Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 23: Become famous in one battle
"The Begging Army Visited Here"

The captain of the fast squad thought to himself, where did these "green forest heroes" of the Beggar Army come from? He hadn't heard of them in all these years.

Gaojiazhuang has high walls and many people, so how could it be easily breached by thieves?
How could such a powerful "beggar army" remain silent for so many years?

The detectives surrounded him and went deep into Gaojiazhuang. A strong smell of blood hit their faces. There were bloodstains in front of the house, at the base of the wall, and on the roof. Corpses with miserable deaths filled the open space.

There were even several rows of dead bodies kneeling forward in an orderly manner. The blood that had flowed from the wounds to the ground had basically dried up, but the heads on the shoulders were missing.

At this time, the foreman discovered that several peasants who did not know the danger of life and death were still tampering with food in the village, and immediately ordered people to arrest them.

"How dare you, you thief, steal the property of a good family!"

A few unlucky guys had their newly collected grain bags snatched away and were slapped hard by the constables.

"The officer is innocent!"

The unlucky guy kowtowed and begged for mercy, claiming that he just heard that food was being distributed here, so he rushed here to get a bag, but he didn't expect to be too late and there was nothing left.

They begged the officer to let them go. After all, this year's summer harvest was not easy, and they were relying on this unexpected grain to get by.

"Bullshit! This is clearly the Gao family's food, what does it have to do with you?"

The constable who was speaking twisted the grain bag and gave a flattering smile to the squad leader. The latter nodded, and then he tied it around his belt with confidence.

Seeing the brothers of the strong squad disperse into the room, the fast squad leader also winked at the other constables, leaving only a few people behind, while the others immediately entered the house to search for the remaining "oil and water".

The squad leader turned his head and saw what seemed to be red words written on a wall. He took a few steps forward and saw that the words were written in blood.

"Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven. When the Jiashen year comes, the world will change. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill."

The seven shocking words "kill" seemed like blood stains that had not yet dried, and the red "paint" slowly flowed downwards, like an evil ghost crying blood.

The captain of the fast squad felt a chill in his heart and became inexplicably upset. "How many bandits broke into the village?"

"Ah?" The unlucky guys were slightly stunned.

"Seventh Master is asking you questions, and you are all speechless?!" The constable kicked them one by one.

The unlucky guy lowered his head in fear, rubbing his kicked butt from time to time, "We really didn't know. When we came here, there were only a few villagers left to get food. We really didn't know..."

The foreman lost his patience and looked down at the dirty appearance of those unfortunate guys, who looked like rotten vegetable leaves thrown on the roadside and only picked up by beggars.

"Take it."

At the squad leader's command, the constable next to him immediately understood, took out ropes and tied up the men.

"Sir, please spare us, we really don't know the truth!"

"You still dare to say you don't know?" The constable pointed to the grain bag at his waist. "We saw with our own eyes that you killed people and robbed people. The ground was littered with corpses. Now we have caught you red-handed. The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to deny it!"

"It's unfair! It's unfair! We are all good citizens. We don't have any weapons. Even if we want to break into the village and steal food, we can't."

The constable's eyes rolled, and he retreated dozens of steps based on his memory of entering the village, where he found a few wooden sticks and a blood-stained dagger. But when he raised his head, he saw a series of words written on the inner wall of a room that he could not understand.

"Zhu Ming is dead, a new dynasty should be established, overthrow Ming and destroy Qing, and the world will be blessed."

The constable returned with his weapon in hand, shouting, "Here is the murder weapon."

At this moment, a hapless person saw this and immediately became furious. Even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered. "We are honest and have done nothing wrong. What right do you have to slander our innocence and accuse us of colluding with thieves?"

"I said it was. What, you don't accept it?" The fast foreman turned his head away with contempt. The unfortunate man's wails, one louder than the other, rang in his ears. "You framed a good man and he deserved a bad death. I'm a villain, I'm innocent. Spare my life..."

"Noisy." The fast team leader frowned slightly and waved his hand casually, as if he was stepping on a few ants. "Take him away."

As the wailing cries faded away, a sudden scream came from the house, and the foreman hurriedly led his men to the direction of the sound.

As the foreman entered the room, he was nauseated by the pungent stench. The smell of blood mixed with the stench was like a broken knife rubbing against his stomach.

The constable continued to howl as he sat on the ground, his face filled with fear and his trembling right hand pointing towards the beam.

The captain looked up and saw a horrifying sight that no one would ever forget in their lifetime.

Nineteen heads were tied in parallel in mid-air, their eyes wide open, blood stains at the corners of their mouths, staring at the person who walked into the room as if they were still unable to close their eyes.

Seeing this wonder of Khorne, the foreman almost vomited out his meal today.

The heads hanging above his head were all familiar faces to him. Who else could it be but a member of the Gao family?

What kind of deep hatred do the "Beggar Army" and the Gao family have that they want to kill the Gao family and make them look like this?

This is not over yet.

On the wall of the room were written in large, bright words in blood: "Blood flows like a river, flowers fill the world", and on the opposite wall, "It's your turn next".

Especially the six words on this wall, as if they had transformed into countless arrows and knives without anyone noticing, flying towards the face of the fast squad leader at a rapid speed.

"what!"

The foreman couldn't help but scream, and his body's instinct could no longer be suppressed, and he vomited with a "wow".

He was vomiting while escaping from the crime scene which was like a den of devils. The constable next to him quickly handed the old man a kettle of water to rinse his mouth.

The fast team leader spat out something bitter, "It's your turn next", these six short words were still lingering in his mind, as if the spell whispered by the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons was deeply imprinted in his heart.

The quick squad leader looked around and found that many walls were written in blood.

The peasants couldn't see it because they only cared about the money and food on the land, while the fast and strong teams didn't care because most of them were illiterate and only wanted to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.

Only people like Kuaibantou, who have some connections in their family and studied in private schools for a few years when they were young, or who came from a wealthy family and had the spare time to read and write when they were young, can understand the blood words and the deep meaning behind the blood words and the Gao family tragedy.

And in this era of constant war, the ones who can understand the bloody words and not rush for those "leftovers" are people like the fast-paced leaders.

These words seemed to be what the thieves said openly to these people.

The foreman seemed to see thieves writing blood words on the wall and shouting them arrogantly towards the sky.

"You're next!"

The thief is provoking!
In the past, the fast team leader would get angry when faced with provocation. However, this time, although he understood the provocation, he did not dare to have any intention of resistance, and even wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

After the brothers had looted for a while, the foreman hurried back to the yamen to report without even asking about the "quota of loot distribution".

The tragic situation in Gaojiazhuang and the bloody words with a slightly "artistic" color were also reported to the officials of the county government one by one.

The "Beggar Army" became famous overnight.

(End of this chapter)