The Record of Righteousness

As soon as the voice fell, Wan Qing waved his hand, and his bandit-like officers and soldiers were about to take down the prefect Huang Zunzhu.

Most of the officers and soldiers from Huai'an Prefecture were at a loss for a moment when they saw that the eunuch of the East Factory had captured their own prefect.

But the prefect always had a few trusted officers who shouted and drew their swords to resist.

"If you don't listen to me, you will be defying the East Factory! If you defy the East Factory, you will be against the emperor!!"

"In this case, there is no need for us to be polite when dealing with the traitors!"

But Wan Qing laughed grimly, shook his right hand, pulled out several tiny silver needles, and gently swung his sleeves. There were only a few "dang" sounds, and the trusted officers were unable to react in time, and the blades in their hands were bounced off.

Then Wan Qing's figure flashed in an instant, and he attacked like lightning from the gap between many soldiers.

The leading officer was shocked and raised his arm to block.

Unexpectedly, Wan Qing grabbed his forearm with his magic hand like thunder, and twisted his wrist, and heard two crisp "crackling" sounds like firecrackers, accompanied by the scream, all the way to the shoulder.

Immediately, Wan Qing withdrew his arm, waved his two palms calmly, and three fingers formed claws, pinching the officer's throat.

He pinched the throat of another officer with another hand, and a ruthless look surged in his eyes. His hands contracted, and he saw two bloody organs like fruit cores were caught in his hands.

The two trusted officers covered their necks with blood gushing out with their big hands, and fell to the ground with a "haha".

But they were killed instantly by the eunuch.

In addition, Wan Qing did not even look at the remaining three or five trusted officials of Huang Zhifu, and withdrew his hand and threw out a few silver needles, "pu pu" twice, hitting a ball of blood on the heads of those people, and they fell to the ground and died one after another.

"We still need to see who the rebels are."

Sweeping by Wan Qing's cold eyes, the rest of the Huai'an army were like frightened birds. Seeing that this eunuch's martial arts were higher than the sky, they didn't even think of resisting.

Wan Qing took out his handkerchief without caring, wiped the blood on his hand randomly, and said in a sharp voice:

"Huang Zhifu failed to control his subordinates and let the White Lotus spies infiltrate the army. It's really wrong."

"Whether the prefect did it intentionally or unintentionally, we need to make a decision after the East Factory interrogated him."

"Today, we will clear out the pests hiding in the dark for the court. The prefect doesn't need to thank you."

"You... "

"I am innocent!"

"Come on, tie up this prefect!"

At this time, Huang Zunzhu's face was pale and he fell to the ground.

If it is really discovered that he has traded with those southern merchants, and the tribute given by the head of Gaoliu Town, then it will probably not only be a capital crime.

He was originally an official who was supposed to suppress bandits, but now he was suppressed by the "bandits". He pretended to be calm and was tied up by the Shandong officers and soldiers who looked like bandits.

Gaoliu Town was burned and killed, and only a hundred old and young women and children were left at this time, all crying and trembling under the guard of soldiers.

Li Guodong asked if these people should be kept?

Wan Qing glanced at the group of old and weak not far away, frowned, and waved his hand impatiently, which had already decided their fate.

"Do you still need to ask about such a small matter?"

"Why keep these old and weak rebels? Just kill them. If they cause trouble again in the future, will you take care of them?"

"Yes, yes," Li Guodong nodded and promised.

Then he gestured to a leader among the soldiers, who nodded in understanding and asked the soldiers to pick up their swords and guns and stab and chop at the same time.

For a while, wailing and screaming were endless, and gradually subsided after three incense sticks.

Li Guodong led his soldiers to turn over the mountain of corpses again, and killed a few fish that pretended to be dead. Then the crowd took Huang Zunzhu and his thousand soldiers and marched towards Huai'an Prefecture City.

On the way, Wan Qing rode the horse that originally belonged to Huang Zunzhu. His face was indifferent, but his heart was full of joy. He felt that it was God's will to meet Huang Zunzhu this time.

Huang Zunzhu, Huang Zunzhu, God has let you fall into our hands, and we will make you unable to live or die!

But along the way, he was slowly thinking about how to torture this Huang

. . .

Let's talk about the two major forces in Jinan City at the moment.

Since the Kun River in Qingzhou burst its banks, the water of the Kun River has continued to spread, swallowing up hundreds of thousands of houses, drowning countless cattle and sheep, and covering thousands of hectares of fertile land, making it impossible to cultivate. The White Lotus Sect's granary base camp was completely destroyed.

This was only the first few days after the Kun River burst its banks, and the water flow in the river remained unabated, still pouring on the earth all the time, day and night.

The flood was centered in Qingzhou and continued to spread to the surrounding areas.

And Qingzhou has only more than 500,000 people, and it is unknown how many people were drowned.

It is only known that more than 200,000 people have suffered from the ravages of the flood, leaving their homes and embarking on the journey of escaping the disaster with their families.

When this group of refugees fled to Jinan, most of them died on the way, and only less than 100,000 people entered Jinan to make a living.

But they could not have predicted that the flood destroyed the world so quickly.

Before they set foot in Jinan, the flood had already arrived in Jinan, destroying the heaven and earth. When they arrived, they found that the place where people had said they could survive was exactly the same as their devastated hometown.

They had nowhere to go, so they could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward, hoping that the merciful Mother of No Life would give them a way to survive.

At this time, the walls of Jinan were filled with refugees, and there were ankle-deep mud puddles under their feet.

This was the point that the White Lotus Saint and Heba Yue of the Taishan Sect were arguing about.

Heba Yue felt that this was a good time to open the warehouse and release grain to win the hearts of the people. At the same time, he called on his disciples to control the water and eliminate the flood.

However, the two thousand disciples he called on found that Qingzhou had turned into a vast ocean when they arrived in Qingzhou. The water flooded the houses and they could not cross it at all. The flood was still spreading to other states.

The White Lotus Saint guessed that the Kun River bursting was not accidental, and it must have been the work of Mingting!

If the refugees were given grain, it would be exactly what Mingting wanted!

Now Qingzhou was engulfed by the flood, their grain production base was completely destroyed, and there was no news of the grain transported from the southern trade route.

The Saint therefore made a big move and ordered the prefectures not to provide any refugees with aid. If there was any disobedience, the heads of the garrisons of the states would be held accountable. Any refugees who attempted to enter the city would be killed without mercy!

More than 5,000 White Lotus infantrymen were immediately sent out of the city to massacre the refugees, hoping to drive them out of Shandong. It would be best to push these burdens to Ming Ting.

Those refugees were short of food and water, and could not even stand steadily. More than 10,000 people were massacred by the White Lotus Sect, and the remaining tens of thousands of refugees were scattered and fled in four directions.

Heba Yue was furious when he heard the news, and he believed that this woman was deliberately destroying his plan to develop Shandong. The two argued from dusk to late at night.

Different from Heba Yue's strategic vision of "accumulating food and slowly claiming the throne".

The right protector Mo Qingqiu proposed to the saint that it was advisable to gather troops and continue to attack in one go, which would surely be fruitful.

In this way, the two argued endlessly.

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