Liu Er’s real name is Liu Xiaoqing. Because his sister’s name is Liu Qing, he became Liu Er when he shouted.
When he was a child, Liu Er's favorite thing to do was to go to the fields with his sister to watch his father and mother at work.
My sister can sing folk songs, and every time she raises her head, the fields of each family will follow her.
"Cotton, that white——"
"Rice, that yellow——"
"The sorghum is ripe and my face is red——"
"Soybean, that round——"
"The ears of rice are long——"
"The corn is shaking off its tassels and forming long sticks..."
At first, Liu Er felt that these people were really not ashamed, and they had the nerve to accept Ajie’s songs even though they sang so unpleasantly.
Later he discovered that he was the one who sang the hardest.
As soon as you open your mouth, the people behind you can no longer sing and they all fall down laughing.
It was as simple as that, and occasionally he didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, but Liu Er lived a very contented life.
Until the age of twelve.
The bully got drunk, broke into the house, and started to attack my mother and sister.
Dad picked up the sickle and tried to drive him away, but his knees were chopped off instead.
Like many families where this kind of thing has happened, the Liu family had no way to seek help and was left stranded by city gate fees and medical expenses.
One night, my father used his hands and feet to crawl into the ditch.
The Liu family's sky collapsed in half.
My mother became ill and couldn't afford it. Half a year later, half of the sky collapsed.
Since then, Liu Er has never heard her singing again.
Although he still smiles, there is something strange to Liu Er in those eyes.
Hatred.
My sister went to the city and said she would work as a maid for a wealthy family.
Liu Er's life suddenly became moisturized.
There will never be a shortage of rice, flour, grains and oils.
When he reached the age of sixteen, someone suddenly came to pick him up from the city, arranged a place for him to live, and gave him a very respectable and prestigious job - a government servant.
Liu Er thought this would be a new life.
However, on his first day on duty, two corpses were brought to the government office. It was said that they were a couple who had an affair, and they were beaten to death on the spot by the master's family.
The death conditions of both of them were very miserable. The only difference was that the female corpse had a faint smile, just like before.
After that, no one remembered the name Liu Xiaoqing.
Liu Er retracted his thoughts, his eyes became decisive and sharp.
"What if..."
"If Mr. Xu had been an official back then, those things wouldn't have happened, right?"
"It's best to serve as an official for ten thousand years."
Liu Er didn't know if they could kill the rebels, but he knew that once the rebels were really killed, Xu Chong would definitely bear a big responsibility.
Even if you are not beheaded, your official hat will still be removed.
And no matter which one it is, it is not acceptable to him.
So.
When the figure in the bamboo hat just appeared, Liu Er directly triggered the crossbow and roared with all his strength.
"Do it!!!"
Phew!
Phew!
Phew...
Thirty crossbow arrows were shot at the man in the bamboo hat from all directions, accompanied by lime and poison.
In order to survive, these front-line government officials had tensed up their spirits and mustered all their strength to kill the rebels.
When I heard the order to take action, I didn't care who the order was, I just followed it.
Among them, Lao Li is the most active.
He got those lime and drugs.
In addition, he personally quenched every knife and arrow with dung water.
And he himself rushed out as soon as he started.
"——Kill!!!"
Footsteps suddenly started from all directions, only half a beat slower than Lao Li.
Between the lightning and flint.
The figure of the man in the bamboo hat blurred instantly, and the high-speed movements brought out the afterimage. In a series of bangs, most of the crossbow arrows that were fired were shot down.
At this time, Lao Li's sword was about to fall.
One foot came first and kicked Lao Li hard on the chest, sending him flying several feet and knocking down a bunch of government officials.
"Why?!"
Huo Tong raised his head, his angry eyes revealed.
He knew there was an ambush here, but shouldn't the target of the ambush be Sun Yourong? Why attack him?!
Huo Tong can't understand.
He never thought that these ordinary people would take action against him.
Caught off guard, he only managed to shoot down twenty-two of the thirty crossbow arrows.
And one of them accidentally hit the sachet behind his waist.
The arrow wrapped in the incense of ecstasy pierced the coir raincoat and stabbed hard into his waist.
In just an instant, my hands and feet began to feel weak.
Huo Tong knew the effectiveness of the Ecstasy incense, and the only response he could think of was to use all his strength to knock one person away, thereby frightening the other attackers.
Unfortunately, he was wrong.
Not only did that kick not have any deterrent effect, but it completely aroused everyone's ferocity.
The government officials had only one thought left at this time.
It’s true that the rebel is very strong! If you don’t kill him, you will die!
So, Huo Tong watched helplessly as everyone rushed towards him.
When the first knife fell on his body, he could no longer feel the pain.
Then there is the second one, the third one...
After a while.
Huo Tong's consciousness gradually dimmed, and he struggled to spit out the last few words of his life, "Why...why..."
The ‘anti-thief’ died like this.
But the campaign of ‘killing the rebels’ continues.
Even Liu Er, who was driven down from the tower, caught two knives.
Until Huo Tong's torso was completely turned into meat paste, and 'Puff' turned into 'Cangcang'.
This is the sound of cutting stone slabs.
Someone came back to his senses and looked at the pool on the ground in disbelief, "Dead...?"
"Dead...the rebel is dead?"
"We...succeeded?"
"I'm still alive...I'm still alive! I survived!!"
Reactions came one after another, and loud cheers broke out.
They completely ignored the fact that the rebels were killed too easily, and were immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster.
Among the entire audience, only one person remained calm from beginning to end.
Liu Er.
He still has unfinished business.
Liu Er's eyes slowly wandered over everyone's faces, as if he wanted to remember these people who had gone through hardships together.
Finally, he glanced at the watchtower in the distance. Liu Er bent down and lifted Huo Tong's head.
Hoarse.
"Kill the rebels...Liu Xiaoqing!!!"
The cheers stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked at Liu Er in unison.
Surprised, puzzled, doubtful.
The rebels were supposed to be captured alive!
Now that he is dead, the murderer not only has no merit, but is also guilty.
If you stand out at this time, aren't you seeking death?
The person standing next to Liu Er pulled his sleeves to stop him.
But Liu Er ignored him at all and continued to go his own way, shouting over and over again at the top of his voice, as if he wanted to tell everyone that it was Liu Xiaoqing who killed the rebel.
Until Fu Yuanlong appeared in blood-clothed clothes.
"Lord in Blood Clothes!"
Liu Er's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded and ran to Fu Yuanlong, holding the head as if offering a treasure: "Sir, I'm lucky to have fulfilled my destiny and killed the rebel!"
"So..."
Fu Yuanlong narrowed his eyes, "Did you shout that move?"
"Well, my lord, forgive me, but I made my own decision. I just saw the timing was too good and couldn't hold it back."
Liu Er said he was sorry, but anyone could see the pride on his face.