His left hand was pierced by a long sword, blood flowed, and the ground was dyed blood-red, and Chen Jia almost fainted on the spot in pain.

Hearing his shout, Deng Heizi's face looked a little good.

Feeling that he didn't seem to be cheating, Deng Heizi turned around and signaled that the Shandong soldiers themselves had no intention of violating military regulations, and they were also amnesty at the moment, and hurriedly retreated.

Seeing that there was some apology in the eyes of these soldiers, Chen Shuilian suddenly understood something, and her courage gradually increased, and she was about to open her mouth to shout.

At this time, Deng Heizi pulled her to the back and raised his voice:

"I heard that Lord Zhizhou and Lord Shi Kefa of the Nandu Military Department have been old friends for decades, and this member of Nanzhili should have a lot of trust in you!"

Speaking of this, Deng Heizi put down his long sword, leaned over and picked up his clothes, and spoke almost mouth-to-face, Chen Jia felt a heat on his face.

"Chen Zhizhou, didn't you just want to write a letter to Shi Shang, the marquis of my family doesn't ask much, you just need to rewrite another copy according to our intentions and hand it over to you, and put your handprint on this title deed, I will immediately turn around and leave, there is no other word."

Chen Jia hesitated, Deng Heizi saw that his heart sank, in order to complete the task assigned by Anton Hou and not delay the great cause of the Shandong Army, he could only be ruthless.

In fact, Chen Jia knew in his heart that writing a letter was to betray his old friends and bosses, and if he was known, he and the Chen family would definitely not be able to gain a foothold in Shilin in the future.

As for the title deeds of those fields, first, it was Anton Hou's comforting move, and second, he wanted to completely tie Chen Jiache to the Shandong army.

Chen Jia couldn't believe it in his heart, these shows the unusualness of Wang Zheng, an ordinary martial artist, some people say that he started by selling smuggled salt, no matter how you think about it, it is unlikely.

Putting down Chen Jia, Deng Heizi walked towards Chen Shuilian, who was cowering in a corner, with a long sword, and said in his heart that he couldn't help the girl, followed by a ruthless face, and put the sword against Chen Shuilian's weak neck.

At this moment, Chen Shuilian was a little unsure of her thoughts, and thought that Deng Heizi really wanted to kill her, so she was so frightened that she was pitiful.

This time, Deng Heizi shouted again and asked:

"Chen Zhizhou! You should have heard of the prestige of our Shandong Army, if you Chen family, the lady of the family, entered the Qinglou and became a prostitute, and became a prostitute everywhere in the world, selling yourself to make a living, not for anything else, but for your own hands! ”

At this time, Chen Jia didn't seem to feel the pain in his hands, no matter how he shouted no, Deng Heizi's sword was still against his daughter's neck.

With a slap that completely destroyed the nerves of the Chen family, Deng Heizi's tone changed and said:

"Chen Zhizhou, you only need to repair a book today, and press your handprint on this title deed, even if it is done!"

"From now on, the Shandong Army will never treat you badly, as well as your beloved daughter, the last general can guarantee that in this world, absolutely no one can touch her in the slightest!"

Chen Jia looked at the pleading in her daughter's eyes, and knelt down tremblingly, crying silently.

After getting Deng Heizi's promise, Chen Jia naturally knew in his heart that what came out of the mouth of this Shandong general would not be a lie, and it should also be what Anton Hou meant.

With Anton Hou's guarantee, he only needed to repair a letter according to their wishes and send it to Nandu, which was to save his life, and no one would be disturbed in Suizhou from now on.

It's just that in this way, the Chen family will have no way back.

On the one hand, the cry of his daughter, and on the other hand, the affection of his old friend and boss for decades, Chen Jia was in a dilemma for a while, and he wanted to die immediately in exchange for the peace of the past.

However, he understands that when he dies, the Chen family will be finished, his beloved daughter Shuilian, and his wife Zhang, everything will be over.

Chen Jia can be broken for the sake of fame, and he won't blink his eyes at all, but he is not alone, he can't watch his daughter fall into **, and he can't watch his wife die of a bad chaff.

There is also this Chen family, the family road fell into his own hands, what kind of face did he have to see his ancestors after he died.

Thinking of this, Chen Jia had to nod slightly, and pointed to the pen and ink on the table weakly with his right hand, which was regarded as a soft conduit and an explanation to Deng Heizi.

Deng Heizi was overjoyed, but his complexion did not change, he just nodded slightly.

Instructed by Deng Heizi, the military medical officer, who had been waiting outside for a long time, hurriedly ran in with a small bag and carefully bandaged Chen Jia's left hand.

But at this time, it should be difficult to recover from excessive blood loss in the left hand, Chen Jia gritted his teeth and picked up the brush, and suddenly turned around and asked:

"Is Anton Hou going to Xiangyang, or Nandu?"

Hearing this, Deng Heizi was shocked, and said in his heart that this Zhizhou was really active, but he didn't reply directly, just turned around and looked north, and said quietly.

"Chen Zhizhou should write a letter quickly, write the letter and then print his handprint, ask if you shouldn't ask, but you are smart and mistaken."

......

Outside Suizhou City, there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses stationed here in the Beijing Battalion of Nanzhili.

There are a few soldiers of the Nandu Beijing Battalion who patrol back and forth in the simple wooden village, but there is no tension in the camp, and many soldiers are gathered together to drink and brag in twos and threes.

Speaking of which, at this time, next to the world-famous Shandong Army, and the Fengyang General Huang Degong's department, which is not low in combat effectiveness, is also there, so there is nothing to worry about at all.

The soldiers were not really enthusiastic about it, but the soldiers of the Beijing camp standing on the lookout suddenly widened their eyes, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Outside the originally quiet camp, there were suddenly a lot of chaotic footsteps, people shouted and neighed, and countless Shandong soldiers surrounded them, and even put a few tiger cannons on the gate of the village, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

This thing is not a joke, the Beijing battalion guarding the gate always knows how many catties and taels he has in this walled gate, and it is still unknown how many times he can withstand the modified Hudun cannon of the Shandong army.

His own commander, Lu Jiude, the commander of the southern capital Jingying, was still drinking with Anton Hou in the Yuan Mansion, what were these Shandong soldiers and horses going to do, could it be some misunderstanding.

Not long after, the gate of the village was pushed open with a few "squeaks", and Xu Guifang, the deputy general of the Beijing camp in the southern capital, walked out and asked cautiously.

"These are outside, but the Shandong soldiers and horses under the command of Anton Hou?"

Seeing this small-faced deputy general of the Beijing camp, Huang Yang didn't rush to say anything, but just greeted him with a match.

Xu Guifang, the deputy general of the Beijing Battalion in the southern capital, did not dare to slack off at all, the Tai Sui in front of him, but the world-famous Shandong general, if he was accidentally provoked, his life would be difficult to protect.

Sensing that the other party seemed to be respectful and afraid of himself, Huang Yang picked a gap and said with a smile intentionally or unintentionally:

"The combat power of the southern capital capital camp is low, but it is always stronger than the northern capital, and Anton Hou has heard of these things, so he specially sent the last one to rectify it in the future." Speaking of this, Huang Yang paused, paying attention to the expressions and statements of the people around him, and then continued:

"Deputy General Xu, the external department of our Shandong Army is not something that ordinary people can enter if they want to, you also know this, but our Hou Ye said that as long as the capital of the southern capital accepts the reorganization, Vice General Xu is very likely to be the chief general of our Shandong Army in Nanjing City in the future."

"This kind of soaring and soaring, the opportunity to glorify the ancestors is longed for by everyone, and now this opportunity is as close as a virgin who has taken off his clothes, and Vice General Xu must grasp it."

Huang Yang glanced around and said confidently:

"Otherwise, there are many other people who want to jump up and replace you."