"Hey, what are you doing? This is my thing."
Beside the campfire, someone yelled and struggled hard to protect the food in their hands.
"Why don't I eat something from you? Bring it here."
The speaker was a strong young man, who raised his foot and kicked a man in tattered clothes next to him.
"This is my thing, give it back to me."
The man who was kicked to the ground got up and grabbed the pancake that was supposed to be his.
However, he was greeted with another kick and was kicked to the ground again.
"If you move again, I will kill you." The strong man raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the stomach, spat again, and then picked up the opponent's pancake and ate it.
The man who was kicked to the ground clutched his stomach and lay on the ground for a long time without being able to get up.
There were many refugees from Liaodong around watching this scene, but no one came up to stop them, allowing the strong man to snatch other people's cakes. Moreover, these people looked at the strong man with faint fear in their eyes.
"What are you all doing here? Spread out. Spread out."
Several tiger flag soldiers came over, carrying bayonets specially matched with flintlock rifles.
When the crowd that was originally surrounding saw the people holding the tiger flag approaching, they stepped aside one after another, revealing the strong man who beat the person and the person who was beaten.
"It turns out they are some military masters." The strong man greeted the Tiger Flag soldiers approaching with a smile on his face.
One of the Tiger Flag soldiers pointed at the man on the ground and said, "What's wrong with him? Why is he lying on the ground?"
The strong man glanced down with disdain in his eyes and said, "Maybe he has a bad stomach."
"I'm so hungry!" Naturally, another soldier didn't believe it. He walked up to the man lying on the ground, leaned down, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
Several other Tiger Flag soldiers stood aside, staring at the people around them.
Just listen to the strong man say: "Master, he was really hungry. He didn't even finish his own pancake, so he finally gave it to me. Look, this is his piece of pancake."
As he spoke, he gestured with half of the pancake in his hand.
The soldier with the Tiger Flag who leaned over said to the man on the ground: "Are you okay? I'll help you up first."
After speaking, he helped the man on the ground sit up.
At this time, I heard the strong man say: "Master Jun, if you don't believe it, you can ask other people around you. They can all testify that this guy has a stomachache."
While speaking, he looked at the Liaodong refugees around him.
However, when these Liaodong refugees saw his gaze, they either stepped back or lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
"Let me ask you, did someone hit you just now?" A soldier of the Tiger Flag asked the man who had just been helped up by him.
The man secretly glanced at the strong man standing aside, quickly looked away, shook his head vigorously, and said: "No, no one hit me, it's because I have an uncomfortable stomach."
"You heard it too, Master Jun. He even admitted that he had an upset stomach." The strong man shrugged.
A tiger-character flag soldier glanced at the people around him, and finally landed on the strong man, and said: "I'm warning you, be honest all the way. If anyone dares to act recklessly, don't blame me." You're welcome, this is not the Ming Dynasty, it's the grassland of Beilu, no one will care about it even if someone dies."
"Don't worry, military lord, I'm keeping an eye on this place. I guarantee that no one will dare to mess around." The strong man patted his chest, and then said to the other refugees from Liaodong around him, "Did you hear me? Anyone who dares to disobey me along the way, don't I blame you for taking care of you."
None of the surrounding Liaodong refugees dared to speak, and they all lowered their heads.
A few Tiger Flag soldiers still wanted to patrol. Seeing that nothing happened, they continued to patrol other parts of the camp.
As soon as the people with the tiger-character flag left, the strong man walked up to the man who was beaten, kicked him, and said coldly: "You heard what I just said, this is the border of Beilu, if you dare If you talk nonsense, no one will care about me even if I kill you, and no one will do anything to me, is that obvious?"
The man who was kicked nodded with fear on his face.
"Pooh!"
The strong man spat, shaking his shoulders and walking towards another bonfire not far away.
At this time, the surrounding Liaodong refugees dared to return to the campfire and sit down.
The strong man who beat people walked to another bonfire.
A person on the side said: "It's a bit too much. What you do will easily arouse the suspicion of the people in the Tiger Flag. Don't forget that the purpose of our coming to the grassland this time is not for you to bully these Liaodong refugees here."
"Don't worry, I know it well." The strong man waved his hand disapprovingly, and then said, "If we don't scare these people, how can they listen to us? What I do also makes these people afraid of us. No matter what I ask him to do, I dare not disobey him."
The man next to him frowned and said, "Then you have to be careful. The people in the Tiger Flag are not easy to deal with. If you do this, you will definitely be targeted by them."
"Don't worry, maybe the people in the Tiger Flag still hope that someone like me can help them restrain other refugees." The strong man said nonchalantly.
The man next to him glanced at him, thinking that what had just happened, the man with the tiger character flag really didn't take it seriously, so he said nothing more.
Around the bonfire a little away from the two people, several Tiger Flag soldiers were sitting around eating.
One of the Tiger Flag soldiers said: "Captain, that guy named Li Xin bullied other refugees again, robbed them of a piece of cake, and even beat them."
"Captain, some of these refugees have been dishonest along the way and always bully other refugees. Should we teach them a lesson?" said another soldier with the Tiger Flag beside him.
Between the two tiger-character flag soldiers, Wu Qiang, the captain of their soldier team, sat.
At this time, Wu Qiang had just returned from patrol and was eating. He was holding a piece of cake in his hand and a large tea vat with steaming broth in his other hand.
Hearing the words of his two soldiers, he put down the big teapot in his hand, tore the cakes and threw them into the teapot, and said: "With so many refugees, there will always be a few powerful characters among them, so don't pay attention to them for the time being. Keep them, as long as they are here, they can control these Liaodong refugees for us."
"But those guys went too far. They bullied other Liaodong refugees along the way, making everyone else afraid of them." A Tiger Flag soldier said angrily.
Someone else next to him answered: "Anyway, this is already the border of the Beilu territory. We can reach Daheihe in about ten days. Why don't we just stop at nothing and kill a few of them..."
He didn't say the next words, but made a throat-slitting motion with his hand.
"No." Wu Qiang's face sank and he said, "These refugees from Liaodong came to the grassland with us and are already uneasy. They must not kill anyone at this time."
The Tiger Flag soldier who proposed killing lowered his head.
He knew that his captain was right. If they killed a few of the troublemaking Liaodong refugees at this time, the other refugees would be paranoid, worried about their own safety, and would even stop obeying the constraints of their tiger-shaped flags, causing the situation to get completely out of control.
