Han Tong, who had withdrawn his troops, was pale, and the leaders of all sizes gathered in the big tent, even if the brazier was burning strongly, he was trembling and did not dare to speak out.

Han Tong is gathering more than 10,000 followers to make the whole Shandong chicken dog restless, relying on the extremely simple but extremely attractive teachings of the White Lotus Sect.

Moreover, this group of people is often tempted by the vacuum of their hometown, and they can burst out with extremely strong combat effectiveness in a short period of time, and the elite-equipped officers and soldiers are often frightened by the madness and desperation of the disciples.

In the past few days, except for the black-armored cavalry encountered today, few officers and soldiers dared to go out of the city to fight.

However, there are pros and cons to everything, and Han Tong will also find a big problem, and it is a problem that he can't solve in a short time: Han Tong, the king of the Ming Dynasty, is likely to lose control of the disciples because of the crazy beliefs of the believers.

Today, just because of a word, I almost completely lost control of the disciples, and that feeling was really terrifying!

"Song Jinxing, have you counted the casualties today?"

The only middle-aged scribe in the tent who looked like a scholar left his chair, bowed and said, "King Hui Ming, the brothers of the old camp were killed in the battle, 1,793 were seriously wounded, and 412 were lightly wounded. The former army lost 2,356 casualties, and the exact number of wounded has not yet been counted, but there are more than 1,000 people."

Han Tong's face was even worse, the waste of the former army died when they died, but the old camp brothers who had been following him were killed and injured like this, which really distressed him.

"Let those doctors who have been arrested take good care of the injured old camp brothers, and if the medicinal materials are not enough, send people to the surrounding towns to rob them."

When Song Jinxing heard this, he wanted to persuade one or two, but after secretly glancing at Han Tong's eyes full of anger, he immediately lowered his head and said, "My subordinates have received orders, so I will go down and arrange them."

After Song Jinxing walked out of the big tent, he was blown by the oncoming cold wind, and he shivered instantly.

This White Lotus Sect King Ming is not the image of the human master!

He shook his head slightly, tightened his leather jacket with a wry smile, and turned to walk towards the wounded and sick on the north side of the camp.

There are the wounded soldiers of the old battalion that Han Tong cares about the most, there are relatively warm tents, braziers that do not spare firewood, and the upcoming doctor's medicine.

As for the wounded soldiers of the former army who were placed on the outskirts of the camp, they would also be "treated", such as a bowl of runic water, a scripture teaching, and an idiotic dream that would never come true.

Han Tong waited until Song Jinxing left the big tent before it broke out completely.

He slammed the wine jar on the table to the ground, and the frozen soil of the winter instantly tore the pottery jar apart, and the smell of wine that permeated the tent made several rough and fierce yellow turban leaders snort.

But they don't dare to ask for wine, and when the king is angry, he will kill!

"What do you all eat? Didn't I tell you a long time ago that we rushed all the way from Tai'an, and we didn't even spend energy fighting in Qufu, but we were afraid that we would travel thousands of miles to attack the city in a hurry and cause unnecessary casualties. It's good that you can't even restrain the people under your hands, and you are picked by others to be like irrational brutes, rushing forward without brains......

"Big Brother...... King Ming, it's not that his subordinates haven't found a way to stop it, but then these poor acids are like mad dogs, and they will cut people when they see them. Brother, I almost died by their swords, I really can't stop it!"

Han Tong glared at the aggrieved middle-aged man, but he didn't say anything to blame.

The few people standing in front are their own henchmen, the brothers who worship the handle, and in their own team of more than 10,000 people, their prestige is already second only to themselves.

But even these few people couldn't restrain the crazy cultists, let alone others.

Han Tong fell silent, and the atmosphere in the big tent became more solemn.

It seemed that after a long time, Han Tong suddenly said, "The black-armored cavalry of the official army is likely to attack the camp at night tonight, you go down and take precautions, be vigilant tonight, and don't sleep too hard."

"Yes."

"Brother knows, big brother don't worry."

"Obey the Holy Decree of the Ming King!"

The noisy response made Han Tong a headache, compared to the orders of the official army,

The White Lotus Sect is too far behind.

The White Lotus Sect came from afar and plundered villages and towns all the way, but it robbed some money and food, but if it was to supply the consumption of more than 10,000 people and horses, it was definitely not enough.

Song Jinxing made careful calculations, barely enough to last for five days, so tonight the camp buried the pot to make rice, and the rice porridge was so thin that it could shine on the face of the person serving the rice.

Fortunately, there are also black-faced steamed buns and wowotou, which can always fill the stomach.

In contrast, the officers and soldiers at the head of the city of Yanzhou were much happier, and the mutton soup was hot, accompanied by cakes, so that the soldiers on duty at the head of the city gradually forgot the fatigue of the day of the war.

The people who helped the war today also took a big bite of the food provided by the government with bowls, no less than the soldiers with knives. Enough broth, pastry, and even allowed them to take some home with them.

Jia Cong drank the last mouthful of broth in the bowl, wiped his mouth and began to roast the fire while writing a song for the capital.

The White Lotus Sect had been hidden for so many years, and suddenly it broke out in a large area, and the high combat power was really beyond imagination.

In addition to the Jingying army and the elite of the Nine Sides, the guards and horses of the inland state capital are really not necessarily the opponents of the White Lotus Sect.

Today, it is still possible to defend the city of Yanzhou by relying on the tall and strong city of Yanzhou, and the Shenwu Iron Cavalry to respond outside.

If you only rely on the men and horses of Ren Chengwei, maybe the dragon flag at the head of the city will be replaced by the Ming King Banner of the White Lotus Sect.

"Little Third Master, should I take the brothers of the Shenwu Camp to explore the White Lotus Sect's camp tonight?"

Jia Cong put down the pen in his hand and poured Jia Shiyi a cup of tea.

The two sat down opposite each other through the brazier and discussed the war.

I only heard Jia Cong say, "No, this Han Tong is extremely cautious, Uncle Eleven caught him off guard today, he will definitely be careful tonight. Besides, the brothers of the Shenwu Camp are also tired enough today, so let them have a good rest. The time will come soon, he is on guard against him, let's rest ours, and when he relaxes a little, Uncle Eleventh will take someone to rush again."

Jia Shiyi nodded, the little third master was much more comprehensive than he had considered. The scene of the raid has only been sung once, and if you sing it again tonight, you may fall into the trap of Hantong.

"Another thing, I found a strange place when I was charging into battle today......

Jia Shiyi's words cheered up Jia Cong, and nodded his head to signal him to continue.

I only heard Jia Shiyi say solemnly, "It seems that the front, middle, and rear soldiers and horses of the White Lotus Sect, and even the left and right soldiers and horses are not all loyal to Han Tong. Not to mention the front army of the siege, the little third master should be able to see that he doesn't even have decent leather armor. The combat strength of their left army was not strong, and the brothers were only one in front of them, and they all broke up, and even abandoned Han Tong and fled. However, when they were about to reach the Chinese army, the brothers were killed and wounded. In their hands, they not only have bows and crossbows of the imperial standard, but they are also neatly armoured."

Jia Cong dared to let Jia Shiyi lead 800 cavalry to charge into battle, relying on Shenwu Iron Cavalry and horses, with sharp blades.

In the face of grass like the White Lotus Sect, it can almost be said that it is unilaterally crushed. What I didn't expect was that the more than 2,000 elites around Han Tong would have the standard bows and crossbows and armor of the imperial court.

On the first day of the confrontation, the eight hundred Shenwu Iron Cavalry suffered two hundred casualties, which was already considered a broken muscle.

"What does Uncle Eleven think?"

"I don't think there are more than 10,000 people in Hantong who can actually be commanded by him. Like those of the Left Army, they may not necessarily consume their own strength for Han Tong. So, we can find a way to divide it up."

Jia Cong has already understood Jia Shiyi's thoughts, recruit An!

It was indeed a good idea, but Jia Cong was unwilling.

If you want to get an official, you will be recruited to kill people and set fires. One of the methods used by the imperial court to quell the chaos, but Jia Cong did not plan to use it.

The White Lotus Sect outside the city is different from Wang Chenghai, the king of the three seas on the sea, he is a person who avoided overseas in the previous dynasty, and few of the people under the king of the three seas have committed evil things that have caused trouble to the people.

On the other hand, this group of White Lotus Sect demons, Shandong has been stirred up like this, the people have been displaced, but this group of people who killed people and set fires were recruited by the imperial court to become officials, why?

Jia Cong's face turned cold, he was killed in Yanzhou City, and he also wanted to beat this group of cult demons who burned, killed, robbed and tortured all kinds of evil

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Let the thieves all over the world who want to step on the flesh and blood of the people to satisfy their selfish desires know that there is still a Jia Saburo in Daxia who does not accept the surrender of the thieves who harm the people!

"Little Third Master ......"

"Uncle Eleven, I don't want to recruit this group of people. Almost all of their hands are stained with innocent blood, do you remember the Yan family? Even eight or nine-year-old girls will not be spared, and if I recruit these people, I will not be able to sleep at night!"

Jia Shiyi was silent for a moment, then got up and bowed to Jia Cong: "What the little third master taught is that his subordinates are wrong!"

"Uncle Eleven, what is this doing? You're not wrong, I'm not wrong, it's the White Lotus Sect demons who are wrong."

Jia Cong's face improved, and he got up and forced Jia Eleven to sit down.

He doesn't blame Jia Shiyi, the matter of recruiting an is not uncommon, and the officials of the DPRK and China in order to seek a quick victory, let alone Zhao'an, sometimes do everything that uses the people as bait.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's defense."

Jia Cong deliberately changed the topic, spread out the map and discussed with Jia Shiyi about the defense of his city, and discussed it until almost midnight, when he covered himself with a thick blanket and spent the night in the city tower.

Han Tong, who didn't dare to close his eyes because he was worried that the black-armored iron cavalry would attack the camp at night, stared at the black dragon flag on a red background at the head of Yanzhou City, and felt a kind of anger that he had been fooled.

Lao Tzu has prepared so much, and after waiting for you all night, you didn't come?

Damn, Jia family child, you really deserve to die!

"Siege!"

With Han Tong's order, the White Lotus Sect's offensive order was much better this time.

The bow and crossbow suppressed the head of the city, the siege vehicle and the siege ladder slowly moved forward, and the shield hand covered the siege bandits to slowly kill the moat.

Jia Cong slashed the oncoming arrows with a knife, his brows furrowed.

Yesterday's siege was much more violent, but an unorderly siege was a battle for the defenders at the head of the city.

Today is different, even if the bandits of the White Lotus Sect have not rested much all night, this orderly and approaching bandit makes Jia Cong feel the pressure coming head-on.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The artillery at the head of the city finally wielded its might, and one by one the shells smashed into the besieging team, taking the lives of many people every time, and even smashing a tall siege ladder.

But none of this could make up for the lack of troops defending the city, and after another morning, just after noon, many bandits from the White Lotus Sect climbed to the top of the city.

The gates were also repeatedly struck by siege engines, and they were about to be breached.

Jia Cong wiped the neck of the bandit in front of him with a knife, and said to the soldiers beside him, "Go to the city gate to give an order, let them act according to the plan!"

When a personal soldier quickly descended the city wall, Jia Cong wiped a handful of dirty blood from his mask, raised his knife and shouted: "Soldiers, behind you live our father, mother, and son, and our wives and brothers, and we must not let the demons of the White Lotus Sect pass. Kill the enemy with your own officer! Fight the enemy! Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing at the head of the city were loud, and the soldiers who were already exhausted remembered the tragedy of the Yan family that Jia Cong told when he was eating at the head of the city last night, and the tragic death of the little girl made them suddenly angry.

It turned out that he kept preaching that the White Lotus Sect was all over the place for the poor, but it was so cruel and so evil.

Mrs. Yan has a noble character and a good reputation in Shandong, and the Yan family is a real philanthropic family, but it was plagued by the White Lotus Sect.

So, if the White Lotus Sect enters the city, will there still be living people in Yanzhou?

The soldiers suddenly burst out with boundless combat power and began to press towards the White Lotus Sect bandits who had ascended to the top of the city.

The men also picked up their swords on the ground, or directly held their sticks and rushed to the head of the city to help the soldiers kill the enemy.

The bandits at the head of the city were quickly killed by the soldiers and people who broke out, and the supplementary rolling stone and sassa wood soon had a great effect, and after stabilizing the situation at the head of the city, Jia Cong immediately sent Jia Shiyi to the city to check the situation at the city gate.

I don't know where the craftsmen from Hantong got it, and the siege vehicles built are very powerful and strong.

No matter how hard the rolling stones fell at the head of the city, they could not destroy it. The city gate was about to be unbearable, and the Qianhu official in charge of the defense of the city gate suddenly raised his hand, and the red curtain was lifted, revealing a swarthy cannon.

On both sides of the artillery, slender flintlock muskets were aimed at the city gates.

Six hundred tigers, who had always hidden their muskets in the cloth bag on their backs on the way south, were finally about to show their fangs to the bandits of the White Lotus Sect today.

Including this Yuanyou Tiger Zun cannon that he received from the Ministry of Industry before leaving Beijing, it was one of Jia Cong's backhands reserved for coming to Shandong this time.

Bang!

The gates finally fell, and the masonry splattered and dust flew up.

The White Lotus Sect bandits, who were guarding against the sword in the city gate, were overjoyed in their hearts when they did not receive the slightest attack, thinking that the official army had been frightened by their ferocity.

When they shouted and rushed to the city, they saw hundreds of people blocking not far in front of them.

There was only one artillery, no bows and crossbows, and it was not common to see strange-looking things in his hands, and the leader of the Yellow Turban sneered and gave a brief explanation to the people next to him.

It's just a firecracker, and the fight is not as far as the bow and crossbow, and the quasi-head is even worse at home.

"Brothers of the Holy Sect, King Ming said, when you invade Yanzhou, you will not seal the sword for three days, and the gold and silver women in Yanzhou City will be used by the brothers!"

In addition to the hundreds of former troops who attacked along the city gate, more of them were old battalion soldiers and horses who came to grab merit.

In just a few dozen breaths, there were nearly two thousand people standing in front of the six hundred tiger ben.

"Kill!"

As more and more people poured into the doorway, the White Lotus Sect bandit Kou felt that he had an advantage, and finally couldn't help but rush over.

The soldiers of the tiger did not have the slightest fear and panic, and they aimed coldly under the command of Qianhu Wei Tong, and put their fingers on the trigger.

"Two pillars, fire!"

The rattling lead quickly brought the flames into the barrel of the cannon, only to hear a boom, the Tiger Zun cannon roared, and the cannonball shot out, cutting off the White Lotus Sect bandit who was rushing to kill.

The powerful Tiger Venerable Cannon smashed a bloody mark on the bandit formation that rushed to kill with just one shot, and finally smashed it on the siege vehicle at the city gate.

Whoa......

The wooden siege vehicles could not withstand the attack of the shells at all, and they fell apart in an instant.

This sudden situation and the huge power of the Tiger Venerable Cannon frightened the bandits who rushed to stagnate violently, and did not dare to move forward.

"Don't be afraid, brothers, they only have one cannon, and they don't have time to reload their ammunition. There are only a few hundred people, where will we be our opponents."

The leader of the Yellow Turban slashed to death a former army sect member who wanted to escape, and swung his knife forward: "Kill with this seat, if you are afraid of the battle, you will die!"

Whether it was the fierce threat of the Yellow Turban leader, or the temptation of the gold and silver women in the city, or whether this group of bandits was really not afraid, they continued to attack the tiger Ben quickly amid the shouts of killing.

The second pillar of the gunner unhurriedly cleaned the chamber and loaded the ammunition in accordance with the operation specifications.

Wei Tong looked at the approaching bandits and smiled coldly.

Feeling that the distance was almost close, he waved his long knife and shouted, "First column, shoot!"

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