The next morning, at the city gate.
After learning that the rebel army had entered the city and requested all the men in the city to cut their braids, those who were unwilling to cut their braids left on their own, those who were willing to cut their braids stayed, and those who stayed did not cut their braids…
More than 300 recruits wearing camouflage uniforms without military ranks used wheelbarrows to carry the bodies out of the city, then threw the bodies on a huge pile of wood.
The bloody corpse had been lying in the thirty-degree heat for the entire night. It was gradually rotting and emitting a strange smell.
The sun was high up in the sky, and flies were flying all over the sky. There were also many refugees gathered around to watch the show.
Seeing so many corpses piled up together, someone recognized these recruits. They were from the Wang Family Village not far from the city.
"Wang Family Village kids, why are you cutting your braids and rebelling? Aren't you afraid that the imperial court will execute your entire family? These people were killed by traitors?"
Rebel?
These recruits were all selected from the 800 refugees outside Bazhaigou yesterday. They were not very loyal to Zhu Lingye, but they had a good impression of him.
After all, the scene of Zhu Lingye hugging the little girl yesterday pierced their hearts. It made everyone feel that this might be a hero who really cared for the people!
Pa ~
A bad-tempered recruit swung his hand and slapped him.
The recruits had eaten for two days and had recovered a lot of strength.
This slap directly knocked the middle-aged refugee who had come over to ask questions to the ground. Aiyo aiyo, he cried out weakly.
"Who is the traitor? Hmm? Who is the traitor?"
"The commander-in-chief is a kind person. Ever since we cut our braids yesterday and followed the commander-in-chief, the 800 people in our Wang Family Village have been eating three meals a day.”
"Have you seen polished rice? The kind that was so white that it reflected light. He had not eaten it before the disaster, but now he could eat it every day!”
"Have you seen such a traitor? Have you ever seen a traitor who took out precious food for the people to eat?”
"If you dare to say that the Yan Huang National Defense Force is a traitor again, I will kill you!”
The recruit pointed at the refugees and cursed.
After cursing, he kicked the corpse beside his feet.
"Did you see that? This is the richest man in Qinzhou, Zhang Huihuang. Yesterday, the commander-in-chief ordered him to cut his braids. He was sitting at home with his two concubines drinking tea because he had the support of foreigners. In the end, he was shot by the National Defense Army!”
"Just yesterday afternoon, over a thousand people who didn't cut their braids and didn't leave Ginkou were shot to death. Their corpses are all here…"
As the recruit babbled on, the surrounding refugees were already stunned.
They didn't hear anything about Zhang Huihuang being shot to death. They only remembered one sentence.
Those who cut their braids could receive two catties of polished rice every day!!!
Those who cut their braids could receive two catties of polished rice every day!!!
Those who cut their braids could receive two catties of polished rice every day!!!
Important things were repeated three times.
The refugees were shocked!
Even if each family received two taels a day, they would be willing to cut their braids and rebel, let alone two catties.
They couldn't even survive, so why would they be afraid of being executed for rebelling?
It was better to be a hungry ghost than a hungry ghost!
However, some of the refugees were still skeptical and felt that this was too surreal.
If you said that the soldiers who joined the Yan Huang National Defense Army could eat their fill, that would be normal. After all, the Yan Huang National Defense Army was a traitor. They needed soldiers to fight against the Qing army.
To feed the commoners?
In this year of famine, food was more expensive than gold and silver, and human lives were as cheap as grass…
"Is your commander-in-chief really giving out rice for free?”
"Are you lying to us?"
"Yeah, it must be a lie!"
It's none of my business whether I believe it or not.
The recruits were too lazy to explain and continued to move the corpses, ignoring the refugees.
At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and the sound of car engines could be heard.
Everyone turned around and was stunned by the scene at the city gate.
Big cars, so many big cars with cannons!
An endless number of cars came from afar. Under the command of the soldiers standing guard at the city gate, the cars stopped one after another on the wasteland on the left side of the city gate. They were parked neatly and it was a magnificent sight.
"Cannons, they are all cannons. I saw them outside the western military camp in the south of the city. However, the western cannons are not so big. The barrels are so long that they almost reach the sky.”
"Of course it's powerful. It's a heavy howitzer. The new army of the imperial court doesn't have many of them, but the Yan Huang National Defense Force has so many!”
"How do you know what it is…Howitzer?”
A tall, thin middle-aged man with a full beard curled his lips.
"I used to be an artillery soldier of the Qing army. A few years ago, I fought with the foreigners in Guangzhou.”
Hearing this, the refugees became interested and asked all kinds of questions.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and explained.
"The National Defense Force has two types of cannons, namely, medium-sized howitzers and heavy-duty howitzers. They can shoot for at least dozens of miles!”
"Power? It shouldn't be a problem for a cannon to destroy the city walls of Ginkou.”
"Believe me, the Qing army will definitely not be able to defeat the Yan Huang army. Those who want to cut their braids and follow the Yan Huang army should hurry up.”
"Aren't you going?" the refugee asked doubtfully.
"I want to go too. I also want to go to the Ox-head Village to bring my hundreds of brothers and thousands of old, young, women, and children over.”
After saying this, the middle-aged man turned around and left.
Looking at his disappearing back, the hundreds of refugees finally reacted.
"I know, he's the bandit leader of the Ox-head Gang in Bazhaigou, Zheng Sanpao!”
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