Qian Dezhang nervously watched the progress of the battle from behind. His own men continued to fall, which made him quite nervous. But the situation soon turned around, and the other party's men also began to fall. With each enemy death, his own men began to fall.
Conveniently gaining an advantage, Qian Dezhang knew that he had done it. The rest was just a matter of time. No matter how brave the opponent was, there was nothing he could do to save the situation.
But even so, the ferocity of the opponent is still frightening, especially the two big men, who kill people like melons and vegetables. One punch knocks one person away, and one kick kicks another person away. They kill without blinking an eye. They die.
These two men had not only 80 people but also 40 or 50 people in their hands. They were really cruel.
"Those two people, they must be the leaders, let me chop them into pieces." Qian Dezhang shouted loudly.
A large group of religious bandits rushed up and surrounded Ma Bin and Sun Dayong, hacking and killing them. A scimitar slashed at an angle. Sun Dayong was inconvenient on his feet and his movement was restricted, making it difficult to escape. There was a stabbing sound, and his body was always strong.
There was a deep bloody gash on his arm, and blood was pouring out.
"Master Ma, what are you doing?" Sun Dayong shouted.
Ma Bin chopped down the cult bandit with a knife, covered the wound on his arm and said with a smile: "Brother Sun, I said, I want to die in front of you, so I took this knife for you. Brother Sun, I, Ma Bin, am loyal enough."
Bar."
"Yuntian." Sun Dayong gritted his teeth and shouted. He jumped up with all his strength and kicked a bandit in the chest with both feet. The sound of "Gla" sounded, and the bandit's chest was dented in two pieces. After he landed, blood surged from his mouth. What he saw was
Can't survive.
"Brother, I'm afraid we won't be able to achieve our goal of killing 300 people. We have no choice but to do our best. All of our brothers are almost dead." Ma Bin gasped while holding his long knife.
Sun Dayong supported his shoulders and stood, smiling bitterly: "That's okay, just try your best. Brothers deserve to die. As soldiers, this is the best ending. It is better than dying in bed."
Ma Bin laughed loudly, coughed violently, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and then rushed forward with a knife...
Qian Dezhang at the rear was very proud. Although he paid a huge price, he finally succeeded. The more than 30 people on the other side were really difficult to deal with, but no matter how difficult it was, they couldn't deal with the large number of people. Seeing that there were only less than seven or eight people on the other side left in pain.
Support, Qian Dezhang is in a good mood.
"Kill them, extinguish the fire at the city gate, and take back the city tower." Qian Dezhang shouted loudly.
"Qian Hujiao, look, what's going on over there?" a gangster next to him suddenly shouted.
Qian Dezhang stared at the battlefield and did not notice the situation behind him. Hearing this, he turned around and was startled. He saw torches shining at the exits of several residential alleys not far behind, and people pouring out continuously.
Many people came. They were tall and short, old and young, and there were even old women and children among them. They held torches and held sticks, wooden forks, clothes sticks, kitchen knives and other things in their hands, and they were quietly gathering at the entrance of the alley.
"What are these people doing?" Qian Dezhang asked in shock.
"Qian Hujiao, something is not right. It seems... it seems that it is not good for us." The teacher next to him whispered in shock.
Qian Dezhang frowned and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do they dare to do? They are just a group of common people."
But I saw more and more people gathering at the entrances of several alleys, and the corner of the square was already dark and filled with crowds. An old man held a torch and shouted loudly: "Fathers and fellow villagers, these beasts of the Qingjiao have done a lot of harm to the people of Tianfu.
They have ruined everything. Not long ago, my grandson Erniu was killed by these beasts because he offended them. Poor me Erniu is only fourteen years old. These people are just beasts. If they win
We must all die. Folks, we must help the officers and soldiers to kill these beasts, guard the south gate, welcome the imperial army into the city, drive away and kill all these beasts, then we can have a good life.
Yes. Do you think so?"
"That's right. Kill these damned beasts, otherwise we will never have peace." Everyone shouted.
"Kill them all into pieces. My youngest son was also killed by them just now. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." A woman cried while holding up a clothes-breaking stick.
"My husband was forced to go to the city to defend the city. I don't know whether he is alive or dead. These damned thieves should all be cut to pieces." A young woman also cried loudly.
"Kill them, kill them." All the people roared, children with yellow mouths, old men with white hair, all excited and gnashing their teeth.
Qian Dezhang listened to the shouts of this group of people in astonishment. Although he was frightened in his heart, his experience as an official for many years made him extremely contemptuous of these people. He always thought that these people were just silent sheep, and they did not dare to
The most they can resist is just a few screams. If they are threatened, they will stop.
"What are you doing? Are you gathering a crowd to rebel? Disperse them all, otherwise none of you will be able to escape. You bastards, you still dare to cause trouble." Qian Dezhang walked more than ten steps towards the direction where the people gathered and shouted loudly.
"Rebellion? You are the rebel traitors. We can't survive anyway, so what are we afraid of?" the old man roared, waving a torch.
"Bastard, what's your name? How brave are you? How dare you talk to me like this? I am Qian Dezhang, the prefect of Yingtian. In the name of the prefect of Yingtian, I order you to disperse immediately, otherwise you will not be spared." Qian De
Zhang shouted loudly.
"Qian Dezhang? Is he Qian Dezhang?" the people shouted in shock.
Qian Dezhang puffed up his chest and said: "Yes, it's me. You are all the people under my rule. You should know that I will never tolerate those who are unruly and commit crimes. Don't offend me. Leave immediately. I will let bygones be bygones."
Qian Dezhang thought that he could scare the other party by using the sign of Yingtian Prefecture. After all, he was once the most powerful person in Yingtian Mansion, and the people were still in awe of him. Therefore, Qian Dezhang moved out of the sign of Yingtian Prefecture.
.He thought it worked because the people seemed to be cowardly.
"He is Qian Dezhang, the scum of the imperial court. He took refuge in the Qing Cult and was the culprit who caused the entire city to be ravaged and trampled by the Qing Cult. Folks, kill this bastard, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.
Kill."
Qian Dezhang's declaration of his family status failed to frighten the people. On the contrary, it aroused greater anger among the people. It was this Qian Dezhang who gave Yingtian Mansion to the Qingjiao, causing the people to suffer. Unjust
The debt belongs to the owner. Originally, the people did not know that Qian Dezhang was here. They just learned that there were officers and soldiers and Qingjiao bandits fighting for the south city gate in the square, so they gathered together to help. Who would have expected that Qian Dezhang would actually
Jumped out on his own.
The people were excited and rushed over with roars and shouts. Qian Dezhang was caught off guard and froze on the spot. He did not expect such a result. The bandit next to him hurriedly shouted: "Qian Huji, go quickly, go quickly."
Qian Dezhang woke up with a start, turned around and ran. The people rushed towards him like crazy. Qian Dezhang was usually very pampered and very fat. After running for more than ten steps, he was out of breath.
"Save me, come and save me." Qian Dezhang shouted loudly to the bandits who were running ahead.
The religious bandits paid no attention to him and just ran away. Qian Dezhang couldn't run anymore, so he turned around and put his hands on his hips, panting and yelling loudly: "You dare? If you touch a hair on my head, you will all die."
"You bitch, I'll kill you first." The leading old man swung the stick in his hand and hit Qian Dezhang hard on the head. Qian Dezhang was dizzy and reached out to touch his head, feeling a sticky piece of blood.
.
"You... you are so brave, you actually... dare to attack me, you bunch of thugs... these... bastards." Qian Dezhang shook his body and muttered to himself in horror.
"Bang." "Pfft." "Boom." "Pop!"
Countless sticks, hatchets, and kitchen knives came up to Qian Dezhang mercilessly. Each blow brought great anger and hatred from the people, and they all hit Qian Dezhang. In just a few breaths, Qian Dezhang received seven or eight blows.
More than a dozen knives and dozens of sticks were used. The fat body fell to the ground with a bang, his limbs twitched, and blood was pouring from his body. The people showed no signs of stopping and continued to beat and chop Qian Dezhang's body and Qian Dezhang's head.
His body was deflated, his arms were broken, his stomach was cut open, his intestines were severed, and his facial features were chopped to pieces. His whole body was chopped into a ball of rotten flesh with sticks and machetes.
"There are also those damn Qing Jiao thieves, folks, don't let them escape." Someone shouted in the direction of the square.
The people immediately shouted and rushed towards the two sides fighting in the square.
The religious bandits had already noticed the changes here, but they didn't know what happened specifically. Someone shouted loudly: "Qian Hujiao was killed by them, and the people rebelled."
The religious bandits were frightened, and they saw the dark masses of people rushing over. Under the light of torches were the faces of gray-haired old men, old women, children, women and children. These faces had twisted expressions of anger, which really made people chill.
. If the people who came were all strong men, that would be fine. But those who came were children, women, children, old men, and old women, which made people feel even more weird and chilling. This is a wonderful feeling. Honest people often make people more powerful when they show off their power.
be terrified.
"Kill, folks, the army will be here soon, don't let any of them escape. These gangsters all deserve to die, kill them, no one will be spared." Ma Bin saw the situation clearly and roared loudly with joy.
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Sun Dayong and the other seven or eight soldiers were already covered in blood, but at this moment they felt energetic again. They wielded their weapons and began to fight back. Faced with such a situation, no matter how stupid the bandits were, they knew they should run away. Chandler
Zhang is dead, and these angry people are not easy to mess with. Even if you are not afraid of them, after being entangled, the city gate cannot be taken back, and the officers and soldiers will march straight in, so there is no point in fighting here. Even if they are killed,
It doesn't help to kill the people. What's more, there are probably thousands of people in the crowd, and there are countless people pouring out of the alleys from all directions. The people in the entire Nancheng seem to be alarmed. Even if they have no fighting ability, they can't be killed.
It’s over. If I don’t run now, when will I wait?
The religious bandits shouted and fled in all directions. The common people held torches and shouted loudly to chase them everywhere, driving the pigs and wolves they drove away. The people in the entire Nancheng got the news quickly, and the gongs were clanging. Except for those
Except for the people who were lying on the bed and couldn't get up, almost all the people came out. They started to gather with various sticks and wooden forks, and followed the people who were chasing the bandits to search and kill the fleeing bandits.
The religious bandits have received retribution for their previous wanton actions. Although the people are cowardly and weak, they will never get good results if they are pushed into a hurry. One ant may be crushed to death lightly, but thousands of ants can.
Eat an elephant. Many people know nothing about the power of ants.
