Chapter 854: Northern Slave Riot

Li Zuoche's idea is not a simple defense, but an active defense strategy. When facing the enemy snare unit. To eliminate or drive away as much as possible, so as not to bury the disaster for the future. Defense is not only about defense of major military objectives. At the same time, draw out a small amount of troops for an appropriate counterattack. Only then can the enemy retreat. Defend the entire city.

Before the arrival of the Qi army, one must encircle one's own city. This is Li Zuoche's idea.

"Who is in front?" a Qi army officer shouted loudly while riding on the horse.

"My own person, my own person." At this moment, a thin Yan nationality appeared in front of him. He held a white flag in his hand. Then he shouted loudly with both hands raised.

"Own?" Qi Jun officer whispered.

"Our own people, our own people. We are civilians in Yan Guocheng. We are here to welcome the arrival of Qi Jun." said the thin Yan Guoman.

"Haha." The Qi Jun officer smiled slightly.

"My lord, if you have a small one, you have to report it." The skinny Yan Guo immediately stepped forward and said.

"What's the matter? Hurry up," the officer said impatiently. When Qi Jun entered the city, he did not encounter any resistance. In fact, the civilians of Yan State were unable to organize a decent resistance force. Not only that, even with such resistance, it was invisibly consumed in the fight for the management of the city.

"Well, let us people like you. Have something to eat." The skinny Yan Guo took the opportunity to blackmail.

"Hehe." The officer smiled.

"Bang." Then he shot the Yan Guoren on the ground.

"Ah." The thin Yan Guoren knelt to the ground, frightened by the sudden gunfire.

"Sir, don't kill me. Adults don't kill me." The skinny Yan Guo immediately knelt down and begged loudly for mercy.

"Then tell me the news you got quickly. The benefits are indispensable for you." The officer yelled.

"Good. Good, good. Let me just say it." The thin Yan Guo said immediately.

"It seems, it seems to be a high official of the Qin State. It is the largest official among the civil officials, and he is now in the city." At this time, the Yan Guoren said immediately.

"Oh." The news came out. The officer immediately gasped. A high official of Qin State. It was still the largest official among the civil servants, so it was only the prime minister of Qin. The prime minister of Qin was in the city unexpectedly.

Thought of this. The officer and Qi Jun, who heard the news later, felt a little pressure. They didn't expect to run into a senior official of the Qin State.

"Is this true?" the officer asked immediately.

"It's true, it's true. People are still in the train station now. Or they are in the Qin Concession." The thin Yan Guo said immediately.

"Okay. You lead the way. Let's kill it." The officer shouted at this time. The officer completely ignored how many people there were in the Qin army at this time. What kind of weapons are there. These were all ignored by her invisibly. Instead, he rushed directly towards the target.

"This." At this time, the thin Yan Guoren hesitated.

"Bah." The officer vomited directly at this time.

"I can't do without your benefits." The officer cursed directly. Qi people look down upon such people who seek profit and betray the country. It is also a kind of contempt for the officer to throw up directly.

"Hurry up," the officer yelled with his gun.

"Yes, yes, let's go now." Talking about the skinny Yan nationality, he began to lead Qi Jun. Such things often happen. Qi Jun is used to it. In such an era, a person's character is closely related to the destiny of a country. If the interests of the individual are shot, the interests of the country will also be ranked behind.

"Da da da." Qi Jun's horseshoes were rushing towards their goal. The Qin Army at the other end had just entered a defensive state.

And in the north, the east and west Mengzhou military command headquarters. Qin Jun's alarm phone kept ringing.

"Ding ding ding ding." The phone rang continuously and quickly.

"What you said, I will report it to the Military Region Staff Headquarters immediately." An operator who answered the phone was answering the question on the opposite side of the phone.

"I know, I know you will report it to the staff, but the situation is very special now. I don't know why. The slaves seemed to have negotiated. There were so many riots overnight. They have killed several. The owner of the rancher. Our manpower has been sent out to suppress it. Now there is not enough manpower. I hope to send some reinforcements immediately, even militiamen.” The phone called loudly.

"I know." The operator said impatiently.

"Hey hey hey hey." The operator then picked up the ringing phone.

"Talk, hello, talk." The operator yelled into the phone a little impatiently.

"Really," the operator said.

"Pop." The phone was dropped.

"Hello." On the other operators, they talked in the same way on the phone, and everyone was busy.

"Papa. Papa." Next to the telegraph. A large number of telegraphers watched the telegraph machine sending and receiving various telegram content.

"Papa." All the telegraphers were busy. The information processing officer walking back and forth also found it strange. The amount of information processing at this time has far exceeded their carrying capacity. There was no such horrible situation even during the war. The officer thought there was a problem.

And all over the north. The battle is getting hotter.

"Huha, huha," a group of tattered slaves shouted loudly. They brandished various weapons in their hands.

There are wooden sticks, guns, various tools, shovels, and pickaxes. All kinds of things are used as weapons to bring them together.

"Kiligulu." A leader who stood on a carriage shouted loudly. I don't know what was said, but it must be related to what they are doing now. These things are to unite to resist the oppression and enslavement of the Qin State.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh They began to roar in waves. They want to oppose Qin's oppression.

In the distance, a raging fire started in the warehouse of a ranch in Qin State, and some damp pastures were set alight. The thick smoke that came out floated over the grassland. The war on the grassland has begun again.

"Shooting." And in a militia military station in Qin State. The improvised militias are resisting the slaves against the army's attack.

"Tutu Tutu Tutu." Continuous firing of machine guns is extremely detrimental to machine guns, but now the militias simply cannot take care of these.

"Ah." The slave who rushed up was shot mercilessly by Qin Jun's machine gun. However, behind them there are more slaves rushing up quickly. The militia faced considerable pressure.

"Bang. Bang." The Qin Army machine gun fired mercilessly. Some bullets also hit the Qin army's position.

"Ah." A local militiaman was hit.

"Damn it. Come on. Someone has been hit." The person next to him shouted loudly.

"I'll take a look." At this time, a local veterinarian who temporarily served as an ambulance on the battlefield rushed over.

"Damn it, the bullet is still in the body, we have to take it out." The medical soldier looked at the wound and said.

"Then do it quickly," the militiaman on the side shouted loudly.

"Well, I'm a veterinarian anyway," the medical soldier said. And what everyone said to such an ambulance soldier was not serious at all, because it would be good to survive the injury on the battlefield.

"Where did those guns come from?" a militiaman shouted loudly.

"Ooo. Ooo." The bullet flew over.

"Some of our ranchers were killed. Where did these weapons come from," a militiaman explained.

"Oh my God," another militiaman said.

This situation is still happening everywhere.

"Ah." A rough slave rushed over at this moment.

"Bang." The slave slammed open the door with his majestic body. Rush into the manor of the rancher of Qin State.

"Bang, bang. Bang." Then there was a burst of gunfire. The rough slave was shot. But it did not fall.

"Ah." The pain of the bullet entering the body made the slave go crazy, and he began to rush towards the rancher of Qin State.

"Yeah." The other slaves who followed up rushed in in a swarm.

"Bang." The slave who rushed to the front was killed. But the other slaves who followed up quickly rushed over.

"Kill." The rancher used a bayonet rifle to assassinate a slave who was about to enter the house.

"Puff." The bayonet stabbed into the slave's body fiercely.

"Ah." The slave fell down with a scream. The slave who followed up suddenly jumped in. They fought fiercely together. Although Qin people are brave and cruel. But the nomadic tribes in the north are the same. On the physical side. Their power is more prominent.

"Puff." The result of the battle soon became clear. With an absolute advantage in numbers, the slaves quickly killed the rancher, and the ranch family was also destroyed. The whole family was killed, despite fierce resistance. But the slave's retaliation was even more brutal.

It was through this crazy act of revenge that they severely cracked down on Qin's slavery.

At this time, Meng Tian was sitting on the sofa of the General Staff, thinking quietly. Looking at the situation reflected in all aspects. The north of Qin State is facing an unprecedented crisis. How did these crises erupt? Meng Tian himself is not clear, but one thing is certain, that is, it is a mess now. How messy is this situation. Meng Tian still didn't know, but what should he do, Meng Tian began to have an idea.

The situation does not allow this crazy going on. The reason can be found after the fact, but the problem must be solved now.

So Meng Tian began to plan his steps step by step. And in the Guanzhong area in the distance. The telegraph machine of Qin's General Staff received the emergency telegram from the north of Qin State.