In Youzhou city, in front of a mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, a rough knock on the door made the door knocker clang.
"Who is so rude!" An angry shout came from the yard.
The leading sergeant outside the door sneered: "Of course there is something good, open the door!"
The vermilion lacquered door creaked open, revealing a fat butler with a fat head and big ears.
He was about to curse when he saw a group of armored soldiers standing outside the door.
His face suddenly changed and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Soldier, sir..."
The fat butler hurriedly put on a smile, his waist bent like a shrimp.
"My master said that he would visit the new general in a few days and would pay him the proper respect..."
The fat leader pushed him away, and the fat butler fell on his back with a cry of "ouch".
He quickly got up again, his face even more flattering:
"General, calm down! My master is a well-known philanthropist. When Youzhou City was building its walls, he donated three thousand taels of silver!"
"Oh? Nice guy, huh?"
"Then don't worry, we won't make things difficult for good people."
Erpang sneered and waved behind him.
A skinny man staggered out, and when he saw the fat butler, deep hatred burst out in his eyes.
"That's him!" The man said hoarsely, pointing at the fat butler, trembling all over.
"He was tempted by my wife and flirted with her. I saw him and punched him. Then I asked the government to arrest him and sent my whole family to be drug slaves!"
The fat butler's face turned pale. He had flirted with so many decent women! How could he remember who was who?
The fat man stepped forward with a fierce smile:
“Oh, I see.”
"I am here to collect taxes under the order of General Xia!"
"tax?"
The fat butler looked bewildered.
"Where did this come from?"
"The northern barbarians are coming. General Xia wants to defend the city, so naturally all the wealthy families in the city must share the military supplies!"
Erpang waved his hand.
"Brothers, go in and take inventory!"
Before the fat butler could react, the soldiers filed in.
There was a sudden commotion in the yard, and a white-haired old man hurried over, supported by his servants.
"How dare you!" The old man was so angry that his beard stood up straight.
"How come the new General Xia is so ignorant of etiquette? They are all respectable people..."
Erpang ignored him and led his men straight to the warehouse.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, I saw mountains of grain inside, much of which had already become moldy and spoiled.
“Stop them!”
The old man shouted sternly.
"Oh, you still dare to do it? Haha!"
As soon as a few guards drew their swords, they were hacked to the ground by the soldiers, and their blood instantly dyed the bluestone slabs red.
Seeing this, the old man rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Load the truck!" Erpang shook the blood off his knife and gave an order, and the soldiers began to carry the grain bags.
In a short while, the carriage was filled to the brim.
Erpang clapped his hands:
"We can't transport it all in one trip, come back later!"
At the same time, similar scenes were taking place in the homes of wealthy families in Youzhou City.
The soldiers broke into mansions like wolves and looted the granaries.
What is shocking is that in the warehouses of many big households.
The grain was piled up so much that it had grown moldy and hairy, while the people outside the city were starving everywhere.
"These bastards!" A soldier kicked the moldy grain bag and cursed.
"They would rather let the food rot than give it to the poor!"
In another house, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe was roaring at the soldiers:
"You guys are robbing me in broad daylight! I'm going to sue you at the government office..."
"Pa!" A loud slap interrupted his words.
"Let me remind you."
"We just came from the government office."
"Why are you suing me?!"
"When you were preparing to join the barbarians along with the two great families, why didn't you think about the imperial court?"
"We don't have...what evidence do you have?"
As cartloads of food were transported to the military camp.
The people of Youzhou City took to the streets and watched this unprecedented scene. Some people were so excited that they knelt down and cried.
"God has eyes!"
"The new General Xia is truly a great and upright ruler!"
However, there are also discordant voices.
“This is going to kill us.”
A wealthy man dressed in brocade brandished a long sword and rushed into the street with dozens of soldiers armed with sharp weapons.
"Fight them!"
Ming San was collecting taxes with a team of soldiers in the next street. Upon hearing the news, he immediately rushed to provide support.
Turning the corner, I saw dozens of fat and strong men showing off their power in the street.
Ming San rode his horse into the crowd without saying a word. The long sword in his hand flashed coldly, and two heads fell to the ground.
"Kill! Leave no one alive!"
Ming San roared.
The soldiers pounced on them like wolves and tigers.
How could those big-time thugs who usually live a life of luxury be a match for these veterans of the battlefield?
In the blink of an eye, they fled in all directions. Ming San led the cavalry in pursuit, and the streets were immediately covered in blood.
What’s ironic is that those wealthy people who escaped all had big bellies and fat waists, and their fat shook when they ran.
The people on both sides of the street were all skinny and watched the scene coldly.
Some people even smiled with satisfaction.
Su Changfeng and his men rushed over upon hearing the news.
"this……"
Su Changfeng frowned.
Ming San came over and explained to him politely:
"The soldiers fought bloody battles, and they always need to vent after entering the city. Since ancient times, it has been common to massacre a city for three days after conquering it. General Xia has been merciful, and only allows us to collect taxes."
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