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Chapter 63 Bad News

When Yun Zheng was worried about his wife, Fengshen's handsome Lang Tan cut off his head with his own knife like a butcher, threw it on the dead grass, pulled a handful of dead grass and wiped the blood on his hand.

Juntou Ma Liuzi said: "When cleaning up the battlefield, the women and children in the bandit cave were handed over to the local officials to pay, and money and food were deposited, and they quickly left the battlefield."

Ma Liuzi put the heads of the three mountains on a rope and held them in his hand and smiled: "Mr. Jun. We have been out for three months. Now we are finally approaching the city. Are you Kaikaien and you will take everyone to Jiange to see it?

Reward your brothers.”

Lang Tan glanced at Ma Liuzi with cold eyes, and Ma Liuzi immediately shrank his head and retreated embarrassedly. His military marquis is the most difficult to serve among the fourteen military marquises. Don’t look at him as the most handsome.

But he has a stern heart. Other military marquis are all exerting the effectiveness of weapons in their hands to the greatest extent. This person is just the opposite. He leads the way every war and charges in every battle. It only takes half a year to suppress bandits.

In time, the camp where he was in was the most casualties, but the results were also the most brilliant.

The first army leader Liuzi reminded Lang Tan more than once that we have gunpowder in our hands. As long as this thing explodes, the bandits will escape when they hear the sound. Just pick up the bargain behind. There is really no need to fight hard.

"The contract we signed with the local government indicates that the bandits are suppressed and destroyed, not defeating, not driving away the robbers and letting them harm their neighbors. Soldiers must keep their promises, and speculation is not a hero!"

This is Lang Tan's answer, and Ma Liuzi really had nothing to say when he heard this explanation. Although Junhou's personality became a little cold, he took great care of his brothers. He never received much reward from the Lord.

If you get a point, if you encounter a brother who dies in battle or is disabled, you will allocate some funds from the part you deserve. So although the battle is a little harder, the brothers in the camp have no complaints.

Ma Liuzi looked back and saw that Junhou had no intention of entering Jiange to rest. He sighed, threw his head, which had crossed Sanshan, and tied it up, and then returned to the brothers to rest.

"Matou, have you told Junhou?" a subordinate asked in a low voice.

Ma Liuzi snatched half of the meat pie from a single hand and took a bite hard and said vaguely: "That's like not saying it."

Seeing that his subordinates' faces collapsed, Ma Liuzi continued: "Don't think about the little lady of Jiange. Our Wusheng Army's military law is not something that can scare people. Just go back to Chengdu. There will be one day of repair in seven days.

Isn’t Lingxi Pavilion better?

The Lord sent all his family to Huanzhou. Jiang Junhou took three thousand brothers to guard him and would be fine. Without his family, our Wusheng Army will completely become a monk camp. I know you are suffering, isn’t it the same?

The money and food earned were sent to Huanzhou for my wife to put it away, so that she would have a support to withdraw from the military camp in the future, so that she would not be starved to death like the veterans before."

A honest military soldier patted his thigh and said, "It's better if there is no family to hold back. Now we are working hard to make money. Only then have a little success in life, don't think about the rest. In the past, I couldn't eat enough, so who would have the heart to think about it.

Take a look at the woman more.”

Lang Tan sat alone on the stone in the distance. His personal soldiers respectfully placed the bacon and the kettle beside him and quickly left. Junhou did not like to have too many predecessors.

He took a mouthful of cold water and sprayed it on his hands to clean the blood stains that had just been stained. Lang Tan started eating meat pie in big mouthfuls. His life now was very different from the life he had imagined before. He used to be cowardly, but he saw it.

The rats would scream. Now, let alone rats, even if they saw the tiger, they would not be surprised. There are many mountains in Shu, and it is normal for the big insects to silently beside them. Several times, the big insects drank water across the stream, and they were lying on their own.

In the mud next to the stream, after seeing the big worm at such a close distance, he fell in love with this thing. He even bought two big worm cubs from the hunter and kept them in the military camp. He was his best friend.

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Crossing the three mountains is the last order received by Wu Shengjun. The thieves like this established in Shuzhong can no longer be found. If you want to take the order, you may have trouble, because you have to leave Shuzhong. According to the court's laws, the army will leave the jurisdiction.

If the military orders of the Privy Council were not regarded as rebellion, neither Liu Yucheng nor the general would bear this responsibility.

When Lang Tan thought of his colleagues, he felt very comfortable. He said that these people were standard idealists and explained this term specifically. Lang Tan found that this term is very suitable for him and his colleagues.

It was really as the Lord said, the fourteen people came together for a dream, whether it was the elegant Zhou Tong, the cunning and wise Wu Jie, or the passionate Jiang Zhe...

It takes great courage to abandon his position and enter the military camp. This requires great courage. Such courage often comes from dreams. Lang Tan heard Yun Zheng say what strength is, and he is willing to work hard for this strength.

"Your ones are mine, mine are mine, if your ones are not mine, I will beat you up!"

Lang Tan never found this joke-like statement funny, and the people of Wu Shengjun didn't find it funny, because they did this now, cracking down on bandits and eliminating harm to the people. This is just an accompanying effect, the real reason.

Wu Shengjun had no money and no food, so he found an excuse to get some food and money.

The poverty of the army is simply the biggest joke in the world! A violent group does not use its own violence to make money, but instead has to rely on the blood and sweat of its people to support it. This is a shame for the soldiers.

Others can't feel the shame, Wu Shengjun felt it, so they never lack food and clothing, and there is even a lot of surplus. The Qiankulangtan in the camp had seen it, and had been stuffed with a lot of money.

On the ground, I heard Yun Zheng say that it was a waste to put the money here, and there was no output at all...

Lang Tan laughed silently, and took away his own share if the Lord said he was short of money. I almost threw away the identity of a scholar and followed you to join the army. Who cares about money and food? Grab a handful of gold and sand.

It is enough for the whole family to eat for two years. The money has to be exchanged for horses, armor, and the capital will be used as the supervisor to replace the sharpest weapons and the strongest crossbow. Only by fully arming the entire army can we grab more

There is no place to grab money and grain in Shu, who is the next one?

Lang Tan was very curious. His magical classmate seemed to be planning something recently. It seemed that when he returned to the camp, the matter should be notified to him.

Thinking of this, Lang Tan saw that the logistics soldiers had already cleaned the battlefield, and the bodies all over the ground were naturally covered with those constables and laborers hiding under the big trees to deal with them. This was already agreed, and the benefit was that he was

The credit was from the prefecture that paid the money and grain, and Lang Tan had no opinion on these.

"Reorganize the army and return to the camp!" Lang Tan hung the kettle around his waist, put his helmet on his head, and ordered his subordinates who had already rested.

Ma Liuzifei carried the flag like a high place and shook it. At the same time, Lang Tan's personal soldiers blew the horn, and the Wusheng army soldiers scattered in all directions began to quickly approach the flag, and at the same time, they turned the blood-stained long

The knife was inserted into the scabbard, and the heavy flail was carried on the back, and the heavy steps seemed to awaken the silent valley in an instant.

Lang Tan's four armor-breaking cones scattered on the pile of corpses were found and inserted on his back by his personal soldiers. Following the footsteps of Junhou, he came to the place where the magistrate of Jiange County rested. The personal soldiers put a lime bag.

In front of the county magistrate, Lang Tan said in a deep voice: "County Master, this is what the county master deserves after passing three mountains. How to ask for merit is the county master's own business. Wu Shengjun promised not to speak a word.

But the food and fodder you should give us must not be missing one or two. What do the county master think?”

The Jiange County Magistrate ordered the captain to open the bag and carefully identify it. After confirming that it was crossing the three mountains, he smiled and said, "The army is exhausted, why don't the general go to Jiange to rest? I can do my best to be a landlord."

Lang Tan shook his head and said, "It is not good for the local area to enter the city. Wusheng's army has strict military laws. It is a ban on the failure of the army to enter the city gate. The last general dare not violate it. If I get the food and fodder I should have, I should return to Dujiangyan quickly. If it is delayed,

Time, military law is ruthless."

The county magistrate sighed in admiration, took out a stack of pieces from his arms and put them in Lang Tan's hand and said: "The road to Jiange is far away, and it is too difficult for the general to carry food and fodder. This official specially commissioned the Liang merchant to make a thousand-one

A hundred guan Jiaozi, a thousand guan is enough to buy the food and fodder promised by my official in Chengdu. The remaining 100 guan is considered as the wish of the people of the county, so please accept it.”

Lang Tan knew what the county magistrate wanted, so he put Jiaozi in his arms without answering, and took out a contract letter from his arms and held it in his hand. The county magistrate laughed and took out the same letter from his sleeve.

After checking the documents, Lang Tan blew his own fire note and burned all the documents. The county magistrate obviously gave him a breath.

He no longer said anything to Lang Tan, and ordered the Jiange constable to quickly enter the battlefield and start the aftermath. How he reported this to the court later had nothing to do with Wu Shengjun. At this moment, he was very confident in Wu Shengjun's credibility.

When the army returned to the camp, it was not as serious as when they set out. Everyone had a smile on their faces. The battle was good. When they returned to the camp, the brothers would have a good harvest.

As soon as he set foot on the Shu Road, Lang Tan found that the court's express delivery had three waves in one day, and they were still the delivery delivery of the Privy Council. Those officials wearing red hats shouted loudly, and were anxious, even if they were powerful.

For example, Wu Shengjun must also stop by the roadside at this time to make a way for post office.

"Brother, what's the matter? Show me a message to me!" Ma Liuzi asked loudly, and threw his wine gourd to Yishi.

"The thieves in Yuanzhou captured Liuzhou, the prefect died in battle, and six thousand soldiers and civilians died!"

Lang Tan screamed strangely when he heard the sound, and cut off a small tree growing on the edge of the cliff and shouted to the front: "The whole army accelerates and returns to Chengdu within five days!"
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