Fan Wencheng's strategy can be said to be very good. If it were any normal dynasty, it would be embarrassed to break out and fall out with a group of rebels who claimed to support it in destroying the enemy, and might even make a big fanfare.
They sent court officials to express their condolences. In this way, the rebels would not only not be wiped out, but would also be able to obtain sufficient supplies. Did not look at the history that Zhang Xianzhong did not shout slogans but just pretended to surrender, so he could safely escape from the trap set by Yang Sichang.
After breaking the net with "four positive points and six corners", will he turn around and stab the Ming Dynasty again?
It's a pity that Mr. Fan, who is extremely intelligent, seems to have forgotten the two most critical things. First of all, the emperor of Ming Dynasty has long been no longer as easy to fool as written in history books. Now, in addition to bullying honest people, Chongzhen also loves to stink.
Show off. He was not willing to hide under the covers to peek at the peace agreement signed with the Tatars. Instead, he printed and published tens of thousands of newspapers together with the news of the Shanhaiguan victory and distributed it all over the world; if the rebels were not afraid of spies from the imperial court sneaking into the strict
By restricting strangers from entering the territory they control, I'm afraid they can get the most detailed information without using Nimacha's deception.
Secondly, the fat man from Luoyang who never appeared in history was a shameless man who didn’t play by the rules. While he was still wandering around Shanxi, he had already asked the old swindlers to contact Shaanxi.
White Lotus Sect believers, and through them a series of gossip compiled by them was spread to the rebels.
"Hey, have you heard about it, Lao Mu?" In Zhang Cunmeng's camp, Qu Mancang, who was packing his bags and preparing to leave, quietly started chatting with fellow villagers around him.
"What's the matter?" Mu Erniu looked confused. Ever since he followed Zhang Cunmeng and left his hometown of Longzhou City, he had been cared for by this fellow countryman. If he hadn't saved him several times, he would have been in the fierce battles.
He was beheaded by officers and soldiers.
"I heard that we are going to the north to join the Liaodong Tatars this time..." It is true that this news was not discovered by Qu Mancang, but was fabricated by the shameless Zhenguo general and then passed on to the White Lotus Sect.
When I arrived at the rebel army, I didn't expect that I would get it wrong. I was really fooled by him.
"What? Surrender to the Tatars?" The other people who were packing up their meager possessions stopped what they were doing and surrounded Qu Mancang.
"Shh..." Qu Mancang looked around vigilantly and said to everyone: "Don't huff, if the people in the old camp hear it, you don't want to lose your head, I can't bear to leave my wife at home.
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"Brother Mancang, wasn't what you said just now meant to deceive us?" Mu Erniu pulled Qu Mancang nervously, his face full of anxiety, and everyone around him also looked terrified.
"Why did I lie to you?" Qu Mancang continued: "Last night, Military Advisor Tang quietly told me the news. If it weren't for the fact that we are fellow villagers, I wouldn't bother to tell you.
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"Tang Military Advisor?" He mentioned the weird old man who always followed Zhang Cunmeng. Of course everyone was familiar with him.
"You also know that Tang Junshi and I are the most loyal believers of Wusheng Old Mother, so he would never lie to me." Qu Mancang said in a lower voice: "And he also told me a god
If the big bad thing happens, I should find an opportunity to escape secretly on the road..."
"What bad thing?" Mu Erniu didn't care that he was his fellow villager and savior in front of him, and tightly grabbed Qu Mancang's lapel.
"Brother Qu, tell me quickly, what is going on?" Is it possible that the imperial court has assembled a large army on the way north and is preparing to completely wipe out us people regardless of morality? I heard Tang's military advisor instructing his men.
The church members ran away, and everyone was so anxious that they almost shed tears, and they all begged softly together...
Zhu Youcong's ability to spread rumors has yet to be confirmed, but everyone in the White Lotus Sect knows what the people are most afraid of. Qu Mancang remained mysterious and made the final blow: "I heard from Tang Military Advisor that the Marshal and the Liaodong Tartars have
The Tatars reached an agreement. As long as we can save their lives and those in the old camp, we will be given to the Tatars as slaves..."
"What?" Everyone who was still panic-stricken just now suddenly broke out. Military Advisor Tang was a good man. If he hadn't taken care of him secretly when adjusting the army rations, I'm afraid his family members who were with the army would have starved to death long ago. He
Can what the old man says still be false?
In recent years, Shaanxi has experienced successive natural disasters, and the harvests from the fields have been almost non-existent. Ordinary households that originally had two acres of thin farmland have had to sell their houses and land, and even send their children to wealthy families to work as slaves; those who have more
Not to mention the poor tenants, it is good to have some grass roots to eat. It was under this situation that when the rebels put forward the slogan of "equalize the land and free grain", these people would quickly assemble
Rise up and join the riot.
The people living in the common camp of the rebels are more like cannon fodder than rebel soldiers. The rebels don't regard them as human beings, and sometimes they don't take their own lives seriously. Don't look at these people's normal life.
Cowardly, but when they rely on instinct and hold the idea that they would rather die than become hungry ghosts, as long as they can have a full meal before the war, sometimes they dare to die with the officers and soldiers without the supervising team raising a big knife to drive them away.
spell.
However, the subtle influence of Confucianism over thousands of years cannot be underestimated. These people are illiterate and do not understand the national interests and the future of the country. When their survival is threatened, they do not mind rising up and burying a rotten dynasty. But they also have limits.
Although hundreds of years have passed, the old stories of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty passed down by the elders have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Therefore, it is said that people were divided into four classes at that time. As the most humble Han and Southerners, they did not even deserve to have names.
The daughter-in-law has to give up the so-called right of birth and night to those barbarians, and even if she gives birth to a child, she doesn’t even know if it is her own. Now the leaders want to give them to the Tatars as slaves. Doesn’t it mean that they like themselves have to live in a competition?
What were the more miserable days for our ancestors hundreds of years ago? If it means that the oppression of the officials and gentry of the court made them lose their way of survival and had to rebel; then the imminent loss of their children and grandchildren could make them abandon everything and burst out all the anger in their chests.
"No, we can't go to Liaodong! Brothers, let's fight with them!" The cannon fodder was completely angry. The world has become like this. It's okay for us to fight hard, but you can't ask us to help you conquer the world and treat us like
Treated like an animal!
"Brothers, wait, please be patient..." The enthusiasm of the masses must be protected, but the news from above also stated that they cannot be allowed to die in vain. Qu Mancang stopped the crowd and said: "Brothers
, you have to think carefully, if we rush out like this, will we still have a way to survive?"
"Then what do you think we should do? We can't really just go north and work like horses and cattle?" Bingshu Youyun's efforts were exhausted again and again. These usually honest and honest people didn't need to continue their efforts. After being stopped by Qu Mancang, they suddenly
At a loss, they threw away their weapons in frustration, and some even held their heads and cried softly.
"Of course we can't be slaves to others..." The higher-ups asked themselves that it would be best to find a way to cause a large-scale roar among the anti-thief armies, so that the court could put down the rebellion without any bloodshed. Qu Mancang also deeply agreed with this idea.
Brothers who share life and death are just forced by life, and we should save them as much as possible. "What role can we just play? If we rush out, won't we be targets for those in the old camp? What's more, we have to plan carefully where to go in the future.
Planning..."
"Brother Qu, tell me what to do, and we will all listen to you!" In order to prevent Qu Mancang from continuing to hide his secrets, everyone swore: "If we can escape from here safely, we will all follow you and join the White Lotus Sect.
Children and grandchildren worship the old mother who has no life..."….
"Is our holy sect such a robber?" Qu Mancang seemed to have been greatly wronged, with a look of displeasure on his face. In fact, he was also muttering in his heart, I don't know what went wrong with the higher-ups, and they actually asked me to take him with him at this time.
People went to join the imperial officers and soldiers instead of taking the opportunity to expand the strength of the holy religion.
"Yes, the Wusheng Old Mother is the Bodhisattva who saves the suffering..." Everyone was really afraid of making Qu Mancang unhappy, so they left them and fled for their lives. The impulse just now had passed, and they thought of the group of people outside the camp who had been waiting all day long.
The old camp thieves who were licking blood from their swords were really scared. If they lost this last chance, they really didn't know what to do.
"It is said that there is strength in numbers..." Although he didn't know why there was such a strange order from above, Qu Mancang decided to carry it out seriously. Is it possible that Our Lady will harm us? As long as we can live a stable life, accept it
What's the difference between being courted by the imperial court or establishing one's own business?
"Sure! Let's contact Lao Liu and the others at night. When we go to the battlefield, we will surrender together..." There are many people in the anti-thief camp, and they have many relatives and friends. When the army first started, it was often the whole village and the whole clan.
At this time, the effect also came out. Everyone in the camp with Qu Mancang began to count on their fingers. Regardless of how many detours they took, as long as they could get a little bit of contact and would not run to report, they would all be notified.
Even those fellow villagers who have nothing to do with each other but lived in the same village must find a way to contact each other, and then everyone will join the imperial court!
"In addition, let me tell you something. The person who led the army from the north this time is the Prince Fu of Luoyang, the general of the Ming Dynasty..." This aroused the anger in everyone's hearts, and Qu Mancang began to serve Zhu You responsibly.
Cong said good things. Through his description, Henan was simply a paradise on earth, and the general who led the troops to encircle and suppress the rebels was an even better man.
"Does the Ming Dynasty still have such a good land and such a kind prince?" After a full hour of speech, the anxious people wished that they could fly to Henan or Zhenguo General's camp and surrender immediately. They were full.
We can live warmly and send our children and grandchildren to school? Isn’t that the same as the vacuum hometown that the Mancang brothers used to talk about? We must seize the time to contact the good people as soon as possible, surrender directly when we go to the battlefield, and live a good life like that
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Almost at the same time, the same rumors were circulating in the three camps of Xing Honglang, Luo Rucai and Zhang Cunmeng. In less than two days, more than 50% of the cannon fodder in the rebel army knew that they would be killed by the leader this time.