Liu Zhaosun looked coldly at the two attackers who were rushing towards him. He remained motionless with a look of disdain on his lips.
It seems that he has been too kind-hearted recently, and these scum are about to bully him.
The Miao knife in Liu Zhaosun's hand has not tasted human blood for a long time since the last time he killed the servant leader who rode his horse on the seedlings. Seeing how arrogant and domineering this gang was, he was immediately aroused to murderous intent.
Two crooked men holding two sharp Japanese knives were pushed by their companions and rushed in front of Liu Zhaosun.
The two of them looked up at the general opposite, trying to scare him away, but were frightened by the man's aura. The general's sharp eyes fell on them, as if he was looking at two dead objects.
Both of them were shocked. It was common for them to stab people with knives and break their hands and feet on the streets of Tianjin.
The gangsters believed themselves to be cruel and ruthless, and had never been afraid of anyone in Zhangjiagang. However, the aura of the general in front of them was something they had never seen before.
There seems to be something more terrifying beneath the cruelty and coldness, which is not comparable to those of them who are green-skinned thugs who kill on the streets.
However, this thought quickly passed. They had already rushed forward and were surrounded by people, many of whom were local trackers and traders. If they backed down now, they would never be able to hang out in Tianjin in the future.
"If you dare to block the master's business, I will kill you, this dog-like officer!"
A fighting monster shouted, holding a three-foot Japanese sword, and rushed towards Liu Zhaosun crazily.
Liu Zhaosun closed his eyes, held his breath and concentrated. When his opponent came ten steps closer, he suddenly opened his eyes like an evil dragon in the abyss, drew his sword and slashed as fast as lightning, directly towards the Japanese sword.
The Japanese sword in Daxing's hand was crudely made and was usually used as a front. How could it withstand the heavy blow of the five-foot Miao sword? There was only a swaying sound. Daxing rushed behind Liu Zhaosun, but the Japanese sword in his hand had been broken into several pieces. , he stared blankly at the handle of the knife in his hand, unable to react for a moment.
Liu Zhaosun did not look back. Miao Dao slashed back and cut off Da Xing's head. Da Xing's head flew high with a look of astonishment on his face.
Liu Zhaosun glared ahead, just like when he first crossed over, and said loudly:
"Who else?!"
The monster that was shouting to fight and kill just now screamed and fled in all directions.
Another Da Xing who was rushing in front quickly turned around and ran away. Just after running a few steps, a heavy arrow flew in front of Liu Zhaosun with a whoosh sound. Da Xing was shot to the ground, holding his calf and wailing in pain.
Jin Yuji put away her short bow, her eyes were like swords. The striker was full of obscenities just now. Jin Yuji didn't care that the man was still alive, and came over with a dagger to cut off his head.
"Keep them alive! Kill them later!"
Liu Zhaosun looked ahead. Deng Changxiong and Wang Erhu ordered the soldiers to come forward. The soldiers with neat military appearance and well-armored troops immediately lined up and surrounded the black tracker refugees in the center.
The trackers had never seen this formation before, and they were so frightened that they quickly retreated, and some of the timid ones fell to their knees directly.
Jin Yuji did not look at these people. She took a few steps forward on her horse and said to Liu Zhaosun:
"Guard, these people are also hateful, kill them all."
Liu Zhaosun shook his head slightly, wiped off the blood on the blade with his iron-armed hand, put the Miao knife back into its sheath, raised his head and said to the trackers:
"I am Liu Zhaosun, the commander-in-chief of Kaiyuan. This time I came to Beijing to present prisoners. I was ordered by the emperor to go to Liaodong to kill the Tatars. The two dead on the ground were the work of the slaves who obstructed the army from transporting food. They were killed by me. .You have been deceived by others, and I will not punish you!"
Kang Yingqian next to him frowned slightly, and looked at Liu Zhaosun with a strange look.
Liu Zongbing became a little strange, a little different from what he usually saw. With such decisiveness in killing, he seemed to have returned to Boss Liu when he attacked the Xilan Banner at night, but something seemed wrong.
Liu Zhaosun didn't notice Kang Yingqian's eyes, waved the soldiers back, and walked straight to the tracker.
Some brave trackers looked up at the murderous Qingtian Master and saw that he was killing the two green men just like chickens. They immediately felt that their knees were a little bent and were about to kneel down. Under Liu Zhaosun's gaze, These people could barely stand upright.
Liu Zhaosun said loudly:
"You guys are stretching here, can you have enough to eat?"
This was done knowingly. Last year, North Zhili forcibly levied 20% of Liao's wages, killing the people. This year, drought has caused spring famine, and many people have died in the countryside around the capital.
In the villages far away from the river, the fields are deserted and all the people have fled.
The more handsome young men in the village would either castrate themselves with a knife and go to the capital to try their luck and try to work in the palace.
Or run to the canal dock and become a tracker, working hard just to earn a bowl of porridge to survive.
Trackers are constantly coming in, but there is very little work on the canyons. The north has been uneasy recently, and many ships are afraid to come, so there are even fewer opportunities.
Hundreds of people often compete for a rope. The competition between trackers is cruel and bloody, and people often lose their lives in the struggle for work.
Those thin trackers will only be eliminated or become refugees.
The group of trackers standing in front of Liu Zhaosun were all sallow and thin. Many of them were not even wearing pants and stood shivering in the wind.
If Liu Zhaosun hadn't appeared, as expected, many of them would have become refugees and fallen into the devil's path, and in the end they would either kill someone or be killed by others.
Just like the people Liu Zhaosun met on the official road of Shuntian Prefecture yesterday.
"Anyone who is willing to follow me to Liaodong to kill the Tatars should take a step forward."
Liu Zhaosun glanced around, looking at the skeletal bodies and heads hanging down.
"Those who go to Liaodong to serve as soldiers will be able to eat well! They will be paid two taels of silver per month! Three buckets of rice!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a discussion among the trackers.
For these poor people who are struggling on the edge of life and death, having enough food every day is their greatest luxury. Many people cannot remember the last time they had enough food.
Everyone was drowsy because of long-term hunger, which is why the thugs came to surround Kang Yingqian as soon as they were encouraged.
Kang Yingqian came close to him and whispered:
"General Liu, our money is scarce now. Even though we have more than 200,000 taels, we still have to spend it leisurely. Two taels of silver and three dou of rice are too much. The soldiers in Liao Town are only given two taels a month." For five cents, I don’t even care about food and clothing, and yet I am often in arrears.”
Liu Zhaosun looked at the military supervisor who had been following him all the way. He regarded him as one of his own from the bottom of his heart. He smiled slightly and said:
"Kaiyuan is not Liao Town, and I am not a beggar."
Kang Yingqian shook his head, sighed, and turned to leave.
Liu Zhaosun looked at the several trackers who were eager to try, and continued to say loudly:
"I'll give you half an hour to think about it and think it through. If you follow me, you will become a soldier in the future. As a soldier, you must abide by military discipline. If you regret it halfway, you will be beheaded!"
From the perspective of these trackers, although being a soldier is not an honorable thing, now everyone's lives are like weeds and there is no better choice.
The man in front of me, Mr. Liu, had just killed two green men without blinking an eye. The soldiers under him had majestic weapons and armor, and each of them was very strong. It looked like they were all well-fed.
At this time, there was a sudden buzz of discussion among the trackers, and then someone pointed at Liu Zhaosun and said:
"General Xuanwu, this is General Xuanwu, who just sacrificed prisoners at the Meridian Gate a few days ago!"
A tracker who had migrated from the capital shouted loudly, and his shout immediately caused a commotion around him.
When they heard that this was Liu Zhaosun, the commander-in-chief of Kaiyuan, who had killed thousands of Tatars and captured Jianu Niulu'er alive, the trackers were relieved of their last worries.
Liu Zhaosun nodded to Yuan Chonghuan, and walked to the grain carriage with a dark and thin figure, stepped on the wheels and climbed onto the roof of the carriage.
He took a deep breath and roared at the top of his lungs at the group of trackers in the darkness:
"General Liu is a good man. I went out the day before yesterday to make some soy sauce. When I came back, I was promoted to the rank of soldier. It's not luck, it's Mr. Liu!"
"You gangsters, please listen to me!"
"Being able to serve as soldiers in Liaodong with General Liu is a blessing you have earned over your eight lifetimes!"
"Two taels of silver and three buckets of rice a month are enough for the whole family!"
"Ikaruga Fire Gun, the pipe is so long that it can even kill a horse. It belongs to you!"
"The three-eyed blunderbuss is so big, one blow will blow off half of his head. Even the Tatar's mother will not be able to recognize him after he dies. It belongs to you!"
"Young Master, have you seen this? Grandpa Qi, the former commander-in-chief of Ji Town, used this weapon! He killed 5,000 Japanese pirates, and only twenty of his own died. It belongs to you!"
"There is also the Hongyi cannon. It was too heavy and I couldn't pull it over. One shot hit it and it was damaged for thirty miles. The city wall shattered when it was hit. It made the slaves cry for their fathers and mothers. They are yours too!"
"Here we go. We have enough food and clothing. We have meat to eat. We have enough soup and medicine. I will treat you if you are injured or sick in the war!"
"There are private schools and ancestral halls. You children will go to private schools for free from now on! If you die in the war, you will receive a pension of forty taels! You can also enter the ancestral hall! There will be people to worship during the holidays! Enjoy the incense!"
"The most important thing is, go, there will be Tatars to kill! Go, earn yourself a rich future!"
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"Master, I want to eat meat. Master, do you think I can go to Liaodong?"
A stocky, ordinary-looking tracker walked out of the crowd. Liu Zhaosun looked at this man carefully. This was the first tracker soldier he had recruited, which was of great significance.
Liu Zhaosun looked him over and saw that his palms were covered with calluses and his shoulders and back were marked by ropes, and asked:
"May I have your name?"
The tracker rubbed his hands and replied with a smile:
"My name is Huang Zhongxian, from Henan. I have been doing weight loss for three years. All the brothers around me have starved to death, and I am the only one left."
Liu Zhaosun nodded and motioned for him to stay.
The surroundings suddenly became chaotic.
"Master, I will also fight against the Tatars and receive military pay!"
"Master, I am going to Liaodong to kill the Tatars!"
"Master, so am I!"
Liu Zhaosun looked at the group of trackers who looked like wolves and tigers. He was very happy. He stretched out his hand to help Yuan Chonghuan get off the carriage and patted him on the shoulder:
"Master Yuan, you said it well! You are full of energy and domineering, but I seem to have heard what I said just now somewhere."
Yuan Chonghuan took a breath and smiled at Liu Zhaosun:
"In the past few days, Xiaguan has been studying the Great Way that the Lord said, and I have learned a little bit about it. What I just said to the trackers is all Xiaguan's true feelings. He only wants to be good to them. Where do you think I have heard it before? That’s natural, because adults are such good people.”
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