The guards, the young and strong, the rich, the beggars... no one was unhappy.
Everyone knows that the Tatars are ferocious, and once they break the city, everyone will be destroyed.
Even if the city cannot be broken and the siege lasts for a long time, many people will have no work to do and will starve to death.
"Thank you heroes!"
"It was those masters who saved us!"
Everyone in the city saw that battle scene online and yearned for the middle-aged master's grace.
General Tonghui was going to send someone to express his thanks. He had already collected seven thousand taels of silver from the big family, and he had no conscience this time. He wanted to reward those masters with all of it.
It was just the master's words that made the commander give up his mind.
"Sir, those people, if I'm not mistaken, should be members of the Demon Cult, that is, the rebellious Heavenly Holy Army." The master dissuaded.
"Why did a group of rebels come to rescue us?" the commander-in-chief asked in surprise.
"Maybe it's to save the people. Their banner is to save all the people in the world." The master guessed.
"The purpose of saving the people is to make a name for themselves." The commander-in-chief was not a fledgling, and he saw through Wen Rensheng's purpose at a glance, "However, they want fame, so that's fine. You send people to restaurants, hook up bars, and help them privately on the streets.
Make a name for yourself.”
"Your Majesty." The master immediately understood the purpose of the commander-in-chief. He hoped to rescue the Tatars next time.
After all, Tonghui is one of the fortresses leading from the northwest to the Central Plains and the capital, and the Tatars used this place for several attacks.
If he became famous in private and became a good person, the court would not be able to talk about it and no one could impeach him.
…………
At this moment.
Outside the city, there is a campsite.
Wenren Shengzheng and Quan Cult Master, as well as several palace masters rested, ate and drank.
"Those birdmen, I fought off the Tatars for them, and I didn't even bring you hot wine!" The Seventh Palace Master drank the fishy-smelling water from the sheepskin bag and cursed towards the city.
Wen Rensheng glanced at him and thought, it seems that clearing memory is not very reliable.
Also, for innate masters, when it comes to spiritual cultivation, their memories will always remain. After these days, they should have recovered a lot.
He completely saw what the people in the city thought.
With his state of mind, of course he wouldn't care.
In fact, those people knew what was good and bad, at least they didn't trap them and kill them by throwing cups as a sign.
Keeping a respectful distance now is actually an acknowledgment of their strength.
"Okay, Lao Qi, what do you say to those common people? Besides, you didn't take action." The fourth hall master said.
He is the only one who has not betrayed all the leaders of the church.
The reason is very simple. He is too old and his hair is very white. Leader Quan said that "it is white at first sight", so there is no conflict with the leader.
Others also want to dye themselves white, but how can they hide it from the eyes of the leader?
"Holy Master, should we kill them all while they are retreating?" The Lord of the Seventh Palace was eager to try.
"No need." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"Why? Shouldn't these Tartars be killed?" The Seventh Palace Master was a little confused.
"Old Qi, you are so stupid. We are rebels. Now that we have killed all the Tatars, can't the imperial court mobilize its troops to deal with us? We only need to kill the Tatars so that they will not dare to invade and harm the people, but at the same time, we can attack the imperial court.
Just keep the pressure up." The Fourth Palace Master explained.
"Uncle Fourth Master, you are really cunning..." the Lord of the Seventh Palace said with sincere admiration.
The fourth hall master twitched the corners of his mouth, resisting the urge to slap the fool, and then looked at Wen Rensheng with some pride: "Holy Master, I wonder if what I said is right?"
"The strength of mountains and rivers lies in virtue rather than danger. The virtue of parents lies in teaching rather than drowning." Wen Rensheng had a look of compassion on his face.
Several hall masters were confused when they heard this. It was hard to understand why this holy master who was said to have been given the gift of heaven spoke in such a way.
"I understand, the teacher is indeed a virtuous person. You are telling us that it is okay to help those people for a while, but if everything is solved for them, they will grow up like spoiled children and become useless." Quan Quan.
The leader suddenly said.
Although he is blind now, his mind is sharper.
"Not bad, not bad, Xiao Quan still has some understanding." Wen Rensheng said happily.
Sure enough, a person who can cultivate to the highest level in martial arts must have an extremely high IQ.
The four palace masters felt resentful.
He didn't think that Wen Rensheng thought this way, and the reason seemed off the mark at first glance.
The other party should think like this:
Without the evil of the Tatars, how can we highlight the holiness of the Heavenly Saint?
Without the ruthlessness of the Tatars, how can we highlight the benevolence of the Heavenly Saint?
This is the true thought of the cunning Holy Master in front of him. He can easily play with people's hearts and minds, so he can control the leader in just a few words.
"By the way, I just fell asleep and watched the military discussion of the Tatars. They seem to be practicing a kind of evil magic to deal with us innate masters." The fourth hall master changed the subject.
Unfortunately, this is not a technological field, but a mysterious field.
Time flies by.
March passed.
The reputation of the Heavenly Holy Army was widely spread on Xiawang as it defeated the Tatars.
"It seems that this Holy Army is not just a simple bandit. They also know the difference between Huayi and Huayi."
"Yes, unlike those bandits, the two counties are very prosperous."
"How about taking a look?"
"Go together, go together."
Many traveling scholars secretly changed their names, put on masks, and visited two counties in their dreams.
Not only that, there are also people who have defected in person.
Although they are some scholars who came out to escape the disaster in their hometown...
I learned from the Internet that Tianshengjun is looking for a teacher. He is well-paid and will receive a full salary and will never default on payment.
The sign that the peasant uprising army has begun to take shape is the surrender of the landlord class and intellectuals. If they cannot turn into evil dragons in time, they will become stepping stones for others.
Some scholars are so ambitious that after arriving, they write thousands of words and write about the sky and the earth, hoping to get an official position, and they are not even afraid of rebellion.
There are people who vote for the Tatars, let alone those who can defeat the Tatars.
What's more, the Heavenly Saint Army is a great Yan people after all.
Wen Rensheng naturally does not need these overly sophisticated scholars, but they can be used to eliminate illiteracy.
It's very difficult to read and write these days, and Xia.com makes it easier.
Zhao Han had just arranged some chores and came to see him.
"When are you going to go on an expedition? Do you want to hold back until you are mature?" it said a little impatiently.
"Why are you anxious? It is easy to conquer the world, but it is difficult to govern the world."
"Wouldn't it be easier to beat it down and then treat it? It would also make the people suffer less." Zhao Han said plausibly.
This sounds correct.
However, Wen Rensheng's real purpose is to find and deal with the snake girl, rather than simply governing the world.
If you want to defeat the opponent, in this restricted low-level magic script, you have to rely on the unity of the people.
How can we unite as one?
If you rush to conquer the world, all contradictions will turn into internal contradictions. How difficult is it to unite as one?
So he shook his head and didn't explain anything.
"Huh, you always don't tell me the truth, but actually I know it all." Zhao Han left angrily.
