On the twenty-first day of the first lunar month, outside the city of Bei'an Prefecture.
The sun is shining brightly and the snow is slowly melting. This is rare good weather.
Good weather brings good mood, especially after a victory.
For example, after the soldiers in Bei'an Prefecture blocked the Forbidden Army's attacks for several days, the intensity of the Forbidden Army's attack was significantly reduced.
"I see those people outside the city... I'm afraid they won't have time to attack again!"
"In just the past few days, more than two thousand corpses have been dumped under the city. How dare they attack!"
"What's more, we have surrendered to the palace, and the palace's army will send reinforcements. Xu should worry about his life!"
"Master Yan is still sensible and knows that the only way to survive is to submit to the prince's palace. How can he be like Liu Duzhi... He has no ability and is trying to kill himself!"
"Yeah, I used to think that Liu Duzhi was very powerful, but I didn't know he was just a loser!"
Hearing this, everyone laughed, and the city wall was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
At this moment, Yan Jianzhang was drinking tea with Luo Lun in the Dusi Yamen.
Being able to drink tea leisurely shows that the overall situation has been decided.
Just listen to Yan Jianzhang say: "I think the royal army will arrive today and tomorrow!"
"Yes...Xu Longsheng won't live for a few days!" Luo Lun replied.
Sighing, Yan Jianzhang said: "Master Luo... I'm afraid I won't end well either!"
"Why did Yan Qian say this?" Luo Lun pretended not to know.
Yan Jianzhang said very solemnly: "I have done a lot of wrong things under the intimidation of Liu Shili. The prince has clear rewards and punishments...How can I not be punished if I have made mistakes?"
After surrendering to the palace, he had to look up to others, so it was normal for Yan Jianzhang to feel insecure.
When he was on duty under Liu Shili, he offended many people by enforcing military law.
Maybe now, because of the sentiment of surrender, Prince Yong's Mansion will be tolerant of him, but the sentiment will eventually run out.
Times have changed, and if someone looks for trouble with him, especially the officers he has punished, it will be a huge disaster.
Luo Lun couldn't sympathize with Yan Jianzhang's worries. He shook his head and said, "Although you made a mistake, you woke up in time. Before you made any contribution to the palace, you have already made up for it!"
"What's more, the prince cherishes talents. As long as you are loyal to the king's affairs and do your best, not only will there be no harm, but you will be rewarded!"
At this point, Luo Lun smiled and said, "You're overthinking it!"
Although Luo Lun said it lightly, Yan Jianzhang still felt unsure. After all, the consequences of karma were on him.
Liu Shili's head is still hanging at the gate of the capital, and Yan Jianzhang gets a headache when he thinks about it.
However, there are people in this world who are more miserable, fearful and aggrieved than Yan Jianzhang.
For example, Liao Chenglin, the commander of the Huben Guards, is sitting in a room while soldiers are serving him rice.
Outside Bei'an City, there are several villages and towns scattered around, which have now become the garrison of the Forbidden Army.
There were too many zombies outside the city, and there was no progress in attacking the city for several days. Naturally, they couldn't just wait outside the city wall, so they retreated into the villages and towns to defend themselves.
As a senior official of the Forbidden Army, Liao Chenglin knew his own situation very well, and his defeat was already doomed.
When things have reached this point, there is no room for change. Those who take the lead in "rebellion" will face death even if they surrender.
"Sir...please have a meal!"
When he said this, the soldier who served the meal swallowed his saliva and only stared at the food on the table.
But at this moment, Liao Chenglin didn't care about eating, but now he was angry, aggrieved and fearful, and his whole person was in a state of emotional collapse.
Just listen to Liao Chenglin roar: "Fuck you...get out of here!"
"Yes, yes..."
The soldier hurriedly retreated, but in his panic, he knocked over a bowl of soup on the tray. This move made Liao Chenglin even more angry.
"You bastard..." Liao Chenglin took out his whip and whipped it towards the soldiers in front of him.
The soldier instinctively ducked back, but Liao Chenglin's whip failed. Instead of letting him vent his anger, it actually aroused his anger to a higher level.
"You bastard, if you dare to hide... I'll beat you to death!"
After saying that, Liao Chenglin's whip was like a strong wind and rain, and he greeted the staggering and rolling soldiers.
Perhaps the violence was a way to vent his emotions, but Liao Chenglin couldn't stop for a while. Only the wailing sounds of soldiers were left in the room, and in the end even the wailing sounds were gone.
"Come here, drag them out!" Liao Chenglin yelled outside.
The two soldiers on duty outside entered the room cautiously and dragged out the dying soldier on the ground.
The Zhuangzi where they were stationed was not very big, and the noise made by Liao Chenglin was heard by hundreds of soldiers stationed nearby.
Looking at the soldiers being dragged out, some people couldn't help but ask: "What's going on?"
"It's also because he was unlucky. He spilled the broth when delivering the meal... and pissed off the commander, so he was beaten like this!"
"Soup? What soup? Do you still have broth?"
When someone asked this question, the two soldiers felt nervous, knowing that they had let the news slip.
"We didn't, it was the commander..."
Good guy, this explanation solidifies the matter of drinking soup.
"We brothers only have two steamed buns a day, and we go to war hungry every day... What is this?"
"It's just...you talk about being in the same boat, it's really better to say it than to sing it, bullshit!"
"No wonder I beat people to death every day. It turns out that I have meat to eat every day. I have more strength than our brothers..."
"Are we brothers really inferior to pigs and dogs? Let them kill us at will?"
The more the soldiers talked, the more excited they became, and more and more people gathered at this moment.
In order to maintain control of the army, Liao Chenglin adopted high-pressure rule over his subordinates, and the soldiers' resentment and anger were suppressed for a long time.
Now that the situation is critical and defeat is inevitable, it seems that the anger that has been suppressed for a long time has finally come to a collective explosion.
Amid the excitement among the soldiers, no one from the hundreds of thousands of households who were among them came out to guide "public opinion."
They, the officers, have been having a hard time recently, even more stressed than the soldiers.
Now that the Forbidden Army has reached a dead end, and the officers have lost their fighting spirit, who can still think about this, not to mention that Liao Chenglin has indeed gone too far.
While everyone was shouting and cursing, Liao Chenglin walked out of the courtyard, but the sound came before anyone arrived.
"What are you bastards doing here? Are you so fucking impatient?"
With his hands behind his back, Liao Chenglin cursed at everyone: "You bastard, go back to your station. If anyone keeps running around again, I will kill him!"
After Liao Chenglin said these words, he saw hundreds of soldiers outside the yard. Not only did not any of them move, but they all stared directly at him.
For a moment, Liao Chenglin felt a little scared.
That's right, it's just fear. Even Liao Chenglin found it unbelievable that he was actually afraid of these smelly Qiuba.
Soon, Liao Chenglin regained his composure and heard him angrily yell: "What are you still doing? Why don't you get out of here?"
Good guy, no one moved at the scene, everyone just looked at him coldly.
"On the contrary, you are going to..."
Before he finished speaking, a stone flew from Liao Chenglin's right side and hit him directly on the head.
Fortunately, the stone was not big, otherwise Liao Chenglin would have died on the spot.
After screaming, blood flowed from Liao Chenglin's forehead, and he covered his head in pain.
"Who, who the fuck..."
The next moment, another stone flew out and hit Liao Chenglin on the head again, interrupting his yelling.