Chapter 516: Destroy the clan!
Zhao Duan never expected that he encountered a battle as soon as he arrived at the Western Front War Zone.
Yunfu rebels attacked the city head-on, and the people in the city dragged the imperial commander Xue Shence tightly, while the enemy's light cavalry quietly crossed the defense line and headed towards the Taicang Silver Mine.
There are three fires left in the new official to take office. Governor Zhao immediately led the Shenji Camp musketeers and followed the map in his mind and rushed to his destination with the shortest path.
Outside Taicang Prefecture, a fight is taking place.
The city gate was closed, and the sky was covered with heavy aura. The huge and noisy shouts could be heard through the thick city walls.
On the high city, Xue Shence stood in the most eye-catching position to watch the battle. He was wearing a mail, with a furious scarlet cloak behind him, and a square painting halberd standing beside him.
Standing there, like a magic needle for the sea.
The sound of killing in the army under the city was shaken by the sky, the drums were like thunder, and the rebels carried the rain of arrows like ants, set up ladders, and tried to climb to the top of the city.
The defenders on the top of the city, which were blocked by rolling wood and falling rocks, tried their best, and were almost torn through the defense line several times.
The forces of the two sides are too disparity.
But the soldiers from the court turned their heads and looked back and glanced at the figure surrounded by flags on the high city, and they would have a strong sense of confidence and high fighting spirit.
The name of the "Military God" of Yu State is fully reflected at this moment. "Supermi Xue, what's the situation of the battle?" On the female wall, Sun Xiaozhun, the governor of Taicang, ran over panting.
After seeing him for less than a year, he became thinner and half-white hair was arched under the brim of his black hat.
Xue Shence turned around and his eyes were calm: "The prefect can comfort the hearts of the people in the city. I am here, and Taicang City is as solid as a soup." His usual tone fell into the ears of everyone.
Sun Xiaozhun nodded with gratitude. As the prefect of Taicang, facing the fierce attack of the rebels that day, Sun Xiaozhun had already made plans to scorched earth, defended the city, and planned to sacrifice the emperor's grace.
Fortunately, Xue Shence led his troops to arrive. During this period, Xue Shence integrated local troops and took repeated actions to successfully curb the Yunfu Army's offensive.
If it weren't for the lack of strength, Xue Shence left a large number of troops on the Eastern Front to defend King Jing, and the soldiers brought were really limited. With his military command ability, he might have launched a counterattack and recovered lost territory, it is unknown.
However, today the enemy seemed to sense urgency and suddenly launched an attack on Taicang.
The siege is now the third round.
Sun Xiaojun saw that there were no rebels attacking and killing the city for the time being, and he felt a little calmer and said bitterly: "Prince Envoy, the enemy's Japanese have stopped and have a retreating attitude. Why is it abnormal today? So fierce?"
Xue Shence glanced at the city and said in a deep voice: "That Su Dan was crazier than I thought. The other party must have known the information about Governor Zhao leading reinforcements to the Western Front. These thieves knew very well that I was passively beaten now because of insufficient troops. Once the reinforcements arrived, the offensive and defensive situation was different.
So, they wanted to get a little more before Zhao Duan arrived. Prefect Sun, don't worry, don't look at the many rebels below, but according to my observation, they did not do their best. Their goal was not to capture the city, but to destroy."
At a table behind him that moved to the city, the map of Taicang Mansion was paved.
There are multiple areas on it marked and circled.
Xue Shence did not intercept the information, but made judgments based on experience.
So, when the enemy approached the city, he ordered his capable generals to lead the cavalry to quickly leave the city from the east and west city gates and rush to several granaries for support.
In order to prevent the military rations from being cut off, the troops in the city were in a hurry, so he could only supervise the battle on the top of the city and resist it with the city wall. "It's a pity that I can mobilize too few troops in my hands. I must leave enough people to defend the city to avoid breaking the city. There are still some key areas where I can't mobilize troops to defend!" Xue Shence clenched his fists and pursed his lips tightly.
Sun Xiaozhun comforted: "Supreme used soldiers like gods, how could the enemy be too few?
Which king not only instigated the southwestern border army, Zhao Shixiong was the front pawn of the horse, but also drew civilians as soldiers. It is said that in Yunfu, each household was drawn. King Mu hid in the Huai River, and received the help of many gentry..."
"Report—"
Suddenly, a messenger had a red flag on his neck and rolled and crawled to the top of the city with almost exhaustion:
"Report to the general, the scout on the west side, there are a large group of rebel light cavalry tore through the defense line, as if heading towards Taicang... Taicang Silver Mine!"
Silver Mine!
Is Su Dan’s target not a granary, but a silver mine? Could it be...
Sun Xiaozhun's face suddenly changed. Although silver mines are not as urgent as military rations, in the long run, the war is about money and grain. Once there is a problem with the silver mine, the treasury that the court has temporarily suspended with the new policy will be in distress again. "No wonder the news of Your Majesty returning to the palace has spread, but the Yunfu rebels still attacked fiercely, with the purpose of robbing the silver mine! Now that the robbery cannot be completed, I will lose my mind!"
Sun Xiaojun was very anxious and looked at Xue Shence.
The latter's face was as deep as water, but he didn't look panic, but just said lightly: "I understand."
Just...Did you know?
The commander and the prefect Sun were stunned at the same time.
Xue Shence closed his eyes slightly and remained silent.
As a general, it is most taboo to hesitate and be greedy and reluctant to leave. Even if the troops guarding the granary immediately rushed to Taicang, it would be too late.
What's more, who dares to be sure that this is not a plan to lure the tiger out of the mountain?
Sun Xiaozhun understood what he meant, and his knees weakened and almost fell down. He hurriedly held the wall with his hands. He shook his head bitterly, took off his black hat, and exposed his hair that had been whiter in just one month.
If the silver mine is destroyed, even if Taicang City is guarded, he, the prefect, should apologize for his death.
"Kill——"
At this time, the enemy army formation below the city suddenly cracked a hole. Dozens of soldiers like meat-like mountains were holding a "siege hammer" made of iron wrapped in a giant tree, shouting horns, and under the cover of a large group of shield-raising soldiers, they attacked the closed city gate.
The defenders at the city wall changed their faces.
Xue Shence, whose eyes were closed, had blue veins hanging on the back of his hand on the right, and the Fangtian Painted Hydrograph in his hand was thrown out with anger!
"Woo!!"
The dark long halberd was like an oversized arrow, and it rumbling out through the invisible hinge, blew a deep pit outside the city gate. The nearest sergeant was blown away by the shock wave and fell down.
The rebels looked at the halberd deep at the bottom of the pit in horror, and retreated like a tide.
Xue Shence looked at the sky, and a trace of worry appeared in the gap in his eyelids: If reinforcements don’t arrive, I’m afraid Taicang won’t hold on for too long.
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Taicang Silver Mine is a huge deep pit outside the suburbs of the city. The mine cave inside is deep and well-connected.
Zhao Duan led the light cavalry to run wildly. When he followed his memory to the edge of the huge mine, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he saw many corpses scattered on the mine site below.
Instead, a new group of soldiers were forcing a group of mining people to carry white cloth bags into the mine cave. "It's gunpowder. They want to explode the mine!" Zhao Duan's face changed from a distance.
Due to the lack of corresponding technology, the imperial court was very cautious in mining, especially in Taicang Silver Mine.
Once it is detonated at a specific location and the mine is buried, and then it is a big project to clean it up and put it back into use.
"Governor, I am willing to capture the thief!" Behind him, the young master Tang Ping was furious and asked for his order.
At this moment, behind Zhao Duan, in addition to the masters around him, there were the light cavalry transferred from Shenji Camp, and Tang Ping was his leader. "Okay, this place is the key, and it really needs someone to take care of it." Zhao Duan thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then looked at Yuxiu: "Can the priest do a favor? Point the enemy's direction?"
At first glance, there were not many rebels in the silver mine.
Yu Xiu sat upright on the horse, frowned and was about to refuse, but Zhao Duan said seriously: "The priest only needs to help me find out whether there are suspicious monks nearby. Lao Zhang... Master Tian said that if an evil Taoist warlock is involved and a monk from Shenlong Temple is not considered a bad rule."
Yu Xiu hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
Hand your right hand closed with your fingers and "wiped" them across your eyes. Her eyes were filled with clear light. She looked down at the mine and swept around. She clasped her jade sleeves, her eyes returned to normal, and she shook her head and said:
"There are no monks above the Divine Chapter nearby, and there are no people in the depths of the mine."
Not here? Could it be that the "master" in Bai Fang's mouth does not exist? But even so, the rebels went through a lot of trouble and could not have sent only such a few people in...
There must be someone else, but it seems that Yuxiu's sky-eye vision cannot be seen too far due to the distance... Zhao Duan thought about it, and suddenly caught a dazzling fire from the corner of his eyes.
Where is the blue sky and the sun comes from?
Zhao Duan suddenly turned his head and was shocked to see the direction of "Songjiazhuang". Fires rose and accompanied by thick smoke.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading! "Follow me." He immediately urged the horse and led the remaining subordinates to pursue him.
When you turn over this valley, the closer you get to Songjiazhuang, the more fires and white smoke rise. Many of the flames come from the crops and fields, and someone is setting fire to the fields!
The most fierce and bright flame is the farm where Zhao Duan and Princess Xu Junling investigated the case together and visited.
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Songjiazhuang.
At this moment, the entire farm was blocked by black-armored soldiers. The rebels lit torches, splashed tung oil, and lit houses and courtyards.
On the ground, there were corpses lying in pools of blood in the courtyard from time to time, accompanied by howling from all over the place.
In the Song Family Ancestral Hall, hundreds of tribesmen gathered in the ancestral hall, including men, women, young and old. Everyone had their eyes that were bloodshot, despair, sadness, or dazed and confused.
The head of the guard guard who had fought with Zhao Duan, "Teacher Xie" who was supported by the Song family broke his arm and sat on the base of the wall of the ancestral hall with the support of several guard guards.
A fifty-year-old man, wearing a Confucian crown, turned red, blocking a group of tribesmen behind him.
I carefully sorted out my clothes, straightened my back, and contained a suppressed anger in my eyes. At the entrance of the ancestral hall, a group of people wearing strange white clothes surrounded by soldiers whispered:
"I am a disciple of Mr. Yunfu Zhengyang, who is a disciple of me and a clan leader of the Songjiazhuang. Since you serve King Mu, you should know that my teacher Zhengyang and Prince Mu have a close relationship. Are you not afraid of being punished by the royal palace when you destroy my Songjiazhuang?! You should retreat quickly! I think you don't know in advance, so I will not pursue it..."
The old man is Song Juren.
In the past, he followed Mr. Zhengyang to Beijing and witnessed the complete process of Zhao Duan and Zhengyang debating the old and new learning in Bailu Academy with his senior brother.
Later, Mr. Zhengyang, who was respected as the "No. 1 Hermit in Yu Kingdom", admitted defeat in public, respected Zhao Duan as his teacher, and led his disciples back.
Ju Ren Song did not follow his husband, senior brother and others to return to Yunfu. When he passed by Taicang, he returned to the clan and devoted himself to studying the new study.
I don't want to suffer a sudden disaster today.
The men in white who were blocking outside the gate of the ancestral hall looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
There were five people in total, obviously not soldiers, but were wearing neat white warlock robes, conical white hats, holding a "mourning stick" tied with white silk, and a small coffin the size of a palm-sized and dark-colored one hung around the waist.
He is a member of the "White Clothing Sect" organization of the evil Taoist warlocks in the world. "Zhengyang? That old corrupt scholar?" A white-clothed sorcerer led by the leader sarcastic: "Let's go and say, I won't go back to the dispatch of the Mu Mansion. Even if you take a step back, you old man still naively think that Zhengyang is still a guest of honor in the royal mansion?
Ha, I don't know much about what I have learned, but Zhengyang is worshipped by the prince and willing to worship Zhao Duan as his teacher. Since he returned to Yunfu last year, he has changed to promoting the new learning... If he hadn't had a reputation, he would have been buried alive by the royal mansion.
It's ridiculous that you are innocent and cute, and you don't know that you can have a relationship with the Mu Mansion by Zhengyang? Little do you know that the closer you get to the old dog in Zhengyang, the faster you die."
Song Juren's body trembled, but his face suddenly turned red and he was furious. He said angrily: "Wait for the demons in the world, and wait for the courage to insult my teacher?!" The white-clothed sorcerer smiled and said: "So what if you insult your commander? We will insult you and wait for your ancestors. Come and demolish this ancestral temple. Haha, although the Song family is small, it has a hundred years of incense. After destroying the ancestral temple, and then pricking the ancestral tomb, it is barely enough to sacrifice to the gods."
A black-armored officer next to him was quite afraid of these demons and was extremely flattering. He said yes, stood up straight, and waved with a stern face:
"Demolition!"
A group of rebels rushed into the ancestral hall like wolves and tigers and began to demolish it.
The eyes of the Song clan suddenly turned red, and they all stopped them like crazy:
"It can't be removed!"
An old man rushed to the spirit throne of his ancestors and tried to protect him, but was killed by the sergeant. He screamed and fell straight to the ground, but he still hugged the spirit throne tightly, his eyes wide open, and refused to let go.
However, how can a group of tribes stop the soldiers? Someone threw out a torch, and the mourning hall started to burn.
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said, "I was so annoying that I cried, and killed these people."
The old juren who stood up straight and faced the sword, would rather die than bend his back than bow his back.
When the soldiers drew their swords and walked towards a few young tribesmen hiding under the altar, the anger on the face of the fifty-year-old man suddenly extinguished, and he turned to a flattering smile, and suddenly knelt down to the ground, begging the white-clothed sorcerer: "It's me who said the wrong thing, angered the immortal master, and begged the immortal master to bypass me and wait for my life."
While saying that, he slapped himself. Seeing the man in white smiled but didn't say anything, he turned his head and scolded: "Stop it all for me! The immortal master wants to demolish it, so he demolished it to motivate the immortal master! What is the use of a group of wooden tablets? People... Life is more important than anything else!" The Song clan members were stunned and looked at the clan leader in disbelief.
But he saw Juren Song crying while cursing, his nails pierced his palms hard, and blood flowed.
The white-clothed warlocks looked at the scene with a smile and praised, "I'm crying well."
Then his face turned cold: "Kill them all, and a group of sacrifices still want to run away? If I hadn't taken a fancy to your family background, I wouldn't have come." Song Juren was stunned and suddenly rushed towards a military man who was stepping down recently, hugged his legs, and shouted: "Xiao Wu, run!" Xiao Wu was one of the group of teenagers hiding under the table. He had been beaten by Zhao Duan at the beginning.
At this moment, the boy who was originally unruly and disobedient was stunned. "The old bastard is looking for death!"
The Jun Han, who was hugged his legs, glanced across his eyes and stabbed him down with a knife, but his eyes were blurred and an arm broke out of thin air.
Teacher Xie, who was lying under the wall, rushed over at some point. He held the knife with one arm, with a crazy face:
"It's enough to change one arm! Old owner, I'm thankful for consuming your Song family for ten years. Today I can't protect the Song family, so I can only fight with my life! Kill!"
Behind him, more than a dozen injured tribe guards culled up like mad dogs. "Xiao Wu, go quickly! Go to the city for help!"
A tribe member suddenly pushed the young men under the altar out of the back door of the ancestral hall, then closed the door hard, blocked the table and chairs, picked up an iron rod, and rushed towards the rebels.
(This chapter ends)