Chen Wang held the dossier in his hand, condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice.

"All the files are in my hands, and the people of the bitter lord are outside the camp."

The bitter master was naturally not outside the camp, and Chen Wang's words were just to put some pressure on Zhao Huailiang.

"What else do you have to say?"

Zhao Huailiang's face turned pale, and this new battalion officer was not easy to fool.

He originally listened to Chen Wang speaking with a Liaodong accent, thinking that they were all Liao people who should be considerate of each other, but he didn't expect that Chen Wang had been aggressive since he entered the camp.

What's more, he was already weak-hearted, and he didn't know what the people under him had done during this time.

Sanshui City suffered a defeat, to be honest, he was really a little depressed, and his heart was also defeated.

Since he joined the camp as a soldier, he has been fighting, and he has not received much money in January, and sometimes he has deducted it.

The battle is always fought, no matter how it is fought, it can't be finished, and I really don't know when it will be a head.

First fought with Jiannu outside the customs, and then entered the customs and fought with the Liukou, running back and forth, non-stop, and there was no time to take a breath.

Although he was sometimes aggrieved in Liaozhen, at least the military salary was not much shorter, and he came to Guannai as a guest army, and many prefectures and counties in the border did not even supply grain and grass, so they could only support themselves.

At every turn, he will be looked down upon and looked down upon.

It's just a small county magistrate, who is almost up to the sky, holding his chin to look at people, and they have to salute respectfully so as not to offend.

Zhao Huailiang hung his head, and said weakly.

"I was injured in Sanshui, and I have been recuperating from my injuries all this time, so I don't have much control over the affairs of the army."

Chen Wang's eyes moved slightly, glanced at Zhao Huailiang, and said coldly.

"If you're injured, why are you still drinking?"

Zhao Huailiang hadn't spoken yet, but a Bai general who was originally standing on the side stepped out of the queue and half-knelt on the ground to defend Zhao Huailiang.

"Mr. Qianqian, Mr. Zhao was indeed injured, he was hit by three arrows in his body and stabbed in the shoulder."

"In Sanshui, we encountered a night attack, and it was Zhao who desperately captured the East City, and then personally led the team to lead us out of the encirclement."

The hundred general showed indignation on his face, and the urn sounded and said.

"If there is no President Zhao, I am afraid that my brothers and I will have to fold in Sanshui, where can we still stand here and return to President Qian."

Chen Wang's expression moved slightly, and his gaze shifted to the body of Mr. Bai.

"Presumptuous!"

Hu Zhili took a step forward, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and the Yanling knife on his waist was also pulled out half, and he scolded sharply.

"Shangguan speaks, how dare you interrupt!"

Hu Zhili's demeanor was like a signal, and all the soldiers who followed Chen Wang pressed the Yanling knife on their waists one after another, and the situation was tense for a moment.

And the guards outside the school grounds, who were still riding war horses, were also on guard to prevent possible incidents.

Although it was sixty to nine hundred, the advantage was in Chen Wang's hands.

None of the Liao soldiers assembled on the school grounds were armed, and except for the two gladiatorial soldiers, no one wore armor anymore.

In the worst-case scenario, if there is a mutiny, then the loss will definitely be more than 900 Liao soldiers.

However, the result of provoking a mutiny is undoubtedly a lose-lose situation, and once a mutiny is provoked, it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.

can't even restrain a remnant of the army, and can't suppress the mutiny bullet, doesn't this mean that the ability is insufficient, who will use such a person?

Chen Wang tilted his head slightly, glanced at the Liao soldiers on the school field, and took in everyone's expressions.

Many of the people in the crowd showed indignation, and some showed anger and clenched their fists.

Obviously, this Zhao Huailiang's prestige among the remnants of this army is quite high, because his repeated accountability has aroused the dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.

But it was far from enough to provoke a mutiny.

Grace and power are given, first of all, first of all, and then grace.

Showing kindness first will only make people think that they are weak and can be bullied.

Not only because he was afraid of the generals around him who were armed with swords, but also because he was afraid of the imperial court.

At this time, although the imperial court suffered repeated defeats in Liaodong, its prestige was still there.

The Ming Dynasty has been established for nearly 300 years, and it is not that it has not lost.

It is not for nothing that the loss is worse than that of Liaodong, and tens of thousands of elites have been wiped out in one fell swoop.

But what about the result?

The once prosperous Warat has long since lost sight of which corner to jump to, but Daming is still there.

The imperial court killed the rebels, but there was not much mercy.

"During Shangguan's questioning, a subordinate overstepped his level and spoke, what should he be guilty of?"

Chen Wang looked at the half-kneeling Bai Zong with cold eyes, took a step closer again, looked down at the Bai Zong, and asked in a deep voice.

Chen Gong stepped forward and replied.

"According to military law, thirty ty-ups."

This kind of thing can be big or small, and if it is dealt with according to the most serious confrontation with the superiors, it can even be directly decapitated.

However, Chen Gong had already been instructed by Chen Wang before, so he only said that he would be tied up for thirty.

"Hold him in place."

Chen Wang raised his hand slightly, and the two family members with helmets and armor had already tied up the Bai Zong.

Such a move naturally caused a commotion among the Liao soldiers on the school field.

Zhao Huailiang looked anxious, and this kind of thing like tying up a military stick can be light or heavy.

If the thirty military sticks are hit hard, it is not uncommon to kill people.

Zhao Huailiang kowtowed again and hurriedly explained.

"Mr. Qian, after I recovered from my injuries yesterday, I remembered in the account that many brothers had lost Sanshui, and I felt uncomfortable so I drank wine, and now I have the smell of wine."

When Zhao Huailiang talked about the defeat of Sanshui, the Liao soldiers who heard Zhao Huailiang's words on the field of Jiangtai were all gloomy.

Chen Wang knew in his heart why this was.

From the beginning of Sun Chengzong's superintendent Ji Liao, the Liao people were used on a large scale, and then Yuan Chonghuan was appointed as the governor of Liaodong.

It also adopted the method of guarding the Liao land with the Liao people and raising the Liao people with the Liao soil, and most of the soldiers recruited in Liao Town were Liao people, and no soldiers were recruited from other places, and the generals were also Liao people.

In many places in eastern Liaodong, the recruitment of soldiers is regional, and many people in a battalion are relatives and friends with each other.

In this Sanshui defeat, there were nearly 2,300 people, more than half of the casualties remained, and only more than 900 remained, and many relatives and friends were killed and wounded among them, so the morale was extremely low.

Chen Wang raised his hand to stop the family members who were escorting the hundred generals, and then ordered with an indifferent expression.

"Since you said you were injured, then take off your clothes to prove it."

Zhao Huailiang was slightly stunned, but in the end, he still clasped his hands into fists and gave the order.

Hearing the order, all the Liao soldiers on the Jiangtai school field showed their expressions of disgrief.

Zhao Huailiang knelt on the ground, his expression was gloomy, he first took off the leather belt around his waist, and then pulled the collar with both hands, and directly took off the arrow suit he was wearing.

Chen Wang's eyes were slightly condensed, Rao is he was used to war, accustomed to seeing mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, but he still felt a slight chill in his heart.

The expressions of everyone on the stage also changed slightly.

Zhao Huailiang's body was covered with dense scars, and he suffered more than ten injuries in total.

The scars and wounds were like carvings on stone slabs.