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Laosiji Lianmeng: Your subject Wan Zhixin pays respect to the lord!
Koujiao Chifan: Your subject Liu Fangfang pays respect to the lord!
Featherdang Diaoqingtian: Your subject Mo Maomao pays respect to the lord!
When Meng Hun knelt before Jiang Pengji and addressed her as his lord, the streaming room went wild. Countless viewers agreed with him.
They all knew that it was a room for harem fights. The streamer had said that she refused to fight in the harem and was determined to rule the throne. But a few years had passed and she had not done anything. Many viewers even thought that Jiang Pengji was just boasting.
Meng Hun's actions were undoubtedly a sign.
From that night onwards, their streamer was ready to ascend to the heavens.
Jiang Pengji's lips curled into a smile. Her cold face became a little warmer. She helped Meng Hun up and said, "You've worked hard tonight."
Meng Hun stood up and couldn't help but grin, revealing a set of snow-white teeth.
"That's not right, my lord. If we were to talk about who contributed the most in this siege, it would be my lord. I don't dare to take it all for myself."
Meng Hun felt that night was the most carefree since he had rebelled against the Meng's. He felt like he had come back to life and his blood was boiling.
Even though he was covered in blood and there was a lingering stench at the tip of his nose, he felt extremely comfortable from head to toe.
If it was someone else, they might think that Meng Hun was just flattering her. But Jiang Pengji knew that he admired her from the bottom of his heart.
The smile on his lips deepened, and his eyes were filled with warmth.
"No one can take away the credit that belongs to you. The head was to be hung on the city wall. Wen Zheng and the rest will understand when they see it. "
As she said that, she lifted her leg and kicked General Jiu's head.
The head rolled down like a rubber ball.
Meng Hun nodded and said, "I'll do it now."
"How many prisoners of the Tsing Yi Army do we have?" Jiang Pengji stopped Meng Hun and said, "I don't know how many troops were killed in this attack. Including the 1,000 imperial guards under Coach Luoyue, there are at most 2,000. The Tsing Yi Army can't even defend the city with 10,000 men, let alone the few of us. If there are members of the Tsing Yi Army who are willing to surrender, we can consider incorporating them into the army for the time being. Stabilizing the situation is the most important. "
Meng Hun looked a little embarrassed. He felt that the number of captives this time was probably less than two thousand.
There were more than 10,000 members of the Tsing Yi Army. 3,000 of them were lured out of the city during the day and all of them were annihilated on the Longhu Boardwalk. Jiang Pengji led more than 50 troops and killed close to 500 members of the Tsing Yi Army. He divided his troops and led other troops to ambush the Tsing Yi Army near the west gate. He estimated that 3,000 of them were annihilated. After General Jiu was beheaded, another group was scared away … Based on this calculation, the remaining members of the Tsing Yi Army who were captured did not exceed 2,000.
Seeing his expression, Jiang Pengji's heart skipped a beat. She said, "It's just a temporary incorporation to keep up appearances."
Meng Hun said. "Putting up a front?"
"Yes, although Xiangyang district has been conquered, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a second group of Tsing Yi army coming to cause trouble. We need manpower now. When the situation in Xiangyang district stabilizes, I plan to recruit soldiers again. The selection criteria will be stricter. The quality of the soldiers is more important than the quantity. If I want to nurture, I will nurture elite soldiers. "
Meng Hun understood what Jiang Pengji meant and felt relieved.
"Then how does my lord plan to deal with the corpses of the bandits?"
After experiencing the earthquake in Shangjing, Meng Hun had some taboos about corpses. He was afraid that if the corpses decomposed, they would cause an epidemic or pollute the water source.
Jiang Pengji replied without raising her brows, "Directly transport them outside the city and burn them. Special times call for special treatment. We don't have enough manpower. After taking over Xiangyang district, there are still many things to do. How can we have extra manpower to bury them? Now that the weather is hot, the corpses will rot easily if left for a long time. It's better to deal with them as soon as possible. Remember to transport them to a remote place and deal with them. "
Meng Hun did not have much objection to burning them. After all, they were the corpses of his enemies.
"Oh yes, get someone to get you some water and treat the wounds on your body. Otherwise, when the wounds fester, you'll suffer for nothing. "
Jiang Pengji was skilled. Although she looked disheveled and was covered in blood, the blood belonged to others.
Meng Hun belonged to the category of a normal person. Moreover, it was a chaotic battle in the middle of the night. He was ferocious and fearless and fought bravely. His arms, shoulder blades, lower back and other places had additional wounds. If they were not treated properly, when the wounds fester or become infected, it would be troublesome.
After Meng Hun heard this, his heart warmed.
He said, "Thank you for your concern, my lord."
Meng Hun carried General Jiu's head and walked to the door. He summoned a troop and asked him to hang the head on the west city gate.
"Send 100 more people to guard the district headquarters and protect my lord's safety. Everyone must be alert tonight. Don't be careless!"
Although half of the Tsing Yi army in Xiangyang district had been destroyed, the possibility of them making a comeback could not be ruled out.
"Yes!"
On the other side, Jiang Pengji's tense nerves relaxed. She had no intention of resting. It was destined to be a sleepless night.
She did not deal with her image. Instead, she attracted someone.
"Where are all the women in the hall?"
The troop blushed and said, "Langjun, do you want to see them?"
Jiang Pengji raised her brows and said, "Call me lord."
The troop quickly changed his address and asked again, "Do you want to see them?"
"Yes." Jiang Pengji nodded.
When she rushed in, she not only noticed General Jiu and the others, but also noticed more than 20 disheveled women in the hall.
At that time, the situation was too chaotic. Jiang Pengji did not care about their safety. Now that they had settled down, she should arrange a place for them to go.
The troops were a group of men. Even if they had strict discipline above their heads, it was hard to guarantee that no one would be tempted by them.
After all, most of the troops were bandits.
Jiang Pengji knew very well what bandits were like.
Not long after, the women who were locked up in the small woodshed in the side hall were brought over. Every one of them was covered in dust. Some of them were silent, some were trembling, and some were expressionless, like walking puppets.
Jiang Pengji sat upright in the seat of honor. The women recognized her. Thinking of her ruthlessness when she killed people, they became more and more timid.
"My lord, I have brought them here."
Jiang Pengji glanced at all the women and then shifted her gaze to the troop.
She asked in a flat tone, "Did you bully them?"
The troop's face turned pale and he said in a low voice, "We didn't bully them … It's just that when we pushed and shoved, we inevitably touched them a little …"
The internal discipline of the troops was strict. Whoever dared to violate it would have severe consequences. They still had a sense of propriety.
However, all adult men had some physiological needs.
Jiang Pengji was not unreasonable. She did not expect these people to be monks who cultivated in seclusion and had few desires.
In order to solve this conflict, she informed Meng Hun that each troop could take a day off every month. They were free to allocate the day's time.
As long as they did not kill, fight, or violate the disciplinary rules, she did not care about anything else.
Of course, if they violated the rules she set, the consequences would be absolutely miserable.
"You are quite honest. You can leave. Search the district headquarters and see if there are any thicker clothes. Bring them to them. "
The young man hurriedly left as if he had been pardoned.
After he went out, he secretly raised his hand to wipe his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
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