The 069th respective regiments, respective battles (IV)

The villagers of Zhuwo Village were confused, except that they didn't understand it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Baoqi was a little bolder, skipping the nonsense fantasy that there was no hunger and no poverty, and hesitated to ask: "Are you willing to help us expel the bandits?" ”

Ming Chengfeng nodded: "Yes." ”

Liu Baoqi was stunned: "Really? ”

Ming Chengfeng: "Really." ”

Liu Baoqi was stunned for a long time, and then shouted at the villagers' phalanx like crazy: "There is help, we are saved, Zhuwo Village is saved, and the martial master is willing to help us drive away the bandits." ”

The phalanx of villagers who had been silent for a long time suddenly became noisy, forgetting the fear of the martial artist for a while, or asking Liu Baoqi in a mess, or holding his family and children and crying loudly, or kneeling to Ming Chengfeng and thanking him sincerely. Seeing that the villagers were about to lose control of their emotions, Ming Chengfeng picked up the bamboo stick and put on the majesty of the martial artist again, and shouted in a deep voice: "Sit down, all sit down, horizontally and vertically, what do you want to do with the stick?" ”

A martial artist is a martial artist after all, the noise of the villagers stopped abruptly, and his suspicious eyes turned to Liu Baoqi, who was so overwhelmed that his face changed several times in a second.

Ming Chengfeng first reassured the villagers: "Don't doubt Liu Baoqi, I did promise to help you drive away the bandits." ”

The phalanx of villagers immediately resounded with a burst of thanks.

Ming Chengfeng kept order in a cold voice as usual, and poured cold water again: "Don't be happy yet, help, there are many kinds, my 'help' is not the 'help' you imagined." The free man is not the Virgin, on the contrary, I Heavenly Emperor Sect rejects and resists the Virgin. The help of a free man is only a 'help and a ride' for like-minded people. I will help you fight off the bandits if you have the consciousness to repel the bandits, but have you come to your senses? ”

The villagers of Zhuwo Village dialed in again and looked at each other when they couldn't understand the channel.

Ming Chengfeng made it clearer: "Do you want to repel the bandits?" ”

The phalanx of the villagers sounded with a loud and hateful voice: "Kill all the bandits, kill all the bandits." ”

Ming Chengfeng's expression turned solemn: "So, are you willing to sacrifice for it?" In other words, are you willing to fight the bandits and die for them? ”

The villagers' phalanx was stunned and silent, staring blankly at Ming Chengfeng.

Ming Chengfeng continued to pour cold water: "I am a martial artist, but there are also martial artists among the bandits." If you fight a bandit, you have a one-in-three chance of being lucky enough to have no casualties; A one-in-three chance of brutal deaths and wounding; The remaining one-third chance is that the struggle is lost, and more than 200 people of Zhuwo Village, old and young, and me, were all slaughtered by the bandits to vent their anger. I am not afraid of death, and I am willing to risk death to fight for Zhuwo Village, but what about you? ”

The villagers' thanks were extinguished by Ming Chengfeng's bucket of water.

After a long time, Ming Chengfeng asked: "Have you thought about it?" ”

Some people in the villagers' phalanx sobbed quietly, and some people argued quietly, but no one responded positively to Ming Chengfeng. It wasn't until Ming Chengfeng was preparing for the next step that an old man said in a trembling voice: "If Zhuwo Village is unwilling to fight, what will Master Martial Arts do to us?" ”

The old man's surname is Liu, and he is a respected person in Zhuwo Village, and he often rules the direction of Zhuwo Village like a leader.

Ming Chengfeng replied to Old Man Liu in a voice that was neither happy nor sad: "Zhuwo Village is still unwilling to fight with the bandits, why should I bother?" ”

Old Man Liu's expression darkened when he heard this, and he sighed and said: "Even if there are no martial artists among the bandits, they are all good fighting people with big shoulders and round waists. ”

Ming Chengfeng did not let go: "Different eras, different religions, different races, different cultures, have different or even diametrically opposed moral systems. The morality you have, I have my morality, and your moral kidnapping can't bind me. Life is precious, time is precious, how can it be wasted on begging? If Zhuwo Village is unwilling to engage with bandits for the sake of Zhuwo Village, I am even more unwilling. ”

Hate the bandits and hate, and the cowardly villagers of Zhuwo Village are unwilling to sacrifice fearlessly.

At the same time, Ming Chengfeng is not as good as he said.

Ming Chengfeng has his own selfishness.

Ming Chengfeng hoped that the villagers would choose to fight, and even tried to trick the villagers into choosing to fight.

Therefore, seeing that the public opinion of the villagers of Zhuwo Village was hesitant, Ming Chengfeng decisively sacrificed the magic weapon of democracy. Ming Chengfeng forcibly ended the discussion of right and wrong and helped the villagers to sift through the route issue: "I noticed that not everyone is cowardly by nature, although some people choose to surrender on their knees, but some people choose to fight bravely. In this way, the Tao is not the same, I will help you fight if you choose to fight, and I will beg the bandits for mercy if you choose to surrender. Zhuwo Village has been divided into two, and the militant faction will build a fortress with me, and I will do my best to protect your lives and property; As for the capitulationists, you can do whatever you want. Hehe, there are capitulators, which is actually a good thing. The bandits robbed for money, and if there is a surrender faction to sacrifice food, why bother fighting with our fighting faction again, right? ”

Deliberately threatening to surrender the faction, Ming Chengfeng looked down at the villagers' phalanx: "Okay, let's choose." Those who choose to surrender, now it's none of your business, you can go, love to go wherever you go. ”

Despite their various expressions, none of the villagers left the phalanx.

This is the result of course.

In the 21st century, the lighthouse country, known as the benchmark of civilization, has a perennial turnout rate hovering at 50%. Without external pressure, the results of the democratic vote are still like this, not to mention that Ming Chengfeng has just threatened. Why didn't the cowardly villagers choose to leave? There are many reasons, because of the invisible pressure in front of everyone's eyes, because the cowardly are more afraid of the cowardly boos of the same kind, because the heart still hopes that Ming Chengfeng has the ability to shelter from the wind and rain. Of course, if Ming Chengfeng shouted to make the militant faction stand up, he would inevitably be counted with only one hand. This is the inertia that humans cannot avoid, the habit of following the crowd.

True or false, the magic weapon of democracy is the weapon of victory for the ruling class.

Whether the outcome is good or bad, everything is yours to choose.

The battle is your choice, the death is your choice, and the leader is your choice.

It's all up to you.

If something goes wrong, don't blame me, and you don't have the right to blame me, because this is the path you have chosen.

Ming Chengfeng seized the banner of righteousness under the pretense of democratic voting: I am the majority, and I am the spiritual leader of the main battle faction elected by the majority.

Ming Chengfeng looked down at the villagers' phalanx with gentle eyes, and said with a cheerful smile: "Good, good, good, very good." Maybe you are at a loss for the future, maybe you are hesitant to fight, maybe you are afraid of sacrifice, maybe this, maybe that, but you did not kneel down and beg for mercy after all. Rather than starve to death after being robbed of food by the bandits, it is better to die with the bandits, and the hatred of the bandits in your hearts will persuade you to choose to fight. You with bare hands, you can still grit your teeth and face the vicious bandits, don't I do my best? Rest assured, I will give you ten out of ten to help you drive out the bandits. ”

After the democratic vote has seized the legal principles, the next step is to centralize power in practice.

Before centralizing power, it is necessary to show kindness to the villagers and further shape the image of the leader of Ming Chengfeng. Ming Chengfeng walked to the attacker who was hit and broke two ribs, and asked Uncle Yu, who was helping him with treatment: "How many days can it be better?" ”

Third Uncle Yu replied with trepidation: "At most, it will take half a year to heal from the injury." ”

Ming Chengfeng deliberately held up his chin and hesitated: "It's been too long." In this way, although it is annoying people to deceive the weak and afraid of the hard, but there is no explicit provision in the law that it is not a crime, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins, and spend three months of cultivation to help you cure it. ”

Ming Chengfeng motioned to Uncle Yu to get out of the way, activating the "Divine Radiance Level 1" skill that had been strengthened early in the main god space, and his hands appeared with holy brilliance. Ming Chengfeng pressed the healing light cluster on the broken sternum, and the skin of the attacker's chest and abdomen grew tender flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pain of broken bones disappeared in tens of seconds. Of course, the truth of the treatment is not that there are really supernatural forces such as Raush's divine brilliance, but that the super quantum computer monitors Ming Chengfeng in real time, provides atomic recombination treatment in time, and disguises himself as supernatural power to treat the attacker.

Regardless of the essence of supernatural forces or atomic recombination, the result was consistent, and the attacker's broken sternum quickly returned to health. In the eyes of Third Uncle Yu and the villagers of Zhuwo Village, this is a miracle that has never been seen before, and even a martial artist in the refining period and even the qi transformation stage can only treat himself, and he can't heal other people's injuries so quickly.

Where is Ming Chengfeng sacred!

The villagers of Zhuwo Village did not dare to speculate on the secrets of the martial arts class, and successively bowed to the miracles that only suspected immortals could do in their own way. Ming Chengfeng calmly accepted the worship and respect of the villagers of Zhuwo Village, but he helped them up one by one, saying that he didn't need others to thank him.

Striking while the iron was hot, Ming Chengfeng immediately announced military control: "I don't want you to bow down, it's not that everyone feels equal and can't stand your bowing, but that thanksgiving kneeling is meaningless." Instead of thanking me, try to get up. Remember, you have chosen to fight, and since you have chosen to fight, you cannot back down. From this day forward, you are no longer loose peasants, but warriors brave to the bandits, predators who are not afraid of sacrifice. Military law is ruthless, retreating on the battlefield is to kill the head. You have chosen to fight with your feet, and you have to take on the responsibilities of warriors. No withdrawal, no perfunctory, no cowardice, whoever dares to perfunctory cowardice, I will cut off someone's head. ”

One is not familiar with the relationship between people in Zhuwo Village, and the other is to strengthen the strength of the democratic voting system, and Ming Chengfeng ordered more than 200 villagers in Zhuwo Village to elect 16 chiefs and 5 captains. The chief is in charge of ten young men, and the captain is in charge of three chiefs, forming a simple and crude bureaucratic system of superiors and subordinates. If the captain wants to discipline the chief, and if the chief wants to discipline the young, he must recognize the legitimacy of democratic elections. The democratic election is legal, and Ming Chengfeng can legally rule Zhuwo Village. Of course, how to straighten out the complex relationship between them is not simple, and fortunately, the invisible prestige brought by the martial artist can solve many problems perfectly.

All in all, Ming Chengfeng is not a chivalrous man in chivalrous novels.

The Heavenly Emperor Sect founded by Wu Wei has never been a chivalrous organization.