Du Qiaoer was led by Liu Chengzong and found the murderer among the prisoners.
In Liu Chengzong's eyes, the little girl who was very smart and brave walked timidly in the queue of prisoners with cracks, and her body suddenly froze, as if a restraining spell had been cast on her.
"found it?"
Du Qiaoer seemed to be reminded by his voice. He moved his body and raised his hand to point at a flag soldier in front of the queue.
Liu Chengzong looked over and saw that he was an old flag soldier who was over forty years old. His weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles and he looked very honest. He had a broken arm and was sitting cross-legged at the front of the queue with a hunched back.
When he was pointed at, a look of confusion appeared on the old flag army's face. He looked at Fan Sanlang, then raised his eyes and looked at Liu Chengzong: "You thief, you just want to kill someone with a knife, don't throw bad water on him, I don't recognize this person." .”
To be honest, Liu Chengzong originally doubted whether Fan Sanlang had admitted his mistake.
But when he heard the flag soldier call him a thief, he tilted his head and touched the back of his head, and pressed the tip of his tongue across his teeth.
After entering Shanxi, the Lion Battalion wiped out eight groups of bandits including Yatou Mountain. When they surrounded Huojiabao, only Gao Xian's troops shot a few arrows. Other than that, they only defeated the Fenzhou Guard's flag army.
As for this banner army, Tang Qi robbed and burned two villages, Zaowang Mountain and Fanjiayu, killing at least 200 households.
Now I can call him a thief.
That's absolutely true.
Before he could say anything, Fan Sanlang took off his scarf and said, "Kill my brother-in-law, kill my younger brother, and drag away my eldest sister. Then see if you recognize me!"
"It's you, why do you kill my brother-in-law, my younger brother, and my eldest sister!"
Du Qiaoer only glanced at Lao Qijun's face, and she couldn't forget this face.
Even though she had been fantasizing about ways to take revenge in her head for two whole days, she only dared to take a look.
Just one look at that face made my heart clenched with fear.
These flag soldiers are all ghosts who eat people without spitting out their bones. Half of her family died at the hands of this man.
But now this man has become a prisoner, and others are not afraid of him at all. These thieves from Shaanxi are not even willing to waste ropes to tie him up.
"It's your daughter."
There was some fluctuation on Lao Qijun's face. He turned away from her and said, "I have killed so many people. How can I remember who is your brother-in-law and who is your brother?"
This is enough.
Liu Chengzong watched the old flag soldier stand up with his remaining arm. The flag soldier next to him unconsciously moved a little farther away from him, but there was no fear of death on this man's face.
His eyes fell on Liu Chengzong's face. He no longer called him a thief, but showed a flattering smile: "General, I can kill people for you with just one hand... You said that you can avoid death if you point someone to the Lion Camp, but you can't kill me."
Old Banner pursed his lips, looked at the girl and grinned, then turned his head and said, "I want to identify her."
Liu Chengzong laughed out of his nose: "My thoughts are changing very quickly. It's a pity for you to live as a flag soldier at such an old age. Does this make sense?"
The Old Banner Army does not use rules to fight those who make the rules.
He looked left and right before nodding towards Liu Chengzong again.
The meaning is obvious, death is imminent anyway, either don't kill me, the rules set by killing me are bullshit, no one will identify me anymore, and even the prisoners will no longer sit still and wait for death.
Few people in the world will truly sit still and wait for death.
Those who sit and wait for death think that they are sitting and waiting not for death but for life.
If what you are waiting for is death, then what else is there to wait for?
Liu Chengzong could only raise his hand: "You mean, I won't kill you."
With a victorious smile on his face, the old flag soldier turned around and started pointing at people.
Liu Chengzong lowered his head and glanced at Fan Sanlang. She had been crying.
He turned around and waved not far away.
The old flag soldier seemed to be playing, with a smile on his face, and he stretched out his arms to sweep through the crowd. His fingers seemed to have incomparable power. Wherever he swept, the expression of the flag soldier changed drastically.
At this moment, Lao Banjun suddenly wanted to ask, what does innocence mean?
In a place like the garrison, a few families who have remained unchanged for two hundred years take turns serving as commanders, and so many people remain unchanged for two hundred years as military households. Are people still considered human beings?
The commander is the sun in the sky, and the flag army is the leeks on the ground.
They are upright animals and human-shaped tools that are still alive after death. They do what the commander wants to do even if they don't want to do it; they can't do what the commander doesn't want to do even if they want to.
Morality, etiquette, justice, right and wrong, whatever the commander says counts.
Guard station, isn't the guard station just for the emperor to fight, as long as it can fight.
One thousand people versus 1,500 people from the Lion Battalion. Even if they move to another place, even if they declare a large frontier army, they will definitely be able to defeat them much better?
Suddenly, other people's expressions interrupted Lao Qijun's fantasy.
The flag soldiers he pointed at were no longer afraid of his hands, but instead looked behind him with expectant expressions.
He turned his head and saw Liu Chengzong holding a French pistol and telling the girl something.
Chengyun thought it was a big deal that the second brother called him, so he ran over all the way, but the second brother didn't say a word to him, but just took the gun away from his waist.
Too much!
"You can't kill him with a knife. Don't shake your hands. Hold him in one hand and hold him in front of the other. Pull the trigger."
The old flag soldier said angrily: "You can't kill me!"
"I won't kill Momojijia if she identifies him. The wrongdoer has his debtor, so why can't she kill him? She won't accuse anyone else."
After that, he packed the match rope and handed it to Fan Sanlang.
The girl held the blunderbuss in her hand, holding it with her front hand and her back hand, as if she was holding a long-barreled bird blunderbuss, walking towards the old flag army step by step.
boom!
Gunpowder smoke spurted out in front of Fan Sanlang, and the moment before the fire burst out, Liu Chengzong saw the old flag army sighing.
Immediately, he was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. He stretched his remaining arm to the sky, trying to grab something.
Fan Sanlang turned around and ran back, putting the gun in Liu Chengzong's hand.
She wiped the tears on her face, then turned to draw the knife. She didn't estimate the length and made a clumsy move. She straightened her arm, but the tip of the knife was still stuck in the scabbard.
He had no choice but to pull the scabbard back again before holding the waist knife in his hand.
The girl was no longer afraid of the old flag army. She walked over and raised the knife above her head, one knife, another knife, and another knife.
More than 900 flag soldiers were sitting there. No one stood up and just watched expressionlessly.
Strangely enough, when the old flag army said he wanted to identify him, Liu Chengzong's heart was not shaken by the way he looked so sure of him.
But Lao Qijun's sigh before his death contained a huge sense of power, which made him feel sad.
He raised his head and glanced at the blue sky, stepped forward and grabbed Fan Sanlang by the collar, like a small dancing animal, and lifted her out.
This is not soldier material.
In fact, Liu Chengzong valued having a female soldier to join him.
Very excited, female soldier.
Everything is difficult at the beginning. With female soldiers and further encouraging the people by using them as examples, the potential recruitment population can increase by at least 30%.
But the female soldier he wanted was actually like Qin Liangyu, who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 180 pounds, not a little guy who could lift over a hundred pounds with one arm.
Comparing ideals with reality, reality is like a quail.
The identification ended in the afternoon, and 422 Fenzhou flag guards who had a long history of crimes were executed.
One hundred and thirty criminal soldiers were organized into two teams. In the evening, they drank millet porridge, issued bucklers and swords outside the fort, and began to climb the city.
The remaining more than 600 flag soldiers, according to the severity of their crimes, dug pits for those who should, and carried goods for those who should carry goods.
More than 200 of them were finally released after hearing testimonies from many parties in the Banner Army, which confirmed that they were indeed just trapped and had never been active in following the late commander's orders.
Liu Chengzong also gave each of them two kilograms of dry food for travel expenses.
This made Qi Qi grateful, as these people had no hope of returning alive.
They are the people who least believe in surrendering without surrender, not to mention that they are captured rather than surrendered.
There are only causes and effects in this world, and there is absolutely no retribution.
If there is retribution, Liu Chengzong will be their retribution.
Fu Renxi also came from Yonghe Pass to watch the battle between the two groups of criminal soldiers.
Liu Chengzong's murderous nature frightened Mr. Fu, but he also considered things from a practical point of view: "Now that it's like this, why did you put those two hundred people back? Just kill them all in the valley."
"Among the more than 200 people who were released, there may be some who are innocent, but I believe there are more people who have not become beasts."
Fu Renxi was speechless for a moment, and did not dare to raise his hand too high. He pointed at Liu Chengzong's waist and said, "You are very strange. If you let the two hundred people go back, the Fenzhou Guards will fight you again. Never surrender until you can."
"If you don't surrender, I will surrender to someone else. Anyway, they will always find someone to surrender. If a cat gets into a mouse hole and gets stuck in its head, a mouse will die if it gets into a cat's nest."
Liu Chengzong took this matter lightly: "We are not from the same group. They don't want to surrender to me, and I don't want to surrender to them."
There was a burst of gunshots on the fort wall, and two groups of criminal soldiers entered the shooting range of Huojiabao, carrying ladders and shields to speed up.
Fu Renxi pointed towards Huojiabao: "Then I and the general are considered to be part of the same group?"
"If you want to go to Liaodong, I can give you a ride, but I won't be able to help you there. This is the way the world is now."
Liu Chengzong saw two aerial ladders erected on the fortress wall. He slowly shook his head and said: "Everyone in the world is trying to survive, and ambition is very valuable."
He was very pleased that Fu Renxi did not lead his army to steal his butt when he was fighting Zhang Zhan in the Lion Camp.
Fu Renxi smiled bitterly and sighed: "In this world, I only have 400 people under my command. The general can help me. If I become the chief and deputy chief of the army, and tens of thousands of people come to me for food every day, how can I still have something?" What a fucking ambition.”
Liu Chengzong turned and glanced at Fu Renxi: "Deputy Commander-in-Chief, please wait until I think about it. How many times can you kill me to earn you a Deputy Commander-in-Chief? When you become Deputy Commander-in-Chief, I estimate that Shaanxi and Shanxi will I can feed you wherever you go.”
"Ah!"
Fu Renxi obviously didn't believe it. He just thought Liu Chengzong was telling a joke, so he clasped his fists and laughed: "I'll take advantage of the general's good fortune for my humble position. If I go to Liaodong, I will let my baby recognize you as my godfather."
Liu Chengzong is not kidding.
He already had a rough route in mind.
Barren places such as Shaanxi Mountain are not without food, but the best land is in the hands of Wangzhuang. Many people have been displaced, and the number of people left behind is far less than before.
If there were more and more military officers like Fu Renxi, they would form a symbiotic state with him.
He can further reduce the military pressure and have time to complete the water conservancy construction that the Ming Dynasty could not complete, and at least restore the slightest vitality to this land.
Even if the food problem still cannot be solved, it will be enough to reach the gates of Northern Zhili, the Central Plains and even the Land of Abundance.
But the plan is always to look good. Last winter, he was still thinking that the Xingzi River would have a good harvest this year. A frost during the Spring Festival directly destroyed Wangzhuang to the point where one year's cultivation was not enough for their military rations.
The two groups of criminal soldiers fought hard, climbed up the fort wall with crossbows and muskets, and entered into a hand-to-hand battle to seize the city wall.
The younger generation of the Huo family can fight a lot, but it is difficult to win if they stick to the fortress wall.
This battle basically sealed the victory.
Soon, there were fewer and fewer defenders on the earthen fort, the gate of the fort was opened, and the infantry of Gao Xian's troops filed into the fort.
Not long after, the old, weak, women and children who had previously taken refuge in the fort slowly left the fort, while the younger generations of the Huo family retreated into the house to defend themselves.
Those who surrendered have surrendered, and those who fought are still fighting.
But now that the fort gate has been opened, the remaining battle is to clear out the defenders, so the problem is no longer big.
This made both Liu Chengzong and Fu Renxi relieved.
Fu Renxi seemed to have discovered at this moment that there was a young woman following Liu Chengzong, so he smiled and said, "General, is this a new servant?"
He meant it as a joke. Who would believe that the female relatives next to such a big bandit leader were soldiers?
However, Liu Chengzong disappointed him again. He nodded very seriously and said: "I am also very distressed."
He looked back at Fan Sanlang and said, "When she came to join me, I originally wanted her to go to a place where there was no fighting, cook and wash clothes for the soldiers, and even learn some medical skills. But she has to fight. Look at this Thin, I was stronger than her when I was twelve or thirteen years old.”
It means Master Gao is not here, otherwise he will be angry to death.
Isn't it right that you are stronger than others? No serious person can compare to the food in autumn.
How many heroes and heroes only eat one meal of beheading for the rest of their lives, making them finish the meal and spend the whole autumn busy practicing martial arts.
If you put a stone on it and eat the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon every day, you can make a big fuss in heaven.
"Assign her to another team. She will die in the next battle. She may be held back. She is the only one who lives in those two villages. She should cherish her life."
Du Qiaoer is really hard to persuade.
She thought for a long time down the well. Sanlang had dug a hole in the well long ago, and the old lady had passed away long ago. There was no need to go out and fight to the death.
Fan Sanlang gave her all his belongings, including his weapons, his clothes, his military pay, his war profits, and even his life.
Let her live well.
So she erected a tombstone on Sanlang's grave, which read Du Qiaoer's tomb.
That wasn't the right night.
The flag army should not kill people, the eldest brother should not leave the village, the second brother should not jump over the wall, the eldest sister should not fall, the second sister should not run around... everything is wrong.
The one lying on the ground should be Du Qiaoer, and the one walking with the knife pressed should be Fan Sanlang.
She wants to learn Saburo's skills as soon as possible and make things return to the way they should be.
Use Saburo's sword, carry Saburo's bow, and live in the name of Fan Sanlang.
Liu Chengzong turned his head, and the little quail who was eavesdropping with his ears quickly turned his eyes to the side. He exhaled a long breath: "A living person is not special or rare. Here, everyone you see, we are all The survivors of natural and man-made disasters.”
