bazhou to save an ancestor and ride on our heads? ”

Yang Hu glared: "That's right, you can't fucking be gentle?" How did Lao Tzu marry a hun woman like you. ”

Cui's temper is even greater: "The surname Yang, now we just occupy a Jinan city, before you put the score in front of me, you have the ability to enter the Beijing division and become the emperor, and give the old lady a queen, at that time, the old lady spread her legs and posed in thirty-six postures, you can play how you like." ”

Yang Hu was a little wilted, snorted, and said, "You mean to say that Tang Zihe was besieged in the state, let's ignore it?" ”

Cui Shi said: "Why should we bother with this kind of thankless thing? Last month, our old brother Sheng Bin just used a little force on a cheap woman in Bazhou City, and was beheaded by Tang Zihe on the spot. A dog that lets her call and drink? ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Yang Hu's eyes: "Our Jianghu men are talking about morality, and I am afraid that if we don't save them when we die, we will ......."

"Yang Hu, you have to make it clear, we are no longer men in the rivers and lakes, but a righteous army that is really rebelling and seizing the country, and the army only looks at the pros and cons, and never talks about morality...... Marshal Zhang Mao of the West Road also sent a messenger yesterday, and now Zhang Mao has 20,000 troops and points directly to the Daimyo Mansion of Beizhili, he wants to join forces with us to capture Dongchang Mansion, at that time our righteous army can be connected from east to west, and it may be difficult for the imperial court to suppress us. ”

Thinking that the righteous army really had the possibility of winning the country, Yang Hu instantly left Tang Zihe behind, licked his lips excitedly, and said: "At that time, maybe Lao Tzu can really put on a dragon robe and become an emperor, and if it is not good, he can also sweep the north of the Yangtze River and sit on half of the country......"

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Bazhou.

Qin Kan finally launched it again.

There is no tolerance on the battlefield, each other is tied to hundreds of thousands of lives, he must not hesitate because Tang Zihe is a woman.

After determining that Tang Zihe was still in Bazhou City, Qin Kan beat drums and gathered generals, and the army made food on the fourth watch, and at dawn on the fifth watch, they were neatly lined up outside Bazhou City.

Hundreds of Fran machine guns exude a cold cold light, the muzzle of the cannon pointed up at the city wall of Bazhou, countless cloud cars and ladder siege crossbow rockets are waiting for the fierce fire and oil, with the order of the chief officer Qin Kan, the muzzle of the hundred Fran machine guns at the same time spewed out blazing flames, a solid iron bullet ruthlessly hit the city wall of Bazhou, countless brick and stone debris splashed at the head of the city, and the screams came and went.

The contest between cold weapons and hot weapons doomed the inferiority of cold weapons, and no matter how sad and angry the anti-army soldiers at the head of the city were, the bowstring cut their fingers bloody. No matter how strong the bow was, it was still impossible to shoot the arrows into the front line of the Jingying army, and what they had to face was an overwhelming barrage of iron bullets, boulders and siege crossbows that were fiercely nailed to the city walls.

"Master Hou, this artillery is really powerful...... Ding Shun shouted excitedly in front of the battle, raising the knife in his hand and ready to move: "In the future, if the Bureau of Creation mass-produces a thousand Fran machine guns, we will swing them out on the grassland, and we can cut off the Tartar by three percent with just one round of shelling." ”

Looking at the rebel wolves at the head of the city suddenly roaring and roaring, Qin Kan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and said lightly: "It's not enough to have artillery. Tartars are good at cavalry. The artillery is too slow to load, and the charging speed of the Tartars in the plains can only accommodate two rounds of artillery fire from our army, and it cannot form much lethality against the Tartars, if equipped with four-stage muskets and mines. grenades and other firearms. That's pretty damn......"

There was a pause. Qin Kan's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to point to a place on the Bazhou city wall that had many bullet points and was already very deep: "Command the gunner." Aiming at that point, the artillery fire was concentrated, and Ben Hou wanted to see how many cannons could be used to blast the six-zhang thick city wall. ”

"Yes!"

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Rumble!

At the head of Bazhou City, a cannonball passed by Tang Zihe, but a guard behind Tang Zihe was unfortunately hit in the belly by an iron bullet, and his limbs were torn apart without a snort, and blood and hot internal organs splashed Tang Zihe's body.

Tang Zihe's eyes were cold, his face was expressionless, and he pushed away the guards who wanted to pull her away, and said loudly: "Ben Shuai is standing here, not going anywhere!" ”

The same stubbornness, the same coldness, but there is one less person around her who protects her like a shadow.

Ge Lao Wu's death made her cry uncontrollably, until she cried dry her tears, Tang Zihe returned to her former coldness, she didn't seem to have any changes, and the death of a man who loved her deeply in front of her seemed to cause only a ripple, and then it was calm and waveless, but no one noticed that the bitterness in her eyes became stronger.

The man she loves is attacking the city at the moment, intending to kill her, and the man who loves her has done his best in the army of ten thousand horses, and died in pain in front of her, the funny thing is that she mourned the man who loved her, stood up and looked back, but found that her heart was full of the man who commanded the army outside the city......

What's wrong with life? God seems to be playing a very malicious joke, forcing her into one painful cycle after another.

If you can't even control your own destiny, how can you control the world?

Tang Zihe only felt that his feet were shaking, and the artillery fire was still fierce, but the cannon fire pouring out of the sky seemed to be only aimed at the section of the city wall under his feet, and he didn't even need to stick out his head to check, Tang Zihe's pretty face had already changed color.

"It's not good, the Ming court is concentrating artillery fire to collapse the city wall below! Hurry up, the city will transfer another 2,000 people up, and the people will prepare sandbags to plug the mouth! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang, and the head of the city shook like a landslide, and the city wall in front of Tang Zihe was less than ten zhang rapidly collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a brief silence for all the rebels in the city, and everyone had a look of disbelief in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, the six-zhang thick city wall was blasted with artillery, and the firearms of the Ming court were so powerful?

Bazhou, what are the odds?

"Close the gap!" Tang Zihe drank vigorously, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling.

When the people and the rebel soldiers rushed to fill the sandbags in the collapsed gap of the successive dynasties, the Beijing camp army outside the city erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Qin Kan looked at the weak and desperate figure at the head of the city, and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Ding Shun ......"

"Yes."

"Beat the drums, siege the city!"

"Yes."

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In the overwhelming shouts of killing, the soldiers of the Beijing camp carried the ladder and raised the steel knife in their hands, surging towards the gap like a tide.

Fuqiang Bo Mao Rui took the lead, a long iron spear danced vigorously, knocked away countless cold arrows shot at him at the head of the city, the moat in winter has dried up forty percent, Mao Rui jumped off the moat and swam forward, and soon swam across the river, hundreds of anti-army soldiers shouted at the gap in the city wall and rushed out, Mao Rui was not afraid, a spear stabbed left and right, unstoppable.

The impregnable city of Bazhou was torn open by the brute force of artillery, the advantage of defending the city has gradually disappeared, and the imperial court and the anti-army soldiers inevitably clashed directly, after all, the anti-army is only the anti-army, their composition is some landless displaced people, prisoners and horses, the composition of the personnel is complicated and not well trained, the gap opened by the artillery, it seems that at the same time, it also bombarded the only trace of persistence in their hearts.

When countless rebels blocked the gap to resist the soldiers of the Beijing camp, there were also countless rebels who threw down their weapons when they saw that the situation was not good, or squatted in the tents in the city with their heads held like ordinary people, or simply ran towards the north gate. When Qin Kan besieged the city, it was still the old method of encircling the three queyi that had been handed down for thousands of years, and the opening of the north city gate was to leave a glimmer of life for the rebels in the city, so that they would not fight for their lives, and all the timid and cowardly rebels fled to the only gate that could bring them a way to live, and the pressure on the city wall was suddenly reduced a lot.

The resistance of the anti-army became weaker and weaker, and even at the breach, the soldiers of the Beijing camp broke through the breach, and they were forced back by the anti-army soldiers with their heads and teeth. Bags of sandbags were thrown into the gap by the people of the city from the top of the city, and the dignified or anxious people carried sandbags and filled the gap desperately, trying to plug the gap in the wall that had been blown down by artillery, as if only by plugging could they get life.

A child of about seven or eight years old was also desperately dragging a sandbag several times heavier than him, he was only wearing thin coarse cloth clothes, his bare feet, his clothes were ragged like a flower child, his arms and legs were as thin as a reed pole in winter, and his weak body obviously couldn't drag the sandbag, but he was still like an ant moving a mountain, trying his best to drag the sandbag into the gap.

Syllable!

The child fell to the ground hard, and a bloody mark was thrown on his forehead, and the child did not cry out in pain, but dragged the sandbag without giving up, and the sandbag still did not move.

The child finally burst into tears: "Mother, mother...... The officers and soldiers are coming to kill me, I'm so afraid, where are you? ”

The adults carrying sandbags to fill in the gaps hurriedly walked past him and threw a sympathetic glance at the child, who was in fact an orphan long ago, and his parents may have died long ago under the harsh government of the Bazhou government.

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Qin Kan, who was in a heavy mood like a lead, stood quietly not far from the gap in the city wall, looking at the crowd of people carrying sandbags at the head of the city, regardless of life and death, Qin Kan's heart became heavier and heavier, and he even felt a deep tremor from the bottom of his bones.

This...... Is it the will of the people?

Tang Zihe, who won this battle, you or me? (To be continued......)