As soon as Yan Saburo and the others stood in the crowd, a tall man in the brown scarf stood up and said loudly: "Everyone has guessed, we are the Brown Army! From now on, Wutong Town will be ours!"

The crowd buzzed and exploded.

Yan Saburo and Qu Yunhe looked at each other.

Riots! They actually met with riots.

Oh, that's the official phrase. In the words of the patriotic civilians, it is a rebellion!

Walking here from Suluo City, the words that Yan Saburo heard most frequently along the way, in addition to war, national security, and heavy taxes, were the "Brown Army".

It is said that this uprising originated in the late summer and early autumn of last year, in the northeastern part of Fenglai Mountain, and the rebels sewed a brown scarf on the right chest to show their identity. The people of the southern part of the country called it the "Righteous Army".

It has been more than four months since the revolt, and this uprising has not only not been extinguished, but has a tendency to grow stronger and spread.

To Yan Saburo's surprise, according to what they saw and heard on the road, the Brown Army was at least fifty miles away. It stands to reason that they shouldn't have met head-on.

Why is it so unfortunate that they arrived in Wutong Town, and the rebels happened to be here?

In the middle of the street, a man was pushed out, and the leader of the rebel army pointed at him: "This is your Lizheng, uniting with the cool officials to urge money and food, forcing you to have no food to eat and no way to live! But from now on——"

Before this poor Li Zheng could argue himself, he was stabbed with a backhand and cut off his head!

Blood splattered three feet high.

The crowd around them retreated three feet, and everyone finally lost their numb expressions. The leader patiently waited for the screams of the women and children before continuing: "From now on, no one will have to pay grain to the official family or to the emperor! How much grain we have planted is our own, and how much money we have earned will be spent by ourselves!"

He pointed to his companion next to him again: "Wherever the Brown Army passes, the officers and soldiers are terrified! Brothers who want to join the Brown Army to earn merit and earn money to earn food and drink, come here to receive a piece of brown cloth, and then receive a tael of silver, five steamed buns, and half a catty of jerky, and in the future, they will all be their own people, and they will eat together and drink wine together!"

The townspeople looked at each other, and their hearts went up and down. The killed Li Zheng had a lot of power during his lifetime, and he did use his power for personal gain and prestige in the local area. Kill him, and everyone will be relieved. Speaking of joining the Brown Army?

After a long silence, three people walked over in groups, took brown towels, gritted their teeth, and said, "I'll do it! If I don't do it, I'll starve to death anyway." "I went to get the jerky food again, and when I walked behind the leader, I devoured it.

These three are the homeless people who just hid under the corner of the small shop to keep warm.

With them as an example, 30 or 40 more people stepped forward one after another to join.

The town is less than a tenth of the total number of people, and they are all men. The leader was also satisfied, and said to the rest of the people: "Before tomorrow morning, those who have figured it out can still come to me." Now I'm going to ask the villagers to do a great deed-" He smiled, his expression suddenly solemn, "Push me out of all the rich and unkind families here!"

With that, he glanced at his men.

Several big men rushed into the crowd and drove about seven or eight members of a family into the middle of the street. The leader pointed to a frightened old man and said, "Who will say, is this rich man Li considered rich or unkind?"

"Count!" someone among the civilians immediately responded, "The year before last, Xu Er sold a piece of good paddy field to him, and he deceived Xu Er for not being able to read and understand the deed, and he lowered the price to death, almost taking that piece of land for nothing!"

Another civilian also said: "The Li family is so rich that they never care if we live or die!"

"Yay. The leader laughed, "Raid the Li family, seventy percent of it will be used as military salary, and three components will be given to everyone!"

The subordinates shouted yes, turned around and found someone to lead the way. The Li family was so frightened that they trembled, and the old man rushed up to ask for mercy, but was pulled by the family fiercely. Isn't it looking for death when you start talking at this time?

The leader smiled: "Who else should be raided and should divide the family property equally?

With the example of the rich man in front of him, the dull atmosphere was swept away. Civilian grievances erupted suddenly, and three or four families in the crowd were immediately identified.

Even though these families hurriedly retorted, they were indeed better dressed than the surrounding civilians.

The leader of the brown scarf waved his hand: "Copy!"

At this time, he didn't care whether the reported family was "rich or benevolent" or "rich and benevolent", and all of them were raided.

The Li family's property was confiscated and liquidated, and sure enough, it was distributed to the townspeople - although the number was not much, there were more than a dozen copper plates per person!

The streets of Wutong Town are boiling.

One after another, some townspeople reported new "unkind rich households", and those who were identified were anxious, refuted and scolded on the spot, and immediately shook out the original old grudges between the two sides, and the scene was not lively for a while.

Yan Saburo watched coldly. In his opinion, this scene is nothing more than a farce.

"These Browns are going to pull people into the water, not as stupid as we thought they were. Chitose's comment came from his ear, "Everyone in Wutong Town has shared the money to fight the local tyrants, and from then on they have to stand on the side of the Brown Army." Otherwise, the authorities will investigate in the future, and these townspeople will not be able to eat and walk around. She smiled lightly, "You see, Li Zheng was killed and died a miserable death, but these rich people's families who were robbed of their property are all in good condition, and no one is dead." The Brown Army wanted them to live as witnesses, and to open their eyes to see clearly which people in the town had taken their property. ”

"Why. Yan Saburo's lips twitched, and his voice was extremely low, "I don't think the people in the town may have figured out this truth, but they can vaguely understand that they have to join the Brown Army." There will be more townspeople who sign up before tomorrow morning. ”

How smart he is, seeing this, he basically understands the model of the rebel army: absorb the villagers to increase his scale and strength, and then collect money by beating the local tyrants and inferior gentry!

As for whether they beat down or not is a real inferior gentry and black businessman, it doesn't seem to matter so much.

The leader of the Brown Army stroked the mustache on his chin and smiled at the chaos in front of him. This scene would appear in almost every township he had beaten down, and he was already familiar with it, and he knew how the rest of the situation would evolve.

At least until he recruits strong men and gets the money to leave town, everyone must be happy.

Qu Yunhe said to Yan Sanlang: "This matter is coming to an end, we should go." ”

Yan Saburo nodded and quietly retreated with him.

But at this moment, a malicious gaze swept over, and someone suddenly pointed at him and Qu Yunhe and said loudly: "My lord, these two, these two are not good things, and there is money!"

It was the two diners who were laughing at Yan Saburo in the restaurant.

The crowd immediately separated, isolating Qu Yunhe and Yan Saburo.

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