The victory of the king and defeated the enemy, and now the overall situation is determined, there is no need to waste saliva with such scum.

After giving the order, Lu Haoshan couldn't help but shake his hand. The two slaps just now were so easy that they even slapped two teeth, but their hands were a little painful. It was probably because of this traitor who was thick-skinned. Such people who forgot the clan and betrayed the ancestors must be thick-skinned. They were ashamed to commit suicide by committing suicide by being ashamed.

"Yes, captain." Everyone responded repeatedly and went to clean the battlefield.

This is the winner's puppet, the loser has become a cold, unconscious corpse.

Although this place is remote, it is also a must-have road for tea and horse trading. No one knows that there will be no caravan passing by for a while. It will be bad if someone sees such a bloody scene, so as not to cause trouble and need to clean the scene as soon as possible.

With the experience of Shanweizi last time, the picket team also had experience. They found a low-lying place to dig holes and buried the corpses in a concentrated manner. Of course, they took away valuable things on them in advance, such as weapons, armor, wealth, etc., then collected the horses, and recovered the scattered horses and reorganized them into horse teams. The picket team members were busy, and the guards were also directing people to wash away the obvious blood stains on the ground with water.

While everyone was busy, Lu Haoshan and Zhao Yuqing chatted:

"Sir, you seem to be very concerned about Huang Zhong, and you seem to want to bite him. What kind of deep hatred do you two have?" Zhao Yuqing asked curiously.

I remember Lu Haoshan's eyes seemed to be about to eat Huang Zhong. This was the first time Zhao Yuqing saw Lu Haoshan's emotions get out of control.

"No, in fact, he doesn't recognize me, and I don't recognize him. It's our first time meeting."

Zhao Yuqing asked curiously: "Why..."

"I guess the old patriarch Zhao doesn't know," Lu Haoshan said, "It is said that many people in Shanxi have issued national disasters, ignoring wealth, secretly reconciling Houjin, selling intelligence to Houjin, and transporting strategic materials, etc. The Huang family in Shanxi is one of them."

"Damn it! Such people should cut them into pieces and be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and never be reborn." Zhao Yuqing's face immediately turned pale and he said gritting his teeth.

Lu Haoshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Old Master Zhao, Mr. Lu will not let him have a good life."

"That's good. Such a person is not to be jealous of dying. By the way, don't let him die too easily."

Just as the two of them were talking, Yuan San, who was responsible for the liquidation of the battlefield, came over and saluted the two of them. He whispered: "Sir, Old Clan Zhao."

"How about the casualties?" Lu Haoshan did not ask about the loss, and immediately asked about the casualties of the picket team.

"The Huang family caravan has 137 people, except Huang Zhong, all the others have been eliminated. The picket team has killed 17 people and injured forty-two people, three of whom are seriously injured." Yuan San said in a low voice.

Seventeen people were killed and forty-two were injured. When Lu Haoshan heard this, he felt a little heavy, which was the casualty rate of more than one-quarter. This was based on the fact that he used bows and arrows to cause a large amount of damage to the enemy. In addition, there was also the escort of the guards. From this, it can be seen that the pickets were still too young, and were beaten to death and injured so many times under absolute advantage.

Of course, it is also related to the bravery of the guards of the Huang family caravan. These people traveled north and had rich combat experience, which was not comparable to those of the rookies on the battlefield such as Ji Cha. As a child of the Huang family, Huang Kuo's private guards were also very elite. Nearly half of the casualties of the picket team were caused by his ten-man private guards. Fortunately, there were Yuan San and others in Lu Haoshan, and Zhao Yuqing's guards were also dispatched to prevent greater casualties.

Seeing that Lu Haoshan didn't say anything, Yuan San continued: "This time we won about 70,000 kilograms of tea, 162 horses, 1,632 taels of silver, 80 taels of gold, a batch of food and grass, and a leather bag of jewelry and other goods."

It turns out that it is so fat that it is so fat. Not to mention anything else, there are more than 2,400 taels of gold and silver alone. This killing and robbing is really a profitable deal.

It's more than 2,400 taels. Even if you have a salary of 40 taels a year, you will have to save it for sixty years without eating or drinking. It's not bad. You don't have to worry about the pension now. You don't have to worry about rewarding your subordinates for encouraging morale. There is no need to worry about where Huang Zhong got it. It's very likely that he got it by robbing many people on the way.

Just so happens that he planted trees and picked fruits by himself.

"Awen, Awen, wake up, wake up, you're leaving, why should I explain to Aunt San?" Just as Yuan San reported on the battlefield statistics, someone suddenly started crying loudly at the scene.

Lu Haoshan turned his head and saw a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old crying loudly while holding a boy covered in blood. The boy was stabbed in the shoulder, but the real fatal injury was in the chest. A large piece of his chest was probably the one who fell to the ground with a knife and was then stepped by a horse's hooves. The person holding the boy was his cousin who joined the picket team together.

The crying suddenly diluted the joy of victory. Many picket members were moved by the scene, lowered their heads one by one, their eyes were red, and their emotions were infected by him. The scene suddenly became a little deeper.

Lu Haoshan walked over, hugged the dead Awen, gently closed his wide eyes, and then slowly placed them on the ground, allowing the crying picket member to stand up, without saying a word, slapped him in the face with a "splash".

This slap was very loud and suddenly. Not only the crying picket member was shocked, but even the picket members present were stunned. No one expected why the captain beat his team members. Although he was usually very strict, he rarely beat and scolded his subordinates.

"Big...Captain, I..." The beaten boy was a little incoherent.

Lu Haoshan scolded loudly: "I ask you, why are you crying?"

"My cousin died, and he died miserably. I don't know how to tell Aunt San, so I couldn't help it and cried for a moment."

"Cry?" Lu Haoshan glanced at everyone and said mercilessly: "A man is a real man, bleeding, sweating, and not crying. Since he has served as a soldier, he has the consciousness of sacrifice. Awen is a good person. He died on the battlefield and faces the enemy bravely. We should be proud of him, not crying. Crying is an insult to him. What is it not dangerous now? It is just that ordinary people are walking on the road, afraid of encountering bandits and encountering deserters or mobs."

After a pause, Lu Haoshan continued, "As these days, I don't know how many people have no food, and how many people starve to death. In Shaanxi, I eat grass roots and bark, and eat everything, and I will eat each other. I said before joining the picket team that this life is dangerous. Now I said that those who are afraid of death will withdraw from the picket team as soon as possible. I don't need to serve you with delicious food and drink every month, nor do I need to give you a tael of silver for free every month. If you want to bleed less during war, sweat more and cry more during training. This is a manifestation of a coward. Do you understand?"

Everyone was stunned and thought that this was the case. Why can they eat, meat and get money? That is, they have to be more ruthless than others and work harder than others. They may be choked when drinking water, and they may be injured by catching thieves. Who said that there is no danger in being a picket team?

If you are afraid, go home to drink wild vegetable porridge and eat grass roots.

"I understand!" The picketers said in unison. Among them, the cousin who died in battle, deserved the loudest voice.

Lu Haoshan waved his hand and said seriously: "Our picket team has clear rewards and punishments. In addition to the heavy funeral, the family members can receive 50 taels of pension. The injured team members will be covered with all the injured medicines, and the monthly money will be collected during the recovery period. Each person will receive an additional ten taels of silver."

This is how new recruits are. In addition to enlightening and teaching them to face death, they also have to be rewarded and punished clearly. If there is no guarantee of death and injury, who will fight to the death?

Fifty taels died, and ten taels were injured?

For a moment, Yang Weijun present had his eyes lit up. Fifty taels, this was a huge sum of money. Even ten taels were not bad, which was worth ten months of monthly money. Those injured were a little depressed just now. When they heard this, they laughed and shouted loudly that the captain was wise. Even some of them were not injured, they also envied the wounded. They thought that they had a minor injury, that would be fine.

Before the pickets were happy, Zhao Yuqing also announced loudly: "The pensions just now were from the caravan, and Zhao was also impressed by your courage. The Zhao clan gave twenty silk gold to the family members of each of the injured team members, and each of the injured brothers gave five taels of medicine to express their feelings."

"That's great. Old Clan Zhao is really the best person in Jiangyou."

"That's right, there will be no worries."

"After this calculation, I will be injured for fifteen taels. If I get hurt, I will heal."

"Stupid, the captain can reward merits and do what he is afraid of? Are you afraid of losing your good fortune?"

"When will the captain treat us unfairly?"

Everyone was talking. With Lu Haoshan's guidance and heavy rewards, the decay of death gradually faded and faded, and the pickets' spirits were more full and their fighting spirit was more intense. Some even looked forward to the next battle.

After experiencing this baptism of life and death, Lu Haoshan felt that the temperament of the picket team was also transforming and growing.

Next time, it will definitely be even better.

The injured need to be sent to take care of the dead, but the dead are now hot in summer, and the body becomes smelly in less than two days and cannot be brought back. Lu Haoshan had to send someone to cremate them according to the caravan's habits and bring his ashes back, which is considered as the leaves returning to their roots.

Lu Haoshan was busy all day long, counting the spoils, dealing with tea, erasing the traces of the Huang family in Shanxi, appeaseing the wounded, attending the cremation ceremony of the dead team members, etc. Fortunately, Zhao Yuqing helped and could handle it. He only took a breath after dinner.

However, Lu Haoshan couldn't go to rest yet, and Huang Zhong was still waiting to make it himself.

As the magistrate of Jiangyou County, he was the parent of a county, and he was busy every day. As the captain of the picket team, he became the chief of three hundred young people. He had to ask about everything in detail, and lost seventeen people at once. These were the foundation of his future. Two of them were quite optimistic about Lu Haoshan, but now they were gone all at once. This made him realize that the seventeen efforts were wasted. Lu Haoshan was very upset and he went to vent. The target of venting was Huang Zhong.

The children of this kind of traitor have the least psychological burden when they are punished.

"Third brother, where is Huang Zhong imprisoned?" After finishing his work, Lu Haoshan suddenly asked.

"In the cave behind the mountain, the fourth and fifth brothers are watching."

Lu Haoshan nodded, with a cruel smile on his lips: "Okay, let's go, chat with this young master of the Huang family, hehe." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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