Lanshan Village is built on the mountain, with steep cliffs on both sides. The remaining two sides are walls made of wooden piles, clay and stone. Currently, there are 2,000 Manchu and Qing troops stationed here, including about 500 Manchu and Mongolian cavalry.
, there are also so-called militia groups gathered by more than 5,000 landowners and wealthy people, which are actually soldiers they hired with money.
At this time, the patrols on the mountain stronghold discovered that more than 500 people appeared at the foot of the mountain. They were dressed as Han people. The person at the front they recognized was Heratilu who was dressed in Han attire.
"Hurry up and open the gate of the village to greet the Bald King. The Bald King has surrendered to our court. Hurry up, I want to see my uncle. This time I have made a great contribution." Heratilu shouted to the patrols above.
Several patrols were soldiers of the Green Camp Army. When they saw that the Manchu and Mongolian people were a generation shorter, they were a little suspicious at first, but when they heard Heratilu mentioning his uncle who was a general, he was afraid of being punished.
In the Qing army, the Manchus were superior, and the Han soldiers were no better than dogs, especially high-ranking officials like the generals. The leader couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this. The trace of doubt was immediately covered by fear, and he immediately asked someone to open the gate of the village.
"Lord Heratilu, you are back." The leader of the Green Camp Army patrol said with a smile, secretly cursing this guy for being a solitary eater. Heratilu took some black money from rich men and went out to inquire about their hometowns.
News, because it was a private matter, I was afraid that others would know about it, and I was also afraid that others would share the money. This stingy Heratilu didn’t even take him with me. I once wanted to please him and go out with me. Even if you are stingy and don’t give me a penny, it will cost you less.
It's okay to spend some money to eat and drink, and if you're lucky, you can also find a woman to have fun with. But hey, this guy is really more penniless than a ceramic peacock. He just doesn't take you, and he goes out alone to be cool.
The patrol leader of the Green Camp Army focused his attention on Heratilu, and did not notice the evil look on the faces of the surrendered personnel.
"No, sir, there are countless people running down the mountain with weapons in their hands, ah, there are also musketeers, sir!" When the leader of the Green Camp Army patrol heard this, his face suddenly changed. He didn't expect the people coming down the mountain.
The people were brought here by Heratilu. In his eyes, the Manchus were all hard-nosed and there were very few traitors. He had never even heard of traitors among the Manchus, so he didn’t think that Heratilu might be a traitor.
Traitor, he immediately pulled Heratis and said: "Come in quickly, the enemies coming down from the mountain, come in quickly."
"Pfft." With one blow of the broadsword, the leader of the Green Camp Army patrol turned into a corpse. More than 500 people immediately rushed in. After killing a few city defenders who still wanted to resist, the remaining patrols immediately
They all surrendered. If they were not afraid of death, they would not surrender to the Qing Dynasty.
Sukhara, the leader of Lanshan Village, was using his younger brother to study the gentle paths of the concubines sent by the rich men in his palace. Suddenly, he was frightened by the shouts of killing and the sound of muskets. He jumped up due to fright.
His younger brother immediately shrank into a small insect. He pushed the two concubines away, and while putting on his clothes and armor, he shouted out: "Herald, hurry up and gather the troops, hurry up."
Sukhara was anxious. He knew that the enemy had already entered the stronghold when he heard the sound. He really didn't understand how the enemy entered so quickly. The wall of the stronghold was not so easy to break through. He thought that it must be
There was a traitor, but he thought the traitor must be Han Chinese.
Sukhara was also a battle-hardened general. After he was neatly hung on the wall, he immediately rushed out with his broadsword and long bow. The eight hundred Manchu and Mongolian cavalry had already assembled quickly, fighting against those chaotic men like headless flies.
The scurrying green camp troops formed a sharp contrast.
"Kill." Sukhara no longer cared about the Green Camp soldiers. He had already seen two handsome young men rushing over with a large group of militiamen with weapons in their hands.
Eight hundred Manchu and Mongolian cavalry were galloping towards them, and the ground was shaking. Seeing this, the militiamen immediately moved out of the way to avoid the impact of the opponent's horses.
"The musketeers are free to shoot, the swordsmen chop the horse's legs, and the spearmen follow me." Zhang Huahan shouted and directed everyone. He jumped up and cut down a Manchu knight and mounted his horse. He had just ridden
On the war horse, a big sword hung in the wind and looked over.
"Clang!" The two knives collided together with sparks hanging from them. "It's so powerful." Zhang Huahan was secretly surprised, and his hands were trembling a little.
Sukhara was even more surprised. He was holding a knife with both hands and he was attacking sneakily. The handsome boy in front of him, who looked thin, actually blocked it with one hand, and his hands were still numb.
With a row of muskets, dozens of Manchu and Mongolian cavalry fell to the ground, but more militiamen were cut down by the powerful Manchu and Mongolian cavalry or trampled by war horses.
"Kill the Tartars!" "Kill the Tartars!" Seeing the ferocity of the enemy, several militia generals shouted to boost everyone's morale, led a group of pikemen to rush forward, and covered the musketeers retreating on both sides to load their ammunition.
The two swords of Xiaoyue were flying, and countless cold lights quickly killed the seven Manchu and Mongolian knights. They were surrounded by cottage houses, plus the tenacious resistance of the Manchu and Qing Green Camp soldiers who were running and retreating, and the brave protecting militiamen.
, the Manchu and Qing cavalry were unable to advance and lost the advantage of the cavalry. They were crowded together. Riding on a war horse, they were superior to others and became an obvious target for the guard's spearmen and musketeers.
"Danglang" Sukhara and Zhang Huahan fought together, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while. After the clones intertwined, Zhang Huahan turned around and shot Zhang Huahan with a pistol, hitting Sukhara between the eyebrows as he turned back to draw his bow and shoot Zhang Huahan.
, Sukhara fell down, and his body was hung on the stirrup on the side and dragged for a long distance.
"Sukhara is dead! Surrender, don't kill! Sukhara is dead! Surrender, don't kill!" Zhang Huahan hacked to death a small leader of the Manchu Green Camp Army and shouted loudly.
When they heard that their general had been killed, the Green Camp soldiers who had long lost their morale surrendered one after another. Some Mongolian soldiers also surrendered. The remaining more than 500 Manchu and Mongolian cavalry fought desperately to break through and break out of the mountain stronghold.
"Surrender without killing." Zhang Huahan shouted anxiously when he saw that the Manchu knights were extremely fierce and the siege of the militiamen was torn open by them, and his hand movements became faster.
At this time, a handsome young man leaped over from the hole opened by the Manchu and Qing cavalry in the encirclement of the security militiamen. It was Xiaoyue. Her swords were flying, and the heads of several fierce Manchu and Qing knights at the front were flying.
Flying up, spurts of blood flew out of Laogao, and there was a burst of gunfire. The musketeers cooperated to kill the Manchu light cavalry running in front. The morale of the Manchu and Qing cavalry immediately weakened, and a large number of red-eyed militiamen were killed.
He rushed forward and blocked the gap.
"Kill, kill!" A group of people rushed from the northwest of the village. There were a lot of people, five to six thousand people, but half of them were rich and wealthy landlords and their women and children. They also brought
There were quite a few horse-drawn carriages, and the road they ran over left deep imprints. It seemed that they contained a lot of "porcelain" goods.
Zhang Huahan had already rushed to the back of the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry. He raised his sword and slashed two Manchu and Qing knights in succession, shouting "surrender without killing." Not even a single enemy surrendered.
"I can't blame myself for occupying China's territory for 300 years. The soldiers in the early Qing Dynasty were indeed powerful and intimidating. Our militiamen are also experienced warriors who have fought against bandits, local armed forces and even a small number of Manchu troops. Their strength is ten times that of the Qing Dynasty.
I can't even surround these Manchu and Mongolian cavalry, but not a single one of them surrendered. Damn it." Zhang Huahan cursed in a low voice.
The Manchu soldiers fought to the death and refused to surrender. The last remaining ones were all killed or seriously injured. Many Mongolian knights and the still resisting Han Qing soldiers surrendered one after another when they saw that there was no way to survive but to surrender.
At this time, a group of people led by Zhang Huahan fought with the wealthy landlords. These landlords were also well-armed and well-armed. Some also had muskets and fire weapons. Many of Zhang Huahan's militiamen were shot.
After being hit, they fired their muskets and fire weapons once and then went into close combat. There was no time to continue reloading ammunition.
Seeing that Zhang Huahan was in a tight situation, Xiaoyue led a team of musketeers, took several ladders, and ran to the house, shooting from above. Since the soldiers from both sides were already fighting together, the musketeers above specially selected the landlords' weapons.
The rich and landlord leaders inside the defense line were beaten to death.
"Oh, don't shoot me, I surrender, Ali, Ali, don't fight, we surrender, don't kill us, we surrender." "Wang Wu, don't fight, we surrender, we surrender too." "Me too.
Surrender and stop fighting." The landowners and wealthy people who were greedy for life and feared death were so frightened that they surrendered when they saw the musketeers who came up at some time to shoot at them. After a while, except for a few who usually did evil things, they knew that they would survive if they surrendered.
Those who could not resist were still resisting desperately, and most of them surrendered.
A fierce battle finally ended. More than a thousand people were killed in the 10,000-guard militia mobilized by Zhang Huahan, and over a thousand people were injured. Most of them were killed or injured by Manchu soldiers. This was because of the Guardsmen.
The militia has many musketeers who can kill a large number of Manchu and Mongolian soldiers, otherwise the protecting militia will suffer even greater losses.
Zhang Huahan distributed the cartloads of "porcelain" goods to the families of the dead and disabled militia soldiers, and then distributed rewards to each militia soldier.
Send the landlords and wealthy people to the local area to accept the trial of the local militia and the people, distribute the remaining money and food to the people in various places, and arrange the people near the mountain village who are willing to relocate and some protecting militiamen to the mountain village, because here
There are also a lot of fields, and many poor people come to live here. Zhang Huahan assigned the task of guarding to a militia leader named Wang Erwa. After several days of observation, he found that this man had read a few books and knew a few people.
Wang Erwa is very capable in doing things, brave in fighting, and has a flexible mind. The most important thing is that people from poor backgrounds are treated fairly, and at least they don't bully the people in the underground. He is an ideal leader.
In fact, nothing is absolute. Zhang Huahan does not have the energy to manage every place. He knows history. He knows that there are naturally many local militia leaders who bully the people and bully the weak. As long as it is not excessive and does not affect the overall distribution of land,
Policy, Zhang Huahan and others can only turn a blind eye. The worst thing is that the militia leaders occupy the good land, while others occupy the poorer land. Of course, who knows what the situation is in many invisible places. After all, what is happening now?
Democracy and equality are just slogans. It is sheer nonsense to expect people today to have such a high consciousness. For the sake of stability, we can only focus on appeasement and restoration of China's rivers and mountains. The rest can only be discussed later.
It took Zhang Huahan five days to deal with various matters in Lanshanzhai. After the property and land were distributed, Zhang Huahan left here with five thousand anti-Japanese militiamen. He sent people to contact all anti-Japanese militia units in Fujian and began to
Liaison arrangements were made to prepare for a major operation. A few days later, after receiving an order from the Jiangnan headquarters, all Fujian anti-Japanese militiamen were officially changed to the Chinese Revolutionary Army militia.dd