Chapter 13 A glass of wine and a common cause of righteousness (Part 2)

Although there were all kinds of weapons, the long shout was more uniform than ever before. They knew that this was no longer a joke, and what made them feel even more incredible was that these ordinary aliens dared to point weapons at them.

One person pointed at his nose and shouted angrily: "Rebel, what are you going to do?" He never believed that these powerless freaks dared to kill people.

Zhu Gan's face suddenly darkened and he shouted in a low voice: "Gao Qiang, kill him."

"How dare you!" This man was used to being arrogant and snorted angrily.

Gao Qiang held the lancet tightly, his fingers turned white, his big eyes stared in fear, his lips trembled, when the man drank, he shivered all over, screamed out, and stabbed the man in the face with the knife

Cut off the door.

The sharp blade cut through the ear door, and the whole head was almost cut off, leaving only a layer of skin falling off. The blood in the cavity rushed up to the height of two stories, spraying on the wooden boards on the top, and then

It was ticking and falling, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Gao Qiang quickly backed away, blood still splattered all over his face, and he could not help but tremble.

Zhu Qian didn't say anything, he just looked at everyone coldly. Silence was better than sound at this time.

"How dare you..." It was another person, who probably had some friendship with the deceased, but when Zhu Gan's cold eyes swept over him, he quickly shut up and did not dare to speak anymore.

Cruel people, these are the real fucking cruel people. If you are cruel to others than you are to yourself, you'd better not provoke them. If you are more cruel to yourself than to others, once you get angry, you'd better stay away.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Finally, someone who did not believe in evil spoke again.

Zhu Gan raised his hand and pointed lightly, and said in a cold voice: "This is not the answer I want. Kill him. Kill him for me. Let's all come together."

At this time, Gao Qiang was a little nervous after killing people. Hearing Zhu Qian's word "kill", he screamed like a Rakshasa demanding life. He didn't see clearly where the person was, so he raised his knife and slashed. This caused everyone to imitate him.

, some used firecrackers as fire sticks and swung them at him. The scene became a bit chaotic for a while.

No matter how the man begged for mercy, Zhu Gan remained indifferent, and those fanatical guards were aroused by a suppressed murderous intention and had no idea what they were doing.

The man's screams became smaller and smaller, and finally calmed down. The crowd dispersed, leaving a mess of meat on the ground, which was uncomfortable and even more disgusting.

When Zhu Gan looked back again, he could no longer see the unruly and disdain in their eyes, but more of a kind of fear, asking: "Do you have the answer I want?"

"We will not surrender, let alone act as an aide to the tiger."

Zhu Gan sneered, but he didn't expect anyone to dare to speak harshly: "It's hard to find a three-legged toad in this world, isn't it easy to find a two-legged person? Do you really think I have to need your heart to achieve anything? Kill them all.

Already."

They all had ferocious expressions and surrounded them like wolves and tigers.

"Surrender, we surrender."

"Surrender, don't kill us."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the rest of the people didn't want to die and shouted to surrender. Even the person who took the lead in speaking saw that no one agreed, fearing that he would be killed by these people if he acted too late, so he knelt down and kowtowed.

He was shouting loudly and expressing his sincerity.

Zhu Gan finally saw how shameless this man was, and he was a little cautious, but he showed everything in front of death. At this time, Zhu Gan's tense face relaxed slightly, so that even his smile was a little stiff:

"You should stop leading the troops for the time being. I will select fifteen people from among them. When I return, I will hand over the military power to them. You will serve as his deputy and teach them all the major matters in the army."

People who originally had some thoughts hidden in their hearts finally saw Zhu Qian's methods thoroughly. They divided the group into three times, with five people going back at one time. However, the fifteen people always acted together, and there was no chance of a series of rebellions. If there was a slight movement,

The clear three-eyed blunderbuss in the hands of these fifteen people can spray their faces into confusion.

And when that piece of news spread from these fifteen people to the army, their rebellious intentions were completely annihilated.

If the city is defended tomorrow, he will personally pay enough food and wages for three months in a row. Brothers' loyalty is bullshit these days. They don't care who makes the decision. The most important thing is to have enough to eat. Whoever makes Qiu Ba and others nai

They are the real people of the mother. These leaders can be regarded as the vanguard of exploiting the people below. No one has clean hands and dare not have the slightest delusion.

When they returned to the army, they looked at the scene where everyone was dozing off while trying to maintain their energy to discuss Zhu Qian's affairs. These people finally knew the purpose of his troubles last night, and they were so listless.

In this state, it is simply nonsense to expect your subordinates to risk their lives to fight for their future.

However, what interests these mentally distressed soldiers now is not that General Zhu Qian launched a general purge of lower-level generals, but whether they can really afford three months of sufficient food and pay for defending the city tomorrow.

As long as the money is distributed tomorrow, the army in Zhuozhou City will change from a ragtag army to a tiger and wolf army, and will also change from a miscellaneous army of the Ming Dynasty to Zhu Gan's personal guard, at least until they are provided with sufficient supplies.

This is the case when it comes to paying wages.

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"What exactly do you want to do?" Shi San asked, being left alone.

"Eat them all! Otherwise the dishes will be cold." Zhu Gan pointed to the newly arranged meal. At this time, the stamina of the rice wine came up, which made him lose his ability to speak. He laughed softly: "Since you don't want to eat, then

Let’s still talk!”

At this time, facing the delicacies on the table, Shi San really felt like he was not satisfied with the food. After hearing Zhu Gan's words, he put down his chopsticks and listened carefully. He did not dare to have the slightest contempt for this scholar.

"I didn't take you down, not because there are other members of the White Lotus Sect in this city, and it's not because I wanted to leave a way out for myself. To be honest, I have serious doubts about the discipline and combat power of the White Lotus Sect. I wanted to keep you.

I can be honest with the White Lotus Sect, and I want to seek a kind of cooperation, and you can be a messenger in the middle." Zhu Qian had his own thoughts about the White Lotus Sect. Although its combat effectiveness is a little inferior, its tree has deep roots.

, through cooperation, you can use this power to quickly grow yourself.

Shi San was thoughtful, and couldn't help but feel worried. This guy's ambitions were too great. He wanted to eat the entire Zhuozhou City alone and then turned around to cooperate with the White Lotus Sect. Is it right for the Eighth Guardian to attract such a person to join the sect?

Is it a blessing or a curse for the White Lotus Sect?

Shi San lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Zhu Qian. He wanted to escape out of fear of him, but probably more to conceal his murderous intention, for fear that he would not be able to help but want to splash blood, so he did not dare.

Imagining the latter result, he said softly: "Sir, how do you want to cooperate with the Holy Religion? What can I, a pawn, do?"

"Go and tell Yang Ling that my true identity is Zhu Yousong, the eldest son of Luoyang Fu Wang Zhu Changxun. I was separated from the sergeants because I went to the capital. As long as they raise troops to support me, Fengtian Jingnan will establish the White Lotus Sect after we capture the capital."

As the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, the Buddha Mother was established as the Grand Master and in charge of the Senglu Department." Zhu Gan tapped the table lightly, his alcohol rising, making him more and more sleepy, and he couldn't help but yawn again and again as he spoke.

Shi San quietly raised his head and looked at Zhu Qian, who was dozing off and seemed absent-minded. The murderous intention in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. As long as he was eliminated, the White Lotus Sect could easily capture this thousand-year-old city.

Later, Zhu Gan snored slightly, while the guards on both sides stood with their eyes and noses watching, not knowing what they were thinking about. At such a great opportunity, Shi San discovered that his hands

I couldn't help sweating, and wiped my knees hard, and quietly touched my waist. Then I was stunned, and I had already handed over my weapon.

His eyes only became clear for a moment, and then he looked at the chopsticks on the table. He could still kill without a knife.

He looked around, like a thief, and carefully put his hand on the table. The moment he tightened his grip on the chopsticks, he felt that time had stopped and his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The table was only six feet wide.

As long as he lifts the table and takes two steps forward, he can pierce any part of him with the chopsticks in his hand.

But when it came to the end, he couldn't do anything anyway. He took a bite of the food on the table with his chopsticks, swallowed it like chewing wax, took a step back, knelt down on one knee and said: "The general who can stand up to the sky is the stone. See
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