(I've changed it a few times before and after, and I'm still not satisfied, so let's make do with it)

After unanimously discussing the matter of 'blowing the whistle' immediately, Hu Biao directly released some pen, ink, paper and inkstones that were bought by people in this mission.

Shouting for the concubine to grind the ink, the God of Wealth spread out the paper.

War elephants massage their shoulders, forget it, forget it, forget it, it's easy to die quickly.

In short, I used the skills I learned from a book of "Beginner Brush Character Mastery" to write a beautiful calligraphy, and began to write a notice.

After a cursory look and found that there was nothing wrong, I quickly copied seven or eight copies.

In the end, these notices that were not dry were posted by the singers, Yu Hanfeng, Huang Fatzi and other fast-legged members, and soon posted them to many different conspicuous places inside and outside Yangcheng.

After these were posted, they immediately attracted onlookers; However, the officials of the Yangcheng government acted as if they didn't see it at that time, and let the people of Yangcheng watch.

Soon after, the relevant content of the notice spread in Yangcheng.

And with the passage of time, it has spread to Foshan, Huaxian, Zengcheng, Guancheng and other places, and even some farther away areas.

In the time that followed, a huge wave was triggered.

What about the situation? Let's put our perspective a few decades in the future, and peek into the content of a participant at that time......

Time: A summer night seventy years later.

Location: In the countryside of Shunde region, in a village called Huangjia Village.

Because the current season is the hottest dog day of the year, even if there is no scorching sun at night, people are still very hot.

Even if you are holding a big winter melon, it doesn't feel cool.

Therefore, the old and young masters of Huangjia Village all came to the village to enjoy the shade under a big banyan tree with a puff fan, benches and bamboo chairs, etc.

After a short chatter among the parents, someone suddenly shouted:

"Seventh Taigong, let's talk about the story of you helping Xuange Battalion carry cannons and fighting Yin people and ghosts together~"

The sound fell, and immediately a large echo sounded around it; Many of the little road boys who were originally running around like crazy also cheered in their mouths:

"Listen to the story, listen to the story of the Seventh Taizu carrying the cannon and fighting the ghosts~"

For a while, the atmosphere on the scene became warm.

After hearing this, an old man who was already gray-haired and only had one arm left scolded with a smile in his mouth: "It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten grain."

Over the years, I don't know how many times I've said it, what is there to say. ”

But although he said so, when he thought of some pictures in his mind, the expression on his face suddenly became indescribable under the light of the moonlight.

The reason is very simple, it was the most memorable event in his Huang Ashan's life.

So in the time that followed, Huang Ashan, who was already the ancestor of the Taizu, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and his voice began to sound leisurely.

Because even after many years, Huang Ashan still remembers the details very clearly.

said that in his narration, the words were very trivial and chattering; However, under these trivial and chatty words, he also experienced everything back then, and it sounded a little immersive to everyone.

Suddenly, under the big banyan tree, which was originally very noisy, suddenly became quiet; In the faint croaking of frogs and crickets, an old voice said slowly with strong feelings:

It was a much hotter summer than this year.

I remember the day very clearly, it was just after April 18, and if you use the algorithm of the ghosts, it should be June 7th.

The rooster crowed for the third time, and the sky was slightly bright, and I woke up after sleeping for an hour or two.

I can't help it! Through the latest news from the mouths of the people who fled from the provincial city to take refuge, I learned about some ghosts called Yin people.

They stopped a number of large boats on the provincial river, and the cannons on them had been firing since yesterday.

Those ghost cannons hit far away, and after they landed, they would explode, blowing up many places in the provincial capital, and I don't know how many people were killed.

There are still a lot of small road boys in it, and they are dying miserably.

It is said that the big ship of the yin man and the ghost guy, no matter how powerful it is, will not be able to drive to our Huangjia Village; Among the people killed in the bombing, there was not a single relative of our Huangjia Village.

But I don't know why, I've been holding back all the time.

I also learned this after many things, this is called the love of compatriots whose blood is thicker than water, and it is out of the anger of a descendant of the flower-planting nation.

At the time, I didn't know that.

But I didn't think it should be like this anyway, and I didn't sleep well all night.

Just after the mango planting, it was the time when the green and yellow were not harvested, I got up and drank a big spoonful of cold water, and after I was full, I planned to go out to the field to have a look.

At such a time, the Fifth Taizu whom you people should not have seen, that is, my cousin Luo Yaqiang, mysteriously pushed the door in.

opened his mouth and asked: "Decrepit boy, do you want to make money, do you want to eat meat, do you want to marry a wife?" ”

The older people in the village know that my father and mother died early, and the family only has two acres of thin fields.

At that time, I was in my twenties, and of course I wanted to marry a wife even more.

Saying! When Huang Ashan said that he was here, some of the young children in the village who had reached the age of 'wife boy' immediately burst into laughter.

And Huang Ashan continued to talk in such laughter.

After I told Luo Yaqiang that he was willing to do these things, he told me: "Hu Biao and Hu Leader of the Xuange Camp said that he lacks cannons to fight Yin people and ghosts.

In Humen, Shajiao, Dayongjiao, and Yangcheng, some of them are cannons thrown away by Daqing officers and soldiers, and Yin people don't look down on them.

As long as these cannons are carried over, they are carried to the Lotus Mountain in Panyu, and on the edge of the Lion Ocean in the past, they all give silver, or a lot of silver.

How much is given, and how much is given according to the gun.

They don't want small cannons, starting with a cannon of 1,000 catties, as long as they carry it over and carry it to the place, they will give 100 taels of silver; Three hundred taels for a two-thousand-pound cannon, and seven hundred taels for a three-thousand-pound cannon.

If it is those cannons that are more than 5,000 catties, at least 1,500 taels will be given.

The silver brought over by the fort and gunpowder is counted separately, and the Xuange camp will not let everyone suffer anyway.

This one thing is not a rebellion with them, as if the landlord hired someone to work; Working and getting money is called a matter of course.

Going back and forth so far, more than 5,000 catties of cannons were carried over, I didn't dare to think of such a thing.

But I just borrowed the second wife's ox cart, and called the slugs; They are all uncles and nephews in our Huangjia Village, men with a lot of strength.

Add one of you, and there will be eighteen people, and a two-thousand-pound cannon should be able to carry it over.

In a word, are you going to be a decrepit boy or not? If I don't go, I'll find someone else; When the time comes, we will get rid of the ox cart money borrowed from the second princess, and we will divide the rest of the silver equally. ”

You know, one tael of silver that year was worth much more than it is now, and you can buy 112 catties of new rice.

I thought that after adding gunpowder and cannonballs, even if I got rid of the ox cart money, I would be able to get a dozen taels of silver, which would be enough for me to let go of my belly and eat a full meal for a year.

In this way, I couldn't wait to agree to Bucktooth Qiang's invitation.

Then a total of eighteen uncles and nephews in Huangjia Village drove an old cow and a broken cart, with some brown rice and pickles, ropes, and rounded cypress poles, and other tools, towards the Dajiaotai Fort opposite Humen.

When he said this, Huang Ashanxu thought of some things that happened later.

The narration in his mouth stopped temporarily, lit the hookah in his hand, and began to smoke 'coo, coo~'.

In such a process, the expression of this white-haired old man is very strange, if some literary young people in the modern plane see it, they will definitely describe it accurately:

The boy didn't have time to wear a sword, and he was already a ...... when he went out

******

The juniors of Huangjia Village did not wait too long.

After smoking a pipe of hookah and successfully adjusting his mood, Huang Ashan's deep voice continued to sound in such a quiet night.

From our Huangjia Village to the Dajiao Fort, it is almost more than 90 miles away.

Along the way, even if we hurried and hurried, it was almost until it was almost dark, and a group of people from our Huangjia Village rushed to the Dajiao Fort.

After arriving there, I found that there were already more than a dozen, and two or three hundred people arrived before us, and Luo Yaqiang asked casually, only to know that they were all here to carry cannons for the Xuange battalion.

There are not only our Shunde people, but also Panyu people from Panyu.

In the following time, people still arrived one after another, and it is said that there are still one or two groups of people, or Xiangshan guys from Xiangshan County, which is farther away from here.

I don't know how some news about the Xuange camp spread so quickly.

Thinking that there are hundreds of miles away from the Big Horn Fort all the way to Lotus Mountain, even if the ox cart pulls the cannon, the speed of this road will only be slower.

So everyone cooked a pot of rice, and after filling their stomachs with pickles, they went to bed early in the field.

The next day, it was bright again, and everyone went to the Big Horn Fort.

Sure enough, as the legend goes, there are some ownerless cannons and cannonballs everywhere, but the gunpowder is not visible.

I heard that the army of yin people and ghosts, after they took down here, because they were in a hurry to fight Yangcheng, they just took a few better cannons and all the gunpowder.

I can't look at the rest, so I'll leave it here for the time being.

After choosing a two-thousand-pound cannon, we tied it with ropes and wooden poles, carried it all the way down the mountain, and loaded it onto the ox cart.

I didn't eat breakfast, and after thirty shells, everyone set off.

At that time, the sun had just come out, and it looked like it was a sunny day today.

And the people who came here to help carry the cannons, there were more than 20 cases, as many as four or five hundred, and everyone shouted trumpets in their mouths, carrying the cannons down the mountain and loading the car, which was called a good and lively life.

Immediately after the cannon was loaded, the speed of the ox cart slowed down.

Pushing the cart on the potholed road along the way, even if everyone replaces it from time to time, it is tiring.

Fortunately, along the way, everyone thought that as long as the cannon was delivered to the place, they would receive a large sum of silver; After going back, eat a full meal and marry a wife.

Talking and laughing in his mouth, he was also very happy.

However, in everyone's mouths, there are more topics to talk about, thinking that just one sentence from the heroes of the Xuange Battalion, there are so many people to help carry the cannon, which is really too majestic.

In this life, if you can be as majestic as them one day, it will not be in vain.

As for helping to carry the cannon, whether this one thing will be a lie, everyone has no doubts at all.

Joke (just kidding)! Hu Biao and Hu Leader of the Xuange Camp, that is the reincarnation of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, a good man who spits and nails, where will they rely on these hundreds of taels of silver.

In the end, a group of people from our Huangjia Village came to the vicinity of Lotus Mountain at least in the second half of the night.

At that time, we were still thinking about where to find someone to hand over the cannon and receive the silver.

A tall man in his thirties, with his hair in a bun, strode towards this direction, after glancing at the cannon on the ox cart.

I knew that I was talking too much when I heard it, and my hoarse voice shouted:

Don't panic, I'm from the Xuange camp, just call me a righteous person.

After continuing five miles to the place, and then helping us transport the cannon to the mountain, someone will naturally give you the money on the spot.

But before I do that, there are a few things I want to tell you.

First, with such a heavy cannon all the way over, all the villagers have worked hard.

Meals and hot water are prepared in front of you, and you can enjoy them as you like without money, and you can eat your stomach and build up your strength before carrying the cannon up the mountain.

Because there is no road in the mountain, everything can only rely on manpower, but it is good to raise enough strength.

Second, before all the preparations here are completed, we must not leak the news to let the Yin people know, otherwise their big ship will leave the Pearl River and enter the sea, and we will not be able to catch up if we want to.

So from here on, remember not to speak loudly.

and the mouth of the ox shall be covered, lest it cry loudly.

Once there are other ghost boats passing by in the Pearl River, there will naturally be people on guard to send a message in advance; When you see the signal, you need to immediately extinguish your torches and lie down on the ground.

The above matters are very important, can you wait for me to hear clearly, and can you understand it? ”

Hearing this man called a righteous man, with a string of explanations in official dialect, our eighteen uncles and nephews in Huangjia Village immediately hurriedly agreed, and they no longer dared to smile hippie.

Because of us mud legs, at this time, we understand a little:

The heroes of the Xuange camp, the matter of fighting ghosts here is far from being as simple as we first discussed; Their majesty is also spelled out with their heads.

If one is not careful, it will kill someone......

After lassing the cow's mouth that pulled the cart rhubarb, everyone pushed the ox cart forward again, but thinking of the explanation of the righteous person, not only did they not dare to continue to speak, but even their steps were lighter.

After walking two or three miles, and turning a hill, we were immediately dumbfounded.

Because on a huge saline-alkali land, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of people gathered here, and there are more people than the temple fairs in the town, but it is the first time I have seen so many people together.

Countless torches and fires were lit up, and everything was illuminated.

It's just that so many people are gathered together, and it is indeed very quiet; The cattle and horses were tied to the side after their mouths were shut, and the other tens of thousands of people were carrying artillery and moving all the way up the hill with difficulty.

Either they sit on the ground and eat, drink, and rest quietly, or someone falls asleep.

Beside them, there was a cannon waiting to be carried up the mountain; From 1,000 catties of cannons to 5,000 catties of cannons, I am afraid that there are more than 100 of them in terms of quantity.

And it is said that on the opposite side of the Lion Ocean, which is more than two miles wide, there are also so many people carrying cannons.

It's still time for lunch break, and we've eaten a little rice and pickles; At this time, they were all so hungry that their chests were close to their backs, and they were naturally ready to finish eating, rest, and then carry the cannon up the mountain.

It was also at this time that we found that on the side of the clearing, dozens of cauldrons were lined up all the way, and many people were constantly helping them survive.

Although there is only one dish, it is taro roast meat.

After queuing up for a bowl of food, the fat cook said that he could come back if he wasn't enough, as long as it wasn't wasted.

The half bowl of rice was covered with a small half bowl of taro roast pork, and a spoonful of thick sauce was added, which naturally tasted so good that I almost swallowed my tongue.

I heard that a few Zhaoqing guys next to the cook said that the cook came from the provincial capital.

Anyway, in this life, the best taro roast pork I have ever eaten is this time.

But after eating three bowls in one go, I put down the dishes and chopsticks; If I hadn't thought I'd have to carry the cannon up the mountain later, and I couldn't eat too much, at least I could have eaten three more bowls.

After eating and drinking, I can rest for an hour or so.

The uncles and nephews of Huangjia Village also recovered their strength, thinking that after carrying the cannon up the mountain as soon as possible, they could also find a place to sleep after receiving the silver.

After using ropes and wooden poles to carefully set the cannon, everyone was ready to take it on their shoulders.

It was also at such a time that I suddenly saw a red flag waving vigorously back and forth on a hill on the right-hand side.

At the beginning, I hadn't reacted to what was going on.

In his ears, someone suppressed his throat and shouted continuously: "There is a ghost boat passing by; Quickly, everyone immediately extinguished their torches, lay on the ground, and were not allowed to speak. ”

At the same time, a number of people took torches and rubbed them on the ground to extinguish them.

Buckets of water were lifted and poured into the fire beside him, and suddenly the fire was extinguished with a 'sting~' sound.

It can be said that in the blink of an eye, the place, which was as bright as daytime, suddenly became completely dark.

It was also after a few of them lay on the ground with the bucktooth strong, and closed their mouths tightly, not daring to make a sound; The heroes of the Xuange camp in my heart, everything is not easy to experience stronger.

At the same time, there is also an inexplicable excitement, and my heart is beating hard.

Then, Xu was too tired all the way, and I fell asleep on my stomach; But even after falling asleep, I didn't dare to snore a little in my mouth......

(End of chapter)