Chapter 63: Soldiers were bullied by bandits

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The warning bell, which had not sounded for a long time, suddenly rang at this time.

After hearing the sound of the bell, the soldiers in Manjunzhai all started to move with a roar.

After a while, a group of soldiers poured out of the city gate. The leader was an officer wearing armor at the level of an eighth-grade captain.

Obviously he is the so-called highest officer in the Gannan military camp.

"..."

After looking around, the captaincy officer breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered that the soldiers in front of him were all Han soldiers.

Then, he clasped his fists and asked tentatively: "My lord, who are you, and what are you doing here?"

"..."

When Wei Qing heard this, he snorted coldly and asked without replying: "Tell me your name and title!"

When the captain heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly became solemn. After taking a deep look at Wei Qing, he solemnly clasped his fists and said: "The eighth-grade captain is stationed in Dazhai, Gannan, and the title cannot be changed. I don't know who you are. …”

When Wei Qing saw this, he took out his official seal and the letter with the prefect's seal from his pocket, raised his hand and threw it at him, and said coldly: "Open your eyes and take a good look."

The captain took it and took a closer look. His expression suddenly changed and he could no longer stand.

He knelt on one knee, raised the official seal and letter above his head with both hands, and respectfully handed them back to Wei Qing.

"..."

I only heard him say: "Ma Xiaoli has met Lord Sima of Zhongzhou. He didn't know that Lord Sima was coming. He was negligent and neglectful. Please forgive me."

When he finished speaking, a layer of fine ice beads unknowingly oozed out from his forehead, and his tone began to tremble slightly.

Oh my god, where did this ancestor, a fifth-grade official, come from?

How many years ago was the last time such a big official came to this corner of Mengshan District?

Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years?

"..."

Ma Xiaoli was extremely panicked, and his whole body was trembling.

The looseness of the soldiers in the Gannan military camp and the decay of the defensive equipment are enough to shock people.

Even the village gate, which represents the facade, is in extremely bad shape and looks like it will collapse if the wind blows.

The situation of soldiers and armaments is so bad, he, the highest officer, has an unshirkable responsibility.

There had never been any high-ranking officials before, so naturally nothing happened when they came to inspect this inhospitable place.

But being caught now is a very troublesome matter.

Ma Xiaoli is now afraid of this grown-up, he is young and energetic, and he doesn't care.

If you really get to the bottom of it, push yourself to the end and push yourself to the position of the leader.

At that time, things really got into trouble.

"..."

"This is your military stronghold. You lead good soldiers."

Wei Qing, who had taken back his official seal and letter, said coldly to Ma Xiaoli in an extremely stern tone.

"The imperial court issues so many military noises every year to improve military equipment. How could it be like this here?"

"Did those military noises make you greedy?!"

"Did you drink the soldier's blood?"

Hearing Wei Qing's stern reprimand, more and more ice beads formed from sweat appeared on Ma Xiaoli's forehead.

That tall body couldn't help but tremble like a bamboo hat.

He didn't know whether it was the low temperature of the wind and snow or the fear in his heart that made him look like this because of a seven-foot tall man.

In fact, it’s no wonder Ma Xiaoli.

You must know that Ma Xiaoli is a member of the eighth rank, while Wei Qing is a member of the fifth rank. The difference in official rank between the two is three ranks.

In the officialdom, a difference of one rank is the difference between heaven and earth, let alone a difference of three ranks.

Moreover, Wei Qing, as a Zhongzhou Sima in the county, was completely different from him, a marginal captain-level officer stationed in a remote mountainous area.

Under this gap, Wei Qing wanted to punish him and make him unable to live or die, but it was just a matter of words.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoli was not afraid.

It's true that my life is in other people's hands, so I have to bow my head and act small.

"..."

"My subordinates are not greedy for money, nor do they drink the blood of soldiers. The military reports issued by the imperial court are simply not enough."

"The current situation in the Gannan military camp is due to the incompetence of my subordinates. I hope you will be punished!"

Ma Xiaoli's face was ashen, he lowered his head and tried to defend with a trembling voice.

"..."

When Wei Qing heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes, like two beating black flames.

Under the cold eyes that pierced people's hearts, Ma Xiaoli bowed even lower and swallowed hard.

After a long time, Wei Qing said: "The punishment is waived for now. I am standing here now."

"What is going on here? Give me an answer right away."

When Ma Xiaoli heard this, he couldn't hide it any more, so he began to explain hesitantly.

It turned out that the imperial court provided regular supplies of supplies to various military camps and their due places, which was no small amount.

However, a group of bandits were entrenched on a nearby Niutou Mountain, and they were brutal and tyrannical.

This group of bandits not only forced the surrounding villages to pay monthly tributes, but also took away half of the "materials" that the Gannan military camp deserved.

It is precisely because of the shortage of supplies that the Gannan military camp has become so miserable.

When Wei Qing heard that an entire battalion of military soldiers had been bullied by a group of bandits, Wei Qing was immediately furious.

Wei Qing, who was extremely angry, looked at the coward in front of him and without saying a word, he kicked him on the spot and knocked him to the ground.

This wasn't over yet. Next, Wei Qing scolded Ma Xiaoli bloody.

"..."

"He's such a loser. He's a soldier, and he let the bandits bully him."

"If this matter is revealed, all the Han troops will be embarrassed."

However, Wei Qing soon realized that swearing would not solve the problem.

Therefore, he interrogated in detail the specific situation of this group of bandits, and also learned about the surrounding terrain.

Afterwards, Wei Qing immediately formulated a plan.

The inside of the plan was that Wei Qing and his soldiers, disguised as a caravan, deliberately wandered near the bandits' den...

When the bandits couldn't bear the temptation and came out to rob the road, Blast suddenly launched an attack and destroyed this group of bandits.

Then, put on the clothes of the bandits, leave a few alive, sneak into the bandits' lair, and finally completely eliminate this group of bandits and solve this cancer for the people around them.

This plan is not clever, it can even be said to be too simple.

However, the success of the plan has no direct relationship with whether the plan itself is complicated or simple, and whether it is simple or not.

In reality, as long as it is feasible, controllable and valuable, it is a useful plan.