He said this cheerfully, and everyone laughed, whether in the mountains or on the seaside. Some people laughed and shouted, "Thieves are thieves, and officials are also thieves!"
It has been more than seventy years since Shandong fell into the territory of Dajin during the Jingkang period of the Southern Dynasty.
Everyone does not miss the emperor of the Song Dynasty. In the early years when Emperor Shizong of the Jin Dynasty was around, no matter how good life was for everyone, they could always get by and occasionally have a little hope, which was good.
But after the Zhang Zong Dynasty, there were continuous natural disasters, and the imperial court was constantly enclosing the land and fields. Officials colluded with each other, and many fierce people took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. Their behavior was uglier than a mad dog. In just a few years, the grassroots people of Qianli were like weeds, being cut and cut by the dignitaries and officials, one crop after another, as if they would not stop cutting until the roots were cut.
This is a natural way to survive. Facing such officials and thieves, the people are like fish in a pot. They can only be steamed and overcooked, and they will die.
That being the case, what about officials and thieves? Why bother? Although the hatred between officials and thieves is as deep as the sea, in fact, the factions have long been unclear. Being too obsessed with this seems to put those dog officials in high esteem.
Yang An'er looked at everyone with a smile. When everyone's voices gradually stopped, he immediately asked: "Since officials are all thieves, why don't we thieves act like officials?"
He turned around and pointed at the many flags that were getting closer, and pointed at the intimidating-looking positions on the flags: "Since the officials have become thieves, then let us thieves become officials instead! This time we raise the army, I’m going to let everyone have a taste of what it’s like to be an official! Everyone! Everyone!”
Yang An'er raised her hand to signal to everyone: "Those ceremonial guards and flags are not only from the Mi, Ju, Yi, Hai and other prefectures, there are also heroes from Taishan and Lushan who are willing to join the army. There are not only ceremonial guards and flags, but also the general's ceremonial guard." , the official uniform of the Jiedu Envoy, and the corresponding official positions and powers! When the Jin army is defeated and Shandong is captured, all the generals will return home in fine clothes. We will take care of the people of our hometown, everyone If we all live a good life, wouldn’t it be a hundred or a thousand times better than those Jurchen dog officials?”
Although the many leaders and village owners behind Liu Erzu have always followed Liu Erzu, they have always respected Yang An'er. At this moment, I was excited to hear what he said, and then I looked at the poor appearance of my own family, who was struggling with their own hands, and at the many generals and commanders behind Yang An'er who were wearing bright uniforms, dazzling armor, and rows of tall horses...
In fact, everyone came to Moqishan just to discuss the rebellion. From what Yang An'er said, this big thing can really be done!
Many people went to see Liu Erzu.
Liu Erzu still looks like an old farmer with gray temples and deep wrinkles on his face, like cracks on a rock. He sat cross-legged and looked up at Yang An'er: "Having said that, the battle is not easy to fight."
Yang An'er laughed loudly: "Old Liu, have you been timid after staying in the mountains for a long time?"
"It's not that you are timid." Liu Erzu shook his head and said: "The people in the mountains are poor and difficult enough, and life is not easy. But I don't want them to die. I will always think more and worry more."
"Old Liu, who are you worried about?"
Yang An'er laughed out loud: "Wan Yan Sala? Huang Slap Wu Dian? Or who? In Shandong, there are only these two generals who command tens of thousands of troops. No matter what others say, there is an extra state capital at hand, with thousands of soldiers... ...Those are just stones blocking the road. Our army together is like a surging tide. Are we still afraid of two stones? In the end, the battle can be fought slowly. It doesn’t matter if we lose two games. In the end, we will always win. win."
Liu Erzu sighed: "I think something is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Liu Erzu smashed his leg with his fist and stood up slowly: "When we first rebelled, none of us knew how to use soldiers, and we didn't have any weapons and equipment at hand, so when we met the soldiers and horses sent by the imperial court to suppress them, we were always defeated. Later, we were defeated. There have been more fights, everyone has gained experience, and the imperial troops are gradually not as good as before, so occasionally they can put their posture into practice, fight a few big battles, and still win."
"That's right."
"At that time, the most proficient warriors were Marshal Yang and your troops. Later, you were recruited by the imperial court, and your troops went to Northern Xinjiang, known as the Tiewa Dare Fighting Army. I have also heard of it."
These words were a bit too short, and the faces of all the generals behind Yang An'er darkened. Yang An'er was kind-hearted and continued to ask: "What next?"
"I think Marshal Yang's soldiers and horses are at least as elite as the imperial army. But now, the Mongolian army has invaded one after another and killed hundreds of thousands of imperial troops. It's like killing chickens and slaughtering sheep. And you, Neither I nor my subordinates dare to act arrogant in front of the Mongols. It seems that Marshal Yang’s troops are probably not as good as the Mongolian army.”
Liu Erzu pondered and said: "But in this Shandong territory, there is an army that defeated ten thousand Mongolian troops in one battle. How are these soldiers and horses better than the Mongolian army? How are they compared to Marshal Yang's Tiewagang Army? No. There is no proper way to fight against this army. I am afraid that we will suffer a heavy setback after we raise our troops."
Yang An'er was about to speak, but Liu Erzu raised his hand to stop him: "Marshal Yang, you are a good leader of soldiers. You regard the lives of soldiers as numbers. Do you think that no matter how strong the enemy is, all he needs is an endless stream of soldiers to press forward. , there is always a time to win. In my eyes, so many soldiers are brothers, but I am not willing to waste their lives."
Yang An'er shook her head repeatedly: "Old Liu, you are overthinking. I never meant this."
When he heard what Liu Erzu said, he knew it was not good.
Someone had said this in the mountain school before, and the meaning of their words was similar to that of Liu Erzu. At that time, Yang An'er just didn't hear clearly and got confused.
In fact, he himself is the ancestor of thieves and bandits for many years, how can he not know the thoughts of the village owners and leaders? And he was more afraid of Guo Ning than others.
That day at the gate of Zhuozhou City, Hebei Province, even though Yang An'er was temporarily defeated by Hu Shahu's ferocious power, it was obvious that he was powerful after all, far superior to the group of defeated soldiers that Guo Ning struggled with, so when he retreated, he could still say a few nice words.
But a few months later, when Guo Ning pursued him to Shandong, his military strength more than doubled?
Yang An'er specially instructed Li Quan to make way for the Mongolian army, and wanted the Mongolian army to get rid of this powerful neighbor for him, but the Mongolian army actually lost!
How can such a strong army win by relying on huge crowds of people? Liu Erzu actually speculated on my thoughts like this. It can be seen that after more than ten years of fighting, he has not made any progress and still does not know how to fight.
Yang An'er thought of one way to deal with Guo Ning. But this method...not to mention whether it works or not, first of all, it relies on the friendship between the two families who fought side by side in Zhuozhou, on the premise that Guo Ning is by no means a loyal minister of Daikin, and on...ahem, this is not easy to get. Say it in public.
Yang An'er saw that many people were paying attention to her, waiting for her to tell her how to deal with Guo Ning.
This is a bit troublesome.
"Old Liu, you are talking about Ding Haijun Guo Ning, right? Guo Ning? Then Guo Ning... Hahahahaha!" He laughed with all his strength and looked up to the sky. While laughing, he was thinking about it, trying to come up with something. idea.
The laughter rumbled and echoed in the distant mountains, causing echoes. Yang An'er is indeed the number one rebel in Shandong. He is full of power, and his laughter cannot hide his heroic spirit and confidence in victory.
But after laughing for a long time, I started to feel a little less energetic than at the beginning.
Yang An'er's neck felt a little tight, her face started to turn a little red, and the thoughts that were spinning in her head began to become a little unsteady...
At this moment, a dusty scout cavalry rushed from a distance and knelt down in front of Yang An'er: "Marshal, urgent military situation!"
Yang An'er was relieved and her laughter stopped.
Anyway, when this sentry rider came and rescued me, I wanted a heavy reward.
Yang An'er asked calmly: "What's the military information? Report it quickly!"
"Marshal, yes, a cavalry suddenly came over. They were too fast to stop them! Zuoshanzhai Pass, Puqingzhen Pass, and Wulianchuan Pass didn't stop them! Even the Leigushan Pass..." The cavalry galloped away. After a long time, the lips were withered and turned white. He opened his mouth several times but could not finish his words.
The pass of Leigu Mountain is an important barrier to the north of Moqi Mountain. After passing Leigu Mountain and bypassing Hehuading, you will find the Zhaigu Mountain platform where everyone is gathering at this time!
"What cavalry? What happened to Leigushan Pass?" Yang An'er grabbed the robe of the sentry cavalry and shook it repeatedly: "Speak quickly!"
The sentry rider was shaken so hard that he almost vomited. Where could he speak?
Next to him, Liu Erzu was much calmer.
"Marshal Yang! Marshal Yang! Old Yang!"
"Ah, what do you say?"
"Look over there!"
In the direction pointed by Liu Erzu, a group of light cavalry rolled towards the ground like a gust of wind. Thousands of horses' hooves trampled, causing the ground to tremble slightly, and the sound of hooves was approaching like thunder.
There were several places where Yang An'er had set up checkpoints, and some riders tried to run out to intercept them. However, this cavalry is galloping like lightning, how can it stop them? The vast majority of the cavalry could only follow behind and eat ashes. Occasionally, a few brave ones stood in front of them. For just a moment, they were no longer seen. And the speed of that cavalry team didn't slow down at all!
The cavalry kept approaching, but they saw people like tigers, horses like dragons, swords and guns flashing with cold light like lightning. Although they only looked like two or three hundred cavalry, they looked like thousands of troops rushing forward!
The Leigu Mountain Pass didn't stop them either!
How can this be? This is in Moqishan, and it has been the foundation of our own business for a long time! The area around Moqi Mountain is all territory where the family has been rooted for a long time. Every important access road and important checkpoint is carefully guarded by reliable subordinates.
What's more, in addition to the key passes and checkpoints, there are also dangerous mountains and crisscrossed waterways... Why did someone get so deep?
Where did this cavalry come from?
What are they going to do?
Yang An'er was in a daze for a moment. He looked around and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
"It's Guo Ning." Yang Miaozhen rode over from the side and said coldly.
"Wha, what?"
"Didn't you just laugh out loud and shout about Guo Ning? Now Guo Ning is here. Look clearly, the tall man riding a green horse in front of the cavalry is Guo Ning!"
What is this guy doing in Moqishan? Is there going to be a fight now?
Yang An'er felt a little bitter in her mouth. He kept his majestic posture unchanged and asked in a deep voice: "What, how to deal with it?"
Yang Miaozhen glared at his brother, shouted, and urged his horse forward.
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