The footbath chicken man was sobbing quietly.
"What kind of fate is this for me? I just can't survive in China. I heard that you can eat and drink as a wanderer here. That's why I came here. Mom, I want to go home."
A young ronin was wearing wooden clogs, covering his face and crying. He was no longer as arrogant as he was on the streets of the island city.
He thought that eating and drinking together meant running rampant on the streets. For the vendors, it was a disaster.
A beautiful woman next to the ronin was also holding her head and crying, but she was holding her son's head: "Then you deserve to die, we are serious people, we just come here to make a living, you have killed me unjustly. It’s those stinky men who bully us, how can they bully others?”
There was also a footbath chicken man who looked like a wealthy businessman, still barely maintaining his composure. There were thousands of people with thousands of faces. He was sobbing quietly, but Nie Li didn't care. If he was about to die, crying twice was the biggest thing Nie Li could give them. Be merciful.
You said let them go?
I'm sorry, Yamamoto Rokuseven has done everything possible. The two armies fought and the soldiers died in battle. That's not called sacrifice. But being tortured and killed by others in front of others is called insult!
Not long after, troops even more chaotic than these thousand people arrived. A large group of men and women wearing long coats and clothes like the common people at the bottom came here.
"You are saying that Commander Nie wants to avenge our Dongshan people, avenge his brothers, and kill all the chickens in the foot basin?"
"That's what I heard too. I want to see if there is that ronin who comes to my place every day to get steamed buns to eat without paying for them."
Someone next to me asked in surprise: "Then why didn't you report it to the official?"
The hawker sneered: "Report to the official? Arrest him or me?"
Then he said in a lonely tone: "It's just a few buns anyway. Just treat them like I'm feeding the dogs. I don't want to cause any trouble."
There were also a few people who looked like they had a lot of money, but at a glance they saw the beautiful woman they had been visiting for a long time. She stood out from the crowd. (Is there anything wrong with using the idiom like this?)
At this moment, his face is full of pity, which makes people feel pity and heartache.
However, some people have some opinions on Nie Li's approach: "Shuai Nie is going too far. These are civilians. We have been a country of etiquette since ancient times. What good will happen to those who kill civilians?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him who had been oppressed were shot in the head.
"Fuck the civilians on your grandma's lap? Civilians going to run rampant on the streets? Who makes him so confident? Isn't it because they rely on the country's force to intimidate him, or is it because of the warships docked at the port?"
"Yes, you scholars just have a problem with your brains. When people bullied us, why didn't you remember that they were civilians? Now that Nie Shuai has taken revenge, you are calling them civilians."
"Humph, he is worthy of being a scholar. There is no such person among scholars who can't tell the difference between right and wrong, right and wrong, and someone who can't tell the difference between loyalty and righteousness."
The man who was beaten was crying.
I'm just trying to show off.
But he ignored the sentiments of the people around him who had been oppressed for so long. If anyone dares to express any objection now, you will be thrown into the Weifang River and humanely destroyed.
When the people came, Nie Li's soldiers began to preach to the people.
On the other side, a group of foreigners with messy hair and less glamorous clothes or dresses, holding cameras and radio boxes on their backs, also followed the soldiers.
I felt very uneasy.
"What are you doing! I'm a reporter, why did you bring me to the battlefield?"
This man's Mandarin teacher is probably from Zhumadian.
The accent is almost the same.
"What are you doing? People may think of us as war reporters."
But there were also very sensitive intelligence personnel and some keen reporters who discovered that something was wrong.
On this side, the artillery fire was soaring into the sky. Although they were all small cannons, they never stopped.
The soldiers were serious and unsmiling.
On the other side, there is the crying chicken man in the footbath.
Everyone's eyes showed horror.
"Don't waste time and set up the equipment quickly!"
The soldier behind gave the person who reacted slowly a rifle butt.
Only when this group of foreign reporters had set up their equipment, made contact with their domestic colleagues, and were ready to start working at any time did Nie Li show up.
Look at the group of shrunken reporters and intelligence personnel below.
Nie Li said coldly: "I am Nie Li!"
Just one sentence caused a huge commotion to break out in the crowd.
Do you want to kill them?
impossible,
What are you doing with the murder fee?
"I invite you all to come here today. I have something to tell you and give you some big news."
"The person inside is a division commander from Dongshan. He tortured and killed a squad of soldiers in front of me before. He did not abide by international conventions, disrespected international laws, and acted arbitrarily. Today, I, Nie Li, will represent justice and eliminate he!"
"At the same time, there are them."
As he said that, he pointed at the crowd of chickens.
All foreigners were shocked.
This matter!
Wan Duzi, actually executing civilians in public?
Which country has never done this? But who dares to contact so many newspaper reporters and do it openly with intelligence personnel?
Just kidding, future generations of mustaches are not so arrogant.
A blonde lady with blue eyes said: "General Nie, you have gone too far. These are civilians, not soldiers. If you do this, the international community will no longer recognize you!"
Maybe he had good intentions, after all, Nie Li was handsome, but his tone was still a bit arrogant, as if recognition from the international community was a big reward.
Nie Li looked at the beautiful lady in front of him and smiled.
"Recognition from the international community? It's not as important to me as what I eat today. I, Nie Li, don't need anyone's recognition."
"And you said these are civilians? But have you ever seen what they did in Dongshan and the three provinces? Their civilians are human beings, aren't I, the civilians of China?"
"If you don't believe it, ask them!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the crowd of Dongshan people.
Some people who heard Nie Li's cry shouted: "Shuai Nie, we support you! The dog is tyrannizing over us every day. It is not easy for you to make the decision. Don't be soft."
"Yes, Nie Shuai, from now on we won't recognize anyone in Dongshan, only you!"
Although some cultural figures frowned and felt that such a move might really cause an international uproar, they still firmly supported it.
China has not seen such a strong person for a long time.
The last general like this was probably a hundred years ago.
Nie Li glanced at the crowd of common people with satisfaction, and fisted each other. This was considered a personal gesture, not a military salute.
"Did you see it? This is what people call turbulent public opinion!"
That beautiful woman with blue eyes, seeing such public opinion, and then thinking about how she had seen many domineering and wanton people, her aura became a little weak.
"Then you shouldn't be so upright."
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