Swallow Lane.

In Wang Dashan's house in Nanqi County, Wang Dashan's people have just settled the food that will be used for disaster relief, and are ready to go to the west of the city early tomorrow morning to build a disaster shed again to drink porridge for the victims, and a group of ragged Yellow Turban soldiers have rushed in under the leadership of more than a dozen knights, and even there seem to be one or two faces who have been rescued before.

Facing the hideous Yellow Turban Army, how could the hurriedly organized family members withstand it, after several people died in a row, they retreated again and again, and in the blink of an eye, they had retreated to the center of the lobby, and more than a dozen family members and maids in the middle screamed and cried from time to time, terrified.

"What are you doing? Do you know who I am? Wang Dashan held up his courage under the protection of his family, and shouted inwardly, "I will definitely go to the county order to cure you and other crimes of disorderly people!" ”

The knight at the head smiled when he heard this, and looked at Wang Dashan playfully: "Haha! How can we not know the famous Wang Dashan people in Nanqi County? What's the matter, Wang Dashan is planning to sue us to the county order?

Cut, I'm afraid the county magistrate is too busy to take care of himself now, why don't Lao Tzu personally take you to meet your county magistrate?

However, I heard that Wang Dashan in Nanqi County has a lot of money, and he has always built roads and bridges, and provided clothes for fasting, and he is the number one good man in this Jizhou city. My Yellow Turban Army passed by here today, why don't Wang Dashan people fund a point? ”

Taiping Dao, Wang Dashan has long heard of it, isn't the neighbor opposite him also Taiping Dao?

But this is a direct rebellion, how dare he fund it? Funding the anti-army is tantamount to rebellion, and the Wang family is still dissatisfied! Wang Dashanren's face was as pale as earth, and his fingers trembled and he was speechless.

"Why can't you be reluctant?" The man's face changed suddenly, and a cruel smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "For the rich and unkind old guy, Lao Tzu was ordered by General Tiangong to come to you to collect grain, since you Wang Dashan don't know how to lift, then don't blame Lao Tzu for doing it!" Brothers, let go of your hands and feet and rob Lao Tzu! ”

At the sound of an order, the Yellow Turban Army pounced frantically like a hungry and panicked wild wolf beast. Suddenly, this best place in Jizhou was hit by a big seedling.

Attics, pavilions, kitchens, accounts, bedrooms, and other places where food and money can be hidden are heard one after another. Jade, calligraphy and painting, jewelry, copper coins, porcelain, and grain were snatched up in an instant, and the front of the hall and the stairs were everywhere.

Seeing the banditry of everyone, the family property that he had worked hard to accumulate for decades was gone, Wang Dashan was furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he sat down in the hall, and Wang Dashan's family was in a mess, crying.

"Wang Xian of Nanqi County subsidized the official mansion is the great enemy of this sect, and there is no one to kill!"

Looking at the dozen or so family members and maids, one by one, the man made a noise in his throat, swallowed a mouthful of water, smiled sadly, shouted, pressed his hand on the horse's back, and jumped off the horse with a kick.

A big knife flew left and right, and the family members were stabbed one after another, blood and broken arms flew sideways, and the sound of wailing was endless.

In an instant, the man had already made a bloody way to Wang Dashanren, stabbed a knife in Wang Dashanren's chest, and regardless of everyone's screams and struggles, he dragged a young and beautiful woman with pear blossoms and water to the back hall.

……

Avenue.

The two groups confronted each other with weapons, one wearing a yellow scarf and the other wearing a short jacket and gray clothes.

"I'll ask you again, do you hand it over?" A young man in a short jacket stood in front of the team with two kitchen knives in his hand, looking at the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side viciously and said angrily.

A thin monkey-like yellow scarf leader dragged a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, pushed everyone to the front, and his nostrils were facing the sky: "Lao Tzu, what are you going to do?" Lao Tzu is the Yellow Turban Army under the command of the Taiping Dao Tiangong General, Lao Tzu suspects that you are colluding with the government and secretly hiding the court spies, don't anger Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will destroy you! ”

The young man's kitchen knife pointed at the man and laughed, his eyes were angry, and he shouted, "Taiping Dao? Is this your way of doing things? What is the danger of adding to the sin? Who doesn't know that Lin Boulevard is the poorest place in Nanqi County, and we have fornicated with the government, and some people can believe it?

Originally, I thought that you were fellow poor people and villagers, and I planned to let you go. Since you wait to kick your nose in the face and give your face shameless, then don't blame Zhang for being polite! ”

"You're welcome? A milky kid who has not dried dares to be polite to my Yellow Turban Army, let Bentun Chang try it! ”

In the distance, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and a knight flew on his horse, and a sharp arrow was fired at the young man.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air, a cold glint flashed in the young man's eyes, and the kitchen knife in his right hand swung the arrow in the middle of the arrow, and shouted angrily: "Look for death!" ”

The kitchen knife in his left hand came out of his hand, and a silver light spun in the air, hitting the horse's head, and the horse fell to the ground with a scream.

Then the young man bowed, pressed on the ground with one hand, and his feet scurried, and he was in front of the knight's eyes, and the kitchen knife in his right hand was raised high and slashed downward, and blood splashed everywhere, and a big head flew up!

"Kill!"

The crimson color of blood and the smell of blood in the air, as if it were Satan who had seduced everyone, quickly aroused endless anger and hatred on both sides. The two groups of people were intertwined with weapons and kitchen knives.

The young man pulled out the kitchen knife, took a sideways step to avoid the flying sword, turned to the previous thin monkey, and flew up to the knee, only to hear a "click", the thin monkey screamed, and fell to the ground, his knee was already sunken, and sweat was like rain. The young man hugged the little girl, turned the kitchen knife, rested on the thin monkey's neck and pulled it gently, and blood spurted out like a rain of swords.

The young man sent the girl into the arms of an old man, and stepped into the battle circle again, his figures scurrying around, kitchen knives flying, and in an instant, the Yellow Turban Army fell like wheat stalks.

Suddenly, a thunderous horse's hooves sounded not far away, and sixty or seventy cavalry had gathered at the mouth of the alley like thunder, and the momentum was like a tiger.

"Woo! Take your cousin to the river! ”

Suddenly heard a loud shout, and the little girl didn't have time to put away the knife, only to feel a sinking little girl in her arms again. Holding his cousin, he quickly retreated a few steps, and saw that the old man had already rushed up with his cane, leading the villagers, and gradually drowned in the yellow iron horse.

With tears in his eyes, he split the Taiping beside him into two with a knife, picked up his cousin who had been crying and fainted and quietly disappeared into the shade of the tree, his red eyes full of hatred and determination.

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Tsing Yi Fang.

A bright figure tiptoed past the chaotic Yellow Turban Army, quietly flashed into a courtyard, and ran into the backyard with broken feet, only to see an old woman lying in the hall with her back to the sky, surrounded by broken bowls, lamps and candles, screens, cabinets, and jewelry boxes.

"Auntie, aunt!" The girl couldn't care about tidying up, so she hurriedly helped the old woman up, only to see that the old woman's chest was red, her flesh and blood were blurred, and she was already dying.

The old woman listened to the cry, opened her eyes hard, looked at the girl blankly, took out a jade pendant from her arms and pressed it in the girl's hand, and said intermittently: "Hongchang my son... Jizhou chaos... Here already, already... Uninhabitable... Go down, don't be... Again.. Xinzhou, I can't... No.. I'm with you again, you... You're going to be alone... Go to Beijing to find... Looking for Bong... First..."

As she spoke, the old woman coughed a few times, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, her eyes gradually turned gray, and her head suddenly drooped down and fell into the girl's arms.

"Auntie!"

Listening to the crackling fire outside the door, the girl suppressed her grief, hugged the old woman to cover her mouth and wept bitterly for a while, put the old woman on the bed gently, pulled a broken quilt over the old woman and covered the old woman, and found a short blade from the old woman and pinned it to her back. Then he walked to the stove, tinkered with the stove for a while, and wiped it on his face.

When she came out again, her delicate and beautiful face was already pitch black, and the girl took a gray and tattered jacket and wrapped it around her body, picked up a burning wooden stick in her hand, threw it on the screen, locked the door and walked out.

Not long after the girl's figure disappeared, a thick pillar of smoke rose from the hall, and rushed straight into the sky with resentment and accusation against the world.

……

The tragedy of Swallow Lane, Boulevard, and Tsing Yi Fang was staged at the same time in every street and alley in Nanli County. The east of the city, the south of the city, the north of the city, and the west of the city are full of wolf smoke, but in half a day, the entire Nanqi County is full of white bones and scorched ruins everywhere.

The air was filled with thick dust and smoke, like a miserable blood-colored Shura world.