Chapter 184 So professional!
It is still unknown whether Freemasonry can develop into the "Mafia" in the future, and whether Wei Changtian can become the "underground godfather" of Shuzhou, but the Thunderbolt Sect will definitely be destroyed today.
A quarter of an hour later.
Under the leadership of several fifth-rank masters, hundreds of Freemason gang members broke through the defense line and rushed into the entrance of the Thunderbolt Sect, and another fierce battle ensued.
Due to the hasty response and the lack of top-notch combat power, the people of the Thunderbolt Clan finally lost after resisting for a while. Large numbers of gang members turned around and fled, but before they could run far, they were stopped and killed by the Freemasons who were ambushing in the woods.
Screams echoed in Jiguana Mountain, and the scene of corpses everywhere was as bloody and terrifying as purgatory.
Under such heavy pressure, except for a small number of brave men who were still fighting to the death, most of the rest of the Thunderbolt Sect members were unwilling to die in vain, so they dropped their swords and wanted to surrender.
Chu Xianping's way of dealing with these people was also very simple.
Want to surrender? You can.
First kill those who are unwilling to surrender.
This request was a bit excessive, but most people didn't care about brotherhood in order to survive. They turned their knives around and rebelled on the spot, raising their knives to chop at their companions' heads.
They were comrades one second and enemies the next.
Although these fence-sitters are undoubtedly despised by others, they greatly shortened the battle time and also greatly reduced the casualties on the Freemasons' side.
Another quarter of an hour later, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided, and a gang fight involving nearly a thousand people on both sides finally ended.
Dead bodies were scattered all over the top of Jiguana Mountain, and the stench of blood was extremely pungent.
The Freemasons carried out the aftermath work in an orderly manner with a very clear division of labor. It was obvious that they had a set of rules that were different from those of ordinary gangs.
Finishing off the enemy, healing the wounded, and looting. After all this hard work, someone immediately came to report the situation to Wei Changtian and Chu Xianping.
"Master Wei, Captain."
The man stood in front of the horse, his body stained with blood.
"Except for those who have surrendered, there are no more survivors in the Thunderbolt Sect. More than a hundred brothers have died, and dozens are seriously injured. I'm afraid they can't be saved."
"We have found the Pili Sect's treasury. In addition, we also found a dungeon with about a hundred people imprisoned inside, mostly women. They must have been abducted to the mountain by the Pili Sect."
After hearing the general situation, Chu Xianping just nodded and said "I understand", but did not give any specific instructions on what to do next.
After all, several forces have been destroyed, and his subordinates know very well how to deal with the aftermath.
"Sir, it should be safer inside now."
Pointing to the mountain gate with the word "霹雳" engraved on it, Chu Xianping turned his head and asked Wei Changtian: "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
"Well, let's go."
Wei Changtian didn't care about it. After getting off his horse, he walked into the blood-stained mountain gate with Chu Xianping.
Similar to the bandit dens shown in TV dramas, the Pili Clan’s lair was built on the mountain. It wasn’t too large, but it was definitely not small.
The trembling captives had already been stripped of their weapons and were standing together with their upper bodies naked, guarded by dozens of ferocious-looking men.
Dead bodies were dragged on the ground and placed on the east and west sides.
The corpses piled up like a small hill in the east belong to the people from the Thunderbolt Sect. I guess they will just dig a hole and bury them soon.
Those neatly laid out on the west side are the Freemasons, they will definitely be taken back and given a proper burial.
In addition, there were several wooden tables in the open space, and the people sitting behind the tables were wearing robes.
"Brother Chu, what are these people doing?"
Wei Changtian couldn't help but feel curious as he watched those people take out pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, as well as booklets, from the boxes they carried with them.
"Sir, they are specifically responsible for statistics."
Chu Xianping explained in detail:
"This is responsible for counting military merits, using the heads as evidence to facilitate future rewards."
"This is responsible for counting the brothers who died in battle and those who were injured. Each dead person will receive 20 taels. If they have families, they will be given to them. If not, a better coffin will be prepared for them."
"That one is responsible for counting the surrendered people, and that one is responsible for counting the looted money and other things."
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Good man, you are running a statistics company here? ? ?
We are a gangster, boss, is it really necessary to be so professional? !
Wei Changtian was stunned and it took him a long while to utter a word.
"Brother Chu, I'm afraid even the soldiers can't do this."
"Sir, there is no order without rules."
Chu Xianping said seriously: "Set up rules for them early, so that they will not become a mob in the future, and they can help you do great things."
Do something big? What big thing do I want to do? Only rebellion requires this level of effort!
"Brother Chu, you really care about me."
Wei Changtian gave a helpless "compliment" and stopped dwelling on this issue. Instead, he followed Chu Xianping to take a look around the Pili Gate's treasury.
There is indeed a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, but there is nothing else.
Wei Changtian certainly looked down upon these properties, but he finally understood why Chu Xianping had never asked him for money.
The Pili Clan alone has an asset of tens of thousands of taels of silver.
The Freemasons have now destroyed six such gangs, and at least have robbed more than 100,000 taels. You know, Chen Bo told me before that the gross profit of all the industries of the Shuzhou branch of the Xuanjing Division is only 100,000 taels a year!
Not to mention the small vendors who work from dawn to dusk and the farmers who work hard in the fields.
This really proves the saying - kill people and set fires and you get a golden belt, build bridges and repair roads and there will be no corpses.
Not finding any treasure, Wei Changtian soon lost interest.
Coming out of the treasury, the bodies in the open space had been almost dealt with. There were long queues in front of the wooden tables, and it was obvious that the statistical work had already begun.
Men carrying human heads, trembling captives, and boxes of silver ingots. Among the several teams, one team stood out because most of the people in the queue were half-naked women.
They should be the ordinary people who were abducted to the mountains by the Thunderbolt Sect.
It goes without saying what these women had suffered in the Thunderbolt Sect. Some of them still knew to cover the key parts of their bodies with remnants of clothes, but some had already become numb like zombies, allowing large areas of skin to be exposed to the public.
Wei Changtian only felt sad when seeing this scene. Others might have different ideas, but at least they would restrain their gazes and try not to look in that direction.
Perhaps this is also one of the rules set by Chu Xianping.
"well"
Sighing, Wei Changtian walked out and asked casually: "Brother Chu, how will these people be dealt with?"
"Give them some clothes, write down their names and then let them go."
Chu Xianping answered truthfully: "After that, whether they live or die has nothing to do with Freemasonry."
It can be considered that I have done my utmost.
Wei Changtian nodded without saying anything else, and continued walking towards the mountain gate.
However, the next moment, he and Chu Xianping suddenly stopped at the same time.
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"What's your name?"
"Wang, Wang Qian."
"Hmm? Are you the head of the Wang Escort?"
"Good, good man, do you recognize me?"
"Captain Wang? Is it really you? Didn't you die while escorting three years ago?!"
"This is a long story. I have been imprisoned on Jiguan Mountain for the past three years."
At this point, the ragged man seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked in a trembling voice:
"Brother, do you know if my wife and children are safe?!"
"My family lives in Fulu Lane. My surname is Li and my name is Suyue."
(End of this chapter)
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