Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 35 Brother, you smell so good
While the group of soldiers and Master Niulu were drinking happily, Yang Feng had already dropped off the second batch of soldiers in the mountains two miles to the north.

Then came the third batch.

The fourth batch.

……

He continued to place teams of hundreds of people in the mountains and forests along the way.

The rest is their own business.

His request was very simple, which was to hand over the heads of Qing troops equivalent to one-third of their number within three days. Of course, the more the better. If they did so, he would pardon their crimes of surrendering to the Qing army before, give them one hundred and two taels of silver, and reincorporate them into the Ming army and give their leaders official titles.

He doesn't care about anything else. He is responsible for how these people fight and even how they get their food.

It’s actually not that difficult.

It was indeed very risky for these guys to attack the Eight Banner Manchus, but the risk was much smaller when they attacked the surrendered shaved-head soldiers.

That’s also the Qing army!

Anyone with a rat tail on their head can be considered a Qing army.

What Yang Feng wanted was for the Qing army's rear to be constantly attacked. As long as there was an attack, the nearby Qing army would not be able to reinforce the front line. Even those Ming soldiers who surrendered would deliberately use this as an excuse...

This is inevitable.

Expecting these guys to fight tooth and nail for the Qing Dynasty in this situation is ridiculous. They haven't backstabbed the Qing Dynasty yet, meaning they haven't contacted anyone yet. I don't know if they'll be spared if they backstab, but expecting them to fight is impossible. Ajige hasn't yet sent these cannon fodder to the front like he used to, presumably because he no longer has the power to command them. So it's always been the Eight Banner warriors charging forward. All Ajige can ask of them is that they don't backstab. Deserters have even appeared in large numbers. While it's uncertain whether surrendering would result in amnesty, escaping to the mountains and hiding for a year or two before emerging as a good citizen isn't out of the question.

However, Yang Feng really did not want to pardon these people, as they were different from Jin Shenghuan's subordinates.

The latter left the Qing army on his own.

Regardless of their psychological reasons, they left the Qing army without fighting with the Ming army and without being afraid of failure.

They are proactive anyway.

As for the attack on Nanchang, its nature is different.

At least they thought they had reasons and evidence. They asked the governor of Jiangxi to provide money and food so that they could rush to Nanjing through Jiangxi to defend the emperor. The governor of Jiangxi refused to give them money and food, so they were eager to defend the emperor and decided to go into the city to get it themselves.

They are eager to serve the king!

Even if they actually just wanted to rob money and food, at least their reasons were legitimate.

So they can handle conflicts between their own military generals and local officials.

Then Jin Shenghuan, his generals, and several local officials including Jiangxi Governor Kuang Zhao were all executed by Emperor Taizu Gao's huge stone.

But now he is trapped here. Not only did he surrender, but he also followed the Qing army in fighting against the Ming army many times. He even did not rebel until the Qing army retreated. Instead, he retreated with the Qing army until he was trapped together. Now he wants to surrender because he has no other choice. If such a person can still be pardoned, then where is the law of Emperor Taizu Gao?

"Kill them all."

Emperor Taizu Gao was in the sky, watching the killing below.

A group of soldiers he had let go of were surrounding dozens of Qing soldiers who were looking for food and were killing them without mercy.

"Wu Jie, we used to be brothers, why do you have to kill us all?"

A Qing soldier shouted to his opponent.

"Bah, I'm a soldier of the Great Ancestor now, who would want to be my brother to a Qing demon like you?"

The latter scolded angrily.

The Qing soldier stumbled over a stone under his feet.

Wu Jie took the opportunity to chop him on the shoulder with a knife, and the Qing soldier fell down with a scream.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

he shouted.

"I have been ordered to kill the Qing demons. I only want their heads, not the surrendered soldiers."

Wu Jie said.

At the same time he struck down with his sword, chopping off the head of his former brother.

"I got one hundred taels, brother, thanks!"

He held the rat's tail and said to his former brother.

It’s no use to me, brother. My brother’s head is worth a hundred taels. I can only say “brother, you smell so good”. But he, who was once my brother, has lost his head, and his body is still twitching reflexively.

The other soldiers who considered themselves to be the soldiers of the Great Ancestor also bravely killed the Qing monsters who had the same golden rat tails as themselves. With the advantage of numbers and the shining of the holy light of the Great Ancestor, they ruthlessly chopped down their opponents and cut off their heads, which were worth one hundred taels each.

After finishing their work, they also cut off the meat of the war horses that the Qing army had just slaughtered.

After all, they didn't bring any food.

Then they retreated back to the mountains with the heads.

However, they were not the only ones doing this kind of work. Just as they retreated to the mountains, three Qing soldiers who escaped from their swords were gasping for breath with lingering fear in the mountains on the other side. The three of them looked hatefully at the direction where they disappeared.

"These pieces of shit!"

One of them said angrily.

"Let's go quickly. I still have some silver on me. We can find a village to hide in for two years."

Another said.

"I should have run away in Wuhu earlier."

The one next to him said.

"If I had known earlier, there would have been so many things I would have known earlier. Who could have thought that a great ancestor would suddenly appear out of nowhere? Otherwise, we would have been feasting on delicious food in Nanjing and enjoying the beauties of Qinhuai."

……

They turned away, regretting their failure to play with the Qinhuai beauties. The next moment, two crossbow bolts whizzed in almost simultaneously, striking both before they could react. One was struck in the throat, collapsing instantly. The one who had escaped was terrified and quickly hid behind a tree. Amidst the wounded man's screams, he gazed fearfully at the forest behind him, which was a dark green.

"Stop howling. You have a shield on your stomach, so it can't pierce you very deeply. Shut up and let me hear what they're doing."

He raised his leg anxiously to kick the injured one.

The latter was shot in the stomach. Although the arrow penetrated his armor, it was obviously not deep enough. This kind of crossbow arrow was somewhat weak.

However, the next moment a crossbow arrow whizzed towards him, and although he retracted his legs quickly, he was still shot in the foot.

The crossbow arrow went straight through his foot.

He stepped on the ground subconsciously, then lost his balance due to the pain and fell from behind the tree.

Before he could react, a small axe flew out from the green and landed right on his head.

His head tilted and he died.

The remaining man, wounded by an arrow in the stomach, watched in horror as figures suddenly emerged from the green. Dozens of figures, their bodies covered in brush and grass, their faces caked with mud, emerged from the bushes they had been hiding in like demons. Three of them held bamboo crossbows, stacked from long to short. They actually had a special name for them: the Xuanhu Tiger-shooting Crossbow. They were not very powerful, primarily used by hunters. Of course, their arrows were coated with poison.

"Sir, please spare my life. I have parents and children to support, and I just want to make a living."

The injured one lay on the ground crying.

His rat tail kept swishing.

Then a three-pronged fork pierced directly into his back.

He screamed and fell to the ground. He pushed the crossbow arrow against himself and it went deeper.

"Brother, don't blame us when you get to the bottom. Your head is worth one hundred taels. We brothers are tired of being poor, so we lend you our head." The leading hunter squatted in front of him and said apologetically.

Then this guy pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the neck...

"Three hundred taels of silver, we're going to be rich..."

The last thing he was aware of was the cheers of others.

"It's the opposite of Tian Gang!"

Yang Feng looked at this scene and sighed.

In the past, the government troops would borrow the heads of the villagers, but now it is the villagers who borrow the heads of the government troops.

But there's nothing strange about it.

Even Li Zicheng couldn’t escape!
In fact, he could clearly see from the sky with his infrared detector that there were several such headhunting teams in the mountains. These mountain miners knew that their advantage was ambushes, so they were waiting for opportunities in the mountains. Of course, they could not provoke the large Qing army, but those who were alone and went into the mountains to find food were easy targets for ambush. Each head was worth 100 taels of silver!
This is enough to exchange for their lives. These days, even a young and strong man is not worth a hundred taels.

In fact, you can buy a young and strong man for just over ten taels.

Moreover, these headhunting teams are very united, even clan-like. They work together all year round and cooperate with each other tacitly. For them, it is completely worth it to risk the lives of two or three people for one hundred taels of silver.

Yang Feng left immediately.

However, he did not return to the Shimen battlefield, but flew all the way to the northernmost part.

Jiande.

There is also fighting here.

If the Qing army could not open the stone gate, they would eventually have to find a way to escape, and going backwards was their only option.

There were Ming troops pursuing us from Dongdai to Chizhou. Although we couldn't reach them in a short time, we would eventually run into them if we continued in this direction. Therefore, the only option was to go through Jiande to Dongliu and then continue along the Yangtze River to Hukou. As for what to do if we couldn't get through after reaching Hukou...

This question is no longer important. There is no other choice but to go this way.

So the vanguard attacked Shimen, trying to open the Shimen passage, and the rearguard attacked Jiande, preparing to retreat when necessary.

Then Jiande also became a battlefield.

Of course, the resistance here had nothing to do with Yang Feng. It was obvious that the young and strong men below were organized by the gentry in the city themselves.

"Bring up the silver and save the county. Twenty taels of silver per person."

An old man in a red robe on the city wall shouted with a look as if his heart was bleeding.

Outside the city wall in front of them, Qing soldiers were climbing up a series of clearly newly constructed ladders. Behind the parapet, the young and strong men were chaotically throwing rocks and stabbing downwards with spears, while others were guarding cauldrons, pouring out golden liquid. Inside, the women were still dismantling houses and carrying bricks up the wall. Several men dressed as scholars, swords drawn, urged the young and strong men on, and from time to time, someone was shot and felled.

"Hold on! Reinforcements have already passed Chizhou, and Nanjing's 300,000-strong army is about to arrive!"

One of the middle-aged scholars shouted.

"The Qinglu were defeated!"

Suddenly a cry of surprise was heard.

He quickly looked down and saw the Qing soldiers climbing ladders outside the city wall. They were terrified as if they had seen a demon, rushing down like crazy, some even crashing into each other and falling. And those below were also looking at the sky with fear, and fleeing like crazy, as if there was something in the sky that frightened them to the core.

The Qing army, which was about to capture Jiande, retreated like the receding tide.

He looked up in astonishment and looked at the golden figure in the sky.

The others on the city wall were also staring in amazement.

"Why, you dare not kneel when you see me?"

Yang Feng shouted.

The old man suddenly came to his senses and knelt down without hesitation.

"I, the former Minister of Personnel, Zheng Sanjun, pay my respects to the Emperor Taizu Gao."

he shouted.

The old gentlemen like him quickly knelt down and shouted "Long live the emperor".

However, the scholars were still looking at each other in embarrassment.

Yang Feng snorted coldly.

The next moment, the scholars' knees seemed to be kicked from behind, and they all knelt down involuntarily.

"Student Wu Yingji, a student from Guichi, pays his respects to the Emperor Taizu Gao."

The middle-aged scholar said.

"Zheng Sanjun, you surrendered to the Qing demon before!"

Yang Feng shouted.

Zheng Sanjun lay there shivering.

"I think you know my rules. Anyone who surrenders to the Qing demon will be handed over to the punishment of the Lord Haotian."

Yang Feng said.

"My lord, I obey your order."

Zheng Sanjun said tremblingly.

Then he crawled forward to the parapet as if with great difficulty.

"I have failed the Emperor Taizu Gao and the late Emperor's grace. I have lost my virginity to the demon Qing, and I am willing to accept death."

He flipped out right after he said that.

However, he did not die from the fall. He just broke both his legs and fell there screaming. At his age, he would not survive for a few days if he was carried back with such injuries.

"Everyone else, except those who came with Wu Yingji, who previously surrendered to the Qing demons and hold official positions or honors, jump down. Your life and death will be decided by the Lord of Heaven. Don't think that just because you've defected once again, you can erase the past. I've already said that losing one's chastity is like losing one's virginity. Do you think you can repeat this?"

Yang Feng shouted.

At this moment, a large number of cavalry appeared at the mountain pass in the north.

The imperial cavalry from Nanjing finally arrived.

The gentry on the Jiande city wall walked towards the parapet crying, looking helplessly and sadly at Emperor Taizu Gao in the sky, and then at the indifferent people around them.

In the end, they all rolled out crying.

Wu Yingji and others were lying on the ground, trembling with fear and not daring to look up.

Of course they don't have to jump.

These were those who failed in their rebellion against the Qing in Chizhou and then fled to Dongdai, then blocked the Qing army in Dongdai, failed again and fled to Jiande. Of course, the main reason was that they already knew that there were hundreds of thousands of government troops behind the Qing army. Even some of the young and strong men from Chizhou who were ordered to pursue the Qing army from Chizhou also came here, and then happened to catch up with the Qing army trying to open Jiande and return to the Yangtze River.

So I had to resist again.

These people resisted very resolutely. In history, Wu Yingji and his entire family of more than 100 people died with him.

"Hold Jiande. The Qing monsters are trapped. It will take at most three days for our army to encircle them. On the day of victory, you will all receive the same reward as the various southern armies. Those who fight against the Qing monsters alive will receive a reward of 100 taels of silver. Those who die will receive 200 taels of silver for their families. Each Qing monster head will receive 100 taels of silver. I have already prepared 3 million taels for you in Nanchang. The Prince of Huai has also donated his property, and I will also ask the Prince of Yi to do the same. I have raised 10 million taels of silver for you. If you win, I will share the money with you."

Yang Feng shouted.

The young and strong men below roared excitedly.

(End of this chapter)