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"So, are you reluctant to hand over the servant guards in your hands to help the government guard the city together?"

Pan Ruzhen's eyes became colder, but he did not get angry immediately, but said slowly with a sarcastic look on his face.

"I want to tell you something that happened two months ago. Two months ago, the bandits surrounded Anqing Prefecture. The prefect Wang Jinguo summoned almost all the wealthy gentry and wealthy families in Anqing Prefecture to raise 100,000 taels of silver and recruit warriors to defend the city with a large amount of money. However, the wealthy gentry and wealthy families led by a shopkeeper named Bai thought that 100,000 taels were too much, and they could only pay 20,000 taels at most, and they also started bargaining with the prefect Wang, hahaha..."

Speaking of this, Pan Ruzhen laughed, but his tone became sarcastic, "This is not the most important thing. What is most infuriating is that after a day, the 20,000 taels of silver promised by those people only received 4,000 taels of silver, and the remaining 16,000 taels of silver will need to wait for a few more days.

Seeing that the bandits were about to enter at any time, those people were still holding on to the money.

Without enough money to recruit and reward the warriors in the city, the morale in the city plummeted. Wang Jinguo had no choice but to go up to the city and guard the city with the garrison Wang Quan. In the end, the two died on the wall together.

After the bandits captured Anqing Mansion, all the money hidden by the rich gentry who were unwilling to pay for the money was cheaper than the bandits, and they also ended up being in a different place. Let’s talk about it, are these people ridiculous? Hahaha…”

Pan Ruzhen smiled particularly loudly, but the faces of Ren Gong and Xu Yuanwai became ugly.

Although they had known the failure of Anqing Mansion for a long time, they were not so clear about what happened at that time. After Pan Ruzhen said this, he was simply slapping them in the face.

"Look, those idiots are reluctant to give up so much money. As a result, not only did the money accumulated by their families for generations be cheaper, but the whole family was killed by the bandits. Is there anyone who is even stupider than these people in this world?"

Mr. Xu was still a little unwilling to give up and struggled and said, "Governor, don't mess with us. Now, Hangzhou Prefecture not only has 5,000 defenders, but also 1,500 Fubiao camps. No matter how powerful the bandits are, they can't fight in, right?"

Pan Ruzhen looked at him squintedly and sneered, "The gentry in Anqing Mansion seemed to have told Wang Jinguo this way. Now their bones are still gnawed by wild dogs in the mass grave."

"this……"

Mr. Xu's face turned pale. Chinese people valued the fact that they were buried in the soil to return to their roots. They were afraid that if they could not be buried in the ancestral tomb after death, the tablets could not be entered into the ancestral hall.

What's more, the body was thrown into a mass grave, and it would turn into a lonely ghost and would be scattered at any time. Such a way of death would be a disaster.

Of course, this view seems nonsense to later generations, but isn’t it these traditions that the Chinese nation can last for thousands of years?

Ren Gong's face was also very bad, so they naturally knew very well. With Pan Ruzhen's current status, there was no need to deceive them with such lies. In this way, this matter must be true.

Seeing that the two of them were still pondering, Pan Ruzhen added fire.

"I know that the family guards you and others are all your thugs, and you are very loyal to you. You are reluctant to send them to the city wall to die, but you must remember that in the face of the fierce army of bandits, there are not enough people. If you don't want the family business passed down by our ancestors to be taken away by the bandits, you have to sacrifice your life to fight them, otherwise you will sooner or later end up like fools in Anqing Mansion."

Pan Ruzhen had already said this, and Ren Gong and Xu Yuanwai could only nod their heads slowly: "Since the governor said that, Cao Min will call everyone to have a meeting after he returns, discuss it, and then give him an explanation."

Pan Ruzhen said lightly: "I don't want any explanation. What I want is people, and people who can cooperate with the officers and soldiers to fight with Fubiao Camp. If I can't see these people at the gate of Fubiao Camp before sunset tomorrow, don't blame Benfu for taking people to invite them in person!"

"boom……"

Pan Ruzhen's words were like throwing a ten thousand enemies in a pavilion. Both Ren Gong and Xu Yuanwai were confused. Are this guy who made ruthless words still familiar with the governor of Zhejiang? This is simply a cruel official!

Ignoring the two shocked people, Pan Ruzhen's cold voice continued: "Ben Fu is not afraid of saying ugly words in front of you. If Hangzhou Prefecture is captured by bandits, Ben Fu will naturally live and die with Hangzhou Prefecture, but Ben Fu doesn't mind sending those who are dragging them down for a ride before he dies."

Facing the murderous Pan Ruzhen, Ren Gong and Xu Yuanwai were silent.

When choosing between survival and death, I believe that as long as people with IQ online know how to do it.

There was no need for the next day. In the evening of that day, the gentry and salt merchants sent their servants and guards to the door of Fubiao Camp. Pan Ruzhen ordered people to count the total of more than 3,800 of these people.

When Pan Ruzhen heard the number of people counted below, he couldn't help but be shocked. This was a very powerful force. Unexpectedly, those salt merchants who usually kept silent, actually hid such a powerful force in Jiangnan in their hands. They really didn't know how to see it.

After adding such a powerful armed force out of thin air, Pan Ruzhen's confidence in defending Hangzhou Prefecture became even greater. In his opinion, even if the bandits attacked with all their might, with the city guards, Fubiao Camp and the power of the guards, Hangzhou City could last for several months even if it was attacked by the bandits ten times the force.

On a small road, seven or eight bandits moved carefully along the road. When they walked around a bend, a sound of muskets suddenly sounded.

"Bump..."

As the sound of muskets sounded, the bandits fell to the ground in a confused look, their eyes full of disbelief.

When the white smoke dissipated, more than a dozen Jiangning soldiers wearing green uniforms and holding brown besie guns emerged from the woods. These people skillfully plundered the dead bandits and then quickly evacuated. The whole process took less than a quarter of an hour.

This scenario is not an isolated case, but continues to happen around Huizhou Prefecture. In just a few days, hundreds of bandits fell under the Brown Beth musket.

"We can't continue like this. We have more than 200 brothers who can't come back in the past two days alone!"

A brigade knelt in front of Li Yan and cried.

"Military advisor, if this continues, our spy will die."
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