The Nameless of the Common Clans

On January 19th, the wind and snow had completely stopped, the sky began to clear up, and groups of Taiping believers began to gather outside Quyang City one after another, but more of them were ordinary people who were coerced by the Taiping believers.

Zang Hong stood at the top of the city, looking far into the distance. Seeing such a scene, he was tall and tall, but his appearance was quite handsome. At this moment, he looked at the people who were being driven away like cattle and sheep, and sighed, this was said to be an siege. , but looking at these people, who would believe that they are from the army? They were said to be Taiping rebels, but they looked more like refugees.

Beside him, County Magistrate Zhang Chao came over and said, "Ziyuan, why are you here?"

"Brother Meng Gao, why do you think this is happening?" Zang Hong shook his head, looking at the disorderly crowd with a bit of unbearability in his eyes.

"It's that angle." Zhang Chao said without thinking.

"Is it just Zhang Jiao?" Zang Hong turned to look at Zhang Chao: "The county officials are running away. Faced with this kind of 'army', are they really powerless? In the past few years, I have expressed peace to the court many times. The teachings are too powerful, but the memorials are like falling into the sea. Although I am only the head of a county, I also know that the Taiping Sect has close contacts with officials from all sides. I am afraid that today's momentum cannot be set off by just one person. "

"Zi Yuan, be careful what you say!" Zhang Chao was startled and stared at Zang Hong with a serious look on his face. Not to mention that they were both county magistrates, not even the prefect would dare to talk about this kind of thing.

"Alas~"

…

"It's yours. Tie this on your head. When you attack the city, you will be one of your own." The Taiping sect who distributed food specially gave an extra piece of bread today, and also gave out a shit-yellow headscarf.

Chen Mo took the scarf and tied it on his head. Under the satisfied eyes of the Taiping believers, he took the noodles and walked out of the crowd. When there was no one around, he took off the yellow scarf and stuffed the noodles into his arms. After walking around twice, he ran to another place where military rations were distributed.

The city in the distance was already looming. Chen Mo was queuing up while watching the crowd in the distance. Today, there were many Taiping cultists with weapons. They were all fierce and fierce. They were different from the Taiping cultists he saw on weekdays. Depending on the situation, Are you preparing to attack the city today?

This result surprised Chen Mo. It was not that the momentum was overwhelming. Wherever he went, court officials fled. Quyang was not a big city, and looking at the city wall, it was no different from Xia Qiu.

What went wrong?

Chen Mo went to four stalls in a row and received eight noodle cakes. After wearing four yellow scarves, he walked back in circles for fear of being seen by others, and saw Ah-Dai showing off four noodle cakes.

"How's it going?" Mother Chen asked as she took the noodles from Chen Mo.

"We have to fight." Chen Mo sat down and distributed Wei Jing in his arms to everyone: "It seems that Quyang is not like other cities. The officials in the city chose to fight against the Taiping Sect."

"There are so many people in the Taiping Sect, how can they stop them?" Duan asked with a puzzled frown.

"I don't know, sometimes having more people doesn't necessarily mean it's useful." Chen Mo thought about how they were intercepted by the Taiping Cult group, and there was almost no fight in the end. They just grabbed the leader of the other party and got through easily. In this way In other words, sometimes having more people may not necessarily lead to victory, but if no tricks are taken, Chen Mo and Ah-Dai have the same understanding, and the side with more people should have an advantage.

"Really going to fight?" Aunt Cai was a little confused. The Taiping Sect does not distinguish between men and women. In other words, if there is really going to be a war, they will go.

"If you don't want to go, don't go. Even if you go, just hide in the back." Chen Mo didn't have any ideas. He had never fought in a war. Apart from the Taiping Sect, there probably wouldn't be soldiers of his and Duan's age, right? I just thought it would be safe to hide in the back.

Of course, these are just the natural conjectures of children. The real battlefield is obviously not as simple as Shen Shen imagined, even if the Taiping Sect is not an army.

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"Go over there, don't be lazy, go quickly~" Before noon, a Taiping cultist armed with weapons came over ferociously to chase people away, just like driving animals. He drove people out, and those who didn't want to leave, just went up. Beaten and kicked.

"Man, I am already sixty-three this year, how about..."

"Pfft~"

Killed!

Chen Mo watched the old man in the distance being slashed to death by the Taiping cultists. Even though he had killed people before, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart at this moment.

"Listen to me. I have been supporting you old and weak women and children these days. Today is the time for you to repay my teachings. Come on. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!" The leader of the Taiping Cult kicked the old man's leg. The corpse was kicked open, and the bloody knife pointed at the people around him and said solemnly.

The people around him were silent, no one dared to speak, and Chen Mo naturally didn't dare either. He might die if he went to the battlefield, but if he didn't, he would definitely die depending on the situation.

Next, a group of unarmed people who didn't even know how to attack the city were driven towards the city wall like animals. They fell behind and were beaten with fists and kicks, and with leather whips and steel knives.

Thousands or tens of thousands? Chen Mo didn't know. Being mixed in with the crowd, he didn't even know where he should go next. He just held on to his mother's hand and looked at the city getting closer and closer, filled with fear and hesitation of the unknown. .

…

"Fire arrows!" Looking at the people who were swarming in black like a swarm of ants, Zang Hong patted the city wall. He couldn't bear it in his eyes, but without hesitation, he turned to the county captain and said.

"This..." The county captain hesitated: "County Magistrate Zang, these are..."

"I know, but we can't let them get close, just scare them away." Zang Ba nodded and said, "Let's do it."

"Yes." The county lieutenant heard this, gritted his teeth, turned around and looked at the county guards around him: "Listen to my command, shoot!"

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Rows of cold arrows fell from the sky, not densely, but the people under the city were crowded together, and there was not much space at all. Most of the arrows fell in front of the formation, but even a few blood flowers blooming in the crowd were enough to inspire fear in the hearts of people who had never been on the battlefield.

It was also the first time for Chen Mo to see a real battlefield. When the arrows fell from the sky, the feeling of life and death was determined by heaven, which made Chen Mo's scalp numb.

He saw clearly that most of the arrows were actually set in front of the crowd. This was obviously not because the archers in the city were not strong enough. Chen Mo's understanding of bows and arrows was no less than any archer. At this distance, given the strength of the opponent's bow, it was not difficult to capture all the people.

Looking up at the direction of the city wall, the crowds around were already in chaos. Chen Mo was like a headless fly, crouching and running around, following the chaotic crowd.

At this moment, even if the Taiping Sect was supervising the battle in the rear, they could not stop the frightened rioters. The war had not yet begun, and the Taiping Sect was already in chaos...

I wanted to write "May you be as blessed as the East Sea", but it doesn't seem to fit our age, so I wish you all academic success and smooth work in the new year.