Fifty flintlock gunmen quickly approached the small group of people, surrounded the small group of corpses, and carefully inspected them. Suddenly, the pile of corpses moved, stretched out a hand from it, and then a guy with blood on his face appeared.

Looking at a circle of Mingbing with a bad expression staring at him, Ma Wendong's mind was blank at first, and then endless fear swept his heart. He was heartless, but heartless was also afraid of death. He obviously realized something, so he shouted loudly, raised the gun in his hand to look at the Ming army, and shouted "Don't come over" and other words.

Several soldiers who had loaded ammunition immediately raised their guns toward him, and were still on guard at first, but looking at the extinguished fire rope and the trembling body of this guy, you know that this is a typical external force and medium hard work.

Chen Long was pushing everyone away and walked over. He saw Ma Wendong, who was slapped all over, holding a gun to scare the Ming army around him. He looked at his fuse, and Chen Long sneered on his face.

It’s really worth killing him, a soldier! It’s really worth killing so many villagers, so many young, women and children!

Liu Xiaoliu followed Chen Long, holding the rake's hand trembling constantly because of anger.

"Sir, this is the one that Ma Wendong deserves to be killed!"

Chen Longzheng nodded.

"You are Ma Wendong?"

Chen Long asked a question.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why do you want to harm me?!"

Ma Wendong yelled fiercely while beating.

"I am the general officer of the Myanmar in Shizhen. Chen Longzheng, the foreign counselor of Zhennan Hou Mansion under the command of Zhennan Hou Xiao Ruxun, came to pick up the people of the Ming Dynasty in Luzon. Ma Wendong, you are so brave. You dare to disobey the orders of the Hou Mansion and intercept the people of the Ming Dynasty privately, and dare to slaughter the people of the Ming Dynasty at will. As the people of the Ming Dynasty, do you know what crimes you have committed?"

Ma Wendong looked at Chen Longzheng's overly young face and suddenly burst into laughter.

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Chen Longzheng shouted in anger: "Even so, why did you slaughter your compatriots? Whether you think you are a citizen of the Ming Dynasty or not, you are from the Ming Dynasty, and you and these fellow villagers are suitable for your compatriots! Why do you take this harsh action? Even the young children who are slaughtered, how can you bear it?!"

"Haha, how can you scholars understand how difficult it is to survive like this! I have suffered so much and how long have you struggled to make a living when you have reached this point today! How can you masters from a wealthy family understand?! You will take away my life with a command of the summons. Without these people, I will have no way to survive and the whole family will have no way to survive! What do you think I will do?!"

"This is not the reason for you to slaughter hundreds of people. You are so conscientious that you will not let go of the young children or the old people in your sixties. No matter you have thousands of reasons, you cannot escape punishment. My father is also from poverty. When I was young, I suffered all the hardships. I still persisted in studying hard. In the end, I changed my destiny to the heavens. Only today can I have the most troubles. No matter what you say, you have no reason to escape from sin. Even if I agree, the hundreds of fathers who died tragically will never agree!"

Chen Long was glaring at the sky, suddenly waved his hand blade, stepped forward a few steps, and a flash of sword light, but when he heard Ma Wendong howl, he saw his left arm being cut off from below his elbow and the gun in his hand fell to the ground, several soldiers immediately stepped forward to control it.

Chen Longzheng suddenly showed this move, which made many soldiers look at him differently. Chen Long was a standard Ming scholar with the halo of a scholar on his body, which was originally awe of the soldiers. Now he not only ate, lived, shared joys and sorrows with the soldiers, but also participated in the exhibition together. His gunshot skills were accurate, and even his sword skills were excellent, and they were extremely sharp. They didn't notice that Ma Wendong's left arm had been broken.

Who said that scholars cannot resist their shoulders and cannot hold them up? We, Mr. Xiao, only three scholars, can all go to the battlefield. Yuan Huang will not say that, but followed Mr. Xiao to fight Japan and Myanmar early. As a planner, Mr. Xiao was indispensable right-hand man.

Yuan Yan also brought the police to suppress the bandits. His mother was a bandit of unknown origin, which turned the market west of Yangon City upside down and entrenched on an island. Yuan Yan did not let the navy go out, but took the police to the island in a boat. He fought bloody days and night, and came back with hundreds of bloody heads. From then on, there were no people around Yangon City who disobeyed his orders.

Now the only one who looks like Chen Longzheng is good at swordsmanship, and his marksmanship is extremely accurate, and he can lead troops to fight. What should I say? He really doesn’t show his appearance! Mr. Xiao is really accurate in judging people!

If Xiao Ruxun knew, he could only smile bitterly. It’s not that I can see people accurately, but that only these three people can see them. Other scholars don’t follow me at all! Send people to invite some young scholars to the Marquis’ Mansion to be staff members, and they all ignore them. What are the solutions?

However, the latest news is that a group of poor old scholars with an average age of more than 100 people, with an average age of over 60, have followed his fleet to Myanmar. It is said that they could not make ends meet in the Ming Dynasty and planned to make a living in Myanmar. Xiao Ruxun planned to let these more than 100 old scholars teach Myanmar soldiers and people to read and start a literacy campaign.

If you don’t teach poetry, books and etiquette, just teach literacy. For the army and ordinary people, literacy is enough. Xiao Ruxun has other ideas for something deeper.

Looking at Ma Wendong who was screaming endlessly, Chen Long sighed and said intimately why not do this. He shook his head and asked Liu Xiaoliu to take people to various places to find the elders and fellow villagers. Liu Xiaoliu called out the elders and fellow villagers hidden in the cave.

At first they suspected that this was Ma Wendong's plan. After a few brave people came out to take a risk, they confirmed that Ma Wendong was really finished.

Looking at the miserable Ma Wendong, the anger of the dark people was uncontrollable. Chen Longzheng also knew that these people needed to vent their anger, so he decisively handed over Ma Wendong to them. At the suggestion of some old people, they decided to use an ancient local Philippine punishment to deal with Ma Wendong.

Stone!

When Ma Wendong heard these two words, he suddenly shouted in horror. This made Chen Longzheng very curious about what this stone was that made Ma Wendong, a disgraceful bastard, so scared. After reading it, he realized that this was really a terrifying punishment.

He tied up the man and hung it on a rock, and the villagers looked at him with fiery eyes, holding stones of different sizes in his hands, smashing them one by one at a time until he was killed. This kind of pain and fear is probably comparable to Lingchi.

But no one expressed mercy. Chen Longzheng silently said that he would repay kindness with virtue and be honest and repay grievances without saying a word.

Ma Wendong was smashed to death like this.
Chapter completed!