He just thought about it and shook his head bitterly.
"Oh, it's useless. After the siege of the city, they were defeated again and again, and now the Zhensong Army is even more pitiful.
It's like a group of wolves, locked in a sheepfold, and we all become sheep.
You have also seen the military discipline of our subordinates, alas~" Zhang Kai sighed.
Liu Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Didn't you notice that this boy Zhao Ming looks like our Liu Shuai when he talks?"
"What's the resemblance?" Zhang Kai was puzzled.
"What I'm talking about is that when he talks, this guy's manner of speaking is very Liu Shuai's. Didn't you see that those brothers seemed to be holding their breath?
Moreover, this kid is so shameless that he is also shameless when he gets ruthless, and this is the same! "
Liu Wu said as if he had a pearl of wisdom, and sneered, "Don't General Song's direct descendants always look down on us? I really hope that this Zhao Ming can really do something!"
"What to make?"
"A proof!"
"prove?"
"Prove that our Song-Suppressing Army is not stinking shit!"
Time passed little by little, and the moonlight gradually enveloped the place. It was already around seven o'clock in the evening.
Wang Er was galloping along with the large army, and the horses were actually not running very fast.
A horse can run up to 60 to 100 kilometers continuously at a time. If the life and death of the horse are not concerned, it is not impossible to run two to three hundred kilometers at a time.
With the famine in Guanzhong, the horses were not eating well. Running 60 kilometers at this speed was actually a burden on the horses.
Fortunately, Fengxiang is only twenty or thirty kilometers away from Chencang.
At this time, we have walked more than halfway.
But now Wang Er and others discovered that Zhao Ming in the front seemed to be talking to a brother who was walking side by side.
Then the brother accelerated his horse and ran quickly in the other direction.
Seeing this scene, everyone was suspicious, but Zhao Ming was the commander and they couldn't say much.
But this time they also found that the running speed in front was decreasing, and it seemed that they could slow down the horse's speed.
About half an hour passed.
The figure of the brother who had left before appeared again in his field of vision.
In addition, there were also some men and women dressed as farmers. These people came in donkey carts, and the donkey carts were full of shabby clothes.
"stop!"
Suddenly at this moment, Zhao Ming in front waved his hand suddenly, and the marching troops stopped one after another.
"Take off your clothes and put on this outfit, let's go kill the rich!"
Without saying a word, Zhao Ming took the lead in taking off his clothes and changing his clothes.
The brothers who were originally from Fengjiazhuang were unambiguous, especially the brothers who had been victims of the disaster earlier, and they were replaced quickly.
These clothes look familiar to them. Aren't these what they wore when they were disaster victims?
Wang Er and others were a little confused, and they were even more confused when they picked up their clothes.
Are these clothes too damn smelly?
It smelled worse than the military uniforms they were wearing that had not been washed for a long time.
But there is nothing I can do about it, I will wear it if the officer asks me to.
However, they were still curious, where did the officer find so many old clothes, and where did he get these common people?
——
Chen Cang——
Chencang became famous in ancient times, but the once famous ancient city is now in a state of decline.
There are many wealthy families in the city, but the lives of ordinary people are miserable.
However, recently the wealthy families in the city are also suffering.
There was a wealthy man in the city named Yang, and everyone called him Yang Bancheng.
They are involved in all kinds of business, and many shops in the city are working for the Yang family.
It's just that tonight, the Yang family's mansion, which covers a large area and is magnificently built, is brightly lit.
But there was a lot of obscenity in the lobby. There were beautiful maids singing and dancing in the middle. The foreign gadgets bought by Master Yang next to them and the music playing on the gramophone could not cover up the yelling and teasing laughter at this moment.
The beautiful maid dancing in the middle was dragged forward by the big greasy hands on the side as she danced.
Then he moved his hands up and down so carelessly, making the beautiful maid gasp for breath.
"Haha! Mr. Yang, I like your place. I will live here every day from now on! Isn't that right, brothers?"
Li Shuiwa, who was sitting in the main seat of Da Ma Jin Dao, looked at everyone present with a smile and immediately won applause from the whole room.
"Yes! It's so comfortable here."
"Haha, the girls here in Chencang are still moisturized. The girls in Qianyang were fucked to death by Wang Youbang's group of guys."
Everyone has no scruples and speaks freely.
Even if Wang Youbang, the former boss, was arranged in private, Li Shuiwa, who was sitting in the chair, didn't care.
They are all his confidants here, and everyone knows that Li Shuiwa and Wang Youbang are completely superficial brothers.
After all, Li Shuiwa is almost a domestic slave with the third surname.
"Hey, Mr. Yang, what do you think of what I said?"
As if she had thought of something, Li Shuiwa looked directly at Mr. Yang who was standing aside waiting.
Mr. Yang is sixty-two this year, and he has taken good care of himself for his age. However, at this moment, he was slapped by Li Shuiwa's big hand, and he suddenly trembled with fright.
At such a young age, he was as frightened as a little chicken in front of Li Shuiwa, who was in the prime of his thirties.
"Uh...but...you can...Master Li...you can stay as long as you want."
"Huh? But why do I look at you so unhappy?"
Li Shuiwa squinted her face.
His name seems very rustic and unimpressive, and it is indeed true. His body is indeed thin, but his face has several scars.
In addition, he had committed many crimes over the years, and the fierce look in his eyes almost scared Master Yang out of his wits.
"I'm happy to welcome you! Mr. Li and all the other heroes can stay here as long as they want. It's not too late for you to welcome me!"
As he spoke, Mr. Yang forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Oh!~ So Master Yang is so hospitable! How about you, Master Yang, be my brother from now on?"
After hearing this, Mr. Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Although there is a gap in seniority between Li Shuiwa and Li Shuiwa, as long as we have a relationship, the other party will not be embarrassed to embarrass her.
"Haha, that's quite a feat for me."
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay!"
Li Shuiwa laughed loudly, and all the brothers also laughed, and the laughter was particularly weird.
Suddenly Li Shuiwa changed the topic, "Since we are all brothers now, then Mr. Yang, you can't look at me as a brother who is so old and still has a wife, right?"
"ah?"
Mr. Yang was a little confused and didn't understand what the other party meant for a while.
"Haha! Mr. Yang, let me get straight to the point. I think your eighth aunt is quite moist, otherwise..."
When Li Shuiwa said this, Mr. Yang still didn't understand what he meant, and his eyes suddenly widened.
He never dreamed that Li Shuiwa could be such a beast, so he hurriedly said,
"Master Li! Master Li! Didn't you just say that we are brothers? How can this brother attack his brother's wife and daughter? This is inappropriate!"
Hearing this, Li Shuiwa and the brothers looked at each other, and suddenly the wild laughter sounded again.
He pointed at these brothers casually and looked at Master Yang with a smile.
"Haha! Mr. Yang, are you afraid you don't know yet? Just ask my brothers, which of the women among us brothers is not just for everyone to play with?
Don't worry, I'm a relatively righteous person, so I'll try it myself, and how about not sharing your eighth aunt with other brothers for the time being? "
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Yang felt like he was struck by lightning.
