Ming Zuo

Chapter 159 Finding Someone
It is gratifying to have caught Li Sizhong, but Fan Wencheng is the person Zuo Menggeng misses the most.

Who made this guy so famous in later generations, it made countless people gnash their teeth, wishing to eat his flesh alive.

But seeing that the battle in the city was coming to an end, there was still no trace of Fan Wencheng.

"Will it run away?"

Facing Liu Yiyuan's speculation, Zuo Menggeng was very firm.

"At present, Li Sizhong is blocked from the west, and there is no movement from the south and north, which means that Fan Wencheng must still be in the city."

Zuo Menggeng was very confident in his arrangement, he didn't believe that Fan Wencheng could fly.

The only possibility is that Fan Wencheng must be hiding somewhere in the city.In other words, someone in the city covered him.

Reminiscent of the fact that there have been internal responses along the way since the late Jin entered the bandits, Zuo Menggeng thinks this is the most likely possibility.

"Take your men and interrogate the prisoners. You must get news from Fan Wencheng."

Zuo Menggeng handed over the task to Zuo Fu.

Although Fan Wencheng is only a student now, but in Zunhua City, he is one of the three chief officials. I believe that some prisoners will know his whereabouts.

Zuo Fu went immediately.

Zuo Menggeng found Huang Zongxi again, and ordered: "Now Zunhua is occupied by us, but we don't know how long we can stay here. Your Military Affairs Department immediately took action, counted the captured, counted the results of the battle, and then cooperated with the General Logistics Team to carry out Material transfer."

Since Zunhua has concentrated the materials looted by the Tartars, the harvest from this battle must be very rich.

Wealth must not be left to Houjin, so it must be transported away quickly.

Huang Zongxi knew that the matter was of great importance, so he hurriedly went to Zhang Yan, and started the hasty counting work.

"Qianzuo, we found the common people captured by the Tartars, there are thousands of people, what a tragedy!"

A soldier came to report the situation, which made Zuo Menggeng worried and wanted to go over to check.

Zuo Hua kicked Li Sizhong and asked, "Qianzuo, what should I do with this guy?"

Zuo Menggeng's voice remained in the air.

"Take it."

Since Houjin entered the bandits, the battle continued for more than a month. In addition to attacking the city and capturing land, many people were indeed captured.

Population is very important to Houjin.

In Zunhua City, there are thousands of them.

In fact, this is still the early days, and the main purpose of Hou Jin is still in combat.After February, they will start to consciously plunder the population, causing more people to suffer.

The place where the people were detained was in the west of the city. It was not a residence at all, but a dirty and smelly barn.

The people were tied together one by one, and thrown on the ground casually, with the feces and urine of cattle, horses and sheep under their bodies.

Thousands of people huddled together and endured the severe cold, many of them even froze to death.

Obviously, the Tartars would not see them as human beings.

When Zuo Menggeng arrived, Zuo Yong had already organized soldiers to untie the people and carried away the dead.

Thousands of people stood there numbly, neither crying nor making noise, neither sad nor happy.His eyes were empty and his expression was frozen.I can't feel hot or cold, and I can't feel the meaning of life.

Seeing Zuo Menggeng coming over, Zuo Yong managed to stop his tears.

"Qianzuo, these Tartars are nothing like beasts. Look, how pitiful these people are."

Zuo Menggeng's heart was also on fire. Seeing this scene, he wished to kill all the Tartars.

But the numbness of the people made him angry and he didn't know how to let it out.

Facing a group of people who have lost their souls, it seems that no matter what they say or do, it is superfluous.

When the people become rotten wood, it will make you feel powerless out of thin air.

Zuo Menggeng wanted to do something and say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Just when he was trying to warn himself that he needed to calm down, there was a sudden noise in the distance, and then a soldier rushed to his eyes.

"Qianzuo, the brigade is on the way, we found some women."

Zuo Menggeng and Zuo Yong rushed over.

Compared with the common people who were locked in the cowshed and horse stables, the women were locked in the house, and they seemed to be treated better.

But when he got closer and saw the actual situation, Zuo Menggeng deeply understood what war meant to women.

Several large rooms are full of women.They don't have a thread on their bodies, and they don't know how much abuse they have suffered.

When the door was pushed open, they backed away desperately, and the desperate howling stimulated people to go crazy.

"Tell everyone not to enter the house."

Zuo Menggeng also backed out, turned his back, not daring to face this human tragedy.

Zuo Yong thought a step faster, and ordered: "Go and collect the clothes, bring them all."

Not long after, all the messy clothes and materials were delivered.Zuo Menggeng and Zuo Yong asked the soldiers to throw these things in through the door.

"We are the officers and soldiers, here to rescue you. Put on your clothes, come out."

After more than an hour, the women in the room came out one after another.

Hundreds of women, dressed in random clothes, lowered their heads one after another, so messy that they couldn't see their original appearance.

Seeing the officers and soldiers, Yu Sheng's sobs gradually spread, causing the soldiers' eyes to turn red.I believe that if the Tartars appeared in front of them at this time, no matter how many troops there were, these fighters would dare to go up and fight for their lives.

The originally numb people over there immediately became agitated when they saw the rescued woman here.

"Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, is that you?"

"Miss, are you still alive?"

Soon, the two groups of people mixed together, looking for their relatives.

When they found it, they hugged each other and cried and laughed.If he couldn't find it, he collapsed on the ground and wailed in despair.

It seems that these people are not really numb, but just desperate for their own experience.

When concerns arise, they are still flesh and blood people.

The joys and sorrows in the world are the most unseen.

Fortunately, Zuo Fu who came running up revived Zuo Menggeng.

"Qianzuo, we found a clue. A prisoner confessed that Fan Wencheng had a close relationship with the Fanjia rice store in the city."

"Fan's rice shop?"

Of course, Zuo Fu would not come to report without knowing the situation.

"It's a businessman from Shanxi, surnamed Fan, who is very powerful here. After the Tartars entered the city, many families were destroyed, but this Fan's rice shop was safe and sound."

Shanxi businessman, surnamed Fan...

Zuo Menggeng knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

"Surround this rice store."

When Zuo Menggeng arrived, the rice shop had already been gathered together, at least thirty or so people.One of the shopkeepers is still getting close to Bai Xiaoqi.

"Master, we are all merchants. We have suffered a lot when the Tartars entered the city. Why do you treat us like this?"

Pointing at this person with the point of Bai Xiaoqi's knife, he shouted: "Go back and stand still, if you dare to make noise again, your head will be cut off."

The shopkeeper's Yi Ran was fearless, hehe sneered.

"Look at you, but you are just a mere general. Do you know who is the owner of our firm? Not to mention you, even the chief soldier and general will not dare to make mistakes when they see my master. If you don't give an explanation today, we will It's not over."

As soon as the words fell, a huge force came from behind, and his whole body was kicked out, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The rest of the people waited and made noise for a while, but the gleaming bayonets forced them from all sides, so they had to endure it.

Zuo Fu and Zuo Yong protected Zuo Menggeng and came to the front.

There were about thirty people in this rice shop, if nothing else happened, Fan Wencheng must be hiding in it.

But Zuo Menggeng didn't know much about Fan Wencheng's information, and at a glance, he couldn't tell which was which.

But he also has a way, he pointed at five guys who looked like guys, and ordered the soldiers to kneel on the ground.

"Who is Fan Wencheng?"

Zuo Menggeng asked these five people.

The five fellows trembled, some of them changed color, but no one answered.

Prefer not to say?
Then it goes without saying.

With a wave of Zuo Menggeng's hand, the bayonet fell, and five lives were killed on the spot.

The rest of the people shouted one after another, all terrified.

Zuo Menggeng was not afraid of killing the wrong one.

Fan Wencheng's age should be at least in his thirties.And the buddies he called out were all young people in their teens.

He casually ordered five more people, and knelt down next to the five people who died just now.

"Who is Fan Wencheng?"

There was still a silence.

Zuo Menggeng didn't even blink his eyes, and dropped his hand again.

Seeing the gleaming bayonet approaching him, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.

A skinny guy suddenly pointed at someone in the crowd and shouted, "He's Fan Wencheng...he's Fan Wencheng...don't kill me, he's Fan Wencheng!"

The shopkeeper immediately went limp, without the arrogance he had just now.

Without Zuo Menggeng's orders, two soldiers immediately rushed up, dragged a fair-faced guy out of the crowd, and threw him to the ground.

The man stumbled, but his expression remained the same. With a cold snort, Shi Shi suddenly stood up, rather arrogantly.

　Thank you Wei Ai Qinger for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)