Sin after sin!

Hearing these words, Ma Fubang suddenly trembled, and a look of fear unconsciously appeared on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The people sent by the crown prince arrived almost at the same time as the second urging order of the military department. It was five thousand taels of silver, and it was filled with a chest. All of them are snowflake silver made of royal cast silver. This silver is of such purity that it is worth at least two or a half more than any other silver. Silver tickets can be costed, but no one can counterfeit silver of this style and purity.

The prince's side is really interesting. Statement: As long as the Blackwater Battalion is delayed on the road for two days, these silver taels will be the reward for Ma Fubang. After the deed is completed, another 5,000 taels of the same color will be given.

Ma Fubang is just a small battalion officer, and he also finds it difficult to understand the prince's move. But someone said that the prince had long been unaccustomed to Li Shaoming, the secretary of the Ministry of War, as a domineering person. The purpose is to make Li Shaoming gain nothing from suppressing bandits in Luoping Mountain, and let Li Shaoming lose face in front of His Majesty. If this matter is completed, Ma Fubang's official position can also be promoted again. Generals, Commanders-in-Chief...... Even if you are transferred to the border to take up a super position such as the head town, there is absolutely no problem.

The empty flatbread is all drawn.

Unfortunately, there are always many people who believe in these things that have no logic and no actual basis.

Thinking of the silver taels of white flowers and the word "prince", Ma Fubang's arrogance that had just been depressed suddenly became arrogant. He tried to straighten his neck, his eyes widened, and shouted at Li Shaoming: "I'm not wrong, the Heishui Battalion has been busy since it received the order from the military department. I, I didn't delay the time, this is already the fastest speed of the Blackwater battalion. ”

Li Shaoming's indifferent and serious face showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Really?

In addition to stubbornly not letting go, Ma Fubang couldn't do anything: "Yes." Even if it's in the lobby of the military department, that's what I said. ”

Li Shaoming's eyes showed a hint of fierceness, and he slowly shook his head: "You will never have a chance to go to the lobby of the military department again." You can't even get out of the tent. A fool is a fool, no wonder a military general like you will always be a despised rough man. Wrong, still not knowing sin, still not repentant. What's the use of keeping your head in that case?"

Hearing this, Yang Dahai, who was standing next to him, suddenly grabbed Ma Fubang's hair with his left hand, and pulled out the saber tied to his waist with his right hand. Xue Liang's blade flashed dazzlingly, and when he came back to his senses, Ma Fubang only had a big hole on his shoulder the size of a bowl, and blood was constantly spurting out. The human head with a frightened and terrifying expression rolled to the ground, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed from the position of the right break in his shoulder, and the surrounding muscles were still twitching sharply, as if he was not dead, as long as he pressed his head, he could turn back to life.

Li Shaoming got up from his chair and strode to Ma Fubang's head. Lift your left foot and flexibly hook the face down head with your toes, so that those fearful eyes are turned upwards. Then, he stomped his boots on them. For a while, a turbid liquid mixed with blood, saliva, and snot came out of the soles of Li Shaoming's boots.

"The commander of the Blackwater Battalion, Ma Fubang, did not obey the order, and the official beheaded him according to the holy decree. ”

After looking around at the frightened generals of the Heishui Battalion, Li Shaoming continued to give orders in a clear and loud voice: "Now that the main battalion officer is dead, the affairs of the Heishui Battalion will be taken over by the deputy general. This official only has one sentence: No matter what method is used, before sunset today, the Blackwater Battalion must arrive at the designated place at the foot of Luoping Mountain. Violators will not be spared!"

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Li Shaoming's temporary military tent was set up on a fairly smooth open space at the foot of Luoping Mountain.

On both sides of the path leading from the outer warning area to the military tent, more than a dozen wooden poles more than three meters high were erected. At the top of each pole, there is a bloody human head. The face of the deceased was hideous and chilling.

Corruption is a kind of group disease.

If it weren't for Yang Tianhong to let his personal soldiers act with Li Shaoming, it would have been impossible to kill thirteen generals of the Beijing Division Patrol Battalion in a row in just a few hours, let alone insert the heads of all the dead here.

The world has always been martial arts and literature. For military generals who do not obey orders, civilian officials have the right to kill without permission.

Li Shaoming has no intention of going against the military general group, but this matter is not trivial, and he has the edict of Emperor Shunming in his hand. The patrol battalions delayed one after another, and did not kill a few people, and those guys who secretly thought about it did not know how to write the word "afraid" at all.

The ferocious and brutal killing really frightened the battalion officers. In the face of the cold sword, the silver and money are no longer important. Blackwater Camp, Sky Shaking Camp, Ironwood Camp, Rock Camp...... Within a day, all the Beijing Division patrol battalions that had received orders arrived at the designated places. It's just that Li Shaoming didn't feel relaxed at all after inspecting around, but pressed a heavy boulder in his heart.

Except for the Xuanhuo Battalion, the generals of all battalions are eating empty salaries. The battalion soldiers were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and even the most basic weapons and armor had not yet been equipped. To put it mildly, these battalions are no different from street beggars. You don't even have to dress up to go out on the street to ask for food. As for fighting...... Li Shaoming has personally seen those bandits and strongmen, even if they fight one out of ten, the one who wins in the end is probably the robbers who robbed and killed him on Luoping Mountain.

Yang Tianhong has been following Li Shaoming's side.

He never imagined that he would be involved in this sudden incident.

The purpose of the training is to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the Xuanhuo Battalion. However, things in the world are always related in the dark, and by chance, he saved Li Shaoming, the secretary of the military department, who was in distress. The Xuanhuo Battalion, which is strong and strong, has naturally become the force that Li Shaoming relies on. Even this time to send troops, Li Shaoming was mainly based on the Xuanhuo Battalion. Although Yang Tianhong's subordinates were all recruits, Li Shaoming still asked him to make up for the 3,000 posts as soon as possible. Rao is like this, and it is much more elite than the exhausted, old and weak Jingshi battalions.

Li Shaoming stood on a huge rock, condescending, looking down at the tired battalion soldiers staggering in the camp below.

As an important minister of the imperial court, he can certainly understand what Emperor Shunming meant.

His Majesty has cronies and eyes around him, and he must be clear about the corruption and chaos in the Beijing Division Patrol Battalion. Being robbed and killed by a strongman this time is also an opportunity that His Majesty has been waiting for for a long time. Borrowing his own knife to cut off the malignant tumor of the patrol camps, this is the real purpose of His Majesty.

Otherwise, if he really wanted to avenge himself, Emperor Shunming only needed to send any battalion of his personal guards. One battalion of elite soldiers is enough to be worth ten battalions of old and weak.

Li Shaoming's well-defined face showed a trace of helpless bitterness.

An emperor is an emperor after all. In the name of revenge, he still wants to take the opportunity to rectify the Jingshi patrol battalion.

It's just that the old wife Miao died too miserably. In the past, I always felt that my wife had many wrongs, such as nagging talk, short-sightedness, greed for small and cheap, and talking and doing things could not be compared with the ladies of wealthy families. It's no wonder that when he married his wife, he was just an ordinary poor scholar. Miao's mother's family is a rich man in the countryside, and he can be regarded as a marry. It's just that who would have thought that he would be on the list in the future, and then his official positions were promoted again and again, until he is now the secretary of the military department.

Thinking of this, Li Shaoming only felt that his nostrils were sour, and there was a scene in front of him where Miao, who was covered in blood, shouted desperately, raised his hairpin high, and stabbed the back buttocks of the horse under his crotch.

Only his wife, who truly loves him, will help him escape from danger at that time, regardless of his life, and give himself the chance to live.

Li Shaoming turned around suddenly, avoiding Yang Tianhong who was standing next to him, covering his lips with both hands, squatting on the ground, staring at the dirt under his feet, his covered mouth and nose made a low and dull "woo" sound, and his vision was immediately swallowed up by tears welling up in his eyes, and it became blurred.

The secretary of the military department is a high-ranking official of the second grade.

With such a prominent status, and a man, it is an extremely shameful thing to cry bitterly. But Li Shaoming couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that he had to cry out loud in order to release all the pain and sorrow accumulated in his heart and chest, and to keep himself from going crazy.

Yang Tianhong sighed silently, waved his hand to signal the soldiers who followed behind to disperse, and he turned around and walked towards the intersection, leaving Li Shaoming alone here to cry heartily and in a low voice.

The cold night wind blew over the trees, bringing a rustling of fallen leaves.

After nearly half an hour, Li Shaoming, whose eyes were red, slowly walked out of the forest. He was hobbling and sluggish, and he looked several years older, and his hair was grayer than usual.

After taking several deep breaths, Li Shaoming looked up at the night sky, his thin cheeks showed undisguised cruelty and cruelty.

He whispered to Yang Tianhong, who was standing next to him: "Your father is the hero of my Great Chu Kingdom. Sure enough, it's a tiger father without a dog, you did a good job, and the Xuanhuo Camp did a good job. ”

Yang Tianhong bowed his head slightly, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "As a military general, Tianhong should have killed the enemy on the battlefield and served the country. Adults don't need to say much, this is Tianhong's duty. ”

"Duty?"

Li Shaoming was obviously aroused by these two words, and laughed miserably: "Duty? How many people know their duty? Look at the heads of those people on the road outside, and look at the old and weak soldiers who rushed over under coercion and strict orders." Do they know what their duty is? If it weren't for you that day, the old man would have died in Huangquan. If they all know their duties and do their duty like you, how can there be thieves and strong people in Luoping Mountain?"

Hearing this, Yang Tianhong showed a strange look on his face.

Li Shaoming didn't pay attention, and continued: "Tomorrow will attack the mountain, can you be sure of the Xuanhuo Camp under your command?"

Yang Tianhong put away his thoughts, frowned, and said, "Of course there is." However, the last general had just taken over the Xuanhuo Battalion, and the rectification time was still short, and the whole battalion was recruited. This Luoping Mountain is steep, and please allow me a few days to explore the terrain. Although the final general is sure of victory, the casualties will be heavy. ”

Li Shaoming's eyes flashed with a flame of hatred: "Bing, always the more you fight, the stronger you get. Don't care about casualties, life and death, the old man promises you as the secretary of the military department: how much the Xuanhuo battalion is damaged, the military department will give you as much supplement. If you win, the old man will play Your Majesty and promote you to the rank of knight. As a superior, you must abandon and make trade-offs. ”

Although the tone of the words is heavy, it can be heard, and it also contains the meaning of love. Yang Tianhong hurriedly nodded and replied: "The last general will remember to cultivate adults." However, there is one thing that adults should pay attention to. ”

Li Shaoming glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Tianhong approached Li Shaoming's side and lowered his voice: "Tianhong has always felt that there are many doubts about the fact that the adult was robbed and killed by thieves that day. Thinking about it, the biggest suspicion is the only surviving guard who accompanied the adults that day. ”

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The siege of Luoping Mountain by 50,000 horses is just a joke.

There was a lot of uproar, and the ground for several miles below the mountain was turned into a military camp. Fearing the holy decree arrow in Li Shaoming's hand, the officers and soldiers of the battalions were forced to attack the mountain as a whole. However, every time they arrived at the pass, as long as the mountain guards shot a few arrows casually, the officers and soldiers immediately dispersed, and they turned around and fled.

In the military tent, Li Shaoming sat on the chair in the middle, his face sinking like water, and he didn't say a word.

On both sides of the surrounding area, as many as dozens of battalion generals gathered, gossiping, you and me, turning the atmosphere that should be serious in the tent into chaos, like a noisy street market.

"My lord, this mountain can't be attacked, it can't be attacked!"

"The terrain of this mountain is dangerous, and there are many bandits and strongmen, and attacking is simply the way to take the initiative to die. ”

"My Rock Battalion attacked for a morning, with more than 100 dead and wounded, and more than 1,000 wounded. ”

"There is no way to fight this battle, and the thieves can't shoot their bows and arrows far beyond us, and they can't rush forward. ”

"Please also think twice, if you repeatedly persecute it, if the officers and soldiers below rise up, maybe they will mutiny. At that point, things don't end well. ”

There are pleading, pretending, and threatening and persecuting.

In short, it is a sentence: this falling screen mountain cannot be defeated.

Li Shaoming didn't reason with the generals, but just let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and roared in a voice that was not very loud, but clear enough: "If there are no injuries and death in battle, how can it be said to be a war?"

"If a thief and a strong man can be influenced by a few words casually, wouldn't this world be peaceful everywhere?"

"You are all afraid of the enemy like a tiger, aren't you afraid of an order from Your Majesty to behead all those who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Without waiting for the generals to answer, Li Shaoming raised his voice, and his momentum was extremely majestic: "This officer knows that this battle is difficult. But not without care. If it is a meritorious person in the first battle, the official will definitely enlighten His Majesty and reward him generously. This is an opportunity, and it is up to you whether you can grasp it or not. That's all this official says, you wait...... Do it for yourself!"

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Falling screen cottage, secret room.

Liao Yunguang's appearance age is about thirty years old. It's just that if you talk about your real age, you are already two hundred and ninety-two years old.

Being able to cultivate to the fifth level of foundation building at this age can indeed be regarded as a good qualification. After all, the maximum lifespan of a foundation building monk is 550 years old, and if he can't cross the Jindan hurdle, he won't be able to get a thousand-year-long continuation.

Premature babies are always congenitally deficient. The same goes for Liao Yunguang. His most obvious characteristics are his short stature and thin build. In the early years, when he had not yet entered Haotianmen, Liao Yunguang lived with a medicine jar all year round. If it weren't for the fact that the immortal master took a fancy to him and felt that the roots of the five elements were worth cultivating, I am afraid that he would have already turned into a pile of loess.

Everyone has their own unique place, and Liao Yunguang pays great attention to appearance. From refining gas to building a foundation, many people cannot succeed. With tenacious perseverance and strong will, Liao Yunguang survived again and again, and finally crossed the boundary of building the foundation. The master of Haotianmen was surprised by Liao Yunguang's perseverance and Dao heart, and praised him one after another. It's just that Liao Yunguang himself knows best that the belief that has supported him from the beginning to the present is actually not a god's heart at all.

When he was a child, Liao Yunguang was always despised by the children in the village because of his frailty and illness, and became a joke in everyone's eyes.

At that time, Liao Yunguang had many nicknames: tuberculosis ghost, thin monkey, toothpick, earthworm, fine twist flower......

Although he is only an eleven or twelve-year-old child, his love has already begun to open. Liao Yunguang likes Cuihua, the daughter of Aunt Wang, the next-door neighbor. I must admit that Liao Yunguang is really discerning in terms of knowing people, Cuihua has grown to the age of sixteen, and she is indeed very beautiful, and she is a beauty praised by everyone in ten miles and eight towns. However, although Liao Yunguang likes Cuihua since he was a child, Cuihua disdains Liao Yunguang, and has repeatedly ridiculed him as a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

Girls in the countryside seem to be quite indifferent in terms of morality. When he was sixteen years old, Liao Yunguang saw with his own eyes that the third son of the rich man of the same village found Cuihua, and a man and a woman joined hands in the stone mountain of Houcun. There the two men kissed first, then hugged and embraced, and at last the two bodies were stripped naked, and you crushed me and rolled into a ball in a stone cave covered with soft hay.

Liao Yunguang has long been very clear about the matter between men and women. The original source of experience is still my own father. The family was poor, the house was not big, and there was a curtain between the inner and outer rooms. The family has no money to buy sesame oil to light the lamp, so they have to go to bed as soon as it gets dark. The only entertainment pastime for the man and the mother-in-law is to make up a certain part of their body, and then everyone plays a game of inserting the bumpy parts together. Moaning and roaring at the same time, both men and women forgot about their sons who were lying on the bed in the outhouse, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

No one needs to teach, Liao Yunguang can do anything in this regard. On weekdays, I listened to the gags of the idlers and widows in the village, and learned a lot of special skills and moves.

Liao Yunguang believes that the third eldest of the rich man, that is, the fat man, is not as good as himself at all. That guy doesn't have any physical fitness at all, if it weren't for his father Laozi being rich and powerful, how could Cuihua look down on him?

The fat man and Cuihua were refreshed, and when they went down the mountain, Liao Yunguang, who had a blue face, stopped the dog man and woman.