Chapter 49: The wicked have their own grind (2)
The ancient ten generals quickly rode back.
Cheng Ping, the instructor of Weilinzhai, did not believe it very much. The ten generals of Gu swear to the sky and to their dead parents. Only then did Cheng Ping believe it.
It's a rare opportunity. He made great contributions shortly after he came from the capital...
Maybe because of this meritorious service, he will be able to be promoted and wealth immediately and be transferred back to the capital.
Therefore, he hurriedly rushed to Wangjiazhai with his 70s and 80 men. When they arrived at Wangjiazhai, Wangjiazhai was surrounding and killing the Xixia soldiers with the Guiniang tribe. First, cut off his head, and then find the soldiers. With his head and the soldiers, it is evidence.
At this time, only some elderly, weak, sick and disabled people were left in the village, as well as a group of women.
They watched silently as the Song Dynasty soldiers were cutting their heads and looking for military cards. This was not a problem. No matter how these soldiers took credit for the future, it was unlikely that the court would reward the people in the village.
If you are satisfied until this point, you will be satisfied and everyone will be at peace.
However, Cheng Ping was not satisfied.
Also, the weapons and armor confiscated by the villagers in the village were not over yet, and they had to wait for the villagers in the village to come back to confiscate more heads, so Cheng Ping forced the villagers in the village to hand over the spoils.
Robbery is also money.
For example, although the seized bows and arrows are not as strong as the black lacquered bows I bought this time, they are stronger than the mulberry wood bows used by the village people. How much does a bow cost? Moreover, this battle also scared everyone. If there were more good bows in their hands just now, would there be fewer people?
Besides, according to the previous rules, whether it is carrying a mule or fighting in the mountain road, the people of the village paid for the coffin to help the family, and some of them were used to provide pensions for the family. These spoils were pensions.
The villagers do not communicate with each other.
Cheng Ping was afraid of the Western Xia army, but he was not afraid of a group of Han people.
He ordered the forcibly confiscated spoils, and dozens of fierce women resisted, asking him to send someone to tie them up and beat them with a whip.
The villagers in the village were stunned. Do they dare to kill the people of Xixia, but they dare to kill the officers and soldiers?
When the second aunt saw that the situation was not good, she secretly ran out at the risk and notified Wang Quan and the others.
"This is the good officers and soldiers raised by the official family." The eldest brother sighed deeply.
Wang Ju sneered.
The military discipline of the Song army has never been better. Even Wang Shao's subordinates have killed foreign people and made great contributions. Except for Yue Fei...
Therefore, when the Song army arrived in Bashu, they became bandits and robbers, Wang Quanbin's subordinates, Wang Jien's subordinates, and Lei Youzhong's subordinates.
"Return to the village."
The big guy quickly returned to the village.
But it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. Even Wang Ju, what can he do to the officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty? Besides, the besieged Linzhai is so close to Wangjiazhai.
But when he entered the village, he saw a scene that made him angry.
Wang Laoliu in the village fell in a pool of blood.
Many villagers died in Wangjia Village, but not including Wang Laoliu. He kept taking ten villagers to the top of the mountain. Moreover, some Western Xia soldiers were not drowned by water. Wang Ju was afraid of accidents, so he asked several women in the village to notify Wang Laoliu, asking him not to participate in the pursuit, and took the ten villagers to the little lake below to capture the prisoners.
"What's going on?" Wang Ju asked an old man next to him.
The old man told the truth.
Cheng Ping ordered the woman to whip it hard. When the whip was whipped down, some women were so thrust out, including Wang Laoliu's wife. Wang Laoliu rushed over to stop her, pushed her a few times, and then stabbed her to death.
These Ding Zhuang hurried back, almost all of whom had participated in the battle just now, with blood on his body, which also scared Cheng Ping.
Wang Laoliu's death made the eyes of these Ding Zhuang even more angry.
But they were officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty. Although they were angry, they were more helpless.
Cheng Ping understood, and the bunnies were afraid of them, so he shouted: "Where are you holding weapons in your hands and wanting to rebel?"
Wang Ju turned his head and glanced at the "big brother" and whispered: "Uncle Shi, you have said all the rebellion. I'm afraid you can't be good today. If you don't resist, you will die. If you resist, you may die more people. Maybe they will use the heads of the villagers to make a fortune."
Master Shi was also speechless.
What Wang Ju said was not afraid, but that it would definitely happen.
Unless the women in the village just now do not have conflicts with the officers and soldiers.
Wang Ju said: "My fellow villagers, in groups of three, squatted in the front row, half-squatted in the middle row, stand in the back row, raise a bow and arrow, listen to my order, shoot the legs in the front row, shoot the chest in the middle row, and shoot the head in the back row."
"Boy, you want to die." Cheng Ping rushed over with a whip.
"Front row, shoot."
Dozens of arrows shot out.
"Front row, shoot again."
Dozens of arrows shot out again.
"Front row, finally shot again. The middle row is ready."
Three waves of arrows were released, and all Song soldiers were shot together.
Shi Gaozhe was stunned: "Xiaolang, things are not easy to deal with."
"Brother, do you still expect things to be good today?"
Cheng Ping covered his thighs and was stunned. He didn't even care about the pain and shouted, "Brother, you can discuss something if you have something to do."
"Discuss a ghost, put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise you will emit arrows."
The arrows were fired in the middle, and they went to the chest. The wealthy soldiers in the capital had the courage to gamble whether the villagers dared to shoot. Before Wang Ju's words could be finished, he threw the weapons in his hands to the ground.
"Bundle it."
The villagers rushed up and tied up one by one.
"Uncle Sangou, go to the Zhu family to report the situation immediately and ask the Zhu family to notify Mr. Cheng and Hu to sign the judgment."
He directly bypassed the Security Army, but the Wei Linzhai was originally under the jurisdiction of Yanzhou and had nothing to do with the Security Army.
"Get a towel." Wang Ju asked the villagers to loosen the women. The soldiers were so cruel to their families. Almost all the women were so furious that they were so tired.
"Put on a towel and beat me hard."
If there is a towel, even if it is seriously injured, it cannot be seen outside.
"It's not good."
"It's okay, I have sent someone to notify Yanzhou Chenggong, it depends on how he dealt with it. Uncle Shi, we are people of the Song Dynasty. You have been looking for that person for a long time and stayed in Yanzhou for a long time. You know the poverty and suffering of the people in the border areas. You live in danger at any time, and you have to bear a lot of military service and pay taxes for the court. However, the court cannot effectively protect our safety. It is the court that owes the people in the border areas, not the people in the border areas. A group of officers and soldiers surrounded Linzhai turned into black bee thieves, and this group of officers and soldiers were even worse. They broke up and turned into bandits openly. If they couldn't survive, they could only go to Xixia."
"Travel to Xixia, you just killed the soldiers of Xixia."
"That's just a group of men who bumped into the king. If it weren't for the Song people, I believe that if they defected to Xixia, Xixia would welcome him warmly." Wang Ju said.
This is not a lie.
The Song Dynasty had formed a system, which restricted Wang Ju's performance. In the Western Xia Dynasty, he would have more opportunities to use his memories of his previous life.
However, with narrow national thoughts, he was rejected by Xixia deep in his heart.
But in a hurry, why not to survive?
Brother Shi had a bitter face.
This monster boy wanted to develop the opposite of the Song Dynasty, unless he was named Donghuamen. But in Xixia, once he grew up, he would be a demon who was even worse than Zhang Yuan.
No, when Mr. Cheng arrives, I will definitely persuade Mr. Cheng.
Everyone has their own thoughts.
However, these vicious Song generals were beaten hard by the villagers, and some of them were beaten to relieve their blood.
Brother Shi thought to himself that the evil people will eventually need to be punished by the evil people.
PS: Thank you for waiting for the 788 starting point coin reward for ten minutes.
By the way, the point-to-point ratio of this book is definitely normal, at least not like some new books that are strangely fifty to one or one hundred to one. Of course, I have to thank everyone for sending a few recommendation votes in their hands.
But this click made me depressed. Although it was paving the way before, it was not depressed. I really couldn't understand it. I didn't feel like typing last night. I watched a Thai drama, but it turned out that I was so cruel that I was dying.
Chapter completed!