Chapter Eighty-Nine: Take the City
The heavenly soldiers are in order, there is a distance between their classes, and there is a distance between people, and the front class will go up when the back class is tired, and the same is true when someone dies.
The defenders of the city who came to resist were killed, dozens of experienced and well-equipped soldiers in front had been killed, and the back were basically recruits made up by the three patrol men, as well as the villagers who were recruited, and the people who were encouraged by the words of the county order.
When the front platoon becomes these people, it is extremely risky for a team, because they can easily break and flee, resulting in a chaotic formation and a disheartened army.
At the moment, these garrisons of the city are like this, their faces are flustered, they push and shove backwards, they don't dare to step forward at all, the people behind don't know what is happening, and they are stepping forward again, causing them to fight or retreat, the defense is scattered, they can't organize any resistance at all, and the front of the battlefield is a one-sided slaughter.
The Heavenly Soldiers didn't even need to make much effort to fight with each other, because the other party didn't resist at all, and turned back with a shrunken back, and the Heavenly Soldiers only needed to stab.
"Kill!"
There was a shout of killing from the rear, and Wang Jiachang led the militia to bypass from the nearest road and appeared directly behind the other party.
"Kill!"
The militiamen rushed with their weapons, and they had been holding back for a long time, and when they saw these resistance troops with weapons, they rushed over to fight directly.
The front and back were flanked, and there was chaos in front and back, and the people in the middle were huddled together, not knowing what was happening, only listening to the shouts and wails mixed together.
"We're surrounded."
I don't know who hurriedly shouted, and everyone's faces suddenly became even more frightened.
"If we don't fight, we surrender."
Some people shouted, how can this be fought, why are the rebellious people who are said to be well-organized and well-equipped, compared to these rebellious people, they are more like chaotic people.
The atmosphere of surrender spread quickly, and the people defending the city held their heads and shouted surrender, they were terrified in their hearts, and they didn't know if this would be useful, those people had already killed red eyes.
"Take a step back! Stop attacking! ”
Yang Li roared loudly, and the weapons of the heavenly soldiers were still pointing at these defenders, but they had already taken a step back neatly, staring carefully at these surrendered people.
The sound of surrender spreads.
Until the end of the line, the surrounding militia also saw the surrender of the people in front of them.
"Stand back! Stop attacking! ”
Wang Jiachang shouted, the military discipline is like this, if you don't kill the people who surrender, if anyone commits it, you will be directly executed by the king of the stove.
Some of the militiamen looked at the military exploits close at hand, the weapons in their hands were trembling, they did not kill much, and less than half of the people in these circles got heads.
"Alas!"
Some militiamen gritted their teeth and put down the butcher's knife, there was no way, compared to military merits, they were more worried about being directly executed by the king of the stove.
After all, if you are alive, you will become a heavenly soldier sooner or later, but if you die, you will have nothing.
"Everyone listen, hold their heads in their hands, drop their weapons, squat on both sides, and if there is any abnormal movement, they will die."
Yang Lichao shouted to the street in front of him, and those who surrendered hurriedly squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and their weapons had already been lost.
There was only one of the three inspectors left, trembling, his heart was full of surprise, why didn't these people carry out the massacre, in the past, I heard that those riotous people would slaughter and plunder everywhere they went, but now these rioters...
Suddenly, the inspection thought of the performance of these disorderly people, well-equipped and orderly, no matter how you look at it, it does not look like a disorderly people, but like an army, and even more orderly than the army.
What the hell are these people?
"Who is the head of you?"
Yang Lichao came to these people and asked.
The inspector knew that he couldn't hide, after all, most of the people around him knew about him, so it was better to stand up himself, and these people didn't look like tyrannical people who wantonly slaughtered.
He hurriedly raised a hand and said cautiously: "If you go back to your lordship, the lower official is here to inspect the place." ”
"Are there any other guards in the city?"
Yang Lichao asked.
The patrol is slandered in his heart, it is not easy to make up so many people, where are there others.
"If you go back to your lordship, all the troops in the city are here."
"Go to the front and lead the way, go to the county office."
Seize the magistrate and occupy the county government, and the entire Yanchuan County will be taken by them.
Yang Lichao was very emotional in his heart, where did he think that there would be such a scene as today, he originally thought that he could only be a domestic slave for a lifetime, but now he can have such a status and lead the soldiers and horses to take the county seat and make contributions.
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In the county office, Li Zhixian sat in front of the desk with his eyes closed, looking calm, but from his trembling hands, it could be seen that he was not as calm as he appeared, "To be able to raise a thousand people, you should be able to resist those chaotic people." ”
He thought so, but he was still worried in his heart, how to look at the siege this time, how strange it was, why the city gate was lost before the battle started.
It's not like the way those fools do.
"No, it always feels weird, Yanchuan is afraid that he will not be protected," the magistrate was worried, he became a little restless, he wanted to leave here, the county order of Chengcheng County was to be cut off by the chaotic people, if he didn't leave quickly, I am afraid that the head would not be guaranteed.
Thinking of this, the county magistrate hurriedly prepared to leave from the county office, the county office was empty, and those who could basically go to defend the city.
He opened the gate of the county government and saw the nine-product inspection head-on.
"He's the magistrate!"
The inspector pointed to the magistrate and shouted.
The magistrate's face was like ashes, and when he looked behind the governor, he was full of chaotic people with weapons.
"It's over..."
There was only one thought in his mind.
"Come, take him down."
Yang Lichao waved his hand, and the two heavenly soldiers immediately handed over their weapons to others and stepped forward to take Li Zhixian down.
At this point, Yanchuan County fell into the hands of Liu Zhenhua.
'The King of the Stove has entered the city!' ’
The news spread like wings.
The people turned from fear to excitement, and although Yanchuan County was closed, the fleeing landlords would always bring news after they entered the city.
Since ancient times, gossip can't be hidden, these people are the best disseminators of the news of the Stove King, and the people are talking about the Stove King, but they didn't expect it to really come.
Liu Zhenhua ordered the militia and heavenly soldiers to search for the big landlords in the whole city, and spread the news that Li Mingzhu of Zhixian County would be executed early tomorrow morning, and anyone who came to register the information would receive food.
Some people in the county town spontaneously led the militia in the city into the homes of large landlords.
Those families were vulnerable in front of the militia, and the city gates were closed, and the big families had nowhere to escape, either captured by the militia or captured by some of the families who had defected to the enemy.