The Nameless of the Common Clans

After Chen Mo settled down and visited his mother, he quickly fell asleep. From the time he was forced to leave his hometown until now, his spirit has been tense and he has never slept peacefully. Now that he is completely safe, he feels that deep feeling Fatigue came over him, and he slept soundly that night, but for others inside and outside Quyang City, it was a sleepless night.

Zhou Fang obviously did not expect that he originally wanted to use Liu Sandao to establish his authority, but in the end, although he was killed, his authority could not be established. Instead, the camp he used to isolate the inside and outside was taken advantage of and breached. The hungry refugees began to run wildly in the military camp. Although the Taiping soldiers killed many people, more and more people came around after hearing the news, as if there was no end.

Why is this so?

Zhou Fang still can't figure out why the strategy that has always been successful since the uprising has been frustrated one after another under this small Quyang City in just a few days?

"Qu Shuai, hurry up and leave!" Several Taiping Religion generals rushed up and said with a sad look on their faces: "It's all in chaos, our people have been scattered a lot! We can't control it now!"

Zhou Fang's face turned a little pale. The wealth he finally earned was now gone in one battle. An army of tens of thousands of people had nothing left overnight. This gap made it difficult for him to accept. The most important thing was that , if he loses these tens of thousands of troops, as soon as the news gets out, the cities he occupies will probably be robbed immediately.

The management of the Taiping Religion is indeed loose, and the system does not have much binding force on the followers. Even if he is Zhang Jiao's registered disciple and Xiaoqushuai under Lei Gong's account, if there is no army, the end will be miserable, but like now It is impossible to command tens of thousands of soldiers and command and be respected by others.

While they were talking, a fire broke out in the camp behind them. In the light of the fire, there were many figures, fighting each other. Some were killing Taiping believers, while others were taking the opportunity to rob Zhou Fang's supplies.

There are only a few hundred people around Zhou Fang. Although they are all elites, in this kind of night battlefield, facing tens of thousands of people fighting in a melee, if they don't get out in time, they may soon be trapped in the melee and be wasted.

"Let's go!" Looking at the chaotic scene around him, Zhou Fang gritted his teeth and rushed out with his troops.

Someone recognized him in the crowd. If he could get Zhou Fang's head to go to the court, it would be a big achievement.

In the chaos, there were fewer and fewer people around Zhou Fang, and the fighting continued to repeat all around. It was no longer a conflict between the Taiping Religion and these refugees. The refugees also began to fight for supplies or heads.

The Shura Field with tens of thousands of people was just outside Quyang City at the beginning, and has been spreading in all directions. Standing at the top of Quyang City, one can clearly see that the scale of the fighting is constantly spreading.

"I didn't expect that the Han Dynasty would be brought into chaos by such a mob!" Zhang Chao looked at this scene on the female wall without much joy.

"It's not that simple." Zang Hong sighed. The Taiping Rebellion was so huge and such a large-scale operation was impossible to hide from the court. Zang Hong found out many clues during his tenure. He also wrote to the imperial court, but all the memorials he sent fell into the sea. Who was the obstructionist during this period? Now that the war is going on, it is no longer possible to find out. Even if the Taiping Sect is eventually suppressed soon, based on Zang Hong's speculation, I'm afraid In the end, they just introduced some scapegoats.

This thing cannot be investigated. If we really want to investigate it thoroughly, the Taiping Sect has been active in various places since the Xiping period, with followers all over the world. If we really investigate, 99% of these Han officials will be involved.

Thinking of this, Zang Hong suddenly felt frustrated. Who should be blamed for such a situation?

mob? Indeed, but when the world was thrown into chaos by a group of rabble, when did the big man become so weak?

"What should we do next?" Zhang Chao asked.

"We have limited manpower to close the Internet cafe. We will send people to persuade them tomorrow. We will persuade as many as we can to settle the refugees and restore people's livelihood. Although the Taiping Sect is in chaos, this is not its main battlefield." Zang Hong said with a hint of anger on his face. Tired: "It's time for all parties to counterattack. The Taiping Sect's momentum has been exhausted. The next step is to wait for the court's order."

The melee lasted until early in the morning, and the fighting outside the city gradually subsided. Many refugees came to the city to beg for surrender. They stood on the city wall and looked up, but they saw devastation everywhere.

"Let's open the city!" Zang Hong walked down the parapet and said to Zhang Chao tiredly: "Send people to lobby all parties. Yesterday I raised a lot of money and food with the gentry in the city. Those who are willing to return home can pay the money and food and leave on their own. , willing to stay here..."

Zhang Chao nodded and said: "After this battle, the area around Quyang is empty. It's the time to hire people. But when we build new villages, those fields..."

"Inform the squires in the city that if they are willing to contribute funds to help rebuild, they can divide the land, but these refugees need to be resettled by them." Zang Hong thought for a while and said.

Land is a good thing. After this battle, it is impossible to count how many people died, but the vacant fields have become ownerless. Now that Quyang needs to be rebuilt, it is the fastest and most stable way to use these fields to get those wealthy gentry to invest. The way of the human heart.

Of course, some of these properties should be retained and handed over to the court. As for how much, that is Zhang Chao's business.

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Chen Mo fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning the next day.

The unfamiliar environment, whether it was the bed under him or the table furnishings in the room, was something he had never seen before. Such an environment was somewhat embarrassing.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Just as Chen Mo was looking around blankly, a sudden voice beside him startled him.

Turning around, he saw a girl dressed as a maid.

"What are you doing here!?" Chen Mo subconsciously took out his sharp knife. This was an instinct he had honed over the past few months.

"As ordered by the master of the house, I serve the young master." The maid bowed and said.

"No need." Chen Mo shook his head, a little unaccustomed to having people around him.

"Can……"

"Get out!" Chen Mo's face was a little cold. Someone stayed beside him all night, but he didn't notice it at all. This made him, who was always alert, a little uncomfortable.

"Here!" The maid's eyes were a little red, but she still obediently bowed to Chen Mo and placed a tray with clothes next to Chen Mo.

"Is this... mine?" Chen Mo frowned.

"The clothes the master of the house has prepared for the young master. In addition, the master of the house has ordered that the master should take a bath and change clothes after he wakes up." The maid bowed.

"Where's my mother?" Chen Mo remembered saying a few words to his mother last night, and fell asleep immediately after feeling sleepy. At this moment, he couldn't wait to see someone.

"I am talking to the master of the house, young master..." The maid hesitated and said, "A bathtub has been prepared for the young master. Do you want to take a bath?"

"No, you go out first. I've changed my clothes and taken me to see my mother." Chen Mo shook his head. He used to be busy farming in the countryside for most of the year. How could he have time and energy to take a bath? It's good to be able to bathe once a month. In the summer, it's more often. I go to the river with everyone, so using a bathtub exclusively for bathing is a bit repulsive to Chen Mo.

"Here!" The maid bowed again and bowed out of the room.