The order of "forty military sticks" went down, and the soldiers in the field suddenly fell silent.

Many people also stopped talking and laughing, and all looked at Lin Zhao on the wooden platform, and their eyes were not good.

Could it be that this Yangzhou canon dare to come to the masters of the capital? Really want to beat our military sticks?

Some people stared at the thirty or so people in the field, and they were even more disdainful.

What can you do with just 30 of you?

A few hundred of us on our side, one person with a mouthful of spit, can drown you!

This classic history turtle from Yangzhou, just with this bit of people, still wants to and pee on the top of the heads of the capital, and the little hairy child who has not dried up is really not aware of the height of the sky!

If he really dares to do it, the master will beat them up and leave, you doll will go to the palace to find Your Majesty to cry your nose!

Everyone was sneering, suddenly the door behind the wooden platform opened, and another group of people trotted into the field, and the brocade guards who trained were all surprised, but when they saw that the people who came in, it was only a team of about fifty people, wearing short uniforms and holding wooden sticks in their hands.

With such a small number of people, how dare you deal with hundreds of people?

All of a sudden, the courage of those soldiers who had been training had become strong again, and although the scene was quiet, the soldiers of the whole training were staring at each other.

"My lord, I'm afraid that this meeting will be chaotic, so let's avoid it for a while!" Shen Cheng hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

He had just defected to Lin Zhao, but he didn't want his boss to be disgraced.

Lin Zhao was indifferent: "With a rabble like Jinyiwei, they still dare to make trouble? I want to see how bold they are!"

Listening to the disdain in Lin Zhao's tone, Shen Cheng and Qian Zhenglun couldn't help but glance at each other.

Isn't it too high to think of this Lin Zhao.

Why is it that he is only in his twenties, and he has been majestic in Yangzhou for a few days, and he wants to be majestic in the capital?

If there is really a mess, they will be fine, but I am afraid that this young man will suffer a loss!

At that time, it was not the two of them who were unlucky to surrender first?

But there was already a lot of noise in the field.

Because those who are not late in the west have been invited to the east, then the group of people in the west are late.

There were almost two or three hundred of these people, and the dozens of people at the front of them suddenly roared when they looked at the guards who rushed over.

"What are you doing? But if you're late for a cup of tea, you dare to deal with Lao Tzu! How old are you?"

"The master is not on duty, and no one dares to take care of it if he rests at home for a day. ”

"If you are on duty, you have nothing to do when you sing and listen to music on the street, why deal with Lao Tzu!"

Several people dressed as lieutenants shouted.

Behind him, there were also a few people wearing general flags, sneering behind him.

In addition, many more people, although not speaking, are eyeing each other.

The person who led the guards was called Kou Zhong, who was originally a Yangzhou gangster, without a name, who was promoted by Lin Zhao in Yangzhou and named him personally.

Hearing the captain's words, Kou Zhong looked disdainful: "If you don't arrive within the time limit, you are disobeying military law!"

The lieutenant was stunned, and then roared again:

"Lao Tzu is a brocade guard, tell Lao Tzu a ball military method, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu!"

Kou Zhong sneered, raised his big hand, and said, "Stubborn! Brothers, rush me!"

After saying that, he strode forward.

The lieutenant thought about it, and the guy on the other side was only twenty years old, a stinky boy who had not dried up, and what confidence did he have to conflict with himself.

I didn't expect the other party to eat this set at all.

He was immediately furious, and directly pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist!

"You Yangzhou turtles, you dare to be rude to the Jinyi army! I don't give you a little color to see, I don't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has!"

"Fight, beat, beat! Teach them a lesson, even if they go to the Jinluan Palace, they have to be reasonable!"

Dozens of people shouted and scolded, and immediately some people pulled out embroidered spring knives and kept scolding.

It's not just them.

Those who weren't late were also scolding.

No matter which dynasty or generation, the people of the imperial city always have a sense of superiority, and they don't dare to say anything else, picking up and scolding people is indeed the world's first-class ability.

But the guards who stopped them still had flat faces.

Some people even have a hint of sarcasm in their eyes.

Kou Zhong looked at this group of brocade-clothed guards one by one who were full of foul language, smiled coldly, raised the five-foot wooden stick in his hand to the sky, and the fifty people behind him immediately formed two squares, each team of five people in a row, with a swing of the long stick, fifty people shouted at the same time: "Kneel down and don't fight!"

Only fifty people shouted in unison, and the sound suppressed the rise and fall of hundreds of people.

The scene was silent!

Kou Zhong pointed forward with the wooden stick in his hand and shouted:

"Rush over, hit!!"

The two teams suddenly rushed forward in great strides, and the captain's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head and wanted to run.

But where is the time?

Kou Zhong had already arrived, and three or four wooden sticks poked at him, and the lieutenant just screamed, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was loosened, and then several wooden sticks were poked at the same time, and then he was knocked to the ground.

Then more than a dozen people stepped on him and went straight over, and when the team passed, he was covered with footprints, so he could only lie there and shout.

Lin Zhao looked at it on the wooden platform, his face indifferent.

And Shen Cheng and Qian Zhenglun, two thousand households, were shocked.

The two of them can rise to a thousand households, and they still have a certain amount of knowledge and ability.

Naturally, it can be seen that these two phalanxes are used in the phalanx on the battlefield.

A phalanx of dozens of people can overthrow a rabble of hundreds or even thousands of people.

Therefore, there are often scenes of thousands of elite officers and soldiers chasing tens of thousands of rebel sect members.

This is due to the well-trained officers and soldiers.

Lin Zhao's two teams are not many in number, but they are neat and uniform, and the momentum is impressive, and everyone is young and strong, with a murderous aura, which is enough to deter these two hundred scattered soldiers.

In fact, Kou Zhong and the others still kept their hands, otherwise the wooden stick would use dead force, and it would be very simple to break the muscles and bones, even so, the people who were beaten by the dozens of brocade guards in front of them turned on their backs.

It was just a charge, and the dozens of people who were still violent, turned over on their backs, and many people were knocked to the ground, and they didn't even have time to climb out, and they were directly trampled by the team.

The other people who were watching and watched without making trouble were also completely frightened.

"Kneel down and don't fight!!"

Breaking up the troublesome group, Kou Zhong stopped the team from forming up a little, and shouted in unison, seeing the companion who was lying on the ground, shouting for mercy, and the rest of the people who were late for watching were also panicked, without saying a word, they all knelt on the ground, and the weapons in their hands were naturally thrown away.

Kou Zhong swept away, everyone knelt on the ground, and in the huge field, one or two hundred late brocade-clothed guards were still scolding with foul language, but the leader of the trouble was beaten and knelt down, and the rest of the people were all frightened, and they all knelt down.

Kou Zhong thought that he could clean up fiercely, but he didn't expect that these people saw the opportunity so quickly, making him feel like a punch full of strength, hitting all the cotton.

"It's a brocade guard, the embroidered spring knives in his hand are not fake, why did they become straw bales one by one?" Kou Zhong was very puzzled in his heart, and at the same time his contempt was overflowing.

As for the hundreds of people in the east who were clamoring loudly, they were completely silent at the moment.

And the more than thirty Lin Zhao guards facing them were still expressionless.

Whether they were scolding and scolding, or trembling at this time, these more than thirty people were all indifferent.

This kind of behavior like a god from above, looking down on the ants, completely suppressed those hundreds of people.

Instead of resisting, they retreated vigorously.

So, the scene that seemed to be about to get out of control just now has quieted down at this time.

Except for the low wail, everyone kept their mouths shut.

"Jinyiwei, the Son of Heaven is in the army, I didn't expect it to be like this now!" Lin Zhao sneered, and then glanced at the two thousand households under his command: "Make an inventory of your people, sort out those who didn't come, and report the list to me." ”

Seeing the two thousand households rushing away, Lin Zhao sighed softly.

He had already anticipated the depravity of the bottom of the Jinyi Guard.

Because when he was the general Jiang Bin and in charge of Jinyiwei, he already knew about the situation of Jinyiwei.

Although they are two different dynasties, the establishment and system of Jinyiwei are the same, so their internal depravity is also the same.

The bastard appearance of this brocade guard is as depraved as the children of the Eight Banners in the same period.

But think about it, whether it is Jinyiwei or the children of the Eight Banners, there are hardcore crops, drought and flood to ensure harvest, but not too much, in the long run, who will work hard? Who will pursue progress?

This is the disadvantage of the iron rice bowl!

Lin Zhao shouted: "All stand in line!"

Everyone below was suddenly panicked, but all of them stood up desperately, and no one dared to blow up the stab.

"Jinyiwei is the guard of the Son of Heaven, the pro-army of Jinyi, and should have become the most trusted knife of the Son of Heaven, but you sloppy goods, the messy waste of the teahouse kiln all day long, what face is called Jinyiwei?

"Lin Dafei, Kou Zhong, keep an eye on me, and call me if you can't stand straight!!"

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Those who are late, forty military sticks per person!"

So Li Long appeared with more than a dozen Han generals.

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