Chapter 64: Miao Army On August 15th, at Baiqiling on Jiande Road, tens of thousands of Huguang mountain residents wore dog-head masks and worshiped the moon.
Several dark yellow bonfires jumped up on the top of the mountain, like stars in the sky, forming a long string far apart from each other.
The long and low sound of the horn, followed by the beating of the bonfire, echoed in the mountains, "woo woo woo woo woo woo," like the souls of the ancestors calling, soothing the restless hearts on the hillside.
As if guided by the sound of the horn, the golden moonlight sprinkled down from mid-air, illuminating the naked upper bodies of the mountain people and the various bone ornaments hanging around their waists.
Some bones have been aged for a long time, and the surface has been worn into a dark black layer, making it difficult to distinguish their location and origin.
However, some bone ornaments are shining with a dazzling pale color, and the edges are still faintly glowing with bright red.
The smell of rotting flesh and blood is certainly not very pleasant.
However, the mountain people did not think there was anything strange about the smell emanating from the white bone ornaments.
Under the leadership of priests at all levels on the hillside, they continued to worship in front of the moonlight.
The accessories around their waists collided with each other with their every move, making a continuous sound of "swishing, swishing".
Suddenly, the high priest sitting next to the fire at the top opened his eyes and pointed his crutch towards the dense forest not far away.
All the horns around me changed to another kind of rapid melody at this moment.
"Ah oh, ow, ow, ah oh, wow oh oh oh," all the mountain people jumped up, shouting, and imitating the movements of various beasts.
Either a giant bear, a wild wolf, a leopard, a tiger or other predators, baring their teeth and claws in the dense forest.
A few selected strongest mountain men rushed forward carrying a black buffalo.
In front of a stone platform facing the dense forest, he knelt down on his knees.
An elder with countless feathers on his head and hundreds of beast teeth hanging on his neck quickly rushed from the high priest's side and thrust forward with a sharp sword, just before the strong men. on the shoulder, piercing the heart of the buffalo.
"Moo" the dying buffalo let out a very short moan.
Immediately, the four hooves twitched, and hot blood spurted out along the knife edge.
The strong men carrying the buffalo relied entirely on their own strength to control the buffalo's struggle.
Always aim the blade of the knife at the full moon above your head.
In an instant, the gushing column of blood and the golden full moon together painted an extremely strange picture in the mountains and fields.
The mountain wind suddenly blew up, causing the blood column in mid-air to sway and splash in all directions.
The scarlet blood mist dyed the moonlight red, dyed the sky red, and dyed every pair of confused eyes around it red.
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” the horn sound became long and desolate again.
The mountain people bowed to the full moon, worshiped again, and worshiped again.
Everyone’s face was filled with incomparable piety.
The high priest slowly walked toward the lifeless buffalo amid the sound of the horn.
He picked up another sharp knife, cut open the belly of the buffalo, took out the internal organs, and muttered something.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and shouted a spell that no one could understand into the night sky, "Waahahahahahahahaha" "Waahahaha no ahaha" "Waahahaha no ahaha" "Waahahaha no ahaha" The surrounding priests of all levels sang loudly at the same time.
Holding various bone utensils, they danced beside the fire.
"Dong dong dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong" the short drum sound exploded, and "dang dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong" was matched by the monotonous sound of gongs.
Then came the sound of horns, the sound of singing, chanting, and the resonance of the night wind in the mountains blowing through the dense forest.
All the mountain people seemed to be drunk, twisting their bodies, shaking their heads, and dancing to the sound.
In an instant, he forgot the moisture in the mountains, the appearance of his hometown, the brother he had lost along the way, and everything he should have remembered.
His eyes were only as red as blood.
They originally lived in the mountains of western Hunan and had little contact with the surrounding ethnic groups.
But an edict issued by the Mongolian and Yuan court four years ago completely changed their lives.
They originally made a living by fishing and hunting, and had no idea what war was.
However, Yang Zhengheng, the chieftain of Feishan Village, encouraged them to pick up all kinds of weapons and bid farewell to their hometown forever.
They didn't originally belong to the same mountain, and they never considered each other to be of the same race.
But the several carts of silk and satin from the Meng Yuan government gave them a common name, "Miao Army".
Those officials had no time to distinguish between the Miao people, the Liao people, the Tong people, the Dong corvee, the Wuman and the Hei Te, so they all gave them one name, Zhu Miao.
Then he asked the clan chiefs and priests to lead them to follow Feishan Chieftain Yang Zhengheng and his son and fight out of the mountains.
Fight from the mountains to the plains, and then fight from the plains into Wuchang City.
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Then he followed the Yang family and his son and traveled thousands of miles.
A group of people died, and another group were recruited from the mountains of their hometown.
Recruit a group, kill another group, and then recruit another group Over the past few years, the "seedlings" have used their own blood to extinguish the fire of resistance everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River.
They have also used their own blood to dye the brocade robes of the Yang family and their sons red.
Yang Zhengheng, the great chieftain of Feishan Man, lived in the post of Youcheng of Huguang Province and died "gloriously" in battle.
His son Yang Tongguan was given the name Yang Wan by the imperial court, and he went from being a volunteer soldier to deputy marshal of the Xuanwei Department in Huguang, to Xuanwei envoy in western Zhejiang, General Hussar, and Youcheng of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.
His official positions were like the full moon in the sky.
Rising rapidly as well.
The price the seedlings paid for this was that more than 60,000 young men died in battle, more than 10,000 young men were missing, and more than 3,000 young men were blind, missing arms and legs, living in the mountains relying on wild vegetables and Wild fruits suffer for the rest of their lives.
However, the clan leaders, village owners, cave owners and priests said that this was an instruction from the gods.
Only by following Chief Yang and his son and defeating all the enemies outside the mountain will the gods continue to bless them, allowing the grains in the fields to grow smoothly, allowing the mother beasts in the mountains to successfully give birth to their little ones, and allowing each mountain village to continue to thrive.
Otherwise, the gods will punish them, causing wildfires to fall from the sky, black water to emerge from the earth, demons and ghosts to walk in the mountains, and crushing all the villages to the ground.
The "seedlings" never disobeyed the wishes of their clan leaders and priests.
They could only bury their companions who had grown up together, pull out knives from the enemy's corpses, pick up bows and arrows from the pool of blood, and continue to follow Yang and his son.
Running around behind him.
Fight from Wuchang to Anqing, from Anqing to Xinzhou, from Xinzhou to Quzhou, and then from Quzhou to Jiande.
Jiande is very mountainous, and the terrain is very much like their hometown.
The starry sky in Jiande is low and the moonlight is bright, which is very much like their hometown.
But most of them can never go back.
During their years of fighting, they learned to collect property from corpses.
During their years of fighting, they learned to forcibly collect food from people's homes.
They were self-taught and learned to deceive, betray and doubt each other.
They followed Yang Wanzhe, the young master of the Yang family, and turned everything they passed into a white field.
Then he walked away laughing, not caring about the desperate eyes behind him.
Their wallets are getting bigger and bigger, but their souls are getting heavier and heavier.
They don’t know when they will die, nor do they know when the days in front of them will come to an end.
They are restless every day, eager to use the blood of their companions to extinguish the anger in their hearts.
They peeled off the complete bones from the corpses of the Red Turban Army and made them into various ornaments and magic weapons, but they were unable to drive away the ghosts behind them and give themselves peace overnight.
Only on the day when the full moon comes, they can calm themselves down temporarily.
On this day, the priests of each village and cave, as well as the high priest designated by the court, will hold a grand moon worship ceremony, offer sacrifices to the ancestors, and offer treasures to the gods in exchange for the protection of the ancestors and gods. .
When the moonlight shone like water on their naked chests, each "Zhu Miao" felt as if he had been washed clean, and his body and soul became relaxed.
Then, the next morning, they picked up the knives again, followed the clan leader and priests, followed Chieftain Yang's battle flag, and pounced on the next target.
"Brother, after this battle is over, can we go home?"
Long after the crazy ceremony ended, a weak voice sounded in the shadow somewhere at the foot of the mountain.
"It should be okay.
I heard from Kong Songmaxian that if we win this battle, Chieftain Yang will be promoted to the King of Ten Thousand Mountains.
He has already become the King of Ten Thousand Mountains, how could he not go back and see" He was called "A Meng Dan, the tenth captain of "Brother", opened his eyes and whispered comfort in a way that the tribesmen around him could understand.
King of Mountains was compiled by him at random.
In fact, according to Kong Song Ma Xian, it should be Huguang Pingzhang Political Affairs.
But Meng Dan doesn't think there is anything to do in serious matters.
Lio people belong to the mountains, and the countless mountains in his hometown are priceless treasures.
As for the plains and cities, those were the places of the Han and Mongols.
The Liao people were not used to living there and did not know how to adapt.
"Kong Song Ma Xian's statement may not be accurate.
He is not allowed to listen to Feng Nan Xiaoluo."
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In the night, another old voice sounded faintly, which sounded particularly depressing to human ears.
The other seedlings heard this and immediately retorted, "Ada, what are you talking about?
Kong Song's hemp thread is not an ordinary hemp thread.
He can speak Han people's language and even carried the sliding pole for Commander Zhang."
"That's right, if he can walk around Commander Zhang, he will definitely hear more than us."
"Isn't that right?
Military Master Zhang knows divination and can calculate the enemy's position using turtle shells."
Xiao Luo, Ma Xian, and Brother are the powerful people in the army.
It is equivalent to the thousand households, hundreds of households and ten captains on the government side.
But military advisor, in the native language of the "Zhu Miao" people, has the same meaning as in Chinese.
It is said that a long time ago, there was a wise strategist named Zhuge.
He defeated the king of the mountains and did not bring destruction to the mountains, but brought wheat seeds and hoes to the mountain people.
Therefore, in the eyes of the mountain people, the military advisor is second only to the chieftain and the high priest.
Every word and deed has supreme authority.
Their current military advisor is named Zhang Yu, who is said to be a peerless wise man.
Not long ago, the clever plan to lure tens of thousands of Red Turban soldiers into the woods and burn them alive came from this person.
Therefore, many recruits feel that this person has obtained the true inheritance of Zhuge Military Advisor and is omnipotent.
Of course, what you say can be fulfilled.
Note 1 However, in the eyes of veteran Ada, the authority of his own military advisor has been greatly compromised.
I saw him stretching hard, curling his lips and adding angrily: "Military advisor, that Han Chinese named Zhang is also worthy of being outside Wuchang City.
When the chieftain ordered all their compatriots to be buried alive, he watched from the side.
He is happier than anyone else.
He doesn’t even know who his ancestors are.
He doesn’t have any credibility in what he says.
Just let it go and forget about it.”
Note 2 Note 1: Zhang Yu, a great talent in the late Yuan Dynasty.
Yang Wanzhe, the leader of the Miao army, heard of his name and hired him as his staff.
The Miao army's military discipline was corrupted, and wherever it went, it caused harm to the local area "especially than the red scarf".
“The Miao barbarians are rugged and fierce, and they can’t control the daily affairs.”; “The Miao army has no discipline and loots without mercy, leaving no trace of their mistakes.”
After Jiaxing City experienced the rebellion of Yang Wanzhi’s Miao army, “the city was burnt with fire.”
Two out of three people will be destroyed, and seven out of ten people will be killed.”
But Zhang Dacai turned a blind eye to this.
And he often wrote poems praising Yang Wanzhe's unparalleled martial arts.
After Yang Wanzhe was defeated, Zhang Yu returned to seclusion.
Zhu Yuanzhang called him out of the mountain, but he declined because he thought Zhu Yuanzhang was from a humble background.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that he was old, he said casually: "You have time to spare" and sent him back with a generous reward.
From then on, Zhang Yu called himself the "Old Man Ke Xian" and flaunted Zhu Yuanzhang's "oral edict" everywhere.
He died without illness at the age of eighty-three.
Note 2: The Miao Army is not just the Miao people.
The Yuan Dynasty officials called the mountain people of all ethnic groups recruited Miao Army.
Among them, Yang Wanzhe's team has the most powerful combat power and destructive power
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