Chapter 168: Changes, all are changing

The night was as bright as ink, as if the sky was out of reach was pressing against the top of my head. I could touch it with my hand. The moonlight and starlight had not been seen for several days in a row, so I must have been holding up a good snow.

On the empty fields, the mountain wind whistled, and it directly blew into the bones, making it indescribable.

The red lady's heart was ignited, her whole body was hot, and even her breathing became rapid. She couldn't help but clench the heavy machete.

The machete is also the relics of Brother Da Tianhu. As soon as you grab it, you can feel the heroic spirit of the Northwest man.

Behind him was the calm breathing of the Death Army's Seven Killing Death Army.

The red lady's blood was about to boil, and she couldn't help but shout: "I want revenge, I want revenge..."

Hong Niangzi led tens of thousands of members of the Communist Party of China to move around and traveled through various prefectures and counties in order to survive. There is no need to say much about the hardships in it. The tiger followed him like a brother, and he has talked countless times about using this number of people to achieve great things.

With these tens of thousands of people, as long as they swept along the way, who else can stop this chaotic Henan? It will soon become the second Li Zicheng.

But Hong Niang tried her best to oppose doing this, and even oppose using violent means to loot all sides. What is the difference between doing this and Li Zicheng? Didn’t Mr. Li also oppose Li Zicheng when he was dying?

When she thought of Li Yan, Hong Niang felt a pain like a needle. No matter how difficult the conditions were, no matter how dangerous the situation was, she was always unwilling to use violent means.

Tens of thousands of people sang the "Song of Advising Relief" written by Mr. Li Yan and Mr. Li, who went to the prefectures to ask for charity. Under the threat of hunger and disease, countless people fell on this land.

Until the Tartars invaded the Central Plains in a large-scale manner, the living environment of Hong Niangzi and others deteriorated even further.

In the past, those gentry and wealthy families may have to give alms because they were afraid of the power of the Society. When the Manchus arrived, they immediately showed their vicious faces.

When Hongniangzi and others were fighting with the Manchurian army, they started attacking from behind, and they almost collapsed when they worked inside and outside.

The great loss of strength had to move around and continue to sing the "Song of Relief" while avoiding Manchurian pursuers.

Hong Niangzi, who was not as strong as before, has become rats crossing the street. Whenever they go, the local gentry and wealthy families acted perfunctorily on the surface, secretly colluded with the Tartars and informed them...

The Hong Niang suffered such a loss in one or two times, but she stubbornly believed that people's hearts were always kind. How could the Han people join forces with the Tartars to deal with their compatriots?

Although Zhentianhu reminded many times, Hongniang still did not make the preparations he should have. When Zhentianhu led the main force to entangle with the Tartars, Xushui's old camp was once again attacked by local gentry.

The Red Lady will never forget the bloody night.

How many elderly people and children fell under the butcher's knife, and how many wounded were buried alive by the gentry's Zhuang Ding...

Even the Zhentianhu who rushed back to rescue was surrounded by the enemy. In order to cover the Hongniang breakout, the man in the northwest finally died tragically under the chaos.

"Girl, we are kind-hearted, but others are bad. In this world, good people have never been rewarded. The young master's "Song of Relief" can no longer be sung, kill..."

Thinking back to his various remarks that shocked the sky, Hong Niang finally knew how outrageous she was wrong.

Not only are the Hui party members wrong, but also Li Yan and Mr. Li are not wrong?

Maybe.

Maybe only Li Si did that is right.

In this world where evil people are in power, they must be even more evil than evil people in order to survive and be qualified to protect everything that needs protection.

Behind him were the elite soldiers who went to the Seven Killing Camp of the Death Army, who were borrowed by Hong Niang from Li Si.

Zhao Qifeng whispered: "The time is up..."

The Hongniang reached into her arms, touched the silk that Li Yan wrote personally, and threw the "Song of Relief" into the night wind, as if she had abandoned everything before, and said in a deep voice: "Don't leave any chickens and dogs, do it!"

Hundreds of soldiers from Qisha Camp and Hong Niangzi jumped up and rushed into Zhuangzi with shouts.

After a while, screams were already coming one after another, and several fires soared into the sky, reflecting half of the sky red.

With the combat power of the Qisha Camp, he came prepared again. If he attacked like this night and attacked so suddenly, even if twice as many elite enemy troops could succeed in an instant, let alone a few hundred villages.

The big bell in the village was ringing "bangbang" in the warrior, calling on the surrounding villages to come over to support them. The streets were filled with shopkeepers ringing gongs...

The Hongniang rushed in with a machete in her hand, and the Qiks and Death Death Soldiers who were brave enough to advance were brave enough to advance.

The shopkeepers were attacked in a hurry, and they were walking around like headless flies. Some of the people who were barely organized were shouting to protect the village wall, as if they had not seen any enemies on the street...

Without the minimum tactical cooperation, I don’t even know how to deal with this sudden arrival of enemy situation. The quality of individual soldiers is similar to that of ordinary people…

For the Qikill Camp, this kind of battle cannot even keep up with the intensity of training. It can easily control the key points of tactical areas, quickly gather troops, and break into the center of the Zhuangzi.

If the Hong Niangzi hadn't insisted on killing the enemy with his own hands, the Qikill Camp would have completely ended the battle.

"More than a hundred patriarchs came to the northwest..."

Zhao Qifeng was too lazy to ask which reinforcements were from the village: "Take three small flags and fight back."

"yes."

For such a rush to come, the first-level teams dispatched to the team are all useless.

According to the pre-arrangement, after completely controlling the situation, the Qikill Camp was only responsible for clearing and alerting, while the Hongniang took her men to kill the enemy.

It’s not that the Qisha Camp wants to clean up in such matters. There are fewer people killed by the Qisha Death Death Soldier? There are still less blood on their hands? I don’t care about killing a few more local tyrants.

The key is that Hongmao wants to take revenge and take revenge with her own hands. Li Si seems to strongly agree with this and repeatedly reminds Zhao Qifeng that the final massacre must be handed over to Hongmao to do it himself.

This woman should have done this long ago.

"Da Xian'er, fairy... I am willing to provide relief to my brothers, I am willing to take out a lot of rice and grain..." The owner of the manor and his several capable generals were entangled in the yard, trembling with no expression.

Aren’t these white lotus people not killing people or setting fires? The most of them were just singing the "Song of Relief" in Zhuangzi.

The owner of the manor once tried to kill Bai Liansong, and at most, the Hongmao came to take revenge, so he showed his previous accent...

The fires around him were burning fiercely, and the crackling sounds reflected the Hongniang's extremely angry face: "It's too late!"

The Hong Madam swung the machete and killed him with one knife: "Good heart can't move the demon, kill!"

The swords and guns all went down, and in a moment, all the strangers in this courtyard were slaughtered.

The Matchmaker, who was determined to touch people's hearts with kindness, finally abandoned everything before and became the Matchmaker in battle again.

"How is it? Have you found it?" The red lady was covered in blood, and her red clothes on her body became more vivid, like a blood-colored lotus blooming in the fire.

"I found eleven cowhide rafts and more than thirty sheepskin rafts!"

This was originally a tool for Hong Niangzi and others to cross the river before. This was thanks to this primitive and simple tool for crossing the river. Hong Niangzi was able to carry a small team of hundreds of people to deal with the two sides of the Yellow River where the enemy was everywhere.

"Okay. Cross the river tonight!"

Relying on the familiarity of the terrain, we led the Qisha Camp across the Yellow River in the dark, which was also the mutual help between Li Si and Hong Niangzi.

Fire was set on the farm, and it was like burning the sky. The body of the owner and others was hung on a high tree, and a white lotus flag was raised on the village building...

All of this seems to be the revenge of Bai Lianzhong and has nothing to do with others.

At least it looks like this.

Hong Niangzi and others led the way, and the Qisha Camp followed closely behind. After walking dozens of miles, they finally arrived at Sunjiakou.

Sunjiakou is an ancient ferry on the south bank of the Yellow River. It has been abandoned since the Yellow River broke through in the middle of this dynasty. Because there is no minimum facility, it cannot accommodate ferries at all, so it can only be swam with primitive tools such as leather rafts.

In the night, the Yellow River water roars like the tilting river of heaven.

The sound of water is like thunder, how high is the splashing waves rise? It has not yet approached the body and has been wet.

This is a small return point of the Yellow River, the narrowest part of a radius of hundreds of miles. The turbid river water stirs up huge waves like a dragon roaring. Especially the wide river channel suddenly tightens here, the river water surging like an arrow, with a magnificent momentum and is called "Dragon Mouth" by the locals.

Although the dragon mouth is narrow, it is the extremely dangerous place of the Yellow River. As long as any ferry is placed in the water, it will be swept by the torrent immediately. As for where it rushes to, it depends on what God wants.

Even the Seven Killing Death Death Soldier, who was ready to die, was shocked by the might of the Yellow River, especially in the dark night when you couldn't see your fingers, the difficulty of crossing the river can be imagined.

Hongniang and others tied a string of gourds to the raft, then tied the rafts with ropes and fixed them to the huge rocks on the shore: "When crossing the river, there were six big rafts and four small rafts, and everyone was tied to the raft. No matter how dangerous the ropes were, they could not be untied. After landing, they would raise the fire as a sign..."

Hong Niang explained in detail the key points of crossing this dangerous shoal. The first one was to tie his body to a raft...

As soon as the raft was released, it was as dizzy as if the tall building had fallen. Before the splashes could fall, it was swept away by the roaring river. Everyone worked together to support the rapids and dangerous shoals...

I don’t know what kind of reef and rock hit me in the darkness, but I feel like the dragon is turning back. The white lotus around me are already shouting: “I’ve touched the dragon’s teeth, hurry up…”

I crossed the river one by one until dawn, and it was all over. Looking back, I saw the turbid waves of the Yellow River rushing into the sky, like a river of heaven. My feet were still a little soft, as if the surging torrent was still under my body. The roar of the Yellow River was echoing in my ears, and the sound of the water was as loud as thunder. I really couldn't believe that I could cross the world's most dangerous stream at night...

Except for a sheepskin raft that disappeared into the torrent, everyone finally crossed the river smoothly.

"We are already north of the Yellow River."

...

The risky move of crossing the Yellow River at night is not suitable for large troops to carry out, and can only be carried out by a small group of elite troops.

When Hong Niangzi and Li Si discussed crossing the river, they had no hope of allowing the large army to cross the river. It was impossible for the large army to smuggle in such a dangerous place.

The weather is getting more and more gloomy. Look at this, the first snow of this year is about to fall.

In the past decade, the climate has become particularly cold, the summer is obviously not as hot as before, and the winter is rather cold and long.

All five earthly branches were transferred up, and Kong Youde's bow and barracks were also placed behind them. The artillery battalion of Fu Erbiaozi was prepared to provide fire support.

Because the construction of the earthly branch battalion is relatively large, especially the bow barracks, in terms of personnel, they can stand up to two or three main battalions. Once they are opened, there is really a momentum of several large army attacking the city.

"Feed attack. It's definitely a feint attack!" Kong Youde was also used to leading soldiers. When he saw this posture, he knew that Li Si had not shown his true skills.

Only three of the ten Heavenly Stem Battalions were taken out, or placed in the back to support the back. The Musket Battalion was placed on the shoulders of the team, but who had ever seen a musket soldier as the main force in the attack?

The five ground-level battalions and one engineer battalion can be considered "a large army of more than 10,000", but these are not the main forces of the death army, especially the most personnel of the bow and barracks, at most they are just to attack and cover. If Li Si really wants to attack the city to the death, the fire gun battalion will definitely replace the position of the bow and barracks, and the bow and barracks will be transferred to the front, which is certain.

Judging from the formation of Zhongsheng Bo, he was obviously not ready to attack him desperately, perhaps for the sake of temptation.
To be continued...