Whenever there is a war, Ningwu Institute is an important node.
Apart from Yanmen Pass, this was another channel for the Qing troops to escape from the pass, so it was quickly occupied by the National Defense Forces, and checkpoints were set up to conduct strict inspections.
It is simply impossible for passers-by to pass by without proof or a strong reason.
This approach worked really well and captured many deserters from the Qing army.
On this day, outside the city gate of Ningwu Suo, soldiers of the National Defense Force were still on alert as usual, checking passers-by one by one.
A group of pedestrians walked in the distance. They looked quite embarrassed, but they were all carrying baggage and their bodies were quite strong.
Seeing the tight security here, these people inevitably looked a little frightened.
Although they returned to normal when they got closer, this group of pedestrians didn't know that their performance had been noticed by company commander Shen Huanwen from a distance.
Seeing those people approaching, Shen Huanwen hurriedly gave a few instructions to the soldiers below, and then walked to the city gate himself.
The soldiers are checking the credentials of these people and have found no problems for the time being.
Shen Huanwen took a document without leaving a trace and pretended to check it while secretly observing these people.
Seven or eight of them have strong builds, and they look like they are practicing martial arts. Although they don’t carry weapons, their boxing and kicking skills should be strong.
Protect the two people in the middle.
A man in his fifties, always groveling inadvertently, nodding and bowing, with shrewd eyes, he should be a trusted servant.
The other was in his thirties, with a wealthy figure. Even though his face was stained with black ash, he could still tell that he was a pampered person.
Shen Huanwen is rather strange.
Since it's a trip by a wealthy family, it's all about showing off the carriage and horses, so why should we be secretive about it?
He was convinced that these people were not Tatars.
He has fought against Tatars so many times that he can almost recognize what a Tatar is like at a glance and will never make a mistake.
Since they are not Tatars, why do they have to cover it up?
"Where are you guys going?"
Shen Huanwen pretended to interrogate him casually.
As expected, the servant stood up and came closer to him. When he pulled his sleeve, a piece of gold suddenly slipped over.
"The military master clearly knows that my old lady is terminally ill and there is not much time left. I must go back to bed and fulfill my filial piety. But now that the war is in chaos and bandits are rampant, my master has to be more careful. I also ask the military master to make it convenient for my master. I can see the old lady for the last time."
That's nice to say, but it's wrong for you to give gold.
Shen Huanwen was worried about not having a chance, so he immediately broke out on the spot.
He threw the gold to the ground and shouted: "Why do you still need bribes when you have legitimate reasons? Who are you?"
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding soldiers suddenly rose up and surrounded him from all directions.
The muzzle of the gun is pointed and the bayonet flashes, which is chilling.
The servant immediately realized something was wrong and screamed in panic.
"Master, leave quickly!"
Needless to say, the fat guy had already turned around.
Those few servants were so loyal that when they protected their master from escaping, they even detached half of their men to stop the National Defense Forces.
It's a pity that no matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, facing these heroes on the battlefield, they can only show off their skills and show off their skills.
With several gunshots, all these people were killed on the spot.
The National Defense Force soldiers in other directions also opened fire, but they were only a few dozen meters away. How could this group of people escape?
The fat old man was no exception. He was shot in the leg by Shen Huanwen and fell all over the ground, like a dying pig.
The Wehrmacht surrounded him and put bayonets on his nose.
The fat man's ghost emerged and howled at the top of his lungs.
"I want to see Zuo Mengeng! Let Zuo Mengeng see me!"
Shen Huanwen's eyes changed, and he raised his hand to stop the soldiers' assassination moves.
The fat man was arrested and immediately received medical treatment. However, although the bullet in his leg was removed, his walking would definitely be affected.
On the contrary, he calmed down and accepted treatment and supervision honestly. Other than that, he only ate and slept without speaking.
He believed that Zuo Mengeng would definitely meet him.
Three days later, Shen Huanwen brought someone in and handed him over.
He was taken into the carriage and left Ningwu, heading east.
He thought he would be taken to the capital, where Zuo Mengeng should be.
But when the team reached Datong, they stopped unexpectedly.
And there was no trace of the fine clothes and food he imagined, and he was thrown into a dirty prison.
"Where is Zuo Mengeng? Why haven't you come to see me yet?"
He was scared and hugged the railing and shouted desperately, but no one paid attention to him.
He felt vaguely uneasy and couldn't figure out what was wrong.
However, the conversations of other prisoners in the prison were listened to clearly.
"Have you heard? Mr. Fan's whole family in Zhangjiakou was arrested, and many of them were shot on the spot in front of their home. Tsk, tsk, I heard that the blood flowed like a river after the killing."
"Not only the Fan family, but also the Jin family, the Wang family, the Liang family, the Tian family, the Zhai family, and the Huang family were all arrested. I heard that the confiscated money was piled up like a mountain, and it took several days and nights to move it all."
The fat man listened blankly, feeling that the blood all over his body was frozen.
The prisoners were just chatting, but he knew better what these last names meant.
From these messages, he somewhat understood why he was thrown into prison.
"Oh my, isn't this my dearest relative, Brother Wang? I haven't seen you for so many years. It really breaks my heart. Shandong and Shanxi are only separated by a mountain. Why has Brother Wang not been here for so long? It makes me think about him day and night. ,Sigh, what a shame!”
Seeing the villain Zhang Haogu succeeding, the fat man's face was full of shame and anger.
"Why you? Where's Zuo Mengeng?"
Zhang Haogu easily pulled over a bench and Shi Shiran sat down.
Looking at the fat man behind the railing, he felt really happy from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.
Back then, you were a dragon and a phoenix among men, and the stars were shining over the moon. I was a playboy, a clown in the world.
Now I am the emperor's sworn brother, a wealthy and idle man, and you...
He was imprisoned and his death was not far away.
Now Zhang Haogu finally understood what Zuo Mengeng meant when he said: Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.
"The second one on the left is too busy. He can't sleep just counting the silver. But brother Wang, there is something wrong with the amount of silver. Brother Wang, would you like to help one or two?"
Wang Weiran really didn't want to see Zhang Haogu's hateful face.
He is nothing more than a piece of straw, and talking to him will taint his identity.
"Zuo Mengeng and I are making waves in the world. Who are you? Do you deserve to talk to me?"
"Tsk tsk, I'm talking about Brother Wang, I really care about Ming Yue from the bottom of my heart! What you said really makes me heartbroken and unable to control myself!"
"snort!"
Wang Weiran was so angry that he turned his head to the side, not wanting to waste time with Zhang Haogu at all.
Zhang Haogu continued to act by himself for a while, then got more and more into the alley.
"I want to see if Brother Wang's heart is really dark. Why did he completely forget about me, my little brother? Come on, I'll be punished!"