"What's the matter?"
Seeing a young courier coming in panting, Song Zhe asked directly without asking him to take a rest.
The young soldier took a breath, and then hurriedly said, "Yes...yes...back!"
"came back?"
Song Zhe frowned, what did this nonsense mean?
"Tell the important point!"
"Report... Chief... Sir! It's Zhao Ming... Battalion Commander Zhao, he's back!"
This time the young man made it clear, but it made Song Zhe even more worried.
You kid said it all in one breath!
"continue!"
"Old Song, let this brother take a breath first before talking!"
Zhang Wei felt that something was wrong. He hadn't mentioned it yet, so there was no point in rushing.
But Song Zhe was anxious. In fact, it wasn't just him, everyone was anxious.
In fact, everyone has a good impression of Zhao Ming. He is a young man who talks wildly and is extremely arrogant.
So everyone is wondering, is this kid a traitor?
After all, the previous behavior of not carrying a gun, but only carrying a sword and a horse, looked like he was preparing to surrender to the enemy.
But then I thought about it, that’s not right!
Since you surrendered to the thieves, why did you come back?
Seeing this, Song Zhe could only wait patiently. Fortunately, after about ten breaths, the young man finally regained his breath.
"Sir, and all the staff officers, Battalion Commander Zhao is back!
Just now, there were so many people! We also brought back a lot of horses! There are loads of stuff! "
"Tell the important point!"
Song Zhe was already a little impatient. Who recruited this messenger? Oh, I forgot, this is my relative who is not in the fifth server.
"Sir, Zhao Ming has been running back and forth for nearly a hundred miles this time.
We entered the city at 3:00 a.m. last night, killed Li Shuiwa before 10:00 a.m., and captured hundreds of thieves! "
When the courier said this, the room fell completely silent.
After a while, there was a sound of gasping for air.
Some people couldn't help but take out their cigarettes and started smoking them. There was only a handful of green smoke, and the rising smoke left an expression of disbelief on everyone's face.
Even though they had won many battles and gone through countless large and small wars, Song Zhe and Zhang Wei both looked dumb.
"You...you didn't lie? Is this really the case?" After a long silence, Song Zhe couldn't help but confirm.
"There is no possibility of lying! Sir, there are now personnel to conduct identification. Battalion Commander Zhao has brought back the heads of Li Shuiwa and several of his cronies."
The messenger shook his head, indicating yes or no, and soon found out.
"Is there anything else to report?" Song Zhe continued to ask. It feels like the details here are not very detailed.
As a result of this question, I really had a lot to report.
The messenger made a military salute and then continued, "Battle Commander Zhao, in less than half an hour, he defeated a thousand people, killed more than two to three hundred of the enemy, and captured more than six hundred.
However, considering that there were too many prisoners and it was difficult to feed these bandits with the food of the people in the city, it was convenient to behead them one by one the next day. "
After hearing this, a group of staff finally found a chance to speak and criticized him verbally.
"This is too out of line with the rules."
"This is the military, everything needs to be reported, how can it be like this?"
There was endless discussion, and Song Zhe became a little impatient, so he waved his hand.
"Okay! Let's not talk about other things for now. Zhao Ming led a mere 800 people to break through the city overnight. Have you ever done it to break through a thousand people?"
These words made everyone speechless.
It seems that his own parents already appreciate Zhao Ming quite a lot.
But this is normal. This kind of thing sounds incredible, but I didn't expect that Zhao Ming would actually do it.
A mere eight hundred people, without a cannon or a shot, just a horse and a sword, captured a city guarded by a thousand murderous bandits.
Who can guarantee that this can be done before it happens?
"Do you have anything else?"
Suddenly, Song Zhe felt something was wrong. The messenger hadn't left yet.
"Back to sir, there are indeed some things that have not yet been reported."
"Then hurry up and say it!"
The messenger is also helpless. I will say a paragraph and you will be surprised for a while, but there is nothing I can do.
"After Battalion Commander Zhao publicly executed all the bandits this morning, he went directly out of the city, but he only traveled twenty or thirty miles before meeting the bandits on the road.
The bandits were Han Laosan and Liu Laizi from Weinan, and Cao Xiazi from Weibei. "
Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, they all knew these bandits.
This bandit suppression was on a large scale, and the purpose was to eliminate bandits, large and small, throughout Shaanxi Province.
They have made progress in labeling and recording some bandits, and many bandits are on their list.
"Three groups of bandits have united together, about a thousand people in total, to launch an attack!"
"Then what?"
After hearing this, someone started asking impatiently.
Being stared at by all the officers, the young messenger was still a little nervous. He took a deep breath and said, "Battle Commander Zhao will separate about three hundred cavalry and defeat them!"
About five hundred of the thousand people were killed, and the rest all bowed their heads. Now they are all escorted to the camp, waiting to be executed. "
After saying this, the headquarters fell into deathly silence again.
Everyone's mentality at the moment can be said to be in a state of ups and downs. Before, everyone could think of some excuses to belittle Zhao Ming, a poor boy with no backing.
Now I really have nowhere to say anything.
What else can I say?
Could this Zhao Ming be the reincarnation of an ancient fierce general?
Or do these bandits have no brains and just stretched out their necks for this kid to chop them?
Needless to say how ferocious the bandits are, everyone has long known how difficult this group of bandits is.
Why did the bandits who looked so fierce on weekdays turn into little sheep in front of this boy Zhao Ming?
"How's the battle damage?"
Song Zhe was also horrified, but he was a well-informed battlefield veteran after all. He calmed down quickly and asked about the battle loss ratio.
"The total casualties before and after did not exceed 300 people. About 130 people were killed, 20 people were seriously injured, and the rest were only slightly injured. They will be able to continue fighting soon."
The messenger soldier hesitated a little as he said this, as if he still had something to say, "Also... Battalion Commander Zhao asked me to say something... I don't know whether I should say it or not..."
"explain!"
Song Zhe was in a very complicated mood now. He even wanted to meet Zhao Ming in person and ask him how he did it. Could it be that he has three heads and six arms?
"Battle Commander Zhao said... Are you satisfied with this generous gift, sir? He also said that he has another generous gift that he wants to give to you, sir, and he also asks the sir to come over in person."
Hearing this, Song Zhe was slightly startled, with a look of sullenness on his face.
"Haha! Such a good Zhao Ming, how can he be so arrogant after having achieved a little success? Why? Do you want me to go over and sweep the bed to welcome you?"
After saying that, he snorted coldly, stood up and walked out.
"I want to see what kind of gifts he can give me!"
Song Zhe naturally liked and appreciated meritorious officials, but Zhao Ming's arrogance still made him feel unhappy.
