The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Brother Meng Gao, why did you order to stop firing arrows?" Zang Ba found Zhang Chao and asked with a frown.

"The situation is already in chaos. We are all ordinary people. Why bother forcing each other?" Zhang Chao shook his head and sighed.

"If we don't force them now, they will attack again, and more people will die. You are the leader of a city, how can you be so kind to a woman at this moment?" Zang Ba said helplessly.

"It's like this in the Dao." Zhang Chao sighed: "There are also many people from Quyang among them. You also say that I am the head of a county, so I can bear the pain?"

Seeing that the large group of common people were entangled in panic with the Taiping Army behind them, and clashing with each other, Zang Ba sighed and said: "What a pity, if there are extra troops and horses, if we take the opportunity to attack at this moment, we will definitely defeat them in one blow."

Although there are many Taiping Sect members outside the city, most of them are common people, and they are obviously not willing to be driven by the Taiping Sect. In this case, it does not require many people, only a few hundred people, to control this seemingly large-scale army. The Taiping army was defeated.

"County guards from all over the city have been mobilized, but there are only three hundred. How can we still have the energy to go out of the city to pursue?" Zhang Chao shook his head, looked at the people fleeing in panic outside the city, and said with a smile: "These rabble also want to overthrow our country. , it’s really ridiculous.”

"But after this battle, the national destiny of the Han Dynasty will be shaken, and the current situation of the dynasty... Sigh~" At the end, Zang Hong could only sigh helplessly. The chaos caused by Zhang Jiao would have a profound impact on the already declining national destiny of the Han dynasty. Said that it was definitely adding insult to injury, but even so, he and Zhang Chao were only county magistrates, so what?

"Let's try to repel the thieves first." Zhang Chao obviously didn't want to talk about this issue. He just frowned and looked at the Taiping sect regrouping outside the city, thinking about countermeasures.

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The smell of blood began to permeate the battlefield. The funny thing was that not many people were actually shot by the defenders' arrows. More people were killed by the Taiping Sect's people who were responsible for the monopoly in the rear.

In the chaos, Chen Mo saw people killing people behind him, and pulled his mother to slow down. Although his face was pale, his eyes were quite clear, at least he was not frightened.

"Mo'er, come behind mother!" Mother Chen pulled Chen Mo and said anxiously.

"Mom, slow down, I'm afraid there's going to be a fight ahead!" Chen Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that the life of a Taiping cultist holding a ring-shou knife suddenly began to decrease crazily.

Um?

Mother Chen looked at her son in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about.

The next moment, the Taiping cultist cut off the head of an old man with a fierce look. Next to the old man, a young man's eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Dad! I'll kill you!"

As he spoke, the dung fork in his hand pierced the chest of the Taiping cultivator. In the stunned eyes of the Taiping cultivator, the people around him who were afraid to move forward swarmed in and directly pushed the Taiping cultivator down. A large number of people Even if he was not stabbed to death by a dung fork if he stepped on any Taiping cultist, it would be unlucky to be stepped on by so many people now.

"Mom, hurry up and follow me!" Chen Mo was overjoyed when he saw this. He pulled his mother and followed the crowd out.

After all, there are not many true Taiping believers. If they are defeated here, there is no way to stop them from other directions.

Under the commanding flag of the Taiping Religion, Zhou Fang frowned and looked at the army that was defeated by a wave of arrows and trampled on each other. His face was gloomy as if water was dripping. After a while, he coldly snorted: "Withdraw the troops." !”

The fight has reached this level, so what if we don't retreat?

"Commander Qu, why didn't the believers we arranged in the city launch an attack?" a Taiping Religion general asked with a frown.

"I don't know, maybe something unexpected has happened!" Zhou Fang shook his head and frowned.

Although the Taiping Sect does not have siege equipment, its victory is that it has a sufficient mass base. The followers of the sect are all over the world. It is not just talk. Generally speaking, the Taiping Army's siege routine is to first consciously escape from the county magistrate in the city, but the troops can be defeated without bloodshed. , if this trick fails, then you have to rely on the believers in the city to cooperate inside and outside to seize the city gate when the Taiping Sect attacks the city.

If these two tricks fail, there is no other way.

"Commander Qu, I have seized two ladders, why don't we send someone to transport them?" A general frowned.

There were also generals in the Taiping Sect who were disappointed with the Han Dynasty and knew how to fight, but the number was too small after all. Three years ago, Zhang Jiao asked a large number of loyal followers to learn the art of war from these people. If they were to attack the city head-on, they would need siege equipment.

"There are only two, so what if they are shipped?" Another general frowned and retorted: "In my opinion, it is better to have Quyang besieged. We will continue to go south and capture Huaiyin as soon as possible."

"It's easy to say. With so many people, if we don't capture Quyang, where will the food and grass come from?"

"It's better to let people cut down wooden ladders and attack Quyang. I don't think there are many defenders in Quyang. If we attack day and night, we can defeat them as soon as possible."

"That's fine." Zhou Fang nodded in agreement: "Order people to build it overnight and attack the city tomorrow!"

"Commander Qu." A general bowed and said: "Today, when the defeated army fled, many of our soldiers were killed. If this matter is not dealt with, I am afraid that the soldiers will have resentment!"

"This..." Zhou Fang thought for a moment and said, "Now we have to rely on these people to drain the energy of the defenders in battle."

"But if it is not resolved, the generals and officers of the army may not accept it."

"Then capture a few people and execute them in public. Firstly, it can appease the morale of the army. Secondly, it can also establish authority and make those people feel at ease." Zhou Fang groped his chin and said, "Do this as soon as possible. Don't delay the dispatch of troops tomorrow! "

"Don't worry, Commander Qu!" Upon hearing this, several Taiping Religion generals took orders and left.

On the other side, Chen Mo brought his mother back to their gathering place. Heizi was hiding by the door, looking around vigilantly, with faint injuries on his body. Seeing Chen Mo and his mother coming back, he stood up excitedly and limped over to greet them.

"Heizi!?" Chen Mo quickly picked up Heizi, looked at the wounds on Heizi's body, and said with a gloomy face: "Who did it?"

Mother Chen sighed, pulled Chen Mo and said: "Mo'er, forget it."

There were a group of people who had been hungry for who knows how long, and it was good enough for Heizi to be alive.

"Brother Mo! Look who is this?" In the distance, Ah Dai's voice sounded far away. When Chen Mo turned his head, he saw Ah Dai bringing Da Lang over.

"Da Lang?" Chen Mo came forward and looked at Da Lang and said, "You are here too?"

"Yes, I met Ah Dai on the battlefield and then I knew you were here too." Da Lang nodded, sat down a little tiredly and said, "Er Gou, take me with you? My parents are gone."

Even though Chen Mo had seen life and death during this period, he still felt a blockage in his chest when he heard this. After a long time, he asked, "How did they die?"

"Someone from the Taiping Sect took a fancy to my mother and wanted to arrest her. My father argued with them and was beaten to death. My mother also..." At the end, tears fell from Da Lang's eyes.

"Are you afraid of death?" Chen Mo asked as he sat next to Da Lang.

"As long as I can eat, what's there to be afraid of about death?"

"Okay, let's do it together. Sooner or later, we will avenge Uncle Wu and the others!"

"Yes."