Blueway was very attentive to David Mo's instructions. He not only brought paper and pen, but also had tables, chairs and benches brought to him. After asking David Mo for instructions, he placed the tables, chairs and benches in the middle of the door and waited.
With the return of the urban management army soldiers.
After half past ten, people finally began to return to the military camp one after another. Soldiers in small and large groups discovered a strange phenomenon. There was a person sitting at the gate of the military camp.
A drunken soldier yelled: "Where did the birdman come from! How dare you block grandpa's way at the gate of the urban management army? I'm so impatient!"
David Mo stood on the sentry tower and glanced coldly at the soldiers. Bluewei quickly shouted: "Commander, please do something! Register your names!"
Several soldiers behind him were awakened by his roar and quickly asked: "Master Commander? Is it the Governor or Fernando?!"
However, there were some soldiers who did not know Blueway and asked in confusion: "Who are you!?"
Blueway looked at several soldiers, but he clasped his fists and said in the direction of David Mo: "I am the adjutant of the commander! The current commander is David Mo, Lord Mo!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted: "You are still not polite when you see your Excellency!"
Several soldiers then looked up and saw a figure standing on top of the sentry tower. Following the dim light of the moonlight, they saw that the man was extremely handsome. He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, still a young man.
Some people still had some impressions of what happened at noon today, so they said to their companions: "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be the new brat!"
He spoke extremely brazenly, not shying away from Blueway and David Mo at all. When the soldiers around him heard what he said, they all burst into laughter.
The general cultivation level of commanders is around Bronze Level 5, and the number of their soldiers is extremely large, so if they are not extremely prestigious officers, they cannot suppress their rampage.
A few people didn't even bother to use the most basic bowing ceremony, so they just raised their heads and shouted to David Mo: "Commander, the brothers are back. As for the registration matter, I think let's forget about it!"
After saying that, he burst into laughter and was about to rush in with a group of people. David Mo still had no expression on his face. He only heard him say lightly: "Fu Kem, Zuo Keli, someone is causing trouble and has no authority.
What should we do according to the military regulations of the urban management army?"
Fu Kem and Zuo Keli were standing behind the gate, just blocked by the light, so no one saw them just now.
At this time, the two of them were questioned by David Mo unexpectedly, so they had no choice but to reply: "According to military regulations, kill without mercy!"
Hearing the answers from the two of them, David Mo snorted coldly and asked in a cold voice: "Then what are you two waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and take action!"
Fu Kem and Zuo Keli looked at each other. Now that they were on the pirate ship, there was no way out, so they had no choice but to grit their teeth, take out their long swords, and rush out with a roar.
Several soldiers were not easy to get along with. When they saw someone charging towards them, someone immediately shouted: "Where did you get that bastard from! Brothers, we will fight with them!"
Four of the six people started fighting, but only two knew the identities of Fu Kemu and Zuo Keli and did not move.
Zuo Keli is a trainee at the seventh level, and Fu Kemu is a trainee at the eighth level. But those four soldiers are ordinary soldiers, the highest one is only a ninth-level apprentice, so how can they be their opponents.
In an instant, they were slashed to death by two of them. Looking at the remaining two, they saw that the two were already kneeling on their knees, crying for mercy. Fu Kemu and Zuo Keli were about to kill, but they didn't know David Mo.
I had no choice but to put a knife on their heads, look up at David Mo, and wait for his instructions.
After David Mo saw that they had finished fighting, he finally gave instructions: "When the soldiers come back later, we will draw 60 people in public from those who are willing to register. Fu Kemu will lead one team and Zuo Keli will lead another team. The two of you will
Lead the team to be responsible for maintenance and management.”
"As for those who are unwilling to register or squat dishonestly on the school grounds, all will be killed. Regardless of life or death, everyone's name will be recorded."
Fu Kem and Zuo Keli bowed to accept the order and asked the two people who had just knelt down to beg for mercy to register. After asking about their strength levels, they left the two of them behind and stood guard with them.
Then many soldiers came back one after another, all following David Mo's instructions, and they all killed the die-hard elements.
There were some people who wanted to escape, and the unicorn bow in David Mo's hand was not polite. After shooting six or seven people in a row, he completely suppressed the soldiers who were already squatting in the school camp.
The night was getting darker and darker, and more and more corpses were piled up at the door. David Mo ordered a few people to line up all the corpses on both sides behind the door. The pungent smell of blood made people feel suffocated.
Even the hard-hearted Buluwei couldn't help but secretly sweat for David Mo. He divided the list of people registered into two parts, one for those who were alive and one for those who had been killed on the spot.
There were nearly two thousand people in total, and more than five hundred people died.
Yale City here is the center of the Holy Empire, and it is at the feet of the Emperor. David Mo killed more than 500 people in one night. I really don’t know how he will explain to his superiors after sunrise.
Except for the sixty people picked out by Fu Kemu and Zuo Keli, everyone else was squatting on the school ground. One after another, their former comrades were killed on the spot, so that they no longer dare to make any move.
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Everyone was secretly thinking: The Nancheng Urban Management Army is really going to change.
The midnight bell rang, and it was already early in the morning. David Mo had been standing on top of the sentry tower for four full hours. Smelling the smell of blood around him, his heart palpitated slightly, but there was a voice in his heart that still kept going.
's cry.
"Not enough, not enough..."
He originally guessed that nearly two-thirds of the people would resist. When the time came, he would kill all these people, and then naturally eliminate a group of people, and control the urban management army to about 500 people.
If the size of the army is controlled to 500 people, he can appoint junior officers himself, thereby easily controlling the entire Nancheng Urban Management Army. Moreover, the original military salary of 3,000 people will be much richer, which can invisibly improve the welfare benefits of the Urban Management Army.
The experience of poverty when he was young gave him a more objective understanding of people's surnames. For this group of troops who have no faith, only gold coins can improve their quality to the greatest extent.
However, it was a pity that these Qiu Ba gangs were too timid, and after killing only a few, they could no longer withstand it. People who came back one after another saw the blood on the ground in front of the gate, and some even became weak in the legs on the spot.
The cold wind blew coldly across the entire camp, and many soldiers began to feel a little unable to support their bodies. This small detail was quickly discovered by David Mo, and a hint of coldness flashed at the corner of his mouth.
The sound of the unicorn bow appeared again. This sound was undoubtedly a reminder to everyone on the school field. I saw a soldier whose body had just shaken. Suddenly, a ball of blood mist burst out of his body. His body went limp and he lay down.
On the ground.
Some of the less courageous soldiers couldn't help but scream out in surprise. As soon as the sound was heard, several clouds of blood mist erupted again. For a while, pindrops could be heard on the school grounds and there was silence.
Fulcom was already numb when he saw this scene, and ordered a few soldiers to carry out the corpses. Bluewe looked at the badges on their bodies, and picked out their names from the living column.
Go and add a few more strokes to the dead column.
Some soldiers who were waiting for registration were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, but no one dared to say anything. As more corpses were placed behind the gate, fewer and fewer people dared to resist.
An hour later, David Mo ordered the gates of the school grounds to be closed, and ordered swordsmen and axemen to ambush on both sides. Anyone who came back later, regardless of their official position, would be killed.
Bluewe took a step forward, handed the list into his hands, and said respectfully: "Sir, a total of 2,374 people have returned, and 126 people have not yet arrived."
David Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, which meant that the entire Nancheng Urban Management Army only had 2,500 people, but he remembered that the data recorded that there should be 3,000 people.
"Isn't there three thousand people? Why are there only two thousand and five?"
Blueway quietly explained: "The quota of five hundred people is Fernando's free salary..."
Seeing that David Mo's eyes were still a little confused, he further explained: "Soldiers are entitled to ten gold coins per month. When Fuyede allocated it to us, each of us only had five gold coins. Fernando can no longer tamper with it.
So he came up with the idea of using these five hundred free wages."
David Mo was secretly shocked. There were a total of 12,000 urban management troops in Yanjing. Each of Fu Yede drew five gold coins. Doesn’t that mean there are 60,000 gold coins in one month?!
What is the concept of sixty thousand gold coins? The top local wealthy businessmen have all their net worth, and some only have three or four hundred thousand gold coins...
Fernando, the deputy commander, actually earns 2,500 gold coins per month?! The division commander of the Royal Forbidden Army only earns 400 gold coins per month!
He thought of the unsmiling Feng Xuelun again, and asked curiously: "What about Feng Xuelun? Fernando took them all by himself, what did he eat?"
Bluwe still admired Feng Xuelun a little, and explained in a low voice: "Commander Feng Xuelun didn't take a penny from this, he only received salary, seventy-five gold coins per month..."
At this point, he seemed to have remembered something and continued: "Last year when the Governor was celebrating his birthday, Deputy Commander Feng only gave him an ordinary jade pendant. I heard that the Governor was very unhappy."
David Mo nodded. Feng Xuelun still had some principles. Fu Kem said that he used to be a member of the Royal Forbidden Army. He didn't know what happened but he was demoted to the urban management army.
But there were still many things, and he had no time to ask about them yet. He led Blueway to the general stage, and Fulcom and Zuo Keli stood on the left and right under the stage.
Zuo Keli suddenly knelt down on one knee and said, "All the urban management troops in Nancheng are here. Please give me a lecture!"
Fu Kem glared at Zuo Keli fiercely. He slowed down a step and actually let this guy speak first. Zuo Keli was completely unaware of his glare, but looked at David Mo eagerly.
David Mo ignored Zuo Keli's little thought. He glanced at the squatting people in the audience and suddenly asked lightly: "I'm afraid it won't be easy for us to hang out together in Nancheng in the future. I'll give you one last chance, no?"
Those who are willing to stay in the urban management army can leave now."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the entire school was silent. No one dared to make the slightest sound.
Seeing this scene, David Mo felt slightly disappointed and secretly said in his heart: "There are too many people to support."