Chapter 51 On the way back "Presumptuous!"
Dong Tuanxiao suddenly turned blue with anger.
He slammed the table and shouted loudly, "As a member of the army, you spread rumors wantonly without questioning whether they are true or not.
What crime should you be responsible for?
Come on, pull me down and repeat."
"Twenty military sticks" "Yes."
Dong Ze, a member of the Baihu family, agreed, rushed into the Chinese army's tent with four or five burly men, picked up Cheng Mingzhong and dragged him outside.
When the other civil servants and generals saw this, they all trembled in their hearts, lowered their heads, and did not dare to say anything more.
With Cheng Mingzhong's thin body, after being beaten with twenty army sticks, most of his life must have been lost.
And this is probably because of his many years of service.
If it had been anyone else, Dong Shatou would have directly beheaded him in public.
However, Cheng Mingzhong refused to remember Dong Tuanxiao's grace of not killing him at all.
He dragged his legs on the ground, struggling and shouting hoarsely, "My lord, it's unjust.
It's wrong.
I'm humble.
I really don't spread rumors randomly.
I'm humble, I just received a warning from Jiaxing.”
"Push it out, plug your mouth with horse dung, beat it, beat it hard."
The more Dong Tuanxiao listened, the more his face turned blue, and the scabbard banged on the handsome desk, making a snapping sound.
The soldiers did not dare to delay, so they lifted up Cheng Mingzhong's hands and feet and walked out.
After a while, the sound of contact between wooden sticks and flesh came from outside the military tent, "pop, pop, pop, pop", one after another, the sound was irritating and made people's scalp numb.
All the civilian staff and generals in the Chinese military tent felt chills running down their spines.
The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, no one dares to plead for Cheng Mingzhong.
Cheng Mingzhong, whose mouth was blocked, could still scream at first.
After only five or six strokes, the sound turned into a moan.
After two or three more sticks, there was no moaning at all.
After a quick glance, he completely fainted.
After all, he was also a third-grade intellectual, and Dong Ze, the executioner's private soldier, did not dare to beat him to death.
He quickly ordered his men to put away their military sticks, and trotted inside to report to Dong Tuanxiao, "Sir, Cheng, Cheng Shenjun fainted and passed out."
"How much more is left?"
Dong Tuanxiao didn't feel any sympathy at all.
He raised his head and glanced at the soldiers, and asked coldly.
"Still, there are still ten, ten sticks left."
Baihu, a private soldier, shivered and responded with his fingers.
"Remember it for the time being," Dong Tuanxiao waved his hand and ordered without hesitation, "Take him to the back tent to apply medicine.
Wait three days, and then make up for the remaining punishment in front of the entire camp."
This is not much different from decapitation.
Cheng Mingzhong was a scholar who wanted to have a good reputation.
In front of tens of thousands of brothers in the battalion, his buttocks were stripped naked and he was whipped with a military stick.
Even if it didn't hurt him to death, he would still be embarrassed to death.
The staff and generals felt the same and felt increasingly frightened.
I secretly swore in my heart that I would never touch Mr.
Dong’s troubles again, or bring up the matter of withdrawing troops to rescue eastern Zhejiang.
Dong Tuanxiao saw everyone's performance in his eyes, curled his lips with a sneer, and said loudly again, "You are kind to the country, but you will collapse when you hear rumors.
Aren't you afraid of the ridicule of the world?
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Dong Mou swears here today that he will not break Yangzhou." , I will never teach you anything.
Anyone who dares to talk nonsense and disturb the morale of the army will come to see you."
After that, without waiting for anyone to respond, he shook his sleeves, raised his arms behind his back, and strode towards the back tent.
All the civilian staff and generals looked at each other and waited cautiously in the commander's tent for a while before they dispersed.
After returning to their respective barracks, they quickly used various means to prevent the rumors from spreading.
In order to avoid being caught by Dong Shatou, he would deal with it as hard as he dealt with Cheng Mingzhong.
Except for a few smart people, most of the Zhejiang army's civil and military forces took the initiative to draw a clear line from the rumors.
However, they didn't expect it.
The moment they left, Dong Tuanxiao was in the back tent and rushed to Cheng Mingzhong's stretcher.
While wiping his head repeatedly with a cold towel, he shouted loudly: "Ming Zhong, wake up, wake up quickly.
Where is the person who sent you the letter?
Where is the urgent document in Jiaxing?"
"Hmm" After wiping for a long time, Cheng Mingzhong woke up from his coma.
He took a long breath and cursed weakly, "Dong Shatou, you, you are so cruel."
"Compassion does not control soldiers."
Dong Tuanxiao wiped his face with a cold towel twice, and continued to ask loudly, "Where is the messenger?
Besides you, who else knows the news about the fall of Yixing?
Please tell me quickly, don't If you waste time, you know what the outcome of the Battle of Haixia will be."
The last sentence was very cryptic.
But Cheng Mingzhong, who was born as a Jinshi, suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
When the King of Chu was at Haixia, he still had 80,000 soldiers in his hands, so he could retreat calmly.
However, Han Xin relied on spreading the news that the Chu land had been captured by the Han army, which caused the morale of the Chu army to collapse and all 80,000 soldiers and horses were wiped out.
Xiang Yu himself also committed suicide in Wujiang River because he failed to break through.
The current situation faced by the Zhejiang Army is very similar to that of the Chu Army.
If news spread that their hometown is in danger, the morale of those Mao Hulu soldiers, who are mainly tenants and villagers, will definitely be demoralized.
The width of the Yangtze River is several times that of the Wujiang River.
Even with Fang Guozhen's help, the Zhejiang army would not be able to withdraw to the south bank overnight.
What's more, Fang Guozhen is a typical wallflower.
When he finds out that something is not going well, no one can guarantee whether he will defect in front of the battle.
After understanding the cause and effect, Cheng Mingzhong could no longer hate Dong Tuanxiao for killing him.
Even if anyone were to be the coach, if faced with the same situation, the first thing that needs to be done is to kill and silence them.
Instead of showing off like he did before.
"The letter, the letter is right there, in my pocket.
Well, the messenger, I, I have ordered my soldier Wang San to take him down for dinner.
He should be near Wang San's sleeping tent at the moment."
"Here comes someone!"
Dong Tuanxiao heard this and immediately shouted in a low voice.
"The general is here at the end."
Dong Ze, a hundred households with soldiers, heard about it and immediately strode in.
"Go to Cheng Tongzhi and lock up the messenger from Jiaxing and everyone who has come in contact with the messenger, regardless of rank.
Remember, don't make too much noise.
Anyone who dares to make a noise will be shot to death."
"Yes" Dong Ze, a member of the Hundred Households of Soldiers, agreed loudly and walked away.
Before the sound of his footsteps had faded away, Dong Tuanxiao turned his eyes to Cheng Mingzhong again, "Tongzhi Cheng, I really want to apologize to you for what happened today.
Please Mingzhong, please don't hate me."
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After saying that, he folded his hands in front of his chest and made a long bow for Cheng Mingzhong seriously.
"Sir, what are you talking about?"
Upon seeing this, Cheng Mingzhong was immediately moved and his eyes turned red.
"It's the officer's own lack of consideration that has messed up the morale of the army.
If someone else had replaced him as commander, he would have beheaded him with a single sword.
How dare he hold grudge against you?"
"Well, it's a pity for you after all."
Dong Tuanxiao sighed, slowly leaned down, and took out the emergency document from where Cheng Mingzhong indicated.
But he did not watch immediately, but sighed again and added in a low voice, "I have received the warning.
Don't worry, go to Rongyin behind you.
Dong will be responsible for planning for you to the court."
"What?"
Cheng Mingzhong was stunned, unable to believe his ears for a moment.
"You, you, what do you mean?
I, I, I have been beaten, beaten like this.
It's hard, isn't it enough?"
"Ming Zhong, forgive me for being helpless."
Dong Tuanxiao didn't give any explanation at all.
He held Cheng Mingzhong's neck with one hand and slowly exerted his force.
"I'm really helpless.
You should know that kindness can't control the army.
Don't hate me, If you and I were to change places, the result would be the same
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