A mighty campaign to suppress the bandits began. Because this time the money and personnel were provided by wealthy families, there was not much logistical pressure.
Jiang Zhang opened the map and marked something on the map. Lu Qing stepped forward and took a look, only to find that the painting was a mess, with random lines and no matching.
There are also some ghostly symbols that have been daubed and altered, which are simply unsightly.
"Sir, who drew this map?"
"I drew it, is there anything wrong with it?"
Lu Qing was stunned, and looked at it again. He felt that the map outlined the mountains and landforms in just a few strokes, and the symbols were even more simple and clear, marking the locations of the bandits in detail.
"What a wonderful painting, sir!" Lu Qing couldn't help but praise.
Jiang Tuo rolled his eyes and said: "I still like your upright look, please recover. Don't imitate that guy Geng Bin, that guy is smooth-talking and has no integrity!"
"okay."
Jiang Tuo thought.
In fact... it is very easy to exterminate bandits. In ancient times, military generals often did this kind of thing by claiming military merit. If they killed one bandit, they would say that they had killed a group of bandits. If they killed a group of bandits, they would say that they had put down the rebellion.
Even in today's Three Kingdoms games, there is usually a dungeon that goes into the mountains to annihilate bandits. If you annihilate it once, you will get +300 food and grass, +50 combat power, +100 merit, and the like.
Jiang Tuo pointed at a certain point on the map and said, "Order the soldiers to capture this place."
"Yes!" Lu Qing immediately clasped his fists.
Although Lu Qing is not as brave and militant as Geng Bin, he is flexible and has the ability to lead troops.
When he broke through the camp of the bandits, he pushed everyone down and pointed the sword in his hand at them. The bandits did not hesitate, knelt down and shouted: "Sir, spare your life, spare your life! We surrender, Surrender!"
The thieves are so spineless.
Lu Qing was not bloodthirsty either. For the bandits who voluntarily surrendered, he ordered them to put down their weapons and squat aside with their heads in their hands.
Soon, the war became one-sided, and the soldiers also occupied the stronghold here. Lu Qing patrolled around and asked loudly: "Who is your boss? Come forward quickly!"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to speak.
"If you don't say anything... you people will be in big trouble!"
At this time, a swarthy old man stood up and said angrily: "I am their boss, I want to kill or behead them, it's up to you! I just hope you can be lenient and spare their lives!"
Under his surprised gaze, Lu Qing stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said: "You can no longer be thieves. Being thieves has no future and is despised by others. You must be kind." People, do you know?"
"Huh?" The little old man was very surprised. This guy wiped out their cottage and didn't want to claim credit. Why did he persuade them?
Is there something wrong?
Lu Qing said seriously: "In a few days, the government will allocate fields for you at the foot of the mountain for you to cultivate. They will also provide you with tools and you can build your own houses. However, you must register with the government and receive three If you only have enough food for a month, you must not become a refugee!"
The little old man's eyes widened and he looked at Lu Qing in disbelief.
Is this person's brains funny?
Is there such a good thing in the world?
"Do you understand?" Seeing that the little old man didn't speak, Lu Qing asked in a loud voice.
"I understand, I understand!" The little old man nodded quickly, looked at Lu Qing's face, and said hesitantly: "Sir, don't you... don't punish us?"
"Why should I punish you?"
"After all, we are bandits, and we occasionally rob people... After you catch us, you can ask for credit from above... If not, you can turn us into slaves and make us work day and night..."
Lu Qing shook his head and sneered: "No need, it is enough for you to be law-abiding citizens from now on. However, we will take half of the supplies from the cottage and the other half for your consumption!"
"Thank you, sir, for your great kindness!" The little old man was completely relieved and overjoyed. He fell on the ground again, weeping, kowtowing, and talking incoherently.
The thieves squatting around him also raised their heads and looked at Lu Qing in surprise. Surrendering in these days still gets such treatment?
Surrender and lose half?
"Why didn't you say this earlier? If you had said this earlier, give us land to cultivate and build houses, we would have surrendered long ago. Are we going to fight here..."
"Yes, sir!"
Lu Qing is still very gentle when he sweeps away bandits and will not treat them cruelly. But those wealthy families are different. Their tribes don't care about this at all. As long as they catch the thieves, they will torture them to death.
Therefore, the thieves facing them expressed great pressure. If they couldn't be beaten again, they could only escape. But Longxi County was only so big, so where could they escape?
At this time, some thieves fled to Kunzhai. Hao Santong, the head of Kunzhai, immediately said that he would accept all the bandits who came to surrender and arrange them properly, and he would also let the wealthy families bloodlett!
The Yang family has recently faced bandits, and has always won, and has seized a lot of supplies. This makes them feel a little arrogant, thinking that bandits are nothing more than this, what can they do?
Even if there are many bandits in Kunzhai, they are all a ragtag group of people. What use can they do?
"Master, how about...we lead a hundred men, disguise ourselves as thieves, sneak into the Kunzhai, then chop Hao Santong, set a fire, and take the opportunity to kill him, then the Kunzhai will be defeated!" A corps leader said. suggested.
The young master he was talking about was none other than Yang He, the youngest son of Patriarch Yang. He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was familiar with the art of war. This time he specially asked to fight because he wanted to show off his military exploits and show his face in front of Jiang Tuo.
After hearing the suggestion, he shook his head and said: "No, no, there are many thieves in Kunzhai. If they see through it, wouldn't it mean that more than a hundred of us would be like sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and never come back?"
"Master, please rest assured, there is absolutely no possibility of error!"
Wu Zhang analyzed it matter-of-factly: "The thieves and bandits in Kunzhai are a mixed bunch, and they don't know each other. We can easily get through it, and as long as we get to the mountain stronghold, we can easily kill Hao Santong..."
"Then we burn Kunzhai on fire, and the mob will inevitably fall apart. Haha, do you think these thieves are still a threat?"
Young Master Yang He thought and hesitated.
"After the bandits are wiped out, young master, you are the top priority! Who will look down on you in the future? If you can make friends with the governor again because of this, your career will be just around the corner!"
Yang He's eyes suddenly lit up, he waved his fist and shouted in a low voice: "Just do it!"
Soon, they selected a hundred soldiers from their troops, put on tattered clothes, got some mud from the ground, patted their hands and faces, and pretended to be fleeing bandits.
Then they were divided into five teams, and Yang He personally led the team and sneaked into Kunzhai one by one without attracting anyone's attention.
Yang He was secretly happy that most of the matter had been successful.
He and his people often wandered around the village. Because the village was chaotic, no one stopped them.
In this way, when he waited until night and saw that there was no one in the lobby, he called all the troops over in a low voice, ordered eighty people to set fire, and twenty people to assassinate Hao Santong together.
Yang He held the dagger in his hand and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
"boom!"
The two men slammed open the door to the back hall, and the others rushed in to cover them up. There were only four or five bandits guarding them, and they were quickly hacked to death on the ground with their knives.
When I rushed into the hall, I saw a bear sitting on the tiger chair.
No, he's a strong man. This strong man stood up very oppressively. He was a head taller than them, and the muscular lines on his body all showed his power and domineering.
"Kill!"
Yang He didn't care much and ordered his soldiers to rush forward.
Unexpectedly, this big man was so powerful that he grabbed one person with one hand and swung the two people up like a windmill. Then he knocked away the bandit who rushed forward, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Come quickly!"
Soon, a group of thieves rushed in from outside the house. They were holding powerful crossbows and wearing armor. They immediately squatted down and pointed their bright crossbow arrows at Yang He and his party.
Yang He turned his head and saw the well-equipped bandits. He felt his scalp numb and his liver and intestines torn apart.
Such good equipment? !
Are they thieves? !
