Wukang County Ya, Inner Hall

Against the backdrop of the rising sun of the sea, surrounded by a group of uniformed and armored guards. I sat in the main hall, looking at the blue and blue porcelain bowl of the official kiln in front of me, and the tea stalks brewed in it were no longer hot.

Standing across from me was a man in Tsing Yi with a beard like an old goat, almost all turning white, and the wrinkles on his face could be piled together, killing flies and mosquitoes.

And under the prestige I deliberately created, he will only respond like a kowtow worm. It's just that his local accent is very thick, and people don't understand it very well

The person next to me who was in charge of questioning was only a little more stern, and then he knelt on the ground in fright and pleaded. It makes people feel very bored and boring when they become villains.

But he is also the highest position that can be found locally. In the face of such an old man who was in his last years and couldn't speak well, I was originally going to show my identity and make solemn demands on the local government, but most of the drafts were useless.

But I also had to pinch my nose and patiently complete this negotiation in order to give me some confidence in my local hands-off.

As for the local county magistrate, the county magistrate, and the county lieutenant, they are not in the local area, according to the left-behind chief bookkeeper, the new county magistrate himself, who has not been in office for a long time, is said to have gone to the state capital a few days ago, and the county magistrate has also gone to other counties to coordinate the affairs of water conservancy and human service; The most recent county lieutenant took most of the public servants and miscellaneous errands to the countryside to collect the name of the collection.

Therefore, now it is such a bad old man who looks like a corpse meal, and the station staff with two or three kittens, who are filling the last bit of façade in the county office.

Watching him cower on an official document of local cooperation, shaking his hands and slowly signing the seal, I don't know why I can breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, such an old guy who seems to be unthreatening, if he is too frightened by my people, it will not be beautiful to die on the spot, but it will be a troublesome matter.

"Take these notices and go out with them to find someone to ......"

I commanded.

At this time, there was a loud and noisy noise outside, and after the sound of footsteps from far and near, it became some kind of obvious and short scream.

Then, there was a flurry of crashes and vibrations. Then a man covered in blood, stumbling and crawling

"Morning ...... Early...... Make. Rebellion ......"

He shouted in a delirious and slurred voice

"It's all out there."

Before he could finish his sentence, he passed out, and then the handymen who had been hiding in his private room, like rats flooded in the gutter, came out in a panic and spontaneously gathered to the inner hall where I was.

"Don't be impatient......"

I stood up and gestured to get them ready.

"Let's find out what's going on......"

Subsequently, several guards who stretched out their hands vigorously discounted the bucket arch under the eaves, climbed up with dexterity and neatness, and observed the gray tile roof of the county government inner hall with the Xiao Qi ruler mirror that they carried.

Then I found out, but I was besieged in the place where the government was located. And the street outside was full of armed men in all kinds of messy clothes, and after they killed the two officials on the station outside the door, they began to bang on the door together.

As a rather old building, the mottled and peeling gate of the county government did not last long, and it was suddenly broken open in the dense pounding sound.

Then, in some kind of shouting frenzy, these thugs almost rushed into the front yard of the county government hall. snatched the water and fire sticks, chains, and flails that were lined up outside, and then stormed the inner door of the second hall.

But this time they were going to be disappointed, because compared to the old and disrepaired front door, behind the smaller inner door, it had been temporarily carried by all kinds of heavy objects, and it was full of piles, which they could not open for a while.

At this time, someone remembered to hold each other up, trying to start climbing the wall to enter, and then the first wave of battle was really triggered, only a short and low snapping sound was heard, and the heads and hands that were probing their brains on the inner wall fell back one after another in the red and white splash of the open scoop.

The outside also shouted again, but it was shouting words such as "there is an ambush" and "there is a plan". But they pushed each other in a panic, and retreated from the front of the lobby again.

Only a dozen corpses remained, trampled and discarded all kinds of messes all over the ground. I turned around and ran away like this, and I was still in a bit of disbelief when I stood in the attic of the side yard and observed.

Obviously, I overestimated these armed personnel according to the level of the previous enemy, and these are obviously the scum of the battle with single-digit combat power supply.

At this time, the guards who went to the back door to arrange a way out also brought bad news. Just when the front door was attacked and breached, and there was an ambush to repulse,

Someone in the county government actually secretly opened the back door and let another group of armed thugs in, although soon together with Neiying, was killed on the spot by the guards who opened the road, but the back door of the county government was also re-blocked by more mobs who used it.

At this time, the thugs who had fled in a hurry seemed to have gathered more of their men in the streets, and regained their confidence and courage.

At this time, the city was already lit with fireworks, and the streets gathered more and more whistling sounds one after another, although it seemed quite amazing, but for these veteran soldiers around me who had been in battle for a long time, from the mountain of corpses and blood, it was not just the barking of defeated dogs in the breeze.

Because, as our opponents, the noise made by these rioters is neither neat nor cohesive, but more like a slogan tone that encourages and huddles each other with a lack of confidence and self-confidence, forming a group advantage to frighten the opponent.

Although they seem to be outnumbered, and they are familiar with the location and are prepared, there are even quite a few figures who are armored, standing in front of them and encouraging something. But it's useless.

Even if I only have this little manpower around me, it is not something that a hastily assembled rabble of them can nibble on.

What's more, they didn't have any tactics and organizational scheduling, so they shouted and screamed, crowded in a relatively small space in a mess, and the pigs rushed in again, and even the preparation and reconnaissance efforts were directly saved.

In the silence of the cold to indifferent roof of the wall, patiently waited for the rioters to crowd and push each other, and poured into the main hall with great momentum, and the open space between the two sides and the side rooms was also the most effective anti-personnel shooting boundary, and then warmly welcomed with a rain of bullets that split heads and covered the brains.

Suddenly, patches of blood flowers and red mist bloomed in the crowd, and the human body that was densely blocked together was often killed by a projectile at the same time, and only then did it roll and fall into a ball.

With just two rounds of radiation, more than half of the rioters who broke into the front yard were killed and wounded, and those who survived were also terrified, desperately pushing and trampling and shouting for their fathers and mothers, and hurriedly and desperately retreating, leaving behind the blood and corpses flowing everywhere in the courtyard, as well as the wounded who were still struggling and writhing in a pool of blood.

In the crowd that desperately retreated to the street outside the door, some people couldn't help but cry, and some people shouted some names in a row.

The guards around me, however, were still indifferent, bowing their heads to check their weapons and makeshift bunkers, and then continuing to stack some of the collected masonry as if they had just completed a routine exercise.

For them, judging the battlefield situation and capturing fighters in time is really a normal and natural thing for them to judge the battlefield situation and capture the fighters in the midst of the situation. Then we recaptured the main hall building of the county government, and then reconstructed the condescending defense line with the tiled roof and the edge of the inner wall with the matching panels made of doors and windows.

The only damage they could inflict on us was some of the masonry they threw nearby, accidentally hitting one of the guards on the shoulder, leaving them slightly red and swollen.

Although the rioters never rushed in, they also happened to block us inside. However, I didn't worry too much because time was always on my side, and I didn't come alone.

At least one elite athlete with a fire-hardened body, plus dozens of long and short guns, can't deal with it, such a group of weeds and fish belly who can't even match their swords, lack protection, and don't have any throwing weapons such as bows and arrows, they can basically only find a piece of tofu and kill it......

It's just that this station is a little inexplicable, and there are some illusions and senses that have been affected by the pond fish.

At this time, in the midst of the angry scolding, shouting and arguments gathered in the streets, Zhang Guannu, who was wearing a collar of half-body scale armor, was also pushed to the front of the procession.

He was a dismissed old town soldier, and with the announcement of the change of generals, he left them to go to the south with years of looting to become a rich man, and then their old department also made a sum of money, I don't know how much money was deducted, and he was sent back to the place to fend for himself.

With a little longing and hope for the coming of the Taiping Era, he used this money to buy a sum of goods, returned to his hometown to resell it to make some money, married a widow from the same village, and bought some land to finally settle down for the rest of his life.

Then, this money quickly fell in value very much, but fortunately, before that, when the price was not high, he bought more than a dozen acres of barren and uneven thin fields, barely planted some rice mulberry, and could still make a living.

The people who have changed to the new court, but are still in the old official mansion, are even more persecuted and tormented. The brown rice and pickles that had been on the table for three days soon turned into chestnut rice mixed with sand and potato chunks that were reluctant to peel them, and finally turned into a mixed soup of vegetable roots and taro stalks.

As the escape became heavier, he, who was originally barely a middle-class household, also entered the eyes of some local figures, and became the hardest hit household of the showdown. But at least he's still a propertied man

Then there is the usual old drama of breaking the county order and destroying the history of the family, and those public officials are still holding the so-called deed tax bills and moving away the only things in the house little by little.

And the pregnant woman, in order to have a little daily money, went to help the big family, but her face was like paper, and the lower half of the blood was spread out on the door panel and was carried back. For the first time, he was furious, and he chopped Shun Dahu to death on a remote mountain road with a firewood knife.

But he was able to kill a big family with the courage of a horseman, but he couldn't kill all those wolf-like tolerances, and the continuous disasters quickly destroyed this middle-sized family with a dizzying speed.

And his tears have long since dried up, I don't know when.

Maybe it was when he sold his last daughter for a handful of rations to survive the famine; Maybe it was his woman who died in a broken bed because of dystocia and hunger, or maybe the last child also died alive in the tent, or maybe when he secretly buried his mother, but found that they were dug up and eaten, and went crazy to cut and kill several people,

This world has nothing to make him nostalgic at all, and he just wants to pull more people down to the funeral before these dozens of catties of meat rot.

Then, he was taken by a group of like-minded people and looked for them, most of them were poor people who couldn't survive under the urging of the government, and just wanted to gather together to find a way to live, so Zhang Guannu, who had a little military experience, became one of their leaders.

According to the prior agreement, as long as they washed the big rich families in the city, they immediately retreated to Taihu Lake with the people, money and materials they were carrying away, and the water thieves who were active in the lake came to answer their actions.

But in fact, if you want to restrain these scattered people, how can there be such a light thing, and in the end, it is easy to lay down a few key points in the city and protect the tenacious mansion.

I was trying to take those with my hands, the official who was high on weekdays, and he was so good that he concocted a way to relieve his grievances, but he touched a nose of ash here in the county office, and he was killed and injured and couldn't advance or retreat.

I realized that there was actually an ambush of the official army inside.

"Rush over...... Kick ......"

He encouraged so loudly, left and right the expressions of numbness, tiredness or cringe,

"As long as I only get close to the past, it is my way to live......"

Although I heard from those who retreated, there was an ambush in the county office, and as soon as you entered, hundreds of guns were sent down together, and the bones and flesh were so rotten that people couldn't resist at all, and they couldn't dodge, so they escaped in disgrace.

But as an old town soldier, he has not seen a little equipment in the army, this thing is quite sharp in long shots, and it can only be fired in a long time, even if there are at least hundreds of people guarding it, but as long as they are close, these guns are useless, and they are slaughtered.

Then, he paid the price of righteousness. Even if he kept an extra eye on it, he let himself hide in the second batch of the three breakthrough stages, and with the front batch of dead and wounded, he quickly rushed through the front yard, rolled to the dead corner under the eaves and went around to the side compartment,

I wanted to find a place to attack the opponent's back, but I found that there was no place to climb up, and the tables, chairs, and other utensils were disposed of and could not be used. He had to retreat back into the crowd.

Then, his good fortune came to an abrupt end everywhere, and he rushed to the front with a makeshift rattan card, and almost immediately, he became the object of fire, and a projectile pierced his thigh from the edge of his hand, causing him to fall to his knees.

But the strange thing is that the place where he was hit by the gun, he didn't feel any pain at all, but felt a little heavy and numb, and then he threw down the burden of his hand, ran forward a dozen steps, and ate a few more projectiles on his body, before he fell to his knees in a weak position.

Only then did he realize that Yin Hong's blood had been dragged out by him for a long distance, and he still had so much blood to flow.

"Dog, lady"

With almost this indescribable feeling, he knelt on the ground and muttered the name of his wife and children, completely relaxed in the dark abyss in the disguised relief of exhaustion and numbness.