"Master Yang, the enemy troops are scattered ahead!" the soldiers shouted.
"They are going to start a street fight with us. Leave them alone and let me burn them! Throw the torch on the roof and get out!"
"yes!"
street fighting? I'm so crazy!
Yang Zhibu threw all the torches in his hands on the roof and left the village along the road. He began to guard around the village in units of 100 generals to prevent the enemy troops from escaping.
"Master, the officers and soldiers ran out!"
"No, break out quickly!"
As soon as the commander finished speaking, a rocket landed on the roof and set the thatch on fire.
"Run east, run east!"
The commander-in-chief asked someone to raise his fang flag. The White Lotus Army who survived and ran to the open space also saw the commander-in-chief's fang flag and rallied towards it.
"Sir, the enemy troops are gathering to the east of the village!"
"Charge over, don't let them form a formation!"
Yang Zhi made a prompt decision and rushed toward the east of the village with his troops.
The dull sound of horse hoofbeats came from a distance, and the commander-in-chief, who was rubbing his eyes, immediately became nervous.
"The enemy is attacking. The cavalry is coming. Get up and line up quickly. Where are the shield bearers? Where are the shield bearers?"
"Mr. Sir, the shield is not light. I threw it under Danyang City just to run away!"
"Huh? Throw it all away!"
"Throw it all away. I originally wanted to do it again tomorrow."
"Chun Na! Go and remove the door panels that haven't been burned yet, quickly!"
"Master, it's too late!"
"Ahhh! The spearmen are in front, forming a defensive formation!"
At the moment of life and death, the spearmen quickly stood at the front, tilting their guns to prevent the cavalry from attacking the formation.
Behind them are the only remaining archers.
They came out with not many archers this time, and coupled with the losses caused by the Qi army setting fire to the house, few people died but a lot of bows and arrows were lost.
Today there are only thirteen working bows.
Yang Zhi, who was gradually approaching the military formation, also discovered the spearmen arrayed at the front.
"It's a gun formation, go around and shoot freely!"
Yang Zhi hung the steel gun on the winning hook, took out the bows and arrows from both sides and started shooting to the right.
Yang Zhi felt very uncomfortable holding the bow in his right hand, and his archery skills were greatly reduced. But now there is no need to aim, it is enough to just shoot the arrow into the formation.
For a time, there were screams in the military formation.
However, the thirteen bows at home were of no use at all.
"Master, this can't continue like this. Sooner or later, we will be eaten up by them!"
"I do not know!!"
The commander-in-chief suddenly broke out, and after slashing to death the soldier who had been pressing Lai Lai in his ear, he slumped to the ground.
how to spell? How to fight cavalry on the Great Plains without any long-range weapons?
it's all over.
The sudden rise of the commander caused a commotion, and even the spearmen at the front couldn't help but look back.
Yang Zhi, who turned his horse around and was about to mount another round of shooting, also noticed the commotion and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brothers, shoot where I'm shooting!"
After saying that, Yang Zhi took out a ringing arrow from his quiver, aimed at a thief who was always looking back, and shot the ringing arrow into the chest of the thief with a sharp whistle.
The cavalry behind them immediately drew their bows and nocked arrows and fired arrows at the place where Yang Zhixiang's arrow was shot. Nearly a hundred arrows directly in front of the cavalry immediately pierced the crowd, forming a gap.
"Hahaha, follow me into the battle!"
When Yang Zhi saw that a gap had actually been shot, he laughed and rushed towards the gap with his steel gun raised high.
The robes behind him also shouted excitedly, picked up their spears and followed Yang Zhi into the military formation.
. . . . . .
"General, Mr. Yang Qian is back!"
"Huh? Let him in quickly!"
Jia Hui quickly put down the storybook in his hand, hid it under the pillow, got off the bed and walked towards the door.
As the reinforcements from Jinling rushed in, the siege plan was on track. Jia Hui also left the frontline position and returned to the military camp at Xijindu.
He doesn't plan to go back to Jinling, and there's no point in going back. It would be better to run to the firearms camp and fire a few cannons at Zhenjiang City!
"Oh, Lao Yang is back!"
"General! The last general, Yang Zhi, pays homage to the general!" Yang Zhi quickly saluted Jia Hui.
"Hey, hey, my brother, you are making me uncomfortable too. Come on, sit down!"
Jia Hui quickly supported Yang Zhi and pushed him down on the chair.
"Why, looking at your excited look, the enemy general who ran out was captured alive by you?"
"Yes, General, we just captured him alive! He is outside now, can we let him in?"
"No need, let the embroiderer review it first. If you want to see me, you have to wait until the embroiderer has finished training."
"That's fine."
Jia Hui poured Yang Zhi a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Yang Zhi quickly stood up and took the tea cup with both hands, thanked him respectfully and sat down again.
"I think the troops that ran out must be the elite of the White Lotus Sect, right? What do you think of their combat capabilities?"
After taking a sip of tea, Jia Hui looked up at Yang Zhi and asked.
Yang Zhi thought for a while: "The combat power of the soldiers is probably on par with the Beijing camp, but the coordination is too poor and the military formation is not good. In general, it exceeds the local defense, but is lower than the Beijing camp."
"Understood." Jia Hui shook his head and drank the tea in the cup.
Not challenging at all.
"The next step is to wait for Lin Chong to lead Jianghuai's army across the river. At that time, the Jiangnan camp will be responsible for continuing to siege Zhenjiang, and then send some people to the local area to clear out the remnants of the White Lotus bandits. Let's lead the Jianghuai army to the east first, and then Go south, and finally return to Zhenjiang, by which time we will be almost besieged."
Jia Hui told Yang Zhi his general battle strategy.
"General, why don't you just attack Zhenjiang and capture that White Lotus leader?" Yang Zhi didn't understand.
"There are probably more than 40,000 troops in the city. Even though the masonry layer of the northwest corner of the city wall has been smashed, it is not easy to break in. I don't want the lives of my brothers to be treated as expendable and die meaninglessly. "
Yang Zhi was silent, stood up and bowed deeply to Jia Hui.
"The general is benevolent and righteous!"
After hearing this, Jia Hui smiled and waved his hands to express that this was not necessary.
"General, what should we do next?"
"Go to the Liyang area and annihilate any White Lotus bandit army that dares to go north!"
. . . . . .
The next day, news of the White Lotus Sect's uprising in Jiangnan finally reached Luoyang.
The entire god instantly started discussing it as if it was an explosion.
This time is different from the usual rebellion of the natives in the corner of the corner. This time it happened in Jiangnan!
As a result, all kinds of rumors filled the streets, teahouses and theaters.
There are all kinds of things, some say that the Jiangnan aristocratic family is not a good person, some say that the slaves below are guilty of regicide and violate ethics and will perish sooner or later, some say that remnants of the previous dynasty are causing trouble, some say that Jia Hui is domineering in Jiangnan and is an arrogant and domineering official. There were also those who forced the people to rebel. They said that Jia Hui deliberately forced the White Lotus Sect to massacre the House of Liyue and Wenhua in Jiangnan, and there were also those who gave themselves more credit for countering the rebellion.
"Fuck you! My son is devoted to his country and is loyal to his country. He went to Jiangnan to make decisions for the people. You guys are full of excrement-spewing beasts."
"Oh, Enhou! Forget it, forget it!"
"Forget it, don't argue with these idiots, you'll lose your dignity!"
"Enhou, calm down, calm down!"
As soon as they entered the theater, a group of old dandies heard someone in the lobby making wild claims that it was Jia She's eldest son who had forced him to rebel against the White Lotus Sect.
Can Jia She endure it? Such a big boy is his greatest pride in his life, and he is also the one who will rely on him to dominate for the rest of his life. How can he tolerate the insults from cats and dogs!
He went up and kicked the scholar, who had an obvious Jiangnan accent, to the ground. He pointed at his nose in a condescending manner and cursed.
He originally wanted to have a few more kicks, but the old brothers who saw his intention quickly pulled him away.
The scholar was strong-willed and stood up without saying a word, clutching his stomach.
"Why, what did I say wrong? Jia Hui has made all these preparations, obviously to force the White Lotus Sect to rebel and let them massacre the good people in Jiangnan so that this can be given to them."
"Mom, you little beast, how dare you say that, I can't beat you to death!"
"Oh, Enhou, you can't do anything here, this is the property of Jiaofangsi!"
"Don't let people see the joke!"
After another round of persuasion, Jia She snorted coldly, glanced at the scholar with a sinister look, and entered the theater without looking back.
Jia She walked into the box angrily, and sat down on the chair, sulking.
"Enhou, there is no need to get angry with that little beast. You can tell by his accent that he is a boy from the south of the Yangtze River. With such a big reaction, he must not be very good to the slaves. They know it in their hearts! Maybe their family has already It was taken away in one pot, and only this single seedling was left."
Liu Fang saw Jia She sitting there silently, fearing that he would get angry, so she quickly went up to comfort him.
"Yes, Enhou, there is no need to be angry with a dead man." Niu Jizong took a break today and went out to have fun with his old brothers.
"Huh? What do you mean? Ah, I understand." Hearing Niu Jizong's words, Jia She was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.
He has been imprisoned by the party for only five years, but his sense of smell is still very keen.
This is because the royal family wants to take the opportunity to clean up these insects in Jiangnan.
Hehe, the old Chen family suffered a lot from the Jiangnan family for tax reasons!
Now, it’s time to settle the ledger!
Secretly glad for the layout of the two old ladies. The two old ladies themselves benefited from being the leaders of the Jiangnan aristocratic family. They secretly allowed their younger generations to stay in the north and slowly eliminate their feelings and connections with Jiangnan. After several generations, apart from their ancestral home in Jinling, they There is no imprint of the Jiangnan family.
Of course, it might be that I was overthinking it. This was just a coincidence. In the end, because of my arrogant temper, I succeeded in bringing together the four Jinling families headed by the Jia family and various in-law families, and the traditional Jiangnan family headed by the Zhen family. The family was cut open.
Now, Hao Daer has used the sword of the White Lotus Sect to kill almost all the Jiangnan aristocratic families. It is true that he "killed all the families by himself" and gave the royal family a new certificate of surrender at the expense of half of the Jia family's power in name only!
The other half is the northwest frontier force that was started by his father Jia Daishan and finally formed and flourished by his good son Jia Hui.
If Chen Jingyuan, the fourth son of the niece-in-law and the emperor, can successfully ascend the throne, he will be able to bless the wealth of five generations.
My mood suddenly improved, and the curtain happened to open on the stage, and groups of orchids in scantily clad trotting trotted onto the stage and danced the Hu Xuan Dance enthusiastically.
Jia She's eyes widened.
. . . . . .
"Your Majesty, I am reporting to you, Hu Jinyou, a doctor in Shanxi Province of the Ministry of Punishment!"
When the imperial palace opened its small court, an old man with white hair and beard and a haggard face, wearing a genuine fifth-grade white pheasant patchwork uniform, stood up in front of the cabinet, walked out of the court tremblingly, and knelt on the ground with a plop. The sound of knees hitting the wooden floor made everyone gasp.
But as if the knee was not his own, there was nothing on the old man's face, showing the desolation of his whole family.
Li Yan, the chief minister of the cabinet, who was about to go out to report something, glanced at Hu Jin with a frown, then returned to the class without saying anything.
There is no need to argue with the dead.
Yesterday, he also received news that Jiangnan had suffered a slave coup, and Hu Jin's family was not immune. Apart from himself, only two nephews were still floating on the sea.
I probably won't be able to come back.
Besides, after Jia Zhu is admitted to Jinshi next year, his niece will marry him and become the Jia family's wife, and his Li family will also become related to the Jia family. The person responsible for suppressing the slave rebellion is Jia Hui, the current head of the Jia family, Jia Zhu's cousin, so it is better to avoid suspicion.
"Discourteous! There is no limit to the order of announcements. The cabinet, then the governor's office, and then the six ministries are the rules of the court. You, Mr. Hu, are also an old man in the court. You don't understand these rules?" Nong Xia, the chief secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, said. The colleague was not happy and jumped out to reprimand Hu Jin for not following the rules.
Yesterday, a letter from Jia Hui was sent to the Hubu Yamen, which really shocked him.
In Jinling City alone, more than 90 million taels of silver and 780,000 taels of gold were confiscated from the homes of all the wealthy families who were wiped out!
After deducting the 30 million taels of silver, 500,000 taels of gold and some treasures that were to go into the emperor and the emperor's internal funds, the 10 million taels of silver and 100,000 taels of gold as Jia Hui's trophies and some scattered valuables. , there are still more than 50 million taels of silver, 180,000 taels of gold, a large amount of grain, cloth and some messy rags that can enter the treasury of the Ministry of Household Affairs
This was all discussed before!
Thanks to Zuo Shilang's slap to calm him down, otherwise he would have almost burst a blood vessel and died on the spot in his excitement!
In his eyes, Jia Hui immediately evolved from a young, arrogant, domineering, lucky person, and a vulgar warrior who only asked for money, to the God of Wealth that the entire household department should build a golden body to worship!
If conditions didn't allow it, the Ministry of Revenue would have raised funds for Xuanmen to create a God of Wealth position for Jia Hui!
It would be great to fight if you could get such a sum of money every time!
By the way, Jinling alone can produce so many copies. What about the richer Songjiang Prefecture and Hangzhou Prefecture?
I don’t need to say anything else, Grand Sima General Jia Hui is the god of my household department!
My household minister must protect our own God of Wealth!
As for those Jiangnan colleagues.
I can only wrong you to be reborn in advance. Every year yesterday, my household department will burn incense for you.
Hu Jin turned his head and looked at Xia Tong with dull eyes.
"Xia Tong, are you happy eating the flesh and blood of my Hu family?"
First update today!
Oh, by the way, do you think Gao Xianye, my original military commander, should stay? I read that some book friends said that they wanted to kill Gao Xianye directly...
What do you think?
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