The roar erupted.
The official seal of the magistrate's Zha Niu flew out from the county government office and printed the nine-fold seal script with cinnabar on the inspection archer's face.
The pig butcher in Ansai City held up the court documents and smashed the symbol of the imperial dignity in Fushi County into the crowd.
This official power is made of solid wood, weighs eighty kilograms, and is unstoppable.
Smashed into a crowd, breaking bones and tendons.
After filing the case in the courtroom, figures one after another ran out with sharp weapons in hand.
Liu Chengzong fought bravely to be the first, jumped up from the court case, stepped heavily on the shield, jumped into the crowd, and held the shield officer until he fell to his knees and smashed to the ground.
Like a cannonball, he crossed the government line and hit the patrolling archers at the rear, kicking one over.
Patrol archers are also very fierce these days.
The man on the left didn't have time to draw his sword and held his bow, but he still wanted to beat him. The man on the right just stabbed him hard with an arrow.
The two evils faced each other, so Liu Chengzong chose to take a beating and knocked over the man holding the arrow with his sword. Then he turned around and killed the archer with his bow.
But there were too many enemies around him, and he suddenly felt the sound behind his ears and did not dare to look back.
He hurriedly wrapped his head around to block the weapon behind him, but he never expected that it was a chain without martial ethics.
This was good, the Wild Goose Wing Knife was not tightly wrapped, and the prismatic iron head of the chain easily smashed open the head of the archer who had just stood up after being kicked over.
Liu Chengzong had not seen such a good teammate in several years. What was even more amazing was that this man killed a teammate with a chain, and then ran away without the chain.
This made him feel comfortable.
We have also practiced the yamen's chains!
Swinging the knife to separate himself from the inspectors and government officials, Liu Chengzong held a chain in one hand and a knife in the other. The chain was raised to protect one side, and he quickly jumped out of the circle in conjunction with the Yanqing Knife.
Looking back at the inspectors and government officials who had been dragged back by him, the battle was no longer as easy as it had been just now.
The prisoners rushed out frantically, with Gao Xian, Guo Zashi and others as vanguards. The two sides actually fought... vigorously?
The weapons of the prisoners were so poor that it was difficult for three or five of them to hold down one prisoner, and some of them even used the gavel to greet people in the face.
Liu Chengzong had no choice but to pick up his sword and rush into the battle group again.
This time there was no feeling of being trapped in a camp, and it was much more relaxed. Many government officials were held back by the prisoners and could not care about him at all.
The remaining few people paid attention to Gao Xian and ignored him. If they dragged him along, no one would deal with Gao Xian.
So that he could be invisible in the crowd, stealing a leg here, scratching a crotch there, stumbling and knocking this one down, and drawing a knife to mend that one.
In the blink of an eye, the surviving government officials did not dare to fight and tried their best to escape.
Liu Chengzong didn't chase him. He took a breath and saw Chengyun walking out of the shop across the street.
Very paradoxical.
Everyone else was beaten to death, but Cheng Yun seemed like a fine person. He didn't even have a speck of dust on his body. He even had a stewed lamb's trotter in his hand, chewing on it while walking.
"You, where were you just now?"
"Second uncle, it's great that everything is okay." Liu Chengyun respectfully collected the sheep's hooves and said hello to Liu Xiangyu first.
Then he pointed to the store with his backhand and said with an innocent face: "Just sit there. Brother Cao originally asked me to report the news to you, but suddenly a group of government officials came.
I don't know how to use martial arts, and I didn't dare to go there. There was food in the store, but the store owner ran away, so I just sat there and had a meal. "
The silly brother looked as if he should take it for granted. Liu Chengzong said angrily: "You don't dare? Everyone in the store knows how to run away. You don't know. You are too courageous!"
Cheng Yun rolled his eyes and didn't answer his question.
A man who is full does not know that a man who is hungry is hungry.
With your martial arts skills, seven or eight strong men can't get close to you, and only one person can cut down the entire army.
Not only do you dare to run, you are even eager to jump over and have a fight.
Cheng Yun looked at his small body and was frightened by the waiter in the shop. He was very nervous, fearing that the waiter would hit him with a stick and beat him back. He turned around and broke out in a cold sweat.
Dozens of government officials and people are strong, isn't that a joke?
Even if I want to run, I have to have two legs to support me. My legs are like noodles and I’m still running. It’s a waste of time.
Besides, he was just sitting there in the store and no one paid attention to him.
Suddenly he stood up and ran out. The government officials hadn’t started fighting him yet, so why didn’t he get caught by the government officials?
Behind them, the government officials started fighting, and the ground was covered with corpses and blood. They fired muskets and arrows, so they didn't dare to run away.
Right now, if it hadn't slowed down for a while, Chengyun wouldn't have been able to walk straight across the street.
"Brother, Brother Cao asked me to tell you that he saw Zhang Qianhu. He is not in the city and is sitting outside the south gate with his troops."
"Sit, what do you mean sit?"
"Just sit there. There is about four miles of land. The artillery can't hit it anyway, so just sit there with the troops."
Cheng Yun didn't know how to describe it, so he said, "I don't think we can go out through the south gate. We have to go through the north gate. He probably wants to grab food."
"Robbing food? He wants to steal my food, and I still want his life. Where's She Tuantian?"
Liu Chengzong originally thought that he would first go out through the north gate to meet his brother who was ambushing outside the city, and then Li Wanqing would lead the hungry people to pretend to go out through the south gate.
It would be best if Zhang Xiong could be blocked on the suspension bridge and unable to escape.
However, as Liu Chengyun pointed to the south, his thoughts changed as he looked over.
"As you said, let's go through the north gate, go around and then fight Zhang Xiong."
The hungry people are miserable enough and cannot be used as bait anymore.
As far as the eye could see, a raging wave of hungry people occupied the streets of Yan'an Fucheng.
On the eaves and corners, there were people standing on the houses and others standing on the corners, shouting directions.
No one knows where this road leads, and no one cares where this road leads.
People only know that after the Fucheng Pass was captured and the city gate tower went through a bloody fight, the man with the scar on his face raised fire.
He asked if he was hungry.
They said, come with me.
They are among us and say the food is there.
Just in town.
Enter the city.
Get food.
Food has the power to create new things.
Like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, it reactivates a brain that has been hungry and chaotic for a long time.
Let your swollen legs open again, like going to a porridge factory to serve porridge.
Then one step was faster than the other, and there were more people than the porridge factory gave them.
Walk onto the suspension bridge, cross the barbican, and start running, grabbing as much as you want.
No need to leave anything to chance.
Run at full speed and rush through the streets.
Even if, even if the officers and soldiers are close at hand.
Like a rushing river hitting pumice, the crowd is indeed like a surging water that pauses for a moment.
It's just that the waves behind hit the waves in front, and the government servants who came from Dongshengmen looked sharp and looked sad.
Even they themselves didn't believe that the thin sword and iron ruler in their hands could stop hundreds of hungry people.
There are so many people that you can’t even see the end of the place.
No one knows whether the first person who ran towards the Yamen was squeezed out or whether he was determined to die and hit the blade.
All I know is that the tip of the knife penetrates the body, and the blood dyes the person's eyes red.
One after another, figures with ragged clothes, hard abdomens, swollen lower limbs, or unkempt hair rushed out one after another.
With an unparalleled fear of death, with an unparalleled desire for survival, with endless resentment against natural and man-made disasters, with great anger at the loss of his wife and children.
charge.
Charge against the blade.
In today's Yan'an Prefecture, steel cannot defeat flesh and blood.
Shields cannot defend, swords cannot penetrate, iron rulers cannot stop, and chains cannot stop.
The government officials were submerged by the rushing river, torn to pieces, and crushed into mud, with their livers and brains smeared to the ground.
They are like weak domestic dogs.
They are ferocious tigers and wolves.
Food... food is just ahead.
