Chen Wang held the file in his hand, looked down from a high position, and asked in a cold voice.
"I have all the files in my hand, and all the suffering masters are outside the camp."
Naturally, the master of suffering was not outside the camp. What Chen Wang said was just to put some pressure on Zhao Huailiang.
"What else do you have to say?"
Zhao Huailiang's face turned pale. This new battalion officer was not easy to fool.
He originally heard Chen Wang speaking with a Liaodong accent and thought they were both Liao people and would understand each other, but he did not expect that Chen Wang had been aggressive since he entered the camp.
What's more important is that he has a guilty conscience, and he doesn't know what the people did during this period.
Sanshui City suffered a defeat. To be honest, he was really dejected and his spirit was shattered.
He has been fighting since he joined the camp as a soldier. The salary he received in January was not much, and sometimes it was withheld.
But the war is always being fought, and it never ends no matter how hard it is fought. I really don’t know when it will end.
First, he fought against Jiannu outside the customs, and then he entered the customs and fought against the bandits. He was running back and forth non-stop, and there was no time to take a breath.
Although it was sometimes frustrating in Liao Town, at least the military pay was not much short. When I came to the pass to become a guest army, many prefectures and counties in the border areas did not even supply food and grass, so they had to hold on.
I have to be looked down upon and looked down upon at every turn.
The magistrate of a small county raised his head almost to the sky and looked at people with his chin, but they had to salute respectfully so as not to offend him.
Zhao Huailiang lowered his head and said weakly.
"Bizhi was injured in Sanshui. He has been recovering from his injuries during this period, so he has not been in charge of military affairs."
Chen Wang's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at Zhao Huailiang and said coldly.
"Since you were injured, why do you still smell of alcohol?"
Before Zhao Huailiang could speak, a president who was originally standing on the side stepped out of the queue and half-knelt on the ground to defend Zhao Huailiang.
"To report to Mr. Qian, Mr. Zhao is indeed seriously injured. He was hit by three arrows and a knife in his shoulder."
"We encountered a night attack in Sanshui. It was Zhao who fought hard to capture Dongcheng, and then personally led the team to lead us out of the encirclement."
The chief executive had a look of indignation on his face and made a loud sound.
"If it weren't for Mr. Zhao, my brothers and I would probably have to end up in Sanshui. How could we stand here and return to Mr. Qian?"
Chen Wang's expression moved slightly and his eyes shifted to Mr. Bai.
"presumptuous!"
Hu Zhili took a step forward, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and the Yanling Saber from his waist was half pulled out, and he scolded sternly.
"How dare you interrupt the superior's lecture!"
Hu Zhili's behavior was like a signal. All the servants who followed Chen Wang held down the Yanling knives at their waists, and the situation became tense in an instant.
The servants who were still riding war horses guarding the school grounds were also on guard to prevent possible incidents.
Although it was sixty people versus nine hundred people, the advantage was in Chen Wang's hands.
None of the Liao soldiers assembled on the school grounds carried weapons, and except for the two fighting soldiers, no one wore armor anymore.
In the worst case scenario, if a mutiny really breaks out, then the losers will definitely be more than 900 Liao soldiers.
But the result of provoking a mutiny is undoubtedly a lose-lose situation. Once a mutiny is provoked, it will be extremely difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.
If you can't restrain even a remnant of the soldiers, and can't suppress the mutiny caused by bullets, doesn't this mean that you are lacking in ability? Who would use such a person?
Chen Wang tilted his head slightly, glanced at the Liao soldiers on the school ground, and took in the expressions of everyone.
Many people in the crowd showed indignation, and some showed anger and clenched their fists.
Obviously, Zhao Huailiang's prestige among the remnant soldiers is quite high, because his repeated accountability has aroused dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.
But it was far from enough to provoke a mutiny.
To give both kindness and power, you must first establish your authority and then give kindness.
Showing kindness first will only make people think you are weak and can be bullied.
Not only because he was afraid of the generals with weapons around him, but also because he was afraid of the imperial court.
At this time, although the imperial court suffered successive defeats in Liaodong, its prestige was still there.
The Ming Dynasty has been a country for nearly three hundred years, and it is not that it has never lost.
It's not that there were no losses worse than Liaodong's. Tens of thousands of elites were wiped out in one fell swoop during the Civil Engineering Revolution.
But what is the result?
Wala, which was once very prosperous, no longer knows which corner it has jumped to, but the Ming Dynasty is still there.
The imperial court killed the rebels, but not many were merciful.
"During the superior officer's questioning, a subordinate jumped over the rank and spoke. What crime should he be punished for?"
Chen Wang stared coldly at Mr. Bai who was half kneeling on the ground, took a step closer again, looked down at Mr. Bai, and asked in a deep voice.
Chen Gong stepped forward and answered.
"In accordance with military law, I will be tied up and beaten for thirty years."
This kind of thing can be big or small. If it is handled as the most serious confrontation with the superior, it can even be directly beheaded.
However, Chen Gong had already received Chen Wang's instructions before, so he only said that he would be beaten for thirty.
"Hold him."
Chen Wang raised his hand gently, and two servants wearing helmets and armor had already tied up Mr. Bai.
Such a move naturally caused a commotion among the Liao soldiers on the school grounds.
Zhao Huailiang looked very anxious. The matter of tying military sticks could be light or serious.
If thirty army sticks were hit hard, it would not be unusual to kill someone.
Zhao Huailiang kowtowed again and hurriedly explained.
"Mr. Qian Rongzhen, after I recovered from my injury yesterday, I thought about how many brothers were killed in the Sanshui defeat. I felt uncomfortable, so I drank. Now I smell of alcohol."
When Zhao Huailiang talked about the defeat of Sanshui, the Liao soldiers who heard Zhao Huailiang's words on the general field looked gloomy.
Chen Wang knew why.
Starting from Ji Liao, Sun Chengzong's governor, Liao generals were used on a large scale, and then Yuan Chonghuan was appointed governor of Liaodong.
It even adopted the method of using Liao people to defend the Liao land and using the Liao land to support the Liao people. Most of the soldiers recruited in Liao Town were Liao people, and no soldiers were recruited from other places. The generals were also Liao people.
The recruitment of soldiers in many places in Liaodong is regional, and many people in a battalion are relatives and friends.
This time, Sanshui suffered a defeat of nearly 2,300 people, with more than half of the casualties and only about 900 people left. Many of them had relatives and friends killed or injured, so their morale was extremely low.
Chen Wang raised his hand to stop the servant escorting Mr. Bai, and then ordered with a calm expression.
"Since you said you were injured, take off your clothes to prove it."
Zhao Huailiang was slightly startled, but finally he clasped his hands and obeyed the order.
After hearing the order, all the Liao soldiers on the Tai school field showed dissatisfaction.
Zhao Huailiang knelt on the ground with a gloomy expression. He first took off the leather belt around his waist, then pulled the collar with both hands and took off the arrow jacket he was wearing.
Chen Wang's eyes narrowed slightly. Even though he was used to war and seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he still felt a little scared.
The expressions of everyone on the general stage also changed slightly.
Zhao Huailiang's body was covered with dense scars, with a total of more than ten injuries.
The scars and wounds were like carvings on a stone slab.
