Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 67 You, a thief, will only make rice more expensive if you stay in this world

The neighbors all knew the reason for the "sufferer's" resentment -

His wife was forced by a captain and hanged herself the next day. The captain not only felt no guilt, but instead sent him to do dirty and tiring work, causing his young child to fall into a puddle and drown without anyone to take care of him.

The captain felt deeply offended and reported to him the list of people to be sent to the east to fight against the bandits a few days ago. Even if the government army won a great victory, he, a small soldier, might die in the battle.

Fortunately, he was lucky and had a long life. The beggars spared his life because they saw that he was a poor man.

He originally thought that the Beggar Army would be like other rebel armies, only killing a few domineering insects to satisfy the people, and then recruiting middle and lower-level officers and clerks to serve them.

I didn’t expect that the righteous soldiers would really practice “doing justice on behalf of heaven”!
No matter who is involved in the crime, as long as the public outrage is great, those who commit murders and major crimes must be tried in front of the people and in an upright manner!
There are many people like this suffering military household.

The whole family had to flee due to land annexation, and some relatives and brothers starved to death.

Those who were forced to sell their children and eventually themselves into slavery due to debt and ever-increasing taxes. Those who were bullied and oppressed by local thugs and tyrants. Those who were beaten and humiliated for no reason.

Faced with the "mutual protection" among the powerful and wealthy, these "untouchables" can only endure, endure with all their might, and endure until this life passes quietly.

But today, they finally don’t have to endure it anymore!

Those insects and lackeys who used to bully the people were tied together like slaves with hemp ropes into long lines.

"Captain Zhang, you old dog, you deserve this day! Hahahaha!"

Crazy laughter came from the crowd, and the people used small props at hand, such as stones, mud, and even rushed forward to beat the enemies they would never forget.

The players who are responsible for "protecting" the criminals shouted, "No lynching, we will bring justice to you!"

He pretended that he couldn't stop the man and waited until the victim had vented his anger by punching him a few times before pushing him away.

"God has eyes! Li Niang, did you see it?"

"Chen Youde, you are finally going to die!"

"Go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

"Let's walk slowly and let the people's enthusiasm soar for a while." The host deliberately slowed down the pace of walking towards the judge's stand to allow the people's emotions to ferment for a while.

The criminals hunched their necks and staggered forward, many of them with mud, dust and saliva covering their heads, and several of them had bruises and swollen faces from being beaten from all sides.

The criminals were led by the players around the crowd and the platform, suffering humiliation and curses along the long journey. By the time they arrived at the judgment seat, they had become a pile of "mud figures".

Many people wailed and begged for mercy, and some even turned around and tried to run, but were pulled back by the hemp ropes connected together.

"I told you to run! I told you to run!" The player next to him picked up a baseball bat and beat him hard, as if he was beating up his own boss.

The onlookers became agitated, and some people were discussing how the Beggar Army should deal with the criminals: beheading, hanging, chopping them into pieces with a guillotine to feed wild dogs, or hitting them from behind with an iron rod.

The host shouted into the long horn, "Silence——"

The sudden loud and long sound startled the people, and they quickly fell silent while talking noisily.

"Bring the criminal, Zhang Shaoping!"

Zhang Shaoping looked around in fear. All around him were fierce soldiers with eyes full of disgust. The people in the audience were shouting loudly, wishing they could pick up knives and cut him into ten thousand pieces.

He was sweating profusely and his throat was trembling with fear. He begged the volunteer commanders around him to spare his life.

However, the players who met his eyes either laughed at him jokingly or stared at his face coldly, as if they saw a black cockroach and couldn't help but want to step on it.

The leader of the militia unfolded an official document and began to read it, listing one by one the heinous crimes Zhang Shaoping had committed in his life: abuse of power, rape of women, plotting murder...

There are five people who have been verified as victims, not to mention the victims who have yet to seek justice.

So he cut to the chase, outlining the sinner's numerous crimes as briefly as possible. After the crimes were announced, the victim took the stage to make his accusation.

The military households who were persecuted by Zhang Shaoping came on stage to tell their stories, recounting how they were exploited and persecuted by Zhang Shaoping.

They were crying and their eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and relief.

Stories of oppression and humiliation resonated deeply with many poor people.

They are often treated like cattle, horses, pigs and dogs by the rich and powerful, beaten, scolded and humiliated, as if it is just and natural for the powerful and wealthy to bully the poor.

Some of the accusers became so anxious and angry when they recalled their painful past that they fainted on the stage.

Some people pointed at Zhang Shaoping's nose and cursed him, trying their best to spit on Bai Hu's face. Others were furious and hurriedly looked for weapons nearby, wanting to beat the thief to death on the spot.

Even the players who were maintaining order thought of the difficulties they encountered in reality, and suddenly their blood rushed to the sinners.

"You, don't come over here, ah!" Zhang Shaoping howled. A player bit his ear like a zombie.

"Ahhhh!" Zhang Shaoping screamed in shock.

"Brother, what are you doing? This part of the trial doesn't exist." The host was a little confused. This person's unauthorized addition to the drama was a bit unkind. "Quickly pull him away!"

Two players who were guarding nearby immediately rushed over to separate the criminal from the crazy player.

"Die! Die! Die!" the player screamed and wailed, blood soaking his lips and teeth. A bloody pink thing fell to the ground. "Ahhh!" Zhang Shaoping tried hard to cover the wound on the side of his head, blood slowly flowing through the gap between his palm and cheek.

"Your sense of immersion is too strong."

The host suddenly remembered that many years ago, soldiers were so immersed in the stage play of "Landlords Oppressing Good People" that they almost drew their guns and shot the actors.

The infectious power of emotions is really terrifying.

Zhang Shaoping, whose ear was bitten off, fell into extreme fear, and the shadow of facing death trial hung over his heart like a dark cloud.

He only felt that his vision gradually became dim, and the sounds in his ears seemed to be much weaker, only the beating of his heart in his chest became clearer and clearer.

A series of public disclosures of crimes and accusations by victims aroused the indignation of the people, and even the players were aroused and began to get restless.

The host took the opportunity to wave his hand and said, "On behalf of the Qihuo Army's Western Expedition Corps, I sentence Zhang Shaoping to death!"

As soon as the word "death penalty" came out, there was a burst of warm cheers from the audience.

The families of the victims who had suffered humiliation cried with joy, and some were even stunned by the great news and fell into the arms of the crowd.

"Have mercy! I don't want to die! Let me go! I repent, I apologize, I kowtow, I will do anything you ask me to do! I really don't want to die!"

Zhang Shaoping struggled and wailed, as if every muscle in his body was trying desperately to escape from the trial stand, but the players guarding the prisoners were all strong.

The two strong men attacked him and forced his head into the lock of the execution platform. "You thief, you will only make food more expensive if you stay in this world!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull to the Skull Throne!" As a big knife fell through the air, the wailing and begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

"The thief has been brought to justice!"

Several soldiers with tears in their eyes shouted the names of their relatives and friends. Sharp suona sounds and loud gongs rang out, as if a couple was getting married. The streets were filled with a happy and festive atmosphere.

Seeing that the people's mood was aroused, it was the right time to consolidate the prestige of the Beggar Army.

The host quickly asked people to bring more criminals at once, and quickly counted out the crimes of these people. Then it was the part where the victims accused the criminals.

Someone lifted up a piece of clothing, revealing the horrific scars underneath. It looked like a dozen black insects embedded deep in the skin, which was terrifying.

Some people raised their broken arms, showing the scars of the wound to the people, while others held up their family members' blood-stained clothes and tearfully recounted how their families were tortured to death by the thieves...

The people who felt the same pain had their eyes wide open and veins bulging as they rushed onto the wooden platform and beat and kicked the criminals.

More people rushed onto the wooden platform, almost breaking through the defense line woven by the players. Everyone wanted to beat the criminals a few times with their own hands to vent their hatred.

One was charging in front of the stage, and the other was crawling quickly behind it. The players blocked wave after wave, but more angry people were climbing onto the stage.

One of the criminals fell off the stage during the scuffle. When the players rushed down to grab the criminal back, his body was unrecognizable and had been beaten to death by the angry people.

"Don't worry, fellow villagers! The corrupt government won't do you justice. We, the beggars, will kill all the bullies for you!"

The surging people shouted "Judge, the Lord!" and the crowd calmed down a little, but they still rushed to the judgement stand.

The host felt that the power of the masses was like a surging flood, and quickly sentenced the criminals to death to prevent them from dying at the hands of the people.

The sinners were frightened by the excited people. They never dreamed that the people who were once trampled under their feet would gather together and burst out with such terrible power!

It's as if they were born with this enormous power, but it has been sealed and imprisoned for thousands of years.

The surging crowd continued to crowd towards the judgment seat, and the anger in the hearts of the people erupted. The anxious shouts, cries of killing, crying, screams, the chaotic and noisy power of the group seemed to freeze the air around them.

Li Guo and his son felt very excited and happy, but at the same time they also felt a little bit afraid.

In the past, when King Chuang tried evildoers, he would simply say a few inspiring words in front of the people and then chop off their heads.

There has never been such an astonishing scene with such earth-shaking shouts as today. It seems that all the souls and spirits of the people have been mobilized, and they just want to join in the noise and smash all the unpleasant and unfair constraints!

For a moment, Li Guo wanted all the excited people to calm down, as if these people were restless and out of control like war horses running wild.

As the last criminal was beheaded amidst the cries of the crowd, the host walked to the front of the wooden platform and shouted, "The imperial court will soon send a large army to encircle and suppress us. They want to redress the injustices of these murdered criminals and throw you all into prison and torture you!
And those wealthy gentry want to form a returning home group to make you experience the humiliation and disaster that every one of your families has suffered again! Kill your relatives and friends, humiliate your wives and daughters, and make sure you can never stand up again. Do you agree?

"No!" the people answered firmly.

The host pointed to a nearby recruitment point and said, "Then go there and join the Beggars' Army. Fight for your parents, wife, children, friends, and neighbors!"

The public trial aroused the right mood, and countless onlookers rushed to the "recruitment point" to sign up.

Just for the sake of my relatives, friends, and even myself, so that I will no longer become the pitiful people who cry and faint in pain on the judgment seat!

Now that they have soldiers filled with anger, the Qihuo Army will have to raise money and food for the expanding army.

Relying on the collected land registers and gentry records, the Beggar Army sent out invitations to the gentry and wealthy families in several states and counties.

Discuss together the relevant matters of "aiding financial support".

(End of this chapter)