Chapter 167: Losing is not unjust

"Good! I didn't expect us to be hungry here, with our chests against our backs, and this dog thing playing with women in the house! ”

"Yes! Look there's a lot of food in there! Their food must have been eaten! ”

"Shoot him!"

"That's right! Kill him!! ”

"I'll just say why the food has been getting less and less every day recently, it turned out that it was cut off by this dog thing!"

"That's not right! I said why does this dog still sell food to Lao Tzu, and the feeling is that he has hidden so much food! ”

"That's it! All the money I've worked so hard to save over the years has been cheated out of by this! He's a liar! ”

A crowd of people almost ate Aksya alive, just like he had done to these herdsmen women in the past few days.

The anger of the people was terrible, even if there was not as much food as they thought in Aksha's house, but the anger had already carried away their minds.

Someone is spitting, someone is beating, someone is throwing stones, someone is scratching.

Zhao Ming and his entourage are stupid, and they are ready to take action to uphold justice, what should they do now?

"Zhao.... Zhao Ye... Are we going to do it now? ”

Zhang He was already stupid, and his lips were stunned.

"Disperse the crowd first, and bring Aksha over."

Zhao Ming sighed, he didn't expect the situation to be completely unexpected, and even to develop in the most perfect direction.

I thought I would have to secretly control it for another day, but now I don't need to.

After a while, several brothers from the Zhensong army began to drive away the herdsmen, but unexpectedly, the herdsmen turned into a mob.

They were originally afraid of the Zhensong Army, but they were not afraid at the moment.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming couldn't sit still, but he couldn't let Akxia, a tool man, die like this.

stepped forward and clapped his hands, seeing that everyone was indifferent, Zhao Ming took a deep breath and shouted, "Give me silence!" ”

The shouting didn't do much, but it also silenced some of the people on the periphery, but the mob inside was still dominated by anger.

"Spread them all out for me! Hand over Aksya to me, me! Zhao Ming! It will give everyone a fair !! ”

After Zhao Ming finished shouting this time, he waved to the brothers on the side, and soon everyone began to repeat Zhao Ming's words aloud.

At this time, the crowd finally quieted down, and everyone dispersed to vacate a vacant seat, revealing the dying Aksha.

Now Aksha is already more out of breath and less in and less in, his brain is buzzing, and he doesn't understand what the hell is going on.

At the time of the incident, he was still playing ambiguously with the girl in the house.

After all, his own ability is clear, and he also knows that it will be over in such a hurry, and it will be boring.

As for the outside affairs, he completely delegated to the doglegs below, who Cheng thought that this kind of change would happen.

After testing Aksha's snort and making sure that the other party was fine, Zhao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take it away!"

Zhao Ming let out a low shout, and soon two people stepped forward, one left and one right, grabbed Aksha's arms, and walked towards the square outside the camp like a dead dog.

Seeing this, everyone was a little surprised, and some hesitated to step forward to obstruct it.

"Don't worry, everyone, let me go to the square outside, and I will give everyone an explanation!"

Zhao Ming's big drink stopped the rioters who were faintly rioting again.

Temporarily stabilizing these thugs, seeing that everyone began to walk towards the square in a hurry, Zhao Ming fell behind unhurriedly, and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Huh! Brother Zhao is a good means! Now it's time for you to perform. ”

At this time, Zhang Kai, who had been watching the situation from a distance, would also see some fame.

He didn't participate in this plan, but this is incomprehensible to the herdsmen, but this little trick can't be hidden from Zhang Kai.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, I am also helpless, if you want to succeed, you must first work together, the hearts are not aligned, the whole group is like a plate of scattered sand, but it can't be a climate!"

Zhao Ming chuckled and shook his head as he threw a cigarette out of his cigarette case.

"One?"

"Brother Zhao, I find that I can't see through you more and more, will you really go back?" Zhang Kai took the cigarette and looked at Zhao Ming meaningfully.

"Go back? Of course, it's my home there, and if I don't go back, will I still be here with sheep, cows and horses? Zhao Ming sneered as he spoke.

"You know what I mean!" Zhang Kai narrowed his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming shrugged, "Who knows." ”

Dropping this vague reply, Zhao Ming strode towards the square with a cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, almost seventy or eighty percent of the population of the entire camp had gathered in the square, and all the black pressure was the moving head.

In order to let the herdsmen and brothers behind see it clearly, Zhao Ming also specially asked people to move a few square tables and spliced them together to form a temporary high platform.

And Aksya, who was still confused and hung his head, was held on the stage like a sinner.

The sudden change in the camp attracted not only the herdsmen, but also the prisoners of war who were working in the distance.

At the same time, there is also the former owner of Shigeaki Abe, Kitayama who was mixed with prisoners of war.

Considering Beishan's age, he also did some easier work, but at this time, he looked at the situation in the square in the distance, and his face was confused at first.

But gradually, a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he muttered in his mouth.

"It's about gathering people's hearts! What did you do the other day? Oh, that's morale, simple means, but very practical. I didn't lose unjustly! ”

Thinking of this, Beishan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

With the recent period of work, he has gradually figured out a lot of things.

It may be a coincidence that Outer Mongolia suddenly went south, but Zhao Ming is a person who is extremely good at seizing opportunities.

It can be said that he is a speculator, or it can be said that he is a person with a vicious eye, and he has a very keen grasp of fighters.

This alone does not stop there, this person can always maximize a little benefit.

The battle that night not only showed the prestige of the Zhensong army in the two of them, but also played a momentum, which temporarily shocked the Outer Mongolians.

If there was no such battle, it is estimated that even if Zhao Ming intercepted Hu and rescued some people from the two tribes and forcibly gathered so many people in this camp, it is estimated that it would not be long before there would be chaos.

But even so, there are still hidden dangers.

Recently, Beishan has been pondering how Zhao Ming will eliminate the restless factors in the camp now.

Beishan has long seen through that there must be insufficient food and grass here, and with so many people crowded in such a small place, something must happen.

As the saying goes, there are many shallow kings in the pool, and there are many small demons in the temple.

A short-term deterrent can be suppressed for a while, but it cannot be suppressed for a long time.

It is also true that, normally speaking, if left unchecked, all kinds of contradictions will appear.

Even if they are gathered here with a group of smart people, all of whom are good, the behavior of everyone is often the worst at the moment of chaos.