Looking along the sound, a large group of people were surrounding something not far ahead.

This attracted Wang Zhenyu's attention. He looked back at Ma Xicheng, then walked forward and walked behind the crowd...

"You are good, you are good, it's not easy for a young man to raise these chickens. He also pointed to selling two small money to pull a foot of cloth to make new clothes for the New Year for the old woman. You can't just take it away. Please, you are good, can't I bet if I don't sell it?" A thin old man with white-haired clothes and white-haired was holding the sleeves of the soldiers, nodding and bowing with a bitter face and saying good things to the soldier.

The old man said that he was a local person and he knew the villagers in the town. The villagers consciously or unconsciously surrounded the victims. If the party involved was not an outsider who had just entered the town, they would have been rushing forward with their past character.

I saw that the soldier was very unusual, a big man of 1.8 meters tall, and his big body with wide shoulders and narrow waist, looked very imposing. Such a physique is rare in Hunan, and I don’t want to have such one in my army.

The big soldier easily shook off the old man's hand holding the corner of his sleeve, lowered his head and roared: "Old man, if you are tactful, you will have to do much. I haven't paid any salary for three months, and I have to run so far to fight the Tartars for you ordinary people. So what if I give you a few chickens in vain? Besides, I didn't give you money. Look, I've given all of them all, what else do you want? Oh, I'm responsible for the rise and fall of the world, and you ordinary people will all watch me bleeding!"

"Ke Jun, look at the money you gave is too little. Even if you buy a chicken from the little one, it's more than that price. Please raise your hand! Don't want this money, you can give it back to the little one. Good luck, it's not easy for the little one to raise these chickens so big..." The old man said, his body sank and he wanted to grab the leg of the soldier's trousers. But his legs were tightly tied, and there was no place to grab the hand. The old man simply fell down and hugged the soldier's thighs, with a snot on his face and tears. Anyway, he didn't let him go.

According to the general bloody plot, Wang Zhenyu, who is a steward, should step forward and shout angrily. He first stopped the evil deeds of the bandits' fierce robbery, and then announced in public the strict discipline of our army loving the people as if they were sons. Finally, he ordered the big-headed soldier to be killed in public. Then, naturally, the people's praise and awe of other officers and soldiers, but later experience told him not to hurry in advance, so why not take a look again...

The big soldier struggled a few times but couldn't break free, and more and more people were watching around him, and the voices of discussion became louder and louder. Although he was big but not small, as a veteran, he knew that if he continued to get stuck like this, he would probably cause big trouble. He had to get out immediately. To understand this, he was naturally anxious and angry and said to the old man: "You old man are so boring, you are shameless. I'm going to make these chickens today. Don't force me to take ruthless action. I can't do anything about it. No one in this world can blame anyone?"

After saying that, he tried hard to thrust his feet, but the old man hugged him tightly. Some of the young young people watching could not stand it anymore. Some of them said that the big soldier was not doing anything like this, and some of them quietly rolled up their sleeves and touched the carrying pole with them. When the big man saw that the situation was wrong, he turned around and shouted: "Yun Yazi, where are you standing stupidly? You can't come and help."

Following the sound, a soldier stood a few meters away with a fair face and a slightly thin figure. He hesitated at his expression and did not dare to come over for a long time. He just replied: "Brother Zhao, let's forget it, can we find another way?"

"Yun Yazi, what are you talking about? What should you do if your elder brother is sick? Why don't you come and help me!"

After saying that, the big soldier stopped thrusting his feet, and directly grabbed the old man's collar with one hand and took the old man up from the ground: "Old guy, let go. If you don't let go, I will really beat you up."

After saying that, the big soldier really threw away the chickens in his hand, swung the fist as big as a casserole, and acted to beat the old man.

"Stop" Wang Zhenyu knew that he would not come out again at this time. When this big soldier attacked someone, the situation would be out of control.

"Which unit is you from? What's your name? Who is the leader?" Before the big-headed soldier could react, Wang Zhenyu went up and questioned him in a series of stern questions.

Afterwards, Wang Zhenyu had to praise the talent of his cheap cousin Ma Xicheng. Before he could finish his words, Ma Xicheng behind him rushed out from behind with the guards. Taking advantage of the moment when the big soldier was slightly distracted, he grabbed his arm and pressed his shoulders on one side and pressed the soldier to the ground, which was a successful control of the scene.

Unexpectedly, this big man was a little bit powerful. After being suppressed by the two of them, he could still struggle to get up and resist.

Ma Xicheng saw that this idea was a little thorny, and without saying a word, he kicked the guy's legs. The big soldier suddenly lost his strength and couldn't stand steadily, so he immediately knelt on the ground. The two guards quickly twisted his arm around, making it impossible to use it, which was really restrained. The little soldier standing on the side was also controlled by the guards. The onlookers were shocked, and even the old man selling chickens was so scared that he quickly let go of the big soldier's legs and sat on the ground watching Wang Zhenyu, Cheng Yaojin, who had come out from the middle of the way, no one knew what was going on.

This also includes Wang Zhenyu himself. He was also stunned by the actions of Ma Xicheng and others. Before he stopped, he didn't think about what to do. Could it be that he really killed this big-headed soldier like those bloody plots, and then won praise from the people. What kind of civilized troops and benevolent and righteous troops came here, and then all the three armies were afraid of our head coach's strict discipline? In the end, he entered the sequence of famous Chinese generals for five thousand years?

Looking at the big soldier who was kneeling on the ground and was panting with his hands back but was still breathing like a fire, Wang Zhenyu felt a little murderous intent. Wang Zhenyu, in later generations, hated this kind of stubborn, rude, rude, and ignorant, because he rarely suffers when dealing with such people. Unless he himself is shameless and pretends to be arrogant, he will never be defeated.

Isn't it said that if you do something big, you don't care about the details? Why don't I learn from Cao Aman and use this kid's head to use it? Anyway, I don't like this kid anyway, so it seems that it's right to kill it directly on public and private.

Before Wang Zhenyu could fantasize a few times, the little soldier called Yun Yazi seemed to recognize who Wang Zhenyu was. He knelt down to the ground and said, "We are wrong. Master Guan. We are the first in the front team. He is our deputy Zhao Dongsheng. The younger one is Private Song Haomin. We have no choice. If you want to punish me, it is not related to Brother Zhao's business! Please!"

After saying that, he was about to kowtow, but two nervous guards held their shoulders tightly and couldn't stand down. Judging from his age, he looked like he was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was a clever little man.

Before Wang Zhenyu could recover, the big man named Zhao Dongsheng shouted:

"Yun Yazi, don't beg him. These dog officials just need to be promoted and become rich. When will we treat us big-headed soldiers as humans, they will kill them if they want to kill them, and they are afraid that they will do anything! Well!"

Before he finished speaking, Ma Xicheng slapped him hard on the back of the head. Then the two guards freed up a hand and pressed the big man's head. Although Zhao Dongsheng struggled so hard, he couldn't raise his head.

Wang Zhenyu was unhappy when he heard this. Brother, I was an official on the first day and I had not had time to do anything bad, so why did I become a dog official? Hehe, a tiger doesn’t show his power. You think I am a sick cat. I am a great leader, and I am also a level of existence with Deng Shichang, who has been famous for all ages.

Wang Zhenyu thought about it while looking at the stubborn man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The more he looked at him, the more he felt disliked.

"A bastard, you have any reason to force yourself to buy and sell. As a soldier, don't you know the military rules? Are you not convinced? Do you believe it or not, I will shoot you now."

Although Song Haomin was young, he was quite knowledgeable. When he saw Lord Guan Dai's eyes rolling up and down in his eye sockets, he understood that Lord Guan Dai was not bluffing people, but was really murderous.

In horror, he lowered his body and nimblely got rid of his guards to control him. He stepped forward and knelt down and hugged Wang Zhenyu's legs. No matter how the guards pulled him, he would not let go. He cried: "Wang Guandai, you always hear from the young people that the young people really have no choice. The young brother Song Haoran is also in our shed, but he got a very serious illness two days ago, and he was cold and hot. The young people didn't know what to do. Now the move was carried by Brother Zhao. There was no military doctor in our camp and wanted to spend money to send him to the hospital. However, since August, the young people have never received any salary, and the young people have no choice. There is a memorial to the third brother who said that he could get healed by eating a few stewed hens, and the young people have no choice. Please let Brother Zhao go, the young people are willing to die."

The crowd of onlookers immediately started to talk. Some said that these soldiers were actually quite pitiful, and some said that officials really didn't regard them as soldiers. Anyway, the sound was not loud, and Wang Zhenyu could hear them.

The problem was originally with them, such as the "dog officials". Wang Zhenyu suddenly blushed. He said embarrassedly: "Hehe, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why didn't you find the captain in the team to do this forced buying and selling?"

Song Haomin's eyes turned: You didn't ask? You took us straight up. How could we have the chance to speak?
Chapter completed!