Chapter 184 Mutiny
The first few days before Shang Ji came to the death camp, he didn't do any serious business. Check the roster all day long, and go to the arsenal, granary and other places to have a look if you have nothing to do. Occasionally, I go down to have a look, and I wear casual clothes, and I don’t do much fighting.
Originally, everyone in the battalion thought that the new captain would make drastic reforms and rectifications, so they restrained their behavior one after another, fearing that they would be killed if they hit the muzzle of a gun.
But a few days passed, seeing that Shang Ji didn't hear anything outside the window, he didn't see anyone all day long, and he never called the generals in the camp to discuss military affairs. Everyone gradually began to relax their vigilance, and all kinds of dross were exposed.
Early in the morning on the sixth day of his appointment, Shang Ji quietly went to the school grounds of the camp by himself.
According to the military regulations, simple drills are required in the camp every morning, and meals can only be eaten after the drills.
But this rule is useless in the death camp, and there are not many people in the school grounds!
Shang Ji strolled to the Dianjiang platform at the front of the school field, took the drumsticks on the Dianjiang platform, and gently weighed it, and found that although it was old, it could still be used normally.
"Boom..."
With a hard knock, a dull but long drum sound spread throughout the barracks.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
As Shang Ji beat faster and faster, the drum sound became more and more compact.
The whole camp suddenly boiled.
In half a cup of tea, Shang Ji's personal guards appeared first in the school grounds, men wearing armored horses and saddles, armed with guns and swords!
Shang Ji ignored them and continued to beat the war drum.
The military officers and generals who appeared next came to the school grounds in a hurry, some of them even in disheveled clothes.
After they arrived for a long time, these people still wanted to ask Shang Ji, but when they saw a hundred black-armored Xuanqi standing on the spot without saying a word, and seeing Shang Ji's gloomy face, they didn't dare to say anything, and stood up obediently.
Afterwards, ordinary soldiers from all battalions gathered from all directions, shouting and cursing constantly on the way, but after entering the school grounds, they were immediately infected by the deadly atmosphere in the school grounds, and they opened their mouths but did not dare to yell.
After a quarter of an hour, Shang Ji stopped beating the drums.
"Guo Biao, lead someone to close the gate of the school grounds, and no one else is allowed in!"
"It's the general!" Guo Biao shouted.
Immediately led two teams of black-armored black knights out and closed the gate.
"Simas of all ministries, immediately count the number of people in each unit!" Shang Ji turned and returned to the high platform of Dianjiangtai, and said to the generals below.
These generals did not dare to disobey the order, and immediately began to count the number of troops.
"Report to the captain, there were 1,800 people in the front battalion, but there were actually 1,621 people!" After a while, a Sima from the front battalion came to report.
Shang Ji nodded expressionlessly, motioning for him to back down.
"Report to the captain, there should be 1,800 people in Zuoying, but there are actually 1,512 people!"
"Report to the captain, there should be 1,800 people in the right battalion, but there are actually 1,715 people!"
"Report to the captain, there should be 1,700 people in the middle battalion, but there are actually 1,531 people!"
Shang Ji waited for a while, but he didn't see Houying Sima coming to report for a long time. He couldn't help asking angrily, "Where is Houying Sima?"
There was a commotion in the direction of the rear camp, but no one came out to answer Shang Ji's question.
"Where is Houying Sima?" Shang Ji raised his voice twice and asked again.
After a while, one person came out from the back camp and bowed to Shang Ji: "Report to the captain, the Sima of the back camp has not arrived yet!"
"Who are you?"
"Zhao Yi, the former Marquis of the rear battalion of the last general, has met the general!" the visitor said respectfully.
"I will appoint you as the temporary acting Sima of the rear battalion, and immediately count the personnel in the department!"
"It's the general!" Zhao Yi said immediately, overjoyed.
After a while, Zhao Yi came to report: "Report to the general, there should be 1,532 people in the rear battalion, and they actually arrived..."
"Say!"
"There should be 1,532 people in the back camp, but there are actually 967 people!" Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and replied loudly.
"Okay! Okay! How can you be worthy of being an elite soldier of Dayan!" Shang Ji laughed back angrily, looking at the five battalion Sima sarcastically.
Frightened by Shang Ji's cold murderous intent, the five battalion Sima did not dare to raise their heads, and lowered their heads to let the cold sweat slip down.
"The whole army was supposed to have 8,632 men, but the actual number was 7,346, and there was a total shortage of 1,286 men! Before the battle started, a battalion was gone!"
"General... General, sons and daughters seldom practice, it's kind of slow to assemble... It's possible...!" Sima of the former battalion stammered and wanted to explain a few words, but when he met Shang Ji's murderous eyes, he immediately froze. , bowed his head and dared not say any more.
"Hmph!" Shang Ji snorted coldly, glanced at a few people with disdain, turned and returned to the high platform.
"The whole army obeys the order and moves fifty feet to the left!"
Everyone didn't know what Shang Ji meant by this move, but seeing that the captain was obviously angry, no one dared to disobey him because of these trivial matters at this time, and obediently carried out the order.
"Guo Biao, let them in!" Shang Ji shouted to Guo Biao who was blocking the door in the distance.
Guo Biao immediately let go of the gate and led the guards back behind Shang Ji.
The gate opened, and more than a thousand people who were blocked outside the gate immediately swarmed in, led by Sima Qian Yue.
"Forgive me, general! Forgive me, general! I drank too much with my subordinate Pao Ze last night. I couldn't arrive in time today. Please forgive me, general!" Qian Yue, still smelling of alcohol, bowed to Shang Ji.
The remaining thousands of soldiers who arrived late, regardless of whether they belonged to Qian Yue's jurisdiction or not, all fell to their knees and begged Shang Ji for forgiveness!
"Qian Sima, are you convicted?" Shang Ji asked coldly while standing on the high platform.
"Qian is guilty, Qian is guilty!" Qian Yue nodded repeatedly, but kept cursing secretly in his heart. He knew that this time he became the chicken that killed chickens and terrorized monkeys, and it seemed that he had to shed his skin today.
"Qian Yue, you were originally a bandit, you killed countless travelers, you were captured by the government and thrown into a criminal camp, but now you don't know how to repent, drinking and having fun in the camp, disrupting military discipline! Military judge, gather people to drink in the camp, and don't gather when you hear the drums. What should I do?"
"The army gathers people to drink and refuses to obey the general's order. Follow the law... follow the law and...be executed!" the fat and white military judge kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered.
"Shang, what do you mean!" Qian, who was kneeling on the ground, felt that something was wrong the more he heard it, until he heard that he should be cut according to the law, he stood up with a bang, pointed at Shang Ji and cursed angrily!
Shang Ji didn't take it seriously, and said lightly: "One more thing, disrespecting military law and insulting the superior!"
Qian Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, realizing that Shang Ji seemed to be playing for real, and immediately became anxious.
"Brothers, the surname Shang is going to kill us all, let's fight him!" Then he drew out his waist knife and chopped at Shang Ji.
The most indispensable thing in the death camps is the desperadoes. I thought that Shang Ji would be fined three cups of wine as a punishment, so I honestly knelt down and pleaded guilty. Now that they heard that they were going to behead their heads, they became anxious, and they all drew out their weapons and rushed forward!
There has never been a shortage of mutinies in the death camps, and the number of captain Sima killed by mutiny soldiers is definitely more than five fingers. These old fritters know what to do to maximize their benefits.
"The new lieutenant wants to drive us all to extinction! Everyone copy the guys!"
"The imperial court is going to kill us, everyone run!"
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Crazy slogans were shouted, intending to encourage more people to participate.
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