Chapter 1012 A fishing guy is definitely not an air force
Apart from being unaccustomed to water warfare, Qin Lang had never been to the southern battlefield. Whether it was Hu cavalry or Shu captives in the north, he had personally fought against them.
In Qin Lang's view, although the Hu people on the grassland seemed to be powerful and often looted the border fortresses, they were just taking advantage of the manpower that the Wei Dynasty could not spare.
Otherwise, why was Kebineng, the hero of the grasslands after Tan Shihuai, still defeated by himself after uniting with Bu Dugen and others?
What do barbarians mean?
Shu captives are the real thorn in the side of the Wei Dynasty, and they are beyond comparison with those miscellaneous men.
If we say that Feng Thief is cunning and changeable when leading his troops, he likes to hide wind and thunder at the smallest details, just like a poisonous snake. After finding a flaw, he suddenly strikes a fatal blow.
The Ge thief in front of me likes to use his power to overwhelm others. He looks upright, but in fact he is like a dense spider web.
You watch him approaching step by step, but you can't avoid it.
Qin Lang organized his elite soldiers into ten teams, each with more than 2,000 men, who took turns to go into battle. At the same time, he could mobilize troops to make up for the gap at any time.
His plan was to gradually resist by relying on the camp and various fences within the camp.
Since you can't escape, you should find a way to inflict maximum damage on the Shu captives so that they will not have an easy time.
Unexpectedly, it seems that at the moment, it has not achieved its goal at all.
In other words, the Shu captives didn't care about what they were doing, and just pushed towards the camp step by step.
That feeling is like an opponent tightening the rope around his neck little by little, allowing himself to die slowly.
There were several times when Qin Lang wanted to send out his elite cavalry.
But the other party seems to be able to see through his own thoughts, and often sends armored cavalry to wait early.
Qin Lang felt that he was like an insect caught in a cobweb, unable to do anything but struggle in vain.
The bad news doesn’t stop there.
"General, what's wrong, the rear army came to report that there are elite soldiers of Shu captives in our rear!"
The messenger sent from the rear reported calmly.
Although he had long expected that the Shu captives would take such a step, Qin Lang still smiled miserably when he heard the news:
"Sima Yi, you colluded with the Shu captives and trapped tens of thousands of imperial troops to death. You can't atone for your sins by skinning them alive!"
…
Boom!
The gate of the stronghold fell down, causing a burst of smoke and dust. Almost all the young men standing on the stronghold died in the battle.
The bright red liquid slowly flowed down the wall of the village and seeped into the gaps in the wood...
"We are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender, general, we are surrendering..."
An old man came out of the inner gate of Wuzhaili, holding a white flag, tremblingly, and shouted loudly.
The general who stepped into the gate of the village, let's call him a general. Although he was wearing a tattered leather armor picked up from somewhere and carrying a relatively sharp knife, it might be more appropriate to call him a robber.
But compared to the farmers behind him who didn't even have leather armor, he was really a general.
A group of red-eyed farmers, who had killed countless people, were about to rush into the stronghold. The general raised his sword, causing them to stop subconsciously.
The chaos in Hedong has reached the level it is today, and many of the rebels who took advantage of the chaos were either annexed or defeated by the counterattacks of the local wealthy families in Hedong.
The rebels who have been able to move up to this point, and are even able to break into Wuzhai, must have a certain degree of organization, and at least have a leader with organizational capabilities.
They can even be called a rebel army.
Obviously, the leader of this rebel army is this somewhat nondescript general.
The general stood at the gate of the village, looking past the old man who was shouting "willing to surrender" and looking towards the inner village.
There seemed to be shadows of people inside, probably women, old and young in the village.
“General, general, the crime is not as great as that of the family members. I am willing to give up all the food in the village to atone for my sin! I only hope that the general will let the old and young in the village go..."
The white-haired old man knelt on the ground and begged sadly.
His voice is also sad, and his feelings are compassionate.
If it had been the past, others would have felt pity in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, there are some people among the farmers who don't like him.
It's a good thing that the old man didn't show up. As soon as he appeared, some of the soldiers behind him got red-eyed, rushed out and kicked the old man over:
“Old thief Pei, you still have the nerve to beg for mercy!”
He punched and kicked him, and screamed:
"What is my daughter's crime? She was only eleven years old and she was forcibly taken away by you. She disappeared without a trace and her body was not found!"
"How could my parents deserve it? After a year of hard work, most of the food collected was collected in the village. In the year of famine, they were starved to death!"
The seven-foot-tall man was obviously the one who hit him, but he actually shed tears.
“Spare your life! Spare your life, good man!”
“I want to kill your whole family day and night! God has eyes, and finally let me wait until today, and still want me to spare my life? Hahaha…”
Seeing that the old man was beaten to death and almost died, the general said indifferently:
"That's enough. If you beat him again, he will die. If this person is a commoner and bullies the village, everyone will convict him and then execute him. You should stop first."
The old man who was curled up on the ground suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the nondescript general in disbelief.
The proletariat during the Three Kingdoms period did not understand the brutality of class struggle.
Even if it is said in history books that "masters are famous", it is still a game played by high-ranking figures such as nobles, powerful people, and aristocratic families.
What does it have to do with Cangtou Qianshou?
This kind of practice of public conviction and then execution shows the faint signs of "discipline leads to fame".
These mud-legged people, in the eyes of old man Pei, were just two-legged animals before, but now they have learned to play this trick. How can this not shock him?
“General, this general…”
At this moment, the old man was really panicked.
"you shut up!"
The general had no intention of letting him speak.
Listing the crimes, publicly pronouncing the verdict, and publicly executing the execution sounds very high-level and complicated.
But it is actually very simple, that is, let the farmers who are bitter and grudges stand up, pick out the notorious people in the village, list their past crimes, and finally execute them in public.
There is only one punishment, and that is death.
Whether it is hacked to death, stoned to death, or hanged, it is still the word death.
As for the remaining people in the village, they will be driven to the nearest county.
They seem to be innocent, but they are born in a wealthy family. They do not work **** weekdays, but they can eat, drink and have fun. They spend all their daily necessities extravagantly on the common people. Could it be that those things grew out of nothing?
Once you enjoy what you should enjoy, you have to bear what you should bear.
As I said before, class struggle is not a dinner party, it is a violent activity in itself.
In a life-and-death struggle, there is no such thing as mercy.
No one is right or wrong, there are only different positions and different interests.
“Don’t touch my mother!”
When cleaning up the village and gathering the people in the village, there will naturally be some bumps and bruises.
It makes one’s heart itch to see the women who were once unattainable and looked like fairies now crying in front of him, with their pear blossoms dripping with rain.
So the hands and feet will naturally not be so clean.
With many people and many hands, this kind of thing cannot be avoided. The general can barely suppress them and prevent them from showing their bestiality. This is already considered a high prestige.
As long as there is no incident of humiliating a woman in broad daylight, he can only turn a blind eye.
In troubled times, there are many women whose lives are as low as grass and are forced to surrender to thieves.
This thing is nothing at all.
Just this matter, in the eyes of the person involved, is a big deal.
But among the people who were being driven out of the village, a young man stood up and opened his arms to protect a woman, preventing the rebels from touching her body.
“Hey, there is actually someone who is not afraid of death!”
“My own mother has been humiliated before my eyes, and my son dare not stand up. How can I live in this world with dignity?”
The young man looked at the **** knife placed on his neck, and his nose could already smell the disgusting smell of blood.
Thinking of the uncle and uncle whose head was beheaded yesterday, his face had turned pale and his legs were trembling, but he still did not retreat even half a step and kept his mother behind him.
The rebel soldier saw that he could not scare the young man, and he became angry and wanted to hit him with the hilt of his sword.
“Stop!”
The general who noticed the movement here spoke up in time, walked over and glanced at the young man:
"May I have your name?"
“General, my name is Pei Xiu.”
The general didn't react at all, but the local guide who was following the general let out a soft "Huh".
"you know?"
"Back to the general, this Pei Langjun is a famous child prodigy in Hedong. I heard that he can write essays at the age of eight. When guests come to Pei's house, they often make a special trip to visit Xiu. People at the time said: Pei Xiu is the leader of the underachievers. .”
"oh?"
The general's eyes fell on Pei Xiu again, with amusement in his eyes.
“Prodigy? Underachieving leader?”
There was also a man in the Han Dynasty who was known as a "backward leader".
So the general subconsciously paid attention to this person.
"If he is really a backward leader, he should be a backward leader that the Pei family focuses on cultivating. Even if he is not in Wenxi City, he should be in Anyi City. How can he be in a place like Wuzhai in the countryside?"
The general asked with some suspicion.
Seeing that the thief seemed to have heard of his reputation, Pei Xiudeng immediately became energetic and explained quickly:
"I dare not hide it from the general. Although Xiu has a bad reputation, her biological mother is of low birth and is not treated well by her aunt. She is treated like a maid by her aunt, serving dishes and meals to the guests."
"This time there was a great chaos in Hedong. All the direct descendants of the Pei family rushed to the city early, and those who were left behind were just collateral. I couldn't bear to abandon my mother here, so I stayed with her."
Speaking of this, he lifted up his robe, prostrated and saluted:
"General Xiuguan's behavior is very different from that of ordinary thieves. He should be a sensible person who can distinguish right from wrong. Xiu does not dare to speak righteous words, but only asks the general to fulfill Xiu's filial piety. However, his mother has suffered, and Xiu is willing to accept it on his behalf. "
“He is a truly filial son, but why did the Pei family throw away such beautiful jade outside the city?”
The general smiled slightly and looked at his mother.
The woman may have been frightened, and she shrank involuntarily. Although there was dirt on her face, if you look closely, you can see that she has a beautiful appearance.
Seeing the general paying attention to her, she did not dare to hide anymore, lowered her head and bowed her skirt.
The so-called low birth is only for aristocratic families.
For Mudlegs, this kind of woman is the goddess they will never get in this life.
“Is your mother literate?”
ify a little proficient in writing and writing, and can read some words.'
"That's easy to talk about." The general was happy, turned around and said, "Here comes someone!"
"exist."
"Put this mother and son into the unmarried camp."
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Before leaving, the general said to Pei Xiu meaningfully:
“There are many female dependents in the Weijuan camp. They usually do the work of boiling water, cooking, and washing clothes. You and your mother can stay there without anyone disturbing you.”
“Don’t think about escaping. There are a lot of troubles in the east of the river right now. There are chaos everywhere. You just met me. If you meet other rebels, hehe..."
Pei Xiu did not understand what the general said, so he quickly bowed and saluted:
“Thank you, general.”
He heard clearly that it was a female family member, not a female camp, and since he could still accompany his mother, he shouldn’t have to worry about his mother’s safety for the time being.
Although I don’t want to commit myself to a thief, is there any other way at the moment?
And he also knew that the general in front of him was not trying to scare him.
Other villages were destroyed and women were brutally humiliated. This was a common practice.
As for disembowelment and massacre of the whole village, it is just a common thing.
Today's Hedong is a ghost land on earth.
The wealthy and aristocratic families that used to be so high and mighty in the past have now fallen into the ghost realm and are suffering.
The mud legs that they regarded as two-legged animals in the past are now trampling on the bones of wealthy families.
This is a rebellion and a reckoning.
It’s just that the scale of the resistance is a bit large and the degree of liquidation is a bit deep…
In this rebellion and reckoning, a certain country bumpkin just poured two barrels of oil on dry firewood that could explode with just a spark, and threw another fire...
After pouring oil and throwing fire, he began to sit by the river and fish.
Anyway, it’s not him who’s anxious, and it’s not him who’s in pain either.
It may take more than ten years to transform a family, but it may also only take more than ten days.
It depends on whether you plan to transform your mind or your body.
As for the chaos in Hedong, it has been more than two months since General Guan entered Hedong.
Not to mention that under the cover of this military chaos, there is some kind of long-planned precise transformation, and the efficiency of the transformation is probably a bit high...
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we were wrong, we never dare to do it again!”
Several village elders, kneeling on the ground, kept kowtowing to the background by the river. Those who didn't know better thought they were worshiping the river god.
But seeing their foreheads covered with blood, they seemed to be unaware of the pain. They were praying devoutly, but their voices were too sad and they kept crying:
"Please send troops to put an end to the chaos in Hedong. The people of Hedong would like to thank you for your great kindness..."
“Why are you making such a noise! It scared away all my fish!”
Feng Junhou, who was sitting on the horse, shouted impatiently, "If you cry again, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish!"
I pulled back the fishing line and found that the bait on the hook was gone again.
“Damn it, am I going to be in the Air Force today?”
The governor Feng was in a very bad mood.
They didn’t understand what the air force was. Those village elders looked up to the talents, but they didn’t dare to shout loudly, lest they scare Feng Junhou’s fish away again, so they could only lower their voices and murmured in tears:
“I beg you to send troops, please send me troops…”
"Send out troops, send out soldiers! I am the governor of Liangzhou in the Han Dynasty, but I am just the Shu captive in your mouth."
Governor Feng didn't even look back. He baited the fishhook and cursed, "Why don't you go to your King of Wei and find me, a Shu prisoner, to help you quell the chaos?"
"The prince is the king's master, and the prince is the king's master! In the past, we were blinded by lard and did not realize that the king's master was coming. We were wrong, really wrong..."
Chiang Ji’s tens of thousands of troops and Sima Yi’s hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers are all lies!
Incompetent!
Trash!
Cowardly!
…
Master Wang, Master Wang, what a **** master, whoever can save Hedong now is Master Wang.
That’s right, it’s the Ghost King Feng in front of you, ah, no, it’s Junhou Feng!
Because now only he can save Hedong from the ghost world on earth.
Otherwise, no matter how thick the foundation is in Hedong, it is just a county. How can it withstand such torture? Everyone's roots will be dug up.
Governor Feng didn't care about them, he just wanted to fish now.
Watching the fish float move, he immediately concentrated his attention.
After a while, the fish float that was supposed to sink floated on the water again and regained its composure.
Feng Jishi clicked his tongue, raised the line and took a look. Sure enough, the bait was gone again.
“Cao!”
He was so angry that he threw away the fishing rod, stood up, and turned to look at the village elders and Wang Xian.
Seeing the displeasure on Feng Junhou's face, the village elders and wise men couldn't help but be a little afraid, fearing that they might offend this person.
Unexpectedly, this person opened his mouth and said:
“Which of you knows how to fish? If you catch a river carp for me, I will send troops to save a county. I will save several counties as long as I catch a few fish. I will never break my promise.”
"ah?"
Everyone was stunned.
What is the condition?
“Ah what? No one knows how to fish?”
Feng Jishi was immediately disappointed and said, "Forget it."
“I’ll come, I’ll come!”
“Junhou, I can do it!”
“Your Majesty, I have been learning fishing since I was ten years old. I will never disappoint you!”
With such a sudden hope, the village elders and elders who had come to see Xian had no manners to show for it, and they scrambled to get ahead.
“Okay, you come first!”
Governor Feng pointed at the guy who said he had been fishing since he was ten years old, "If you really catch someone, I will send troops to rescue your county first."
The fisherman is definitely not an air force!
Even if it costs money to send troops, it is worth it.
(End of this chapter)