"Her Majesty Wang... a dozen brothers died!" Lu Jian was heartbroken.
These elite believers are the elite of Jinling Province. It is heartbreaking to see such a loss.
Wang Xianxiang also felt angry. He looked at the scholar's house next to him and said angrily: "Damn... how can these guards in the imperial court be so powerful!"
"The emperor is too afraid of death!"
Cursing couldn't solve the problem. After thinking for a while, Wang Xianxiang said in a deep voice: "It seems that it will be difficult to capture the Zhu family boy alive!"
"Wang Shenshi, time waits for no one. We have to get things done quickly, or the officers and soldiers will come!" Lu Jian was full of anxiety.
Wang Xianxiang looked ruthless and said, "Let the brothers find firewood and burn them inside!"
"yes!"
In this countryside, it is not difficult to find firewood, and there are many in the surrounding farmers' homes.
And you don't need too much firewood, you just need to set the house on fire. After all, the Xue family courtyard is a wooden structure.
After finding the two nearest farmers, the White Lotus cultists moved a lot of straw and firewood and placed them in key places outside the Xue family's house.
In addition to firewood, they also found tung oil to serve as kindling.
After getting ready, Wang Xianxiang gave an order, and the Bailian sect members lit a fire together, and soon the Xue family's house was ablaze.
After the flames climbed up, they began to ignite the houses near the wall, but the burning speed was slower.
"Pour more oil, pour more oil..." Wang Xianxiang yelled.
At this moment, in the Xue family's house, looking at the flames igniting around them, those who could still move tried to put out the fire.
Some are looking for water to splash, some are using brooms to beat them, and some are using things to fan themselves...
However, the fire is not a big threat now. Instead, the thick smoke is unbearable and makes people choke and cough.
Everyone else was fine, but when those injured people coughed, their wounds would immediately be affected, causing them to scream again and again.
Within two or three minutes after the fire started, it was already very busy inside.
Fortunately, Zhu Jinghong kept calm and asked people to move the wounded to a leeward place, while also having people cover their mouths and noses with wet cloths.
Hearing the wailing sounds from the courtyard, Wang Xianxiang finally felt a little more comfortable, and then whispered: "My dead brothers, I will avenge you, return to the throne of the goddess in peace!"
"Prepare to release arrows, shoot them all!"
"yes!"
Lu Jian quickly called to his men, summoned the archers to the front of the house, and lined up to prepare for a volley of fire.
The fire got bigger and bigger, and there were more and more screams inside. Wang Xianxiang felt it was time, so he ordered the arrows to be fired.
From the beginning to now, they don't have many arrows anymore, they have been used up after just five volleys.
With such a projectile, whether it can hit or not is entirely up to chance.
The reality is that these arrows are almost useless because everyone is hiding in the corner.
"Thirteenth Master, I will protect you to break out of the encirclement!" Hou Jing looked determined.
Zhu Jinghong said sadly: "What happened today is all because of my willful actions, which has caused you to suffer like this..."
Today's incident made him realize firsthand the huge risks involved in Bailongyu's suit. Even if he was unlucky once ten thousand times, it would be an unbearable burden.
Hou Jing hurriedly spoke: "Thirteenth Master must not blame himself. This is all due to the incompetence of the ministers. Only now..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhu Jinghong clenched his sword and said, "If I can escape today, you and I will be brothers in life and death. No matter how rich or powerful we are in the future... we will never be incompatible with each other!"
What Zhu Jinghong said was true, and it was what he said from the bottom of his heart.
I have never experienced life and death, so I cannot be said to be so solemn and firm.
At this moment of life and death, the dignified heir of the royal family is willing to be worthy of all brothers and never be betrayed. Everyone present is a young man and is easily infected by Zhu Jinghong.
"I swear to follow the Thirteenth Master to the death and never betray me!" Hou Jing knelt down on one knee.
About to face the most brutal fight, all the guards were filled with enthusiasm, and they all knelt on one knee and said: "Swear to follow the Thirteenth Master to the death, and never fail!"
Zhu Jinghong's blood was also boiling at this moment, and he felt a surge of heroism in his heart: "Brothers, follow me and fight out!"
After saying that, Zhu Jinghong turned around and walked outside. He planned to give it another try, even if he died, he did not want to be burned to death.
They walked out of the inner courtyard, but before they reached the front yard, they heard shouts from outside.
"Kill...kill the thief, Mr. Xue will be rewarded heavily!"
"Kill the thief and you will be rewarded heavily!"
The voice came faintly, but it made Hou Jing ecstatic.
"Master Thirteen, it's... Wang Jie Yuxin and the others!"
Zhang Lin was equally excited and said: "They are here!"
It has been more than half an hour since these two people left, and they finally found help.
We really can't blame Wang Jie and the two for procrastinating. It is not an easy task to find the hidden farmers and mobilize them.
"The Xue family master said that there will be a heavy reward for killing the thief, including money and land..."
"Those people are not Japanese pirates, they are just bandits from other places. You don't need to be afraid..."
"There are not many of these thieves, and the officers and soldiers are coming soon. If they don't take action... the family fortune that is hard to earn in a few lifetimes will be lost!"
Wang Jie and Lu Yuxin kept shouting to encourage the young people to be brave.
They found more than two hundred young men. These people were armed with hoes and long shovels, and they were really impressive as they marched hand in hand.
"Silver and land can be obtained by killing thieves, come on guys..."
There must be brave men under heavy rewards. These young and strong people are real brave men, and they are also effectively organized.
"Who are these people?" Wang Xianxiang was a little surprised.
"It seems... they are some farmers!" Lu Jian replied.
"They don't want their lives?"
After being surprised, Wang Xianxiang immediately ordered: "Stop them and kill them..."
It doesn't matter that these people are looking for death, but they must not hinder his plan to kill "Zhu", so he will kill as many as he comes.
Dozens of White Lotus cultists held knives and rushed towards the young men. Although they had fewer people, they had the advantage of weapons.
"Throw……"
Wang Jie roared loudly, and the young men threw the stones in their hands with all their strength. Hundreds of stones flew towards the White Lotus Sect, causing everyone in the White Lotus Sect to run away holding their heads.
"Kill them, beat them to death..." Wang Jie rushed forward.
Lu Yuxin then shouted: "Kill the thief and earn a family fortune, come on..."
Soon the two sides came into contact with each other, but the battle situation was simply unsightly.
Although the White Lotus Sect has a small number of people, there are still more than a hundred people. They cooperate with each other tacitly and use weapons to gain the upper hand. They can defeat the young men in a direct attack.
This is not to be blamed on the young men. They only know how to farm on weekdays, so how can they fight like death warriors?
As long as they see blood, these people will collapse when their blood is pumped up, and of course they will disperse in a rush wrapped in fear.
Of course, there were some really ruthless people among them, who killed and injured more than a dozen people with hoes and shovels dancing wildly.
It was at this moment that someone shouted: "The officers and soldiers are coming, the officers and soldiers are coming..."
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Wang Jie saw in the distance cavalry approaching quickly, with a few people in front carrying the banner of the Ming Army.
At this moment, Wang Xianxiang was greatly frightened.
He couldn't figure out why the imperial army came so quickly. From the time they took action until now, it had only been an hour at most.
The cavalry were very fast. In only a few seconds, they came within a hundred meters. A few breaths later, a hail of arrows struck.
The young men had already fled, and everyone in the White Lotus Sect had been turned into hedgehogs, crying for their parents and running away in all directions.
The first cavalry to arrive were more than 40 people from Jinling Qianhu Station. They relied on continuous crossbow fire to make the White Lotus cultists unable to resist.
"Get it as soon as possible and save Master Thirteen!" Li Wenzhao roared.
