Outside Qingjiang City, the rebels escorted thousands of officers and soldiers back to the city one after another, and among the team, there was a team of 100 people who was extremely excited.

They sang Jiangxi folk songs, some whistled, some beat their shields with weapons to accompaniment, and some even counted how many heads they had cut off in the song.

Everyone was elated, and when the passing rebel comrades-in-arms took a look, they found that this hundred-man team was a soldier of the second battalion and the third brigade.

The reason why everyone knows the people of this brigade is very simple, because the second battalion and the third brigade produced a hero, who beheaded 53 people in a day and night of battle, setting a record for the highest number of soldiers in the rebel army to kill the enemy, and more than 30 heads more than the second place.

Such awesome military exploits naturally made the soldiers of the whole army envious.

What's even more awesome is that this hero has only joined the rebel army for a few days, and he is not a veteran of Yuanzhou, but came from Jiujiang to join the army a few days ago.

This person is Gong Chengkang, a junior chief of the Second Battalion and the Third Brigade.

At this moment, Gong Chengkang was grinning happily on top of a Hongyi cannon, and there were eight soldiers behind him who were pushing the cannon hard.

When Liu Liangzuo fled, he didn't take any of the ten Hongyi cannons with him, because he couldn't run away with this thing at all.

The artillery in charge of the Hongyi cannon had long since disappeared, and when Qian Dayou led the troops to retreat, he happened to see that the ten Hongyi cannons were left outside the city.

He immediately ordered the ten cannons to be moved to the city, and Gong Chengkang's hundred-man team was assigned this task.

Gong Chengkang sat on the barrel of the cannon, holding several heads of officers and soldiers in his hands, with a smile on his face.

Now everyone knows that he Gong Chengkang is about to be promoted again, and he killed 53 officers and soldiers in one day and one night, which is a record that many soldiers of the Righteous Army can't get in a few years.

A few days ago, Gong Chengkang was personally promoted to chief by the marshal, and this time he has made such a great contribution, it is estimated that he will be promoted to at least a thousand generals.

Gong Chengkang also knows that he has made such a great contribution, and his promotion is ironclad, but it just depends on how big an official he is.

However, for Gong Chengkang, promotion or anything is secondary, the most important thing is that he personally cut off the heads of 53 officers and soldiers, and used the blood of these 53 people to comfort the souls of his relatives in the sky.

The army returned to Qingjiang, and before entering the city, it could see a group of people standing outside the city gate from a distance.

"The handsome man is here, the handsome man is here!"

The marshal actually came to greet everyone in person, which made the soldiers of the righteous army very excited.

Mo Qian led a group of logistics civilian officials to look at the endless stream of returning soldiers, and said in his heart that it was false not to be excited.

This was the first vicious battle he fought after crossing over, facing the real officials and soldiers of the imperial court, the opponent had cavalry, archers, musketeers, and even artillery.

In the case that his own weapons lagged behind the other party, Mo Qian led an army of 10,000 to firmly hold the county seat of Qingjiang, creating a good opportunity for Lu Zhao to lead his troops to attack the official army camp, which allowed the official army to break up after losing the camp and win the battle.

However, the price paid by the rebels was not low, there were more than 3,000 dead and wounded, most of whom were veterans, these people were brought out by Mo Qian from Yuanzhou's hometown, and when they didn't want to bring them out, they were still alive, but what they brought back was an altar of ashes.

Mo Qian, as the supreme commander of the righteous army, personally stood outside the city gate to greet the triumphant army, and he stood by the side of the road with his hands bowed, looking relieved and painful.

"Dashuai, Dashuai, what do you think is that?"

Gong Chengkang saw Mo Qian from afar, and when he was a hundred steps away from the city gate, Gong Chengkang jumped off the barrel of the cannon and ran to Mo Qian to ask for credit.

Mo Qian fixed his eyes and saw it, good guy, it was actually the ten Hongyi cannons brought by Hua Ma Liu.

"Hongyi cannon?"

"Yes, Dashuai, that is the artillery that bombarded us all afternoon, Dashuai, that thing is really powerful, one cannon can break the pillars of the city tower, and even the city wall can collapse, if we go to attack the city in the future, we can take these guys with one shot, and it will definitely scare those officials in the court!"

"Hahahaha!" When everyone heard this, they immediately laughed.

Mo Qian was also amused by Gong Chengkang, a true man with a wild temperament.

He patted Gong Chengkang on the shoulder and said, "I heard from the people below that your kid chased dozens of miles in one night last night and beheaded fifty-three?" Is this true or false? ”

"Of course it's true, I can vouch for my personality, and everyone in our team can testify to me, if the commander doesn't believe it, I can also let us come."

"Believe it, believe it, how could I not believe it, I didn't expect that the men in Jiujiang were so strong, Gong Chengkang, you fought very bravely, you fought well, I want to reuse you!"

When Gong Chengkang heard the word reuse, his eyes suddenly straightened!

He fluttered and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Mo Qian and said: "Dashuai, my small life will be Dashuai in the future, my family of seven was killed by those officers and soldiers, if it weren't for Dashuai giving me the opportunity to join the righteous army, how could I have that opportunity to avenge them, Gong Chengkang thank you Dashuai!" ”

Mo Qian saw that he quickly helped him up, put his calloused hand in his hand, and said: "Revenge is necessary, but it's a pity to get away with that flower horse Liu, otherwise I will definitely let the person who executes the execution, and you will cut off the head of Hua Ma Liu with your own hands."

But don't worry, there will be another time, we will meet Huama Liu again, Ben Shuai will definitely design to capture this thief alive and export evil anger for you! ”

When Gong Chengkang heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, he knelt on the ground again, kowtowed to Mo Qian three more times, and shouted: "Xie Dashuai!" ”

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Officials and officers and men of various counties in Ruizhou Prefecture have been in extreme mental tension every day for the past half month.

The prefect Tao Luzhong extorted all the squires of the whole mansion, scraped together a sum of military rations and salaries, recruited 3,000 villagers, and trained soldiers and horses in Gao'an City every day, for fear that the thieves of Linjiang Mansion would go north to attack the city.

But waiting left and right, half a month has passed, and the thieves in Linjiang Mansion haven't even seen a figure.

Sent a few bold soldiers to inquire about Zhangshuyi disguised as pharmacists, only to know that the anti-king Mo Wen had withdrawn his troops and returned to Yuanzhou.

Tao Luzhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the news.

He didn't know why the army of anti-thieves didn't take advantage of the victory to go north to capture Ruizhou, but instead went back to Yuanzhou for a truce, but no matter what the reason, as long as the anti-thieves in Yuanzhou didn't fight him, then he could still be the prefect of Ruizhou with peace of mind.

The reason why Mo Qian didn't send troops to take advantage of the victory to go north to capture Ruizhou was not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the ability to do it now.

Since the capture of Ji'an and Linjiang, the soldiers of the righteous army have been in a state of war for a long time, especially in the first battle of Qingjiang, the soldiers of the second battalion suffered heavy casualties, and many of the dead were backbone veterans of Yuanzhou.

Coupled with the lack of military rations, Mo Qian just wanted to expand the territory, and he could not do anything, so he could only withdraw his troops back to Yuanzhou and disperse the righteous army in the land of Sanfu.

At present, there are basically no heavy troops in Jiangxi who have the ability to encircle and suppress him, a thief who ceded land, and Mo Qian can finally manage his internal affairs with peace of mind.

After returning to Yuanzhou, Mo Qian reorganized the civil official team, and the prefects of the three prefectures remained unchanged, but he promoted some outstanding town mayors to serve as prefects.

For those officials who were corrupt and took bribes, Mo Qian dealt a hard blow, and after killing a few corrupt officials, the atmosphere among the civilian officials of the righteous army suddenly improved a lot.

After Li Banghua took up the post of prefect of Ji'an, there were as many as 100 talented people in Ji'an Prefecture who went to take refuge, and so many people asked officials to do it, Li Banghua did not dare to make his own opinions, so he could only write to Mo Qian to ask him for instructions.

After reading the letter, Mo Qian replied with four big words: You can be at your own convenience.

However, after these four words, Mo Qian wrote a few lines of small characters, the content of which was to tell Li Banghua to appoint people on the basis of merit, and to be careful not to appear scum who were corrupt officials and corrupt officials who were rampant and domineering.

Li Banghua is an old man in officialdom, his character belongs to the type of jealousy and hatred, like Mo Qian, he can't see officials being corrupt, and he will inevitably crack down when he sees corruption.

Mo Qian was still very confident in this point, and he believed that Li Banghua, the former secretary of the military department, would be a good example for his provisional government to be an official.

After beating Liu Liangzuo away, the western and central Jiangxi regions have finally settled down, and in less than a month, the day of the summer grain harvest will soon come.

Mo Qian did not use any more sword soldiers, but sent all his troops to the field, and he wanted to prepare for next month's early rice harvest.

Rice in Jiangxi grows twice a year, and the early rice needs to be harvested around the fifth day of June, and after harvesting the early rice, the farmers need to plow the early rice field twice with oxen and then plant the late rice immediately.

The planting of late rice had to be completed by June 24, so the farm work was very complicated in less than a month.

When Mo Qian implemented the policy of equalizing the fields, except for the land that the people divided, the rest of the fields were planted with military rations, which were an important source of food for the soldiers of the righteous army.

Fighting a war is money and food, and sufficient food is an absolute prerequisite for an army to win a war.

Mo Qian knew the truth of this, on the fourth day of the sixth lunar month, the weather was clear, the blue sky was cloudless, and the sun father-in-law did not give everyone face at all, and frantically used his eyes to scorch the earth.

Mo Qian wore a straw hat, rolled up his trouser legs at his thighs, and stepped into the paddy field.

He held a sickle in his right hand and a waterway in his left hand, and as soon as he bent down, the sickle cut hard, and his skillful movements stunned several senior officers of the general army and deputy general staff beside him.

Is this our handsomeness?

Isn't he from a showman's background?

How can you do farm work as fast as I am from a mud-legged background?

Where did everyone know that their handsome man followed his parents to work in the fields when he was a child, and this kind of thing of cutting rice has been deeply engraved in his bones, and that action is something he will never forget in his life.

Lewen