In mid-spring in Liaodong, Liu Zhaosun had a long dream.
The young dragon slayer, after a bloody battle, finally killed the brutal black dragon, rested in the dragon's cave with a long sword, and finally found that scales were gradually growing on his body.
When Liu Zhaosun woke up, his body was covered in sweat and his breathing was rapid. It took him no idea how long it took to regain his composure.
Just when the garrison master was thinking about why the dragon-slaying boy turned into an evil dragon, his soldiers rushed into the tent and said to Liu Zhaosun anxiously:
"Sir, something bad has happened! A group of Liao people have surrounded our camp. You should hurry up and take a look!"
"What?"
"Two of General Zhao's subordinates secretly left the camp last night and went to Hupiyi Station to steal things and injure people. The local villagers came to us and asked us to pay compensation."
Liu Zhaosun was shocked when he heard this. He was busy training the new army these days and neglected to manage his southern soldiers. He didn't expect such a big thing to happen.
Now Liao Zhen will definitely launch an attack on this. If Marin knew about it, he would not be willing to cooperate with him.
Feeling anxious in his heart, he immediately put on his armor, and, surrounded by his own soldiers, strode towards the Nanbing camp.
The New Army Camp was about two miles away from the Nanbing Camp. Before I got there, I heard someone making a lot of noise.
"God damn those Southern barbarians who came to Liaodong to harm our Liao people. They are worse than the Tatars!"
"Go back! Go back!"
Qin Jianxun led a group of soldiers with white poles and formed a front line with spears and spears. These short and stout chieftain soldiers from the southwest faced each other and used their bodies to block the angry Liao people. Unfortunately, there were too many Liao people and the front line was about to collapse. .
On the periphery of the crowd, a group of Liao Town generals were looking at the scene in front of them with smiles, while several servants with loud voices were making noises from behind.
"Kill these Nanbarbarians to death!"
Suddenly there was a scream, and a young woman among the Liao people in Hupiyi across the street cried:
"Dear fellow villagers and Shangguan gentlemen, do you think there is any law in the Ming Dynasty? These southern barbarians are just stealing our food. My father went to stop them and even beat my father. Look, look at our father's My head is still bleeding, it’s been bleeding for a day, my father won’t survive, and neither will we!”
A middle-aged man who looked like a student stepped forward, and the surrounding Liao people stepped aside. He was wearing a purple haze brocade cotton robe, an eight-petal hat inlaid with east beads, and a paper fan in his hand, which was obviously just for decoration.
"Huang is also a scholar, and Yang Yushi of the capital is my cousin. I have never seen this kind of bullying, bullying of men and women, being a fisherman, and being lawless! I love fighting injustices. Today, I must do this to the Liao people. An explanation! If you, the Lord Guard, don't care, I will tell the Governor. If the Governor doesn't care, I will tell Lord Jinglue. If Lord Jinglue doesn't care, I will go to the capital!"
Liu Zhaosun quickly separated the crowd and squeezed into the middle of the circle. He saw a stout and fat woman holding her head on the ground and crying. Next to her lay a thin old man with a gray beard and a bruise on his head. He was squinting his eyes and mouthing Ouch ouch moan.
Several strong middle-aged Liao people gathered around the father and daughter, looking at them with fierce eyes. Behind them, at least one or two thousand young and strong men holding sticks and farm tools were pushing hard against the formation of white people. Pole soldier.
The body of a Nan soldier was taken back by the servants. The body was covered with a layer of white cloth. Several servants raised their shields to protect the body. Stones were thrown from the opposite side and hit the shields, making a dull thumping sound.
Not far behind the corpse, more than 6,000 southern soldiers stood face to face. They held long spears and heavy knives. Some of them also held bows, arrows and firecrackers. The artillerymen turned the muzzles of the few remaining Franco machines and pointed them at the opposite Liao. Everyone gathered, and the generals and flag generals of each battalion tried to persuade them in front of their respective soldiers.
These veterans who had killed the Tatars were full of murderous intent at the moment, looking at the Liao people on the opposite side as if they were looking at the corpses.
Beside the Nan soldiers, hundreds of refugees from Liaodong volunteered to help, picking up stones on the ground and throwing them at the Liao people on the opposite side. To distinguish friend from foe, they all tied white cloth on their arms.
Most of these refugees from Liaodong came from Kuandian, Fushun, Qinghe and other places. They were not related to or related to the Liao people in Shenyang, so they had no worries about fighting. The Liao people on the opposite side only slandered the southern soldiers and also slandered the defenders. Sir, that is their patron saint. The Liao people are brave and will never talk about anything they can do, so these refugees organized themselves to fight against the enemy.
When Pei Dahu saw Liu Zhaosun coming, he took a long breath, put away the sword in his hand, stepped forward and said to Liu Zhaosun:
"Master Guards, this mob killed two of our gangsters, claimed that we had stolen their food, and injured the old man. They said they would pay for it with one life, and they wanted us to pay for it!"
"Whoever killed me, do you still want me to pay compensation?"
Liu Zhaosun looked at the corpse of the soldier lying on the ground, his eyes were blood red. Just as he was about to speak, the supervisor Kang Yingqian appeared out of nowhere and whispered to Liu Zhaosun:
"I look at the Liao people across from me. They are stout and powerful. The sweaty fingers in front of them all have calluses. I'm afraid they are not ordinary farmers."
Liu Zhaosun said angrily: "So what, sir, are you saying that they are fakes from Liao Town?"
Kang Yingqian gently stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter whether it's a counterfeit or not, but if you order the attack now, soldiers and civilians will be killed or injured, triggering a civil uprising, and Liaodong will not be able to tolerate you Liu Zhaosun!"
The corners of Liu Zhaosun's mouth twitched and he clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he finally put them down again. He suppressed his anger and said to Kang Yingqian:
"If you don't accept any reward at night, the slave chief has raised his troops from Hetuala and will attack Kaiyuan within the next few days. I can't afford to delay. What should I do now?"
Kang Yingqian turned his eyes and looked coldly at the surging crowd on the opposite side. As a town supervisor, he had finally won military honors. He wanted to pay attention to the emperor. If this matter was not handled properly, all his previous achievements would be wasted.
"I will personally go to Hupiyi to talk to He Shixian and give him some money. The Nan soldiers will leave Shenyang as soon as possible and everyone will take a step back. Let this matter be over."
Liu Zhaosun raised his head and looked at the supervisor in surprise. His eyes were a little dazed. He didn't know what Kang Yingqian meant by his words:
"Everyone take a step back? I have only been on guard duty for a few days, and the soldiers below died inexplicably without saying a word. You still want me to give them Liao Town money?"
Kang Yingqian looked at Liu Zhaosun with a smile. After he finished speaking, he tried hard not to laugh. He looked at the Liao people throwing stones at each other in the distance and smiled slightly:
"Hahaha, you are still too young. You have some skills in fighting, but you are far behind in these calculations and strategies! You still dare to be so reckless on the territory of Liao Town. You were training troops in the south of the city a few days ago. This has made Shenyang uneasy. In order to protect you, Mr. Yang spoke to Li Rubai in the memorial and used Liao's salary to trade with Liao Town. However, he is a military officer for your military exploits. He can manage Liaodong and Shandong. , as long as you have military merits and an imperial edict, you can get away. Now he is probably leaving soon. If the old man is gone, what will happen to you and your southern soldiers?"
