Since Li An thought highly of the young man, the head of the Angi family naturally did not object. He immediately ordered the elder beside him to send someone to invite the young man. He decided to take the young man in and let him be the squad leader of his family's guards. If the young man performed meritorious deeds in the future, he would be more than qualified to be a squad leader. After all, most of the young men recruited by the Angi families were not that strong. Those who were too strong would naturally look down on a small family like theirs.
It was the most difficult for a small family to start off. After all, those who sought refuge had to consider their own development. If they could not see the development potential of this small family and their own strength was relatively strong, they would naturally be unwilling to seek refuge with a small family so as not to delay their own growth. In addition, most small families had limited financial resources and could not afford to hire people who were too strong. They could only settle for the next best thing, which was to hire people with average strength or even some people to make up the numbers. Once a battle really broke out, these people would collapse at the first touch. They were called a mob.
No one liked a motley crew, but due to the limitations of their own conditions, there were many times when they had no choice but to recruit a motley crew. After all, even a motley crew was better than fighting alone. A motley crew could easily rob a merchant, but when they encountered a well-trained army, they would be defeated.
Soon, the young man was brought to the city wall and appeared in front of Ang Lee.
The head of the Angi family asked, "What's your name? What's your feud with the bandit leader? "
The young man said, "My name is Mu Dahu. I have a feud with the bandits who killed my father."
His answer was quite straightforward without any hesitation, which made Ang Lee and the others very satisfied. This kind of straightforward person was the most straightforward. It was not tiring to get along with this kind of person. Instead, it was very comfortable.
"Mu Dahu, nice name. Are you willing to join the Angi family as a guard? The monthly salary will be double your current salary. There's still room for improvement."
The head of the Angi family asked.
Mu Dahu was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly said, "Yes, I'm willing."
The head of the Angi family heard this and smiled with satisfaction. Ang Lee next to him also smiled.
"What's wrong? You seem to have something to say. It's okay, just say it."
Ang Lee saw Mu Dahu's hesitant look and said.
Mu Dahu suddenly knelt down in front of Ang Lee and said, "I have a blood feud with the bandit leader. Can I kill him with my own hands?"
Obviously, Mu Dahu hated his enemy too much. Although he was whipped three times, he still did not feel satisfied. There was still a monstrous hatred in his heart. It was as if he could not get rid of the hatred in his heart until he completely cut his enemy.
"Mu Dahu."
The head of the Angi family frowned and shouted. Obviously, he felt that Mu Dahu's request was too much. Mu Dahu was not the only one who had a grudge with the bandit leader. There were so many people who had a grudge with the bandit leader. In order to appease everyone, it was already good enough to let everyone whip Mu Dahu a few times. Mu Dahu still wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands. Obviously, he had forgotten his own identity. He was just an orphan. Even if he joined the Angi family as a guard captain, he was just a nobody. Among all the people who had a grudge with the bandit leader, Mu Dahu was not even on the list.
Mu Dahu obviously knew that his request was a little too much. However, he really wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands. Therefore, he said it out of excitement. Even if there was only one hope in ten thousand people, he did not want to give up.
Ang Lee did not blame Mu Dahu. He looked at Mu Dahu with admiration and said, "You are not the only one who has a grudge with the bandit leader. If you let others lose the chance to vent their anger because of you, many people will feel that it is unfair. However, if you still feel that it is not enough to vent your anger, you can go after everyone is done with the beating! At that time, no one will stop you from doing whatever you want. "
Mu Dahu thanked him profusely and retreated. After retreating, he went directly to his enemy. Seeing someone else whipping his enemy, he felt a little relieved.
Every time his enemy was whipped, his shoulder would shake a few times. It was as if he was the one whipping his enemy.
"Use more strength! Did you not eat? "
When the person who whipped him did not use enough strength, he would roar angrily. He felt that the person who whipped him was tickling his enemy.
On the other side, Ang Lee saw a woman holding a whip and whipping a bandit leader. The woman's face was cold. She did not look angry, but her whipping movements were very forceful. It was as if she had used up all her strength. It was obvious that this woman had a grudge with the bandit leader.
However, at the same time, Li An also noticed that when the woman appeared, there were many men nearby who glanced at her with disdain. It was as if they looked down on her. There were even a few vulgar businessmen whose eyes were shining.
Ang Lee asked, "Why is there a woman here? Who is she? Does she have a grudge with the bandits?"
An elder next to the head of the Angi family hurriedly said, "Assistant Minister Li, this woman is called Sai Xianzi. She is one of the more famous prostitutes here. She has been here for three years and many merchants in the city have taken care of her business."
"Oh, a prostitute. Do you know why she has a grudge with the bandits?"
Ang Lee asked with interest.
The elder of the Angi family awkwardly cleared his throat and said truthfully, "Actually, this woman is also a pitiful person. She is a woman from a village 50 miles away. I heard that she was the most beautiful woman in the village. On the day of her wedding, she was kidnapped by a group of bandits. She was released a month later. However, it was difficult for her to return home, so she came to our city and became a prostitute. She has been doing this for three years and has made a name for herself."
"Sixth brother, you know quite a lot."
The head of the Angi family said unhappily.
Obviously, he knew his sixth brother very well. He knew that his sixth brother was a lecher who often went to brothels. Otherwise, he would not know these things.
The elder of the Angi family smiled awkwardly. Obviously, he had nothing to say.
Ang Lee naturally heard the dissatisfaction in the words of the head of the Angi family. He smiled slightly and did not care about the things between the two brothers. He suddenly sighed with emotion about this prostitute. She was originally a very good and pure girl, but because she was kidnapped by bandits for a period of time, she was abandoned. Was this her fault? Of course not. It was the fault of the bandits. However, she had to bear all the pain, while the bandits had been free and happy. If the army of the Tang dynasty had not captured the bandit leader alive, the bandit leader would probably continue to harm the village girls and continue to be free and happy. The bandit leader's happiness was based on the pain of others. Every time he was happy, there would be a miserable woman who would be in so much pain that she would rather die. She would either commit suicide or be reduced to working in a brothel to make a living. She would not be happy for the rest of her life.
Looking at the good-looking woman, Li An sighed slightly. However, after the woman finished whipping the bandit leader three times, she suddenly kicked the bandit leader in the crotch, causing him to scream like a pig being slaughtered. The onlookers immediately cheered.
Although this kick was somewhat against the rules, it was a woman after all. No one cared about it, and no one asked about it.
After that kick, the woman left the crowd and returned to the city of Angji.
An old man in his eighties with a crutch in his hand also came to whip the bandit leader. However, his hands were trembling a little. He could not hold the whip at all, nor did he have any strength. But he insisted on doing it, and no one could stop him, so they could only let him be.
He did not use the whip. Instead, he hit the bandit leader a few times with his crutch. He did not use much strength, but he did his best. Then, he left with his face full of cracks.
Obviously, he wanted to hit the bandit leader very hard. Unfortunately, his strength did not allow him to use too much strength. He was already old and did not have much strength. He could only watch the young man hit the bandit leader.
Ang Lee looked at the old man and was interested. He looked at the master of the Angi family and asked, "Who is this old man? He is already so old. Why is he still doing it himself?"
An elder of the Angi Family quickly replied, "This old man is a merchant in the city. He has a son, a daughter, and several grandchildren. One time, when he was transporting goods, his son was killed by bandits, and his grandchildren were also killed. Now, he only has a daughter left. His son-in-law has a few sons, but unfortunately, they are not of the same surname, and his property can only be handed over to outsiders. After all, his children and grandchildren have all died, and his grandson is the closest person to him."
Ang Lee suddenly understood. It turned out that this old man had such a story. When he thought of his children and grandchildren dying in the hands of bandits, he was very angry. Even if he did not have much strength left, he still wanted to hit the bandits a few times to vent his anger and avenge his children and grandchildren. His face was full of tears because he thought of his children and grandchildren. When he thought of how his children and grandchildren were killed by the bandit leader at such a young age, his heart was filled with grief. His tears could not stop flowing. There was probably nothing more heart-wrenching than losing one's children at an old age.
Ang Lee stood on the city wall and looked at the bustling crowd below. He sighed in his heart. He did not expect that a small stone city like the Angi family would have so many people who had a grudge against the bandits. It seemed that the bandits had done so many evil things over the years that they had made so many enemies.
After being whipped by hundreds of people, four of the six bandit leaders had been whipped to death. The other two were almost dead, but there were still half of the people in the line. So, the four bandit leaders who were whipped to death could only be whipped. Even if their bodies were to be whipped, the people in the line did not want to leave. There was a huge hatred buried in their hearts. Whipping the corpses was also a way to vent. They would rather whip the corpses to vent their anger.
By the time everyone was done venting, the six bandit leaders had already stopped breathing. Their bodies were covered with bloody scars. Their skin had been completely smashed. Blood flowed everywhere. There was also a lot of minced meat piled up near the high platform. One could even see the white bones on their bodies. It was obvious that the person who whipped them had used so much force that even the bones were exposed.
After everyone was whipped, the soldiers of the Tang dynasty who were responsible for maintaining order left one after another. The corpses of the bandit leaders were left where they were. It was up to the angry people to deal with these corpses. They could do whatever they wanted.
Mu Dahu suddenly rushed up and shouted to all the people around him, "Everyone, get out of the way. Let me skin and break the bones of this bastard. Get out of the way."
Such a domineering way naturally aroused the anger of the people around him. They also had a grudge against the bandit leaders. They also wanted to skin and break the bones to vent their anger. Naturally, they did not agree to let Mu Dahu vent the bandit leaders' corpses.
"He killed my father. Get out of the way, all of you."
Mu Dahu roared domineeringly.
"So what if he killed my father? I also have a grudge against him for stealing my wife."
"Stealing my wife is nothing. My whole family was killed by him. I'm the only one left. I should be the one to deal with it."
"And me. More than half of the 300 people in our village were killed by this bastard. Less than 50 people survived. Many families were wiped out. I not only want to vent my anger for myself, but also for the villagers."
"I'm a white-haired man who has to bury his own child. I have no hope in my life. The young man is still very young. He will marry and have children in the future. His life will be very happy. Give it to the old man!"
The group of people did not give in to each other.
Hearing the crowd's words, Mu Dahu, who was originally aggressive, suddenly became a little discouraged. He had a deep hatred for the bandit leaders, but he did not expect that there were many people who hated the bandit leaders more than him. Even an old man in his sixties or seventies came to compete with him for the chance to vent his anger. This made him sigh in his heart. The previous hostility disappeared without a trace. He no longer insisted on letting others go. He could not be so selfish and had to give others a chance to vent their anger.
"How about this? Let's not fight anymore. Each of us will take a knife and cut off all the meat from this bastard's body. After cutting the meat, cut off the bones, and finally burn it to ashes. "
A fat merchant roared fiercely.
Mu Dahu nodded and agreed with the others. They had already prepared knives. In groups of five, they randomly cut off the corpse of the bandit leader. After cutting off a piece of meat, they went to the side and fiercely stomped on it with their knives until the meat was no different from the mud. Only then did they bitterly let go.
Mu Dahu was the most intense. He continuously stomped on a piece of the bandit leader's palm-sized flesh for more than two hours. It almost exhausted all of his strength. At first, he was still stomping on the flesh. After that, most of the time, he was only stomping on the mud. The minced meat had long disappeared and merged with the mud.
After venting for a while, Mu Dahu revealed a very satisfied smile. He seemed to feel very good, but soon he felt a sense of emptiness. Then, his face was full of tears. He could no longer control his emotions and began to bawl.
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