Although Bao Jing is a civil servant, unlike most civil servants who are powerless, he is a fat fighting chicken among civil servants. He claims that he can bring his pen to peace and peace in the world, and that he can use his martial arts to determine the world.

The Daguan Sword weighing dozens of pounds was powerful in his hands. In combination with his green seventh-grade official robe, he immediately frightened the defeated soldiers who escaped from the front.

They were neither going forward nor retreat, but they stood there and stared at each other.

Originally, he was playing with a sword to shock the defeated soldiers in front of him, but Bao Jing found that the defeated soldiers stopped, and stood there like a piece of wood, making him feel like he was performing his skills on the street. He was annoyed and shouted: "You really think that I will not kill anyone!"

As he said that, the knife in his hand was like a thunderbolt lit up in the darkness, and suddenly hit the ground in front of him, half of the blade was buried in the soil.

At this moment, the defeated soldiers in front could no longer remain indifferent. When a man was angry, he could even splash blood on five steps. What's more, the county magistrate in Changqing County was angry. It was really not as simple as blood on five steps, and he would even destroy his family.

So they turned around slowly, jogging unwillingly towards the east. As they ran, many people found that their companions were decreasing, and they all slowly hid their figures into the darkness on both sides and disappeared.

As the saying goes, there are policies and countermeasures at the top. No one is a fool. Before he returns to the east city, these defeated soldiers have merged into the darkness like drops of ink.

Because the sky was dim and Bao Jing had no clairvoyance, he naturally did not notice this scene. After seeing the defeated soldiers returning one after another, he also held the sword, pricked up his ears, and walked slowly forward.

But soon, Bao Jing realized something was wrong. At this time, he had already walked halfway, but the east side was a little quiet and there was no sound of fighting.

No matter how strong the other party is, it is impossible for so many people to be silent at all.

So it is obvious that the defeated soldiers just now hid in a cowardly battle, and maybe they were watching themselves nearby at this time.

Bao Jing stared at his little eyes and glanced around, then took a deep breath to calm down. He did not feel strange about this behavior, and it was understandable.

Everyone comes out to make a living. Without enough benefits, no one will fight for his life. They all want to let others go and hide behind and act according to the opportunity, especially now when the enemy is strong and I am weak.

As for being loyal to the emperor and patriotism? Stop making trouble. There are not many people who have been able to do this throughout the ages. Do you still expect these big-headed soldiers to have this enlightenment? If people do not punish themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them, I would rather bear the world than the world will let them down. This is the mainstream.

In fact, if Bao Jing didn't want to take risks at night if he didn't wear this green robe and the black sand on his head. Why not do it if he held his beautiful wife and concubine warmed the quilt?

Unfortunately, the sharp sword hanging on his head now forced him to fight to the death. The Prince Qing Mansion would not let him go, and the court would not let him go.

People are selfish. Since I have to work hard, I can still allow you to live in vain.

"You guys ride horses and shout along these streets, saying that anyone who is afraid of the enemy and does not fight tonight will be treated as deserters afterwards, and their families will be demoted to slaves and sent to the army."

When the yamen runners around him heard this, they felt a sudden heart. They did not dare to neglect them. They quickly took the order and acted. With the loud shouts of the yamen runners, the defeated soldiers hiding around could no longer hide. Both sides died, but the county magistrate was even more cruel and was implicated.

For the sake of their parents and family, the defeated soldiers who had originally hidden came out of the darkness one by one and gathered together. The good guys had at least two thousand people, and Bao Jing's face turned pale.

Zhang San: "Huh? You are not dead?"

Li Si: "Ha, aren't you here too?"

Wang Wu: O__O    “…

These defeated soldiers began to chat with each other when they saw their acquaintances.

"Meet Lord Bao."

Several officers came to Bao Jing and bowed.

"The ancients said: A soldier is a bear, and a bear is a crane. This is really nothing wrong. Are you worthy of the hat on your head?"

Originally, Bao Jing thought that only a small part of the defeat was defeated, but now he saw that the facts were the opposite. Can such a general be fought in this battle? He was a little confused. Is it better to go back to pack up his bags and take his family away?

"Sir, we have no choice. The other party is wearing heavy armor. As soon as we rushed up, we disappeared all of a sudden. Our blades don't work at all."

A lieutenant defended in a low voice.

Bao Jing was furious, "Are you pig's brains? Since the knife does not work, don't you think of other ways? Are the crossbows on the top of the city decorations? How many people are there?"

"At least one thousand, and all of them are covered in armor, otherwise we wouldn't be defeated at once, and the strength difference is too big..."

At least one thousand soldiers?

When Bao Jing heard this number of people, his mind buzzed, and then he felt like a deflated ball, with no fighting spirit. He thought it was only two or three hundred, so he thought of a way to get off the crossbows on the top of the city, and he could still deal with one or two, waiting for reinforcements.

Now it seems that even if the reinforcements outside the city arrive, they will die. Not to mention at least one thousand, even if there are only one thousand soldiers, it is not the existence that these people who have been separated for a long time. Only local garrisons with no more than five thousand people can deal with it.

"Forget it, everyone will go back to their own houses and let their destiny be settled."

Bao Jing said with a lonely face.

"Sir, are you serious?"

Several officers looked at Bao Jing with shock, feeling secretly happy. The concept of taking the initiative to retreat and following orders was completely different.

"The beauty you think is certainly fake."

Bao Jing said in a bad mood, and what he said just now was just a moment of impulse.

He wanted to leave it, but in this way, he would have to give up his current life of luxury and food in the future and live a life of displaced and unsettled place.

Once caught, it will be even worse, and you will definitely be dismembered by Wuma, peeled from the skin or executed by Lingchi!

In this case, it would be better to die here. At least the court will pursue the matter afterwards and will not harm your wife and children. Maybe it will be kept in history because of your unyielding behavior.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"You bring people to remove the crossbows from the other three walls and move them here. You take people to the warehouse to transport all the tincture oil, and you go to collect firewood..."

Bao Jing was indeed a few tricks to become the county magistrate of Changqing County. As the orders were conveyed, a new line of defense was established in Dongcheng. All the necessary roads to Dongcheng were filled with wood and tinder oil, and the carriages and crossbows removed from the city walls were also aimed at the front.
Chapter completed!