"What's going on?" Someone in the wokou muttered.

The door behind him was suddenly slammed shut again.

The men were startled and turned their heads around in a hurry.

Suddenly a large number of people appeared from the walls and from the windows of the post station, with muskets and muzzles facing downward.

The thieves realized they had been fooled and rushed towards the door.

They were hysterical and shouted in panic.

Zhu Bai, who was standing at the window on the third floor, understood: "Baga." ”

Suddenly, the flames erupted, accompanied by a deafening loud "bang bang", which annihilated the shouts and wails of the would-be robbers.

The half-pillar incense was less than time, and there were no more people standing in the courtyard.

All the torches were lit, illuminating the courtyard as if it were daylight.

The huge courtyard was full of corpses, and there were two floors.

The wet mist was filled with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder.

Then there was a deathly silence.

Zhu Biao, who was hiding in the room, turned pale and couldn't help but run to the side and retch.

Hu Dafa, who was following Zhu Bai, also felt a little soft: Zhu Bai was really kind enough to him.

Only then did he realize that this courtyard was actually an urn city, which was most suitable for closing the door and beating the dogs.

Zhu Bai stood at the window and calmly instructed the guards: "Don't panic, make up another round, I'm afraid someone will play dead." ”

His slightly immature voice echoed over the post station, and it was exceptionally clear.

As soon as the words fell, a few people who were hiding in the corner struggled to crawl towards the door.

"Damn, someone is really playing dead." The guards loaded and fired another round of "popping".

Zhu Bai said: "Don't come down the guards of the city wall, load up and guard the perimeter. Now the people in the inn have gone down to see if he is dead or not, and then he will be stabbed first, and then he will be moved out and thrown outside the door. Bury someone tomorrow morning. ”

Zhu Bai asked Fugui and Hu Dafa: "Did you make it clear just now?" How many came in total. ”

Fugui: "Two hundred and eight." ”

Hu Dafa: "Yes, two hundred and eight." ”

Zhu Bai asked the stationmaster: "Did you hear clearly, two hundred and eight, not one less." ”

The stationmaster complained bitterly: more than 200 corpses, when will they be buried?

Zhu Bai looked at the two Neiying who were shrinking in the corner: "Tell them to bury them, and when they are finished, send them to the government." ”

The two of them were gagged, and they could only scream "woo-woo" at this time.

Zhu Bai knew that they were begging for mercy, and said coldly: "This is not the first time that you have responded to the Japanese Invaders, and you have also helped the Wolves to investigate. Do you feel wronged? If you tell us who you are as soon as you come in, I can be considerate of you and spare your lives. But if you weren't obsessed, if I hadn't exposed it, you would have opened the door for the Japanese by now. ”

The two men bowed their heads.

"You have relatives who died tragically under the sword of the Japanese Invaders, not thinking of revenge, but acting for the tigers, which is really hateful, and even more deserving of death than the Japanese Invaders." Zhu Bai waved his hand at the people around him, "Escort them down to carry the corpse." Don't let them be idle until they die. ”

Hu Dafa also said: "Your Highness, let me solve them with one sword, and keep it and waste food." ”

Zhu Bai said lightly: "You are helping them by killing them now." Do you know how miserable they will be if they fall into the hands of my father? ”

Hu Dafa thought about the few people who peeled the daylilies at the gate of Xicheng, shivered, and didn't say anything again.

Someone came up and asked, "King Xiang." What to do with that big pile of knives. ”

These knives are not the same as the ones used by the guards, so they are useless to keep, and it is dangerous to throw them.

Zhu Bai said: "The steel was melted down to fight the weapon, and the handle of the knife was left to hang on the outer wall. This king wants to see if there are any Japanese who dare to approach in the future! ”

Hanging people's heads on the city walls or something, although the deterrent effect is greater, but he thinks it is too cruel, and he still can't do that.

Besides, the inn was a place for his subordinates to rest, and he didn't want to make it so bloody and terrifying.

Zhu Bai went upstairs to check on Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao's face was pale and covered with cold sweat.

From time to time, there was a screaming sound outside the window, which was the sound of guards cleaning the battlefield downstairs and mending their knives.

Zhu Biao's lips trembled: "Twelfth brother, how can you ......?"

Zhu Bai has never been on the battlefield, how can a child with a big fart be so calm and cold-blooded?!

Zhu Bai suddenly pouted and threw himself into Zhu Biao's arms and howled: "It's scary! Big brother, I'm so scared. But I want to protect my big brother. No matter how scared you are, you can only hold on. ”

He was really scared.

But just now, Zhu Biao looked like a six gods and no master, and if he didn't stand up, there were more than 100 people in this station, including them, who were really dangerous.

Zhu Biao's straight body relaxed and patted Zhu Bai's back: "It's hard for you." ”

The guards who followed Zhu Bai exchanged glances: This little prince is really split.

Fang was so cold-blooded downstairs that they made their hairs stand on end.

It's like a serious kid at this time.

Fugui, who had been holding the firearm and following to protect Zhu Bai, waved his hand to the people next to him, and retreated with everyone.

Coming out of Zhu Biao's room, Zhu Bai said to Fugui: "This time, the fire gun made by the War Bureau is okay, but the second shot is not as good as the first shot." Probably because the recoil was too great, the shock made people's hands numb. And the charge is slow, remember to remind the king to ask them to improve when you go back. ”

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Half of the people were on guard, half of them were moving the corpses, and it took half an hour to finish moving.

The two "Neiying" were tied up and thrown into the pile of dead.

Then Zhu Bai ordered to sleep with the door of the post station closed, and to get up tomorrow morning and continue on his way.

It's just that Zhu Biao can still sleep, and when he closes his eyes, his mind is full of the sound of firecrackers, screams and the pungent smell of blood.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was cloudy and there was no wind at all.

The floor of the courtyard has been washed clean with water, and the air is filled with the smell of moist and warm pine resin.

If it weren't for the bullet marks on the inner city wall and the outer wall of the small building, and the pile of corpses at the door. Zhu Biao suspected that he had just had a nightmare last night.

The two great injustices, guarded by two guards, were digging a pit on the hillside in the distance.

The post station over there has already sent people to deliver letters to Changzhou and Yingtian.

First, I wanted to report this matter to Lao Zhu.

Second, Zhu Bai is checking and filling loopholes, and requires that even if he sends a letter in the future, he will send guards to follow, so as to prevent similar things from happening again. At the same time, the official dental bureau was asked to send people to find the two newcomers to the official dental bureau who were killed, and to compassionate their families.

When Zhu Bai saw the pile of bloody corpses at this time, he also felt disgusted, urging everyone to hurry on the road.

After last night's incident, the guards were very nervous, and surrounded Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao in the middle, making the speed much slower.

"It doesn't have to be this way, it doesn't have to be this way. Last night's battle, all the pirates were annihilated, and we had zero casualties, how did you make it seem like we had lost the battle. ”

The leader of the guards whispered, "Your Highness, my subordinates are afraid that there will be an ambush. ”