The rise of the poor

Chapter 1303 Insidious Mingren
The next day, the sky hadn't brightened yet, only a little bit of light, and the sun was still brewing below the horizon.

Mrs. Yilan did not fall asleep last night, she tossed and turned and could not fall asleep for a long time, she just lay down on the tiger skin mattress and closed her eyes to doze off, until now she felt a little bit sleepy, and was about to take the opportunity to close her eyes and take a nap when she suddenly heard In the distance, there was a sudden "boom" sound of beating war drums.

In the valley, due to the various bonuses of echo and sound gathering, the sound of the war drum was very loud, as if the world had been hammered and exploded.

Then, the sound of the war drum was like a signal, and before the lingering sound disappeared, countless "dong dong dong" sounds of war drums came one after another. For a while, there were the sound of war drums beating in all directions.

Boom, boom, boom. The whole world was hammered to pieces.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Accompanied by the war drums, there were bursts of shouts of killing coming from all directions.

"what happened?"

Mrs. Yilan opened her eyes suddenly, the corners of her eyes were covered with crow's feet, bloodshot from lack of sleep.

"Report! Lord Lord! Something is wrong! Ming Dog secretly occupied several surrounding hilltops last night. The military flags of Ming Dog are all planted on the hills, and Ming Dogs are everywhere on the surrounding mountains! I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of Ming Dogs. "

A Nanban Miao descendant ran in to complain, his face was full of fear.

"what?!"

Mrs. Yilan's face instantly turned pale when she heard the words, and her shocked heart seemed to stop beating for a while.

"Help me up." Mrs. Yilan called.

The accompanying maid hurriedly stepped forward to help Mrs. Yilan, and Mrs. Yilan leaned on the dragon's head crutches and walked to the open place, looking around.The visibility is not high at the moment, it's just hazy, but you can still see that the several mountains around the mountain they occupy are filled with Ming people's military flags, the figures on the mountain are shaking, the drums are shaking the sky, and the shouts of killing The sound also resounded through the sky and the earth.

Now, Mrs. Yilan is the one who is full of soldiers and jittery.

She saw the military flags of the Ming people on the top of the mountains in all directions, heard the continuous sound of war drums and shouts of killing, looked at the swaying vegetation on the mountain, and thought it was Ming people, and heard the whistling wind, she deeply thought it was Ming people's shouts for killing Voice.

Seeing everything in front of her, Mrs. Yilan couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and a cold sweat rolled down her back, "Why are there so many Ming people?! Didn't the Ming people only increase by more than 4000 horses last night?"

"Insidious Ming people!" Mrs. Yi Lan instantly imagined the scene, and couldn't help but gritted her teeth and spat, "Last night they clearly increased their troops by [-], and took advantage of the darkness to secretly increase so many troops!"

When Mrs. Yilan gritted her teeth and scolded the Ming people for their insidiousness, the Nanman Miao descendants under her command looked at the Ming people's army flags on the mountains in all directions, and heard the earth-shattering drums and shouts of killing, and panic quickly grew.

"Why are there so many Ming dogs?! I don't believe it," a Nanman Miao descendant murmured, shaking his pale cheek vigorously.

"A smart dog who kills thousands of knives! He bullies the few people because of the number of people! If it is one-on-one, I will kill them like chickens!" The Nanman Miao who was next to him cursed angrily. Although the words were murderous, he looked at The Ming army in the mountains and plains in the distance was also terrified in their eyes.

"Ming people occupy the plains, where there is fertile land, the land is so rich that if you just sprinkle a handful of seeds, you can get a full harvest. They thrive there, can't they be many?! It's not like us, trapped in the In the deep mountains and old forests, there is no land suitable for farming, and the prey in the mountains is also getting less and less. If you eat every meal and don’t rest, how can you reproduce and live better than the Ming people!"

Another Nanban Hmong cursed bitterly. He went out to Jingnan County to sell animal skins, and along the way he witnessed the endless rice fields and rich life in the Han Plain. That life was simply paradise.

"There are too many Ming people, all directions are occupied by Ming people, they don't even leave us a way out, they are going to kill us all!" There is a Nanman Miao with a more strategic vision, a small head, He observed for a moment, then said to the people around him solemnly.

"The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken! They want to kill them all, and I will drag two backs when I die!"

Hearing this, the Nanman Miao descendants around were all like trapped animals, desperate, terrified, yet crazy.

"Aren't Ming people tired? The drums of war have never stopped!" a Nanman Miao asked doubtfully.

"I want to exhaust these grandsons to death! It's a pity that there are too many of them, so I will replace one when I get tired."

The Nanman Miao Yi next to him let out a long and helpless sigh.

Yes, there are so many Minggou people!What can I do? !The surrounding Nanman Miao descendants felt a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

At this moment, there are young and strong people scattered on the mountains in all directions. Each of them is holding a rope. The rope is either tied to a small tree or connected to several military flags. When you pull it, the tree shakes the flag like A team of people and horses; there are cowhide drums scattered on the mountain, young and strong are beating the drums in conspicuous places, and goats are tied by their hind legs in hidden places and hung from trees with ropes. Being hung upside down, the front hooves kicked wildly, and the war drums sounded
People who don't know the inside story can see from a distance that there are indeed thousands of troops stationed on these mountains.

"It's almost time."

Zhu Pingan finished the dry food in his hand, drank a bowl of rice soup, got up and said to Liu Dianli, Han Dianli and others.

"Xianzun, do you really want to go?! Please think again, the Nanman is not educated. There are tens of thousands of Nanman on the mountain without benevolence and righteousness. It is too dangerous for the county lord to go." Qian Dianji dissuaded with a worried look on his face. .

"Don't worry, Dian Qian. The Miao descendants of the Nanman robbed the southeast flood shelter and did not intentionally attack others. This shows that they have room for rebellion. Moreover, in the eyes of the Nanman at this time, I have a large army of '[-]'. How dare they It's not good for me; besides, as an official of the imperial court, I am not only the magistrate of Jingnan County, but also the procurator of Zhejiang Province. Unless they are prepared to meet the imperial court's wrath and extermination of the clan, they dare not touch me " Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, and said with confidence.

"Xianzun, the so-called gentleman does not build dangerous walls, please allow me to go to the rebellious barbarian camp on behalf of the county lord to persuade the Nanman."

Liu Dianli stood up and clasped his fists.

"Master, please let me go." Han Dianli also stood up and begged for orders.

"Liu Dianli, Han Dianli, I appreciate your kindness, and I also believe in your ability. However, your status is not enough to win the trust of the Nanman Miao people. Only I can be convincing enough."

Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, and said firmly.

"County Honor." Liu Dianli and Han Dianli wanted to fight again, but they were interrupted by Zhu Pingan.

"It's getting late. You don't need to persuade or fight any more. As the magistrate of Jingnan County, this trip is my duty! Besides, your mission is also very important. You sit in the rear, and you must keep an eye on the camp and the 'big army'. Don't let the Nanman Miao descendants see through the truth. After this trip is successful, I will make a great contribution for you."

Zhu Pingan said firmly.

(End of this chapter)