More than 300 heads, and the bones of Jin Zhijun sent back after Ling Chi...

He should actually be ashes.

But it is difficult for those gentry to have too intuitive feelings, so Governor Yang kept his skeleton with great flavour and then transported it back to Suzhou to Zhaoyao and let his family collect his body.

This works very well.

The officials and gentry in Suzhou immediately woke up after appreciating the bloody skeleton.

Moreover, the Huishan front line regiments refused to continue attacking. No matter how the gentry encouraged them, the salaries refused to continue attacking. They did not want Governor Yang to behead him, and they actually did not have the ability to continue attacking. In fact, Wuxi also moved into defense again. Fortunately, the militia areas were crossing there as barriers, otherwise the Red Turban Army would have troops to Wuxi, and there were not many regiments there, mainly recruiting soldiers urgently recruited by Deputy General Wusong and military households collected by various guards.

They were even more shattered.

Moreover, the generals were afraid of angering Governor Yang and chopped them down.

As for Jiangyin...

Jiangyin is still in a fierce battle.

"I'm still in the red cannon!"

Yang Xin stood on his dragon boat and looked at Jiangyin City ahead with interest.

The army attacking here was not under his command. He was indeed the governor of military affairs, but there was also a governor of the grain transport opposite, who also had military power. Lu Zhaoxiong directly collected the grain transport army from Jiangbei on the grounds that the Red Turban Army blocked the grain transport. In addition, the messy armed forces urgently pieced together by gentry in Taixing, eastern Jiangyin, Nantong and other places launched a fierce attack on Jiangyin.

He even used the Red Cannon.

The Red Turban Army and the militia in the city defended Jiangyin.

Amid the rumbling cannons, ten red cannons kept spraying flames, and as the smoke filled the smoke, the shells roared through the sky, collapsing on the brick-covered city wall. As the shells continued to hit, the city wall ten feet wide was beyond recognition. The collapsed bricks and rammed earth piled up a wide ramp below the city wall, and the remaining section of the city wall at the top of the ramp was shaking.

This scene is like the bloody battle more than 20 years later in history.

Both armies inside and outside the city were waiting.

However, the combat effectiveness of the gentry being forced to be surprised by Yang Xin.

This Red Cannon has been used very skillfully.

In addition, the equipment level of the regiment trainees is also excellent. The proportion of bird guns and turtledove guns is very high. The commanding green insects are obviously not weak. Weapons are not rare, because Xu Guangqi always controlled the Ministry of Industry, and arms procurement must have turned here in large quantities. Moreover, the opening of Songjiang port for a year has shown the prototype of a trade center. The gathering of materials from all over the country has also led to the development of the industry there, including arms manufacturing.

The high-quality steel smelted in Wuhu is transported to Songjiang, where the factory is turned into muskets and cannons, and then sold to compradors of the Ministry of Works headed by Xu Sun and others. This is an industry that many people are jealous of.

What mainly competes with them are the iron factories in Hejian that were developed during the construction of the three halls.

There is also Foshan.

Then there is Yang Xin’s Gegu factory.

The Ming Dynasty is forming four private military-industry groups.

Therefore, the cannons and firearms in these regiments are not rare, and the quality is very good. After all, they still have strong competitors. Xu Guangqi does control the Ministry of Industry, but behind the Hejian iron plant is Jiu Qiansui, behind the Gegu factory is Yang Dudu, and Foshan iron plant...

Those iron plants in Foshan do not participate in the competition in the north, but they are still the most popular among the people.

But just being well equipped was not enough to make Yang Xin feel the changes in the gentry. The green insects who commanded the regiments had a little military level that surprised him.

"Who is the command of these group training?"

He said curiously.

"When I returned to the governor, Jiangyin Tuanlian was actually organized by the gentry who escaped. The leader was Xu Xiake of the Xu family. The Xu family was a Jiangyin family. Xu Xia Hakka alone had 5,000 acres of paddy fields. The Xu family was in Zhutang, so they naturally tried their best to block the Red Turban Army. As for the Taixing Tuanlian, the gentry of Taizhou, was organized by Zhu Changyuan, the son of Fujian Governor Zhu Yifeng. Tongzhou Tuanlian was actually pieced together by gentry in Tongzhou, Haimen, Chongming and other places. The leader was Chen Tingyang, a student of Chongming. The red cannon was brought from Songjiang. It is said that there were also Western artillery officials."

Li Zhong behind him said.

"All of them are young people!"

Governor Yang sighed.

It was obvious that his fire burned a bunch of acquaintances.

But the latter was also helpless, who asked him to ignite the fire in his hometown?

Especially for Xu Xiake, who is doing a good job of travelers, pursuing poetry and distant places, he insists on destroying his ideals.

The Xu family is in Zhutang!

Twenty or thirty miles away from the front line, just like Du Yinxi's family is only ten miles away from the bridge. If they don't stand up and fight to the death, would they let him divide the land? He divided the 5,000 acres of paddy fields in Xu Xia's Hakka. How could Xu Xiake go to search for poetry and the distance? Not only his family, but his brother's family's property is more. After his great-great-great-grandfather Xu Jing and Tang Bohu were imprisoned together, the Xu family's property was not affected at all. When he died, he left the branch of Xu Xiake's great-grandfather, which was spread to the two brothers of Xu Xiake's generation.

Later, after Xu Xiake's death, his family was eaten by tenants during the Battle of Jiangyin.

If we don't resist now, we probably don't have to wait for another twenty years. I'm afraid that in two days the tenants and serfs of the Xu family will have to eat his family's wealthy family and divide his family's 5,000 acres of paddy fields.

At that time, I was still pursuing a lot of poetry and distant places.

It's hard for his four wives to eat.

As for Zhu Changyuan, he organized rebel army rescue in Jiangbei during the Battle of Jiangyin in history, and it goes without saying that Chen Tingyang is the only one who has loyal and righteous people must stand up at this time. What’s more important is that they are behind Xu Xiake and others and do not solve the Red Turban Army. On the land behind them, the tenants and serfs will also take this as an example.

They are all sensible people.

At this time, they must stand up. What they defend is not the country, but everything about them, but their power that continues to overtake the people, and they continue to overtake the people from generation to generation.

This is a class battle.

Yang Xin just watched quietly.

Amid the sound of muffled thunder, a shell suddenly hit the top of the city wall. With the splash of rammed earth, the wreckage of the city wall that had been supported to the last section collapsed.

The sound of attacking drums suddenly rang.

The group trainees who formed a formation and waited, holding shields and knives, rushed forward like a tide.

"Give me clothes!"

Yang Xin said.

Obviously he is going to appear in another identity.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

Li Zhong suddenly said.

Yang Xin immediately turned his head and saw a red flag behind him. The surging Red Turban Army and militia, with the momentum of sweeping everything, quickly covering the field still in the cold winter.

The team trainers who were attacking Jiangyin stopped immediately.

With flags waving behind them, all the officials and regiments besieging Jiangyin were rushing to array, and even the red barbarian cannons turned around. Soon, the two sides were less than a mile away. At this time, Yang Xin was too lazy to change any clothes, and he continued to watch the battle there. He needed a battle to teach the gentry a hard lesson, just like the Yixing regiments are obedient now. If the regiments are defeated here, then the gentry around him will probably be obedient next.

As for the deaths of thousands...

Then die, no bloody battle will not solve the problem in the end.

Peace is always fought.

Just under his gaze, the government army and the regiments quickly formed a defensive formation, and even the red barbarian cannons began to fire at the Red Turban Army.

The whistling shells immediately hit the Red Turban Army.

But the latter did not stop at all. They had some combat experience, all of them all battalions and spear formations. Because of the lack of training and formation, they could not maintain them even more during the rushing. In fact, they were gangs composed of countless spear soldiers. They did not have any long-range weapons. Although they did have crossbows and bows, and even many captured muskets, the opposite was the Red Barbarian cannon. Can long-range weapons be compared to this? They were rushing head-on with spears. This was also the Red Turban Army's most skilled, and even the only skilled tactics.

They were a group of farmers who were rushed to arm.

They don't know anything else.

They are precisely not sure how to fight.

But they have the courage to die in order to defend their land. They are not afraid of death, because they can get good life for future generations when they die.

So they don't need to understand anything else.

They knew that they rushed towards the enemy with their spears at full speed. No matter whether the enemy used artillery bullets or bows, they just kept moving forward in a straight line and not stopped. No matter how many people around them fell, they would continue to rush.

Screaming and moving forward bravely.

Yang Xin silently looked at the Red Turban Army who were shouting and moving forward bravely in the splatter of flesh and blood as the shells hit. No one stopped, no one shrunk, no one fled. Everyone's spear pointed forward and bravely moved forward against the guns that were spraying flames. The red cannon could not stop them. The red cannons, which had to be replaced with shotguns in just two rounds. After the shotgun was fired, the gunner was already running away. The Fran machine gunner who fired two rounds of shotguns at the same time was also running away.

Then there is the turtledove gun.

The turtledove gunman who had fought for the round ran away without hesitation.

Then there were bird guns, more than two thousand bird guns were fired in scattered. After the attack, they still ran away quickly because they had no time to load.

Then there are cold weapons...

There were no cold weapons anymore, and the cold weapons soldiers behind them ran away with the bird gunner.

Behind them was a spear that seemed like an endless stream, accompanied by the roars that resounded through the sky. The 20,000 Red Turban Army was like surging waves. In less than three minutes, it charged for more than 500 meters, and then instantly submerged them in the escape of the government army and the regiment...

“War is sometimes simple.”

Yang Xin said.

Li Zhong behind him looked at the scene with shocking eyes.

"Just not be afraid of death!"
Chapter completed!