688 'Hospitality', do not give face

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"That's the time for later, now we have to collect some interest first, come on, bring those Tartars up."

Han Tong's eyes looked ahead, and the headless corpses that had been arranged and placed on the ground said coldly.

In fact, there are too many Ming soldiers who died here.

Their heads were cut off by the Tartars and piled up in another place, so that the soldiers of the White Dragon Army could not distinguish their heads from their bodies at all.

A moment later, the thirty-nine wounded Tartars and more than fifty Mongol soldiers who had been captured yesterday were all escorted by the White Dragon sergeants.

"Xing Chong, these dog tartars will be handed over to you, don't let them die too easily.

I will use their wails and screams to summon the souls of these court soldiers who were slaughtered by them. ”

Han Tong's face was grim, his eyes were gloomy, and he said to a confidant general behind him without looking back.

In Han Tong's scout camp, there is no shortage of people who can torture, and learning torture is a necessary option for their training.

"Yes, don't worry, general, his subordinates will treat these dogs and tartars well."

Xing Chong smiled fiercely, his eyes looking at the wounded Tartar soldiers, looking very excited.

"Chen Hui, Luo Wu, Zhang Zhiti, you each bring a few people out, let's entertain these Tartars well, and let them experience what life is better than death."

After receiving Han Tong's order, the general of the scout battalion named Xing Chong turned around and named a few of his subordinates, and then walked towards the Tartar captives.

Xing Chong walked up to a Tartar captive, reached out and touched his shiny head, picked up his rattail braid, and said with a cruel smile: "Sure enough, it's a good scalp, I'll peel it off for you myself later, so you can see how it goes?" ”

"Hmm!"

The tartar was very strong, and when he saw Xing Chong touching his head and carrying his rattail braid, he was very dissatisfied, glared at him angrily, and tried to struggle to stand up, but was held down by the two white dragon soldiers next to him.

"Hey, it's pretty fierce, we'll see if you're still so tough."

A cruel smile flashed on Xing Chong's face, staring at the strong tartar in front of him, not like looking at a person at all, but like looking at a beast, thinking in his heart, how to go under the knife later!

"I'll leave this one to me."

"Then these are mine."

Soon, several White Dragon Army scouts came out of the scout camp, all of them smiling, and walked up to these Tartar captives one by one, choosing their execution targets.

"Lao Chen, are you going to 'treat' your Tartars like this, do you want to peel your scalps, or light the sky lanterns, or Ling Chi?"

"Cut, Luowu, you're all outdated, I'm going to try my new skills and see if I can peel off the whole human skin of the tartar.

I really learned this from an old jailer, and I haven't used it yet, so I'm taking this opportunity to practice my skills.

Lao Zhang, what about you? ”

"I'll try disembowelment this time."

Those Tartar captives couldn't understand Chinese, and at this time, they were still staring at Chen Hui and the others who were approaching them, still wondering how these people felt strange when they looked at them.

But the soldiers of the White Dragon Army, who were holding these Tartar captives next to them, heard the conversation of Chen Hui, Luo Wu and Zhang Zhiti, and they were all mourning for these Tartars one by one.

"Ahhh

A moment later, the vegetable market sounded the terrible howls of those Tartar captives killing pigs, and it was terrifying to listen to from a long distance.

Stomp, stomp!

At noon, a small group of cavalry appeared outside the south of Zhuozhou City, and they were approaching Zhuozhou City at a very fast speed.

They were waving the banner of the White Dragon Army, and they also carried an old medical officer, which was the thirty cavalry sent by Qi Wei yesterday to find Li Zixiao and pick up the old medical officer.

"Quick, open the city gate, we're here with Old Doctor Han."

A cavalry commander of the White Dragon Army came to the city gate of Zhuozhou and shouted loudly to the guards on the city gate.

Immediately, the city gate opened, and these cavalry rushed into Zhuozhou City, and Qi Wei and Han Tong also rushed to meet them after getting the news.

"Old Doctor Han, you can be regarded as here."

Qi Wei looked at his cavalry, and spent a day bringing back the old Korean military doctor who had gray hair on both sideburns, and said very respectfully.

"Ah, this way almost broke up the old bones."

Han Jishi held his waist and got off the horse, his whole old face was not good-looking, and he ignored Qi Wei's greetings and complained.

"Old Doctor Han, you have worked hard, let's go and see General Zilong's injuries first."

Qi Wei urged, and it was too late to let Han Jishi rest.

"Okay."

Fortunately, Han Jishi also knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't care about it, and followed Qi Wei and them to a compound, which was the location of the military medical hall they set up.

"Teacher, you're here."

The middle-aged military doctor in the medical hall also showed excitement after seeing Qi Wei leading Han Jishi and the others over, and greeted him.

"Well, Bo Chang, it turns out that it was you who followed General Qi and them to Zhuozhou this time!"

Han Jishi glanced at his student, nodded slightly, and said.

"Take me to see General Zhao."

"Yes, Teacher."

"Well, this arrow wound is really tricky."

When Han Jishi saw the arrow wound suffered by Zhao Zilong, he also gasped, his face was grim, and he said.

"Yes, teacher, the disciple is not good at learning, and he doesn't dare to deal with General Zhao's arrow wound at all, so he can only ask General Qi to invite the teacher."

Han Jishi glanced at Bo Chang and said, "You still need to practice, this arrow wound is too dangerous, you can't do it."

This time, the teacher personally treated General Zhao's arrow wounds, and you assisted me on the side.

Now you go and prepare the medicine and tools and let the teacher rest for a while. ”

"Yes, Teacher." Bo Chang said excitedly, this is a rare opportunity to learn from Han Jishi.

"General Qi, General Han, you can do whatever you want, you don't need you here, I will send someone to inform you after I deal with General Zhao's arrow wound."

Han Jishi didn't have much awe for Qi Wei and Han Tong, glanced at the two of them, and said casually.

The two of them did not blame Han Jishi for treating them casually, you must know that this military doctor was personally invited by Li Zixiao to sit in the White Dragon Army.

"Okay, then I'll bother the Korean military doctor."

Qi Wei and Han Tong also knew that they would not continue to stay here, and it was easy to arouse Han Jishi's disgust, so they left.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the location of the military medical hall, they saw Qin Zhen hurriedly running over and said, "Two generals, the Yan Governor has asked to see you."

He also brought a group of other surviving court officials in the city, as well as the heads of wealthy gentry families, who have now gathered in the palace and are waiting for you to pass. ”

"Hmph, these guys are scared in their hearts, don't worry about them, continue to hang them, if we deal with them, we can't decide, let's wait for the lord to come.

Calculate the time, and tomorrow the lord should lead a large group of men and horses to arrive. ”

After Qi Wei listened to Qin Zhen's words, he snorted coldly, his eyes showed disgust, and he said in a cold voice.

Zhuozhou City Government, at this time here is very lively, gathered a lot of Ming officials in Zhuozhou City, as well as a large number of gentry, rich businessmen and family heads.

Among them, the officials are headed by Yan Song, the governor of Zhuozhou City, and Ding Liang, the general judge of Zhuozhou.

The representatives of the wealthy gentry in the city are Shen Bing, the head of the Shen family, and the heads of other major families.

"Lord Yan, Lord Ding, why haven't those two generals come yet?"

At this time, no matter how you wait, you can't see Qi Wei and Han Tong coming, a wealthy merchant owner in the palace hall couldn't sit still, stood up and asked Yan Song a little anxiously.

"Maybe the two generals have something, just wait."

Yan Song's face was not good-looking, and he said coldly.

The rich merchant wanted to say something more, but was pulled by another companion next to him, winked at him, and told him not to speak again, and the man sat back unwillingly.

The heads of these wealthy gentry families in Zhuozhou City could see that Yan Song's face was ugly at this time.

Since the White Dragon Army occupied Zhuozhou City, with Qi Wei temporarily taking charge of the government, Yan Song, the prefect of Zhuozhou appointed by the imperial court, has basically been hollowed out.

Not only that, but even the surviving court officials basically lost their power, and Qi Wei re-established a new set of leadership groups.

This made these surviving court officials very scared one by one, and they panicked in their hearts.

Because they knew very well why they were able to massacre the city of Tartar and survive, because they had succumbed to the Tartars before.

The court officials who did not submit to the Tartars were all killed.

Now that the White Dragon Army has entered the city, the Tartars have been beaten away, and such a result is something that Yan Song and they never expected.

So at this time, Yan Song and the others were really panicked in their hearts, worried that their previous defection to the Tartars would be exposed, and the court would definitely not be able to spare them at that time.

Compared with Yan Song, the prefect of Zhuozhou, what is more flustered than him are these wealthy gentry in Zhuozhou City.

But after Qi Wei entered the city, he didn't move them, which also made the heads of these wealthy gentry families begin to have luck thoughts in their hearts.

Even, some wealthy gentry are still thinking about how to recover the money and food they were robbed of by the Tartars from the hands of the White Dragon Army.

Because, yesterday, the White Dragon Army distributed food to all the people in the city, which made these wealthy gentry very dissatisfied.

The White Dragon Army treats everyone equally, and the food distributed to these wealthy gentry is the same as that of ordinary people.

Last night, these wealthy gentry could only drink gruel like ordinary people, and there was no big fish and meat to eat.

Some wealthy gentry are still thinking that after meeting Qi Wei, they can get back the money and grain they were robbed of by the Tartars, because they know that the Tartars did not take the money and grain away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you think that the two generals who entered the city will return the money and food that the Tartars have stolen from us?

But I have two whole granaries, and more than 4,000 stone of grain, all of which have been taken away by the Tartars. ”

At this time, an obese middle-aged wealthy businessman moved his fat body and asked the heads of many wealthy gentry in the lobby.

Moreover, he spoke only of grain, and not of silver, for the money of the Tartars was not robbed of them, but given to them with their own hands.

"It should be, they are the army of the imperial court, we are the people of the Ming Dynasty, and it is natural for them to protect us.

Now that the Tartars are gone, the Tartars have robbed me of the money and food, but our Zhou family has worked hard for several generations to save, so how can we return it. ”

The head of a large household next to him responded.

"Hey, Shen family master, I heard that your Shen family has more than a dozen granaries, which have been looted by the Tartars, tens of thousands of stone grains, what do you think of this matter."

At this time, someone asked Shen Bing.

Shen Bing smiled and said slowly: "What the family masters said is right, it is our army of the Ming Dynasty that has entered the city, and they will not treat us like a tartar."

However, don't expect to recover all the money and food, if you can get back four or fifty percent, it will already be very good. ”

"Well, what the Shen family master said is right, we don't expect to get it all back, we can get back four or fifty percent, and we are satisfied."

"Yes, yes."

Yan Song, who was sitting on the first seat, looked at the heads of the wealthy gentry families below, discussing how much money and food they wanted to get back from the White Dragon Army, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

"These stupid pigs, I don't know who they're up against.

It was Count Li's army that entered the city this time, what kind of person is Li Zixiao, who is notoriously greedy and eats people without spitting out bones.

You still want to get back the money and food that was robbed by the Tartars from him, it's really a fool's dream. ”

Yan Song sneered in his heart, but it was a pity that he would not tell these words to these wealthy gentry, anyway, the life or death of these people did not care about his business at all.

Now, what Yan Song is worried about is whether he will pursue his previous surrender to Tartar after Li Zixiao comes to Zhuozhou.

"Hmph, even if Li Zixiao investigates the responsibility of his own official, it will have to be dealt with by the imperial court.

As long as I wait for the official to be escorted to the capital, I will go to the teacher and ask the teacher to intercede for me in front of the official book, and at most I will be dismissed and investigated.

After two years of rumors, the official can re-enter the court as an official. ”

Yan Song was worried that Li Zixiao would pursue him, but at the same time, he also had a way to deal with it.

After all, even if Yan Song knew about Li Zixiao's greed and boldness, he didn't believe that Li Zixiao could be bold enough to kill him, a four-rank prefect appointed by the imperial court.

Actually, Yan Song took his family last night and wanted to sneak away, but at this time, Zhuozhou City was under martial law, and he had no chance to leave the city at all.

"Master, the little one is back."

At this time, a family member who had just been sent out by Yan Song ran back.

"What? What about the two generals? Yan Song frowned and asked.

"Master, the two generals did not come to the mansion." The man replied honestly.

"Hmph, they don't even give face to the prefect, they are really arrogant enough, what do they say."

Yan Song snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and he said dissatisfiedly.

"Back to the master, there is a general who said that they are going to Zhang Shoubei's mansion to pay tribute to the Zhang Shoubei family who was killed by the Tartars, and they don't have time to come over to accompany the masters, so let the masters disperse."

The man replied truthfully.

In fact, Qi Wei's original words were more direct and difficult to hear, and this family didn't dare to say that, so he could only modify it slightly.

"Hmph, let's go back."

As soon as Yan Song heard his family's words, he knew that Qi Wei and Han Tong obviously didn't give him face this time, and they were in an even worse mood, so they stood up and left.

"Lord Yan......"

As a result, a group of wealthy gentry were left looking at each other, and it was useless for them to stay any longer, and they also went back after a while.

(End of chapter)