Seeing that the victims of the disaster were going to be strong men again, and they were going to sign and register their household registrations, borrow grain, and borrow crops to reclaim the famine, one of the groups immediately lost interest, and they secretly took the opportunity to slip away.

A little girl who was about seven or eight years old said to a big man next to her with a disdainful expression, "Uncle, I just said that this son will not harm us, I think he is a very kind person, you still don't believe it, hum!"

The big man glared at the little girl angrily, and the little girl was so frightened that she immediately drilled into her mother's arms, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Don't be afraid!" A thin but very white palm gently patted the little girl's back, and the thin boy in the Xuanjia Army had come behind the little girl and her mother at some point.

As soon as the group of "disaster victims" who wanted to sneak away separated from the disaster victims' ranks, they were suddenly surrounded by the officers and soldiers of Chen County.

"What are you going to do?" one of the "disaster victims" led by him glared at Shen Qian, the county guard who personally led the officers and soldiers in the county.

"The county guard of Chen County has gone back on his word, and only then did he say that he wanted to give porridge, and he was going to attack us and other good people!" Several other "disaster victims" shouted desperately.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 "disaster victims" gathered around and angrily accused the county keeper of Chen County for not keeping his word and treating the disaster victims as inhuman.

For a while, the rear of the victims suddenly became lively, and these "disaster victims" were not too big of a deal, desperately calling the victims who had gone to the shed to register and make a book, and went to the porridge shed to receive food to come back to help, but it was a pity that the people took food as the sky, and the victims were even more so, they already had food, where could they still be bewitched by the "companions" who knew each other on the way to escape from the famine, and they all entered the shed and porridge shed by themselves.

But seeing that those victims had been "bought" by the county guard of Chen County, the "disaster victims" led by him shouted loudly.

"The wind is tight, pull it!"

I saw that more than 100 "disaster victims" took out daggers and short swords and other short weapons from their arms, gathered together, and wanted to rush out.

There are not many officers and soldiers stationed in the city of Chenjun, only more than 100 people, and there are more than 20,000 Xuanjia troops in the camp outside the city, but unfortunately they are not called by the county guard.

These officers and soldiers in the city also do some things to manage the security in the city on weekdays, but these "disaster victims" are all extremely vicious people, who are crawling and rolling on the rivers and lakes in order to survive, and for a time, they have overwhelmed the officials and soldiers quite a lot in terms of momentum, and some timid officers and soldiers can't help but give way to the side, for fear that these ferocious "disaster victims" will hurt themselves.

But the next moment, the "disaster victims" were dumbfounded, and the two hundred Xuanjia troops didn't know when they had surrounded more than 100 of their own people, or set up crossbow arrows, or pulled out long knives, majestic and murderous.

The Xuanjia Army, that is the army that has crushed many countries, even if there has been no war for many years after the unification of the north of the Taijiang River, but the training on weekdays is still known for its strictness, and it is the backbone of the encirclement of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

"You...... What are you going to do? Do you know who I am? I am a disciple of the first outer sect, and the second-grade cultivation is strength, and you have only a hundred Xuanjia troops, which is not enough for me to fight, so quickly dodge!" Seeing such a battle, the "disaster victims" led by him were fierce on their lips, but their bodies retreated very honestly, tripped over a stone in the middle, and almost fell, but fortunately they were helped by their companions next to them to stabilize their figures.

A group of "disaster victims" next to him immediately moved towards the leader's position and stood behind the leader.

"Boss, you just kill a dozen Xuanjia soldiers, we can follow you to rush out, your cultivation can't be wasted, and you will use it when you grab the throne of the emperor Lao'er!"

"Boss, use the golden bell jar to protect the brothers, I heard that the crossbow arrows of this Xuanjia Army can be very powerful, but with the boss here, let them know that no matter how powerful the crossbow arrows are, in front of you, the boss, it is a pile of waste firewood!"

"The boss is mighty, he doesn't leave a living mouth, if he wants to do it, he will do it with a big ticket, and he will be famous!"

"The Boss ...... Mighty"

The smell of sycophants among the victims became strong again, but the leader's face became more and more iron-blue, as if the sycophants had expired and deteriorated this time.

Zhong Yebai raised his left hand and fanned it in front of his nose to show that this sycophant was really smelly.

"Two lieutenants, can you hear it, their boss has second-grade strength, and he knows the golden bell jar, and the crossbow arrows of your subordinates are a pile of waste wood in front of him!" Zhong Yebai joked happily to Gao Jian.

Gao Jian smiled happily, "Waste firewood is not wastewood, try it to know!"

After that, the two captains raised their left hands, and the two hundred Xuanjia troops wound their long crossbows in unison, and when the two captains put their hands down, they were going to shoot this rain of arrows.

At this moment, the leader of the "disaster victims" suddenly weakened, sat on the ground with a limp, and wanted to kowtow to the two captains and Gongzi, but he didn't have the strength to kneel, so he had to sit on the ground with his buttocks, and his upper body fell to the ground, crying, "Childe...... The son spares his life, the county guard spares his life, the two lieutenants spare their lives, and the small one ...... The small one is not a second-grade master, it is really not a second-grade master, the small one is a gangster, no grade, no grade!

The leader kowtowed like pounding garlic, and after just a few strokes, the skin on his forehead was already open, and the blood flowed.

As for the little brothers standing behind him, they were dumbfounded one by one, obviously unable to react to what happened for a while, could it be that the boss with high cultivation and strong strength on weekdays was dropped?

The boss is usually very powerful, and he can directly reach into the oil pan and fry it, and then take out his hand intact.

The boss is not like this on weekdays, I have seen the boss slash a long black iron knife into two with one palm, and that palm is still slashed against the blade......

Zhong Yebai pulled out the long knife at his waist and walked straight towards the leader, the tip of the knife was directly on the leader's chin, and he forcibly lifted the leader's jaw, so that the leader could face him.

"Anyway, what's your name!What bad things have you done lately!Well said, I don't want to kill you, if I don't say well, crossbow arrows are waiting!" Zhong Yebai said to the leader. After that, he turned to Gao Jian and asked, "Captain, are you shooting your crossbow arrows accurately?"

Gao Jian stepped forward and laughed, "Hui Gongzi, I don't dare to boast about anything else, I am the best at shooting crossbows, although I don't dare to say that I can wear Yang in a hundred steps, within twenty steps, I can shoot wherever I want!"

Zhong Yebai nodded, "That's good, if he doesn't say it well, it's up to you to carry out the punishment of crossbow arrows, but you can't shoot him to death with one arrow, I want you to avoid every arrow to avoid its vital point, and only after one hundred and eight arrows can he die, if you shoot one less arrow, I will beat you with ten military sticks!" With that, he reached out and took a crossbow arrow from a Xuanjia soldier and handed it to Gao Jian.

"The last general will be ordered! If you shoot one less arrow, please ask Gongzi to beat me with a hundred military sticks!" Gao Jian excitedly pointed the crossbow arrow at the leader.

As soon as Gao Jian's words fell, Zhong Yebai suddenly smelled a commotion surging, and when he looked down, he saw that a puddle of unknown liquid was already flowing out of the leader's crotch.