Ordering the infantry to guard the treasury, Liu Xiang set off with Su Wei and Yue Qi.
He had seen clearly just now that the seven mansions were staying peacefully in this city, and he wanted to visit them one by one.
The first house was the mansion of the county captain Zhang Ren, and there was a surprise. He pushed the tied Zhang Ren forward, and dozens of loyal servants rushed out. After a hail of arrows, they helped Zhang Ren stand in front.
Yue Qi rushed into the mansion to search, and arrested more than twenty people, but none of them were women or children. They must have been hidden in advance.
Perhaps many years from now, a story about "Zhang's Orphan" will be circulated, and there may be one in it who sacrifices his own son's life in exchange for his master's orphaned loyal servant. Such a beautiful virtue is really cruel.
Liu Xiang didn't care. He was not interested in hunting down women and children. He was just here to eliminate the rebels. These twenty dozen were also beheaded in the street.
Continue to the next one.
It's like opening a blind box. You push the owner of the house to call the door. Some rush out to snatch people, some rush out to beg for mercy, some stay behind closed doors, and some escape over the wall.
Everyone was beheaded in the street, and Liu Xiang didn't want to keep any prisoners.
Look at the flames soaring into the sky that cannot be extinguished, look at the ruins burned into pitch black, look at the people crying heartbrokenly on the street, and look at the charcoal in the fire scene that is twisted into a human shape.
These people must pay a price.
Especially, when you lose.
After walking through the seven mansions, six to seven hundred heads fell to the ground. Liu Xiang knew that there were innocent people inside. So what? This is rebellion and war, and there is no room for mercy.
This was the first time Liu Xiang faced a powerful counterattack, so he was particularly ruthless, leaving no one alive among those he caught.
It's a wake-up call.
Hit with one punch to avoid a hundred punches coming.
At noon, the direct descendants of these powerful families will also be beheaded in public. If it were not for the purpose of venting the anger of the people, they would have died long ago.
When reinforcements arrive, these people's manor and fort outside the city will also need to be cleaned.
After clearing out most of the rebels, the remaining ones won't make any big noise. They just need to be captured slowly in the future.
Liu Xiang ordered to help the people put out the fire.
The fire-fighting measures in the Han Dynasty were really rudimentary, and Liu Xiang neglected this matter. Although during the Zhou Dynasty, the official position of Si Xuan was set up to be responsible for fire prevention. There were also fire-fighting towers in the Han Dynasty, but they did not exist in small counties.
At least, in these small towns in Youzhou, Liu Xiang had never seen Si Xuan, and there was no special fire watch tower.
The watchtowers are all for military use.
Small towns in the north all have war priorities and good defensive measures. I heard that many counties in the interior have no moats, and some even don't have walls. This is something that is unacceptable in the northern frontier.
Liu Xiang shook his head, his thoughts were too distracted.
Continuing to think about the issue of fire-fighting, I have no impression of the fire-fighting equipment of the Han Dynasty. It seems that it is all solved by the people themselves? This is not possible. We must consider the issue of professionals and fire-fighting tools.
Wuhou Pu and the Hidden Fire Team in the Tang and Song Dynasties can be imitated.
Water bladders, splash tubes, and ladders used for fire fighting can be manufactured with the technology of the Han Dynasty. A water bladder is a leather bag filled with water, and a splash tube is a bamboo pole inserted through the leather bag. Ladders were made in the Han Dynasty.
Is it more difficult to build a fire-fighting ladder than a siege ladder?
As for the rattan water guns and water dragon carts from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they are technically more difficult. You will have to have a good chat with the craftsmen later.
With more people and greater strength, Liu Xiang commanded his soldiers to remove the isolation belt in the direction of the spread of the flames, and the fire was finally under control.
It finally dawned.
The sun emerged in the east, rising higher and higher, and the red color of Beixin City gradually faded away. Only the blood stains on the ground and the dark ruins told of the misery of last night.
Liu Xiang led the team back to the county government office. The first thing he did was to take off his armor and ask Su Wei to look at the injury on his back. It was already red and swollen.
I endured the pain and washed it with salt water, hoping it wouldn't get infected.
"If I get infected, I will kill all the powerful people in the family." He muttered in a low voice.
After venting my anger, I still have to do what needs to be done. The fire last night was very serious. Thousands of people lost their homes and became impoverished overnight.
There are still many people with burns. Given the medical conditions of the Han Dynasty, they may not be able to be saved. But they are still saved when they need to be saved. Sometimes when treating illnesses and saving people, it is not the patients but their families who are saved.
Disaster relief, disaster relief, why are there so many disasters! Liu Xiang sighed, and his heart was filled with panic.
He took the pen and ink bamboo slips and said that the first step in disaster relief was to save the people's stomachs.
Write documents for food adjustment, documents for appointments, documents for conscription, and notices for the peace of the people.
Each street must be assigned a dedicated person to take charge of it.
Relief porridge shops, caravans cleaning up corpses, recruiting doctors for free clinics, recruiting medicinal materials, distributing tools, cleaning up, and preventing plagues.
There are also security personnel. Don’t think that the victims will be kind just because they are pitiful. Sometimes, these poor people are much scarier than you think.
It is easy to find shelter for the people affected by the disaster. The seven mansions where all the people were killed are enough to accommodate these people.
It just needs to be cleaned up first, the corpses have to be taken away, and the money has to be moved away, and then the people can temporarily borrow it. It is not possible to give it directly. Why, it is all money, and Liu Xiang is reluctant to part with it. Where does he use the money?
There are too many, and I don’t want to plunder the people, so I can only make calculations everywhere.
"My lord, your health is important. Let's take a rest first."
When Liu Xiang was thinking about how to provide disaster relief, he suddenly heard someone talking to him. He looked up in confusion and saw Zhao Yun standing next to him.
"When did Zilong come? There was no trouble at the city gate, right?"
"My lord, please rest assured. There is nothing wrong with the city gate. I have arranged all the city defense matters and came back to report. When I just came in, my lord was deep in thought." Zhao Yun answered Liu Xiang's question and then persuaded: "My lord is injured.
, you have to pay attention to your health and take a rest first.”
Liu Xiang shook his head and said helplessly: "There are too many things that need to be dealt with urgently. I can't sleep well."
Zhao Yun continued to persuade: "My lord loves the people like his son, Zhao admires me, but if he falls ill, he will not be able to handle government affairs. Please take good care of your body."
Zhao Yun was really afraid that Liu Xiang would die of illness. My lord, everything was fine, but his body and bones were too weak. If his bones were gone, his life would be miserable. How could he find someone who appreciated him so much?
Seeing Zhao Yun's resolute attitude, Liu Xiang was indeed very tired, so he nodded: "Thank you Zilong for worrying about it. I'm going to rest for a while, but there is something that Zilong can help me with."
"Please give me your orders, my lord."
"All the heads of the rebels last night were cut off, salted with lime, and transported to the execution ground. They were shown to the people at noon. The bodies were buried quickly. The documents for recruiting civilian laborers have been written. Zilong can help me with it." Liu Xiangbu said.
Knowing such an order, Zhao Yun would not execute it. This method of piling up beheadings or hanging heads at the city gate to shock the people is quite cruel.
It didn't matter whether he showed his head to the people or not, he just wanted to test Zhao Yun.
Take a look at Zhao Yun's reaction and listen to how Zhao Yun persuaded him.
When people get along with each other, no matter what the relationship is, they all need to be adjusted. No matter how famous Zhao Yun is, or how deeply Liu Xiang is influenced by the novel, this step must be taken.
Zhao Yun was a subordinate recruited by Liu Xiang, a helper, not an ancestor.
Liu Xiang admired him, but would not support him.
If it is of no use to me, I should discard it.
If you are my enemy, you should kill him.
This is not the future. In the troubled times of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Xiang had no right to be willful.