Overgod Ascension

Chapter 38: Bottom Team

"Great Young Master, this person is called Wu Tiehu and is also a tenant of the family. He is easy to work, likes to dance around with swords and sticks, and is a waste of the family. He is still single and is has a lonely family. He had been in the Township Militia and his training results were excellent but later, he began to be rebellious, drunk, and troubling so he was beaten seriously, imprisoned, and was somehow released…"

A nearby family member immediately said in Wu Ming's ear.

At this time, the Township Militia met with Wu Tiehu, they shrank a bit but a few came forward in surprise calling 'big brother'.

'It's a bit suffocating, seeing this physique reminds of a prison, it's a first-class prisoner!"

Wu Ming is moved.

This kind of person, in a peaceful world, would mix up, he could only be a three-feet ruler. Being able to cut a downtown's road as his territory is good enough but it is different now!

Moreover, although the Township Militia has a fine training, they had not passed the trial of blood and fire. At key moments, they would lack the courage to smash though everything on their path and to defy the king.

That is to say, to protect their home and families, the Township Militia are duty-bound. But to pull out and fight against outsiders, there will be a lack of courage and if you want to rebel against the court, they will be scattered.

With Tie Wushan coming, it is great.

Something moved in his heart, but on the surface, it was not revealed at all.

"How is it? Young Master Ming? Is a certain family possess the qualifications?"

Wu Tiehu came to the front, the spirit of fierceness was even more compelling, he gave a big hand and smiled.

"Since there is no scope, of course!"

Wu Ming smiled: "It's just that you've come late, can you tell that you're guilty? According to my family's law, if you're late for the roll call, the offender shall be whipped ten times, warning others from following bad examples!"

"Ok?"

Wu Tiehu glared like a tiger, looking at the little boy. Suddenly, he became scared and pale and fell to the ground but Wu Ming's face remained unchanged.

If he does not follow, does not listen and is a disobedient thorn, what use does he provide? This habit is something to kill as soon as possible.

Although this man has strong muscles and bones, he has only learned a bit of martial arts, which is at most, comparable to the dude when he first transmigrated, a Mortal Body Realm 4th Layer Inner Strenght figure. Even without Feng Han, Wu Ming could pick him up with one hand.

"Yes, a certain ban has been broken and should be punished!"

Wu Tiehu stared at Wu Ming laughing, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Come on!"

"On!"

Wu Ming nodded, and someone next to him held a leather whip forward.

Pa!

The whip flower fell, Wu Tiehu grunted, and a red mark floated on his back.

This whip is made of cooked cowhide and soaked in saltwater. Although it can prevent infection, it is not very pleasant to fall on the body.

Clap!

In the cold wind, ten lashes passed by and the retainer reported: "Reporting to Young Master, the execution is over!"

Wu Tiehu was also a man, so he stayed silent. He stood up abruptly, moved his muscles, and glanced at the torturer with disdain: "Hey… Yan Three, you have no power. Maybe it was all spent on the ladies last night?"

"All right!"

Wu Ming frowned, and Wu Tiehu immediately stopped talking.

"Since you have been punished, and you haven't dispelled Township Militia's establishment, go ahead and compete!"

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Wu Tiehu shouted loudly and rushed into the battle ring. His attitude was soaring, like a tiger coming down the mountain: "Who will fight me?"

"Congratulations to Young Master for acquiring this talent!"

After the person came out and showed off his martial arts, Feng Han slightly nodded and congratulated Wu Ming.

"Not a talent, it's a bit brave at best!"

Wu Ming`s face still remained still: "Use him for the time being, feel free to reward. If he still doesn't obey my law, we can only kill him!"

After going experiencing two Reincarnation Missions, Wu Ming's mentality changed. Although it is impossible to say that human life is like mustard, it's still a big thing. Feng Han listened to this casual statement, involving human life, his heart went cold.

"Roar…"

At this time, Wu Tiehu just defeated the last opponent and shouted with pride…

……

"Master Feng Han is working hard, let's first drink a bowl of ginger tea!"

Early in the morning, Wu Ming and Feng Han went back to the fort to share the morning meal. The kitchen was boiled with hot ginger tea. The color was like amber, red and clear, hot, and spicy. Sweating, it suddenly felt a lot of warmer.

"Not bad!"

Wu Ming also drank a bowl: "Tell the kitchen, for the Township Militia, each person shall receive two bowls, um… send five more buns and a piece of meat!"

Seeing this, Feng Han recalled the scene just now:

'The Township Militia's large competition, although Wu Tiehu grabbed the top spot, it was unpopular and it finally fell into referral. Finally, the Township Inspector's position fell on Zhao Song's hands, only to make up a few soldiers but Young Master also rewarded ten taels of silver coins. This fight and pulling, check, and balance really gets the taste of power. I don't know if it's God's gift or something else…'

"This Inspection Office seems to coincide with the Township Militia's function, but in fact, it is also a layer of official skin, somewhat useful…"

Wu Ming caught a snack and seemed to have no intention to ask: "The last time Master Feng inquired about the situation about Zhou Family's news, there were still several pieces of business information. I don't where you've got it from?"

"It's all brothers who took care of me…I'm in black and white, and it's all related…"

Feng Han did not elaborate but Wu Ming understood it.

The world is not harmonious, there's a lot of mountain bandits.

There are also the green forest heroes, who've read some small talks, like Lishan forming a village, claiming to be righteous at first to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven.

Of course, most of them are minor problems, and the officers and soldiers will be destroyed as soon as they are suppressed. Some of them have survived and became dog lackeys of high officials.

Feng Han wandered before and may have established this kind of relationship.

Seeing this, Wu Ming waved his hand, letting the idlers and other people retreat, and said his thoughts: "My Township Inspection Office has the responsibility of arresting thieves, and is trained with integrity. Take the training first, launch the news, and provoke a few bandits to attack the Zhou Family's business road. When we'll fight together, we'll give the Zhou Family a small lesson!"

"This… this is…"

Feng Han was apprehensive: "It's impossible… three families and eighteen villages, none dares to do it…"

"They don't do it, can't we force them to do it?"

Wu Ming sneered: "Not to mention… even if they shrink their eggs, we will directly go to it and annihilate the family afterward. How can they not do it?"

Feng Han was moved.

This breath of blood and fire made him seem like he was not looking at a young master of a family clan but an iron-clad general, and hesitated a bit:

"It's just that… you can hold your feet on the public but privately, you've declared with the Zhou Family; it's irreconcilable until death, ah!"

"Irreconcilable until death?"

Wu Ming snorted: "The way the Zhou Family treated me, the only heir of the Wu Family, the contemporary Patriarch, wasn't it always irreconcilable until death?"

"At this time of the year, the Zhou family's business is bound to escort money and gifts back to the county. If the brain is broken and cut off, the Zhou family`s business is large and expensive, and I think it will last until…"

This is the idea again.

Although there are 50 hectares in the Zhou Family, there are thousands of clansmen and two officials to support, how expensive is it to support this juggernaut?

On the other hand, the Wu Family has 20 hectares of land but it only needs to raise Wu Ming and Wu Qing and sometimes, get the whole clan together. The gap can hardly be justified.

Moreover, the family members of officials are in business and their influence is not good. They can only use their family's name to open their trumpets, which is another layer.

"If so… the Zhou family might be jumping!"

Feng Han pondered for a while: "This idea can be considered drastic but if the Zhou family counterattacks…"

"I'm afraid they won't come!"

Wu Ming sneered: "Just a clean sweep!"

A ray of murderous qi emerged, making Feng Han shiver.

…

For the next few days, the county city has been calm.

Even before the Qingshi Village could do it, the government has sent people down, casually looked at the ashes, and closed the case.

The Zhou family didn't move at all, and it even took the initiative to dismantle Yu Cheng's deacon seat, swallowed their humiliation, and dissolved the appearance of Gan Ge.

Wu Ming did not appeal this. Every day, he worked silently and mixed with the Township Inspector and Township Militia, showing his abilities and establish his prestige.

The two seemed stunned, they were actually lurking minions. At this time, silence is better to shrink strength better, just waiting for the thunder strike!

Time passed unknowingly, and the Laba Festival arrived. [1]

In the cold winter season, every household took corn, red dates, longan, lotus seeds, mung beans, and other things to cook the Lamba porridge and the aroma was so fragrant.

Feng Han, who had been disappeared for a while, came back and told to Wu Ming: "It's all been done, the news of Zhou family carriage is released. I did not dare to contact the mountain stronghold directly, afraid of leaving any pieces of evidence but the road map has been sent!"

"Very good! Let's have a Chinese New Year, and the bandits have to wreak havoc before we have a fat New Year!"

Wu Ming blew the porridge: "My family paid such a big price to find out the news and leak it to them. Just like the fat in your mouth, how can you stand it?"

"It doesn't matter if you can bear it!"

After drinking porridge, Wu Ming took Feng Han to the martial arts field.

It was cold and windy at the time, a dozen men from the Inspector Office, under the leadership of Zhao Song and Wu Tiehu, exercised meticulously, next to the carefully selected Township Militia.

Seeing Wu Ming, they were all spirited: "I have seen Young Master!"

Compared to before, it has a little more militaristic and solemn

"Free gifts!"

After these days, Wu Ming also figured out his men. During the Township Inspection, Zhao Song was very reticent, but he was responsible and recognized a few words. His prestige was very high, and Wu Tiehu's martial arts was strong, and several younger brothers followed.

Of course, it was still gathered under Wu Ming.

"Put on this equipment!"

Wu Ming waved his hands, and the two family members lifted several large boxes that fell heavily on the ground.

"This is…"

When Wu Tiehu opened it, he saw a box of leather armor, all of them were well maintained. Two of them were even set with iron pieces to protect the heart and other vital points. The defense was quite good.

The other box contained an excellent Hundred-Fold Tempered Steel Blade, flashing a cold light, and a strong bow; all of them are good things moved from the armament warehouse.

[1]: Laba Festivals are holidays dedicated to sacrifice game to ancestors and is held in the last month of the lunar calendar.