[Qu'er]: My minister, Qu Shiyu, greets the lord!
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: The last general, Wan Zhixin, greets the lord!
[Eating with digging feet]: Wei Chen Liu Fangfang, meet the lord!
[The Feather Party is on the head of the blue sky]: Mo Maomao, the last general, see the lord!
When Meng Hun knelt down to Jiang Pengji and called him the lord, the live broadcast room seemed to be boiling, and countless audiences followed.
They all know that this live broadcast room is a Gong Dou live broadcast room. The anchor also said that she refused Gong Dou and was determined to win the 95th, but a few years later, she still did not move, and many viewers even held it maliciously. Jiang Pengji was just talking big. That's it.
Meng Hun’s actions now are undoubtedly a sign—
From tonight, their anchors are really getting ready to go to heaven.
The corners of Jiang Pengji's lips were slightly raised, and her cold and hard face felt a little warmer. She got up and lifted Meng Hun up and said, "Tonight, it's hard for you."
Meng Hun got up and couldn't help grinning, revealing a set of snow-white teeth.
"The words of the lord are wrong. If you want to say who has the most credit for this siege, it belongs to the lord, and the subordinates dare not take it alone."
Since he rebelled against the Meng Clan that year, Meng Hun felt that tonight was the most enjoyable, feeling that the whole person was alive, and the blood in his body was boiling.
Even though his body was covered in blood and the stench lingered on the tip of his nose, he felt extremely comfortable from head to toe.
If it were someone else, they might think that Meng Hun's words were just flattery, but Jiang Pengji knew that he was admiring him from the bottom of his heart.
The corners of his lips smiled, and his eyes were warm.
"The credit belongs to you, and no one can take it away. This head is hung on the city wall. They have seen the document and they will understand it naturally."
Saying that, she raised her leg and kicked the head of Nine Generals.
The head rolled down like a ball.
Meng Hun nodded and said, "This subordinate will do it now."
"How many prisoners are there in the Tsing Yi Army?" Jiang Pengji called to Meng Hun, and said, "I don't know how many members have been damaged in this siege, plus the one thousand banned troops from Luo Yue's instructor, the full count is only two thousand. Tsing Yi The army of 10,000 people is still unable to defend the city, and we are even more embarrassed. If there is an army in Tsing Yi who is willing to surrender, we can temporarily consider incorporating it, and focus on stabilizing the situation."
Meng Hun's face was a little embarrassed. He felt that the number of prisoners this time was estimated to be even 2,000.
The Tsing Yi Army had more than 10,000 people. During the day, they were lured out of the city for 3,000 people. They were all annihilated on the Dragon Tiger Plank Road. Jiang Pengji led more than 50 tribes alone. The Tsing Yi Army, it is estimated that there were 3,000 young men destroyed. After the nine generals gave their heads, they scared off a group of them... In this way, the number of the remaining Tsing Yi troops who were captured was no more than 2,000.
Seeing his expression, Jiang Pengji moved in her heart and said, "It's just a temporary compilation, just to fill the front."
Meng Hun said, "Fill the facade?"
"Well, although Xiangyang County has been attacked, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be a second Tsing Yi army to make trouble. At this time, manpower is needed. When the situation in Xiangyang County stabilizes, I plan to recruit troops again. The selection criteria are stricter, and soldiers are expensive. If there is not a lot of essence, if you want to raise it, raise an elite soldier.”
Meng Hun understood what Jiang Pengji meant and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then what does the lord plan to do with the robber's body?"
After experiencing the earthquake in Shanghai, Meng Hun was a little bit taboo about corpses, for fear that the corpses would cause disease or contaminate the water source after they were decomposed.
Jiang Pengji did not lift her brows and said, "It will be transported directly to the outside of the city and burned. Special treatment is given in special times. We have insufficient personnel. After taking over Xiangyang County, there are still many things to do. Where can there be redundant people to dig holes for them? Burial? It’s hot again now, and the body will perish after a long time, so it’s okay to dispose of it as soon as possible. Remember, it will be transported to a remote place for disposal.”
Meng Hun didn't have much resistance to the fire, after all, it was the corpse of the enemy.
"By the way, let someone bring you some water and treat the wound on your body. Otherwise, you will suffer in vain when the wound festers."
Jiang Pengji's skills are good, don't look at her embarrassed appearance, her whole body is covered in blood, but the blood is someone else's.
Meng Hun still belongs to the category of a normal person, and it was a late-night melee. He was fierce and not afraid of death, and he fought bravely. He had wounds on his arms, shoulder blades, back waist and other places. It's time to be troublesome.
Meng Hun's heart warmed after hearing this.
He said, "Thank you lord for your concern."
Meng Hun carried the heads of the nine generals, walked to the door and summoned a trilogy, asking him to hang the head on the gate of Xicheng.
"Send more than 100 people to guard the county government, guard the main police in danger, and all cheer up tonight, and there must be no negligence!"
Although most of the Tsing Yi Army in Xiangyang County has been destroyed, the possibility of their comeback cannot be ruled out.
"Yes!"
On the other side, Jiang Pengji's tense nerves relaxed, and she didn't mean to rest, and she was destined to have trouble sleeping tonight.
Instead of dealing with her own image, she recruited someone instead.
"Where are all the women in the hall before?"
The blushing blushed and said, "Do you want to see them, Lord Lang?"
Jiang Pengji raised her brows and said, "Call your lord."
Bu Qu hurriedly changed his words and asked again, "Does the lord want to see them?"
"Yeah." Jiang Pengji nodded.
When she rushed in, not only did she notice the nine generals and the others, but she also noticed that there were more than 20 disheveled women in the hall.
At that time, the situation was too chaotic, and Jiang Pengji couldn't care about their safety. Now that they have settled down, it is time to arrange their whereabouts.
Buqu is a group of big men, even if strict discipline hangs on their heads, it is impossible to guarantee that no one will get angry.
After all, most of these episodes are from bandits.
Jiang Pengji knew what the virtue of a bandit was.
Not long after, the women who were detained in the small firewood house in the side hall were all brought over. Everyone was disgraced, some were silent, some were shivering, and some were blank from expression to eyes, as if a Walking puppet.
Jiang Pengji sat on the head, those women recognized her appearance, and she shrank more and more when she thought of how fierce she was when she murdered before.
"My lord, everyone has already brought it here."
Jiang Pengji glanced at all the women, and then moved his gaze to that part.
She asked in a flat tone, "Did you bully them?"
The other party's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "There is no bullying... It's just that when you push, you will inevitably encounter a little..."
The internal discipline of the trilogy is strict, and whoever dares to violate it will have extremely severe consequences, and they still have their senses.
However, as long as adult men, there are always some physiological needs.
Jiang Pengji was not unkind, and she did not expect these people to be monks who were cultivating with few desires.
In order to solve this contradiction, she and Meng Hunzhi had a meeting, each part could take a day off every month, and the time for this day was freely allocated by them.
As long as it is not a murder, a fight, or a violation of the disciplinary regulations of the Three Shens and Five Orders, the rest will be ignored.
Of course, if she violated the rules she set, the end would be absolutely miserable.
"You're still honest, let's go. Search the county hall to see if there are thicker clothes and bring them to them."
The young man went down in a hurry as if he had been granted amnesty.
After going out, he secretly raised his hand and wiped his forehead, letting out a sigh of relief.
In the face of the head coach Meng Hun, he could maintain his composure, and in the face of the lord, he almost stammered when he spoke.