Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 41 Sense of Honor

Wang Zheng's move really surprised everyone.

The villagers in Zhao County have been on the sidelines so far, watching the law enforcement officer who was majestic a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye become another punished with bruises and bruises.

Outsiders are like this, let alone the Tianjun.

These more than 5000 people have all followed Wang Zheng since the uprising until now. Almost everyone knows that Wu Sheng has a close relationship with Wang Zheng. He is a confidant who can be replaced by others. Basically a status under one person.

Among them, the people in Wujia Village reacted the most strongly.

For example, Wu Zhuang looked at Wang Zheng with disbelief at this moment, as if he could not have imagined that he would treat Wu Sheng like this.

That is the only seedling of his old Wu family, the son of his Wuzhuang
But he is also your general friend, General Tiangong.

What annoyed Wu Zhuang even more was that his son Wu Sheng was now an officer, but he was beaten with sticks in public, and he was still a soldier of his own.

This is simply humiliating!
Is it just a fight? Why is it so.

But when thinking of Wang Zheng's status at this time, the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he felt a chill in his heart, and he dared to slander secretly.

As for the other Wujia Villagers, they all bowed their heads guiltyly.

During these days, although they haven't committed any serious violations of discipline, because of their fellowship with General Tiangong, they are always arrogant and domineering every day when they are in the army.

Seeing Wu Sheng's end like this, he felt a great deal of fear, fearing that Wang Zheng would also make trouble for them.

"I never imagined that after becoming a general, the descendant of the Wang family would be so nostalgic for the past!"

Everyone's thoughts are mixed, and the fifty army sticks have been beaten.

At this time, Wu Sheng's face had turned pale, and cold sweat was constantly breaking out from his head, his temples were all wet, and he was in extreme pain.

However, with the support of two soldiers, he limped back to the high platform while touching his buttocks.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Zheng never looked at him.

Wu Sheng and Xu Fang had been notified in advance, so he naturally had to put on a show of ruthlessness at this moment.

In fact, according to common theory, there are many problems with this bitter plan.

As one of the only six high-ranking officers in the Heavenly Army, and even the battalion commander of the Tianzhu Battalion, it's fine to beat Wu Sheng, but he completely disregarded the occasion and carried out the execution in public
As Wu Zhuang felt, it was already a kind of humiliation.

Although this move enforced military discipline, it also made Wu Sheng lose face, especially when the executioner specially arranged his subordinates, which hurt his dignity even more.

If it is another team, how does the superior manage himself, let alone lead his subordinates?
It's just that the existing system exists, and Wang Zheng's control over both Wu Sheng and Tianzhuying has reached a level that others cannot understand, but it is invincible.

Of course, after he thought about it, he had a dual purpose for doing this.

For one thing, the more special Wu Sheng's identity is, the better the effect will be.

Even with his status and status, he would be punished for violating military discipline. Others would naturally know what would happen if he violated military discipline.

Only when you have a thorough and clear understanding of the seriousness of the consequences, will you keep in mind that you dare not commit minor crimes.

Second, Wang Zheng really intended to use this to punish Wu Sheng.

He understands Wu Sheng's personality, a little pain may not be worth mentioning, but a big loss of face is extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing Wu Sheng coming up to salute, Wang Zheng nodded, but secretly sighed in his heart.

"I hope he can also remember this lesson well."

After the demonstration, it was naturally a gift.

Even though the pain was unbearable and his legs were weak, Wu Sheng still pulled himself together and continued the task assigned by Wang Zheng.

He wiped his sweat, stepped forward and shouted again, but his voice was already hoarse:
"Liao Yu from the Tianzhu Camp went out and killed two officers and soldiers when they captured the West Gate. He performed outstandingly. He was rewarded with a pair of armor, a set of long and short weapons, a piece of cloth, and three dendrobiums of rice."

"Part [-] of Tiangang Army. Reward."

"A part of the Tianfu Army. Reward."

Following Wu Sheng's names one by one, the soldiers who performed well in the battle to capture Zhao County came out one after another.

Nearly a hundred people gathered in the middle to enjoy the envy of their colleagues, relatives and friends, and all eyes were on them.

At this moment, the focus changed from Wang Zheng to them.

Immediately, Wang Zheng stepped down from the stage himself, with a gentle smile on his face.

He wants to personally commend these soldiers who have made meritorious service,

He walked towards the first soldier, who immediately bowed down consciously in panic.

"Stand up!"

Wang Zheng stretched out his right hand with a smile, half of his body leaned forward slightly, and said solemnly.

The soldier straightened his body instinctively, and then stretched out his hand.

Feeling that the other party's palms were covered with sweat, Wang Zheng smiled, and handed over various rewards such as armor and weapons with his own hands.

next, second, third
Until all the rewards were distributed, Wang Zheng looked at the nearly one hundred people opposite. They were neatly lined up in three rows at this time, and everyone was happy.

Wang Zheng's smile suddenly subsided, and his expression was solemn.

He solemnly looked at the group of people, straightened up, clenched his fist with his right hand, and hammered his left chest.

boom!
This is the chest-beating ceremony, which is the evolution of today's ancient military salute of beating armor and shields in later generations.

Now it appeared thousands of years earlier.

The soldiers on the opposite side were stunned.

The other heavenly soldiers who were whispering were also stunned.

The villagers of Zhao County who were watching were also stunned.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise and puzzlement, they didn't know what this action meant.

Time passed minute by minute.

Wang Zheng always maintained this posture, with serious eyes and a solemn expression.

Under the influence of 25 points of charm and empathy, Mo Ming's emotions are derived and flowed in silence.

Slowly spread to everyone's heart.

More and more people suddenly understood this strange action.

respect, trust and respect
This is the first impression it gives to every first-timer.

The award-winning soldiers who faced this emotion were the most affected, and many people's eyes became bewildered.
This kind of inexplicable emotion made them a little scared and afraid to face it, but it also had an inexplicable warmth that made people want to have it.

at last.

A fist was stretched out timidly from the crowd, and a soldier imitated Wang Zheng's movements awkwardly, and saluted in the same way.

Slowly, more and more fists stretched out, hammering on his chest.

Numerous light and heavy bang bang bang sounds can be heard endlessly.

"salute!"

Following Wang Zheng's loud shout.

Countless modern breast-beating ceremonies with strange shapes appeared in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

When seeing this scene, all the bystanders suddenly had a desire.

They had also longed for the rewards of cloth and rice for those soldiers before.

But this time the desire was infinitely stronger than the last time.

Wang Zheng looked back and looked around, his smile was as warm as the sun, and he saw the admiration on the faces of countless people in the audience, the look in his eyes, he knew it in his heart.

He knew that the army under his command had another thing that was as valuable as self-confidence.

In this day and age, no one cares about it.

It is the pursuit of the highest glory, and it is also the most brilliant and shining emotion.

(End of this chapter)