Chapter 700: Storm and Evil (Part 1)
"Commander Zong! Give the order!"
"Yes, Commander Zong! The Han people are so cruel, we can't bear it anymore!"
"Commander Zong, lead us to occupy the county and seize food!"
In front of a huge stone platform in the mountains, thousands of Shanyue people in rags, holding dung forks, hoes, wooden sticks and kitchen knives, were in a passionate mood, with greedy eyes shining in their eyes, and they were clamoring to kill them and go down the mountain.
Changsun Chong pursed his lips and looked at these half-clothed "savages" with disdain.
Just such a ragtag group of people dare to challenge the Tang Dynasty's soldiers and dream of becoming kings everywhere? No wonder these Shanyue people and Liao people launched a riot every few years, and they were quickly put down. And the task of annihilating Shanyue and Liaoren is every general's favorite job. It has no danger, is accomplished immediately, and has the same merit for nothing. Who wouldn't rush to do it? I just don’t know which general will be cheaper this time...
But these are not within the scope of Changsun Chong's consideration.
The failure of these Shanyue people is doomed. For such a group of bandits who are not even small soldiers and generals, facing the strong and powerful soldiers of the Tang Dynasty is no different than a mantis using its arm as a chariot or a mayfly shaking a tree. It is only a matter of time before they are destroyed.
Changsun Chong just wanted this bunch of losers to use lightning speed to kill Fang Jun who was staying in Niuzhuji and avenge himself. The rest of the things had nothing to do with him.
He couldn't help but look at Wu Duohai who was standing on the stone platform.
It is undeniable that this guy's strong physique is indeed eye-catching, especially when he is standing high on the stone platform with a commanding and majestic momentum. It can make the mountain people in the audience worship him and suddenly give birth to endless confidence!
Wu Duohai raised his strong arms high and shouted: "The Han people are so cruel that we and other mountain people have no food to eat and no clothing to cover their bodies! Our farmland has been seized, our mountains and forests have been seized, if we continue to be weak , one day our women will be snatched away and our children will become slaves ! We Shanyue people have grown up in this mountain for generations. This is a gift from God. No one can take it away from us! Now the Han people have occupied our mountains and destroyed our water veins. What should we do when we reach our homes?”
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Okay! Sure enough, we are the descendants of Peng Shi, Zu Lang, and Yan Baihu! We once occupied the entire Wu land, and this is our home! However, we lost Wu County, Kuaiji, and Danyang, and now we can only struggle Can we bear to live in such poor mountains and rivers and watch the Han people enjoying themselves in our homeland?”
"Can't bear it!"
"Can't bear it!"
"Okay!" Wu Duohai saw that his morale had reached its peak. He also knew that it would be exhausted again and again, so he shouted: "Now, let us kill Cuiluo Mountain and kill the Han people who have occupied our mountains and rivers. Skin them, remove their bones, and behead them! Then capture Gushu City, capture Danyang County, and capture Niuzhuji. We will make the territory our king, and we will never allow the Han people to oppress us again.”
Changsun Chong curled his lips...
There is no doubt that Wu Duohai, the commander-in-chief of the Shanyue Sect, is worthy of being the most outstanding leader of the Shanyue people. His father was annihilated by Zhang Shigui during the last rebellion in the eighth year of Zhenguan. Most of the Shanyue people who followed him were killed by Zhang Shigui. It is said that the water of the Yangtze River was dyed red at that time. After this battle, the Shanyue people were unable to recover and retreated to the mountains. The imperial army had no choice but to deal with these Shanyue people who had lived in the deep mountains and old forests for generations.
so. Wu Duohai asked Dong Mingyue, whose father was also killed in the riot, to lurk into Chang'an and wait for an opportunity to assassinate his archenemy Zhang Shigui, but failed.
But Wu Duohai had no vision and could not see the situation clearly.
Today's Tang Dynasty is more than twice as powerful as it was in the eight years of Zhenguan? The army marches east and west, conquers the south and the north, and is invincible. This is the time when the country's power is at its peak and the army is strong. If Wu Duohai just led his people to burn, kill and loot for a while before retreating to the mountains and forests, there might still be a chance of success. After all, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were very resistant to entering the mountains to suppress bandits. The casualties would be too great and the gains would not be worth the losses.
But if you want to cede territory and become king, that is simply a dream!
Is this Wu Duohai stupid?
It doesn’t look like it no matter how you look at it…
Changsun Chong's thoughts were swirling, and there was always a trace of doubt lingering in his mind.
Especially Dong Mingzhu!
How could a descendant of the Shanyue people have such an artistic name? The most important thing is, why does this girl who grew up in the mountains have the upbringing and etiquette of a lady?
There's something fishy...
The swearing-in meeting of the Shanyue people was grand and intense. A group of barbarians were screaming and waiting to go down the mountain to rob the Han people's food, rob the Han people's cities, and rob the Han people's women... But Changsun Chong was in a daze here, and the guard behind him said curiously: "Da Lang is here What are you thinking about?”
Changsun Chong waved his hand to tell him to shut up.
No matter what kind of secrets the Shanyue people hide, Changsun Chong intends to take care of it. He doesn't have much curiosity. The only goal now is to kill Fang Jun with the help of Shanyue people, and then leave quietly.
He doesn't want to keep getting mixed up with the Shanyue people. Maybe one day he will be surrounded by the Tang Dynasty troops and slaughtered like animals!
Wu Duohai on the stone platform raised his arms and shouted wildly: "Now, let us recreate the glory of our ancestors and let those Han people see that we Shanyue people are the strongest, bravest and fearless warriors in the world! Shanyue people, kill!" ”
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Shanyue people were so stimulated by Wu Duohai that blood filled their pupils, and they almost lost their minds. They turned around and held various weapons in their hands, howling and rushing down the hillside, out of the dense forest, and towards the township market! There is wealth, women, and food that they have coveted for a long time. They want to snatch it all back. If they can't take it back, they will kill them all!
Changsun Chong was shocked.
Although he looked down on these barbaric Shanyue people from the bottom of his heart, Changsun Chong could not admit what kind of cruel and tragic scene this group of shameless and murderous Shanyue people would bring when they rushed down the mountain and rushed into the Han people's city!
Are you... a bit unscrupulous?
"Master Changsun, we Shanyue people are the most brave and good at fighting. We will definitely help you kill Fang Jun. I hope that when your wish comes true, don't break your promise!"
Wu Duohai came to Changsun Chong at some point. His tall and burly figure was like an iron tower, giving Changsun Chong a great sense of oppression.
Taking a deep breath, the eldest grandson said decisively: "Absolutely not! A certain person has united the family forces. As long as he defeats the warships of Niuzhuji, Fang Jun will be like a turtle in a urn and capture the iron factory without any effort! As long as a certain person kills If you kill Fang Jun, you will definitely help Zong Shuai cede the land and become the king and unify the south of the Yangtze River!”
Wu Duohai burst into laughter that shook his eardrums, patted Changsun Chong's thin shoulder with his big hand, nodded and said: "Okay! I naturally believe in Master Changsun's promise. Now let's go straight to Cuiluo Mountain and take a look at that house. How can Jun be cut into pieces under the swords of the Shanyue Warriors?”
"Haha, just what I want, please!"
"Please!"
Wu Duohai strode down the mountain.
Changsun Chong grinned and rubbed his shoulder, which was almost broken by Wu Duohai's slap. He cursed silently in his heart and led his guards down the mountain closely behind him.
*****
The iron-smelting furnace emitted billowing smoke mixed with sparks, and red molten iron flowed out from the gate below the iron-smelting furnace. The soldiers watching the excitement by the furnace burst into cheers.
Almost all families closely guard the secrets of iron smelting and will never let these servant-like generals watch on. Now Fang Jun let them watch the entire iron-making process without hesitation. What kind of trust is this?
A strong sense of identity emerged from the hearts of the soldiers.
Everyone is not stupid. Their slave status was destroyed by their masters and they joined the Navy's "stormtroopers" and re-signed a five-year military service contract. This means that within five years from now on, they will be Fang Jun. people.
If Fang Jun wants them to live, they will fight; if he wants them to die, they must die!
This is the slavery system of the Tang Dynasty. Although I don't understand what this military service contract is about, I guess it is no different from the previous slavery system. But in the same effort, Fang Jun did it more authentically!
Food and salary are distributed every month, you can get a share of the spoils of war, and all property belongs to you... This is simply a blessing like pie in the sky!
Anyway, everyone’s life is as lowly as a dog’s, so who are you selling it to?
If you sell it to Fang Jun, you can not only get the same merits as a regular soldier, but also have money to share. Even if you die in battle, the whole family can live a better and more stable life.
This life is worth...
While they were cheering loudly, smoke and dust were everywhere at the foot of the mountain.
Fourth update, please vote for me! By the way, I would like to inform you that we are planning to have an outbreak tomorrow. It's just the weekend and I have nothing to do. My wife is going on a trip with her work. She has turned down her friend's appointment tomorrow, and the cat has been coding at home all day. Anyway, everyone knows that I haven't saved the manuscript. I will send out as many codes as I can tomorrow without any reservation. My little brother is exploring his own weaknesses and challenging his limits. You can look forward to it, come on! ! !
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