"It is better to say that they are bandits than farmers who are forced to survive by the government's taxation. The robbers in the mountains outside are better to say that they are refugees who evade taxation. In fact, most of their lives are no different from ordinary farmers. They really participate. There are not many people looting. It is just because of tax evasion that it is defined as a'thief'."
A warrior from the original Ming cult, now included as a guard of Zhao Zhen, replied very familiar with all of this. He gritted his teeth and replied: "My father died like this, these nasty government..."
"Are there only men? Aren't the women going together?" Ji Qianqian took a breath and asked. "Of course, life in the mountains is not heaven either." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded.
After he finished speaking, there seemed to be a strange silence around him. Except for the shouts of the officers and soldiers, the women's sobbing, no one spoke for a while.
"Father--!" The abrupt cry from the crowd broke the silence, the voice was immature, full of fear and sorrow.
The woman hurriedly covered the little boy's mouth. She raised her head and looked at the approaching officers and soldiers with an imploring look. The officers and soldiers on the horse were full of deliberate surprises and surprises on their faces, but they couldn't hide the jokes flashing through the gloomy eyes.
"Do you know this person?" The general licked his lips and pointed his spear at the blood-stained corpse on the ground. The officers and soldiers immediately gathered around, like a group of wolves smelling blood.
The woman hugged her child and shook her head helplessly with tears. "Let go of that little thing and let him speak." The general said with the tip of the spear, touching the woman's head.
On the contrary, the woman held her tighter, as if she was holding her most important treasure for fear of losing it. The eyes of the people around were unbearable, but they were far away.
"Did you not hear what I said?" the city defender shouted. "My lord, please let him go, he is still young." The woman begged with sobbing.
The defending general snorted disdainfully: "Batch." He raised his spear and prepared to stab the mother and son to death with a single shot, but a woman with a long sword opened her arms in front of him.
"En?" The man's face full of flesh was stunned.
The letter king Zhao Zhen also secretly loosened his fingers on the hilt, and recognized that it was the letter king Zhao Zhen who had come forward.
"Enough, what is it to cheat a woman!" The gangster who was dressed as a heroine who stopped the general said angrily.
"Oh?" The general was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and said to his companion: "Hey, this little girl is nosy! What do you say?"
These soldiers, who were not as good as bandits, laughed lowly. "Where are you from?" the man asked disdainfully, raising his chin. When he asked this, the quack girl's companion had already realized that it was not good.
"Huan'er, be careful--!" A black-clad knight with a big sword came out from the crowd more and more, but it was a little late. Seeing that the general opposite had pierced the spear into the woman's abdomen, he was about to pierce it.
This change happened suddenly, and the quack girl didn't expect the other party to start suddenly. She watched incredulously as the spear was about to penetrate.
Everything is about to be expected, the rivers and lakes girl's lower abdomen will be bloody like a fountain, and then, in this era of underdeveloped medicine, she falls in a pool of blood, and it is very likely that she will not survive.
However, the general's spear was smashed. The huge force caused the original trajectory of the general's spear to be fired. But what changed all this was a small stone.
At the same time, the archers among the officers and soldiers behind the general took off their longbows and shot at the people in the crowd. For a time, there was a rain of arrows, and the adventurers in the crowd fell down more than a dozen people together with the people.
The officers and soldiers didn't care whether they hurt the innocent. They drove the crowd away from them at the most efficient speed to avoid sudden attacks.
The swordsman of the rivers and lakes with a big sword was about to split. He swept away his arrow with a single sword, but before the words fell, a companion behind him fell down with the arrow.
"You bastards!" The Jianghu swordsman yelled and separated the crowd, and slashed at the leading general. The general raised his spear and slammed a big sword that blocked him, and shouted coldly between the parry: "Whoever dares to take action is an enemy to the army!"
The restless crowd suddenly fell silent. However, the Jianghu swordsman swept at the opponent's horse without a word. But the general only stabbed the spear down with ease, then swept the sword outwards and hit the sword in the hands of the flying swordsman. He then struck the opponent with the spear across the spear and pierced the opponent's neck with a shot.
After all, the general was a martial artist, much stronger than the man in the rivers and lakes and green forests. The battle between the generals and the warriors was almost a one-sided suppression.
However, the full-faced general suddenly felt a numb in his hand, as if a huge force came from the spear again, making him almost unsteady in his grip. There was a sound of metal humming, and the spear that pierced the swordsman was leaning to one side, crossing the latter's neck.
"Who is it--!" The general was furious, and he turned his head, but just not far away saw a letter Wang Zhao Zhen wearing a satin robe and a purple crown, playing with the two stones in his hand.
Then the other party raised his head and immediately looked at him coldly. The court suddenly fell silent.
Ji Qianqian, Pang Zheng, Cui Hu, and Ma Yueying all turned their heads at this moment, calmly looking at their Wang Qiansui. In their hearts, Wang Zhao Zhen is not a person who likes to cause trouble. But Xinwang Zhao Zhen knew in his heart that he had to come out and take care of it.
Luo Yue'er looked at the man who brought him out of the dangerous inn with interest with bright eyes, as if he was appreciating all this from one side. A strong and righteous person, the future generation of emperors, and the current generation of princes, she vaguely felt that only this moment belonged to the true believer Zhao Zhen.
Just as from the moment Zhijiang flees with the refugees, Luo Yueer understands that her believer Zhao Zhen is a true king, benevolent and righteous. The charging letter king Zhao Zhen, the letter king Zhao Zhen who leads the pomelo, the murderous letter king Zhao Zhen, the benevolent letter king Zhao Zhen, and the letter king Zhao Zhen who is very fierce to her. She likes each one.
Everyone turned their heads, and Zhao Zhen, the king of letters in luxurious clothes, became the center of the street, with a 100% return rate.
The full-faced general narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was surprised when he saw the well-equipped guards beside Xinwang Zhao Zhen.
As the city defenders, they are not really innocent. And the one who may not have suffered any setbacks before, it may be that the rich lady came out and eloped with the gangster girl, of course, in his opinion, there is nothing in his mind.
However, the young man in his twenties in front of him was obviously different. The average person wouldn't take so many followers when he traveled, and the guards around him were not weak.
I'm afraid it is not the heir of ordinary people. The general thought of this, and the king of letter Zhao Zhen just showed off his stone-throwing skill, he did not dare to neglect it. He was busy with the spear. He asked cautiously: "Your Excellency?"
When he said this, the soldiers of the city guard stood round and round, and they opened their longbows to aim at the others around. The cold light on the arrows calmed all the hot-headed people.
"Let them go." Xinwang Zhao Zhen didn't even look at these archers, but said coldly. Just kidding, with Ma Yueying and Cui Hu by his side, it would be absurd to let him or the people around him get an arrow.
What's more, his own strength is even more powerful and messed up, his strength is also enough to kill ten in and ten out of these city defense forces, and no one can beat it.
So he didn't bother to talk nonsense with this guy. If it wasn't for the face of the government behind him, he would now take action to wipe out all the defensive regiments that were inferior to these animals.
"Master, it's not easy for us to say that." Xinwang Zhao Zhen's indifference actually confirmed the general's guess about his identity.
The general's attitude with a fierce look, bullying and fearful of toughness, immediately obeyed. He said: "These people may be accomplices of robbers outside the city. Let them go. I can't explain it to our leader--"
But when he said so, he chose confrontation rather than cooperation. After all, they are accustomed to killing people. If they have no background, just bluff them, aren't they blind? But they didn't dare to insist, because they were afraid that the believer Zhao Zhen's background might cause trouble.
Letter King Zhao Zhen sneered: "Put away your ghost tricks, who do you think you are talking to?" Letter King Zhao Zhen held his sword hilt with one hand and stared at the other party: "I kill you like killing a dog. Your commander says sorry. If you don’t kill you, it’s to sell you face to your bosses, but my tolerance is not unlimited!"
After he finished speaking, he drew the sword out, and the blade of the sword was reflected in the snow to make people feel cold.
The Dasong general on the opposite side suffocated, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was right when he said that this world is such a reality. Seeing Xin Wang Zhao Zhenru's toughness, he couldn't guess the identity of the other party.
These cold-blooded people glanced at each other. Although they didn't know the background behind the king of trust, Zhao Zhen, but with the skill of the king of trust, it was not something they could deal with. In addition, seeing the group of people behind the letter king Zhao Zhen, all of them are obviously with a murderous aura, I am afraid they can only be possessed if they have been killed on the battlefield.
In the face of the unknown, and the opponent's toughness, they can only choose to show weakness in the end. The general nodded, and the people behind finally let go of the spears on the necks of the group of warriors.
The quack warrior still seemed to want to resist, but the quack girl who was in her early days had already rushed out of the crowd and hugged him. And several of their other companions also came out one after another, Xin Wang Zhaozhen saw what the woman was saying in his ear, and the latter finally calmed down.
With the ear power and eyesight of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, I can see that the other party is saying, "Don't cause trouble to others."
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen sighed slightly in his heart, this is really a group of naive guys with chivalrous heart, but in such a world, it seems commendable. He saw those people silently drugging the wound of one of his injured companions, and then separated the crowd and came to him.
"Thank you, son!" The one who thanked him was a thin young man with a pale face, wearing a blue-gray robe and a long sword on his waist.
The young man seemed polite and indifferent, but his eyes caught a trace of forbearance and anger. The letter king Zhao Zhen looked at the other companions of the other party again, and even compared with them, he wrote grief and anger on his face.
This is a character. He looked down at this polite young man and couldn't help but think so.
"Want revenge?" he asked in a low voice.
The letter king Zhao Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him suspiciously. Then the young warrior shook his head and left with his companions from the crowd. The letter king Zhao Zhen looked at Shi Fang's back, knowing that the other party would never be reconciled, only that he couldn't believe in himself.
However, there was such a role in such a team of innocent young knights, which surprised him a bit.
He turned his head and cast his gaze on the defenders of the city. "The young master, we have done everything that should be done, now you have to give us an explanation, right?" The leading general spread his hands to him and asked carefully.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen snorted disdainfully. "Believe King Qiansui?" Ji Qianqian asked in a low voice.
He nodded. Since he was involved in this matter, it is necessary to see the local officials once. After all, it was on the other side's territory, otherwise it would not be so good to be invited over by force. It's better to be a step ahead so that the other party can't figure out his details. Now he can't reveal that he believes in Wang Zhao Zhen's details, but in order to be able to bluff the other party, he should continue to use Gao Pang's name.
Gao Pang was also the leader of the party, and it was considered that after Wang Xin Wang Zhaozhen met Zhao Go, all the commanders of Xin Wang army were completely banned from official positions. In the past, although Zhao Gou regarded Wang Zhao Zhen as the General Marshal of Hebei Soldiers and Horses, he did not recognize the positions of all generals in the opposing army. After the letter king Zhao Zhen went south, he was finally officially rewarded. Of course, the marshal Yue Fei and the deputy marshal Ma Zheng and Zhao Bangjie have each awarded corresponding high-level posts.
In fact, many people say that Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's adventure to go south this time is not worth the loss. In fact, as long as the believer Zhao Zhen can save his life and ensure safety, it is not a loss-making business.
However, the letter king Zhao Zhen Hongfu Qitian, it can be regarded as no loss. At this time, the last chess piece was to go to Jiangling to respond.
Now, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen thought of meeting the commander of the Shimen Garrison of the other side, so how to deal with it. Shimen originally had not many troops. However, because it is now the front line for the suppression of the Yang Yao bandit army, nearly 10,000 troops are stationed in Shimen, under the command of Shimen.
Naturally, a squad of defenders of the city did not have the right to take them to see the local highest military commander. After all, their general said that he was a general, and it was just a general term. His position is nothing more than a small school.
Although the letter king Zhao Zhen claimed to be the leader of Gao Pang, the other party was surprised, but the formalities for seeing Wu Jie forged stamps for him were also available, even more exquisite and real than the ones issued by the Song Dynasty court. However, the officers have their own arrogance, and the momentary waiting is necessary for both sides.
The streets of Shimen City are spread out like nets, and the mansion ruled by Shimen is in the center where all the streets converge. In Shimen, now in terms of grade, the highest position is Shimen commander. Although the Song Dynasty has always said that civilian officials are higher than military officials, but now the country is in danger during the war, and the military is needed to save the country in the future, so the status of military generals is now rapidly changing. Therefore, the leader of Shimen is now regarded as the highest official in Shimen.
The letter king Zhao Zhen was formally invited by the leader of Shimen. Guided by a group of city guards, they entered the residence of the leader of Shimen. But there is no good feast. When they enter the gate of the mansion, the first thing that catches their eyes are two rows of guards standing neatly in heavy armor and holding halberds with expressionless faces.
The letter king Zhao Zhen glanced around, thinking about the grandeur, and he could see that the other party wanted to give them a bit of prestige. But it's ridiculous that this group of people has even seen the most elite fighters of the Golden Soldiers and the Mongolian Barbarians.
The letter king Zhao Zhen walked over blindly. A big man with a scar on his face flashed from the side. As soon as he appeared, he stretched out his hand to grab the shoulder of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, as if he was trying to keep the other person behind. It's a pity that he won't have time to put his hand on in the future, and his wrist is tight.
The girl with long hair in fire clothes behind Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had already grabbed his wrist, staring sharply in her eyes as if she had locked her prey, she said coldly: "Get out of the way."
Ma Yueying pulled her hand and threw the chief officer out like a sandbag. Everyone heard a muffled noise followed by a low wailing.
"Stop him--" The two rows of heavily armored guards changed their faces and immediately stopped them with a shoulder. They wanted to stop the unstoppable believer Zhao Zhen, but the wish was good, but the reality was so cruel. The letter king Zhao Zhen moved forward, and these people would be knocked out as soon as they touched him.
It seemed that what they encountered was not a gentle-looking letter from the king's army commanding Gao Pang, but a moving elephant. Relying on his own strength, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen must be indomitable.
The letter king Zhao Zhen moved forward, and for a time there was a ping-pong noise in the courtyard, and the guards in heavy armor fell backward and fell into one piece. But the letter king Zhao Zhen couldn't see these guys lying on the ground wailing, and walked to the second gate of the castle.
The door was closed tightly, and perhaps the person who was about to open the door for him was lying on the ground groaning. But it doesn't matter. Since no one opened the door for him, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen didn't even want to kick the door open.
With a loud bang, the empty hall appeared in front of the letter king Zhao Zhen.
"Oh, what a rude soldier."
Behind the side door of the hall, behind a certain arch window, a middle-aged man in a robe watched this scene with interest. Although he was sighing, his eyes were gleaming.
Middle-aged people have deep sunken eye sockets, pale skin, lack of vitality in their eyes, blue eye circles, and a vibrant beard. Obviously, all the performance shows that this middle-aged man is over-indulgent.