Chapter 847: The Fragrance of Rice Flowers

"Soldiers, did you hear what they said? They want to kill King Yan! Can we agree!" Pang San came to Xie Kang's body. There was no sympathy in his eyes, but a trace of joy. read

Thinking back to the time when they were oppressed by powerful and wealthy families, he still couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart.

Once, there were five members of his family, but they only had one pair of pants.

Whoever goes out can put on pants.

They rented the land from a wealthy family and worked hard for a year. Not only did they not have any surplus, but they had to borrow money from the wealthy family to survive at the end of the year.

Because of the two harvests, the wealthy family gets 80%, but they can only get 20%.

In spring and summer, his family could still rely on digging wild vegetables to make up for the food shortage, but in autumn and winter when there was no harvest, there was not enough food to eat, so they had to borrow food from wealthy families and pay it back the next year.

But the grain borrowed by wealthy families often comes at high interest rates, and the more they borrow, the more they borrow.

As a result, they could only use more food to pay off their debts.

I was able to survive last spring and summer, but all my debts for food this spring and summer have been repaid, and I can only continue to borrow debts from the wealthy families.

So, year after year, they get poorer and poorer.

Without food to repay the debt, he could only pawn his household items to repay the debt.

In the end, the family was left bare, and the family members even had no clothes.

He still remembered that it was one winter night, and the wealthy family came to press for debts again.

The mother had to sell her twelve-year-old sister to a wealthy family.

But only three days later, the wealthy family sent her sister back.

But what was sent back was a cold corpse.

His poor sister was tortured to death by a member of a wealthy family.

But this wealthy family not only showed no guilt at all, but also fabricated the fact that his sister had committed suicide. Using his sister to pay off the debt was as good as nothing, and his family had to continue to pay off the debt.

It was on this winter night that he killed someone for the first time in his life.

He used the only iron tool at home, a rake, to kill the wealthy man and two servants who came.

This wealthy family is the Huang family.

Afterwards, they were captured by private soldiers sent by the Huang family and taken to Wubao and put into a water prison to torture him to death.

At this time, King Yan's soldiers broke into Huangjiawu Fort, destroyed the Huang family, and rescued him.

The Huang family's acres of land were even distributed to the tenant farmers who worked for the Huang family, with each family receiving six acres.

The days seemed to become particularly beautiful overnight.

So, he decisively joined King Yan's army.

I vowed to follow King Yan with my life and loyalty in this life and never regret it until my death.

"No!"

"No!"

"..."

The soldiers of the royal palace raised their Qin-style rifles and shouted loudly.

"Yes, we don't agree. It was His Highness the King of Yan who gave us the land. It was His Highness the King of Yan who made our children able to read and write and become officials in the future. It was the King of Yan who made thousands of our people live like Personally." Pang San's eyes were slightly hot.

Then, he clenched his fist fiercely and shouted: "So, no matter it is the powerful tribe, the Beidi people, the Japanese people, or the damn Western natives, whoever threatens us, Da Song, threatens our His Majesty the King of Yan, wants to make us If you treat him like a cow or a horse again, I will pull out his balls and stuff them into his mouth!”

His words were resounding, and the soldiers' blood boiled when they heard them.

Regardless of whether King Yan is the emperor or not, they all shouted, "Long live His Highness King Yan, long live His Highness King Yan..."

The high-spirited sound floated into the sky, covering the entire Changcheng and reaching the ears of the people outside the city.

"Win, win, win." King Yan's soldiers cheered in unison, and they immediately realized something.

At this time, his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

For them, the hard days are finally over, and the joys will soon come to an end.

In excitement, the people cheered along with the soldiers.

Their voices mixed with the voices in the city, rushed to the plains, rushed to the mountains and forests, and continued to echo in the mountains.

"Scrape Changcheng clean and take away all useful things!"

The cheers of the people made Pang San smile knowingly. Then he thought of something and immediately gave the order.

They destroyed the powerful clan's army, but there were still many powerful and wealthy children hiding in Changcheng.

In addition to ordering the soldiers to search, he also called in several key members of the uprising and ordered them to lead the people to cooperate with the soldiers of the Third Army.

"Load all the grain, grass and belongings onto the baggage trucks, and we can go back to harvest rice." Pang San said the last thing.

The baggage vehicles left by the powerful army in Changcheng were enough for them.

The people suddenly laughed, their eyes full of expectation.

Another night, and the next morning, with the cooperation of the soldiers of the Third Army and the people, Changcheng was turned upside down.

Pang San did not stay, and ordered the people and soldiers to pull the baggage carts to the east, and also ordered some soldiers to escort the prisoners.

When they returned to Zhezhou, they encountered other teams of the Third Army.

They also succeeded in their uprising, rescued the people, and are returning.

In the next few days, ordinary people and soldiers of the Third Army continued to join the team like streams flowing into the sea.

On the earth, a river made of people slowly moved eastward, gradually leaving Jiangzhou and entering Zhezhou.

At this time, many people couldn't wait to see the rice in the fields.

After agreeing, they left the team one after another and returned to the village to collect the goods.

Pang San also immediately sent someone to report the news to Jinling.

Let Zhongli, the secretary in charge, temporarily impose military control on Zhezhou and form a militia.

As they continued to go deeper into Zhezhou, more and more people left the team and returned home.

…

at the same time.

Anqing County.

The powerful army is stationed here, cutting the route between Xiangzhou and Jinling into two sections.

Because this Anqing County is not elsewhere, it is located on the south bank of Jiujiang River, the northernmost end of Jiangzhou.

"We have been fooled. It turns out that the purpose of the King of Yan is not Bazhou, but to bring the people who migrated west back to the coastal states."

In the temporary courtyard of the government office, Wang Xie slammed the intelligence he had collected in the past few days on the table.

Especially when he learned that Changcheng had fallen, it had been four days since he left Changcheng.

Because their army was constantly advancing northward.

"Changcheng has now become an empty city, what should we do? We only have enough food and grass for half a month." Xie An looked worried.

Originally, the counties and prefectures in the south of Jiangzhou, especially Changcheng, were their backyards.

Relying on Jiangzhou, they could continuously obtain food and grass supplies.

But now it is equivalent to a fire in their backyard.

What's more hateful is that the King of Yan's army is like locusts, leaving them nothing.

They suddenly became an isolated army.

"Despicable and shameless!" Wang Xie gritted his teeth, wishing he could eat the King of Yan alive.

But now, he had to face this cruel reality.

The King of Yan demolished their backyard without anyone noticing.

Moreover, the people returned home, and it was harvest time, so the coastal states became the support of the King of Yan's army.

Their strategy of clearing the countryside completely failed.

The King of Yan's army would no longer have to worry about food and grass when they went south.