Pingdu guard Jiang Maoran was very unlucky. He always thought that he was innocent. When Kong Youde rose up in Wuqiao, he was originally a policeman in Dengzhou Prefecture. He never thought that a mere 800 Liao soldiers could return from Beizhili.
When they returned to Dengzhou, they broke into the city and kidnapped the governor.
On the day the city was broken, the entire Dengzhou was in chaos. The streets were full of panicked people, as well as the guest soldiers from out of town. They were running up and down the street like flies, shouting "City!"
Broken, the city is broken”
The cannons outside the city rumbled, the shouts of killing at the city gate continued, and the resistance was still going on, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that the situation was over and Dengzhou had fallen into the hands of the rebels.
When the Liao soldiers entered the city, Jiang Maoran was not in the government office. Instead, he was "hijacked" by several police officers and rushed into a wealthy family's government office.
I don’t have a good face, I finally got my reward in this world today.
First he threatened to ask for money, and then he deliberately hacked an old servant to death. After seeing the blood, Jiang Maoran and the agents who acted as agents went crazy, and things became unmanageable. The first massacre of a family in Dengzhou City was actually committed by them.
Got off.[
Without stopping to do anything, Jiang Maoran was instigated by a group of undercover agents. Jiang Maoran simply risked his life. After secretly hiding the stolen gold and silver, he turned around and rushed into the government office.
Yes, the magistrate, who was a benefactor, was dragged out and tied up, and then he stood guard in front of the government office, waiting for the rebels to come.
He tied up the magistrate and presented it to him. This was also a meritorious service. With this merit, Jiang Maoran suddenly became a member of the rebels. Together with his gang of fast-moving men, he entangled a group of local ruffians and roped in some strong men.
After having a thousand men, he followed Marshal Confucius to march south to Shandong.
The brave ones were starved to death, and the timid ones were starved to death. I don’t know whether it was because my family was too brave, or whether the Shandong soldiers and horses were just too weak. They went south without even fighting a decent battle. The Shandong officers and soldiers were not far away.
He just ran away, even if the soldiers came to the city and opened the door early, the only so-called battle Jiang Maoran encountered was just two brothers holding poles and fighting them desperately in order to protect their daughter-in-law.
Two knives were swung, and the head fell to the ground.
The bestial Jiang Maoran and a group of his men raped their wives next to the bodies of the two brothers.
The cries were heart-breaking, the woman kept resisting and struggling, and the sisters-in-law hammered, bit, and twisted their bodies with all their strength, refusing to let the thieves defile their bodies.
What a disappointment! The stinky bitch is so clueless!
Jiang Maoran was filled with anger. As soon as he spat, he stabbed with the knife. This stab actually cut open the woman's stomach alive. The twisted intestines gush out at once, accompanied by blood and wailing, and the woman's body shrunk like that.
He stood still until his bloodless eyes were still wide open, and the protruding eyeballs were much bigger, as if they would burst out at any time.
You stinky bitch, you will die with your eyes open! I told you to look, I told you to look!
Jiang Maoran was like a lunatic. He raised the knife nervously and stabbed the woman's eyes again. He was so crazy that his men couldn't help but vomit loudly when they saw the woman's eyes stabbed on the tip of his knife.
After vomiting, there was awe, more than awe in his eyes. Even the policemen who were usually close friends with him and had arm in arm all looked at him differently at this time.
This is what Jiang Maoran wants. What he wants is a fearful and frightening feeling.
This feeling was so good that it made him feel a little carried away.
With this cruelty, Jiang Maoran's status in the rebel army rose step by step. Eventually, he was able to sit in a large tent with the generals under Generals Kong and Li to discuss matters.
However, Jiang Maoran is self-aware. He knows that Dashuai Kong promotes him only for outsiders to see.
What are outsiders? They are just those who come to seek refuge.
Perhaps this is what scholars often say, "horse bones are bought for a thousand gold." Jiang Maoran thought this way: It's good to make horse bones. At least his own horse bones are worth a thousand gold, which is much better than those cannon fodder. No matter what
He said that he was now a general with thousands of soldiers and his own territory.
Pingdu City is neither big nor small. In the past, the lord of this city was the county magistrate sent by the imperial court, and they were all Wenquxing who could pass the Jinshi. I never thought that today I, Jiang Maoran, could compete with those Wenquxing county magnates.
The masters sat side by side. They were even happier than those county masters. At least they did not dare to do whatever they wanted, but I could have a beautiful woman in my arms every day, and be the bridegroom every night. Life is like this, what else can I ask for.
From the day of the murder, there was nothing in the world that could scare Jiang Maoran, and he never thought that Pingdu would fall one day. Contrary to what most people thought, Jiang Maoran looked down upon the soldiers and horses of Shandong and was never afraid.
Shandong soldiers and horses will attack. As for Laizhou, Marshal Li is guarding it. The officers and soldiers are all huddled in Shahe, and they dare not cross the thunder pool even half a step.[
I heard that the imperial court has sent someone to appease you again. This time the governor is some kind of governor. It is said that he was an official in the Ministry of War before. I don’t know if he is a minister or a minister. But whether he is a minister or a minister, he is a top figure.
This is not a person Jiang Maoran can see in his life. Maybe this time, God will open his eyes and he can really see the elegance of Tianguan.
Jiang Maoran is not stupid. He knows that Dashuai Kong and the others are not stupid either. It is impossible to really continue to fight against the imperial court. When the time comes, it will be much easier to recruit people. In that way, he can also follow the glory and become a real and worthy of the name.
Being a general, eating the imperial rations from the imperial court, and receiving the emperor's salary and silver. This is much better than being a small headhunter in Dengzhou Prefecture.
Everyone has a speculative mind, so Jiang Maoran cannot help but think about the future. He also wants to continue to be rich for the rest of his life.
As long as the imperial court continues to recruit people, and as long as Laizhou is still in its own hands, the official positions of the imperial court will be implemented sooner or later.
Not afraid of wolves in the front and tigers in the back, Jiang Maoran became a rich man in Pingdu City. Everything was good, but the only thing that was bad was lack of food.
Pingdu is too close to Laizhou. Before the rebels came, most of the people in the city fled to Laizhou. After all, compared to the small Pingdu County, Laizhou, with its high walls and thick walls, gave the people a much stronger sense of security.
There were many. And the people had little hope for the defenders of Pingdu. Sure enough, when they heard that the rebels were coming to fight Pingdu, the defenders ran away in a swarm. They ran so fast that the people did not react.
When they came over, they found out that the rebels had entered the city when the city gate was wide open.
The small county town could not provide much food and grass. After a few days of eating, food and grass were in short supply. Thinking that there was nothing to worry about anyway, Jiang Maoran let the soldiers go to the countryside to collect food.
It's called grain requisition, but it's actually a grain grab, and when you grab grain, you have to kill people, because no one wants to have their own food taken away from others.
Almost all the villages within a dozen miles of Pingdu were wiped out by the scourge, and many of the entire villages were killed.
In the city, there was a lot of anger. The rebels were in chaos and had no military discipline at all. Jiang Maoran had no intention of rectifying military discipline. He was now busy having sex with the few young ladies he had snatched from everyone.
What's the chaos outside and how many people died? What does it have to do with him? Anyway, the imperial court has come to recruit people again. Once the negotiations are settled, I can leave this hellish place, so why bother?
There are many perpetrators of murders committed by servants. If the control is strict, who knows who will take the risk and kill themselves.
No one wants to live less happy days. Live one day at a time. As for whether the sun will rise when you wake up tomorrow, god knows.
The sun still rises as before, but this time it's not God who knows, but everyone knows.
Looking at the burning cauldron in front of him, Jiang Maoran's body trembled involuntarily, his legs trembled violently, and his eyes begging for mercy were wide open, just like the eyes of the woman he killed.
The same thing happened, but the difference was that one had no bloodshot eyes, while the other was full of bloodshot eyes.
There was a sudden chill in his body. When he woke up, he realized that his whole body had been stripped naked, and a pair of ferocious big hands were scraping his body with a sharp bone-picking knife. That look made Jiang Maoran involuntarily think of the Chinese New Year.
time to kill pigs.
"Did you clean it?"
"It's all cleaned up."
"Damn, why does it smell so bad? Get some water and wash it away."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bucket of cold water poured on him, and then someone took a big brush and rubbed it on his butt, back, and legs.
The brush was obviously an iron brush. The hard wire was brushing until the flesh and blood were blurred, and pieces of skin were pulled out.
The painful feeling was so disturbing that Jiang Maoran almost fainted several times, but every time he was about to faint, someone hit him hard, causing him to wake up again. Life would be worse than death.
"Is it done?" someone asked again.[
"Okay!" he replied in a very excited voice.
"Let's cook it." His tone was very normal, as if he was preparing to cook a sheep.
"Is it really going to cook?" This time, the voice was a little weird.
"Yeah, it's really cool." He replied without any doubt.
After a moment of silence, someone asked: "Should I do a dissection first? Otherwise, it will be very dirty. How can I eat it?"
"Who told you to eat?" The person who spoke was surprised, "The general only said to cook this old boy, but not to eat him?"
"It's okay if you don't eat, it's okay if you don't eat." The question made the person feel a little happy, and then he laughed and walked behind Jiang Maoran, his eyes rolling.
The chill behind his back was getting worse and worse. He was struggling to make a sound. Jiang Maoran struggled "whimpering" and tried to shout out a sentence or two from his throat. But his voice could never come out. He waited until the linen in his mouth
After being taken out, he let out a "whoosh" and just asked for mercy when his body became unsteady and he was thrown into the cauldron with his head down and his feet up.
With a "plop", the hot water splashed and burned his body, causing a burst of curses.
Hot, so hot!
The hot boiling water made Jiang Maoran scream "Ah!", but before he could scream a second time, his eyes went dark, and a large pot lid pushed him down.
Someone was obviously holding down the lid of the pot, otherwise Jiang Maoran would have pushed the lid up after struggling several times in the hot pot.
"Add more firewood, add more firewood, make the fire bigger!"
Jiang Maoran could no longer hear the fussing sounds. He had been scalded to death.
After a long time, the yard was filled with the smell of meat