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Chapter 61 The Oscar winner goes online

In the fourth year of Yonghui (653 AD), October 14th, the second hour of Shen time.

In Sanhe County, Lanxi County, Wuzhou, the rebels and the official army fought for the first time, and the official army won a great victory. From the confrontation between the two armies, to the defeat of the rebels, to the pursuit of the official army, in nearly two hours, only chasing for about five miles, Wu Kang Mingjin stopped the troops. The strategic purpose was to lead the snake out of the cave, let Tong Tianbao ask for help, and lead the main force of Chen Shuozhen's rebel army to the south.

After the war, the battlefield was cleaned up. First, the materials were seized, including forty war horses and a pile of broken copper and iron. There were nothing else, the rebels were all miserable, their pockets were cleaner than their faces. Secondly, they dealt with the wounded, all the "leaders" were dispatched to identify the wounded. Anyone who belonged to Wuzhou was carried to the injured camp by the auxiliary soldiers and handed over to the medical team for treatment.

The so-called leader is the grassroots officer of the militia, leading ten soldiers. Five gangs are set up with gang leaders; three gangs are set up with team commanders; five gangs are set up with team commanders. The first battalion is set up with 450 soldiers, two battalions and one hundred personal soldiers form a thousand-person camp and set up with commanders. Yu Hongzhi is the commander-in-chief of the Wuzhou regiment and the leader of the militia in the six counties of Wuzhou.

After dealing with the wounded in Wuzhou and dealing with the wounded in the rebels, the practice was to either finish the blow or turn a blind eye to the death. Wu Kang tried his best to disagree and turned more than 300 wounded people into prisoners and temporarily detained them in prisoners of war camps. After the medical team treated the headquarters, they were treated.

After dealing with the dead, the chiefs dispatched again to find the soldiers who died. According to statistics, more than 200 people were concentrated in the camp of the deceased and sent Wuzhou City, Lanxi, and Jinhua Yashang to send the bodies of soldiers home immediately.

In the end, the statistics were killed in the rebels, with a total of more than 1,200. According to the spies, these were elite soldiers of the rebels, most of whom were believers of the Fire Phoenix Sect. They were brainwashed quite thoroughly and surrounded by the official army and did not surrender at all. They resisted stubbornly and were killed.

How to deal with the rebel corpses? Wu Kang held a military advisor meeting and the big guys discussed and agreed.

Wei Dingzhou suggested cremation, the reason: Too many corpses can easily cause plague, and cremation solves everything, which is both clean and convenient.

Qin Li opposed: cremation consumes a lot of dry firewood, and it is now cold and the dry firewood needs to keep warm and cook for the soldiers.

Di Renjie opposed: "Yonghui Lu Notes" says that burning corpses is a crime and will flow for three thousand miles. If the cremated soul cannot rest, it will aggravate the hostility of the rebels and invisibly increase the difficulty of suppressing the rebellion.

Wu Kangjue made sense. Suppressing rebellion and promotion was the primary goal, and the game could not be increased by itself. However, he secretly complained about "Yonghui Rule Notes". This masterpiece of law is famous and later called "Tang Rule Commentary" and was one of the earliest written laws in East Asia. It went to Wu together with the imperial edict of suppressing rebellion.

It should have been in the third year of Yonghui that President Li asked Changsun Wuji, Li Jie, Yu Zhining and other super bigwigs to explain the "Yonghui Law" one by one. After a year, President Li approved it in early October and issued it to the whole world to implement it. It was originally a celebration of the whole world, but was slapped by Chen Shuozhen in the face. Wu Kang guessed that President Li wanted to eat his flesh raw and crush Queen Chen's bones and stir up ashes.

After complaining, the cremation was rejected and everyone continued to discuss.

Yu Hongzhi said something amazing, and he actually suggested building Jingguan! It was to collect the bodies of the rebels, pile up the roads, rammed them with soil, build a pyramid-shaped mound, and write the word "Jingguan". The reason given is that the rebels are extremely guilty, and they must be shocked to serve as a warning to others.

Everyone felt that it was inappropriate. Such a shameful treatment would aggravate the rebel hatred and affect the overall situation of suppressing the rebellion. My younger brothers opposed it, and the boss followed suit.

Di Renjie suggested burial, reason: burial can allow the deceased to rest in peace, and it is also a kind of respect for the enemy. When the news reaches Muzhou, both the rebels and the family members will be grateful to Wu Gong, thereby reducing the resistance and reducing the difficulty of suppressing the rebellion.

It seemed very reasonable. Wu Kang sought consent and decided to bury the earth, and sent auxiliary soldiers to dig holes. He assigned them a task and inspected the military camp with Di Renjie. Because he had just won the battle, the soldiers were in a good mood, and they either got together to chat or played in groups of three or five.

The two walked side by side, chatting without knowing it, and came to the wounded camp. Looking at the surrounding environment, nodded with satisfaction, and not as dirty as imagined. Di Renjie felt incredible, and the picture in front of him was completely different from the impression.

The medical doctor who received the news came from all over the world to greet him, exchanged simple greetings, and began to report on his work: "Report to Wu Biejia, please follow your instructions to clean up the nearby dirt. You also ordered all the wounded and the doctors to drink hot water."

Seeing that the boss was expressionless, Dr. Hua continued: "All doctors in Wuzhou City, including those who did not participate in the first aid training, came to the military camp for free medical consultations. As of now, more than 870 wounded people, including those prisoners, sutured wounds and disinfected alcohol. Except for those who were injured, no death occurred."

The boss showed praise, Dr. Hua smiled and flew while the iron was hot, inviting the boss to visit. Passing by a tent, listening to the loud moans, Wu Kang lifted the curtains and entered. A middle-aged old doctor was undergoing suture surgery and was skillful in making hook needles. There was no anesthetic and the pain was screaming, but compared with that, pain was nothing.

After the suture was completed and then washed with alcohol, the brother was sweating profusely and was panting on the bed. The wounded men found the boss and stood up to salute. Wu Kang waved his hand to stop him. He gave some condolences first, and then delivered a speech: "Brothers, recover well, strive for a quick recovery and return as soon as possible..."

The words were interrupted by moans, and the atmosphere was instantly stiff. The source of the voice was a young man, under thirty-five years old. He realized that he had caused trouble and quickly stood up to salute and apologized. Half of his body was raised, and he yelled again, and his chest hit the bed, grinning and sweating profusely.

Seeing the boss frowned, Huarong quickly explained in a low voice: "Don't be angry, you have abscess in the wounded soldier's back, and he is rude and disturbed. It is helpless. Please forgive me for your crime."

I’m sorry, I’m a stingy person? Wu Kang’s face turned darker, and the farmer was very bad. He deliberately destroyed my image of “love soldiers as much as his son, and he had to scold him: “I have told you that no matter what kind of symptoms and diseases my brothers are, no matter whether they are injured on the battlefield or not, they must be treated in time. Do you regard my words as wind in your ears?”

"The officials dare not, Wu Gong reported it." Huarong quickly apologized and said tremblingly: "The medicinal materials prepared by the logistics are all for stopping bleeding, wind and cold and fever, and there is no one to treat abscess... Please forgive me for your crime!"

Wu Kang's face was as dark as ink, and he spoke harshly: "I have told you that the purpose of the logistics and rescue team is that the soldiers are healthier than the sky. I have repeatedly explained that no matter what medicine is missing, I must report it as soon as possible. You... go untied your clothes, and I must check the injury."

Huarong was given a general amnesty, wiped her forehead and sweated coldly, hurried to the bedside. Everyone was silent, the atmosphere was a little depressed, and the boss was very angry. The wounded gritted his teeth and insisted, and couldn't hold it out. Soon, everyone's breathing became heavy and they all felt disgusted.

The abscess the size of a copper coin dripped out milky white pus and emitted a foul smell, which was really disgusting! Wu Kang sat down beside the bed, looked at the abscess of the waist and eyes, pressed his abscess into his abscess, and silently recited "The Actor's Self-cultivation". The nervousness and worry came from the inside out, and the Oscar King was launched. He slowly bent down his head, sucked his lips with abscess, and tasted the smell of pus.

The onlookers were unbelievable, Di Renjie was dumbfounded. Is this... imitating Wu Qi? Although it is an old routine, the effect is quite good. The boss is a talent. A small favor that is not expensive is exchanged for others' belief that they work hard for you.

The wounded were flushed, and the person being sucked was excited and tears flowed out. Di Renjie had no doubt that if he returned to the battlefield, as long as the boss gave the order, these people would rush to the front, put life and death out of the way, and fight to the death to charge.

The old saying comes to my mind: Poor does not get along with the rich, and people does not get along with the officials. Rich and bureaucrats, use money and power to show kindness, what do you do to pay back? What else is there except a bad life?

The opera singer gradually got better, forcibly numb his taste buds, bent down his head again and again, spit out pus again and again until he sucked out the red blood. Spit out two spits of saliva, keeping his face calm, imitate the surgeon, and stretching out his left hand to his shoulder.

Di Renjie was very eyebrow-like, pulling the bottle stopper and handing alcohol to the boss to clean the sores; handing over golden sore medicine and bandages to let the boss bandage. This matter will spread like wildfires, and love soldiers as good as their reputation, and they will definitely be in the bag. The general cared for the soldiers, and the soldiers fought for the generals, and our boss also took the initiative to quell the rebellion. I asked myself, but I couldn't suck the sores for the soldiers.

Wu Kang reads "Actor's Self-cultivation", and it is not advisable to make a long statement at this moment. Silence will definitely beat sound. He slowly stood up, gently wiped the soldier's eyes, patted his shoulder, and pulled the quilt over the cover. He looked around from the corner of his eyes, and without saying a word, he turned around and left the tent.

Di Renjie quickly followed, and neither of them spoke, as if nothing had happened. The two brothers continued to patrol and looked at the direction to go to the prisoner-of-war camp. Isn't it satisfying to play the show?

At the construction site in the northwest corner of the military camp, prisoners of war camps were temporarily opened. The militia set up tents for prisoners of war and complained from time to time. Near the east side of the construction site, fully armed militia were on duty, forming a circle to guard prisoners of war, and patrols passed by from time to time.

Wu Kang and Di Renjie came and heard from a distance that someone cursed in the patrol circle: You traitors and rebels deserve to be punished. Wu Gong is kind-hearted and cured your injuries and gave you food. Not only are you unhappy, but you also waste food? You are beaten to death by something worse than pigs and dogs...

The beating and scolding were in a mess, but I didn't hear the wail. I don't know who shouted: Duke Wu, Duke Di is here...

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the soldiers moved aside. The bearded man Shi Chang hurriedly greeted him and gritted his teeth and complained: "Mr. Wu Rong, according to your instructions, everyone who is injured will give him a bowl of rice porridge. But he didn't know how to do it. Not only did he not drink it, he also knocked it over."

Wu Kang did not comment and squinted his eyes and glanced around. All prisoners of war squatted into a group, holding the cakes in their hands and eating them voraciously. No one paid attention to the fifth-rank official.

In the direction of the long finger, a young man was lying on the thorny shirt, covered in blood, disheveled hair, and kept twitching. Only the thumb was left in his right hand, and the broken mouth was burned by fire to stop bleeding and scars. In front was the overturned rice porridge, and a few grains of rice were vaguely seen, and the mouth of the porcelain bowl was pressed on the ground.

Wu Kang knew very well that the prisoner of war had been deposed with his right hand and was not used to using his left hand. He was unsteady and knocked over the porridge. Shi Chang was so angry that he ordered his subordinates to beat him up. Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, walked slowly over, spread his legs across his body, stretched his hands through his armpits, slowly pulled him up, and squatted down with his support.

The picture was very strange, the militia was stunned, and the prisoners of war looked up one after another. Di Renjie quickly came over to help him. Wu Kang came to him, grabbed the left cuff with his right hand, and wiped the mud on his face. Seeing blood on the cuff, he looked down at his body, and saw dry blood everywhere. From the beginning of the war, he has been busy and has not had time to change his clothes.

After a moment of silence, he took off his official hat and used the ears of the two hats to carefully wipe the mud on his face. He showed a slightly tender face and a dispersed and dull gaze. He was neither human nor ghost. He looked at his age and was brainwashed by Chen Shuozhen and became a rebel in a mess. It was really a sin.

Sigh gently, pick up the bowl on the ground, and swing it twice. Bend down and take the corner of the robe, rub the porridge stains inside the bowl, and rub the mud on the mouth of the bowl. Go to the front of the long side, take a small wooden spoon, and come to the porridge bucket. The large spoon is filled with porridge, the spoon is pressed against the mouth of the bowl, and the porridge soup in the empty bowl.

The big spoon continued to scoop, slowly tilted the spoon, leaving the thick rice in empty soup, and turned the rice porridge into steamed rice. Squatted in front of the disabled prisoners of war, scooped the spoon full, and put on a gentle smile: "The serious injured person had a bowl of porridge for each meal, which was set by the official and could not take the lead in destroying it. What this official could do was to make this bowl of porridge thicker as much as possible. Young people, eat!"

The spoon was put on his mouth, his eyes were still dull. For three minutes, his lips slightly opened and his chin began to chew. One spoon after another, his pupil gradually gathered and became quieter around him. Half of the rice porridge went down, and he suddenly burst into tears, crying heart-wrenchingly, mixed with the confession of "I am guilty"...

The sadness infected the surroundings, and the prisoners of war's eyes turned red, some shed tears, and some sobbed. Some prisoners of war knelt on the ground, kowtowed all prisoners of war, and confessed their guilt. The militia were also infected, with the bearded man taking the lead, and the militia clasped their fists and bent down to the end.

Wu Kang was gentle and put the spoon in the bowl and patted the young prisoner on the shoulder. Di Renjie was a little moved, admired, and was more worried. After all, they were rebels, and doing this was inappropriate, which would cause rumors and even slander from those who were interested.

When the crying gradually stopped, Wu Kang sent out a bowl of porridge and handed it to the hands of the young prisoners of war. He stood up and looked around the prisoners of war, and said in a slight slight manner: "You are prisoners of war and also my military merits. But for me, the safety of the people under the rule is more important than the military industry."

After thinking for a moment, he said lightly: "You attacked Wuzhou and entered Sanhezhu, Lanxi County. Some of the people were not able to transfer to the west, so they were captured and wrapped by you. Three days later, I will talk to Tong Tianbao and exchange you for the people."

As soon as this statement was made, the militia was shocked first. People killed good people and took credit for good people. The boss exchanged good people for good people? It was incredible! Di Renjie was also confused, and at the same time convinced. After this operation, "Love the people as a son" could not escape. The boss's reputation and appeal were rooted in the hearts of the army and the people in Wuzhou, so why worry about not being strong in morale?

At the same time, neither Chen Shuozhen nor Tong Tianbao would agree to the exchange. He would not dare to disagree, otherwise he would have to take the blame and ignore the life and death of his subordinates.

Well... it seems that there is a trick, Di Renjie revealed that the foundation of the rebels is the official who is forcing the people to rebel; the source of morale is the unforgettable hatred for the dirty officials. However, things will turn back at extreme heights. The more you hate the dirty officials, the more you respect the good officials. The boss's move said that I am a good official who loves the people as much as your son. It is wrong for your hatred for the dirty officials to retaliate against the good officials. This way, the fundamental influence of removing the firewood from the bottom of the pot will shake the morale of the army.

Well... it seems that there is a trick. Di Renjie frowned and pondered, and realized it again: If it was just for the exchange of the people, there was no need to heal the prisoners, nor was there a play. In this way, the nobles and the hearts of the prisoners were not a kind heart, but a vicious heart. These more than 300 prisoners were Chen Shuozhen's hot potato, which could not be thrown away and hot.

If I were Chen Shuozhen, what should I do? Di Renjie began to think from the perspective of others... I would suspect that there must be a conspiracy for the dirty officials to exchange military merits for the people. These people were bribed? When the wound was treated, I would be even more suspicious. What should I do?

First of all, they can't kill me. They fought for me and were unfortunately captured. If they were killed, they would be the heart of Han's subordinates. What's the matter if the official army died in my hands?

Secondly, you cannot stay, no matter whether you are a spy or not. My slogan for uprising is to kill stolen officials. These three hundred people exist, and I always silently remind my comrades that you are attacking good officials. This is one of the things that shakes the morale of the army.

Di Renjie remembered that the story of buying horse bones with a wealthy fortune is exactly the same as the big guys. In ancient times, there was a king who wanted to buy a thousand-mile horse, but no one sold it. The subordinates who were in charge of finding spent a thousand-mile horse bones with a thousand-mile horse bones. The king was very puzzled, and the person in charge solved the problem: If you buy horse bones with a wealthy fortune, the horse seller would think that you were sincere and heavily incurred, and a horse would be sent soon. As expected, in less than half a year, many horse sellers came to him.

When the battle happens again, if there is a dilemma, with their vines in front, the rebels may not fight to the death and may choose to surrender. Because surrender can survive and be used to exchange for the people, this is the second thing that shakes the morale of the army.

This group of people cannot be killed, kept, or driven away. Muzhou is in chaos and food is extremely scarce. Following the troops can eat, and driving them away is to die, and Han's subordinates are still in the hearts of their subordinates.

The more Di Renjie thought about it, the more frightened he became. The boss was too talented and more cunning than the old fox. He smiled helplessly and was too lazy to continue thinking. Leave it to Chen Shuozhen to be entangled. At this time, he listened to the boss' instructions to leave the matters of the exchange of the people to himself and take on the task decisively. I will solve your problems.

The show movie was completed. After Wu Kang inspected the military camp, he lined up with Di Renjie to have dinner. He gradually felt tired and went back to the camp to rest. He lifted the curtains in the bedroom and felt like he was hit by lightning. Oh my god, why are you here? He turned around and left without saying a word, and then he shouted: Stop... Come in!

Cui Xiaoqing sneered repeatedly, and circled around twice, sarcastic: "Oh, the hero is back? Take the lead and charge into battle, it's amazing! You bastard who kills thousands of swords, if you die, who will I bully? You... Woo wow"

This is embarrassing. I scolded myself to cry, and Wu Kang was very ashamed. I was too lazy to explain. My grandson pretended to be the end and licked his face and said kind words. He was so tired that he was dry and raised his hands and swearing again and again, and promised not to dare again. Finally, he coaxed someone, which was more difficult than fighting.

Cui Xiaoqing decided to give him a chance and give him some more sweetness, so she said charmingly: Big brother, come and hurt each other.

The style of painting changes too quickly, and Wu Kang can't keep up with the pace, and said embarrassedly: Friendly reminder, I just sucked abscesses for the soldier, so why not brush my teeth first... Um

After such entanglement, I don’t know how long the curtain was lifted, and the scholar shouted excitedly: Good news from the boss, Chen...

The picture is not suitable for children, so they turned around in an instant and reported with their backs to their reports: Chen Shuozhen has obtained the news of Tong Tianbao's defeat. The inside brothers sent a message, and Chen Shuozhen has decided to lead the main force to support. The rebels are preparing to set off, and it is expected to arrive in Sanheshu in about seven days. And... I have seen nothing!
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