My uncles are all big guys

"Help me, help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"My legs, who has seen my legs!"

"Da da da………"

The rapid sound of horse hooves galloped across the battlefield where corpses with broken swords screamed for help.

A soldier with a command horse on his back sat astride a horse, his eyes swept across the battlefield indifferently, and loudly conveyed orders.

"The king has an order not to kill prisoners, and to save those who are alive as much as possible. Although each has his own master, the war is over. They are all children of father and mother. If they can survive, try to save them as much as possible."

A merchant soldier holding his severed hand looked at the messenger running past in front of him, with a glimmer of hope in his desperate eyes.

As a soldier, he has experienced countless wars and knows that death is not terrible. What is terrible is not dying, being injured and having no one to save him, and struggling to death in pain while alive.

"You monkey boys are so lucky. Our King Rende, if it had been someone else, not even your King, no one would have cared about the lives of you wounded soldiers."

A Zhou Jun came over, helped up the soldier with a broken arm, and muttered something.

Then he turned around to search, and when he saw a soldier with a herbal symbol wrapped around his arm, he waved and shouted: "Medical soldier, there is a man with a broken arm here. He is bleeding to death."

Hearing his call, the medical soldier who was bandaging an injured abdomen said a few words to the injured merchant and ran over with a medicine box on his back.

Under the nervous gaze of the wounded soldier with a broken arm, he checked briefly, took out a yellow-headed bamboo piece and stuck it in the opponent's hair, pointing in one direction.

"If you can leave, go to the medical station by yourself. It's in that white tent. Don't drop the bamboo pieces. This is a guarantee to save your life."

As he spoke, he took out a rope and tied it hard on the other person's remaining arm. He patted his shoulder, said "take care", turned around and ran towards the other shouting soldier.

Looking at the medical soldiers who were busy again, he looked down at the broken arm that had stopped bleeding. Shang Jun, who was not afraid of death, had slightly red eyes.

"The king is here, meet the king!"

Just when he got up and was about to go to the medical station mentioned by the medic, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded around him.

The soldier with a broken arm stopped and looked in the direction where everyone was cheering. I saw an extremely noble young man sitting on a jade unicorn. He waved to the soldiers with a smile and headed towards the city under the protection of a group of soldiers.

"Thank you, King Zhou, for saving your life!"

When the team came to him, the soldier with the broken arm knelt down and kowtowed heavily several times.

"Thank you, King Zhou!"

The rest of the injured soldiers who were being treated also knelt down and bowed to the enemy king in front of them who had caused them to be like this.

Hate, they really don’t have it in their hearts.

Just as the messenger said, everyone is their own master. If they win, let alone the Zhou army's wounded soldiers, no one will even take care of their wounded soldiers.

In these years when medical conditions were underdeveloped and medicinal materials were scarce, being able to treat the enemy's captured and wounded soldiers was already considered a great kindness.

"You don't need to be polite. We are all sons and daughters of the human race. If possible, I really don't want to meet you like this. I would rather have a drink and talk happily about the future with you."

"There is no need to worry, everyone, have a good rest. We will prepare food and water later. Those who are injured will recover, and those who are not injured will have their spirits up. When the war is over, I will pay you travel expenses and escort you home."

Wang Xiao jumped on the jade unicorn and helped up a merchant soldier with a broken arm in front of him. Looking at the other person's broken arm dripping with blood and still showing bones, he patted the soldier's shoulder with a sigh of regret and gave a slight smile to the crowd. He cupped his hands, comforted the wounded soldiers, and headed towards the city.

"The King of Benevolence and Righteousness, this is the true King of Benevolence and Righteousness!"

Looking at Wang Xiao, who kept consoling the wounded soldiers on both sides along the way, the captured Shang army and the injured Shang army, he was filled with admiration.

For those in power, it is often very simple to win people's hearts. A small favor, a small gesture, or an act that is close to the people is a supreme honor for the soldiers and people at the bottom.

Wang Xiao, who knew this well, did it very thoroughly. When he arrived at the city gate, his hands and cuffs were stained red by the blood of wounded soldiers.

"I will pay my respects to the king!"

Zhou Gongdan, Huang Feihu and others, who had been waiting at the city gate for a long time, saw Wang Xiao coming over after finally comforting the wounded soldiers, and quickly led everyone forward to pay respects.

Wang Xiao looked at the crowd and did not see Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya. He frowned slightly and said, "If I remember correctly, Jiang Ziya still holds the position of prime minister."

"Yes!"

Zhou Gongdan responded in a low voice.

Wang Xiao snorted coldly and said, "Then he was injured while guarding the city, or was he sick from overwork?"

Zhou Gongdan hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "Never!"

Wang Xiao's face turned cold, "Since he was not injured or sick, when the enemy attacked the city, as the prime minister, he did not lead by example and instead hid elsewhere. This is how Jiang Ziya became the prime minister."

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Wang Xiao snorted coldly and stopped holding on, "Everyone, get up!"

After everyone stood up, Zhou Gongdan stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "I also ask the king to come to the court and summon all the officials to discuss the disaster relief and law enforcement for the people in the city."

Wang Xiao waved his hand, "Rescuing the people is like putting out a fire. After the discussion was completed, the people also starved to death. I really don't know how my second uncle managed the city. My grandfather created such a good situation and let him end up like this."

Wang Xiao scolded Ji Fa, and everyone lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

After all, Ji Fa was assisted by them, and they cannot escape the responsibility for Xiqi's situation.

"Xiaokun!"

Wang Xiao shouted, raising his chin next to Xiao Kun, who looked at everyone with disdain, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying: "My subordinate is here!"

Wang Xiao ordered: "Bring food into the city to give porridge, and distribute resettlement food to the people in the city. Those whose families are in the army or officials will receive double portions of food, and those who were killed or injured in battle will receive three portions."

"Other people in the city must hold their household registration to receive food. Those who do not have one must re-register. All spies will be arrested."

"As ordered!"

Xiaokun clasped his fists and accepted the order to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Xiao Kun stopped, and Wang Xiao said to Zhou Gongdan: "Send sages to assist, and the disaster in the city must be solved within two days. Except for special circumstances, heavy penalties cannot be solved, and heavy rewards have been achieved."

The ministers behind Zhou Gongdan's eyes lit up when they heard this.

Although this job is complicated, it is the first opportunity to show it in front of the new king. If the king takes a fancy to it, it will not be successful in the future.

Many people who thought they could do it looked at Zhou Gongdan expectantly.

Zhou Gongdan also understood that this was a question given to him by Wang Xiao. Let's see what he thinks about this aspect of selecting people?
Without looking back, Zhou Gongdan clasped his fists and accepted the order, shouting: "Mu Zhuo!"

A middle-aged official stood up quickly.

"You accompany General Kun to handle this matter."

After the two people left, Wang Xiao took a look at the battlefield outside the city. Seeing that it still needed a while to clean up, Zhou Gongdan ordered: "Gather all the officials, including all the children of the Ji family. Remember, it's everyone. I want to Let’s go pay homage to my grandfather first!” (End of Chapter)