Chapter Twenty-Seven: The One-Armed Man

A few slight choked sounds first came into Wu Ming's ears, obviously, someone was crying at the intersection in front, but what were they crying for?! So sad?

Holding the reins, Wu Ming directly supported the horse's back with both hands, turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly to the outside of the crowd. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Standing on tiptoe, he looked through the cracks in the bodies of the people, and saw a rickety old man and a woman holding a dead soldier and weeping bitterly.

Zhang Meng, who was standing on the side, his brows were almost twisted into pimples, and he comforted bitterly: "Auntie, don't cry anymore, there is nothing in the army now, but the big bull brothers will never die in vain, there are many dead and wounded soldiers in the previous battle, we all remember here, no matter what, we have to give the brothers a good burial...... Oh, don't cry yet......"

Looking at Zhang Meng's helpless pig liver color, Wu Ming outside the crowd really wanted to laugh, if it was so comforting and useful, why should he have his brain? It is estimated that this thing has been persuaded for a long time, and it is no wonder that he has no family until now.

But this time is not the time to laugh after all, people are crying in distress for their son, what is it called when you suddenly laugh!

Just as Wu Ming gently called out the people on both sides and was walking in step by step, a soldier beside Zhang Meng happened to see him when he looked up, and when he walked to the crowd, the soldier gently waved his hand and signaled everyone to get out of the way: "Come and let go, General Wu is back, everyone let go." ”

Listening to his words, the people retreated to the sides one by one, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Ming's years ago had already revealed a road.

"It's General Wu, it's really General Wu who is back."

……

"General Wu, you have to call the shots for us, General Wu."

Walking into the middle of the crowd, there were disturbing sounds all around, and I don't know who took the lead, and all the people began to kneel and kowtow, and the scene became even more noisy in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Wu Ming immediately stepped forward to support the kneeling people, and secretly gave Zhang Meng and the others a look.

"Get up, say something, folks, get up."

……

"General Wu calls us the ......"

In an instant, the scene became chaotic, and the voices of dissuasion and help were intertwined and noisy, one after another. No matter what Wu Ming said, these people just can't afford to kneel. It was at this time that Wu Ming had a glimpse of how terrible refugees were in ancient times.

After a long while, a one-armed man in the crowd finally stood up, he raised his only remaining left hand, and shouted with a complicated expression: "Fellow villagers, don't panic, let's explain the matter to the general first." ”

At this time, Wu Ming was not stopping the people, got up and walked to Zhang Mengqian and asked the reason, "What's going on?" ”

"General, this ...... There is no money in the army, and some soldiers who are seriously injured and die have come to ask for pensions! But there is really nothing for them in the army. ”

As soon as he heard this, Wu Ming couldn't help but have a headache, the treasury was empty, and the king had picked up a lot, so naturally there would be no pension in this case. Bringing up the list is like sinking into the sea, and there is no reply at all.

Staying at this moment, under the call of the one-armed man, the people had stopped panicking, and I saw the man walking lightly in front of Wu Ming, and said softly: "General Wu, I don't understand the hard work in the army, but I have been a soldier and know the hardships of the soldiers, so let me persuade everyone." ”

Looking at him with affirmative eyes, Wu Ming patted him lightly on the shoulder a few times, and said softly: "Defend your homeland, you are all good, although the army is hard, you can't suffer the people." ”

As he spoke, Wu Ming pushed the man aside, walked to the fallen soldier in the middle, bowed deeply to the soldier with sincerity, and said, "All the way, go well." ”

The demeanor that represented supreme respect, as well as the gently trembling voice, touched all the soldiers present, and made the people who collected debts also feel a little ashamed.

Standing up straight, Wu Ming scanned the people around him with slightly red eyes, and said: "Fellow villagers, this general already knows about this matter, the army will not owe everyone a pension, please give this general three days, and he will be here in three days, if he can't get the pension, this general will definitely come to see him." ”

Before the words fell, when everyone was still silent in that solemn atmosphere, Wu Ming bowed deeply to the people again, "Wu Ming, please everyone." ”

In this era, as a general who calls for one person and responds to ten thousand people, he can make such a move to the common people, and the results can be imagined.

With a little surprise, a little panic, and a trace of friendship that they couldn't believe, the people finally dispersed silently, except for the one-armed man's family, because they had to carry the deceased away, so they took a step slowly.

In place, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then quickened his pace and walked to the one-armed man who was about to leave, bowed slightly, Wu Ming showed a face full of sincerity: "Thank you for today's matter." Another thing I'd like to advise, remember the first time Ben entered the city, you were doing some private work in the forge shop? What you make is iron? ”

"The general doesn't have to be polite!" The one-armed man sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "The grass people were also soldiers, but later they were disabled, and because of their family inheritance of forging skills, they had to do some private work to make a living!" ”

"Well, in that case, you must know a lot about blacksmithing."

"It's not that the grass people are exaggerating, at least within this radius of a hundred miles, the general can't find a second one that can compare with the grass people."

Hearing this, Wu Ming's heart blossomed, although his confidant knew a little about forging and casting, but after all, he had never done it, and if he really wanted to start forging iron, he had to find at least one to enter the door, and then guide him from the side, and now it is a lot easier to find someone.

"That's great." Overjoyed, Wu Ming immediately asked, "Then are you still willing to serve in the army?" ”

At this time, the one-armed man turned his head silently, looked at his mother, sister-in-law and dead brother, and said lightly: "Don't hide it from the general, the grass people don't have any big hope in their lives, except for the loss of conscience, as long as you can change the food for your family, let the grass people do anything." But my brother has just passed away, can I ......?"

The voice stopped there.

However, Wu Ming already knew what he wanted to say, so he immediately waved at Zhang Meng and the others, and when a few people walked in front of him, Wu Ming said softly: "Find a place outside the city and bury this brother with the other soldiers who died in battle." ”

"Yes."