Chapter 63: Wang Zhaolin
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The sound of the drum slowly sounded from the walls of Chunhua City, and in an instant, it had spread throughout the entire city.
As long as everyone outside the house, their eyes were all on the location where the war drums sounded in Dongcheng, and they all saw the three wolf smoke fluttering in the wind without exception.
Everybody understands what that means.
The soldiers have received the general's order, and the rise of the wolf smoke indicates that the enemy army has arrived.
And Wang Zhaolin also sent officials to inform the people in the city early.
"Woo————"
Echoing the sound of war drums is the continuous sound of horns in Chunhua City.
In Chunhua City, the three camps of the Ming army are all boiling.
The war drums of the gathering troops in the camp of the Ming army rang out, and the generals at all levels marched quickly towards their respective troops.
The camp of the young guards was the most chaotic, but in the past few days they had eaten well and learned a little under the teaching of the military sticks.
Luo Guizhong and other officers of the guard army met the liukou when they were in Xi'an, and when they knew about the situation, they immediately led their families to maintain order.
These guards were already afraid of their superiors, and they were all trembling when they saw the officers coming with swords and guns, and they dared to continue to mess around.
A group of officers of the guards and more than a hundred famous soldiers maintained order, and although the guards were a little chaotic, they still gathered together.
"Don't run, don't run!"
Wang Zhaolin held the black gauze hat on his head with one hand, pulled the jade belt around his waist with the other, and stood on a low platform in a cyan official robe, shouting loudly.
At this time, it was almost noon, and a porridge stall was set up early near the county office, and everyone was waiting to receive the porridge and rice in accordance with the order.
But the sudden drumming of Dongcheng caused a commotion among the crowd.
I don't know who shouted "The rogue is coming", and the crowd instantly fell into panic.
Some people want to run home, some people want to escape outside the city, and some people want to take advantage of the chaos to get porridge and rice.
For a moment, the whole street was in chaos.
When most people lose their minds, it's the most terrifying thing.
The crowd squeezed and pushed each other, and the sound of cries and wails made everyone panic and aggravate the riot of the crowd.
Wang Zhaolin looked anxious and kept stomping his feet and shouting, but it had little effect.
The entire porridge shed was already in chaos, and several cauldrons were knocked over to the ground in the scramble, and the white rice porridge instantly overturned to the ground.
Some people can't help but wail when they are burned by the hot rice porridge, but many more people use their hands or bowls to hold and grab the rice porridge that has fallen to the ground.
However, as soon as they lowered their bodies, the crowd behind them had already rushed over and knocked them to the ground.
Two guards armed with water and fire sticks were guarding Wang Zhaolin's side, afraid that he would also be hit by the crowd.
The officials on the periphery, who had originally maintained order, were terrified when they saw the chaotic crowd, and they did not dare to step forward at all.
Wang Zhaolin saw a woman holding a child drowned in the crowd, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he roared and waved his hands, and the whole person jumped off the low platform and squeezed into the crowd.
The two officials were all taken aback, they had been guarding against the crowd on the periphery, but they didn't expect the magistrate to get into the crowd himself.
"Protect the Great Master! Protect the Great Master! ”
The faces of the two officials were pale, and they were so frightened that they were three souls and seven spirits.
If Wang Zhaolin has any mistakes, how can they survive.
The two officials were armed with water and fire sticks and no longer cared about anything else, and they beat indiscriminately, trying to separate the crowd, but it backfired and caused even more commotion.
A group of officials on the periphery also saw Wang Zhaolin who jumped into the crowd at once, where anyone dared to stand on the periphery, they all walked forward, trying their best to separate the crowd.
But the crowd was surging, thousands of people were crowded together, the place was cramped, and for a time there was a place where they could be separated.
Seeing that the crowd was about to get completely out of control, but at this moment, the officials standing on the periphery suddenly felt that the street under their feet seemed to tremble.
Suddenly, a loud roar like a river was rolling in from behind.
Several officials subconsciously turned their heads, and then the water and fire sticks in their hands froze in mid-air.
A large number of cavalry poured in from the streets of the north, their armor was scorching, their arms were cold, and the aura of slaughter swept in their faces!
"Bang !!"
The violent sound of the three-eyed gun suddenly sounded, overwhelming all human voices.
The crowd of people that had been surging all fell silent at this moment, and all the eyes of those who could still move looked towards the streets of the north.
Everywhere you look, there is a bright red, and countless flags are hunting and moving in the wind.
Chen Wang put down the fire fold in his hand, and the smoke slowly rose, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke poured into his nostrils in an instant.
"Pushing, moving, crowding, ......"
Chen Wang threw the three-eyed gun that had been fired in his hand to the guards on the side, glanced coldly at the stagnant crowd, and shouted coldly.
"Die!"
Chen Wang didn't really want to kill people, and in this situation, he had to quickly subdue everyone with might.
This is not the first time I have encountered this situation in my memory, and the defeat is 10,000 times more terrifying than the current situation.
"Evacuate the crowd!"
Chen Wang raised his horsewhip and ordered to the stunned servants.
The officials came back to their senses, although Chen Wang was not their superior, but now their magistrate was still in the crowd, and wherever they dared to slack off, they all stepped forward one after another.
The commotion of the crowd was contained at this time, and it was easy to be separated, and no one was not afraid of the officers and men armed with swords and guns.
Chen Wang was originally commanding the generals on the city wall, but he saw a commotion near the county office, so he immediately led his troops over.
The wolf smoke is just a warning, it will take some time for the rogues to reach Chunhua, and the situation on the city wall is not critical now.
He just glanced around, but he didn't see Wang Zhaolin.
Chen Wang remembered that every time he gave porridge, Wang Zhaolin was afraid that there would be too much trouble, so he personally presided over it, so he asked a small official wearing a scarf.
"Wang Zhixian is not here?"
The little official's face was pale, Chen Wang didn't ask, but when he asked, he howled.
"Lord...... The big man is stuck in the crowd! ”
Chen Wang's eyebrows were furrowed, if the magistrate of a county died during the period when he was in charge of the defense of Chunhua, no matter what the reason, he would have to bear some responsibility.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and more and more injured people were found, and even some died from the stampede.
Wang Zhaolin was fine, he squeezed into the crowd for a short time, and he was quite obese, so the crowding didn't hurt him.
When they were discovered, Wang Zhaolin was standing next to a wall, with a woman holding a baby behind him.
The black gauze hat on his head had long since fallen to him, the official robe on his body was also covered with dust, and the jade belt around his waist had disappeared.