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There were too many enemies and the Lion Mountain was too small. Huang Yao took the initiative to shrink the defense line and only guarded key points halfway up the hillside, preventing Zhu Xieyuan's 28,000 officers and soldiers from fully deploying.

"Hey, there's a treasure here," captain Chen Fugui shouted, "Commander Sentinel, I found a treasure!"

Xiao Zongxian scolded with a sullen face: "The officers and soldiers have already attacked the mountain, why are you fooling around?"

Chen Fugui dug out a stone as big as an egg, and that section of the mountain wall collapsed. He said excitedly: "General Sentence, this is meteorite from the sky. It can be used to create a magic weapon and present it to the town."

"Really?" Xiao Zongxian raised his head curiously.

"I have been blacksmithing for more than ten years, but I can still admit my mistakes?" Chen Fugui was a blacksmith by trade. "The older generation of blacksmiths say that there is a lot of meteorite in the southwest of Fengcheng. During the Zhengde period, tens of thousands of houses were destroyed."

This is definitely a rumor. The real situation is that there was a meteor shower in the eighth year of Zhengde. Some of the meteors hit the county town and set fire to residential buildings, burning more than 20,000 houses.

Hu Dinggui ran over from the side: "Meteor falling from the sky? Let me see, let me see!"

"Go back and save yourself!" Xiao Zongxian immediately scolded him.

Hu Dinggui said with a smile: "The officers and soldiers have just begun to climb the mountain. It is still early to climb up. When the time comes, we will risk our lives."

Chen Fugui also smiled and said: "Even so, can we still let the officers and soldiers attack?"

These Datong soldiers are really not afraid of death. They can still chat and laugh when surrounded by nearly 30,000 officers and soldiers.

Hu Dinggui, an orphan tenant.

Chen Fugui has been a craftsman for generations.

They have been given a new life and no longer want to live the old days. If the officers and soldiers want to take away their fields, they must first take away their lives.

…

At the foot of the mountain.

Zhu Tongmo drew his sword and shouted: "Brothers, the Zhao thief wants to divide our land, do you agree or not?"

"No!" the soldiers shouted in unison.

"If you want to divide our land, let's fight with them!" Zhu Tongmo shouted with all his strength.

"Fight, fight!"

In fact, Zhu Tongmu was not a big landowner, but a descendant of King Ning and grandson of King Jianding Zhu Jinlian, a member of the Ming Dynasty clan.

He originally had a title (lieutenant of the auxiliary state), but he gave it up voluntarily and took part in the imperial examination as a civilian. Historically, he would pass the imperial examination next year, become a Jinshi in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, and be promoted to Rites and Shizhong in the last year of Chongzhen.

A person who can give up his title to take part in the imperial examination will naturally join the army to serve his country if he encounters rebellion, taking this as an opportunity to stand out.

On the contrary, the three thousand rural warriors under his command were mostly descendants of wealthy families, small landowners and farmers.

Information in ancient times was very limited, although Zhao Han had spread the "Datong Collection" in Nanchang and had already written down the policy of dividing land. However, some people deliberately distorted the story and spread the rumors. Small landowners and farmers in Nanchang Prefecture thought that the rebels were going to rob all their fields.

In these places, Zhao Han developed farmers' associations in advance and worked hard to publicize land policies, but most small landowners and farmers did not believe it.

"Follow me to attack the mountain!"

Zhu Tongmo led his team to charge up the mountain. Behind him, the local warriors were full of energy. They were determined to protect their land to the death.

About six or seven thousand officers and soldiers began to attack the mountain from all directions. Due to the terrain, there were too many people to attack. Six or seven thousand officers and soldiers were involved in the battle at the same time. This was the limit.

"Rockfall!"

Xiao Zongxian shouted.

Hu Dinggui and Chen Fugui quickly ordered their soldiers to roll the stone down the slope.

One big stone knocked over at least five or six officers and soldiers, and eight big stones fell down, killing and injuring more than fifty people. Scenes like this occurred in many places on the mountain.

Hundreds of the 3,000 Xiangyong under Zhu Tongmo's command were instantly defeated, and they all turned around and fled down the mountain for their lives.

"Come forward, supervising team!"

Zhu Xieyuan was in command at the foot of the mountain. With an order, the supervising troops from all over the place stepped forward one after another, beheaded and drove back the defeated troops to attack the mountain again.

Zhu Xieyuan turned around and looked at the rear, where there were 5,000 reinforcements from the rebels. He also occupied a favorable terrain and waited for the other party to come to rescue them, so that they could be eliminated together.

We attacked the mountain for a whole afternoon without making any progress.

However, the rolling stones and logs used by the rebels to guard the mountain have been almost exhausted.

Two miles down the mountain, Li Zheng frowned and said, "Are we just going to watch Lao Huang being besieged?"

"Why are you anxious? This is only the first day," Fei Yingcong said. "It will take at least two or three days before the officers and soldiers show signs of fatigue before they have a chance to seize the loopholes. Let's go back to camp and defend ourselves. If we stay here, I will I’m afraid that the governor will divide his troops to attack us at night.”

Seeing the rebel reinforcements withdrawing from a distance, Zhu Xieyuan felt helpless. These rebels were too cautious.

Zhu Xieyuan ordered: "Notify the whole army that I will beat the drums all night long, so that they should not be afraid when they hear the drums, and sleep and rest!"

"Dong dong dong dong!"

At one watch, the soldiers on both sides were still awake, and suddenly the drums of officers and soldiers sounded from all directions.

Huang Yao ordered his soldiers to be vigilant and to brace themselves for night sneak attacks on important places.

At the second watch, the drums sounded again.

The soldiers on both sides were awakened. Not to mention the rebels on the mountain, even the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain were frightened.

At midnight, the sound of drums came to mind again.

The rebels on the mountain did not dare to sleep, or in other words, they were always half asleep and half awake, holding weapons in hand and ready to go into battle at any time.

As for the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain, they became calmer. They knew that the drumbeat was from their own side, and the ones who had a headache at this time should be the rebels.

Fourth watch.

"Dudududududadududududu..."

Before the drum beat sounded, a charge horn suddenly came from the mountain. Countless officers and soldiers jumped up in fear. Some of the country warriors even planned to escape. One-third of the battalions down the mountain fell into chaos.

"Don't panic, don't panic, it's a rebel tactic to disturb the enemy!"

"Drum roll!"

"Dong dong dong dong!"

No one can sleep tonight. When they got up the next morning, the soldiers on both sides had bloodshot eyes.

Li Zheng and Fei Yinggon came again with reinforcements after dawn and watched the battle from a distance of two or three miles. They slept soundly and were all in high spirits.

Today, the officers and soldiers change their troops to attack, and the troops who attacked yesterday can rest.

In a wheel battle and a fatigue battle, Zhu Xieyuan wanted to bring down the rebels on the mountain.

Wan Huaxin came from the Wan family in Nanchang, and his family owned tens of thousands of acres of fertile land.

He led more than a thousand soldiers and began to attack the mountain desperately. If the rebels wanted to divide the land, they would have to fall over his body.

Zhu Xieyuan felt that Jiangxi's military generals were unavailable, so he simply appointed capable gentry children to temporarily command the local warriors they recruited. Including Wang Tingshi, he also briefly gained command of two thousand Xiangyong.

Wan Huaxin's three attacks were all repulsed, with more than a hundred Xiangyong killed and injured, and there were faint signs of collapse.

His troops were immediately replaced, and the scholar Deng Lingui led the self-recruited country warriors to attack.

One morning, there was still no progress, but the rolling stones and logs used by the rebels on the mountain were really used up this time, including the supplies collected overnight last night.

The rebels were not even given time to have lunch. Fan Laijian, Zhang Pinyuan and other wealthy men filled their stomachs in advance and led the Xiangyong to continue their mad attack on the mountain.

Huang Yao said with red eyes: "Each sentry team should allocate one-third to eat and sleep. No matter how fierce the attack at the foot of the mountain is, they must sleep! Don't use them indiscriminately when there are ten thousand enemies. Wait until the officers and soldiers gather together to kill each other before throwing them away."

The enemy of ten thousand people is the porcelain shell bomb, and Huang Yao only has more than 200 in his hand.

Fan Laijian led his troops to rush up the hillside and shouted with joy: "The rebels are gone, come with me and charge!"

Hu Dinggui only received five pellets for enemies of 10,000 people, and kept reminding his soldiers: "Put it closer before throwing it, throw it closer again, and throw it into the crowd. Wait, wait, and now, throw it for 10,000 enemies!" "

Just throw one away, so use it sparingly.

The fuse of the porcelain shell bomb was ignited and thrown into the pile of officers and soldiers.

In another seven or eight steps, he would be able to engage the rebels, and Fan Laijian seemed to see hope of victory.

"boom!"

Ten thousand enemies suddenly exploded, knocking down three local warriors on the spot. Seven or eight of them were injured by flying porcelain shards. Fan Laijian himself was also injured in the waist.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The nearby villagers began to cough and cry. In fact, the impact was not large, and the chili noodles only affected more than ten people.

"kill!"

Hu Dinggui suddenly rushed out of the simple fortifications, led a team of thirty people, and fought bravely towards more than 300 villages. Chen Fugui next to him also threw out thousands of enemies and imitated Hu Dinggui in counterattacking.

They had already taken off their leggings, wetted them with water, and covered their mouths and noses to prevent the influence of chili pepper.

There are pools and springs on the mountain, so there is no need to worry about running out of water.

Hu Dinggui stabbed to death one of the country warriors with his spear, and then cooperated with his soldiers to stab another to death. Before the third shot was fired, the more than 300 enemies in front of him had already been defeated and fled down the mountain screaming in terror.

In fact, there were not many casualties among Xiang Yong, they were simply scared away.

Another scholar named Cheng Jiqing came forward with his troops from his hometown to help him. At the same time, the supervising team set off.

"withdraw!"

Hu Dinggui chased for more than twenty steps and stabbed the fourth enemy to death, then immediately called for all the soldiers to retreat.

"Damn it, my eyes are also smoky," a soldier under Hu Dinggui couldn't help but rub his eyes and complained. The more he rubbed his eyes, the more he couldn't stop crying. "You have to tell the missionary officer and let him react to this thing." Add chili pepper."

"Stop talking nonsense," Hu Dinggui shouted, "see the right moment and throw thousands of enemies at you!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Thousands of enemies exploded everywhere, and all the troops launched counterattacks. For a time, the local braves were killed so that no one dared to attack the mountain again.

Zhu Xieyuan could only offer a heavy reward and publicize that the rebels would steal their land.

These large landowners, small landowners, and farmers all took weapons to attack the mountains again, but the morale of the domestic slaves and tenants among them was not high.

On the second day of attacking the mountain, the ten thousand enemy were exhausted.

Li Zheng and Fei Yinggon's reinforcements were still watching from a distance and did not come to help.

That night, the sound of drums and charging horns mixed together, making it impossible for anyone to sleep peacefully up and down the mountain.

"kill!"

At the fourth watch, officers, soldiers and rebels launched sneak attacks almost at the same time, and each made some gains, but neither achieved much results.

On the third day, we continued to attack the mountain.

There are many officers and soldiers, so they can take turns to rest, but the rest time of the Datong Army is shorter.

Both sides were tired, but the soldiers of the Datong Army were even more tired.

"kill!"

On the afternoon of the third day, officers and soldiers finally rushed into the fortifications, and Hu Dinggui successfully repelled the two attacks.

"team leader!"

"Old Chen!"

Chen Fugui, a blacksmith by trade, had his cotton armor stabbed through his abdomen. After killing the officers and soldiers, he covered his wound and laughed: "Haha, I'm fine, I can still fight again!"