Now that Wan Lei has made up his mind to take in the refugees, everyone can no longer object. However, before letting the refugees into the city, an anti-trafficking operation must be carried out to prevent spies from sneaking into the city to cause destruction. No, a thousand troops under the leadership of Wan Lei
Next, they lined up outside the city gate.
At this time, tens of thousands of refugees had gathered outside the city gate. These people were unkempt and disheveled. They were all cold and hungry. When they saw the city gate opened, they squeezed forward as hard as they could, threatening to break into the city to grab food.
What Lei disliked the most was unorganized and undisciplined people. With a wave of his hand, the shield army lined up in front of the city gate to block the way of these people.
The refugees were still pushing and shoving. Fortunately, the Peiping army had experienced bloody battles and was able to fight against the wolf-like Yan army. Naturally, they would not take these ordinary people seriously. If Wan Lei hadn't ordered not to use violence,
, they did not use a shield formation to block the enemy, but just waved their knives and attacked the sheep.
"Dong dong dong dong..." A drum beat sounded, and then hundreds of people shouted loudly: "Don't cause chaos, anyone who continues to crowd will be killed!" These ordinary people trembled in their hearts and pushed each other.
The situation slowed down a bit, but they all clamored that they were good citizens and wanted to enter the city immediately.
"Everyone retreats one foot, otherwise the military sticks will be waiting for you." Another hundred people shouted in unison, coupled with the sound of big sticks hitting the stone slabs, the refugees' hearts trembled again and they retreated one after another. A few retreated late.
Yes, he was immediately hit with a big stick, knocked down with several sticks and then picked out several meters away.
"Mighty!" The big stick troops lined up in front of the shield formation. The big sticks hit the floor with another crackling sound. When the refugees saw such powerful officers and soldiers, they were too frightened to say a word.
"Everyone, our Shuntian Mansion, Mu Sheng'en, is now a Tusi Mansion. We don't have to pay for food and military service for twenty years. You have come all the way, so you must not know something." Wan Lei sat on a tall horse, pretending to hold his hands to the south, and said
: "We received this grace because our soldiers sacrificed their lives to protect Shuntian Prefecture. You are from Liaodong, and it is really outrageous to surrender your territory to the enemy."
"As the so-called heaven saves those who save themselves, you are bringing disaster upon yourself by holding on to your territory. Logically speaking, our Shuntian Prefecture has no obligation to help you. However, we have the same ancestors and roots and cannot bear to see you freezing and despairing by the roadside, so we opened the city gates and let them go.
When you enter the city, I hope you will recognize the identity of the host and guest, and do not cause chaos to our Peking City. Whoever dares to cause trouble will be severely punished by the soldiers and civilians of Peking City, do you understand?"
After hearing Wan Lei's instructions, the refugees all looked at each other in shock. They really didn't know that Shuntian Mansion had changed its tune.
"We are all good citizens, let us enter the city quickly, otherwise, we will report you to the court." A protest came from the crowd, which attracted many refugees to echo.
"Shut up, you guys, you haven't understood yet!" Wan Lei looked at this group of refugees who were in chaos and said sternly: "I'll say it again, Shuntian Mansion is not under the control of the imperial court, but is managed by the common people of Shuntian Mansion. We
All the citizens of Shuntian Mansion are the masters of Shuntian Mansion, and you are just guests. If you want to enter the city and survive, you'd better recognize this immediately. If anyone dares to shout again, be careful, we will chase you away."
"Ignore this man, let's squeeze into the city and grab..." Another person in the crowd shouted, but before he could finish his words, an arrow penetrated his chest as if it had eyes.
From his forehead, blood splashed all over the people around him, and the refugees were so frightened that they did not dare to say a word.
"We in Beiping City do not welcome unorganized and undisciplined people. Anyone who wants to enter the city must obey me. If he dares to make nonsense and incite the people, he will be killed without mercy!" Wan Lei was angry and glanced at the refugees.
They didn't dare to raise their heads again, and then said: "When you are a guest, you have to behave like a guest. The first thing is to ask the guest to do as he pleases. Now line up immediately. What does it look like in this mess? How do you get into the city?"
As soon as the refugees heard that they could enter the city after lining up, they all crowded into more than a dozen long and crooked queues, looking like worms. When Wan Lei saw it, he couldn't help but think of a saying he had heard: A middle-aged man
The Chinese people are like a dragon, and a group of Chinese people are like a worm. This is true at all. It is so unorganized and undisciplined that it is really worse than a worm.
However, now is not the time for ideological education. When Wan Lei saw them lined up, he said: "The old, weak, women and children stand in the middle, the strong men with families stand on the right, and those without families stand on the left. In the middle.
The first enters the city, then the right, and finally the left.”
Wan Lei gave this order, and there was another commotion in the crowd. Many people pushed and refused to line up as required. Wan Lei was not in a hurry, and just said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you don't obey the command. Now the porridge in the city is
The tent has been set up, if you don’t want to be full early, you can continue to push around where you are.”
As soon as they heard that they could enter the city to eat after queuing up, the refugees were finally willing to queue up in an orderly manner. However, there were still some opportunistic people who wanted to jump in the queue. Wan Lei didn't care about these people, because there would be more people when entering the city.
These queue jumpers will not get any good results from a one-stop search.
The refugees finally lined up. After a burst of drums, the shield formation slowly left the city. There were sergeants in bright helmets standing on both sides of the street along the gate. These people maintained order. Who dared to run around and rush around?
, they must be killed without mercy. After all preparations were completed, Wan Lei led the troops to withdraw from the city gate to make way for the refugees to enter the city.
After lining up, the entry into the city was much more orderly and fast. There was no stampede or pushing. The old, weak, women and children all entered the city safely. Those queue jumpers who were greedy for petty gains were directly pulled out and pushed to the last group of strong men entering the city.
in the team.
At this time, Wan Lei was also outside the city. He glanced back and forth at the strong men, and found that several of the men in the group had fierce eyes flashing. Finally, he pointed at a strong man next to him and said to his sergeant:
"Pull that man out."
"You, what are you going to do?" Seeing that he was being caught, the strong man struggled violently, but his fists could not defeat several hands. Several military sticks pressed on his body, and he could no longer move. Finally,
Being tied up.
Just when Wan Lei was about to step forward to interrogate him, a "little soldier" behind Wan Lei jumped out, touched his body, and pulled out a dagger.
"I told you that there are spies among these people. You didn't listen, but now you see it." That "little soldier" is none other than Zhao Xueer. Not to mention, she really has the potential to be a bodyguard.
However, Wan Lei ignored her and just asked the man: "What do you do?"
"Xiao, Xiao Xiao is a farmer."
"Farmer? Is it necessary for a farmer to hide a dagger on his body?" Zhao Xueer was the first to not believe it.
"This is for self-defense," the man said in defense.
Wan Lei still had no expression on his face and said to the man: "Stretch out your hands."
The man didn't know why, but Wan Lei glared angrily again, and then he slowly stretched out his hand. Wan Lei just glanced at it and said to Zhao Xueer: "Judging from the calluses on his hands, is this man...
One often rides on horseback and shoots arrows."
"It must be true. These hands don't look like they are used for farm tools. There are still red blood stains on their hands. According to me, this person is probably a soldier who often goes into battle to kill the enemy." Zhao Xueer said.
"This soldier, military master, is wronged. It's bitterly cold in Liaodong, and farmers have to double as hunters." The strong man hurriedly shouted that he was wronged.
"Take off his shirt." Wan Lei still ordered expressionlessly.
"You, what are you doing?" The strong man hurriedly tightened his clothes, and even the other people standing by could not look at him. They started talking in a low voice. The people in Beiping City were too barbaric and did not treat others as human beings.
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Zhao Xueer ignored the defense between men and women. She unsheathed the long sword in her hand and scratched the strong man's body a few times. His upper body was exposed. Wan Lei looked at him and pointed at a strip on his arm.
Long scar, asked: "Where did this scar come from?"
"Yes, it was accidentally injured while hunting."
"What was the injury?"
"Yes, it was scratched by a branch."
"A scratch on a branch?" Wan Lei finally smiled and said to a soldier beside him: "You also open your sleeves and show the scars on your arms to everyone."
The soldier took off his shirt without saying anything. He was covered in scars, at least a dozen, which was shocking to see. And these wounds were left over from several battles not long ago.
As a kind of glorious "memorial", all the officers and soldiers of the Peking Army have several strips on their bodies.
Wan Lei pointed to the scars on the soldier's body and asked the strong man: "These scars are similar to those on your body. Do you think they were also scratched by branches?"
"This..." The strong man was speechless. He turned his eyes sharply a few times and said, "It's the little one. I remembered it wrong. The wound on the little one's body was from a bite."
"Bite? Oops, I'm just curious. Where is Liaodong? You can get wounds like knives when you go hunting in the mountains. Could it be that the beasts on the mountains have teeth?" Wan Lei asked with a sneer.
"No, no, the little one was scratched by a wild animal."
"Scratch? That's not right. All wild beasts have several claws. If you scratch your hand, you won't have just this scratch." Wan Lei's smile grew thicker and said: "Don't make other excuses, a discerning person.
I can tell at a glance that you were stabbed. I'm just curious as to why you refuse to admit that you are a soldier."
"Ah, Army, Army Master Mingjian, I am a deserter. I am afraid of being embarrassed by the government, so I dare not say that I am a soldier." The strong man couldn't bear it anymore and finally admitted that he was a soldier.
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However, Wan Lei still didn't believe his rhetoric, and smiled faintly again, saying: "Deserts, not necessarily. Our Peking Army has had many encounters with the Yan rebels, of course, on the battlefield. I found that,
You look just like them: brutal and cunning. If I'm not mistaken, you must be a spy, here to assassinate me."
"Master, I'm wronged, Xiao, Xiao, I'm really just a soldier, not a spy." The strong man struggled again, shouting that he was wronged again and again.
"Unjustly accused? Don't worry, our Peking Army will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor let a bad person go. I will give you a chance to prove your innocence now. Can you find two people in the crowd to testify for you, proving that you are innocent?"
Deserter, I will let you go. Otherwise, you will be tortured to extract a confession."
As soon as the strong man heard that he was going to be tortured to extract a confession, he trembled with fear. He looked at the crowd in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on the faces of several strong men. However, the strong men shook their heads secretly, and this scene naturally ended.
When Wan Lei saw it, he winked at Zhao Xueer calmly. Zhao Xueer immediately understood and jumped up again, shooting darts from his hand frequently, directly targeting the strong men.
When those strong men saw the deadly darts coming, they could no longer stand. They raised their hands and a dagger appeared. While fending off the darts, they suddenly rushed towards Wan Lei. But at this moment, Cheng
Several hidden arrows flew down from their heads and hit their thighs. They all screamed and fell to the ground rolling in pain.
"You are so courageous to dare to assassinate me. Come here, take them down and torture them for interrogation. We must find out all their accomplices."