Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 452: More Cruel Than the Tartars

Dai Zhixing had no choice but to comfort the people below and ask them to be patient and wait.

Seeing that the canal project was in full swing and the canal was getting longer and longer, Liang Shuisheng became extremely anxious every day.

They are all people begging for food in the water. Anyone who sees such a scene will feel aggrieved and sad.

Therefore, Liang Shuisheng contacted the village heads of more than 20 villages and established an organization.

Every now and then, they would gather in groups to cause trouble in the canal, or destroy the canal's engineering facilities in the dark.

Sometimes he would find an excuse to fight with the laborers on the construction site.

Gradually it turned into a group fight.

Anyway, they have only one goal, which is to prevent the canal project from going ahead.

The Border Town Qingshui Army, which was guarding the canal project, also arrested several fishermen who were causing trouble, but only detained them and could not deal with them.

Later, all the villages around Hongqing Lake united and caused trouble at the construction site.

Seeing that the matter had become a big deal, Ji Fucheng was forced to release the detained fishermen under pressure.

This has further increased the arrogance of the fishermen.

Once the soldiers no longer dare to arrest or kill people, how can the common people be afraid?

There are fishermen coming here to cause trouble almost every day.

Every day, civilians are injured in group fights.

Of course, more and more fishermen were injured, and both sides seemed to be getting angry.

The injuries became more and more serious, and the attacks became more and more brutal.

Seeing that things were about to get out of hand, Ji Fucheng sent soldiers to take turns on duty to provide protection.

The canal project was too large, covering several miles of land, and it was impossible for a thousand soldiers on duty to cover it all.

This incident caused Ji Fucheng to almost lose all his hair.

After finally hearing that Lin Feng had arrived at the construction site, he immediately reported all the situations.

Dai Zhixing, the magistrate of Bin County, received a message from Wu Sheng and was asked to send people to restrain the villagers of Hubin.

This put County Magistrate Dai in a difficult position.

Who should be in charge of it?

We are all from the same village, so how can we say anything good about each other?

But the order had come down and had to be carried out.

County Magistrate Dai then found a few officials and asked several townships to send a few minor officials to the village to watch over the fishermen.

Seven or eight officials arrived in the village and were treated to delicious food and drinks.

Especially the minor officials in the countryside, all of whom came from these villages and have many relatives.

Therefore, after the government intervened, the turmoil caused by the fishermen's unrest not only did not subside, but became even more intense.

These officials turned a blind eye to the fishermen's disruptive behavior and let them do whatever they wanted.

But after eating and drinking, he repeatedly told the villagers that Lin Feng of the Qingshui Army was in the canal and asked them to be quiet.

It would be safer to wait until Lin Feng leaves before making trouble.

Lin Feng now eats and sleeps at the canal construction site, and works with several technicians to study ways to speed up the progress of the project.

Improve the defects of water diversion in the canal.

The construction site was very quiet for three consecutive days.

Perhaps because several thousand Qingshui soldiers were stationed here, the fishermen restrained themselves.

But after a long time, the fishermen could not bear it anymore and could not let a large number of people take away their water source.

This is also the source of their survival.

They are ordinary people. They don’t care who you are. Who is Lin Feng? They don’t even know him.

In the second half of the night, when Lin Feng was sleeping soundly, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Cheng Liang only poked his head in when he heard Lin Feng's voice.

"General, according to General Wei's cavalry, hundreds of villagers are coming this way with tools, about seven or eight miles away."

Because Lin Feng was there, the security range had been expanded to dozens of miles away.

Within this range, Wei Bao would not dare to be careless or take any disturbance lightly.

Lin Feng pondered for a moment.

It was obvious that the communication between him and Li Jiping had failed.

At this time, Ji Fucheng also received the report and hurried to Lin Feng's residence, reporting breathlessly.

"General Lin, they are coming again, what should we do?"

Lin Feng didn't get up from the bed, but just gave instructions lightly.

"Go inform Lin Qiaomei and have her handle this matter. Tell her that deterrence is the main goal."

Ji Fucheng looked calm because Lin Feng was here and he didn't have to worry about anything.

But when Cheng Liang heard this order, his heart trembled.

He was familiar with the generals of the Qingshui Army and knew the temperament of each senior general.

Lin Qiaomei looks like a pretty and sweet girl, and she speaks in a crisp voice.

Cheng Liang knew her methods, which were even more cruel than those of the Tartars.

Lin Feng asked Lin Qiaomei to handle the matter, and the result is obvious.

Lin Qiaomei received Cheng Liang's order, despite Cheng Liang's repeated warnings.

"General Lin said the main goal is to deter people, and not to cause any casualties."

Lin Qiaomei just glanced at him and shouted an order, asking her soldiers to ambush around a newly repaired section of the canal.

The team was assigned to guard the front of the civilian and prisoner camps.

The Qingshui soldiers were well-trained and quickly completed the arrangements according to the leader's requirements.

But after waiting for a quarter of an hour, a dark figure quietly approached from a distance.

These people walked lightly to the front of the canal, paused for a moment, and then began to enter the canal paved with stones.

Use the tools in your hand to start prying the stone down.

When these hundreds of people entered the canal and started working, Lin Qiaomei waved to the messenger.

The messenger immediately blew a sharp bamboo whistle.

Along with the sound of bamboo whistles echoing all around, countless bowstrings rang out.

The feather arrow made a hissing sound as it pierced the air.

The figure who was busy in the canal was suddenly startled, stood up and looked around.

The next moment, feather arrows emerged from the night and landed at their feet.

Screams rang out, and the dark crowd suddenly became chaotic and started running around.

At such a distance, with the Qingshui Army's archery skills, there was no time for them to react.

After two more rounds of arrows were fired, there were very few people left standing in the canal.

Most people squatted on the ground, holding their legs and feet, and cried out in pain.

None of the fishermen who came to pry the stones from the canal escaped.

Lin Qiaomei waited for a moment and gave the order.

"Raise the fire."

Immediately, dozens of torches were lit around, illuminating the canal.

The soldiers held spears, and waved the sharp spear tips in front of the crowd.

Lin Qiaomei looked at the hundreds of civilians in front of her, her eyes filled with fear. Many arrows were stuck in their legs and feet.

Realizing that the other party really dared to take action, the people did not dare to move for a while.

Not bad, the archer I trained myself has a very high accuracy in shooting arrows.

Even in the dark, it is still possible to avoid harming lives.

Lin Qiaomei was a little proud.

Not far away, Ji Fucheng stood at the door of a simple workshop, looking at the movement in the canal.

Witnessing this frightening scene with my own eyes, my body and mind trembled.

In such a dark night, with countless arrows flying everywhere, how many people would die!

As a soldier, he wouldn't be so frightened.

However, they were facing ordinary people, not the Tartars or the Black Turban Army.

These common people have come here to make trouble many times, although they often get along well with them.

There has been bloodshed and injuries, but no one has ever died.

So, these people still act with discretion.

I was just racking my brains over how to better handle this matter.

But the scene before him left him dumbfounded and unable to move.

A soldier held up a torch, allowing Ji Fucheng to see clearly.

With so many arrows flying everywhere, no one died?

Lin Qiaomei looked at the people in the canal, and no one dared to move. Then she turned and walked towards the house where Lin Feng lived.

Cheng Liang stood at the door and asked softly when he saw her coming.

"General Lin, is this done?"

Lin Qiaomei smiled and said, "Not yet. I want to ask my brother what to do next."