Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 51

The 56-type light machine gun kept spewing deadly flames, and every time the 56 and a half beside it trembled, a sinful soul entered hell.

Blood slowly flowed out from the bandit's body, along the ground, and flowed to low-lying places, forming small blood puddles.

The migrant workers who wanted to rush forward to help Zhao Wen stared at the scene in dumbfounded, as if seeing a ghost.

Zhou Laoliu pointed to the bandits who kept falling, and then pointed to the Type 56 light machine gun in Zhao Wen's hand. He said with a frightened face and a trembling voice: "This, this is a demon method? Could it be that the hundreds of Tartars are Killed by an adult like this? This is simply a massacre!"

Some of the migrant workers who followed him felt their stomachs churn when they saw the bloody scene in front of them. They all covered their mouths, squatted on the ground, and vomited.

Countless screams sounded, and Zhao Wen looked at the bandits who were falling down in front of him, without any sympathy in his heart.

"Bandits? Hehe, go to hell!" Zhao Wen looked at the front with a grim expression, and he didn't show any sign of letting go of his fingers.

The bandits fell down one after another like wheat that had been cut down in autumn.

There was a disgusting smell of blood in the air.Li Xiaoying quietly lay beside Zhao Wen, holding Zhao Wen's clothes firmly with her left hand, and tightly holding the big black star with her right hand, her body trembling constantly.

Although Li Xiaoying had experienced this kind of scene before, it was not so easy to adapt to it.

"Forgive us, please forgive us. We dare not again, we have blind eyes, and we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes, so please forgive us!"

Looking at the bandits who kept falling in front of them and the shattered corpses on the ground, the ten or so minions instantly burst into tears.

Facing such a terrifying weapon, they knew that they couldn't run away.It's better to just kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

They dropped their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

Zhao Wen watched the rest of the dozen or so bandits kneeling on the ground, kowtowing their heads and shouting for help, he waved his hand and said to Zhao Daniu and the others, "Stop, catch the living!"

Zhao Wen jumped up from the ground, holding a Type 56 light machine gun and went towards the bandits.

Li Xiaoying also hurriedly got up from the ground, not caring about wiping off the dust on her face, she grabbed Zhao Wen's clothes, hid her body behind Zhao Wen, and followed Zhao Wen carefully.

Zhao Daniu put the 40 fire that fired the empty rockets on the ground, picked up the 56 and a half and followed Zhao Wen closely.

Song Hu and the others also picked up their weapons and followed closely behind Zhao Wen.

"Several old men, the young ones don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and they ran into some old men, please forgive us. You treat us like a fart!" A dark complexion, with a knife scar on his face, about 30 years old The man kept kowtowing to Zhao Wen, and shouted tearfully.

Zhao Wen looked at these bandits, shook his head slightly, and then said to Zhao Daniu and Song Hu behind him, "Tie them up and take them back to Longmen Fort. As for these corpses, let the migrant workers behind them bury them."

Zhao Daniu and Song Hu agreed, and then walked directly in front of the bandits with the 56 and a half in hand.

"Fuck your grandma!"

Zhao Daniu cursed angrily, and smashed the butt of the gun directly on the bandit's chin, knocking the bandit unconscious.

"Tie it up and go back to the castle!"

Zhao Wen carried the Type 56 light machine gun on his shoulder, without even looking at the bandits.

In the center of Longmen Fort, a stone platform has been set up on a school ground that has been cleared out, and a dozen thick wooden stakes are inserted on the platform.

At this time, the sky was completely dark and the temperature dropped a lot.The surroundings of the stone platform were filled with lighting torches, and many fires were lit in the center of the school grounds.

The dozen or so bandits were tightly tied to the wooden stakes fixed on the stone platform.Zhao Daniu and the others were dressed in mandarin duck battle jackets, with Qiushui Yanling saber hanging from their waists, holding the 56 half tightly in their hands, standing behind these bandits.

Zhao Wen stood directly in front of these bandits, looking at the people standing under the stone platform.

The torch next to him emitted a dim light, shining on Zhao Wen's face, making him look extremely majestic.

"I have already learned from these bandits the purpose of their visit. Do you know why?"

The migrant workers standing below looked at Zhao Wen with confusion in their eyes.They really couldn't understand why there were bandits coming all of a sudden?
Zhao Wen looked at the silent crowd below, cleared his throat, and said again: "These bandits originally thought that you migrant workers repairing the city wall were my conscripts, but later found out that I hired them. Yue still has three taels of silver to take, and he still manages food and housing. So they became malicious and tried to rob us. They thought that if I, Zhao Wen, could hire you, I must have a lot of money in my hand. Your money, this is a lot of money."

"According to my interrogation, after these bandits rob me, they plan to kill all of you."

As soon as Zhao Wen's voice fell, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd standing below.

"Ah? These bandits are nothing. They still want to kill us? They don't even piss to take care of themselves. Mr. Zhao is a god, and thousands of Tartars are not afraid of them. How could they be afraid of them? Pooh, Things that are not as good as pigs and dogs."

"That's right, a bunch of dogs want to kill us? They just don't know what to do!"

Zhao Wen looked at the commotion of migrant workers below, stretched out his hands, pressed down, and said, "Everyone, listen to me."

All the migrant workers stopped and looked at Zhao Wen who was standing on the stone platform.

"Think about it, what would you do without me today?"

"Without you, my lord, we would surely die!" Zhou Laoliu shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, these bandits are nothing at all. They are all sores on their heads and pus oozing from their feet." Zhou Laoqi also chimed in.

Zhao Wen looked at Zhou Laoliu and Zhou Laoqi, and said lightly: "You two are right, but not all right. If it weren't for me, you would only be migrant workers conscripted into corvee today, and there would be no money at all. take."

"Yes, yes, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhao, we would have been conscripted to build the city wall. Regardless of food, the guy would even have to bring it himself. Sometimes we have to be whipped by those guards!"

"Sixth brother is right. When the city wall was built before, it was not always conscripted? When did you give us money? This is still three taels a month, which is higher than the military salary of those frontier soldiers. Our Lord Zhao is a god. Down to earth, with a bodhisattva heart."

Zhao Wen listened to the conversation between the three brothers of the Zhou family, smiled slightly, and said, "Think about it, all of you, after working so hard all year round, what are you doing for it? Isn't it because you can eat enough for the coming year, wear warm clothes, and sleep well?" Does it smell good?"

"Yes, yes. We peasants have nothing to ask for, as long as we fill our stomachs, thank God!"

"Yeah, we never asked for anything. But why does God always have trouble with us? There were tartars before, and now there are bandits. Why is my life so miserable!"

A middle-aged woman became more and more excited as she talked, and finally burst into tears.

"Why are you crying? Now that Mr. Zhao is here in Longmen Castle, we can still be bullied?" The husband of the middle-aged woman looked at the crying middle-aged woman and scolded, frowning.

"Yes, Master Zhao will protect us from now on!"

After such a long time, these people have thoroughly understood Zhao Wen's disposition, which is kindness.

Yes, that's right, kindness.He has never regarded peasants like himself as mud legs, and sometimes he will take the initiative to say hello when walking on the road.He has never pretended to be arrogant like an official, and he will never beat himself like a farmer because of a trivial matter.

Such an adult has never appeared in the entire Ming Dynasty!

Zhao Wen listened to their conversation quietly, and suddenly said: "Everyone, I want to protect you too, but unfortunately I have encountered difficulties now."

"What's the problem? My lord, just say, as long as we can help, we will definitely help."

"Now there are only seven people in the entire Longmen Fort even with me. I just want to protect you well, but there is no one here." Zhao Wen said to these migrant workers with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"No one? My lord, do you think I'm okay? If I can, I'd like to join the army!" Zhou Laoliu raised his right hand high and said excitedly.

Not to be outdone, Zhou Laoqi and Zhou Laoba raised their right hands high and shouted excitedly.

The whole crowd was mobilized by the Zhou brothers, and the moment they raised their hands, countless right hands were raised high.

At this moment, a sincere smile appeared on Zhao Wen's face.

Only let them understand that being a soldier is not to fight or die for the officer, but to protect their own interests?Only in this way can they unleash their powerful potential and powerful combat effectiveness.

All the foreshadowing that Zhao Wen had done before was for this moment.

(End of this chapter)