June 27, early morning.

At the north end of Yaqian Street, there was a house near "Wenkui Fang", and the Pizhou lawyer Hu Xingye woke up violently.

He wiped the white sweat on his forehead, looked around, and saw that there was only a glimmer of light in the sky, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he got out of bed in his clothes, walked slowly to his study, and then lay down on the bamboo couch with brocade silk cotton cushions and pondered.

The house of Hu Xingye is very luxurious, three in and three out, steps, stone lions, and hugging summer, which are modeled after the Wu Mansion opposite. However, the people were born as Jinshi, and the mansion built by them is one in shape, and every place is polished exquisitely and thoughtfully, and it has its own heritage.

Hu Xingye's mansion is magnificent, but it lacks that kind of aesthetics and charm, after all, he is only a showman, and this insight is still short.

Hu Xingye poured a pot of cold tea to drink, especially uneasy, why is this? Everything is fine, why are you always restless?

He forced himself to calm down and ponder, thought for a long time, and finally understood where his uneasiness came from, that is, when he first saw Yang He Lian Zong.

This is a person who does not follow the usual path, does not accept coercion, does not accept temptation, is unscrupulous, regards the law and law as nothing, and can even beat Xiucai on the street. Against him, even if everyone is calm on the outside, they are still faintly afraid inside.

It's just that it's hard to ride a tiger, if you don't go against him, what should you do if your own people are waiting for the foundation in Pizhou?

With such a big family business, such a rich wealth, calling for wind and rain, and showing off the comfort of martial arts, how can you say that you can let it go?

In particular, many things have been done, inciting beggars and women to make trouble, plotting bandits and Qingpi to make trouble, especially today there will be a big scene, at night, everyone under their command acted together, set fire everywhere, and even burned the Guan Xiang warehouse.

All of them have agreed that the person surnamed Yang will either die or die!

However, in the middle of the night, the uneasiness that soaked into the bone marrow jumped into Hu Xingye's heart, so he also kept an eye on it, and sent his children and families to Huai'an Mansion City, Nuoda's mansion, leaving only the housekeeper and a few servants there.

He still had in his mind the words that the king had spoken to them that day: "...... Everyone, let's leave, leave Pizhou, stay away from Lord Yang, the farther away the better......"

"How can a husband act timidly?"

Hu Xingye shook his head violently, leaving all the anxiety behind him, he stood up, and was about to call the housekeeper Du San to prepare a sedan chair, taking advantage of the morning, Hu Xingye planned to go to Huiyuan Street and continue to discuss some affairs with Xiao Zhaosheng and others.

At this moment, Hu Xingye suddenly heard faint footsteps from the corner of the street, which became louder and louder, and finally turned into a vigorous and neat run.

Hu Xingye suddenly felt a little creepy, the cold hairs all over his body were shuddering, he touched the bamboo couch, but found that he couldn't move his footsteps. There was a loud bang, as if the door of the house had been knocked open, and Hu Xingye jumped up with an "ah".

Then the sound of loud footsteps came this way, Hu Xingye hurried out of the study, and watched the housekeeper Du San running over, he screamed: "Master, are those village soldiers...... They...... They broke down the door and came in......"

Hu Xingye saw a group of village soldiers rushing over, all with big swords and spears, fierce and murderous.

His body trembled like chaff, he forced himself to calm himself, and shouted: "Presumptuous, who are you waiting for, so trespassing on people's houses? I am a member of Hu Xingye, this is Hu Mansion, you and others trespass without permission, can there be laws and regulations in your eyes? ”

He shouted in a deep voice, but the villagers did not stop, and a captain did not make a sound, rushed forward, and stabbed with a knife.

With a "poof", the long knife pierced in from the front and came out from behind, and the bloody blade was revealed, squalling with blood.

"Ahh Hu Xingye screamed miserably, his eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, and he grabbed the blade of the rushing knife with both hands, and his hands were dripping with blood.

The captain looked at him coldly, and the sharp blade kept rushing inward, slowly twisting as it went.

Hu Xingye howled, describing it as miserable, like a beast. He was in pain, and he fell back violently, staggering on his feet, and fell down the porch. The wounds on his body were still bleeding, and the heavy smell of blood wafted through the early morning fog.

The housekeeper Du San exclaimed: "Master......"

He was about to run to the bottom of the corridor, and a spear stabbed with the wind, Du San was shocked, and the bloody spearhead pierced his body and leaked out from behind.

Du San screamed, and also fell under the porch, pressing on Hu Xingye's body.

The soldiers stepped forward, spears stabbed fiercely, and here there was a terrible cry like killing a pig, and blood rained.

……

The roaring footsteps arrived in front of a temple in the northwest of the city, which is close to the Quansheng Gate, the houses are low, and there are many teahouses paving next to the Sanguan Shuifu Temple, which is known as the gathering place of various gambling stalls in Pizhou City. The headquarters of many of the old nests are also located here.

"Is this it?" In front of the Sanguan Shuifu Temple, Shi Xianwei, the fourth deputy general of the fourth general, asked.

A member of the joint defense team who led the team said: "Back to Shi Ye, this is here, Xiao Zhaosheng, the biggest gambler in Pizhou, has occupied the temple and has been gathering here for several years. and the villain Wei Gonghan also lived inside, and the two colluded and acted in embarrassment. ”

Shi Xianwei ordered: "Surround this area, not a single villain can be let go, prepare to hit the door, and ten thousand enemies are also ready!" ”

The dense team gathered, all shields and spears and firearms, and in front of the sword and shield soldiers, there were several fierce grenadier members.

They all carried the grenadiers' special 10,000-enemy bag, which contained eight new 10,000 enemies, each of them holding a fire rope in his left hand, which was lit, and a new 10,000 enemy with the lid unscrewed in his right hand, revealing the lead inside.

A few stout soldiers held the hammer to hit the door, and after Shi Xianwei gave the order, they stepped forward, and the heavy mallet slammed into the door. In just a few clicks, the sturdy temple gate was slammed, and the inner door bolt made a cracking sound. With a final bang, the door opened.

And inside, the green skin gambling stick in the inner middle also spied on the movement outside, and shouted in a panic, some people shouted, "The patrol is coming, the township soldiers are coming", and some people shouted, "Brothers, those thieves from the patrol bureau want our lives, and they will break the net!" ”

And a deep voice sounded: "Brothers, guys, fight with them." ”

I saw all kinds of green-skinned gambling sticks pouring out of the temple, with sticks, knives, axes, and weapons in their hands, and they rushed into the courtyard and were about to rush out of the gate.

Shi Xianwei and the others dodged away and flashed to both sides of the door, and several grenadiers set fire to the 10,000 enemies in their hands, and the fuse "Zizi" burned. After a little wait, they threw the enemy into the door, and then flashed to both sides of the door as well.

I heard the loud bang inside, the terrible screams of the green skin gambling sticks, and a large amount of gunsmoke and debris pouring out of the door.

The grenadiers then took out a 10,000-enemy from the bag, screwed the lid on the back, exposed the fuse and lit it, and threw it into the gate.

Inside, there was a series of explosions of 10,000 enemies, hoarse howls, and more gunpowder smoke billowing out, mixed with the smell of blood.

The grenadiers threw another wave, and there was only howling and the sound of the green-skinned gambling sticks hugging their heads and scurrying.

"Up!" Shi Xianwei commanded.

The sword and shield took cover with leather shields, followed by the musketeers, who were still using the new Ann Yuan style, the fire ropes on the dragon's head were lit, and the spearmen were followed behind.

When they entered the hospital, the inside was still filled with gunsmoke, mixed with the smell of blood, burnt smell and other choking smells, as well as many injured people, corpses, flesh and limbs of the green skin gambling sticks, which were unbearable to see.

Some of the undead were crawling on the ground, screaming, crying, and in pain, and behind them were bloodstains that were about to turn black in the blink of an eye.

In addition to these people, there are also many wolf-running and overwhelmed green-skinned gamblers.

They were just gangsters, who had never seen such a scene, and many 10,000 enemies threw themselves and stunned them on the spot.

In the crowd in the rear, there are still some fierce men with swords, axes and clubs, who are Xiao Zhaosheng, Wei Gonghan and others. Obviously, in the face of this kind of scene, they are just as confused and don't know what to do. The people around them are shouting or running, and they can't come up with a strategy.

"Put!" Seeing the opportunity, Shi Xianwei took the opportunity to order, the shield soldiers squatted down, and the firecrackers behind him shot at the green-skinned gambling sticks in front of him.

"Bang bang ......" The sound of the fire gun was connected, and rows of white smoke dispersed and merged into the original gunsmoke. In front of him, there was a bloody mist, and a large group of green-skinned gambling sticks fell to the ground, and then rolled on the ground and howled hoarsely.

No one can stand the power of the firecracker, especially the gunpowder of the new Angun, which is even more powerful.

"Put!" There was another burst of firearms, and gunners kept coming up and shooting at the green-skinned gambling sticks in front of them. The green skins continued to fall, and the fierce men in front of them were also defeated, and even a few people who looked like the leaders were beaten out.

Shi Xianwei doesn't know if there are Xiao Zhaosheng, Wei Gonghan, etc., among them, but it doesn't matter, this moment, or the next moment, they will all die!

And finally, all the remaining green-skinned gambling sticks woke up, screaming, holding their heads and running away desperately.

"Spearmen, shieldmen cooperate to kill!" Shi Xianwei gave another order.

Immediately, all the spearmen stepped forward, hugging behind the sword and shield hands, and they cooperated with each other, slashing and stabbing spears, and slaying the remaining green-skinned gambling sticks.

The sword and shield hand will split when he sees someone, and the human head will roll, and the spearman will stab when he sees someone, and if he is poked by their spear, it will be a huge blood hole. The musketeers followed, reloading and firing, taking a roll call on the remnants of the greenskins.

The Sanguan Shuifu Temple was extremely miserable, full of corpses and blood, and the green-skinned gambling sticks had no way to go up to the sky and no way to go to the ground, only screaming, wailing, begging for mercy, and dying and struggling, but all their efforts were useless.

They can show off their might in front of the people of the state city, but in front of the fierce Xin'an army, they are as fragile and powerless as chickens.

"Ahh Wei Gonghan was rolling, and Wei Ye, the most famous leader in Pizhou, was screaming like a woman at this time. He was shot in the leg and could not escape, but he was chased by his soldiers, who stabbed him with a dozen spears.

Wei Gonghan's body was covered in countless blood holes, and his clothes were soaked with blood. He wailed, cried, and resisted, but he couldn't stop the spear from piercing at him. At last he lay motionless on the ground, his eyes wide open, and his expression was very terrifying.

Xiao Zhaosheng's corpse on the side was more than ten steps away from him, his whole body was bloody, and he threw himself on the steps, and one hand was still long and sticking out, showing his incomparable desire to survive.

He was shot in the body, but the strong thirst for life still made him desperately get up and struggle to escape. But the soldiers chased after him, slashed with knives and spears, and finally died on the steps in front of the lobby. Blood flowed from beneath him, staining the patch red.

……

Today, the theme of Pizhou City is blood and corpses, and Yang He's command is out in all directions, killing one after another.

The Pizhou funeral stick forces gathered in Xiguan, in the mansion of the big burial head Jing Kecong, where in addition to corpses or corpses, blood flowed like a river. Among the large pile of corpses of the burial sticks, Jing Kecong was also there, but his head was rolling far away, and his cheeks were covered with blood, and his eyes were only filled with fear.

The house of the matchmaker Liu Zhupo is on the street, and at this time, the head of this charming matchmaker is weakly leaning against the wall, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, his eyes are open, and his face is full of resentment and unwillingness.

There were more than a dozen bloody holes in her body, but she was stabbed to death by a random spear, and then in front and behind her, there were dozens of corpses of evil women.

In the thick smell of blood, the soldiers were searching, and suddenly someone shouted: "Found it." ”

Then the cellar opened, and inside what appeared to be a cage, small and dark, holding dozens of women and young girls.

All of them looked haggard and sluggish, and they were all chained to the iron rings of the wall, and they watched the soldiers come in, but their eyes were blank.

The beggar's house is in the south of the city, not far from his house, there are a nursing home and a drain garden, which has always been a gathering place for the evil beggars in Pizhou. The almshouse was originally a place for the government to adopt widows, widows, lonely and other helpless people, and the Leaky Garden was used to bury the bones of the ownerless, for the poor who could not afford to buy a cemetery for burial.

However, when did this side be occupied by the evil beggars, and if they wanted to enter the nursing home, they wanted to bury their families in the Leaky Garden, and they had to pay the beggars "straw rope money". For these evil beggars, the people of Pizhou have long hated them.

Today is also the end of these evil beggars, and I saw the corpses of the beggars around the almshouse, inside and outside the Leaky Garden, and their bodies spread all the way to the front of the house of the beggar.

Then there were corpses all the way in through the gate, and finally in front of the main house of the house, the beggar Lu Yan was lying on the ground covered in blood, and dozens of wounds on his body were still dead. His eyes were open, his body twitched, his head turned desperately to Minister Yang's side.

In the courtyard, Minister Yang was watching Lu Qitou's cellar with great interest, and boxes of gold and silver were brought from the cellar, almost filling the entire courtyard.

There are even countless loose silver and loose money, which are available in various dynasties, because they have not been used for too long, and these broken silver are basically oxidized, and the pieces are blackened, like mud and stones.

What opened Minister Yang's eyes was that among these cellars, there was also a large gold brick, fifty large silver bricks, and ten huge silver winter melons.

Gold bricks, silver bricks, silver winter melons are shining with gold and silver, and they really make people can't open their eyes.

Minister Yang exclaimed: "I heard that Shanxi Lao Cai specializes in casting silver winter melons, but I didn't expect Pizhou to have it!" ”

He estimated that there were tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver here, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Who said that beggars are poor? They're the rich guys! ”

……

In the terrible scream, Zheng Haoshan and others, who were deceived and killed, were killed to the ground, they mainly gathered in the southwest of the city, bullying and dominating the market, and committing lawlessness. They also sold fake wine and medicine, poured fish and meat into the water, stuffed sand into chickens, and so on, and the people suffered greatly.

In particular, they are mainly green-skinned ground sticks, and they often cheat and fail to rob them, and now these people have begun to engage in fake silver and fake money, and the people of the state have suffered even more, sometimes they have been deceived by them, and even a month's food and clothing rations are gone.

For these people, Yang He's solution is to kill!

He acted suddenly, and the rabbit fell up, and the local green skin did not react at all.

In particular, although not all, at least he understands the information of the leaders of the large group of Qingpi forces inside and outside Pizhou City, and the leaders of the large forces such as robbery and fraud, and the soldiers are accompanied by joint defense members who are familiar with the place. attacked at the same time, slashing everywhere, and the green-skinned sticks inside and outside the city couldn't react at all, let alone contact and cooperate.

Soon they were all broken, and they were killed in blood on the streets and in all the streets.

At this time, the day was just dawning, and the people were about to start a day of hard life, but suddenly the screams in the streets were earth-shattering, mixed with the moving shouts of killing, the sound of firecrackers, and even the explosions of 10,000 enemies, and the roar of artillery.

The people of the state were all frightened, and they all stayed in the house and did not dare to come out, but fortunately, the local joint defense soon informed them that Lord Yang had hunted and killed Qingpi, and the villains who colluded with the bandits to avenge the people of Lijiazhuang, and the villagers did not need to panic.

At the same time, Lord Yang did not commit any crimes in the autumn, and the neighbors did not need to panic.

Only then did everyone put their hearts at ease, and at the same time, they felt like they were in a dream, those scoundrels who had plagued the people for many years really wanted to be removed by Lord Yang?

Many people are happy in their hearts, these thieves are rampant in the countryside, and they even collude with bandits, it's really damned!

It's just that such a big fight, screaming blood, and the sound of guns and artillery is really terrifying, and I hope all this will pass as soon as possible.

"Boom!" There was a faint sound of cannons in the north of the city, and Zhizhou Su Chengxing trembled slightly, he coughed, and picked up the tea cup again.

Yang He had already made his attitude clear to him, and Su Chengxing also acquiesced in the occurrence of the situation, but the movement was so big, once again let Su Chengxing realize Lord Yang's audacity, he sighed, hoping that things would not get out of hand.

……

On Fengcheng Street in the north of the city, on the side of the West Chu Bawang Temple, a falcon cannon shifted its muzzle and stopped suddenly. The igniter put the fire rope on the fire door and burned to the bottom instantly. The cannon roared loudly, a long thick smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, and a projectile weighing ten taels whistled away.

Then the shell landed in the courtyard and hit the roof of the house, and there was a scream of fear from the sound of a bell shattering.

The artillery fired was not only this one, but the twenty guns of the Yanghe artillery team were dispatched, including five No. 2 small Franc machines and fifteen No. 3 small Franc machines, and their shells kept firing into the courtyard of the house, and there was the sound of broken wooden planks and tiles everywhere, as well as the rising flames.

The courtyard of the house was completely covered in gunsmoke.

In addition to artillery, there were also 10,000 enemy explosions one after another, and the grenadiers who were often as loose, all carrying 10,000 enemy bags, threw 10,000 enemies into the wall and inside the gate from time to time, and saw the billowing smoke, rising one after another.

Then around the Temple of the Overlord of Western Chu, there was a sentry team, and Zhang Zhujing and some of the sharp soldiers stood solemnly, waiting for the opportunity to attack the mansion of the evil bandit Zhao Gaotang.

This thief is indeed a bandit, with more than 100 people including the servants of the family guarding the courtyard, at least half of the archers, and even a dozen bird guns. Although Zeng Youyu and others acted thunderously, Zhao Gaotang still reacted quickly, he was unwilling to be killed, and led his family to protect the courtyard on the wall, and resisted stubbornly.

Of course, in the face of the strong firepower of the Xin'an army, all his resistance was in vain, Cui Lu's artillery bombarded, and often rained down like pine grenadiers into 10,000 enemies, and the wall was miserable again and again, and until now, no one had a head coming out.

"Boom!" The hammer smashed open the gate, and the horse-rejecting bags piled up inside were also pushed open, but Zeng Youyu and others were not in a hurry to enter, and the grenadiers of Chang Rusong were hidden at both ends of the gate, and dozens of people took turns to throw, throwing hundreds of thousands of enemies into it.

There were a series of explosions inside, and the smoke of gunpowder enveloped the area of the gate, interspersed with terrible screams, and various sounds of wolves rushing to the pigs.

Zeng Youyu and the others glanced at each other, and they all had smiles on their faces.

"Capture the bandits Zhao Gaotang and Zhao Huanlu alive!"

They formed a battle formation, and in the smoke of gunpowder, rushed in.