Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Hahahaha, don't worry, there's no need to reason with him."

Liuzi laughed when he heard this: "Have you forgotten? After the master took over Yangzhou City, he promulgated new laws. I have read some of them every day these days, and I have memorized most of them. Don't they like to use the government to oppress others? Now, let's use the government to oppress them, so that they can also experience the feeling of being bullied by the rules."

By the river, the scholars were still criticizing the current situation and trying to criticize Jiang Han. The young men guessed correctly, maybe the scholars in the upper positions didn't think so, but many of them were deliberately making trouble with the idea of ​​causing chaos in the city, and their reasons were also very legitimate. We are here high up in the Alps and worry about its people, and far away in Texas and worry about its king. Everyone is just raising some concerns for the better development of the country. Sir, you claim to be a good person, you won't come to shut others up, right?

This is often the case. The identity of a good person will not bring you any convenience, but will instead become a shackle on your way forward. Standing on the moral high ground, you will have to endure malicious attacks from all sides. Good people will face more difficulties because evildoers know that good people will not retaliate against them. If you retaliate, you will no longer be a good person.

You will also lose your foundation.

But in fact, Jiang Han can completely handle the current situation. Now is a war period, and in war periods, one must act according to emergency measures. You are holding this gathering without my consent, so you will have to pay the price. Since you are so willing to share the country's worries, you should all go to the city wall and move cement for labor reform. However, Jiang Han did not do so because Liuzi applied for him to handle the matter, so Jiang Han completely handed the matter over to the other party.

From Jiang Han's current perspective, dealing with the current situation is an inevitable result. However, being able to discover a useful talent for himself is something that is worth investing in. It's just a matter of waiting for two days, so why not?

The scholars were talking lively, and not far from them, a little old lady was walking slowly towards this direction, saying, "Excuse me, excuse me...Excuse me."

The scholar in front of him didn't notice what was happening behind him. He was still immersed in the pleasure of being in control of national affairs. He waved his arms exaggeratedly. He stretched out his hands and hit something. But he didn't care. In this atmosphere, everything around him seemed unimportant. Until he saw that the expression of the person in front of him seemed a little wrong, he felt that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong: "What's wrong?"

Several classmates didn't say anything, but just pointed at the ground in front of them. The scholar turned his head when he heard it. Wow, he didn't know until he looked, he was shocked. An old lady was lying on the ground with a basket on her arm. The vegetables in the basket were scattered all over the ground, and under the old lady's head, there was a large pool of blood, which was particularly eye-catching!

"Ah? How come...?"

The scholar was stunned by the sudden change in front of him. Where did this dead person come from?

"Killing people!!!"

Before he could react, the shrill voice of an old lady broke the silence all around, shutting up the scholars and the politicians. Everyone shifted their attention and naturally saw the old lady lying on the ground.

"How is this going?

The scholars were discussing this.

"I'm Baiyin, you're asking me?"

Looking at the eyes of the people around him and the blood gradually spreading, the scholar felt something was wrong: "Wait, I have something to say..."

The scholar wanted to open his mouth to explain himself.

"mother!!?"

There was another unbelievable cry from Gao Han. A tall and strong man stood there, staring blankly at the old lady lying in front of him in a bloody mess. The thing in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

This is bad, the scholar thought.

"Mom!!!!" The strong man cried and ran towards the old lady who fell to the ground. He lay on top of the old lady's body and began to cry loudly: "Mom, what happened to you? Mom, you raised me with your own hands and sweat, and you relied on weaving cloth for others to supplement the family income. Your son finally found a business, and you were about to enjoy a happy life, why did you leave first?"

The strong man cried bitterly, and the scholar felt his scalp tingling. He moved his feet, wanting to leave this place, but the strong man seemed to suddenly remember something: "Who is it! Who is it that you pushed down on the road? Who is it!!!"

He glanced around fiercely, staring at the scholars in front of him like a bloodthirsty wolf.

The scholar clearly saw that his colleagues, who had just been following him and fighting for their ideals, were silently pointing their fingers at him.

The scholar looked up in disbelief at his colleagues who were just writing passionately, but he saw evasion in their eyes. He saw a sentence in their eyes: "Don't bleed on me."

"Oh it's you!!"

The sturdy man stood up angrily and grabbed the scholar by the collar, like grabbing a chicken: "I want you to pay for my mother's life!!"

Seeing the other party so excited, many soldiers stepped back with expressions of relief on their faces. They observed the strong man's sandbag-sized fist and were secretly proud of their decision not to speak. Fortunately, they did not speak, otherwise if they were recognized as accomplices, they would be in trouble if the fist landed on them.

As for colleagues? What are they? Murderers. Do we know them?

The sophisticated egoism of the scholars is very reasonable at the moment, but also irrational, because after all, this is a murder case, and it is normal to set aside such a big thing. However, they are now marching together to cause chaos in the city and to force the city lord. The most important thing at the moment is unity. If everyone sells out each other when something happens, how can this team be led?

The leader knew that this couldn't happen. After all, they were in the same group, so they had to protect each other. He straightened his clothes and walked forward: "My dear, please wait. I think there is still room for discussion..."

"What are you discussing? It's not your mother who died! Pull your mother out and let me punch her to death, then we can talk about the misunderstanding!"

The sturdy man refused to give in and refused to listen to any advice. He grabbed the scholar's collar and refused to give in.

"Ouch, what's going on?"

Suddenly, there were a lot more onlookers around, looking at the lively scene here with some curiosity.

"I heard that those scholars gathered together to cause trouble. Look, they even killed someone..."

Someone in the know was explaining the situation to the people around him, but as soon as they opened their mouths, you could tell it was an old BBC thing, and they directly accused you of gathering a crowd to cause trouble.

"Oh my, this is a big deal! Why don't you report it to the police right away? Is no one taking care of such a big thing?"

"Control? How can we control? These are all scholars and masters, they are so powerful."

Listening to the people around him pointing and talking, the scholar who was being pulled by the neck felt a little angry for no reason. Yes, I am a scholar, let’s put aside the fact that your mother is dead, why are you pulling me by the collar?

"You bold lunatic! Let me go now! Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? I'm your father!"

Upon hearing this, the sturdy man raised his fist and punched the scholar without saying a word. With just one punch, the scholar's face was covered with color. It was extremely spectacular, quite like what happened to Lu Zhijie back then.

"Stop it now! The matter has not been fully investigated yet, how dare you act rashly? Aren't you afraid that we will report you to the authorities?"

Several scholars rushed forward to mediate the fight, trying to pull the men apart. Another scholar used his status to pressure the strong man into submission.

"Oh, what a piece of shit..."

"Isn't it? How can this be? You killed my mother, yet you are still so arrogant..."

The whispers around started again, as if a feather was constantly tickling the sensitive nerves of these soldiers.

The scene became increasingly chaotic, with a large group of people huddled together in a noisy mess. Suddenly, someone shouted, "These scholars are killing people again!!"

Everyone looked closely and saw that the scholar who was grabbed by the neck and beaten was finally freed, while the sturdy man opposite him was pale with a shiny steel knife stuck in his waist.

"So...you are all in the same group..."

He struggled and said this sentence. The faces of the soldiers around him changed instantly, as if something was wrong.

Before they could react, a dense sound of footsteps was heard, and a large group of people gathered here. It was the city's law enforcement team: "We received a report that someone gathered to cause trouble and killed people in the street. Where is the criminal?"

The spectators around were excited: "Sir! These are all of them!"

Volume 253: Chapter Chapter : New Doll Report

No one would care if people discussed state affairs on the street, but it was a different story when someone died. All the soldiers present were arrested one by one, and were now sighing in jail.

"Hey, how could this happen, how could this happen..."

There was a scholar who couldn't understand it. Everything happened too fast. Before he could react, everyone was looking down on the marquis and became a prisoner in the blink of an eye.

No matter how much they explained, the law enforcement team members seemed to be made of stone and remained unmoved and arrested them all.

"Who could have expected that the unlucky guy would be able to knock down an old man by swinging his hands?"

The classmate next to him was also sighing.

In fact, beating someone to death did not matter to these scholars. The trouble was that the dead person was an old man. Confucianism puts filial piety first among all virtues. The ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister, the father is the father, and the son is the son. For these scholars, the elderly are a specimen to test whether they respect the elderly and whether they are "filial".

Since ancient times, the elderly have enjoyed very high preferential treatment. Even if they went to the palace to defecate, the emperor had to pinch his nose and wipe it for them.

Now, a Donglin scholar beat an old man to death in the street. This matter can be a big or small one. At the smallest level, it is a crime committed in the street. At the biggest level, it is a disrespect for elders, the king and the father. It all depends on how you do your reading comprehension.

"It's really unlucky. How could this happen? Could it be that even God won't help us? Is God going to destroy our Ming Dynasty?"

"Forget about it. If you can't even understand this, why are you still trying to save the Ming Dynasty? You might as well go home and hug your wife to sleep. You are as stupid as a pig!"

Amidst the sighs and groans, one ironic voice stood out particularly harshly.

"What do you mean!?"

Some people were dissatisfied with the tone of his voice.

"What do you mean? Don't you think that this is too coincidental? We were gathering by the river. It was wartime, and ordinary people wouldn't go out at this time. But suddenly an old lady came and happened to walk to that classmate. The classmate raised his arm and knocked her down. She fell to the ground and died on the spot. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

The man spread his hands and slowly stated his guess.

"Now that you mention it... it's true that the old lady's son came a little too quickly, and his reaction was also very abnormal. It seemed that he came here just to cause trouble."

Some people gradually figured out what was wrong. What were their identities? Normally, when ordinary people saw scholars, they would lower their heads and dare not even look at them. But today, the big man's reaction was obviously abnormal. At first, they thought that he was too sad because he lost his mother, but now it seems that there is something fishy going on.

"Indeed, the law enforcement team came too quickly, and they didn't ask any questions at all, they just started arresting people, just like..."

“It’s as if they knew from the beginning who they were going to arrest.”

After everyone's attention shifted to him, he slowly spoke: "Of course, because they came for us from the beginning."

After hearing these words, everyone present understood instantly: "Damn it! This must be the idea of ​​that traitor! I have long heard that the thief has no bottom line and his behavior is insidious! This time I see that it is true!"

Everyone gathered together and criticized Jiang Han.

"Everyone, just imagine what we should do now. That thief Jiang has used some tricks to trap us here because he has no time to spare. If we stay here and scold him, will we be able to kill him?"

"Yes, that Jiang thief is very cunning. Let's think of a way to get out."

"Get out? How can we get out? Can that Jiang Thief let us get out?"

"You can't say that. Although the thief Jiang is cunning, he still has to abide by the law. If we insist on not knowing anything, can he still keep us locked up?"

At this moment, Jiang Han was in his own yard, listening to Liuzi's action report.

"That's it, sir. Now, those scholars are still in prison. What do you think you are going to do with them?"

Jiang Han drank a sip of tea slowly: "This guy is okay, a little clever, but his vision is a little narrow, it's not a big deal, he can be used, as for those scholars, you let him do whatever he wants, my request is to let them behave themselves, as for how to behave themselves, you can handle it."

"Yes, sir"

"Oh yeah, but there is one thing, I don't care how you do things, but you can't break my rules."

The manager in charge of reporting suddenly felt his hair stand on end at this moment. An instinctive fear of death came over him and he nodded quickly.

“Very good, just do it.”

Jiang Han basically doesn't need to worry about the public security in the city nowadays, his subordinates will get the job done. He is a man who is willing to delegate power and has absolute confidence in his subordinates. After all, when he asks someone to do something, he never cares how good the other person is at fighting. The better the better, anyway, no one is as good as me. If you dare to cause trouble, I will deal with you directly.

Now he is enjoying a crazy harvest. This time, the 6,000-strong Ming army has given him a great gift of warmth. Not only has the number of casualties skyrocketed, but his reputation has also soared.

Although they are both reverse reputations, the famous entertainment industry leader, Xiao Yan's father once said: "Infamy is also fame, black and red is also red"

What we are saying is that the reputation judgment of this system is quite lenient. Whether you praise or scold, as long as you become famous, your reputation will rise. You can curse happily in prison, and Jiang Han will laugh happily at home.

"Farming is just for fun. If you really want to get rich, you have to fight wars."

Satisfied with investing resources in the summoning pool, Jiang Han prepared to draw twice in a row. As for the fusion pool? Not even a dog would draw!!

He had invested dozens of bullets, big and small, in the fusion pool, but hadn't seen a single boss. There might not be a boss in this broken pool at all. Jiang Han was completely desperate, and he decided to collect his wife first.

After investing resources, all that was left was to wait. Jiang Han prepared to deal with the work at hand first.

There are still quite a lot of things to deal with after the war. It is true that war is fought for money. Now Yangzhou's logistics are running at full capacity. Fighting such a large-scale battle is a huge test for the entire Yangzhou. After two battles, the number of bullets consumed is an astronomical figure.

Of course, the effect was also very good. At this time, the volunteers used paper bullets, and most of the bullet bags contained shotguns with several steel balls. Although these guns seemed to be very backward, in fact, the hit rate of muskets and flintlocks equipped with shotgun bags within the effective range was quite high, up to 232%.

What is the hit rate of 232%? It means that there are situations where multiple bullets hit a person with one shot. Because there are no rifling, the accuracy and power of today's firearms are slightly inferior, but precisely because there are no rifling, these guns are all shotguns! One shot can hit a large area!

The volunteer army's wounded battalion was also operating at full capacity. Soldiers injured by grenades, arrows, and enemy crossbows were pulled here to have the shrapnel embedded in their bodies cleaned and disinfected.

On the other hand, the Ming Dynasty did not have such complete logistics, and their soldiers generally lacked adequate medical care. After being hit by a bullet, the gunpowder carried in the bullet entered the body and would most likely cause infection. It can be said that only after being injured would the King of Hell begin to call their names.

Some stepped on rusty caltrops, some were injured by bullets, and some were injured by grenades. Don't think that only the Ming army had grenades. The volunteers were also developing their own grenades and naturally participated in the battle. With the addition of large and small artillery shells, Jiang Han did the math and found that at the end of that day, half of the silver he had confiscated from the houses was gone.

This made him break out in a cold sweat. He was still too young. This war of attrition was not something that humans could fight. Right now, the trade routes had not been opened up yet, and his city had not yet started to make a profit. It was all supported by the capital seized from house raids. The people in the city needed money to live, the city's infrastructure needed money, and industrial upgrades also needed money. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Han's small treasury was spending money like water. Now it seemed that he had a hard time even winning a tough battle. He really couldn't afford to waste time.

The current situation is a bit embarrassing. We are short of talent. After taking over the city, there is a lack of management talent, which will take quite some time to digest. It is estimated that it will take two months just to sort out Zhenjiang. If we attack Suzhou, Wuxi and Changzhou later, it will probably be difficult to spare people. Education is imminent, but this matter cannot be resolved overnight.

"Oh, it seems that we can only adjust the battle plan."

I can't afford to fight. Although I do make a lot of money, it's a huge loss for the whole Yangzhou. Because of this war, my fiscal savings have been reduced by half, and the original development plan may be hindered. Now I have to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, find a way to end the war, and then go south to find trouble with those businessmen.

After processing a large number of files, Jiang Han slowly opened the system, ready to see what kind of role he had recruited this time.

"Good! Out! Golden light!"

"Hello, Commander. I'm AA-12. Please give me your guidance in the future... Ugh, I still can't accept myself for being so serious."

The flax-haired, blue-eyed girl's first appearance is very shocking.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't vomit in front of me! The lollipop is stuck to my pants!!"

I'm stupid. I checked the chapters and found that I had typed the wrong chapter. Did everyone go to 520 yesterday? QQ group Yiliu 8 Eryi 7 Qi ① Liu

Volume 254: Chapter 12 Chapter : AA-

AA-12. This is her name. She is a member of the noble Mecha Squadron, a strong shield man, a diabetic, and a foul-mouthed loli with a unique personality.

And her prototype is far from being as harmless as she appears.