Daming is a whole, thousands of miles away in Henan and Shanxi, there are disasters, and the Dongjiang River hanging overseas has been affected, and the refugees all over the mountains have become a major disaster in the Dongjiang River.

On the one hand, Dongjiang needs manpower, there is no population base, where to fight against the 100,000 army of Houjin, and fortunately, Dongjiang is a little famous, otherwise, these people may cross the sea to join Houjin like in history, and people will starve to death, and they will consider what country, Huayi, then their lives will be even more difficult.

But on the other hand, Mao Jue is still a little cautious about accepting refugees, the last time there was a sudden influx of 200,000 refugees, and all of a sudden Dongjiang grain almost bankrupted.

What's more, the last time the refugees were organized by Fan Wenju, after Mao Jue received them, they were placed and received according to the previous White Lotus Sect trilogy, and most of them were Liao people, and they also had a great sense of identity with the Dongjiang River, but this batch of people in Shandong, Henan, Shanxi, Shaanxi, and even Xuzhou had chaotic people.

It's not that you look down on the homeless, but you have to escape from the hell on earth where you starve to death in a village, there are all kinds of scum and scum among the homeless, robbers and thieves are clear, everyone eats when they are hungry, they can not hesitate to snatch the last mouthful of food from others to let themselves live, and the lightest is also a stabilizer, Zuo Liangyu's troops in history can be called the most cruel, because he has received a large number of homeless troops from all over the world, and it is not his hometown anywhere, and he is not soft on the scourge, and it is difficult to accept such a homeless group.

And what made Mao Jue even more uncomfortable was that the way for his sergeant to get off the boat was actually blocked, and the nearby military camps and wharves were all occupied by these homeless people.

"General, there are a lot of young and strong people among the homeless, anyway, we recruit troops every year in Dongjiang, so it's better to ......"

After all, after staying in Shandong, some homeless people are still Fan Wenju's fellow villagers, looking at Mao Jue's bad face, he knelt on the ground, cautiously raised his eyes slightly to look at Mao Jue's face, and asked weakly.

"That's right!"

Pinching his chin, Mao Jue couldn't help but nodded, but then it was Song Datou who was dozing off at the other end of the table and waved his hand.

"Old Song, it's your turn!"

"Me?"

Pointing his finger at his nose, Song Xiance was a little dumbfounded, but his appearance made Mao Jue's boss impatient, and his nose was not a nose and his face was not a face.

"Dongjiang ministers, just you ran through the rivers and lakes, you don't go to deal with these displaced people! Ben is going? ”

"General, now there is a lot of trouble outside the port, and the poor road has indeed walked through the rivers and lakes, only to know that these homeless people are like hooligans, at this time they are gaining momentum, I am afraid that they will have to make some unreasonable demands, and maybe, they will beat Song ......"

looked like he was thinking about Dongjiang, this thing was a sincere look with small eyes that were disproportionate to his head, and he waved his hands righteously.

"It doesn't matter if the lower officials are beaten, the key is to lose your face and the prestige of the Dongjiang River, then it's not worth it, do you say yes?"

"So, Lord Song wants to disobey the army's orders?"

Where to eat this set Mao Jue s face deliberately pulled down, and asked gloomily, looking at his ill-intentioned appearance, Song Xiance was trembling and clenched his fists sadly.

"The subordinate officer receives the order!"

Walking to the door step by step, the goods shouted at the soldiers at the door.

"Go, I'll get a few mats for your master, oh my ass, I'm going to suffer!"

Seeing that this thing got off the Black Pearl like the execution ground, he couldn't help but smile and grin, but then Mao Jue hurriedly maintained the prestige of the general, and beckoned to Kong Youde, who was looking at the other end.

"Order the fleet to lean by the river, get ready to get off the ladder, and the Shandong soldiers of Lord Yuezhang, one end is counted as the other, and it is prepared for Lao Tzu!"

I have been following Mao Jue for too long, and when I heard this, I immediately guessed what Mao Jue was going to do, and a group of guys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic immediately excitedly hugged their fists and responded neatly.

"The Last General's Order!"

The difference between the Dongjiang Army and any military town in the Ming Dynasty lies in this, not weapons, not equipment, not even training and physical fitness, but the aggressive martial spirit and aggressive temperament that are displayed at all times, and the attitude of those border towns in the Ming Dynasty to get by.

Han is strong in this, Tang is also strong in this, since the two Song Dynasty began to form the martial spirit bound by science, now it is recovering in the Dongjiang River a little bit, watching those generals in high spirits, gearing up to go out, holding his arms, Mao Jue couldn't help but show a little smile.

"Since I'm not afraid of provoking things! Lance, bring those Dutch red-haired clansmen on deck too! Let them see my majesty!"

"The last general obeys!"

At this end, Song Xiance got off the boat, pushed and pulled back in the shouting of more than a dozen homeless people, and at the other end, the big ship of the Dongjiang River trapped on the shore also creaked and slowly squeaked into the trestle bridges of the military port deep into the sea.

Song Xiance's prediction is really good, because of Fan Wenju's compromise and connivance, these homeless people who came from a small place in Tieshan are really crazy, and met Song Xiance in a two-story tavern in the port, and everyone in Dongjiang envied the army to join the army, and when they came here, their heads shook like rattles, and several homeless leaders asked for more than 50 Zhuangzi as soon as they opened their mouths, and hundreds of thousands of stones of grain, and tax exemption, and how many women there were, even if Song Datou, who planned to pretend to be a grandson, was almost angry with his cheeks.

Then, he was beaten with a board, the scientific name, and the killing stick.

"Oops, my old waist!"

Even if the mat is padded and dozens of boards come down, this Song Datou is also grinning, plus he was going to act, in the midst of the whining and coaxing of the chaotic people in the port, this cargo was like a dog with a broken hind leg, limping back to the Black Pearl, and when he saw Mao Jue, he almost didn't cry.

"General, you old Mingjian, these homeless people are simply shameless, let us Dongjiang people let Zhuangzi out and plant them for them, and they don't pay taxes, and they don't want to join the army, so they have beaten the next official for fifty boards! You always have to call the shots for your subordinates! ”

"Damn, I still want to occupy Zhuangzi, Lao Tzu and his grandmother's legs!"

Before Mao Jue could speak, Zhao Chengtian Tao and He Baobao on the side became angry and scolded, this manor in the south of Tieshan is all their old Tieshan's military camp, a group of outsiders want to grab their territory, what is the difference between pinching their lives? It's really unbearable! Uncle can endure it, and aunt can't bear it! These old Dongjiang were angry at first.

Striking while the iron is hot and spreading his fanaticism to his subordinates is the basic homework of every famous general, seeing that the emotions have been stirred up, Mao Jue also raised the knife in anger.

"This gang of homeless people slapped Lord Song's ass, that is, slapped the face of the entire Dongjiang River, it was simply too deceitful, and the general would have ordered to avenge Lord Song's ass! Kill these little boys!"

The whole ship had been swelled seven or eight hundred, and it didn't matter whether it was a regular army or a reserve, they all rushed to the crown in anger together, and raised their fists upwards violently.

"Kill these little boys!"

"Avenge Lord Song's ass!"

In the creaking sound, a group of homeless people on the shore were still pretending to wait for the government to compromise, and one by one the landing ladders were suddenly lowered from the boat, and then, it was like a scene in the movie Crazy Boy appeared in front of them, countless soldiers screamed and carried sticks, carrying bricks, and rushed down from the boat with a bang.

There were a few homeless people in front of him who looked stunned, Tian Tao, whose manor was robbed, rushed to the front, Osaka Sanzhijin didn't see him so desperate, bang, a strong man with a beard and a strong man like Meng Zhang Fei was slapped with four eyes and five black, spit out a mouthful of big yellow teeth, fluttered and fell into the cold and shivering sea!

It's really a good brick, specializing in beating the old, weak, sick and disabled, the brick is simply superbly in Tian Tao's hands, flying up and down, the inverted trestle bridge he went ashore is like dominoes, the homeless people who rushed here fluttered and fluttered into the sea to lay dumplings, while turning bricks, while he also scolded.

"Do you want Lao Tzu Zhuangzi?"

Thump!

"Do you want fucking food?"

"Oops!"

"Lao Tzu can't kill you little boys!"

On the other end, Wen Meng, who had finished taking a step off the boat, was simply anxious, holding a wooden barrel like a wine barrel Gulagas, and crashed forward in one breath, he was even more spectacular here, just listening to the fluttering and fluttering, there was no one on either side at all, all of them were splashes.

More than a dozen black line fuses rushed to the ground, followed by an even more lively scene, tens of thousands of soldiers who had just retreated from the bloody battle of the Japanese State against hundreds of thousands of displaced people? It's just beating a child, it's not an order of magnitude at all, in the ice and snow, I saw dozens of homeless people carrying dung forks, sticks and stones screaming and rushing up, and then they were thrown into the snow by several Dongjiang soldiers, and when they were pressed on the ground, they kicked in a circle, kicking and screaming.

Kong Youde, who is tall and tall, is simply showing off his strength, this barbarian doesn't even defend himself, so he rushes forward with his head, and several homeless people in front of him retreat back in fear, and one of them is finally terrified, turning fear into anger, and slashing it on his head with a stick.

Click, the stick snapped, and he's fine! Looking at the broken stick, the leader of the homeless people who was quite capable of fighting became a cross-eyed, but Kong Youde was not polite, holding his neck and collar, with a beast roar, a head hammer smashed down, and there was another bang, this guy also spat at the foam with a drunken fist.

On the shore, there is a scene of this circle of kicks everywhere, the white snow is nosebleeds, teeth and blood stained red, just when the fight is lively, the gate of Tieshan City, which has been closed for several days, suddenly opened with a bang, carrying a spade, Zhao Yuanwai, Liu Yuanwai and other more than a dozen wealthy businessmen and high-rollers rushed to the front, and they also screamed and shouted.

"Folks, our master is back, it's the guys who copied the guys, and followed the old men to kill these little foreigners!"

"His grandfather's, come to our Dongjiang to grab land? Phew!"

Leaning on a few Zhuangzi near the city, many homeless people are still watching the crackling of the port in fear, and from time to time they let out heart-rending screams, stunned, and the back of their heads is greeted again.

Standing on the bow of their own short boat, the Dutchmen were simply dumbfounded, and the red-nosed old man looked in disbelief at the violent crowds of fights, and kept drawing crosses.

"Oh God! These Orientals are simply barbaric, O God! This fist passed, knocking out the man's full mouth, which would take dozens of guilders to make up, oh! My God! This man is even more savage, punching people in the crotch of their pants, poor lamb, can go to Milan, Italy to be a tenor! ”

Last time, Mao Jue shouted that he wanted to hit the egg on your left, and he would never hit the egg on your right! This Geng Zhongming seems to be addicted, he is lying on the ground, specializing in the next three ways, like a praying mantis, he has to fight all the way to the waist, and everywhere he passes, the homeless people are all holding their crotch and screaming like people, and they fall to the ground.

This group of fights was enjoyable, covering their buttocks, Song Xiance was excited to dance and shout like a chicken that had withdrawn its hair.

"him, him! Hit me in the face! yes, kick him in the foot, kill this bastard!"

The small cannon barrel binoculars next to him looked at it with relish, and Mao Jue couldn't stop nodding his head.

A large crowd of 100,000 people! It's time to make a movie and send it to Hollywood!

But it's not Mao Jue's egg's pain, this group of racks, on the one hand, is in Hamgyong Road, Hamxing City has the experience of that time, no matter how unruly these homeless people are, they always follow a principle, the one with a big fist is the boss! If you want to subdue them, let's beat them up first!

Another reason is that after returning from the Japanese Kingdom, I have been on the ship for more than half a month, and my bones are about to rust, which is just enough for the soldiers to move their muscles and bones, which can be regarded as increasing their actual combat experience.

Another thing Mao Jue didn't expect was that this time he had gathered a lot of the centripetal force of the Dongjiang River, fighting in groups, regardless of the army or the people! Our sense of belonging to Dongjiang is deeply imprinted in everyone's soul.

It was completely a war of annihilation, the port, the wharf, all exposed, in front of those who crossed the sea from Shandong by boat and fled to the Dongjiang River, covered their heads and ran around their wives and children, and behind, the uncles and aunts of Tieyi Town with hoes and brooms were screaming and chasing after them like tigers going down the mountain.

It's so hard!

This has even become a traditional festival in the Dongjiang River, every year at the Iron Mountain Wharf, on the last day of October, there are many outsiders dressed as homeless people, organized by the Iron Mountain City to be young and strong, carrying a huge buttocks-like sculpture, and running around the city with a broom stick, similar to the Western carnival.

Dongjiang singled out the displaced people, and Dongjiang won completely!

In the evening, more than 100,000 homeless people were like plague chickens, frightened and trembling in the Tieshan school yard, one by one, regardless of men, women, old and children, looking at the nearby Dongjiang infantry who were panting with bayonets but staring at them excitedly like perverts.

More than two dozen leaders of the homeless people threw their brains under the feet of the Black Pearl Mao Jue, and fell to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face.

"The military master spares his life, we don't dare anymore!"

"Damn it, you guys got up! What is the ability to Lao Tzu in the afternoon? ”

What is a fox and a fake tiger, Song Xiance is completely energetic at this time, and a short radish leg keeps kicking the buttocks of several homeless leaders, shouting there.

Looking at the trembling appearance of more than a dozen guys, it is estimated that his father has forgotten who he is, and he has not forgotten their Dongjiang ancestors, Mao Jue is also angry and funny, but after a while, he frowned again.

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