Chapter 595: The King of Hell is not as fierce as them
Not long after Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang led their men to "clean up" the battlefield, someone followed and brought his troops up the mountain in the dark.
As soon as one wave leaves, another comes.
The mountain was full of bandits, some dead, some injured, and whoever was left alive was tied up and thrown into the martial arts training ground in the village.
On the empty and silent mountain, a group of bandits who were captured alive by Xie Yuchuan and his men could not remember how many times they had been interrogated. At the end of the interrogation, they looked at their brothers who had already "lie down" and spared no pain, and tears of envy flowed from their eyes.
These bastards are simply living devils!
No, no, even the King of Hell is not as fierce as them.
Someone recognized Zhao Gong's familiar face, but unfortunately, as soon as they recognized one, they killed him on the spot, which frightened the others so much that they trembled on the spot and dared not say anything more. They even dared not look at Zhao Gong with the resentful eyes they had at first.
At this point, everyone understood that their own stronghold had been thoroughly explored by the enemy. The situation was hopeless and they had to leave everything to fate.
Who would have thought that the damn group of people would give them a big fuss and then leave them in the training ground and then leave?
When the Tathagata comes, he is like a ghost; when he leaves, he is like a dragon with no trace.
I was lying on the icy ground, feeling cold and tired, and almost frozen to death when I heard the sound from the village again.
Very good, another wave of officers and soldiers are coming to suppress the bandits.
despair……
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The thunder in Gaojia Village fell silent, and the small village at the foot of the mountain soon disappeared into darkness again.
Between heaven and earth, everything is quiet.
Li Shaoqing, the former official of the Imperial Observatory, who had been thinking for a day and a night, sorted out today's harvest and fell asleep on the soft kang.
Lei Zhaonian, who had changed his name, sat cross-legged on the kang in another room without any sleepiness, touching the paper in his hand and admiring it for a long time.
"Thunder, omen, year."
I couldn't help but recite word by word, and my fingertips slowly traced the strokes written by Li Shaoqing.
Lei Zhaonian thought he would be very happy after having a new name, but he never expected that after returning from his teacher, he would become happier and happier.
"This is the name that the master borrowed from God for me." Lei Zhaonian's tone was filled with pride.
He didn't know how long he studied it before he carefully folded it up, took out the cleanest piece of cloth on his body, and wrapped it up.
After wrapping it, he placed it on the table and looked at it for a long time.
I couldn't help it, so I gently opened it and looked at it again.
That night, many people were reborn.
The darkness of night can conceal many things that one does not want others to notice.
Just as Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang led their men and horses to quietly approach the place in the mountains where the loud explosion occurred.
For example, several other groups of officers and soldiers went to Qinglong Village to suppress the bandits, but found that the village had already been cleared out. In dissatisfaction, they beheaded several bandits and used it as credit for suppressing the bandits.
The person who grew the fastest during this day and night was none other than Feng Chen.
He raised his head and drank the medicine Xie Yuchuan gave him, and he felt much better.
But Feng Chen knew in his heart that the reason he was so energetic now was simply because he was holding on with one breath.
Anger that can't be spit out or swallowed.
He looked at the grand scene after the bandit suppression and said with emotion: "When I entered the officialdom, I never thought that the most important lesson in life, being an official, would be taught by General Xie. No wonder he spoke in such a tone when he left."
He remembered that before Xie Yuchuan left, he reminded him with a double meaning: "Master Feng, take care."
Now, Feng Chen finally understood what he meant by "take care".
The exile team led by Xiong Jiushan did not suffer much damage this time because they were protected by Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang's men.
With Feng Chen, an official appointed by the imperial court, leading the charge, and with Feng Chen forcing out many gentry in Yucheng during this bandit suppression campaign, and with all the forces coming together, his small group of exiles seemed less noticeable.
It was clearly a group of people recruited by Xie Yuchuan and his men, but after the mission was accomplished, it seemed as if they had become a group of people seconded by Feng Chen, the magistrate of Yucheng, from somewhere unknown.
Originally, this matter was quite strange, but Feng Chen insisted that it was the helpers he invited from all over the place, plus the various people who came later, and they were really jealous of the huge achievements in front of them.
It wouldn't be nice to hand over such a great achievement to a newcomer to the officialdom like Feng Chen, right?
At such a young age, with such a great achievement under his belt, how could he learn what it means to be an official?
When you are young, you should gain more experience.
It is really not advisable to succeed at a young age.
To suppress bandits.
It has always been a confusing matter.
Since it is a confusing account, why should we be so picky about it?
Besides, County Magistrate Feng was not talking nonsense. Just look at him, with his sick body, begging for help from everyone to recruit people to suppress the bandits. It is clear that his team is a mixed bag, a motley crowd, and there is no way they have the ability to deal with thousands of bandits head-on.
The most crucial difficulty in the main attack and capture was that the officers and soldiers who heard the news and were urgently dispatched to support were able to overcome it.
The battle was already tense when they arrived, and it was only after they all worked together that they successfully won it in one fell swoop!
We have seized countless heads and gold, silver and jewelry, and saved the lives of hundreds of civilians. Today's achievements are enough to benefit countless people in the surrounding area.
As for... the rumor among the people that there was divine help.
This is pure nonsense among the people!
The Xie family, who were said to be protected by the gods, had long been exiled to the north by the emperor.
Even when they passed through Yucheng, they were not spared from the banditry.
Isn't it because he obeyed the government's call and followed Feng Chen, the magistrate of Yucheng, to suppress bandits?
The Xie family has no gods at all!
This is nonsense.
It was clearly the grace of His Majesty, the bravery of the officers and soldiers, and the help of the gentry that enabled us to wipe out the bandits that were plaguing the surrounding areas in one fell swoop.
How can you spread rumors of supernatural things everywhere?
"If the court knew about this matter, which is related to the Xie family's gods, I am afraid they would not acknowledge it. The other officials are so keen on the credit of quelling the bandits. Your submission of this memorial may allow General Xie and his men to travel safely for a while." said Cao Qi, a yamen runner beside Feng Chen.
Feng Chen nodded: "Indeed."
Unexpectedly, the thing that worried him the most turned out to be a blessing in disguise because his colleagues who came to support the bandit suppression tried to steal his credit.
After one day and one night, Feng Chen was exhausted.
Amid the concerned words of his colleagues, he was "sent" back to the city in advance, and the people from Yucheng he brought with him were also politely invited back to Yucheng.
Each family returned to the city with their people after surviving the disaster, and what happened outside the city had little to do with Feng Chen.
As for those properties, Feng Chen was open-minded.
As long as the people of Yucheng were saved, those properties would become amulets for him, the magistrate of Yucheng.
"I wonder how General Xie and the others fared tonight?"
Cao Qi said, "Sir, Lord Xiong said he will leave early tomorrow morning."
Feng Chen nodded: "It's better to leave early."
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