Faced with the brutal "search" of the Fifty-third Flag Regiment, the people of Austin who survived the war were once again severely damaged. The barbaric soldiers robbed shops and attacked the homes of civilians. The young and beautiful women became the prey of the soldiers. The whole city shivered in the violent rage of the barbarian soldiers.

When Lin Chuan entered this city that had been away for less than a few days, he could hardly believe his eyes when he saw it. Groups of soldiers on the streets were plundering in large and small bags, and countless corpses of residents were lying across the streets. If it weren't for the martial law soldiers at the intersection, Lin Chuan even thought Austin had been captured by the enemy.

"Bang!" A young woman's body rolled from the attic to the front of the Linchuan Cavalry Team. The young woman was covered in scars and had no breath.

Lin Chuan looked up at the attic, and the laughter of soldiers came from inside.

"Go up and catch these beasts!" Lin Chuan's face was gloomy and terrible, and his voice was filled with anger.

He did not expect that the military discipline of the soldiers of the 53rd Banner Regiment would be so corrupted. As a Nanchuan soldier, he was ashamed of his colleagues' behavior in broad daylight!

The Guard Thunderstorm waved his hand, and more than a dozen guard soldiers, like wolves and tigers, rushed to the attic and pulled down four Nanchuan soldiers who had snatched a large amount of finance.

The guards were angry and when these Nanchuan soldiers were escorted to Lin Chuan, their noses and faces were already swollen.

"Tell me, what are you doing?!" Lin Chuan suppressed the anger in his heart, leaned down, and asked the soldiers pressed to the ground with a stern expression.

"We - we are carrying out the operation of hunting the enemy." A soldier mustered up the courage to answer tremblingly in the face of Lin Chuan's questioning.

"Bang!" As soon as the soldier finished speaking, his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the walls on the street, and wailing in pain.

"Drill it all!" Lin Chuan was out of reach now and was extremely disappointed with the Fifty-Three Banners. Although the Fifty-Three Banners were not under his command, Lin Chuan has now decided to let them know the consequences of doing something wrong.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me-" The remaining three soldiers heard Lin Chuan's words and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, completely unlike the arrogance he had when he attacked the civilians just now.

But the military orders were like mountains, and Lin Chuan never thought of letting go of them. Lin Chuan hated such scum.

Thunderstorm held the battle axe and waved his face with a stern expression. The begging for mercy suddenly stopped, and three headless corpses were added on the long street.

More than a dozen soldiers from the Fifty-third Banner Regiment guarding the streets saw Lin Chuan killing people, and their expressions changed. Facing Lin Chuan's captivating gaze, they looked at each other and hurriedly ran to the distance.

"Beat, beat me! Military judge, right? I'm the military judge!" Before the blood was dry, Lin Chuan and the others had just walked less than fifty meters before they met their colleagues fighting each other.

More than a dozen military soldiers wearing red armbands were surrounded and beaten by dozens of Nanchuan soldiers. Under the punches and kicks, these military soldiers were bruised and swollen and in a mess.

Without Lin Chuan's anger, the thunderstorm was already riding his horse with a calm face, and the whip in his hand was squeezing out. The Nanchuan soldiers who were beating military soldiers suddenly screamed.

"Who dares to fight labor and capital!" An officer who was beaten was furious and reached out to grab the whip from Thunderstorm's hand. Thunderstorm snorted coldly and swung his iron fist, and the officer had been blown away.

Just as the thunderstorm beat the Nanchuan soldiers who beat the military soldiers, a large group of military soldiers rushed over under the leadership of the Junker Army judge.

Seeing the soldiers of military intelligence rushing towards them, the soldiers who saw the situation was not good scattered, leaving more than a dozen soldiers of military intelligence lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

The whole situation in Austin was chaotic. Junker asked Luo Yong for requests to rectify military discipline and was scolded. In the end, he could not help but take the military discipline soldiers to the streets to maintain military discipline. However, with Zhao He's support, the soldiers did not miss him as a military judge. Instead, many military discipline soldiers were beaten up in groups.

Junker saw the thunderstorm and Lin Chuan. As a military judge, he was not only unable to enforce military discipline, but was beaten instead. Junker was ashamed.

"Judge Junke of the Fifty-third Banner Army has seen the general." Junke quickly walked to Lin Chuan and stood attentively saluted.

"Old friend, we meet again." Lin Chuan didn't expect to see an old acquaintance here. Lin Chuan pointed to the scars on Junke's face and asked, "What's wrong with the wound on your face?"

Junker sighed heavily: "General, I am a coward, I can't even protect my own people. These are all attacks by soldiers who are in trouble."

Lin Chuan looked at the dozens of military soldiers behind Junke. They were in a mess, mostly covered in scars, bruised noses and swollen faces, and many of their black uniforms were torn to pieces, with big footprints on them.

"Junke, what's going on? Tell me in detail. Although this is the matter of your 53rd Banners, as the general of the Nanchuan Army, I think I can still help you a little." Seeing that my old friend was wronged, Lin Chuan wanted to help.

When Junke heard Lin Chuan's words, all his grievances suddenly surged like a fountain, telling the whole story of the matter in a scattered manner, and Lin Chuan felt angry.

"Don't you care about Luo Yong?" Lin Chuan asked.

Junke, the military judge, replied: "General, the person in charge of the 53rd Banner Regiment is not the leader of the Luo Banner Regiment, but the chief of staff Zhao He."

"Why is this?" Thunderstorm on the side asked in confusion.

According to the Nanchuan Army system, a flag regiment consists of a flag regiment commander, sergeant chief, chief of staff, military judge, deputy chief of the flag regiment. The 53rd flag regiment was actually put into power by a chief of staff, which is strange.

"This Zhao He is a clan member of the commander of the army General Zhao. Relying on the support of someone, the entire flag regiment was made in chaos." Jun Ke was so angry that he asked Lin Chuan: "This time, called search, is a totally open robbery. General, please stop their behavior for the sake of the people."

In fact, there is no need for Junker to ask, Lin Chuan is also preparing to intervene in this matter. After all, this search is to capture the enemy attacked and is related to himself.

"Don't worry, as a soldier in Nanchuan, I will not sit idly by." Lin Chuan agreed.

Although the 53rd Banner Regiment belongs to the Fourth Legion and does not fall under the jurisdiction of Lin Chuan, the Nanchuan Army was created by Lin Chuan and others. He has the responsibility and obligation to safeguard the honor and dignity of the Nanchuan Army, and the reputation of the Nanchuan Army cannot be corrupted!

"Tell the Sith to send troops to take over Austin!"

The Fifty-third Banner Regiment had 10,000 soldiers, so Lin Chuan was preparing to let the Sith bring people here in order to be safe.

"Thunderstorm, you will join the two infantry battalions in the city and guard the streets for me to prevent the situation from escalating. At the same time, you will send someone to order the Fifty-Three Banners to stop the chaos immediately. Those who do not obey orders will be killed on the spot!"

"As for orders, General!" Leistorm responded and rode away.

With Lin Chuan's order, Lin Chuan's guard battalion and the infantry battalion of the two guard warehouses began to operate. Teams of fully armed soldiers drove to the streets and began martial law.

The soldiers of the 53rd Banner Regiment who were snatching treasures suddenly discovered that there were many cold-faced soldiers around them. These people were murderous and heartbroken.

"Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!" At a street intersection, soldiers of the 53rd Banner Regiment were snatching a shop. Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside. They found that they were surrounded by murderous black-armored warriors.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we belong to the 53rd Banners." Seeing that it was a friendly army, someone hurriedly explained.

However, Lin Chuan's troops, who had already received the order, did not explain to them at all. The officer leading the team said coldly: "I know you are from the Fifty-Three Banners. Now put down your weapons and surrender immediately, otherwise, you will be killed without any consequences!"

As the officer leading the team waved his hand, the black-armored soldiers drew out their battle swords, and a sharp sword light flashed by. The looted soldiers were guilty and couldn't help but take a step back.
Chapter completed!