Da da da!
On the mountain path, hundreds of people riding on war horses, holding weapons, marched quickly in the wind and rain.
From the armor on them, it can be recognized that they are the imperial army, but each of them has a gray-white linen tied on his forehead, which is now a symbol of treason.
They were a group of farmers, equipped with sickles, hammers, knives, guns, sticks and clubs. Some even used pots and pans at home as shields, and many used pitchforks and hoes as weapons.
In order to distinguish between friend and foe, a piece of cloth would be wrapped around the forehead. The most common cloth worn by ordinary people was gray-white linen.
Also called the Commoner Army.
Today the common people have been defeated, but the world is full of common people.
Xu He rebelled for six months, but he could not save the world. He just added fuel to the fire.
Horse hooves kicked up mud as a team of more than a hundred people stopped at a deserted village. There were no corpses on the ground, and only immovable items were left in the houses. It was obvious that they had gone to escape the disaster.
"Stay here overnight. If you keep getting wet, you might catch a cold."
Several soldiers of the Bu Yi army carefully carried Xu He into the house and placed him on the bed. Then they dismantled a relatively dry window, broke it and lit a bonfire.
The temperature gradually rose and the soldiers no longer shivered from the cold.
Xu He coughed lightly a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and looked gloomy, as if he would not live long.
"tractor."
"Master, Tieniu is here."
A strong man named Tie Niu stepped forward. He was originally a blacksmith and one of the refugees who fled the famine. He was also one of the first to join the rebellion and could be considered Xu He's confidant.
"I lost." Xu He sighed softly, as if feeling endless helplessness.
"All those damn traitors! If they hadn't been instigated by those shitty officials, they would have opened the city gates on their own initiative! And those sons of bitches, the master was clearly doing this for them, but after getting a few dollars, they didn't want to rebel!"
Tie Niu's face suddenly turned red, he clenched his huge fists, and the anger made his facial muscles look extremely ferocious.
"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!"
The commoner army was disorderly, but Xu He was no fool. He had some innate knowledge since he was young and could learn many things without a teacher.
For example, the gun skills he used to kill the officials and rebel that day, he was just stabbing randomly at first, but in just a few seconds it seemed like he had opened up the Ren and Du meridians, and he learned all the gun skills without a teacher.
Almost none of those seemingly strong and muscular imperial soldiers could withstand a single blow from him.
It was also because of Xu He's bravery that the commoner army was able to advance so quickly. In this corrupt and chaotic world, the court's soldiers had long been rotten to the core, and as long as Xu He charged into battle, almost all of them would be defeated.
He can't kill many people by himself, but he can boost the courage of the whole army.
Sometimes what matters in war is courage.
Xu He was full of vigor and ambition at that time, but everything was gone in the blink of an eye.
Now lying on the bed with his last breath, Xu He shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't blame them. If we could survive, who would rebel? But those masters don't want us to live?"
"They just want to live, don't blame them, don't blame them..."
Xu He knew that those ordinary people were only brave for a moment and would give up immediately once they faced the slightest resistance.
Just like now, the imperial court only needs to shout "only kill the leader of the bandits" outside the city gate, and those civilians who are grateful to them will want to cut off their own heads.
Because he couldn't defeat the court.
When those killing machines that were fed with refined rice and white flour arrived, the so-called hundreds of thousands of civilian soldiers were nothing but loose sand that shattered at the slightest touch.
It's a very simple truth.
"We still have a chance."
Xu Henan sat up with difficulty, picked up a branch and drew a map on the ground.
"At first I was ready to die. The peasant uprising cannot be called a rebellion. The most fundamental purpose of the uprising is to make everyone unable to survive and let the higher-ups know the situation below. Often the greater the damage caused, the greater the possibility of saving the world."
This was the thought that suddenly popped up in Xu He's mind, and it was also the main driving force for him to take action at that time.
The peasant uprisings did not bear the responsibility of changing the world; in essence they were for destruction, to clear out the aristocratic families, and to provide people with food to eat.
Throughout the dynasties, no matter whether peasant uprisings were successful or not, the living conditions of ordinary people would eventually improve. If they did not improve, the destruction would continue until the moment of improvement.
Either the old dynasty is reformed or a new dynasty is established.
A three hundred year dynasty and a thousand year family.
When Xu He saw the troops coming from all over the world, he discovered something else.
Now only a new dynasty can be established.
The army does not belong to the imperial court at all, they all belong to aristocratic families.
"Since you are establishing a new dynasty, why don't you let me come? If the gentry in this world can be chosen, why can't I, a commoner, be chosen?"
Tie Niu said: "But we only have about a hundred people."
"An uprising depends on the situation, a rebellion depends on the people. Although I have only a hundred people, I am better than the million people I had ten days ago."
Xu He's dejected look disappeared, his eyes sparkling with energy. In an instant, all the soldiers present were infected, and the fear in their hearts was mostly gone.
This is how leaders sometimes make the difference between victory and defeat.
If even Xu He is in despair, it will be difficult for their followers to muster the fighting spirit.
"When the world talks about heroes, it's you and me. We should fight for the people of the world, establish eternal peace, equality in all industries, and no one is good or bad."
Xu He's spirit and energy seemed to be revived, turning into a blazing flame. He vaguely saw a general, a white-haired veteran.
His name is Li Wuqu, and he must be the Wuqu star that came to the world.
If you are born with knowledge, you should establish eternal peace.
The civilian soldiers surrounding him were like moths to a flame.
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