Chapter 310 Rebellion
On Wuguan Road, groups of refugees entered Nanyang one after another.
The refugees have sad faces, confused eyes and sad faces.
Look carefully at their clothes. Even though they have traveled a long distance and are stained, you can vaguely see the exquisite materials and fine workmanship.
These so-called refugees may have been powerful people in the first place, but it is shocking to see them reduced to this.
Just as the refugees' lives are not simple until now, there are even less simple Guanzhong tycoons who can persevere until now.
How many years has it been since Guanzhong was hit by the disaster? How many years has the war been going on?
People who have no ability will not survive now.
A powerful man with few men under his command will not survive until now.
Wubao Shuai, powerful men and scholars who could not win the battle will not be able to survive now.
The situation facing the powerful forces in Guanzhong is much more complicated than that in Henan and Hebei.
Qiang and Hu are everywhere, fighting and plundering at every turn. You attack me and I kill you. There is no stopping. Over the past ten years, a large number of powerful men who are fierce, cruel, and daring to fight have been trained. They rely on their strength to gather in Chengwu and work on their own.
But Guanzhong is also very bitter.
When other places suffer disasters, Guanzhong will be affected.
When the weather is good in other places, Guanzhong may not be immune to disasters.
Yongjia Three years ago, the powerful people of Guanzhong were already struggling. Three years of severe drought and four years of locust plagues dealt a heavy blow to many powerful people in Guanzhong. The balance they had managed to maintain was broken. , no matter how hard we try, there is nothing we can do.
Looking around, the forts are closed to themselves, and they dare to fight you for a little bit of food. Besides, everyone knows each other well. Don’t I know about your family background?
As a result, another wave of refugees divided into two groups, one passing through Hongnong into Henan, and the other passing through Wuguan into Nanyang, begging for food.
Wherever the refugees passed, smaller fortress walls were directly breached by them, and men, women and children were either trapped by them or disappeared without a trace.
On the Wuguan Road for hundreds of miles, people died of hunger everywhere, and the villages were ruined and looked like ghosts.
"Don't come, the dog officer ordered me to wait until I go back." The refugees who entered Shunyang County from Wuguan couldn't walk anymore. As soon as they sat down to rest, they heard shouts from ahead.
The refugees suddenly became commotion, and even faintly cried.
I finally escaped from Guanzhong and will be sent back soon? Doesn’t this force everyone to die?
"If you don't go back, you will die in Nanyang!" Someone looked at the half of the Hu cake left in his hand and thought of the unbearable things along the way. His mentality collapsed and he cried loudly: "Guanzhong How can we go back when we are suffering from disasters every year?”
“Yes! If you want to force us to go back, let’s fight them!” Someone drew his weapon and said angrily.
“I don’t know where the food will be tomorrow, so why not fight now.”
“When has the government ever taken pity on us? Whether you want it or not, he will give it to you by force. You go back and wait to die."
"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"
"Go and rob Wubao..."
The refugees were quickly incited. , the crowd was excited and angry.
Perhaps, the court was really wrong on this matter.
This generation of refugees is different from the previous ones. Because there were too many scholars and powerful people mixed in - some groups of refugees and even powerful people wandered together with their tribes to beg for food - their organizational and instigative power was different from the past, and their ability to cause chaos was greatly improved.
Moreover, the refugees in Guanzhong have experienced wars for a long time, are brave enough to fight, and have strong fighting ability. Once they are incited, their destructive power is unimaginable.
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The news of the refugee riots in Wuguandao soon spread to Chengfu County, Shunyang County (today's Laohekou, Hubei Province).
The prefect Yangman knew it was bad as soon as he heard this.
A few days ago, he had received orders from Wang Cheng, the governor, and Du Rui, the governor of Wancheng, to send three thousand troops to escort the refugees in the country back to their place of origin.
Shunyang County and the country coexist.
Sima Chang, King of Shunyang, is in Luoyang. There are not many soldiers there - even if there are, they have little combat effectiveness. Yang Man has long since given up hope for them.
Yang Man is not only the governor, but also in fact the internal history of the kingdom. He is very aware of the internal situation of Shunyang County or Shunyang Kingdom: there are only a thousand soldiers from the county, which he has slowly accumulated over the past two years. came out.
The order of the Governor of Wancheng was to "gather three thousand troops." With no choice but to borrow two thousand troops from local nobles and powerful men, the group had just been assembled and was about to set off.
After receiving the news of the rebellion by the refugees, he immediately ordered to stop advancing troops and stick to the county.
"Brother, why are you so timid?" My younger brother, Yang Dan, who was in charge of the county soldiers, sneered when he heard this and said, "All the uncles in the clan laughed at me for not studying classics, but I only love martial arts and have learned the art of bow and horse. . Now the refugees are in chaos and are fighting. Brother, let me go and kill all the thieves and build the Jingguan."
Yang Man took a deep breath and suppressed the displeasure in his heart. : "No. You only lead troops to patrol the city, and you are not allowed to go to war without authorization."
"Brother!" Yang Dan said dissatisfied.
"Stop talking about it." Yang Man scolded: "If you are dissatisfied, I will send you back to your old home."
Yang Dan was stunned for a while, and he was probably a little afraid of being raped. He sent it back, muttered a few words vaguely, and went out.
There were sergeants running around outside the yamen, it was noisy, and there was a tense atmosphere everywhere.
"Get out of the way, don't block the road." He kicked a soldier over and walked towards the barracks angrily.
The sergeants looked at him in fear.
Yang Dan was very strict in governing the army. No, it can no longer be called harsh, but harsh.
If you violate military discipline even slightly, you will be hung up and beaten half to death.
If it’s more serious, behead him directly.
The decision of whether to kill or not is in his hands, and there is basically no discussion about killing.
There have been several turmoils in Shunyang before, and each time Yang Dan led the troops to fight for peace.
When the county soldiers were first formed, their combat effectiveness was extremely poor. Yang Dan relied on the Qu Zhuangke of the Yang clan to suppress the entire army.
This man spoke brazenly, saying that Chen Hou Shaoxun implemented a strict system of "leading out to kill" in the army, and Shunyang County soldiers should also follow suit - the so-called "leading out to kill" means that a group of soldiers lost their way After the team leader, the entire team was killed without any reason.
The soldiers were indignant, but they did not dare to resist this ruthless man.
When fighting the rebellion last year, a team leader was shot to death by a refugee. Yang Danzhen ordered that the remaining thirty soldiers of the team be tied up, beheaded outside the camp, and their heads hung in public display. In May of this year, there was a locust plague, and some residents in the county rebelled. Yang Dan led his army to suppress the rebellion and defeated it. Because one of the team leaders died in the battle, the soldiers of the team ran away and became bandits and did not dare to return to camp.
This time there were refugees revolting again, and the sergeants were panic-stricken, wondering whether they would be sent out to quell the rebellion.
If we really have to go into battle - well, even if we try to die ourselves, we can't let the team leader die. If only one of you dies, if the whole team dies, none of the relatives and fellow villagers in the same team will survive. It is better to move forward and fight bravely. If you die in battle, you can still receive a pension, and the relatives and fellow villagers can also help take care of your family. .
It’s just that Yang Dan deserves to die!
The sun sets.
A large number of residents came outside Shunyang City, trying to hide in the city to avoid the chaos.
Jingzhou has been peaceful for a few years, but chaos is about to break out.
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In a dock outside the city of Rang County, Yiyang County, the seats were full of distinguished guests, drinking and drinking.
Wubao Commander Wang Ru took out the wine and meat from the bottom of the box and entertained the generals who came to urge them to leave the country and hit the road.
Most of the generals came from Wancheng and were subordinates of Du Rui, the governor of Mianbei. There were more than ten people in total, with three thousand soldiers, stationed not far away.
After drinking for three rounds, Wang Ru excused himself to go to the toilet and left the table to the outside room.
He first looked around cautiously, then quickened his pace, avoiding a drunken drinker, then said hello to another person with a normal expression, and entered the toilet.
After closing the wooden door, he grabbed the top of the toilet with both hands, climbed up with a little effort, then climbed over a wall and entered the backyard.
“Brother.”
“Colonel Captain.”
“Fort Master.”
Everyone gathered around, their expressions were nervous and their hands were shaking slightly. .
Wang Ru glanced at them.
The people who call him "brother" are naturally his relatives.
The person who called "Xiao Wei" was his former subordinate in Jingzhao County when he was a junior officer in the county army.
The person called "Fort Master" is a refugee from Guanzhong.
"What? In the past, everyone was not afraid of heaven and earth, but now they are so afraid of rebellion?" Wang Ru chuckled lightly, took a good bow, tried it casually, and said: "Now let's talk It's too late, the arrow is on the string, I have to kill a dozen stupid pigs tonight, why don't you do it?"
"Go ahead!" Someone was excited by him. The veins on his forehead were exposed, and he said: "This bullshit imperial court is not a human being, why should we protect him?"
"We wanted to be good citizens, but we were forced to become thieves, alas." Someone shook his head and sighed.
"What are thieves? Rebels, we are the rebels!"
"Yes, they are the rebels. Kill these bandits tonight, attack the county town tomorrow, and then contact each family, Let’s do something together.”
“Let’s do something! I can’t wait any longer.”
Wang Ru stretched out his hand.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at him eagerly.
“The military spirit is ready.” Wang Ru looked up to the sky and laughed, not caring whether anyone would hear him.
After laughing, he shouted: "Take the sons and kill them all."
A group of people quickly left the backyard, and people kept gathering on the way. By the time they reached the front hall, there were hundreds of them. The courtyard was filled with people.
"Whoosh!" Wang Ru picked up his bow and arrow, and shot a general who stood up in shock to the ground.
"Crash!" The other generals stood up one after another, drawing their swords and grabbing their bows.
"Wang Ru, what do you mean?" Someone shouted: "Are you going to rebel?"
"In the past, when refugees entered Nanyang, General Qi shot them for fun. Did you know that we are here today? "Wang Ru laughed.
Smiling, he let go of his hand, and an arrow flew out, hitting "General Qi" right in the face.
“Kill them!” Several Wubao soldiers sitting at the table slashed with their swords.
The people of the fort swarmed forward and chopped these soldiers and generals into a pulp.
"The matter is not over yet!" Looking at the messy main hall, Wang Ru sneered and said: "The officers and soldiers are unprepared, and the general is dead again, it is time to attack at night. Quickly gather the men and set off!"
After a while, the burghers who had been waiting for a long time were called out one by one.
More than three thousand people lined up in the open space outside Wubao, then lit up torches and charged toward the unsuspecting army camp like a long dragon.
There is no suspense in the battle.
The soldiers of Wancheng, who had lost most of their officers, were suddenly attacked in their sleep. Fires burned into the sky in the camp, and shouts of killing could be heard everywhere.
Three thousand people were defeated in one blow, more than half were killed or injured, and the rest were surrendered.
On the second day, Wang Ruma rode without stopping and led his army straight to the outside of Rangxian City and came down with a drum.
At the same time, messengers rushed everywhere, trying every means to contact the refugees from Yongqin and other places, and invited them to join in the rebellion.
A few days later, Xinye, the county seat, was captured.
Wang Ru's tribe has grown to ten thousand people, and there is a steady stream of refugees from Guanzhong coming to join him.
This fire can no longer be stopped and will burn Jingzhou to pieces.
(End of this chapter)