ps: I was urged to change for the first time after it was put on the shelves, thank you! However, in the future, please be merciful to everyone, Han and Feng really don't have a few chapters saved. It will be added irregularly next month.

Again, ask for a subscription. The subscription ratio is really low, which is chilling. If it has been such a subscription achievement, the manuscript fee is not even enough for the monthly cigarette money! Those who have the ability, support the genuine!

In the afternoon, the artillery outside the city suddenly stopped. The expeditionary infantry on the west wall retreated one after another, and the rioters and civilians in Zhenhai Fort got a precious respite. Immediately, Mu Song and Bai Zixing organized people to hurriedly extinguish the fires that were spreading in various parts of the fort city.

Then the entire Zhenhai Fort also fell silent.

Until night, there was a fierce commotion in Zhenhai Fort, but it lasted for a short time, and soon three bright fireworks rose in the castle.

Outside the city, Liu Xian smiled, Dorji Shamu smiled, and all the upper echelons of the expeditionary army and the Mongol princes smiled happily.

The rise of the three fireworks proved that Mu Song and Bai Zixing in the castle had already controlled the overall situation of Zhenhai Fort, and the road to Xining was open for the army.

However, there is no room for negligence. What if Mu Bai and the others are acting? The virtual map shows that there is really a fire in Zhenhai Fort, but the details are not clear from the reduction of small red dots.

"Martial law remains in place of all ministries. Don't let up tonight. ”

Not long after Liu Xian ordered the military order, Mu Song personally came to the city to meet the army camp.

"My lord, the 14 stubborn people in the fort, together with more than 200 henchmen, have all been killed."

The opportunity in front of us is the only glimmer of life. Mu Song naturally tried his best to seize it. He didn't wait for Liu Xian to be sure or not, so he took out an account book from his arms, although this move caused Liu Xian's personal soldiers in the military tent to draw their swords out of their sheaths one by one. Let Mu Song, who was only thinking about dedication in a panic, have a clear head, hell, his actions are simply looking for death. It's too easy to misunderstand.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! My lord, this is the money and grain account book of Zhenhai Fort......"

The soldiers presented the account book to Liu Xian, and after Liu Xian opened it, the expression on his face immediately changed, and he raised his hand to Mu Song with a smile, "Get up." Look at your demeanor, it's not fake, and your attitude is sincere......" The tone is too much and too tactful.

Mu Song breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to wipe Mingxi's forehead with his sleeve when he got up.

73,000 taels of silver, 1,200 taels of gold, a batch of jewels, 700 horses of silk, 300 boxes of tea bricks, 220 stones of salt, more than 1,000 catties of medicinal materials, and 20,000 stones of grain and rice.

These things are all placed in the 'official treasury' built by Zhenhai Fort in recent years, bluestone, round wood, limestone, and soil, which cannot be strengthened beyond the outer city wall. Although there were several hits during today's shelling, they were unscathed. Liu Xian's peace was all bought by Mu Song with money. A considerable part of it is Mu Song's own property, and then there are the 'taxes' collected by Zhenhaibao from dozens of nearby villages and towns on behalf of the government in the past three years.

It's all cheap Liu Xian now.

This harvest is more than the business opportunity is cut off, and the city of Tangar after the extinction of Han Chinese.

What made Liu Xian even happier was that with a small 20,000 stone of grain and rice, with the support of this military supply, why did he have to transport grain from Tangar City to the Xining front line.

"Mu Song. You and Bai Zixing are the leaders of the violent * bandits, and they should have been beheaded. Today, I will remember that you can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, put things in order, and make meritorious deeds, so I will accept you and others, and no longer pursue the sins of the past. But in your Zhenhai Fort, are there really no people with evil intentions? ”

"Nope! No! Mu Song's head shook like a drum, "My lord, there is really no more." Those die-hard thieves were almost killed during the day. The little ones just captured and killed another batch, and there was really no ...... in the fort."

"In that case, I will give you a chance to surrender. Tomorrow at dawn, take your men out of the fort in turn, and surrender to our army. Remember, you only have an hour, and when the hour comes, our army will attack the city.

At that time, anyone who dares to stay in Zhenhai Fort will be a hardcore rebel and killed! ”

"Yes, yes, the criminals and others will do their best to repay the service, and they will definitely let the officers and soldiers recover Zhenhai Fort without blood."

Mu Song's tone was extremely affirmative. Liu Xian just sneered at this and didn't answer.

Verbal qiē can be virtual, depending on the actual action.

In the early morning of the second day, the morning star was still hanging in the sky. The east gate of Zhenhai Fort was opened, and a stream of rioters poured out of the gate, and then under the leadership of the leader, they stood still one by one. Swords and guns were stacked together, and groups of people sat down on the ground.

And then there are the supporters of the riot army. There were at least 5,000 of them, and there were not many young men. Obviously, the young men have gone to work as rioters.

At least 8,000 people sat on the ground, silently waiting for the imminent disposition of the officers and soldiers. The crying continued, but no one rioted again.

Everyone knew that the east of Zhenhai Fort, where there was not a single officer or soldier or Mongolian cavalry in sight, was actually a big cage. As long as they dare to make the slightest misdeeds, a group of cavalry with horses and swords will pour out from all directions, and they will be completely sent into the arms of the true god.

The embrace of the gods is peaceful and amiable, but no one wants to meet the gods they believe in for no reason at this time.

Below Mu Song and Bai Zixing, dozens of riot leaders consciously gathered together and sat on the outermost part of the crowd.

When the hour came, a large group of expeditionary infantry accompanied by a large number of Mongol cavalry stepped into Zhenhai Fort. The True God Temple, the Treasury of the Prefecture, and the Mu Mansion, where large sums of money and grain were gathered, were all firmly guarded by the infantry of the expeditionary army. As for the rest of Zhenhai Fort, it became a paradise for the Mongols accompanying the army.

At the same time, on the east gate of Zhenhai Fort, the cavalry battalion gathered on all sides, and Liu Xian first controlled Mu Bai and other leaders, and then the cavalry interspersed, separating a large number of supporters from the rioters. Three or four hundred wounded and sick were carried away, and then two or three thousand rioters were divided into a team of one hundred, and then divided by one team after another of the expeditionary army.

As is the rule outside the city of Tangar, all those with red faces, tall figures, strong physiques, and calluses with knives in their palms are all singled out.

The number was only a small 200 people, and as Mu Song said, the diehards were almost killed in the three counterattacks.

Two hundred people were singled out, and the whimpering in the crowd was even louder. Even Liu Xian could hear someone calling Abba.

Who hasn't heard about the incident that happened by the Huangshui River a few days ago? Now where would you not know that the two hundred people who were singled out would face such a fate!

But in addition to the louder whimpering and crying, on the faces of the captives that Liu Xian's eyes swept over, more people showed expressions of relief and survival.

Of the two hundred who were singled out, many were dead-faced. But they still didn't resist. Some of these people wept, but there were also more than a dozen of them who looked at death as if they were at home, and their faces were full of awe.

Two hundred people knew what their death meant. Compared to the lives of the seven or eight thousand people on the other side, their death was worth it.

Two feelings, two lives. The former is the inferior root of the vast majority of human beings, while the latter is the backbone and glory of a nation.

But, his hero, my enemy. That's it. There is only one word waiting for 200 people - kill!

No bullets were used, and no horses were trampled. A row of twenty people, cut the front row and escorted the back row. In a quarter of an hour, 200 heads fell to the ground.

……

It's a hot and tight day in June.

Ten miles south of the Zashi camp, an army was marching listlessly. It was the Guide Battalion and some of the Guide Hall militia that were ordered to advance to the Huangzhong area. Both sides of the official road were full of refugees who had made way, and they were all local people who ran out after seeing the rebels retreating from Xining, and were ready to flee north to the city of Tangar for refuge. From time to time, a few people from the Green Battalion and the militia in the queue ran out and robbed a person with luggage on the side of the road. There are also those who flirt and play with women, but the military discipline has not been corrupted to the point of public rape and yin.

As the most capable battalion soldiers in Xining Town, they are actually only a little better than the militia group. But in any case, when all the prefectures and counties around Xining fell, they were able to keep the Guide Hall, which was something they were proud of.

Under the fluttering battalion flag, a green sedan chair swayed forward, four sedan chair drivers were sweaty, their clothes were wet, and they adjusted their pace according to the frequency of the sedan chair shaking up and down to save their bodies, and behind them were the other four sedan chair drivers.

The curtain of the sedan chair was rolled up to reveal a face with fine skin and tender flesh, and a beautiful beard with a well-repaired jaw. It is Shen Siyuan, the governor of Guide Hall.

Shen Siyuan looked left and right, and asked lazily, "Where is this going?" ”

A family leader came over and said respectfully: "Lord Hui, it's almost time to the Zashi Camp." ”

Shen Siyuan still has some ability, and he also knows that there is a place of miscellaneous stone camp more than thirty miles away from Guide Hall. He yawned and said, "Sue sù ahead, don't go so fast." We're going to cheer, not really fighting with the bandits. The war will be fought by the expeditionary army, so let's go slowly. ”

But it was another friendly army that Liu Xian brought in after he took Zhenhai Fort. It's a pity that compared with Huang Wuxian, Shen Siyuan, a civil official, is even more useless.

"That's what my lord said. Our Guide Hall has suffered a catastrophe, and there have been many local casualties. The battalion soldiers and regiments are the capital to reproduce the anger of my Guide Hall in the future, and they should not be fought again. ”

Shen Siyuan didn't add no, and the family didn't get to the truth. At present, this battalion and regiment are the capital for his promotion and fortune, and also the capital for him to save his life and life in the future.

Who knows if Liu Xian can wipe out the riot army in Xining this time? If things don't work out, there will still be trouble in Xining in the future. This army is very important to him.

Take a step back and say, the bandits in Xining are over, what about Hezhou, Ganzhou, and Suzhou? What about Shaanxi running Gansu? If Duo Shuai kills all the way to the east, maybe those bandits who can't resist it will run to the west. At that time, there will be no second expeditionary army passing by to solve the trouble. One qiē also has to rely on this army in his own hands.

If...... If......

If a qiē can go as smoothly as he imagined, in the middle of this year, he should be called the prefect!

Because of this, Xining's minister Yutong will never be pleased. And whether Huang Wuxian will be punished, Shen Siyuan doesn't care, he is a civil official, and his eyes are only looking at the location of the Xining prefect.

Yutong actually gave an official position to rebel, making the prestige of the imperial court in Xining false. It's really a dog's timid, and cowardly as a mouse! R1152