"The prisoner Hetai has been waiting for the rebels for a long time, and asked the leader of the rebels to come forward to receive the seal." The Lord Binlai had an old face but bright eyes. He faced the red army protecting the country alone but showed no fear.
It was Mo Jun who led the army to accept the surrender. Seeing Hetai like this, he got off his horse and walked forward alone.
This is not a foreign place or foreign officials. As long as they change their tone, they can become officials appointed by the Supervisor. Mo Jun cannot treat them as ordinary prisoners.
He took the mahogany box with both hands very politely. When Hetai let go, his hands deliberately lowered, but the wooden box did not fall.
It turned out that Hetai had good eyesight and quick hands, and he grabbed the wooden box in time.
"Haha, Mr. He is so responsive." Mo Jun raised his hands and took the wooden box containing the city lord's seal.
"Although the prisoner is a civilian, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, which made the leader laugh." Hetai deliberately did not address Mo Jun by his military title, implying that he did not recognize the Red Army as a regular force.
Mo Jun did not quarrel with a civil servant. He reached out and grabbed Hetai's arm and said: "It turns out that Mr. Hetai is both civil and military. I have to be careful. Please come with me into the city."
He didn't wait for Hetai's reaction, turned around and shouted: "The first battalion is the first to advance into the city."
"You! You are treacherous!" Hetai wanted to shake off Mo Jun's hand, but Mo Jun's hand circled his arm like an iron hoop.
"Really? After I regain Binlai City, I will come back to you to make amends for this breach of trust."
Mo Jun grabbed Hetai, and other soldiers came to watch the officials outside the gate. After more than half of the first battalion entered the city, he pulled Hetai and walked into the city gate together.
"I didn't expect that the flying general would train a group of cowardly people, and all of his subordinates would be treacherous people. How could Her Majesty Princess oversee the country?"
Maybe because he was too angry, Hetai's voice was a bit loud.
Mo Jun didn't get angry, and continued to pull Hetai forward, "Let's go, I'm with you, how can you become a coward? Breach of trust is based on the other party's integrity, but in my opinion, you don't have integrity.
explain."
"You, you, you, you are spitting blood." The force on Hetai's arm became stronger and stronger.
"Haha, I am a general-killing samurai, so don't waste your efforts. I have never heard that Lord Hetai can defeat a fifth-level warrior. It is impossible for you to practice martial arts from the womb." Mo Jun is also increasing his efforts to prevent Hetai from following him.
Get out of your hands.
The first battalion of soldiers did not rush forward after entering the city. They first sent people to collect the city defense troops on both sides of the street and forced them to line up in the center of the street.
The city defense army had no power to resist with their bare hands, so they had no choice but to obey orders.
"Report to the regimental commander, there are only a thousand surrendered troops on the street." A battalion of soldiers came to report.
Mo Jun has arrived on the inner street of Nanmen, holding Hetai in one hand, and the wooden box in the other hand has been replaced with a short knife.
"Instruct the Second Battalion to occupy the south gate and invite the friendly cavalry to enter the city."
"Are you here to accept surrender or to attack the city? Doing this will chill the hearts of people all over the world." Hetai was a little anxious.
Mo Jun sneered and said: "Do you really want to surrender? Only one thousand of the three thousand city defense troops have arrived. Where are the other troops? Where to ambush? I'm afraid that one thousand is also a fake."
"You villain! How dare you slander an official of the imperial court!" Hetai was trembling with anger.
"Humph, drive the surrendering troops to the city defense barracks." Mo Jun continued to pull Hetai forward.
"Aren't you going to the city lord's palace to handle the handover of government affairs? Why are you going to the military camp?" Hetai suddenly exerted force and punched Mo Jun on the waist.
Well, there was a flash of cold light, a short knife was placed on his neck, and Mo Jun turned around and came to face him.
"Send the order to the magician team and ask them to fly over the military camp to conduct reconnaissance." Mo Jun saw that Hetai wanted to fight to the death, so he was already prepared.
Hetai withdrew his fist, his face changed a few times, and said: "Can't our sincerity impress you at all? Or are you just letting us go as if you were guarding against thieves?
I just don’t understand. The Red Army protects the country and is assisted by the 196th Division. What are you afraid of? The local army in a small town can scare you?"
"Hahaha, a city lord wouldn't talk like this, would he? Fortunately, you are not a soldier and have no military knowledge. You think you can lead us by the nose with such a plan.
Didn't you ask about it before? The Red Army protecting the country never takes the ordinary path. You have your strategies, and we have our countermeasures. How can everything go as you want?
Now that this has happened, please reveal your true identity, we have no intention of hurting anyone, maybe you will still have a chance to meet Lord Ding."
Mo Jun had already seen that the person in front of him was not the Lord of Binlai City - Hetai.
"Huh, good people naturally don't have such great intentions like you! Defeat is nothing to regret, but I am unwilling to fail to kill the leader of the rebels!" Hetai did not answer Mo Jun's question.
"It's tied up!" Mo Jun ordered the soldiers to tie up "Hetai".
At this time, several fast horses came running, "The magician team was dispatched, but the enemy's conspiracy was exposed?" Feng Xu ran at the front.
Mo Jun immediately explained the situation just now.
"They must have set up an ambush on the way to the city lord's palace, most likely hiding in a residence." Fengxu said, staring at "Hetai".
"Hetai"'s eyes flashed, and he said very unwillingly: "The traitor has such a talent, God will destroy our Shaodian country."
"Haha, sir, may I have a guess, is that a large crossbow you hid in the house?" Fengxu walked up to "Hetai".
"Hetai"'s face changed drastically and he said: "You! You have spies in the city!"
"Hahaha, I just lied to you, you little fool. Let me guess again, your surname is Mo?" Fengxu wanted to help "Hetai" untie him.
"Commander, please stay here. His strength is not much inferior to mine, so we can't let him go." Mo Jun reminded hurriedly.
"Oh, that's right!" Feng Xu stopped quickly, "I almost forgot that the divine craftsman is also very strong, at least as strong as the swordsman."
How could the god of craftsmen lack strength? No matter what work he does, he must have a strong arm. Qingyang Zi can lift a thousand kilograms of iron.
"Hetai" looked dejected and said: "I didn't lose unjustly. Your Excellency, your surname is Gao? I am Moju."
Divine Craftsman Inkware comes from the Mohist family, a family of craftsmen. He was well-known throughout the Shaodian Kingdom when he was young. He became a Divine Craftsman when he was nearly forty. Rumor has it that he is as good as Qingyang Mu in his heyday.
"I don't dare to have the surname Gao. I am Fengxu, who comes from Fengjia in Dongxing County." Fengxu treated himself as a junior.
"Fengjia? Is this kingdom's luck going to the eldest princess? An unknown small family can produce such a person." Mo Ju had never heard of Fengjia.
This cannot be blamed on his ignorance. Fengjia has a status in Dongxing County, but it is insignificant when it comes to the state level, and it is even less worth mentioning when it rises to the kingdom level.
"Sir, you are both right and wrong. Jian Guo is your eldest daughter, so it is natural for her to inherit the fortune of the kingdom. This is not only the blessing of God but also the blessing of the ancestors of the royal family. However, can't a small family have outstanding talents? Could it be that the ancestors of the Moh family were born with it?
Master craftsman? Maybe Fengjia will become one of the best families in the kingdom in the future."
Fengxu responded politely to Moju.
The ink is silent.
More and more soldiers and horses entered the city. Not knowing the enemy's situation, they all stopped to form a team near the south gate. Mo Jun asked urgently: "Commander, are you sure there is an ambush with large crossbows?"
"That's right, my subordinate suggested to Commander Mo to send soldiers and horses to search the houses along the street, all the way to the city lord's palace. As long as we are prepared, large crossbows will not cause too many casualties to our army." Feng Xu thought of his responsibilities.
, leave the ink tools alone for now.
It's easier to deal with it if you know what kind of ambush the enemy has. Large crossbows are useless in small-scale battles. The infantry battalion can use its higher combat effectiveness to search residential houses in small groups and defeat the city defense troops hidden in the residential buildings one by one.
Sure enough, hundreds of imitation bed crossbows were found in the houses on both sides of the street near the city lord's palace. The arrows on the bed crossbows were pointed at the street. Once the soldiers and horses entering the city passed by, they would be shot into pieces without warning.
The magician team also discovered the waiting defenders in the military camp and promptly reported to Mo Jun. The troops from the 196th Division arrived and surrounded the military camp with several times the force.
"I'll go and persuade them to surrender. This incident happened because of me, so I can't kill their lives in vain." Moju knew that the situation was over, and it was in vain to continue to resist. How could those city defense troops be the opponents of the regular army.
Finally, under Mo Ju's persuasion, the real Hetai walked out of the military camp with a white flag in his hand.
If you look closely at Hetai, you will see that Hetai is somewhat similar to the ink. If the ink has some manipulations on its face, it would be difficult for an unfamiliar person to distinguish it.
"Master He, I made a miscalculation that put you in jail. I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for your freedom." Mo Ji felt very ashamed.
"Hey, brother Mo, if it weren't for you, this city would have fallen into the hands of thieves. You don't have to worry about me anymore. I will bear the responsibility for the loss of my land. Chief thieves, don't hurt my people in Binlai City."
The last sentence Hetai said was to Mo Jun.
"If you resist stubbornly, I will not harm anyone. His Royal Highness the Governor has already issued an order. Those who surrender to the imperial court will be exempted from punishment and their officials will be reinstated. All benefits will remain the same." Mo Jun did not go forward to arrest Hetai this time.
The action of grabbing the ink tool just now was because the ink was tested to have combat power when handing over the seal, so I was worried and held on to the ink tool firmly.
Tang Fu ordered his troops to attack the military camp and force the defenders in the camp to surrender.
At this point, the Battle of Binlai City came to an end.
"General Tang, I think Master Na Ding loves craftsmen so much, so he will definitely be willing to meet me. I am willing to go and see you in exchange for your release of Master Hetai." Moji asked Tang Fu to plead for mercy.
"Haha, the one who calls the shots here is Captain Mo. Put away your little tricks." How could Tang Fu be fooled?
"Whether you are willing or not, we will escort you to Nanqiu County. Master Ding not only wants to see you, but also Master Hetai."
Mo Jun had seen various types of prisoners during the process of conquering Huashan County. There were many such as Hetai and Moju, and he had long been used to them.
Mo Ju sternly said: "If you don't agree, I will kill myself! You know I have such ability."
Suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Really?" Then there was a pain in his vest, and he suddenly lost consciousness. Before he fell to the ground, a hand grabbed his collar.
Shao Dianye's face came close to him: "Our prisoners have no right to die, they only have the right to be obedient."
That night, Ding Kui received news: "Another master craftsman?"