Li Rusong also crossed his legs and sat carelessly aside. He and Shen Lie looked at each other and smiled, quite a bit like they were close friends.
Shen Lie smiled slightly and stopped blocking him. At this moment, there was a warmth in his heart.
This Mr. Li...
What a deal!
Sharing wealth and honor may not last long, but sharing adversity is a true friend.
At this moment.
Surrounded by more and more Yangzhou Juzi and Jiangnan talents, the slaves in their families raised their arms and shouted, shouting to fight and kill.
Shen Lie didn't take it to heart at all.
Just waved his hand.
Behind him, more than ten elite soldiers from Tianjin Zuowei took off the shields they carried with them and stood with a clang in front of the two adults.
Such an elite military atmosphere.
Immediately, the momentum of the Yangzhou officials who caused trouble was stagnated again.
Li Rusong looked at these capable soldiers and was slightly stunned. He couldn't help but praise: "This...Brother Shen actually has such elite soldiers under his command. It's disrespectful."
Shen Lie laughed.
Li Rusong changed Erlang's legs to one side, and looked at those people raising their arms and shouting through the gaps in the shield formation, with a look of disdain on his face.
Put down the tea bowl.
Li Rusong suddenly ridiculed: "The imperial court is afraid of raising a son to rebel, so isn't it afraid that we and other warriors will rebel? Scholars will not rebel for three years, but if we and others rebel..."
The words fell.
The tax collectors, officials, and accountants who were already trembling around were trembling with fear, their hearts, livers, and lungs were beating loudly, and they lowered their heads with guilty conscience.
Everyone wanted to cover their ears.
Listen!
Is this man speaking human language? These are all nonsense. If these words spread...
Aren’t the adults going crazy?
Shen Lie was also stunned.
He almost spit out the coarse tea he drank in his mouth.
"okay!"
What this says makes so much sense!
But Li Rusong didn't take it seriously, and even looked leisurely at the two Western short muskets placed on the table.
This strange musket made Mr. Li's eyes light up involuntarily, and then he reached out his hand unceremoniously, picked up one of the guns and started playing with it.
"Huh?"
Li Rusong placed the well-made firecracker on his knees and toyed with it over and over. Two strange lights shot out from his tiger eyes.
"this……"
I can't blame Li Rusong for being surprised.
Although this gun is shorter, its structure is very delicate. It is very different from the Huomen gun equipped in large numbers in the Ming army. Even a match rope cannot be found.
Said.
Mr. Li curiously held up the musket.
Shen Lie was startled and said hurriedly: "Be careful...it's loaded...don't let it go off."
Li Rusong put down the flintlock musket again, put it on his knee and played with it fondly, then curled his lips and said, "I am the deputy general of Shenji Camp!"
Not a layman!
Shen Lie could only spread his hands and shrugged coolly.
Li Rusong slowly closed the faucet of the musket in his hand, and then asked slowly: "Where did this musket come from?"
Shen Lie said vaguely: "This gun was a gift from a friend."
The corner of Li Rusong's mouth twitched, with an expression that seemed to say, such a sophisticated and advanced Western fire gun doesn't even exist in my Shenji Camp.
You are fooling the devil!
Shen Lie could only touch his nose and said vaguely: "It is indeed a gift from a friend."
I saw his attitude was so vague.
Li Rusong didn't ask any more questions. He just thrust the flintlock pistol engraved with foreign characters into his waist and said carelessly: "This blunderbuss belongs to me.
"Why?"
Shen Lie was stunned and a little anxious: "Robbing it openly?"
Li Rusong grinned and said, "For money... please give me a price."
The Li family in Liaodong has a great business, so they must not be short of these few taels of silver.
Shen Lie touched his head and said calmly: "Okay, take it."
The two were haggling over the price of a Western flintlock gun.
not far away.
As more and more soldiers gathered on the pier and started to make a lot of noise, the cavalry soldiers who tried their best to maintain order were already overwhelmed.
Soon, stones and bricks flew out from among the gathered Yangzhou soldiers, knocking several unprepared transport soldiers to the ground, accompanied by several screams.
See blood.
As a stone flew from afar, it hit the shields in front of Shen Lie and Li Rusong with a clang, and the scene began to develop out of control.
In chaos.
Li Rusong looked at the stones flying in the crowd and the fallen water transport soldiers, and said impatiently: "This is the water transport customs, and it is not an option to be blocked like this... What do you think we should do? ?”
The water transport troops are so scumbag, and they can usually scare the people, but when they encounter such an organized and large-scale crowd gathering to cause trouble, they will definitely be difficult to resist.
Shen Lie then stood up and said with a smile: "In Shen's opinion...it's better to cut through the mess with a sharp knife and kill him with a stick."
Throughout the ages, at home and abroad, every dynasty, and even European and American societies that boast themselves to be very developed, have encountered the unsolvable problem of scholars making trouble.
Then there is only one way.
beat!
When saying this.
Shen Lie had already received a jujube water-fire stick from his subordinates. The stick was half red and half black, and the height was just as high as an adult man's eyebrows.
That’s why it’s also called Qimei Gun.
The head is also wrapped with a piece of iron, which is specially used for making boards in the yamen.
Shen Lie picked up the fire stick, rolled up the sleeves of his bullfighting uniform, spat into his calloused hands, and smiled at Li Rusong.
"Man...what should I say?"
Li Rusong was stunned, never expecting that Brother Shen, who usually smiled and had no airs when he saw everyone, could be so fierce now.
Looking at the sinister smile on Shen Lie's face.
Mr. Li naturally couldn't stand his fiery temper, so he stood up suddenly, rolled up his sleeves, and took a water and fire stick.
Li Rusong naturally refused to give in. The few elite Liao soldiers around him refused to stop at night, and they could no longer restrain themselves. They took the water and fire sticks one by one.
even.
I didn't collect it for several nights and still laughed happily without looking serious.
Each person holds a water and fire stick.
Shen Lie puffed up the breeze and shouted: "Man... let's go!"
As Shen Lie's expression changed.
A wave of his hand.
The elite soldiers under his command then took action, pointing towards the water and fire stick with one hand, and holding the shield in the other hand, slowly advancing the shield array step by step.
Although there are few soldiers.
Counting Shen Lie and Li Rusong, there were only about thirty of them, but they were all elites from the Tianjin Zuowei and Liao Army, and they had the appearance of elite soldiers as soon as they took action.
The shield formation composed of more than a dozen shields is meticulous.
Brick pushed forward steadily against the rocks flying in the sky, and soon approached the troublemaking Yangzhou Juzi and their slaves.
Seeing that the stones and bricks were useless, the wealthy slaves standing in the front row changed their expressions and stepped back involuntarily.
But now it was too late to retreat.
As Shen Lie took the lead, he rushed out of the shield formation, shook the long stick in his hand, and swung it towards several wealthy slaves.
Screams sounded.
As the naughty slave lay down holding his head, a group of strong men followed Shen Lie and rushed out, but only the shadows of sticks were seen flying in the sky.