Chapter 145 Two-sleeved Breeze thief

The moonlight shone on Hawu's face, and Hawu's eyes were full of innocence.

"Of course not." Zhou Charter laughed and said, "You son of a bitch, you can't run even if you want to run!"

"This sounds comfortable!" Then five eyebrows opened their eyes and smiled.

Yao Xi scolded, "You are a fucking Qing family member. I think you are a cheap bone!"

"Yao Xi, you are as cheap as me!" Then Hawu scolded.

Zhou Charter completely rejected Yuan Shikai's conjecture.

Nahawu is by no means the eyes of the Empress Dowager, not because he cursed the Empress Dowager or because he did not want to be an uncle. Because Zhou Charter saw that Nahawu's eyes were full of childlike innocence.

A wartime veteran, his eyes are still so naive. Such a person can't be an eyeliner!

The three walked on the empty street. The autumn wind was gusty, and Yao Xi shuddered: "Brother, we should ask the court for some cotton-padded clothes."

Zhou Charter sighed, "The court will not give us cotton-padded clothes!"

"No way." Then Ha Wu shouted, "We are born and die. Doesn't the Empress Dowager Buddha want to comfort us?"

The court did not trust Zhang Jun, but it would not say it clearly. On the surface, it's all empty words, and there is nothing practical at all. The thousands of taels of silver brought by Jin should be the last military expenditure given by the court to Zhang Jun.

Zhou Charter could not tell the brothers about Zhang Jun's embarrassing situation, which would shake the army's hearts and had to shake his head and say, "Now that our Qing Dynasty is going to fight a full war with Japan. Liaodong and Shandong are fighting. The court's food and salaries are tight, and the supply of arms is also overstretched. The court ordered us to follow the Xianghuai Army and raise our own food and salaries."

"Damn, it's self-funded food and salary again!" Ha Wu said with hatred, "When I followed Lord Zuo Zongtang to fight the bandits, I also raised my own food and salaries!" If you have money to repair the garden, you don't have money to raise soldiers! What the fuck is this court!"

In those years, Zeng Guofan, Zu Zongtang and Li Hongzhang recruited troops to practice bravery, and the court did not pay a penny. It was all about it by itself. This became the practice of the Qing Dynasty. Although Ha Wu was angry, he was not surprised.

"It seems that the money to reward officers and soldiers cannot be sent." Yao Xi sighed, "Such a large team, if you want to eat, wear, and you need guns. Thousands of taels of silver are not enough."

Zhou Charter frowned: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Let's see. The Japanese have just captured Pyongyang and need to replenish food bombs. Their food and ammunition will be transported by sea from China. The logistics supply line is too long and takes time. I don't think they will attack Yizhou for a while. We still have time.

Suddenly, I heard a noisy sound not far ahead. At this time, it was already late at night, and the voice seemed particularly harsh.

The three walked quickly and turned a corner. They saw a group of soldiers of Zhangjun surrounded a gate tower and shouted scolding. There was a faint sound of fighting in the crowd.

Naha Wu shouted: "Damn, harassing the people in the middle of the night. Are you fucking impatient to live?"

The crowd suddenly calmed down, and all the soldiers stood upright.

A thin officer came over quickly to salute Zhou Charter and said in a North Korean accent: "Master! There is no one who harasses the people and helps the people catch thieves.

"Han Lingzhun, you battalion commander caught the thief in person!" Then Ha Wu shouted, "I think you were beaten by a thief, right?"

Han Lingzhun's face was black, obviously he had just been beaten.

This team of soldiers is the officers and soldiers of Park Yonglie's 4th Regiment. The fourth regiment is full of Korean Easternists. In order to reassure the people of Yizhou, Zhou Charter ordered the Chinese-dominated First, Second and Third Regiments to leave the city and station. The North Koreans formed a fourth regiment to be stationed in the city and was responsible for the public security in the city.

These Dongxue believers were originally used to collective life, developed the habit of obeying orders, and were very hard-working. After becoming soldiers, they quickly adapted to the life of the barracks and were very disciplined. Hannagan likes this North Korean army very much. He has worked the most in the 4th Regiment. Park Yonglie, the head of the regiment, is also a top student in Tianjin Military Academy. Therefore, the 4th Regiment has made rapid progress, and the soldiers behaved quite like modern soldiers. However, the 4th Regiment is the worst equipped. The regiment only has 20 or 30 guns, and everyone else is carrying spears. Knife.

Han Lingzhun was very embarrassed: "The uncle didn't laugh when he saw it. As the division commander said, it is inevitable that the officer will take the lead and be beaten."

"Where is the thief you caught?" Zhou Charter asked.

Han Lingzhun covered his blackened face and shouted, "Third, take it up! Son of a bitch, dare to hit me in the face! Kneel down to the teacher!"

Several soldiers pulled a man with a big tie. The man had a beard, a dirty face, ragged clothes, and covered half of his face with messy hair. There was a stench all over his body. He looked like a beggar, but his body was tall and strong, broad and round waist. He was half taller than Han Ling's. He was thin and thin Han Ling. Of course, he will suffer a big loss for this man's face.

The man stood and did not kneel. Han Ling was furious and rushed forward and waved to the shoulder of the big man: "Kneel down."

The big man did not move. Han Lingjun blushed and waved his hand. Seven or eight soldiers rushed up, hugged their legs and pressed their shoulders. Suddenly, they heard the big man shouting: "Zhangzi Camp can't kneel and worship! Get out of here!"

With several "ploping" sounds, Han Lingzhun and seven or eight soldiers fell down, but the big man was tied up, but stood towering.

Zhou Charter shouted: "Lai Chuanwu! Where has your boy died these days?"

Yao Xi and Naha Wu rushed forward, lifted the messy hair on the big man's face, and exclaimed at the same time, "Damn Lai Chuanwu, are you fucking a ghost!"

Lai Chuanwu looked up to the sky and laughed: "For the blessing of that uncle, I'm still alive!"

Zhou Charter hurriedly said, "Han Lingzhun, he is one of his own people. Hurry up and untie it."

Han Lingzhun covered his face with one hand and his buttocks that had just fallen with the other, and shouted, "Master, how can you be a thief and steal things!" Still beating me!"

Han Lingzhun is also unlucky tonight. As the battalion commander, he followed the requirements of Zhou Charter and led the troops to patrol the night in person. It was calm along the way. He thought he could go back to the camp to sleep. Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting in the private house in front of him. Some people shouted, "Catch the thief!"

When the people were in trouble, Han Lingzhun, as the battalion commander of Zhang, could not stand by and immediately rushed to the door and building in front of the private house, but faced the big man who ran out from it. Han Lingzhun practiced some fists and feet, did not pay attention to the big man and waved his fists. As a result, he didn't even touch the big man's clothes, and his face. He was punched heavily, and his eyes were full of stars. Fortunately, a group of soldiers rushed up. After being knocked over five or six, they finally took down the big man.

Unexpectedly, the big man's hands were tied and he could still work hard to make Han Lingjun fall on his buttocks and squat, and his buttocks almost fell into eight pieces.

Zhou Charter laughed and said, "Han Lingzhun, you have suffered. It's all a misunderstanding. This Lai Chuanwu was originally the sentry commander of our Zhangjun. He killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in Chenghuan. As for falling to this point..."

"He deserves to be a deserter!" Then Hawu scolded.

"Then Hawu, you have become an uncle and have a bad temper!" Lai Chuanwu sneered.

Yao Xi hurriedly said, "Forget it, it's all his own family, Chief Han. Hurry up and untie him."

Han Lingzhun was about to untie Lai Chuanwu, and then he shouted, "Slow down! Since Lai Chuanwu is my brother of Zhangjun, we should keep the rules of Zhangjun. Our rules of Zhangjun are three major. Eight points of discipline, one of which is not to take a needle and a thread from the masses. Lai Chuanwu ran to the houses of the masses to steal things, which is a violation of military rules! If you violate the military rules, you should be punished! Teacher, this is the rule you set!"

Zhou Charter smiled bitterly and had to ask, "Lai Chuanwu, in the middle of the night, why did you run to the people?"

Lai Chuanwu raised his head: "I didn't do anything!"

Na Hawu shouted, "Farm! If you run to other people's houses, you can't fucking live in the breeze!"

"I'm just a two-sleeved breeze! If you don't believe it, if you find something from me, you will chop it up!"

Naha rolled his sleeves and touched Lai Chuanwu up and down. Lai Chuanwu was wearing a ragged single dress. In addition, he didn't even have a piece of paper on his body.

"It's strange. You are more clear than a clean official!" Lai Chuanwu frowned: "No, you must have stolen something and hidden somewhere!" Camp commander Han, go and call out the owner of this family and ask them if they have lost anything. I don't believe it. This guy is really clean!"

After a while, Han Lingzhun came out of the door building with a little old man. The little old man was not tall, with a goatee and a little fat. He was wearing white clothes and trousers that were not used to North Korean civilians, but a black robe.