My country, you can pinch it

Wang Mazi was just a farmer near Yongliang City, barely supporting his family of four on the one-third of an acre of land, although he was always worried about the heavy tax and food, because once the payment was over, the remaining rations would not be much left.

He couldn't figure out why the dog officials in Yongliang paid heavy taxes on weekdays, but why they had to be conscripted to repair the Shilaozi Road when they were doing farm work. , Sending silver to Yongliang City, they all said that the mansion of Master Lu was big and gorgeous, so why do they have to levy their poor food?

He was always worried, what would they do if God didn't reward them with food?

Sure enough, when the great cold came, an honest person like him would be at a dead end.

They want to enter the city, but the dog officer just won't open the gate, the city gate is so thick and heavy that even all the people together can't break through it, and even after a long time, they can shoot arrows from above.

Arrows like rain, like poisonous snakes, will bleed if one bites, the weather is too cold, the wound is frozen but cannot survive.

Scared, really scared, the mother-in-law pulled him and refused to let him make trouble again.

Finally, he saw someone who sold his wife and children for a bite to eat, and he also saw the poor family who crashed to death on the city wall.

No one knows better than them how strong the high city wall is, because they also repair it bit by bit, every year, and if they don't use it this year, they are going to die.

He couldn't tell what it was like, seeing his wife's terrified eyes holding the child, he had to raise his head and ask God, what did honest ordinary people like them do wrong, so that they wouldn't even keep a way out.

It's not that no one wants to go to other towns, but the wilderness is vast, where is the next town?

People who have never walked out of this three-acre land in their entire lives feel flustered when they go a little farther.Finally, without knowing who initiated it, Wang Mazi took his wife and children up the mountain, fell into the grass, and became a bandit.

All the refugees here took one by one, one township after another, and all of them went to the hills where only bandits remained.

Yes, all!Those who didn't want to be turned into lonely ghosts, and the bandits sent them to the heavens one by one.

After eating the grain stored in the cold winter and gnawing the bark and grass roots on the mountain, when they were about to attack the elderly and children who could not move, the caravan came in the beginning of spring.

To die for one's own life or the lives of others, this choice is too easy.

The refugees have never read any books and don't know much about morality. Only a few who can read are silent, sighing and speaking words that no one can understand.

Those merchants knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, and took out everything, hoping to save their lives.

But the bandit leader said that once they are released, there will be no caravans. At that time, who will stand up and serve as food for everyone?

Wang Mazi didn't want his children and mother-in-law to be eaten by others, and others naturally didn't want to, so no one dared to stand up.

These businessmen are all dead, staring at them with their eyes open, looking horrifying.

The bandit leader originally wanted to take the corpse away as a food reserve, but finally a scholar surnamed Zhao next to him persuaded him, and he reluctantly threw the corpse into the col.

Wang Mazi knew that once people really ate people, the refugees would not just eat these unlucky ones, children and women who would be dragged away without paying attention.

At that time, it was the hell on earth that the master in the temple said.

But after all, this is not a long-term solution. Then Zhao Xiucai said that if the city gate is not opened, the days of people eating people will still come.

Wang Mazi wondered why such an educated person became a bandit, but Zhao Xiucai didn't talk about it, and he didn't ask. People from Yongliang came from all over the world, and there were always stories that he didn't want to tell.

He asked his mother-in-law to keep an eye on the child, and secretly hid a knife for her. One day when he came back from looking for food, he saw the mother-in-law staring at him with disheveled hair, the knife in her hand was stained with blood, lying beside her. A twitching man, Erya was crying loudly while being hugged by his son.

Without saying a word, Wang Mazi picked up the knife in his wife's hand and ended up with that man.

The mother-in-law said that Xiaohua from Daqiang's house next door is gone.

Wang Mazi hugged Erya's hand for a while, and then the mother-in-law said that she returned with two cornbreads.

Wang Mazi will never forget that look of despair.

Erya in her arms stopped even crying, tightly clutching his skirt, her small body trembling all over.

Wang Mazi looked at his son and his daughter, and he knew very well that he would have no other choice at that time.

Day by day, the atmosphere became more and more dead silent, and suddenly he went out to watch and came back and said that he saw a convoy, a long convoy, and he was an official who had come to Yongliang.

Grabbing the caravan's things was not enough for everyone to share. Everyone was still starving. I heard that there were dozens of carriages this time. In an instant, the whole mountain became lively, and everyone's eyes lit up.

Zhao Xiucai asked carefully, he didn't know who this official was, but he knew that it must be a high-ranking official, or a high-ranking official from the old emperor of the capital.

Hearing this, the bandits were a little hesitant to rob. They heard that there were officers and soldiers in charge, and there were thousands of them. If they killed the high-ranking official and caused the court to suppress it, it would be over.But Zhao Xiu, who had never had the heart to kill people, persuaded the bandits to go down the mountain this time. Anyway, early death or late death is death, so it is better to drag those dog officials to die together. What if it happens?

The bandits listened to him this time because of the cartloads of belongings, and all the refugees listened to him because of the abundance of food in the carts.

They lay in ambush behind the hillside, waiting for the convoy to come over as usual, and then rushed down like a honeycomb.But this time, the other party was alert and seemed to have noticed something was wrong, so the long motorcade just stopped.

Where can they get away?

All the refugees grabbed the weapons in their hands, including Wang Mazi, chasing after them like red-eyed wolves, turned over the hillside, got close, and then——

They saw horses lined up, soldiers in light armor and helmets holding long spears and holding shields, and after giving an order, they aimed the cold spears at the refugees, and the black and white A large piece, they stand still.

Seeing this, Wang Mazi was heartbroken.

The cloudless eyes of this room looked coldly at the refugees rushing forward, and she clearly saw the ferocious faces. She was obviously stunned when she saw the neat cavalry, but amidst the shouts of killing, they Still rushing madly.

She calculated the distance, narrowed her eyes, and finally raised her hand. The moment she swung it down, the person next to her shouted, "Chong—" She pulled up the rein with all her strength, pinched her legs, and took the lead to gallop out.

Horseshoes rumbled on the rammed ground. Hundreds of cavalry rode their horses and swung their whips continuously, following behind Shang Xiyun, forming a sharp spike, sharply tearing open the opening of the tide of refugees, like scissors cutting cloth, without stagnation. Separated, it instantly broke the refugees' barking teeth and claws.

The battlefield chosen by Shang Chuqing was relatively open and flat. Although there were hillsides and depressions around, the northwest was no more hilly than the south of the Yangtze River, so the cavalry could play a role as much as possible.

In this place, the cavalry had an absolute advantage over the infantry. They didn't even need to use long spears, and after running back and forth several times, they directly slowed down the footsteps of the scattered refugees.

They showed fear on their faces, and before the horseshoes arrived, they evaded and let go spontaneously. After pushing and shoving, they became even more chaotic.

Originally, it was pouring like flowing water, but now it seems to be stagnant in a quagmire.

There are too many refugees entering the bandit, and they will choose a group of leaders, and now they are constantly shouting to gather their own men.

Who is the leader can be seen at a glance.

Holding a big knife in his hand, the ferocious-looking gangster kept driving his men into the cavalry's horse's leg. Shang Xiyun's eyes flashed, he directly grabbed the spear, drove the horse to gallop, then raised his arm high, and threw it with all his might, sharply The tip of the gun flashed coldly, and only a scream was heard, and the leader was instantly pierced through his throat and fell to the ground dead.

This turn of events frightened everyone around him in an instant, and there was a brief silence amidst the uproar.

At this time, Shang Xiyun shouted: "His Royal Highness Prince Ning is here, the refugees listen to the order, put down their weapons, and walk around you to survive—"

Then all the cavalry shouted together: "His Royal Highness King Ning is here, the refugees obey the order, put down their weapons, and walk around you to survive—"

The entire cavalry did not stop their horseshoes, but kept shuttling among the refugees, breaking up the subconsciously gathered team, making them panic, afraid, stay in place, unable to think.

King Ning?

Even if the people are illiterate, they know that just one "king" is enough to make them realize how big an official is.

As Fang Jinling said, he had a very strong fear of the officers and soldiers. Hearing this loud shout, some people could not hold the knife steadily in their hands.

However, they were not scattered after all. The vicious bandits discovered that these cavalrymen had nearly a hundred of them, and apart from Shang Xiyun's shot, the rest had no real intention to hurt anyone.

Immediately, he mingled in the crowd and shouted: "What the hell is King Ning, just like those dog officials, if we surrender, we will die!"

"How can a dog officer be human, bah—brothers, we are all here, there are so many of us, we are afraid of his mother!"

"Rush up and pull them off their horses!"

The crowd was surging, and Shang Xiyun's eyes flickered, looking for the guys who mixed in and caused trouble, but unfortunately they were cunning and nestled directly in the crowd.

No matter how fast the horse is, it can't withstand the crowd, and they will be in trouble if they trip over the horse's leg. The cavalry behind them can't help but look at Shang Xiyun, "General Shang?"

Shang Xiyun made a prompt decision, "Scatter the two sides, act according to circumstances, wave the flag—"

"Yes."

The cavalry carrying the flag immediately waved the flag to send a message to the Chinese army.

With their departure, the whole tide of refugees surged again, but they faltered again and again, and this time the speed was obviously much slower than the one that rushed out just now.

Then they saw soldiers lined up in a matrix, holding shields and spears, standing in front of them.

These seem to be real soldiers from the battlefield. At a glance, there are thousands of them, and they are firmly guarding the entire rear. The cold evil spirit condenses from their bodies. They can't see it, but it seems that there is an invisible force fettering them. footsteps.

Well-equipped, full of energy, with murderous intent in his firm eyes, he looked completely different from a refugee whose clothes were torn and starved like skin and bones.

Behind the soldiers on this side was a tall carriage. Standing there were Shang Chuqing and Luo Yun. Facing the approaching and dense refugees, Luo Yun secretly clenched his fists.

The clouds in the sky unknowingly covered the sun. It was obviously a cold day, but his palms were still sweaty, damp and sticky.

As a lieutenant of the Imperial Army, he had seen many big scenes, but in the comfortable capital, after all, he lacked the tempering of blood and fire.

He subconsciously looked at Shang Chuqing, the female general was as calm as the sea, facing tens of thousands of refugees, without a trace of panic, as if what she was facing was just a bluffing paper tiger, and it seemed that she was indeed a paper tiger.Just because of this composure, he has no temper at all for Liu Ke entrusting this battle to Shang Chuqing.

"General Shang..." Getting closer.

Shang Chuqing's eyes gradually deepened, and finally raised her hand: "Array!"

"Array—" Luo Yun shouted at the top of his voice.

Immediately, the soldiers who were waiting in full battle shouted three times to the refugees in front of them.

"Surrender without killing—"

"Surrender without killing—"

"Surrender without killing—"

Accompanied by these three loud shouts, the heavy shield and spear hit the ground, threatening, and finally raised the shield forward, set up the spear, thousands of people stamped their feet, and with amazing morale, the cold light spear The point is aimed at the refugees.

At the same time, dense drums came, rumbling like thunder, followed by clanging and clanging, like lightning.

In addition to inspiring the momentum of soldiers, military drums also have the function of deterring the enemy.

At that moment, Luo Yun clearly saw the fear in the eyes of the refugees at the front, and he couldn't help slowing down. The cold spear accompanied by the murderous intent of the officers and soldiers made them tremble in their hearts.

Before he could do anything, he had already discovered that these refugees had become timid. If it weren't for the people around them, they might have already fled.

Liu Ke looked at Shang Qingrong carrying a long sword on his back, holding a pair of cleaves, with a solemn face, but with sharp eyes, beating the drum with a rhythmic rhythm. For some reason, he felt admiration, but at the same time felt a little uneasy , his gaze involuntarily shifted to Fang Jinling who was in command next to him.

In the end, Fang Jinling was not pushed back into the carriage by Liu Ke, but stayed in the Chinese army, playing music with a group of women's soldiers... Cough, to boost momentum.

I saw him holding a dead branch folded by the roadside in his hand, his arms were long and short, and he was standing on a big rock.

It looks like commanding thousands of troops.

"The young master really deserves to be from the Shang family. He is capable of writing and martial arts. Even the messy sound of pots and pans can be arranged appropriately." Xiaotuanzi flattered him.

That's right, the Shang family, regardless of men and women, treat each one as ten, who dares to provoke them?

Liu Ke took a deep breath, straightened his prince's python robe, looked at the ordinary men standing behind the array in front, and listened to the beating drums of the female relatives behind, even if they were timid, they muster up the courage to stand up straight straight.

Women and children are watching them, how can they back off!

So Liu Ke ignored Fang Jinling who was on the rise, and walked forward by himself. Hearing the powerful sound, the refugees should already be ahead.

Xiaotuanzi was taken aback, and quickly called out: "Your Highness, there is danger ahead."

"Dangerous fart, the common people have stood up, is this king hiding behind, knocking pots and pans with women and children? It's a joke!"

With his chest straightened out, he passed through the men who had been recruited temporarily, led his bodyguards towards Shang Chuqing, and then jumped into the carriage.

"Your Highness, why are you here!" Luo Yun was shocked when he saw this, and immediately advised, "This is too dangerous!"

Liu Ke waved his hand and asked, "What's going on?"

"I'm scared for the time being, but it's not that easy. We have to kill people." Shang Chuqing looked at the crowd of people rushing in front of him. Their weapons were limited. Not all of them had swords in their hands, and some even held sickles and knives. Hoe, following the flow of people blankly.

If it weren't for natural disasters and man-made disasters, they should be doing farm work in the fields at this time, instead of choosing to rob and kill for food.

Thinking of this, Shang Chuqing's heart sank slightly, and she said, "The archers are ready."

Luo Yun raised his voice as if he had beaten chicken blood: "The archer is ready to—"

Squatting on the top of each carriage, Shang Luoyu and Shang Wubing, who looked down at the refugees in front of them, immediately took the lead and opened their bows and arrows. Unlike other soldiers, they were looking for the leaders among the refugees, preparing to capture the thieves first and the king one by one. shoot.

Among the refugees, the bandit leader looked at the uniform army in front of him through the crowd with one eye, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Yes, the army!

Who can compete with the army?Isn't this hitting a stone with a pebble?Where did the prince come from, how could he be escorted by an army, and which army was it?

Seeing the panic in the eyes of his subordinates, he couldn't help but look at him one by one, not to mention the refugees, if they hadn't been persecuted, they would have dropped their weapons and fled with their heads in their arms.

But he is a murderous bandit, if he surrenders, will he still be alive?

Thinking of this, he became ruthless and whistled.

The bandits who were scattered in the crowd immediately brandished their long knives and shouted at their subordinates: "Give me the useless things. We have many more people than them. One person and one foot can trample them to death. What are you afraid of!"

"At this point, surrender is like a fish and meat at the mercy of others. They all have to die! Kill them, grab the food, and grab all the treasure!"

"Whoever can kill that King Ning will be the Second Master!"

"Don't forget, you still have wives and children on the mountain, if you don't want them to die, just do it for me!"

"kill--"

With fearful eyes, the refugees were finally forced to move forward.

"Prepare—" Shang Wubing took a deep breath and drew the bowstring to the full. She silently counted the shooting range in her heart, and finally opened her eyes, "Shoot!"

Dense arrows shot out from behind the array, and the refugees raised their heads and found that it was raining...