Fengxiang Peak in Qixia Mountain, tens of thousands of Tianwu troops surrounded the assembled soldiers, and Li Shaoyou pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

Qian Qianyi saw that this guy was again, and immediately shouted: "The surname is Li, you brought the troops here, what is the so-called matter?" ”

Li Shaoyou said: "General Ben heard a report that there are people here who gather to rebel!" ”

Zhang Pu shouted: "Nonsense! How can we and other Jiangnan scholars gather people to rebel by meeting friends with literature, expressing their pride in serving the country, and pursuing political reform? ”

Xie Sanbin also stood up and shouted: "Yes! We support justice and ask for the lives of the people, what are you warriors doing? Don't leave quickly! ”

"This surnamed Li is the executioner who killed my Jiangnan Shizi in front of the Jiangnan Gongyuan!"

"Get off the hill!"

"Get off the hill!"

Tens of thousands of scholars shouted violently, and everyone rushed forward, pushing towards Li Shaoyou and the other Tianwu army.

Li Shaoyou was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that these scholars are quite bold, very good!

He did not give the order to kill, but first showed weakness and cowardice according to the arrangement of the crown prince, and hurriedly retreated with people, but he did not go far, just looking at these scholars.

When the scholars saw that the murderer had confessed, they were very happy, but they didn't dare to push it too quickly, and they didn't insist on expelling the Tianwu Army from the mountain, leaving them to stay aside.

Xie Sanbin and the others were very proud, and after a few words of their own, they repelled the Tianwu Army, the most capable of fighting in the world, thinking that the prince's pro-army was bullied by themselves, the scholars had a sense of high-spirited refreshment.

Qian Qianyi also nodded with satisfaction, and he continued to speak: "Fu Weifu, Your Majesty's Weifu, the prince patrols the south of the Yangtze River, has the power to block the sky, and the power to kill soldiers, there will be the changes of Nading Chou Fengyang, the changes of Gengchen Shanxi, and the changes of Wumen Taimiao." ”

Glancing at Li Shaoyou in the distance, Qian Qianyi raised his voice and continued: "To cite these examples, the crown prince often kills thousands of living beings, rampant, unscrupulous, and the misdeeds of the people and ministers are not wrong, and now they are perverse in the land south of the Yangtze River, if they are not expelled as soon as possible, I am afraid that the arrogance will flourish, and the plan will gradually become a national disaster!" ”

After Qian Qianyi finished speaking, many scholars clapped their hands again and again, regardless of the angry faces of the Tianwu Army armor soldiers around them.

Zhang Pu even stroked his palms and said with a smile: "Qian Weng is worthy of being one of the three families of Jiang Zuo, the wind god is swaying between the words, righteous and happy!" Rejoice! ”

A high-spirited murderous aura spread, Li Shaoyou was already furious, although he couldn't compose poetry, but he was also born in a family of military generals, and after a few years of education, he could understand these words.

"Dare to try to expel the crown prince, a group of people who don't know whether they are alive or dead!" Li Shaoyou sneered and suddenly shouted: "All expelled!" ”

At this moment, a herald of the Tianwu Army came with two carrier pigeons, which was the net collection order issued by Zhu Cihong from the Forbidden City in Nanjing.

Li Shaoyou opened it and looked at it, and was immediately overjoyed, and said, "I can finally let go and kill!" ”

Seeing that the Tianwu Army suddenly attacked, Qian Qianyi's face turned pale, he didn't expect this surnamed Li to be so bold, he shouted: "Everyone, I'll wait to reason with the Tianwu Army, and see if they dare to risk the world's condemnation and kill us and other scholars!" ”

Xie Sanbin led the crowd with the tablet of Kong Sheng in his arms, and asked Li Shaoyou loudly: "..... Piff"

Li Shaoyou kicked over violently, only to hear a snap, Xie Sanbin rolled out several meters with Kong Sheng's tablet.

Zhang Pu and the others surrounded him, and immediately said angrily: "Bold martial arts, dare to rush into Kong Sheng!" Everybody beat him to death! ”

"Shoot him!"

The soldiers were enraged, and they rushed up one after another, constantly kicking and hitting the Tianwu Army armor soldiers in the front row, and some even picked up a stone from the ground and wanted to buckle it on Li Shaoyou's head.

Li Shaoyou snorted coldly, pulled out his sword violently, and pierced the soldier who was holding the stone in his hand.

"The Tianwu Army has killed someone!"

The crowd was in chaos, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Pu and others were stunned, and Xie Sanbin and others, who got up from the ground, were also shocked: "Dog officers and soldiers really dare to kill people?" ”

Li Shaoyou pointed at the sword and shouted: "Gather people here to rebel, insult the prince, insult the soldiers, all bayonet, kill!" ”

"Click! Click! Click......"

"Drink!"

Tens of thousands of Tianwu troops were fully armored, all wearing cotton and iron armor, wearing iron helmets, they held guns and guns, all installed bayonets, shouted in unison, stepped forward neatly, and the momentum of slaughter immediately shook the surrounding pieces of silence.

In front of this army, Qian Qianyi and the others suddenly felt how ridiculous what they had done at this Jinling Conference.

In the face of some strong and courageous soldiers, Li Shaoyou didn't say a word, he raised his sword and rushed up to cut it, and immediately the Tianwu army followed like a wolf and a tiger.

"Poof! Burst! Poof......"

The bayonets stabbed together, the blood mist splashed randomly, and the soldiers in the front row were stabbed by the Tianwu Army and fell to the ground, and after they fell to the ground, the severe pain spread all over their bodies, looking at the big hole in the blood column on their bodies in a daze, they shouted one by one, and rolled back and forth on the ground.

When Xie Sanbin saw Li Shaoyou coming towards him, he immediately shouted, "No...... Not ......"

A few family members in his house, as well as some scholars around him, subconsciously blocked in front of him.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

Li Shaoyou had a cold face, one sword at a time, slashing all the way, and finally took a few steps forward, lifted Xie Sanbin's whole person with his left hand, and slashed the long sword with his right hand from his neck, cutting off his entire head.

"Ahh

Seeing the murderer holding Mr. Xie's head, the surrounding scholars let out an exclamation, and immediately exploded, and a large group of people immediately scattered and fled down the mountain.

Qian Qianyi subconsciously wanted to escape, but he was hit head-on by the heavy butt of the Tianwu Army armor, and his face immediately blossomed, and there was a cloud of blood.

Li Shaoyou walked over, took him in his hand, and shouted to the surrounding army with a cold face: "Kill them all!" ”

In the stern shouting order, the soldiers who were messed up into a pot of porridge fried the pot again, and the morale of the previous unity of mind had long been gone, so when life and death were at stake, they didn't care about any integrity, and ran away one by one.

However, the soldiers of the Tianwu Army, who were so angry, were unwilling to let them go, and regarded them as enemies who did not share the sky, and began to fire at the fleeing soldiers.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

A burst of sporadic gunshots rang out, and in the rising gunsmoke, a group of slow-running scholars were shot by the Tianwu Army and knocked to the ground, screaming and falling to the back of the line.

Seeing the Tianwu army slaughtering, tens of thousands of soldiers were frightened and frightened, they left behind their bleeding wounded companions, and ran down the mountain with all their strength in panic, trying to escape to the ferry on the Yangtze River to escape for their lives, many people ran away from their shoes and ran wildly on the mountain road.

Originally, the mountain road was not conducive to running, but these talents were running fast at this time, which made the soldiers of the Tianwu Army who had been trained for a long time look solemn and felt that they had encountered a strong enemy.

When they were running frantically, the soldiers did not forget to ask themselves in their hearts: "We are scholars, why did the Tianwu Army dare to shoot us??? ”

The Ming Dynasty ruled the country with literati, it can be said that the Son of Heaven and the scholars ruled the world together, and if they were admitted to Xiucai, they had a political status much higher than that of the common people, but they could wear swords, and they could not kneel when they saw county officials, and they were part of the ruling class.

Those who are qualified to participate in the Jinling Conference today are all people with some status, at least they are talents, and some of them are people, even if they break the law, they must first get rid of their fame.

If the official dares to punish the famous, then it is not the show of talent, but the rules, but at present, thousands of meritorious scholars are being chased and killed by a group of officers and soldiers.

Zhang Pu, the founder of the Restoration Society, is desperately fleeing for his life, and he is also thinking about this question, the crown prince dares to openly massacre scholars, which is to start a war against the entire civil service system of the Ming Dynasty, how dare he!

Zhang Pu retracted his thoughts, and finally ran to Qixia Mountain out of breath, and came to the Yangtze River, his footsteps were not fast, and at this time there were already a large number of scholars who had fled here, wanting to run away by ferry.

However, more Tianwu soldiers had already caught up, and several teams of men and horses had blocked the road to the river.

Zhang Pu was startled, his feet were unstable, he fell and ate, he got up with a spirit, but saw a group of soldiers pressing over with guns.

Zhang Pu quickly got up and said loudly: "I am a member of the Ministry of Rites, and I have a five-grade official body, you can't kill me!" ”

The sergeants of the Tianwu Army ignored him, and still rushed over with neat steps, killing a few fleeing soldiers around them in the middle, and they stepped on the corpses of those soldiers and continued to advance.

A Tianwu military camp commander didn't care what kind of five-grade official he was, directly raised his iron boots and kicked him in the face, and said, "Tie up!" ”

Zhang Pu covered his bleeding face, lay on the ground and screamed in pain, and several strong Tianwu soldiers threw themselves to the ground, twisted his hands up, and tied him up.

Qian Qianyi and Zhang Pu were named by the crown prince to be captured alive, and they were going to be used when worshipping their ancestors in front of the filial piety tomb of Shenlie Mountain in a few days, but they couldn't be killed casually.

There were tens of thousands of scholars gathered on Fengxiang Peak in Qixia Mountain not long ago, and now in addition to the corpses in one place, there are few living scholars, and most of the scholars have fled under the mountain to run to the Yangtze River in the north.

Facts have proved that the unarmed scholars were powerless in the face of the massacre of the regular army, not even the power to fight back.

On the Yangtze River under Qixia Mountain, corpses are everywhere, and many corpses are still bleeding out of their wounds, and the hot blood flows into the river, staining the Yangtze River water on the bank.

The Tianwu army stepped on the crimson bloodstains, crossed the corpses like sandbags, and continued to chase the soldiers who fled to the river to prepare for the boat.

The soldiers who had just boarded the ship found that they could not sail the ship, and when they saw the Tianwu Army chasing and killing, they immediately became uneasy again, and they looked at each other, and there was panic in their eyes that they were about to go crazy.

A middle-aged Xiucai sitting on the boat stood up and shouted at the Tianwu Army soldiers who were pressing over: "I'm a lifter!" ”

"Lift your mother's head!"

A Tianwu army general scolded and immediately took out a handcuff and shot him.

Thousands of Tianwu soldiers were murderous and continued to march in formation, raising their guns as they walked and aimed at the soldiers who were fleeing by the river.

Seeing that these warriors were killing, the faces of the soldiers turned pale, and some of them collapsed to the ground on the spot with weak legs.

"We are the ...... of the living"

"Fire!"

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the medicine symbolizing death came out of the barrel of the gun and flew towards the noble scholar of the Ming Dynasty.

"Poof! Burst! Poof......"

It was a completely indiscriminate killing, and after a round of shooting, hundreds of scholars wearing square scarves were immediately planted in the river, and their blood gushed out and soaked into the river.

A young student looked at the bleeding wound on his chest in disbelief, only to feel that the strength of his body was quickly drained, he groaned and convulsed, and the blood that flowed out stained the hull of the boat, and finally fell weakly on the other student.

In his last consciousness before he died, the most was disbelief, and at the same time there was deep remorse.

On the banks of the Yangtze River, the gunshots continued, the thick smell of blood permeated the sun, the blood stains on the corpses on the ground quickly solidified under the cold wind, the wounded who were not killed groaned sadly, and many people lay on the ground and couldn't help but vomit.

Some of the famous and talented old men even knelt on the ground, their whole bodies trembling and crying, like the end of the world.

Don't say I'm short, this chapter is 3,400 words, and I'm about to catch up with two chapters......

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