There is also Hengzi Bridge in the northwest and Xuantai Bridge in the southwest. The streets and buildings nearby that can see the situation here are densely packed with people from Bianliang who have come to watch the excitement.
The fighting lasted all night, or rather, it only lasted for a short while. The government was mainly busy rescuing hostages, searching for remaining bandits, transporting seized supplies, and clearing out the remaining evil forces except Wuyou Cave and Guifan Tower.
Wuyou Cave and Guifanlou in the underground of Bianliang are only the two main gangs. In addition to them, the Beggar Gang, Ghost Market, and Wharf Boat Gang also have strongholds underground. They do different illegal activities and often gather together to harm the people.
In addition, except for the headquarters, all other branches of Wuyou Cave must be destroyed one by one.
It is estimated that although all underground forces cannot be completely wiped out this time, at least they can be severely damaged, and they will be broken up into small groups and continue to hide in the gutter in darkness.
When a flood occurs next spring, Kaifeng Prefecture will be able to completely wipe out the underground forces and restore the security of Bianliang.
In the continuous rain, boats kept coming out.
Some of the boats were loaded with gangsters tied up, while others were loaded with ragged victims, mostly children and women. These two vulnerable groups were also the main targets of the gangsters.
A small boat approached the shore and several women with numb faces got off the boat. They didn't even have many clothes on their bodies, just covered themselves with the clothes of the dead.
Zhao Jun had already sent people to buy a large amount of clothes from the nearby market, and then an old woman took them to a temporary tent on the river bank to change into women's clothes, so that they could maintain some dignity.
A child in tattered clothes and covered with wounds was carried down on his back. The doctor nearby walked over, brought him to the tent, and treated him on the spot.
There was a beggar without legs, being carried out.
There were also some things that weren't even human, "they" were covered with monkey hair, dog hair, and snake scales, like a group of animals. Their throats were hoarse with medicine, and they made a creaking sound.
It was still drizzling as a new group of bandits were brought out from under the canal, and the sounds of wailing, begging, screaming and pleading for mercy could be heard.
Compared to the victims, even the injured criminals received no better treatment. They were basically taken to prison vans on the shore and locked up, then sent to the Imperial City for trial and execution at the end of the year.
Most of them are strong men. These people are the ones in control of the lower levels. There is a clear hierarchy from bottom to top.
The second group is composed of old women. These women are the most despicable. They often take advantage of people's sympathy to abduct women or children. Many underground brothels in Bianliang are managed by these madams.
When it comes to dealing with women, female brothel owners are more ruthless than men.
Groups of bandits were roughly bound hand and foot by imperial guards and yamen runners and loaded onto prison vans. Many of them desperately pleaded for mercy, some shouting, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll confess everything."
Some shouted, "Sir, I still have some savings. If you can let me go, I will give them all to you. I also know where my family's savings are hidden."
Others, knowing they were on the verge of death, shouted, "Eighteen years from now, I'll be a hero again."
The victims still hid in the tent with fear on their faces, just like before, peeking out cautiously from a gap in the tent, and cursing under their breath from time to time.
A woman saw the old woman who abused her among the crowd of people being escorted. She rushed forward and bit her like a madman, and was dragged away by the guards.
As a large number of hostages and bandits were brought ashore, all kinds of stench, fragrance, and medicinal smells emanated from the air.
Corpses floated out of the canals from time to time, and the strong smell of blood made the smell near the surrounding culverts strange and unpleasant.
Zhao Jun stood on the high ground with his hands behind his back, looking down.
Fantai Chunxiao is a riverbank lawn. At this moment, at least thousands of victims have been rescued from under the willow trees. Their cries gradually spread throughout the camp, expressing their joy at seeing the light of day again.
Everything in the world seemed to have quieted down, so quiet that it seemed that only their crying was left.
In the distant blocked streets and markets, a large number of people also poured in. Many people wanted to break through the blockade and rush to the tents on the riverbank to see if their missing family members were inside.
The Imperial City Administration had set up roadblocks in the market town near Yunqi Bridge. But even then, some people were still crying and begging, "Please, let us in! I just want to find my daughter."
"My child, there must be my child in there. Ali, don't be afraid, mother is here."
"Could my wife be in there? Last autumn, she disappeared while strolling through the market with a neighbor's daughter. Both our families were going crazy. Could she be here too?"
The people were wailing, and more people were crowding in from the rear. The wooden fence roadblocks were already shaky.
The soldiers of the Imperial City Department had no choice but to explain impatiently, "Don't worry, everyone. The prefect has already ordered that the victims will be registered one by one and escorted home by the government. They are safe, so don't worry."
"Everyone understands how they feel, but the people have been rescued, so don't rush. Attacking the roadblocks now will only cause chaos, and the authorities will punish you."
"Everyone, step back. Don't rush forward."
The soldiers maintaining order shouted.
If it happened in the future, this would definitely calm the people's emotions.
But in the Song Dynasty, the status of soldiers was too low, especially in Bianliang, where almost no one took them seriously.
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