Seeing Zhang Bolin, they retreated, and the people who were on the opposite street and on the street also retracted their heads back into their bunkers and waited at the commander's whistle, and the two sides suddenly became silent. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, a great earthquake trembled, thick smoke and dust filled the sky, bricks and timber flew in all directions, and some bricks and tiles flew into the house, making a series of screams. Just after the outbreak, the traversers who had already prepared made an earth-shattering scream, the tiger waved a long knife and led people to rush into the collapsed gate first, the cross road in front of the house was already full of corpses and wounded, there were a few bloody people crying and shouting to flee towards the courtyard gate inside, all of them were chased by him and cut down to the ground one by one, some people were paralyzed in fright, or kowtowed and begged for mercy or stunned, and there were several women who boiled water inside, the traverser was holding his breath at this time, where is there still the meaning of pity for the weak and cherishing the jade, Soon stabbed to death with a bayonet. Some people, who had been forced to defend their houses with their lives, threw down their shotguns and firearms, and fled for their lives in the backyard, shouting as they ran:

"Run for your life! Run for your life! ”

A small number of habitual bandits or fellow clansmen of the Gou family knew that once the house was broken, they were still desperately resisting, but even in the case of hand-to-hand combat, they were powerless to fight against the red-eyed traversers, and the inferior iron swords they used could not resist the three-edged bayonets on the SKS rifles at all, and they were quickly wiped out, and other people saw this situation and hurriedly fled for their lives. There was a house where the door was broken open before it could be closed. In a matter of moments, the doors of all seven houses were opened. Some of the housekeepers tried to escape through the back door, but an ambush had already been prepared, and those who went out were either killed or captured alive.

Wu De heard the shouts of killing, cries for mercy, and cursing from inside, and knew that the mansion had been completely breached, and in all fairness, he was satisfied with the battle. At this time, he was in a very happy mood, and raised his hand to look at the following table: just after half past eight.

The captives were escorted from the back door, men, women, and children, and Wu De had them locked up in a ruined temple in the village, waiting to be screened and released.

After another half an hour, the shouts and killings in the house slowly quieted down, and occasionally one or two particularly penetrating screams broke out, and the specially formed search team was searching everywhere in turn to see if there were any fish that had slipped through the net. After a while, the commandos who rushed in began to retreat one after another -- this was arranged in advance, and once the house was completely controlled, the combat team withdrew, and the personnel of the Planning Commission counted the loot and collected them one by one.

But Wu De still found discord, some people had women's colorful clothes wrapped around their heads, some people were carrying the legs of a three-colored horse, and a few simply came out with a large vase. The order not to take the spoils of war is forgotten.

After putting a stop to the robbery and reaffirming his discipline, he walked around the street and inspected the back door, where there were many dead people who had been killed by the group guarding the back door while trying to escape from here, some of them were richly dressed and some of them were in tattered clothes, and some were women and children, who had been killed by rifle fire or trampled to death by being pushed and trampled to death in the chaos, many carrying in their arms soft packages and small boxes. Everywhere there was the smell of death. Ude sighed.

Revolution is a dead man!

He took people into the house to inspect, most of the house has been empty, the doors and windows are wide open, the tables, chairs and furniture are pushed aside, it seems that they still want to resist according to the house one by one, unexpectedly the house is luxuriously furnished, there are a lot of furnishings, all kinds of vases, interstitial screens, ornaments and even antiques are dazzling, some have fallen to the ground and smashed to pieces. Although he didn't have much research on this aspect, he also felt that there were a lot of such things that were a bit unusual. There were still traces of attempts to resist in the courtyard, and the stones on the ground and under the steps had been dug up, and some of the courtyard doors had been blocked with stones from the back door, and swords, guns, fire, and birds were thrown all over the ground.

When I walked to the backyard, I saw several fighters escorting a group of captives to carry out the corpses, all of them old and young. Wu De looked up and saw that there were some cut silk on the beams, knowing that this was the family of the Gou family who committed suicide, and he felt sorry in his heart. He is a soldier, and he originally looked down on such things as death, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be moved.

In charge was a veteran of the military team, with a gloomy face, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, when he saw Wu De coming over and said, "Chief, this is too miserable—"

"Needless to say, continue the mission." He paused and softened his tone, "It's better to cry all the way than to cry as a family." Did Gou Xunyi find it? ”

"Not yet, we have found a few servants and maids from the Gou family who are identifying the corpses." He spat out a puff of smoke, "I really can't figure it out, why would I kill myself?" Are we going to eat them—"

"I'm afraid that I'll lose my temper or something." Wu De thought that the ancients were very feudal, probably because of this. It seems that it will take a long time to establish a good public image.

As he was talking, someone came to report that a dungeon had been found behind the livestock shed in the backyard, and Wu De had just walked to the door, and saw several traversers coming out with a group of people, some with leg irons, some with chains around their necks, and some with ropes tied to their hands. As soon as he asked, he knew that these people owed the Gou family rent and usury, and because they were unable to repay, they were arrested by Gou Xunyi and his family and put them in private prison. There are also those who offended him because of other things and were imprisoned by him. Thinking that Xi Yaya had specially told him that several elders of Yanchang Village were locked up in Gou's house, he asked someone to ask if there was any Yanchang Village?

Hearing someone ask, a few old men knelt down in the team, kowtowing again and again, Wu De hurriedly went up to help them up, and when he got closer, he found that these people were all stench, but they had already arrived at the side, and it was inconvenient to retract them again, so he helped them up and told them that they were out of the way, and someone from Yanchang Village would come to pick them up in a while. These old men couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but the village chief Tan Guiqiong was more clever, seeing their appearance and outfits, thinking of the short-haired head of the seat who came to buy salt from him that day, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed:

"Are you...... Mat...... Sent by the head of the table? ”

Wu Dehaha smiled, didn't explain much, and asked someone to lead them out and give them some food waiting for the people from Yanchang Village to pick them up. He turned his head and said to the captain in charge, "Unlock the shackles and chains for them, and give each of them something to eat and let them go home." ”

One of the young men inside was about to tell them to go home, and shouted at Wu De: "Master Shorthair, we have nowhere to go back, can you take me in?" ”

Seeing that someone was about to defect, Wu De smiled and said, "Do you want to do it with us?" We are not soldiers to eat food, we have to work hard, we have to work hard, we have to work hard, we have to work hard, we have to sell our lives, we are not good messengers. ”

"Anyway, a poor ghost who is single, there is no happiness to enjoy when he is alive, and he is only a big scar when he dies, what are you afraid of?"

"Okay, then I'll accept you, and when you register, you can talk to the person who registered."

"Done!"

The others were gone, and Wu De was curious for a moment, and led people into this private prison, which was a semi-underground dungeon, and it was stinking and damp. The walls were covered with rusty chains, shackles, and shackles, as well as whips, bamboo wrenches, and various torture instruments used for torture. It's eerie at first glance. This appearance reminded him of watching a movie about Tibetan serfdom when he was a child, and that film left him with a very eerie and terrifying feeling. He hurried back in disgust. Xi Ya's voice came from the walkie-talkie, and their transport team came.

With the hundreds of people who came from Xiya, both young and old, and some women, there were those who had cattle to drive cattle, and those who did not have cattle to carry baskets or cloth bags. The newly formed militia of Yanchang Village carried knives and guns to defend them, and they had come out of the continuous training these days.

The work of calling for migrant workers began the afternoon before yesterday. Tan Chengqing, the leader of the militia, and Tan Xiaoqin, the director of the women's department, were in charge of delivering the message, saying that they would go to carry food and property for the short hair, and after transporting it back, they would hand it over to the designated place, and then the union would distribute a part of it to the people. Although the residents of Yanchang Village have received some relief and their situation has improved slightly, the salt has just been shipped out and has not been exchanged for money and rice, and life is still relatively difficult. As soon as they heard the call, every household immediately rushed to respond and immediately prepared to act. Cheng Dong of the Planning Commission was in charge of this matter, and in order to avoid temporary scramble and chaos and to take things home privately, Cheng Dong asked Xi Yaya to divide the people into small teams, and each team held up a leader, and in order to make it easier to identify, asked the people of each team to sew strips of cloth of one color on their arms. The team leader has a small flag in the color of the team, so that it is clear at a glance.

Before dawn, these hundreds of people had already gathered in groups, one after another. Each brought dry food and water, and it was only then that everyone knew that they were going to Goujiazhuang. The people in this village were miserable by the Gou family, and they were very excited when they heard that Shorthair was going to break Gou's village and asked them to transport goods and food. Some people who didn't want to go also came to participate. Xi Ya considered that the village still needed people to dry salt and guards, so he politely declined. It is only said that no matter whether they go or not, the people of Yanchang Village can share a share of food and property. This time, everyone's energy was even greater, and they hardly rested along the way, and hurried to Goujiazhuang.

The people of the Planning Commission are already accepting the inventory of all kinds of materials one by one, and the materials of the Gou family can be described as "abundant." More than 1,000 stones of coarse and fine grain were found from the barns alone, and another 1,200 stones were found in the kitchens and warehouses of each house. There are nearly 100 mules, horses, donkeys, and 5 or 600 pigs and sheep. These are just food, and the traveler found a special warehouse in Gou Xunyi's house, which is a warehouse for three rooms. Some warehouses are full of all kinds of cloth and silk satin, some are whole warehouses of porcelain and pottery, and some are dedicated to storing all kinds of wood and spices. More than two hundred packets of pepper alone were found, each containing fifty or sixty nearly ...... The number of various items and the variety are dazzling, and it is really hard to believe that this is a local tyrant in a small county in the south.