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Chapter 125

When Luo Cheng led a large group of troops to the foot of the mountain, the scouts had already entered the gathering hall of the thieves and bandits.

Although several leaders in the hall fought back, they were all half drunk, so they were not opponents of the scout veterans.

"Kill seven, and the rest are scared and seek surrender."

The empty field in front of the Juyi Hall in the village was originally drying millet, but at this time there were people kneeling.

The remaining twenty-nine of the thirty-six heroes were all kneeling here. Although more than a hundred men, women, young and old in the village had just been hiding in their thatched huts, they were driven out to kneel there now.

The head of the scout team was Zhao Gui, who stood on the court with scar face.

"Of these people, the thief leader was a deserter, and he had two skills. However, after being drunk, I was cut down with one knife. The rest were solved in just a few seconds, and the rest were kneeling down and begging for surrender."

Luo Cheng's eyes swept over the men, women, young and old who were kneeling on the ground. To be honest, these people were actually no different from the villagers of Luo Cheng's Nanshan Village. They were dressed in rags, their clothes were patched, and their noodles were pale.

"Why keep it? I cut it all. Take it back to repay the merits." A veteran said.

The scout team coach Queya Lao Liu smiled and said, "Our chief lieutenant doesn't like killing people randomly. Let's listen to the chief lieutenant's decision."

There are many rewards for the head-level merits in the army. Because the head-level merits are heavy, the army likes to behead. Compared with capturing, charging, and jumping, beheading is an individual merit. There are also many beheadings, and the collective merits are also rewarded.

However, Luo Cheng does not like to kill people randomly.

It’s a good life. Since you have put down your weapons, there is no need to kill them again. Even if you are a slave, it is more useful than dead people.

"Killing prisoners is ominous."

Luo Cheng can only use this reason to convince everyone.

As for his heart, he felt that human life was still more important. Even if they became bandits and occupied mountains and became kings, if they were at war, he would not relax, but since the battle was over, it would be another matter.

What's more, human life is not only precious, but also an important resource.

Slaves were prevalent in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and a large number of them were from prisoners of war.

"It's too cheap for them not to kill them. You can't just let them go like that, right?"

"Cut off one of their left dogs as a certificate of merit." Zhang Zhang suggested that he had only one ear himself, so when he was in war, he liked to cut other people's ears.

It is said that once, he followed Zhang Xutuo to quell the chaos in the southwest. After the war, he cleaned the battlefield. He brought back a bag of ears, and there were hundreds of them.

"Shixin, go and stolen."

Lao Zhang called Luo Shixin over. Because he saw the qualifications of the Sergeant Xin, Lao Zhang had accepted Shixin as his disciple before and taught iron gun fighting skills.

Shi Xin came to the people, looked at Lao Zhang, and looked at Luo Cheng again.

"What do you think? Let's cut. In the army, you should pay attention to courage and strength. It's not possible to not see blood, but martial arts alone are not enough. You are still the leader of the team now. If you want your subordinates to subdue you, you have to show off. You are short and young, and many people are secretly dissatisfied. Now, in front of everyone, cut off one of the twenty-nine bandits' ears and let them see your courage!"

Originally, Luo Cheng wanted to stop Lao Zhang, but after hearing what he said, he felt that it made some sense.

Shixin is a little more honest and young, and now he is really not easy to take on with the Big Shield Flying Gun Team. After all, the members of the Big Shield Flying Gun Team are all tall and strong people. Shixin is standing in front of them, which looks a bit like a mouse standing in front of them.

"Go!"

When Shi Xin saw that Luo Cheng also asked him to cut him, he did not hesitate anymore.

"oh."

He pulled out the sharp knives from his legs and walked to the guys who were kneeling on the ground, "I will be quick, not hurt very much."

The bandits were scared to death. Several old bandits were killed just now. The remaining surrenders were those who joined the gang later, and they were just as brave and courageous.

Looking at the bright short sharp knife like a cow's ear, I was scared to pee.

Someone wants to escape.

An old man Zhang snorted coldly, "Those who dare to resist will be killed!"

This sentence is full of murderous intent.

Suddenly, the people were so scared that they dared not move.

Luo Shixin walked up to a guy, held his left ear with one hand, held a knife with his right hand, and slashed hard, and the ear was cut off immediately.

Blood gushed out, dyeing half of his face red.

"Stop howling, wrap it with a cloth yourself. You just have one ear missing, you can't die." Lao Zhang looked at the person who had no ear, but his face was terrible red, and there was even a flash of excitement in his eyes, which made Luo Cheng amazed. Why bother with this ear?

Luo Shixin cut one down and then walked towards the second person. He cut his ears and it was as relaxed as if he was cutting the grass that the cow ate, without any psychological burden. Luo Cheng was originally worried that Xiao Liu would resist, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

In a moment, all twenty-nine surrendered bandits were cut off one ear.

Twenty-nine bloody ears were thrown all over the floor, and a guy wanted to pick them up, but Lao Zhang glared at him again.

"This ear no longer belongs to you. It's mine now. Shixin. Put it in a bag and check it out for your brother-in-law to check it out later, and then take it back and cook it for me to cook it."

Luo Cheng felt chill in his heart.

Shi Xin just said oh again, and he really went to find a bag.

Many of the remaining more than 100 village residents have already been scared to pee.

"How did they make a comeback?"

Wang Ziming asked with a scroll in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

"These people were originally good people from the Sui Dynasty, but they just abandoned their hometowns and fled to hide. Now they are black households. They have registered them, and they are also registered as well as the fields they have reclaimed here."

Luo Cheng did not treat these poor people too much.

After all, this group of people said they were fleeing people, but in fact they were not all. They would occasionally follow the thieves to go down the mountain to help. This is true for people, and there is nothing really good or bad.

After staying in this lawless place for a long time, you will have another set of lifestyles and moral standards.

"First lock them in the prisoner camp, arrange them to work here every day, and convert this thief village into a supply soldier station. Those who work honestly will serve them two meals a day, those who work honestly will eat whips when they are hungry!"

As for how these people were arranged after the bandit suppression, Luo Cheng didn't care about it, and he had his own policies.

Now, he didn't treat these people as thieves and killed them all, chopped off his head but rewarded them. It was already very good.

There were several veterans just now, staring at these people's heads and making gestures.

The mountain village was captured, and the bandits died and the thieves and the villagers all became laborers.

As for the little property in the village, of course, there is no doubt that all of them were confiscated.

But what made Luo Cheng a little unhappy was that the scout team that broke through the mountain village had already scraped all the valuable things and hid them privately. After searching again, they did not find any valuable things, namely food, dried meat, etc., and then some broken thatched huts and rotten wooden tables.

It seems that this spoil is also a problem and needs to be mentioned carefully.

"Make a fire and make a meal, let's rest here today!" Luo Cheng issued the latest order, which attracted cheers from the auxiliary soldiers and soldiers.

It's still early, but who doesn't want to have more rest?
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