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Chapter 439

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The 50 Flintlock Gunners quickly approached the small group of people and surrounded the small group of corpses, carefully inspecting them. Suddenly, the pile of corpses moved, and a hand reached out from within, followed by the head of a guy whose face was covered in blood.

Seeing the Ming soldiers staring at him with unkind expressions, Ma Wendong's mind went blank. Then, an endless fear swept through his heart. He had a heart of stone, but a heart of stone was also afraid of death. He obviously realized something, so he shouted loudly, raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the Ming Army. He shouted, "Don't come over."

A few soldiers who had loaded the ammunition immediately pointed their guns at him. At first, they were still on guard. But looking at the extinguished match and the guy's trembling body, they knew that he was a typical outwardly strong but inwardly weak person.

Chen Longzheng pushed through the crowd and walked over. He saw the trembling Ma Wendong raising his gun to scare the surrounding Ming Army soldiers. Looking at the match, Chen Longzheng sneered.

This guy actually caused the death of a soldier. It was not worth it! This guy actually caused the death of so many villagers. So many elderly, young, women, and children. It was not worth it!

Liu Xiaoliu followed beside Chen Longzheng. His hand that was holding the rake kept trembling because of anger.

"Sir, this is Ma Wendong, the one who should be killed a thousand times!"

Chen Longzheng nodded.

"You are Ma Wendong?"

Chen Longzheng asked.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why do you want to harm me?! "

Ma Wendong yelled fiercely while shaking his head.

"I'm Chen Longzheng, the Foreign Affairs Counselor of Marquis Zhennan's Mansion under the command of Xiao Ruxun, Marquis Zhennan. I'm here to take the people of the Luzon Daming home. Ma Wendong, how dare you disobey the order of the Marquis's Mansion, intercept the people of the Daming without permission, and slaughter the people of the Daming. As a citizen of the Daming, do you know what crime you've committed?"

Ma Wendong looked at Chen Longzheng's overly young face and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha, hahahahaha! Ever since I left my hometown and came to Luzon, I was no longer a Daming's citizen! I can't even eat while I'm Daming! He almost starved to death! It was only when I arrived at Luzon that I could make a living. I fought for what I have today! What does it have to do with the Daming?! Not to mention the Marquis's Mansion, I don't even look at the Emperor's imperial edict! "

Chen Longzheng shouted angrily, "Even so, why did you slaughter your compatriots? Whether you think you're a citizen of the Daming or not, you're from the Daming. You and these people are all compatriots! Why did you do this?! You didn't even spare the children. How could you do that?! "

"Haha, you scholars don't know how hard it is for us peasants to survive! To get to where I am today, how much suffering and how long have I had to go through to get here? How could you, who were born with a silver spoon, understand?! You want to take away my way of living with a paper order. Without these people, I'll have no way of living. My whole family will have no way of living! What do you think I should do?! "

"This is not a reason for you to slaughter hundreds of people. You are heartless. You didn't even spare the children and elders. No matter how many reasons you have, you can't escape punishment. My father was also born in a poor family. When I was young, I also suffered a lot. I didn't have enough to eat and warm clothes. But I still persisted in studying and finally changed my fate. That's why I have today. No matter what you say, you have no reason to get away with it. Even if I agree, the hundreds of people who died tragically will not agree!"

Chen Longzheng glared angrily at Ma Wendong. Suddenly, he waved his saber and took a few steps forward. With a swish, the saber flashed, but Ma Wendong let out a mournful howl. His left arm was cut off from the elbow, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. Immediately, several soldiers came forward to restrain him.

Chen Longzheng's sudden move made many soldiers look at him in a different light. Chen Longzheng was a standard Daming scholar. He had the halo of a scholar. Originally, the soldiers were in awe of him. Now, not only did he eat and live with the soldiers, he also shared joys and sorrows with them. His marksmanship was accurate. Even his saber skills were not bad and extremely sharp. They didn't notice that Ma Wendong's left arm had been cut off.

Who said that a scholar couldn't fight or lift a hand? Our Marquis Xiao only had three scholars under his command, and they were all f * cking able to go to the battlefield. Not to mention Yuan Huang, he had followed Marquis Xiao to fight Japan and Burma early on. He was Marquis Xiao's indispensable right-hand man.

Yuan Yan also led the police to suppress bandits. It was a group of f * cking fierce bandits with unknown origins. They turned the market on the west side of Yangon upside down and occupied a small island. Yuan Yan didn't let the navy move out. He took the police and sailed a small boat to the island. After a bloody battle for a day and a night, he came back with hundreds of bloody heads. From then on, there was no one around Yangon who didn't obey his orders.

Right now, the only one who looked like Chen Longzheng knew saber skills and marksmanship was also very accurate. He could also lead troops to fight. What should I say? He really didn't show his true colors! Marquis Xiao was really good at judging people!

If Xiao Ruxun knew, he could only smile bitterly. It's not that I'm good at judging people, it's that I can only judge these three people. The other scholars don't follow me at all! He sent people to invite some young scholars to come to the Marquis's manor to be aides, but they all ignored him. What could he do?

However, the latest news was that a group of more than a hundred poor old scholars with an average age of more than sixty had already followed his fleet to Burma. It was said that they couldn't survive in Daming anymore and planned to come to Burma to make a living. Xiao Ruxun planned to let these hundred over old scholars teach the Burmese soldiers and people how to read and write, starting a campaign to eliminate illiteracy.

He didn't teach them poetry and etiquette, he just taught them how to read and write. For the army and ordinary people, reading and writing was enough. For something deeper, Xiao Ruxun had other ideas.

Looking at Ma Wendong who was howling miserably, Chen Longzheng sighed and thought to himself that there was no need to do this. He shook his head and asked Liu Xiaoliu to bring people to various places to look for his fellow villagers. Liu Xiaoliu called out repeatedly and finally summoned his fellow villagers who were hiding in the cave.

At first, they suspected that this was Ma Wendong's plan. A few brave ones took the risk and came out to take a look. Only then did they confirm that Ma Wendong was really finished.

Looking at the miserable Ma Wendong, the black mass of people couldn't contain their anger. Chen Longzheng also knew that these people needed to vent their anger, so he decisively handed Ma Wendong over to them. Under the suggestion of some elders, they decided to use an ancient local punishment to deal with Ma Wendong.

Stoning!

As soon as Ma Wendong heard these two words, he immediately shouted in horror, which made Chen Longzheng quite curious. What on earth was this stoning that could make a heartless bastard like Ma Wendong so afraid? After seeing it, he knew that this was really a terrible punishment.

They tied him up and hung him on a rock. The black mass of villagers looked at him with fiery eyes. They held stones of different sizes in their hands and smashed Ma Wendong one by one until he was smashed to death. This kind of pain and fear could probably be compared with death by a thousand cuts.

But no one showed mercy. Chen Longzheng silently said to himself, "Good for good, and good for evil."

Ma Wendong was smashed to death in this way.

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