In the summer of the third year of Chongning, the night in Jeju Prefecture was extremely hot. Many people brought mats and hammocks from their houses to sleep in the yard.
Li Chongwen's house was filled with powerful and wealthy people who came and went in carriages, horses or sedan chairs. Lazy soldiers holding long spears wandered around Fuyin's mansion, which was heavily guarded.
"So, this imperial envoy is determined to go against us?"
The speaker was a bearded man with an aquiline nose, pink eyes, and unibrows. He was Zhou Hong, the training envoy of the Jeju regiment.
When Meng Jizong, the general judge of Jeju, heard this, his face changed with fright. He swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Fu Yin, this person is an imperial envoy who patrols hunting on behalf of the sky. No wonder he hid in a restaurant after entering the city. I'm afraid he has already
We have explored everything. Alas, what am I talking about? I told you to restrain yourself at the beginning. If you had listened to me earlier, you would have reached this point."
If Yang Lin knew that his unintentional act would make these bird people misunderstood so deeply, he would come in to eat, drink and have fun no matter what.
Li Chongwen also became frightened: "This Yang Lin is a top scholar and a native of Yangzhou. He has no grudges against us in the past and has no grudges in recent times. Why does he come here to embarrass you and me?"
Zhou Hong looked at a group of civil servants coldly, frowned and said: "He traveled across mountains and ridges in Shandong without any imperial guard of honor. Who knows his whereabouts. If you ask me, kill them, transport them out and bury them in the wilderness of other states and counties."
, who knew it was us who did it, just blame it on the strongmen and bandits. At worst, I will kill some scapegoats then, and we will spend some money on Eunuch Liang to ask him to calm the matter. A young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, who
I am willing to offend Eunuch Liang for him."
When Meng Jizong heard this, his face suddenly turned pale. He reached out and grabbed Zhou Hong's collar, and said in a trembling voice: "Kill the imperial envoy? Can you bear this crime?"
Zhou Hong felt a little contempt in his heart when he saw that he looked regretful and useless, why didn't you regret it when you collected the money? He threw Meng Jizong away and said disdainfully: "The crime of being caught is a crime, otherwise it is an unsolved case.
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Li Chongwen was just pacing back and forth, when suddenly a man fell into the door, cupped his fists and said: "Master, Yang Qin sent him out of the city at night."
Zhou Hong grabbed him and asked, "How long have you been gone?"
"Just left the city gate."
Zhou Hongton said: "What are you waiting for? Just say that some thieves raided the prison at night and rescued our accomplices. We killed them. Who knew it was the imperial envoy in the dark night? Do you want him to stab us above and execute us all?"
What?"
Li Chongning sighed, lowered his head and said, "Make it cleaner."
Zhou Hong sneered and walked out of the living room with a knife in his hand. After a while, he led his troops and rode out.
The entire officialdom of Jeju Prefecture is corrupted. If anyone does not join in with them, they will definitely be expelled. These people are truly sharing life and death, because they have common interests and handles. No one can betray anyone even if they are a grasshopper on a rope.
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Outside the city, Lu Wang and others were protecting Yang Lin, and He Tao had been hidden by them. It wasn't that Yang Lin was too ruthless, but he simply couldn't run away anymore with his body.
With a burden, it is very likely that all these people will be buried here. After all, I only have about fifty people.
It's all in vain. Although people like Yang Lin are experienced salt traders and have undergone special training, after all, they are unfamiliar with the place.
Zhou Hong caught up with them seven or eight miles outside the city and drove them into a ruined temple.
Under the cover of night, the expression on Yang Lin's face could not be seen clearly. Lu Wang comforted him and said: "Don't panic about the promotion. They are just local soldiers. We followed the Salt King and killed who knows how many."
Having said that, it is just to mention morale. The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. Everyone present knows that this time is more likely to be bad than good.
Zhou Hong came on horseback. If his men faced the imperial envoy, few of them would dare to fight. Zhou Hong was also afraid of long nights and many dreams, so he did not hesitate at all and directly ordered:
"The gangsters from Erlong Mountain were inside. In order to save their accomplices from prison, they robbed and killed the people. They immediately set fire to the ruined temple. They came out and killed each one, leaving no one alive."
"Kill! Kill them all!"
The hot air brought thick smoke, Yang Lin gritted his teeth and said: "The thief and the bird set fire to his grandfather, rush out and give me a try, it is better than waiting to die here. If a person dies and the bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of millions of years. Brothers
, rush me!"
The elite soldiers of the Long Live Battalion broke open the temple door, faced the rain of arrows, pushed them away with their knives, and blocked them with their bodies to gain opportunities for those behind.
Zhou Hong did not expect them to be so tough. Coupled with Jeju's corruption, the arrows were made of jerry-rigged materials and were as light as hollow wheat straw.
There were only fifty people in the Long Live Battalion, and the most elite ones stayed with Yang Lin to protect him, but they rushed into Zhou Hong's army.
Zhou Hong came to the crowd with a knife in hand, raised the sword and slashed it on the back of a warrior from the Long Live Battalion. The man did not fall down, but turned around with a grin on his face and bared his teeth, cursing "dog officer", his face full of anger.
Bloody and bruised all over, he turned around and cut.
Zhou Hong's martial arts skills were not bad, but he had never seen such a situation before. He lost first in terms of momentum. He was struck by the wounded warrior of the Long Live Battalion with a knife on his horse. The horse screamed and struggled to avoid falling to the ground.
Are these imperial guards? Their aura is more like that of desperadoes.
Zhou Hong bullied the people like a demon. When had he ever seen such a fierce person? He was so distracted that he forgot to touch up his sword and turned around to leave.
The surrounding soldiers immediately gathered around. Zhou Hong gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "These madmen can protect such a good bird. They must be a ruthless and vengeful master. They must be killed tonight."
There are too few people in the Long Live Camp. Even though they are all fierce, they are still divided.
Lu Wang and Lu Qian were protecting Yang Lin and were driven to the temple by a group of soldiers.
Behind was a blazing fire, which made Yang Lin's back hurt terribly. He tore open his scorched clothes and cursed: "Where the hell are you going to retreat?"
Lu Wang held two swords and hacked a soldier to death, saying: "I have been entrusted by Master Yang to teach me to take care of my son. If I lose the lift, how can I still live with dignity?" After saying this, he tore off a piece stained with blood.
He held his clothes in his mouth and thrust forward like a madman with his two swords.
Nearly a hundred people were surrounding and killing them, and their momentum was inevitably lost. After killing four or five people, they pushed forward and pushed back.
Not all the soldiers in the carriage were bad guys. They found the right moment and stabbed him in the shoulder. Lu Wang screamed and dropped the knife in his left hand.
The others saw the right moment and stabbed Yang Lin in the neck, with the tip of the spear close at hand.
At that moment, Yang Lin was devastated and his vision went dark.
Suddenly there was the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air, and he was nailed to the tree stump next to him.
There was a cry of killing in the distance. At first, a little fat black man with round eyes and a dark purple face shouted like a dead father and mother: "Save my Tiji quickly, save my Tiji quickly.
Lift."
Behind him a group of demons danced wildly.
There are officers who bend their bows and shoot arrows, killing people with their arrows;
There are men with harpoons in their hands, clothed in civilian clothes and with open chests;
There are young people who carry sharp knives and have oily hair and powdered noodles.