Seeing Zhang Bolin and the others retreating, the passers-by on the opposite side of the street and on the street also retracted their heads into their bunkers and waited in response to the commander's whistle, and both sides suddenly became silent. [No pop-up novel website] i. Suddenly, there was a roar, the earth trembled, thick smoke and dust filled the sky, bricks and wood flew in all directions, some bricks flew into the house, and a series of tragic events occurred. scream. Just after the explosion, the travelers who had been prepared for a long time let out an earth-shattering cry. You Laohu waved his long knife and led people to rush into the collapsed gate first. The road in front of the house was already littered with corpses and injured people. Then, several bloody people cried for their fathers and mothers and fled towards the inner courtyard door. He chased them and chopped them down one by one. Some people were frightened and paralyzed on the ground, either kowtowing to beg for mercy or dumbfounded. There were also several women boiling water among them. The time traveler was holding his breath at this time. He had no intention of showing mercy to the weak and cherished the jade. He was quickly stabbed to death with a bayonet. Some people who had been forced to defend the house threw down their shotguns and muskets and ran for their lives toward the backyard, shouting as they ran:
"Run for your life! Run for your life!"
A few long-standing bandits or members of the Gou family know that once the house is broken down and they have no physical strength, they will still resist desperately. However, even in the case of a hand-to-hand battle, they are unable to fight against the red-eyed traversers. The weapons they use The low-quality iron swords were unable to resist the three-edged bayonet on the SKS rifle, and were quickly wiped out. Others saw this and hurriedly ran for their lives. The door of a house was rushed open before it could be closed in time. In a moment, the doors of all seven houses were opened. Some of the people guarding the house tried to escape through the back door, but an ambush had been prepared there, and those who went out were either killed or captured alive.
Wu De heard shouts of killing, cries for mercy, and curses inside, and knew that the mansion had been completely breached. To be fair, he was still satisfied with the battle. At this time, he was in a very happy mood. He raised his hand and looked at his watch: it was just after half past eight.
The prisoners were escorted from the back door, including men, women, old and young. Wu De asked people to lock them in a dilapidated temple in the village, waiting for screening and release.
After another half an hour, the shouts of death in the house gradually quieted down. Occasionally, there would be one or two particularly penetrating screams. A specially formed search team was searching everywhere in order to see if there were any. No fish slips through the net. After a while, the commandos who rushed in began to withdraw one after another - this was arranged in advance. Once the mansion was completely controlled, the fighting team would withdraw, and the planning committee personnel would inventory the loot. , receive them into the database one by one.
But Wu De still found some disharmony. Someone had a woman's colorful clothes wrapped around his head, someone was holding a tricolor horse's leg, and a few simply worked together to carry a large vase. The order not to take the loot privately was completely forgotten.
After quickly stopping the robbery and reaffirming discipline, he walked around the street again and inspected the situation at the back door. There were many dead people piled at the back door. They were all killed by the team guarding the back door when they tried to escape. Some of the dead were gorgeously dressed, some were in rags, and some were women and children. In the chaos, they were either shot to death with rifles or pushed down and trampled to death. Many of them still had clothes in their arms. Full of soft packages and small boxes. The smell of death is everywhere. Wu De sighed.
Revolution means death!
He took people into the house to inspect again. Most of the houses were empty, the doors and windows were wide open, and the tables, chairs and furniture were pushed aside. They seemed to want to resist one by one in the house. Unexpectedly, the house was luxuriously furnished and furnished. There were many vases, screens, ornaments and even antiques, some of which had fallen to the ground and were smashed to pieces. Although Wu De has no research on this aspect, he still feels that there are too many such things to be ridiculous. There are still signs of resistance in the courtyards. Stones on the ground and under the steps have been dug up. Some courtyard doors have been blocked with stones from the back door. Swords, guns, gunpowder, and blunderbuss are scattered all over the ground.
When I walked to the backyard, I saw several combat team members escorting a group of prisoners to carry out the corpses one after another. They were all women, old and young. Wu De looked up and saw some cut silk ribbons on the beams. Knowing that these were the members of the Gou family who had committed suicide, he felt pity in his heart. He was a soldier and originally took things like death very lightly, but the scene at this moment couldn't help but move him.
The person in charge was a veteran from the military team. He had a gloomy face and was smoking a cigarette. When he saw Wu De coming over, he said: "Chief, this is too miserable -"
"Needless to say, let's continue with the mission." He paused and softened his tone, "Crying along the way is worse than crying as a family. Have you found Gou Xunyi?"
"Not yet. We have found a few servants and maids from the Gou family who have surrendered and are identifying the corpses." He exhaled smoke, "I really can't figure it out, why would we commit suicide? Could we still eat them - "
"I'm afraid that if I get raped, I'll lose my integrity or something." Wu De thought that ancient people were very feudal, probably because of this. It seems that it will take a long time to establish a good public image.
As they were talking, someone came to report that a dungeon had been discovered behind the livestock shed in the backyard. As soon as Wu De walked to the door, he saw several time travelers coming out with a group of people, some with shackles on their legs, and some with irons on their necks. Some had chains and ropes tied to their hands. All of them were sallow and thin, walking unsteadily in the sun. When he asked, he learned that these people all owed rent lessons and loan sharks to the wealthy Gou family. Because they were unable to repay, Gou Xunyi sent Xiang Yong and his servants to arrest them and put them in private prisons. There were also people who offended him for other things and were imprisoned by him. Thinking that Xi Yazhou had specifically told him that several elders from Yanchang Village were imprisoned in Gou's house, he asked someone to ask if there were any from Yanchang Village.
When someone asked, several old men in the team knelt down and kowtowed. Wu De quickly went up to help them up. When he got closer, he realized that these people were smelly. They helped them up and told them it was okay. People from Yanchang Village came to pick them up soon. These old men couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but the village head Tan Guiqiong was smarter. Seeing their appearance and attire, he thought of the short-haired mat chief who came to buy salt from him that day. Suddenly he suddenly understood and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed:
"You were...sent by...Xi...Zhang Xi?"
Wu De laughed and didn't explain much. He asked someone to take them out and gave them some food to wait for the people from Yanchang Village to pick them up. He turned around and said to the captain in charge, "Unlock all the shackles and chains for them, give each of them some food and let them go home."
There was a young man inside who heard that he was telling them to go home, so he shouted at Wu De: "Master Shorthair, we have no place to go back to, can you take me in?"
When Wu De saw someone wanting to defect, he smiled and said, "Do you want to join us? We are not serving as soldiers for food. We have to work hard and fight with our lives. It is not an easy job."
"Anyway, a poor guy who is single will not be able to enjoy any blessings in life, and he will be nothing more than a bowl of scars in death. What should he be afraid of?"
"Okay, I'll accept you then. Just tell the registered person when you register later."
"become!"
Everyone else left with great gratitude. Wu De was curious for a moment and took people into this private cell. The private cell was a semi-underground dungeon, which was very smelly and damp. The walls were hung with rusty iron chains, shackles, shackles, as well as torture whips, bamboo wrenches and various instruments of torture. It's eerie at first glance. This appearance reminded Wu De of the movie he watched about Tibetan serfdom when he was a child. The movie left him with a very eerie feeling. He quickly came back in disgust. Xi Yazhou's voice came over the walkie-talkie, and their moving team was coming.
Along with Xi Yazhou came hundreds of people, old and young, and some women. Those who had livestock drove animals, and those who had no livestock carried baskets or cloth bags. The newly formed salt farm village soldiers carried swords and guns to accompany the guards. After these days of continuous training, they have come out looking good.
The work of recruiting migrant workers started in the afternoon of the day before yesterday. The militia captain Tan Chengqing and the women's director Tan Xiaoqin were responsible for delivering the message. They only said that they were going to carry food and property for the short hairs. After transporting it back, they would deliver it to the designated place, and then the association would distribute a portion to the people. Although the residents of Yanchang Village have received some relief and their situation has improved slightly, the salt has just been shipped out and they have not yet exchanged it for money and rice, so life is still difficult. As soon as they heard the call, every household immediately rushed to respond and prepared to take action. Cheng Dong from the Planning Committee was in charge of this matter. In order to avoid temporary disputes and taking things home privately, Cheng Dong asked Xi Yazhou to divide people into small teams, and each team had a leader. In order to facilitate identification, he asked each person to Team members sew strips of cloth of one color on their arms. A small flag in the team's color is placed on the team leader's body, so that it is clear at a glance.
Before dawn, these hundreds of people had gathered in groups one after another. Everyone brought dry food and water with them. It was only then that everyone knew they were going to Goujiazhuang. The people in this village had suffered misery from the Gou family. They were very excited when they heard that Short Hair was planning to break up the Gou family village and asked them to transport property and food. Some people who originally didn’t want to go came to participate. Considering that the village still needs people to dry salt and guard, Xi Yazhou politely declined. He just said that no matter whether he went or not, the people in Yanchang Village would get a share of food and property. Now everyone was even more energetic. They hardly rested along the way and hurriedly and slowly came to Goujiazhuang.
People from the Planning Committee are already taking inventory of various supplies one by one. The Gou family's supplies can be described as "abundant". More than a thousand dan of coarse and fine grains were found in the barn alone, and another 100 dan or 200 dan were found in various kitchens and warehouses. There are nearly a hundred mules, horses and donkeys, and five to six hundred pigs and sheep. These are just food. The time traveler found a special warehouse in Gou Xunyi's residence, and the three rooms in it were all warehouses. Some warehouses are filled with all kinds of cloths and silks, some have entire warehouses of porcelain and pottery, and some are dedicated to storing various types of wood and spices. There were more than 200 packages of pepper alone, each package containing nearly fifty or sixty dollars... The number and variety of various items was dazzling, and it was hard to believe that this was a rich man from a small county in the southern border area.
