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Chapter 442

Faced with Zhu Xiaoan's enthusiasm, Zhang Ziming asked coldly: "Brother Zhu, the sergeants were burning and killing people in the city, why did you let it go?"

"Brother Zhang, you don't know something. These people in the city are trying to rob food, so I sent troops to suppress them!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Xiaoan wrote lightly: "You also know that these sergeants have always been wild and untamed, and it is normal for them to do something extraordinary!"

Zhang Ziming was furious for a moment: "Are you going too far? Brother Zhu, don't you go out and have a look? What is happening in the city?"

Wiping the spit on his face, Zhu Xiaoan said without changing his expression: "Brother Zhang, the most important thing right now is to bring the food back. Our army will fight Yong's army decisively. This battle is about life and death!"

Zhu Xiaoan spoke sincerely, but Zhang Ziming had no feelings.

At this moment he realized a key issue, a key issue that had been covered up before.

He was willing to rebel because he wanted to overthrow the corrupt Jin court and to stop all the people from suffering.

But Zhu Jinzhang did not start with this idea. All he wanted was victory, regardless of the process and other costs.

Normally, these problems can be covered up, but when times get tough, these problems will be exposed.

"At least now that you know it, you should restrain the sergeant as soon as possible!" Zhang Ziming said solemnly.

Zhu Xiaoan did not answer, but looked at Zhang Ziming calmly.

"Brother Zhang, you are one of our own... I won't hide it from you!" Zhu Xiaoan planned to tell the truth so that Zhang Ziming would not bother him anymore.

Is there another secret? Zhang Ziming stared at Zhu Xiaoan, waiting for his story.

"This is what the prince means!" Zhu Xiaoan sighed.

"What's the meaning?"

"Brother Zhang is a scholar and knows that there is a word called Jianbi Qingye!"

"Strengthen the walls and clear the country? How big of a territory do we have that we dare to use this method?" Zhang Ziming was furious.

But this also shows how embarrassed Zhu Jinzhang is now, otherwise he would never use this method.

It's not so much about clearing the wilderness as it is about cutting off one's tail to survive.

"Who came up with the idea? Wu Pingxuan?" Zhang Ziming asked next.

Zhu Xiaoan did not answer because it was not important.

"Brother Zhang, I am also following orders!" Zhu Xiaoan sighed.

Then he said no more, turned around and walked towards the grain depot.

Zhang Ziming was so angry that he didn't want to watch the people live and die, so he could only rely on his own strength to stop those crazy soldiers.

"Sir, Zhang Qianhu is gone!"

Zhu Xiaoan stopped and said helplessly: "Let him go!"

Of course, it was up to him. As the saying goes, Zhu Xiaoan would not restrain his subordinates, and Zhang Ziming would not be able to restrain them either.

He was considered dead. If he was killed in the rebellion, he would be seeking his own death.

While Zhu Xiaoan was thinking, he saw a sergeant coming on horseback from a distance, shouting: "Sir, the Yong army is coming to kill!"

"Yong Jun? Where did you come from? How long have you been here?" Zhu Xiaoan was shocked.

"Just to the south, there are at least three hundred people, less than three miles away from the city!"

This food transportation was not a battle, so no scouts were sent out. That's why Gao Zhengan touched him so close, and Zhu Xiaoan's subordinates learned about it.

But Yong Jun spies were always there, so Gao Zhengan knew the situation in the city.

We are already less than three miles away from the city. When the news reaches here, we may have traveled another mile.

Now that a large number of soldiers are scattered in the city, it is impossible to be anxious in a short time, but the food must be sent back.

"Sir, what should I do?"

After thinking again and again, Zhu Xiaoan immediately said: "Leave a few people behind to inform other people in the city. The others will escort the grain truck and leave as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

Everyone got busy and the grain truck left as quickly as possible.

Let's talk about the south gate. When Gao Zheng'an led his troops into the city, he felt the smell of beacon fire coming towards his face.

There were open fires everywhere in the city, and people were hiding here and there.

Gao Zheng'an ordered: "The rebels are burning and killing people in the city. Come to my rescue. If the rebels resist, all of them will be executed!"

So someone asked: "Sir, if someone surrenders, what should be done?"

"Those who surrendered will be imprisoned first and then beheaded together in two days, just to appease people's hearts!"

"yes!"

So the various units of the Yong army dispersed into the city. Compared with the Ming army that came to burn and kill, the Yong army was obviously much more elite.

"Ahaha...it's all stuff!"

In an alley, several soldiers came out of the yard, carrying a struggling woman behind them.

Seeing Yong Jun appearing outside, these people suddenly lost their composure.

"Officers... officers and soldiers!"

Everyone raised their knives and had to fight them out if they wanted to leave.

"kill……"

There was nothing more to say, the two sides just fought on the same spot.

To be honest, the Ming army was neither qualified cavalry nor infantry.

The cooperation between each other is not good, the armor is not good, and the will to fight is even worse...

In the lady's fear, all seven Ming soldiers were beheaded, and the process took only a dozen seconds.

"Don't be afraid, we are the army of Prince Yong's Mansion, and he sent us to rescue you!" The older soldier leading the team smiled.

But at this moment, with the blood on his face, his smile looked particularly cautious.

"Don't... don't come over!"

"Don't worry, we won't harm you. Where are the other bandits? Show us the way..."

"It's...over there!" The woman pointed the way, and he just wanted these people to leave quickly.

…………

On a street somewhere in the North City, fifteen or sixteen soldiers gathered under a tree. They formed a small circle, and from time to time, laughter and women's screams could be heard.

"Asshole, what are you doing?" Zhang Ziming roared.

A dozen people under the tree were taking turns raping women, and there were several female corpses next to them.

The gathered soldiers glanced at him and then ignored him.

"It seems to be a thousand households!"

"So what about Qianhu? Zhu Qianhu didn't say he wasn't allowed to do this!"

"That's right, don't care about him!"

These people were unmoved. Zhang Ziming rushed over, but he was stopped before he could throw a punch.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

"You bastards, what are you doing?" Zhang Ziming yelled angrily.

Before these people could answer, more than a dozen people rushed out of the alley nearby, all holding sticks in their hands.

"Fight them!"

"Fight..."

These people looked like ordinary people at first glance. After being oppressed to the extreme, they finally mustered up the courage to take action.

"Kill them!" the flag officer leading the team ordered directly.

Seven or eight soldiers rushed out with swords in hand and fought with the dozens of civilians.

People were being killed one after another, and Zhang Ziming was held back at this moment, unable to do anything.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Sir, we are following orders!" Official Xiaoqi spoke righteously.

At this moment, a group of people came out of another alley. Seeing the situation on the street, someone shouted angrily: "You deserve to be killed for killing the people, brothers... kill them!"

From the attire of these people, Zhang Ziming recognized them at a glance. These people were soldiers of the Yong Army.

The Ming army killed its own people, but it was the Yong army who came to rescue them... Everything seemed so upside down.

"Kill!"

A melee broke out at the scene. Seeing the Yong army fighting with the Ming army, other besieging people quickly joined in and besieged the Ming army who were burning, killing and looting.

Soon, this group of soldiers was killed, and the remaining few fled.

"Everyone, we are the army of His Highness King Yong, and we are here to save everyone under the king's orders... Don't be afraid!"

"Now, as long as you are a leader, join us in encircling and suppressing these traitors and avenge yourself and your family!"

This speech immediately won support.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

And this scene was also staged everywhere in the city.


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