In this way, Yang Laoxian became Yang Laodemon.

He said that the court would not give him food and money, and if the court did not give him food and money, the Liujia soldiers would go hungry, and if the Liujia soldiers would not be able to defend Bianliang, he would not be able to defend Bianliang. At this moment, defending Bianliang is an overwhelming task. In order to defend Bianliang, he would defend two million soldiers and civilians in the city, defend the officials and the Supreme Emperor...

Those wealthy nobles have the responsibility to do so!

Anyway, the court said that the Liujia army was a rebel army. Since it was a rebel army, it naturally had to take it from the people. Those poor families had no overnight food and rely on porridge sheds to maintain it. They definitely had nothing to gain. So who else can they take from the rich and nobles if they don’t take it from?

Dare not to give it?

Not giving is to destroy the war of resistance.

Destroying the War of Resistance is a traitor.

The national teacher will be punished on behalf of Tianxing for the traitor!

As for the court laws...

Is the court's laws great or the laws of heaven great?

The national master is an immortal from heaven, who is punished on behalf of heaven. He is practicing the way of heaven, so what do you care about the law of the court? In short, the national master has the final say in this matter. If you dare to have any objections, the next day, the national master came to collect funds. He would never give up even if he didn't raise his family to tears. Moreover, the national master also liked to accept disciples. He fell in love with a white and tender little lady who was directly caught in the traffic, so he was careful to recruit your daughter. If he dared not agree, he would be against the gods in the sky. It is your blessing to accept your daughter as a fairy. If you dare not agree, be careful of the punishment of heaven!

For a time, officials in Bianliang City were in trouble, and all the wealthy and nobles were in danger.

Of course, there must be someone who dares to resist.

"You monster, you are a disaster for the Song Dynasty. If you are such a monster, I will fight you!"

The Censor Hu Tang, the old censor, rushed towards Yang Feng like anger.

This guy who was originally arrested by Jin soldiers in history to loot the folk gold and silver, but was almost killed, was suddenly pulled out a small hammer from his sleeve, hit Yang Feng's head and smashed it down.

Because the incident happened too suddenly, and the censors led by Qin Hui were trying to snore with the national teacher, the six-game magic weapons behind were not vigilant, and no one expected that these civil servants could even play with murderous weapons. Amid the screams, the hammer accurately hit Yang Feng's forehead, but it was like wind-eroded sand, accompanied by a white light on his forehead. The hammer head turned into a gust of smoke and dust and scattered with the wind. In a blink of an eye, a hammer handle was left quickly passing by Yang Feng.

The censors behind Mr. Hu Tang who were also taking out various weapons to beat Yang Feng were stunned.

Qin Hui behind them was also stupid.

Everyone was stupid.

Old Hu Tang looked at the bare hammer handle in his hand in a daze, and at the same time, the people around him were all knelt down, lying there excitedly calling for the gods. Amid the shouts, Yang Feng's hand stretched forward and suddenly grabbed Old Hu Tang's neck.

"Qin Zhongcheng, is this how you question?"

Yang Feng said with a grim smile.

The six-ga magic weapons behind him quickly raised their rifles and pulled the bolts. Dozens of black muzzles were aimed at Qin Hui and the censors. The censors were instantly awake, and the small hammers and axes in their hands fell to the ground one after another. A group of censors who were the strongest fighting power of civil officials in the Song Dynasty quickly changed from aggressive to trembling, and then retreated without hesitation, revealing Qin Hui who was originally hiding at the end. Qin Zhongcheng let go awkwardly, and a brick he had just picked up fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was also in the battlefield for a long time, and then changed into a righteous expression.

"The national teacher misunderstood. We are just here to declare the laws of the Song Dynasty to the national teacher. We ask the national teacher to abide by the law and not to cause civil strife when the Jin soldiers besieged the city. What the Censor Hu has nothing to do with us!"

He said righteously.

“Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with us!”

...

The censors shouted in chaos.

Mr. Hu turned his head with difficulty, raised his right hand and pointed at them with grief and anger, trembling and trying to say something, but at the same time, Yang Feng's hand on his neck suddenly tightened, and his fingers fell into the neck of Yushi Hu like he was pinching into tofu. However, strangely, no drop of blood flowed out. Qin Hui and the censors looked sideways and watched Yang Feng cut off Yushi Hu's half of his neck, and then he casually retracted his hand and fell down. However, because his cervical spine was not broken, he could not die for a short time and could only continue to twitch there.

"Qin Zhongcheng, do you have anything else to say?"

Yang Feng looked at Qin Hui and said.

Qin Hui and the censors were speechless.

"Haha, this is the official!"

Yang Feng laughed wildly, turned around and left with the Liujia divine weapon.

On the streets on both sides of him, more and more ordinary people bowed to him.

It is obvious that the people's feelings for Yang Shenxian are different from those of the officials. After all, Yang Feng was robbing the food of officials and wealthy nobles and then taking it out for them. He only had 7,660 soldiers. He could not eat so much food. He forced the food to raise funds. While supplying his subordinates and their families, he also organized the families to add relief points in the city and issue meal tickets printed by the national teacher. Then the poor who received the meal tickets could take this to the relief point for dinner. Although it was still supplied in a fixed amount, it could ensure that no one starved to death. Not only the food, but also the cloth in the warehouses of the wealthy nobles were brought out to make cold-proof clothes for the poor who suffered in the severe cold. In addition, because they could be called a miracle doctor, the national teacher also spent half of his time every day to treat the people with frostbite injuries, especially after using the magical arts, the frostbite healed almost instantly.

Of course, this kind of god is welcomed by the common people.

What does the officials and wealthy nobles have to do with the common people when they say that he is a demon? What's more, you found this god!

What's more, this is the Grand Master of the Song Dynasty!

"National Master, it's time for you to do the serious business!"

Uncle Zhang said.

The deputy Privy Councilor who suddenly stopped the National Master's Dharma Master looked at the National Master with profound meaning.

In this strange struggle between the national army and the nobles, he and several major military generals remained neutral. In fact, he simply stopped falling down the city walls. Not only him, Fan Qiong, Liu Yanqing, and even Zhao Huan's most confidant commander Wang Zong did not participate.

They actually represent Zhao Huan's side.

As for Zhao Huan, no matter how Yang Feng was doing, it wouldn't matter as long as the national master didn't care about his throne. Yang Feng would just search the house. Anyway, he was not chasing the palace, and even Yang Feng didn't move the money and grains of the official warehouse. The grains provided by the Ministry of Revenue were handled according to the imperial edict. This was a kindness from the official family. In theory, he was just a practical operation. As for the money and grains of the wealthy nobles, Zhao Huan was still thinking about chasing! Yang Feng was also beneficial to him to save the people and stabilize the people's hearts. And he just needed to protect the city of Bianliang. The rest was really not worth mentioning. Why did Zhao Huan do these idiots?

Does he like those civil servants who have put ropes on imperial power every day for more than a hundred years?

As for the royal family...

It's time for them to exert some effort at this time.

For more than a hundred years, they all accumulated wealth that was as rich as the country. Then the Jin soldiers besieged the Zhao family in the city and were in danger. Not only did they not use money and food to help, they also rushed to make money from the national crisis. Such a guy was casually a disaster. To protect the city of Bianliang was to protect the Song Dynasty. Zhao Huan was very clear about this, so with his tacit consent, the military remained neutral.

"The Jin army has sieged the city?"

Yang Feng said while sitting upright on his shoulder.

"Please move and see it at a glance."

Uncle Zhang said.

This is a serious matter.

Yang Feng immediately asked his disciples to notify other Liujia divine weapons that were being raised everywhere, and he took the team he accompanied to the city and went directly to Chaoyang Gate to the east, which was the Xinsong Gate that was in the past.

The Jin army's attack was mainly in the southeast corner, with Xuanhua Gate, which is Chenzhou Gate. Puji Gate next to Xuanhua Gate is actually the Caihe or Huimin River Gate. There is also the south Xunmen gate that is further west, the Datong Gate, which is the Bianhe Outs Water Gate in the east, and Chaoyang Gate in the north, which is mainly this range. Originally, after Guo Jing ran away in history, the Jin army first broke through the Xuanhua Gate and then climbed to the city to open the Nanxun Gate. The four-wall guard Liu Yanqing fled and was killed. The eunuch Huang Jing, who was supervising the battle, committed suicide by throwing the fire, commanding Yao Youzhong, He Yingyan, Chen Keli and others. The Jin army broke through the outer city, and finally Zhao Huan, who retreated to the inner city, surrendered.

"Lu Gongche?"

Before Yang Feng could reach Chaoyang Gate, he saw a high tower coming slowly from a mile to another place outside. He said somewhat surprised.

It is obvious that the Jin army is not idle either.

This giant siege tower, dragged by hundreds of cows and pushed by countless soldiers, slowly moved forward like a warship floating on the surface of steel. With the tens of thousands of Jin troops around it, it formed a spectacular scene of the Cold Weapon Age. The sound of countless war drums and the roars of Jin soldiers formed a violent wave like a tsunami. Seeing the Song army on the city wall terrified, after all, this thing was very good.

"A native chicken and a dog!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Then he waved to the side, and a soldier quickly handed over the five-thunder gun. He raised the watch ruler, aimed steadily at the herd of cattle seven hundred meters away, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A gunshot.

Uncle Zhang looked at him in confusion.

"Let the bullets fly for a while!"

Yang Feng said proudly, carrying a gun like Zhang Mazi.

Uncle Zhang smiled blankly...

Well, Yang Feng's performance is meaningless.

Uncle Zhang could not see the herd of cows more than a mile away. He didn't even have a telescope. At most, he could see a bunch of moving spots on the snow in front of the siege tower.

Yang Laoxian, who was unable to show off, was embarrassed.
Chapter completed!