"Okay! I didn't expect that we are here with our chests pressed against our backs, and this bitch is playing with women in the house!"
"Yes! Look, there's a lot of food in here! Our food must have been eaten by them!"
"kill him!"
"Yes! Beat him to death!!"
"I just said why the food is getting less and less lately. It turns out that this bitch cut off the beard!"
"No! Why is this bitch still selling food to me? It's because he hid so much food!"
"That's right! All the money I have worked hard to save over the years was defrauded by this bitch! He is a liar!"
A group of people there were about to eat Aksha alive, just like what he had done to these herdsmen women in the past few days.
The public anger is very terrible. Even though Aksha's house has not stocked as much food as imagined, the anger has gone to their heads.
Some were spitting, some were beating, some were throwing stones, and some were scratching.
Zhao Ming and his party were all dumbfounded, and they were ready to take action to seek justice. What should we do now?
"Zhao...Master Zhao...should we take action now?"
Zhang He was dumbfounded, his lips murmured in astonishment.
"Disperse the crowd first and bring Aksha over."
Zhao Ming sighed. He didn't expect that the situation would turn out completely unexpectedly, and even develop in the most perfect direction.
I thought that at least I would have to secretly control it for another day, but now I don’t have to.
After a while, several brothers from the Zhensong Army began to move forward to drive away the herdsmen, but unexpectedly, the herdsmen turned into a mob.
They were originally afraid of the Zhensong Army, but now they were not afraid at all.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming couldn't sit still, but he couldn't let Aksha, a tool man, die like this.
He stepped forward and clapped his hands. Seeing that everyone was indifferent, Zhao Ming took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet!"
This loud shouting didn't have much effect, but it also made some people on the outside stop. However, the mob inside was still dominated by anger.
"Everyone spread out! Leave Aksha to me, I! Zhao Ming! I will give everyone justice!!!"
This time, after Zhao Ming finished shouting, he waved to the brothers on the side, and soon everyone began to repeat Zhao Ming's words loudly.
The crowd finally calmed down, and everyone dispersed to make an empty seat, revealing the dying Akshay.
Now Akshay was breathing more out and less in. His mind was buzzing and he had no idea what was going on.
At the time of the incident, he was still having an affair with the girl in the house.
After all, they are not very good at their own abilities, and they also know that it would be a bit boring to end it in such a hurry and trembling.
As for the outside affairs, he completely delegated them to the lackeys below. How could he have imagined that such a change would happen.
Zhao Ming breathed a sigh of relief after trying Aksha's breathing to confirm that the other person was fine.
"take away!"
Zhao Ming gave a low shout, and soon two people came forward, one on the left and one on the right, holding Aksha's arms, and walked towards the square outside the camp like a dead dog.
Seeing this, everyone was a little surprised and uncertain, and some hesitated and wanted to step forward to stop him.
"Don't be anxious, everyone. Go to the square outside and I will give everyone an explanation!"
Zhao Ming's loud shout was enough to stop the thugs who were threatening to riot again.
After temporarily stabilizing the thugs, Zhao Ming saw that everyone started to walk towards the square in a hurry, but Zhao Ming fell behind slowly and lit a cigarette for himself.
"Haha! Brother Zhao is so clever! Let's see your performance next."
Zhang Kai, who had been watching the situation from a distance at this time, also saw some tricks.
He was not involved in this plan, but this was invisible to the herdsmen, but this little trick could not be hidden from Zhang Kai.
"Haha, Brother Zhang, this is also a helpless move. If you want to achieve something, you must first be united. If the people are not united, the whole team will be like a piece of loose sand, but it will not be able to achieve success!"
Zhao Ming chuckled and shook his head while throwing a cigarette out of the cigarette case.
"Have one?"
"Brother Zhao, I find that I can't see through you more and more. Will you really go back?" Zhang Kai took the cigarette and looked at Zhao Ming meaningfully.
"Go back? Of course, that's my home. If I don't go back, will I still be here with the sheep and cows and horses?" Zhao Ming said with a sneer.
"You know what I mean!" Zhang Kai narrowed his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming shrugged, "Who knows."
Leaving behind this vague reply, Zhao Ming strode towards the square with a cigarette in his mouth.
At this time, almost 70% to 80% of the entire camp’s population had gathered in the square, and it was dark and crowded with people’s heads.
In order to let the herdsmen brothers behind him see clearly, Zhao Ming also specially had several square tables brought in and spliced together to form a temporary high platform.
Akshay, who still looked confused and had his head lowered, was held on the stage like a criminal.
The sudden changes in the camp attracted not only the herdsmen, but also the prisoners of war who were working in the distance.
At the same time, there was Kitayama, the former owner of Shimo Ming Anbu Village who was hanging out with the prisoners of war.
Considering Beishan's age, he did some easier work, but at this time, when he looked at the situation in the square in the distance, he felt confused at first.
But gradually a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he murmured in his mouth.
"This is to gather people's hearts! What did you do in the past few days? Oh, it was to gather morale. The method is simple, but very practical. I did not lose unfairly!"
Thinking of this, Beishan couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
With the recent period of work, he has gradually figured out a lot of things.
Outer Mongolia's sudden move south may be a coincidence, but Zhao Ming is a person who is extremely good at seizing opportunities.
You can say that he is a speculator, or you can say that he is a person with a sharp vision and a very keen grasp of fighter opportunities.
That's not all. This person can always maximize every little bit of profit.
The battle that night not only established the prestige of the Song-Suppressing Army among their two armies, but also established their momentum, briefly frightening the Outer Mongolians.
If there hadn't been that battle, even if Zhao Ming Jie Hu saved some people from the two tribes and forced so many people to gather in this camp, it would not take long for trouble to break out.
But even so, hidden dangers still exist.
Recently, Beishan has been thinking carefully about how Zhao Ming will eliminate the unrest in the camp.
Beishan has long seen that there must be insufficient food and grass here, and with so many people crowded in such a small place, something will definitely happen.
As the saying goes, there are many bastards in a shallow pond, but there are many demons in the temple.
A short-term deterrent can suppress people for a while, but it cannot suppress them for a long time.
This is indeed true. Normally speaking, if we let it go, all kinds of contradictions will appear.
Even if the people gathered here are a group of smart people, and they all have advantages, the moment chaos occurs, the behavior displayed by everyone is often the worst behavior.
