The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 85 didn't feel very good.
Gan Minglan gave King Atu another instruction:

If you are discovered, do not linger in battle; retreat immediately.

It is the one and only king of rats in the world!

If the villains catch him, how can he continue to rule the rat kingdom?

Its owner once told it.

This Bei Kingdom is neither a post-apocalyptic society where superpowered individuals are revered, nor is it a pre-apocalyptic society governed by law and where everyone is equal.

it's here.

There are always two-legged creatures of higher status and power who can kill her with a legitimate reason!

She can't retaliate openly yet!

Its master was a powerful figure who could roam freely in the southern base during the apocalypse!
It's not even as carefree and comfortable as that mouse now.

This beautiful country of Bei, with its pristine mountains, clear waters, and fresh air, is currently plagued by the fact that its inhabitants' lives are constantly in danger, which is very unfortunate.

After dawn.

The commander of the Anxin Hangu Pass saw the fifty-odd five-headed corpses that had been pulled back.

I felt even worse.

He was just out doing a simple mission, and so many people were assassinated by an unknown enemy!
This includes a centurion!

He is incapable of accepting it!
Then he flew into a rage:
"Are your ears just for decoration? You can make a 'plop' sound when you take a dump in the latrine! With your physique, a centurion like you, you can't even hear a sound when a pound or two of flesh falls off a horse?"

The subordinates lowered their heads again and again; they dared not tell the centurion.

On the way back, my heart was pounding like a drum, and I couldn't care less about what was happening behind the group!
Several people were still trying to argue their point:

"Chieftain, the sound of over a hundred horses running is even louder. They're quite cunning; they started by targeting the centurions who cut off the tails for everyone!"

"Yes, even if they had shouted something before they died, they wouldn't have taken this long to be discovered! They all died without making a sound!"

"Retaliation, it must be revenge. They must have seen what we did in Washan Village and are retaliating in kind! Otherwise, how do you explain that the centurion who beheaded the most people also died the most gruesome death!"

Isn't that the worst?

The brain was completely shattered, there was hardly any skin or flesh left on the neck, and the cervical bone was also broken into bone fragments.

That must have been an immense amount of hatred!

The centurion paced back and forth in the council hall, analyzing the situation to himself:
"Right now, the people who hate the government and the military the most are those displaced people!"
The people who retrieved the bodies of the soldiers from Tianshui County reported that the methods used by the refugees to kill were even more horrific than we had imagined.

They especially like to target officials!

"The Commander-in-Chief and that Deputy Commander Qian, their internal organs are all rotten."

Which is more cruel: a rotting heart and lungs or having your head removed?
Which of these two ways of dying is the most painful before death?
The soldiers dared not think about it; both could give them nightmares.

According to the centurion's analysis, the mastermind behind this attack on the Guan soldiers pointed entirely to the refugees.

Isn't it said that only the most skilled people exist in the general public?

Without skilled individuals, could those refugees have made it this far?

With the rewards from the various powerful families, Guan Jun's men were all eager to go out and suppress the bandits.

But the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guard wanted to monopolize everything as soon as he arrived.

They had no choice but to take this terrible step of killing innocent people and claiming credit for them.

Reality dealt them a heavy blow!
The tentacles that had just been extended retracted in fear.
It is located in Nanhe Prefecture, more than 20 miles away from the Hangu Pass of Anxin.

The Grand Commander Nian, who is cursed by the Guan army every day, has not been making much progress in suppressing the bandits in recent days.

If the refugees had chosen to confront them head-on as soon as they arrived, that would have been one thing.

However, those thieves were quite cunning.

Aside from being displaced people, they were still ordinary citizens.

People are hidden among the common folk. When trouble arises, they unite as one.

A county magistrate, a registrar, and a garrison soldier were all killed without warning.

But after their 50,000 elite troops arrived in the prefectural city...

Those refugees then dispersed and returned to being ordinary people.

Most of the people in their village are of the same clan or lineage, and they cover for each other.

If there is no solid evidence to arrest someone, those shrewish women, with their hair disheveled, will grab his legs and start throwing a tantrum.

Shrew A:
"Sir, my son is a scholar. He can't even carry my five-year-old grandson, how could he possibly lift a hoe to beat people!"

—Her grandson is a chubby little boy, weighing over 80 pounds, and most people really can't carry him!
Shrew B:
"Your Honor, please understand! My three sons and six grandsons are all very filial. They would rather chase away a chicken than a dog. Right now, the whole family is tightening their belts to save money to build a house. We don't have time to go and cause trouble with those vagrants!"

—Hehe, the strategist said that rebelling is the fastest way to make money. If they take over the capital of Nanhe Prefecture, her six tall and strong grandsons can even marry wives from the capital!
Shrew C:
"Sir, I swear on the lives of my parents-in-law that if my husband participates in the rebellion, may he be thrown into the animal pit after his death!"

—That damned stepfather and stepmother have abused her husband for over twenty years. I hope their oath will work!

After visiting only a few villages, Governor Nian was already entangled with these shrewish women.

What can he do?

The Jingjun (净军) represented the emperor and the face of the court.

Innocent civilians should not be killed in full view of the public.

Unless, of course, they want to incite a larger-scale peasant uprising.

In an instant, Jingjun became like a cat being teased by a mouse!
Forget about that damned strategist who was the main culprit; we haven't even seen any of his key accomplices.

The Grand Commander boasted that he was not a good person.

In extraordinary times, his extraordinary measures were to arrest more than a dozen village chiefs and dozens of clan elders who were in charge.

Then these old guys were subjected to severe torture.

In the city prison.

"clap clap"

"clap clap"

The sound of the whip was almost constant.

Eunuchs hate stubborn, unyielding people the most.

Especially these old, decrepit men.

They were so thin they were just skin and bones!

The whip had little elasticity when it hit them.

It takes a lot of effort!
Another burst of whipping followed.

The executioners were panting heavily from exhaustion.

"Village Chief Huang, are you going to confess or not? Which families in your village have rioters? We advise you not to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

If you don't confess tonight, we'll arrest all the able-bodied men in your village tomorrow and interrogate them!
Then I'll show you our family's special skills.

Do you know what our family's special skill is? Tsk tsk, why are you glaring at us?
Our family worked in the palace's silkworm rearing room (where castration was performed) for over three years, guaranteeing that all the able-bodied young men in your village could be castrated cleanly and efficiently.

The old village chief clenched his teeth, his breathing unsteady: "Sir, we are all law-abiding citizens, law-abiding citizens!"

All the men in the village have joined the rebels; who can he send out?

We will risk the lives of two generations to create a good life for our descendants, one that is free from worries about food and clothing.

The old village chief, with his white hair and beard, thought this before he fainted.

(End of this chapter)