The bright fire illuminated the alley, and Yang Ying and the more than 200 yamen runners wearing soap clothes were immediately exposed to the fire.

When he was discovered, Yang Ying was indeed shocked and her face turned pale. But after he saw the appearance of the people opposite him, he immediately calmed down and looked contemptuous.

This is a group of hungry people wearing tattered clothes, yellow face, and thin skin, and only two bamboo guns in their hands. Although there are quite a few people, they are all a group of mobs, which is not to be afraid of!

He felt that such hungry people could compete with three at one time.

"Captain Zhao is just a group of hungry people. He doesn't even have weapons. He just holds two bamboos. It's not enough for us to cut them down. There is nothing to be afraid of. Yang's mansion is right in front and kill me. I will be rewarded with a lot!"

Yang Ying turned around and said harshly to a middle-aged man beside him.

"Yes, sir."

Captain Zhao nodded in agreement. He raised the long knife in his hand and shouted, "Brothers, they are just a group of mud legs. Don't be afraid, let me kill you!"

Then he rushed forward with hundreds of yamen runners like wolves and tigers.

Seeing these vicious evil spirits rushing towards him, the newcomers who had just joined and had not experienced the baptism of war, suddenly became a little panicked and couldn't help but retreat. After all, everyone was ordinary people and had a natural fear of the officials.

"What a panic? Don't you want to eat meat anymore? Do you have fire sticks in your hands? As you trained a few days ago, I will throw it to me in the first and second rows!"

As a loud shout rang out in the crowd, the newcomers' eyes suddenly showed a fanatical look. Their desire for meat instantly exceeded their fear of the official officer. Those who stood in the front row instinctively threw a bamboo gun in their hands towards the front when they heard the order.

Because of the narrow terrain of the alley, the yamen runners who rushed in front had no space to dodge, and they were thrown into their bodies by the thrown bamboo guns and fell into a pool of blood.

"Squat in the first two rows, and shoot in the third and fourth row!"

Another round of projection, the running yamen runners fell down again. After three rounds of projection, the yamen runners who were holding their breath finally rushed to the front. Just as they raised the long sword in their hands, preparing to let the hungry people in front of them try the sharpness of the blade.

"The first three rows of guns are lifted and stabbed!"

Long bamboo guns instantly formed a dense forest of guns and stabbed at the yamen runners.

"Puchi!Puchi!"

One inch long and one inch stronger. Faced with this dense spear formation, the knives in the hands of the yamen runners could not cut the other party at all, and they were stabbed into honeycombs. The soapy clothes on their bodies did not play any defensive role at all. Some of them rushed too quickly and were stabbed into gourds.

"Step and move forward!"

Before the yamen runners could react from fear, the dense gun forest began to move towards them, and with a loud shout, "Thorn!" more than ten people fell down on the spot.

As the team continued to move forward, the soldiers standing in the front row were even dyed into blood by the blood sprayed from the yamen runners, emitting a smell of blood all over their bodies. Their expressions changed from panic at the beginning to calmness. Finally, they were numb and instinctively listened to the instructions, stabbed the bamboo guns in their hands, and harvested the lives of the yamen runners.

"If you can't beat it, run away quickly!"

Most of the companions died suddenly, and the yamen runners were completely brave. Although the money was good, they still needed to have a life-saving life, so they began to turn around and run away.

Yang Ying, who was behind, looked as if she was ashamed when she saw this situation, but she knew that it was impossible to do anything, so she immediately turned around and ran towards the city gate. At this time, her family and property were not enough to care about, and saving her life first was the top priority.

"The team is in charge, do we want to chase?"

Seeing the yamen runaways scattered, a man asked at the black-armored man beside him, his eyes full of respect.

The black-armored man hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "I won't chase you anymore. Our mission is to block the street intersection in front. These people cannot make waves and waves. If you catch them, you can waste food. Let's go!"

Because all three yamen runners guarded the city wall, the yamen had no defensive power and were easily broken.

County Magistrate Yang Chong did not draw his sword and commit suicide like Shangyang County Magistrate Zhang Xian. He sat in the high hall and looked at the person who broke in coldly, as if he was about to kill the chaotic people in front of him with his eyes.

"Commander, this old man is the county magistrate, what should I do?"

The one who led troops to attack the yamen was Wang Tieniu, who was named the commander by Liu Feng.

"I'm tied up, and everyone else goes in and searches, and no one is allowed to let go of any corner!"

Wang Tieniu said casually.

Yang Chong had already thought of the words and was about to speak to these rioters. If they could be recruited, Yinyang County would be able to be kept tonight. However, he did not expect that the other party would ask nothing and directly tie him up. It was beyond his expectations. At the same time, he felt extremely ashamed and angry. He was born in a scholarly family and was smart since childhood. He became a scholar at the age of seventeen and gained fame.

According to the law of Daqian, you can not kneel when you see an official, and you cannot be punished. Later, you were successively won the Juren and passed the imperial examination and became the Jinshi, and were highly respected. Ordinary people saw that he was not timid and did not even dare to breathe too loudly. How could anyone have treated him like this?

Seeing the men walking over with ropes, Yang Chong suddenly stood up and spitted his hair, "You dare! This official is the imperial court official, you rioters--"

Before he could finish his words, a stinky rag was stuffed into his mouth, and then tied up in all kinds of things.

“Woooooo~”

Yang Chong was not fainted by the anger, but almost fainted by the stench. He kept struggling, but with his bamboo pole-like body, how strong can he have? He was directly resisted by a big man on his shoulder and sent to the occupied prison in the north of the city.

At this time, many people were imprisoned in the prison, including prisoners who were detained in the county town before, and many gentry sent in. Although Liu Feng strictly ordered that the common people not be harassed, those gentry families of high-ranking families were not listed here and were still the targets of special care.

"Sir? Mr. Yang, are you okay? Those thieves dare to treat you like this. It's really insulting to be gentle. Please help me loosen your ties quickly."

In the prison, a group of gentry with bruised noses and swollen faces and were stripped of only a white underwear left, untied the ropes on Yang Chong's body.

"Why are you like this?"

Yang Chong was also very surprised to see the appearance of these gentry at this time.

"Sir, we have been hurt by those thieves. They are simply a group of robbers, I, woo~"

A fat man remembered what he had just had, and couldn't help but feel sad and cried directly at Yang Chong.

You should know that Liu Feng's soldiers are still initial soldiers. Although he strictly enforced the orders he gave because he was loyal to Liu Feng, he was bandit-like. When the gentry caught faced these guys, he naturally had no good results and was not beaten to death. It was already a great luck.
Chapter completed!