The husband Zhao Laoqi has been in Chengdu for more than 20 years, since he joined the army in the Wanli years, followed Li Rusong in North Korea lost half of his ear, lame a leg back to his hometown Chengdu, he became a knocker husband, more than 20 years rain or shine, **** from the night sky to the dark, until the twilight fades, the morning star shines.

In the past 20 years, the situation has changed, Sichuan has experienced several catastrophes, and the mutiny has washed the city of Chengdu several times, but no matter how bloody and bloody, Zhao Laoqi's husband work is thunderous, even if the knife bearers are rampant on the street, he still drags a lame faithful street to tell the time, those murderers see him down and pitiful, but ignore it, Zhao Laoqi can continue his meager salary.

Zhao Laoqi is so persistent, on the one hand, he has the inherent honest nature of people in this era, on the other hand, it is also related to his military in North Korea and his habit of seeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

He cowered into his room, drank the last sip of the bad wine from the coarse porcelain cup on the table in front of him, smacked his lips, and glanced at the wooden hourglass by the door, the last of which fell into the groove below.

Zhao Laoqi said to himself: "It's the first shift, it's time to go out." He stood up, picked up the bamboo stick and a long wooden stick by the door, tightened his tattered sackcloth, and pushed open the door.

The overwhelming cries outside suddenly became clear, with the angry screams of men, the sad cries of women, and the helpless howls of children, mixed together into a symphony of hell.

Zhao Laoqi frowned slightly, turned back, changed to a thicker wooden stick, checked it in his hand, grinned with satisfaction, and threw himself into the night again.

On the streets, hordes of soldiers roamed the city, shouting and smashing open closed wooden doors, or simply breaking down the doors and forcibly entering and taking away the residents.

Zhao Laoqi's team turned a deaf ear to all this, and concentrated on dragging his lame legs on the side of the street, knocking on the bangzi as he walked, shouting more, and should have added a warning reminder such as "the weather is dry, be careful of the fire candles", but he looked at the fires burning everywhere and the soldiers who set the fires, closed his mouth, and didn't shout anything.

Zhao Laoqi's house is in the west of the city, he followed the cross street, crossed the outer city, took a "mouth" route, reported all the way, and slowly, came to the southwest corner.

Walking here, even if the first shift is half completed, according to the convention, Zhao Laoqi, who has inconvenient legs, wants to rest and rest by the corner gate, take out the bamboo tube he carries with him to drink saliva and rest, this block is full of poor people, and the soldiers wandering around are too lazy to come to the place where there is no oil and water, so there is a rare tranquility in Chengdu at this moment on the side of the corner gate.

Zhao Laoqi dragged his lame leg to the side of a bolted horse stone with difficulty, sat on it, groaned comfortably, and was about to beat his legs, but unexpectedly heard a sound from the corner door not far away.

In the tooth-aching opening sound of the wooden shaft of "squeak and rattle", Zhao Laoqian was surprised to see that the southwest corner gate, which was originally closed, slowly opened, and more than a dozen burly black shadows gathered by the door, moved the barricade stone, and opened the city gate.

Those black shadows obviously also appeared Zhao Laoqi, and there were whispers in the darkness.

"Someone over there is up to us, do you want to kill him?"

"It's a husband, it's okay, anyway, the adults are already outside the door, it's the right thing to open the door quickly!"

"Okay, guys work hard."

In a few words, the heavy gates of the city were completely opened, and a fire broke out in the crowd, and shook in the darkness towards the wind outside the city.

After a while, Zhao Laoqi suddenly felt that the ground trembled slightly, and it seemed that countless pairs of feet were running closer, and after a while, a white sea of people appeared from outside the corner gate.

The group of black shadows hurriedly greeted them, and Zhao Laoqi heard from a distance that someone was shouting: "Lord Wang." Someone was shouting: "Mr. Wang." The tone was very affectionate.

Those who came in from outside the city were all dressed in white robes, and the black lights were as weird as white impermanence, which made Zhao Laoqian startled at the beginning, but he was also a veteran who had killed people, and after hearing those people speak, he had already understood that these white-robed people were people and not ghosts.

After the white-robed man and the person who opened the door converged, they simply gathered together and said a few words, and immediately separated, turning into many small streams of people, running towards the streets in different directions around them.

None of them had torches, but they saw the road by the light of the burning fires of the houses in the city, and ran away like a surging river divided into Juanjuan streams.

And at the city gate, the white-robed people who entered the city were in a team one after another, constantly entering, and in a short period of time, thousands of people entered the city, and there was an endless stream of people behind, I don't know how many people were behind.

Zhao Laoqi was stunned, he sat on the stone in a daze and didn't dare to move, he could see that the white-robed man who came in in the dark now was definitely not the Great Western Army, and now that the city was in such chaos, what were they going to do?

A group of white-robed men passed straight in front of him, this group of burly men, all of them bulging under their white robes, must be dressed in armor, holding spears with horizontal forks in their hands, and crossbows hanging from their waists, murderous and unstoppable.

In the crowd, a young general is particularly eye-catching, he is too young, about twenty, but he is protected by many big men like the stars and the moon, looking at the nervous appearance of those strong men, he should be a great big man.

Zhao Laoqi tried his best to shrink his body into a ball, not so noticeable, and cautiously watched the white-robed soldiers entering the city in all directions, he didn't realize that he had become the first person to witness the Kuizhou army enter the city.

"Zubian went to the east of the city, Li Tingyu went to the south of the city, and Zhang Jianchun went to the west of the city." Wang Huan rushed and said to Li Yan who was following him: "Ma Wannian will go to the inner city, I will go straight to the north gate, you take people, go to the east of the city, and prohibit any boats from entering and leaving!" ”

Li Yan agreed in a low voice, snored, and led two teams of 100 people to walk away from a side street on the road.

Wang Huan also has five hundred-man troops around him, which is the most powerful among the generals who entered the city, so he should take the heavy responsibility of rushing to the north gate on himself, after all, Wang Ran is at the north gate at this time, and most of the defenders in the city are also there, and the fight must be the most intense.

Running on the street, before he finished a street, a group of torches and shouting came to the face.

This group of soldiers is about more than 50 people, colorful clothes, wearing everything, the body is not strong, and the weapons in their hands are also dilapidated and inferior.

They were holding a group of people tied up with ropes, and it seemed that they were ordered to come out to arrest people and break their homes, and more than 20,000 people in Wang Run's hands, most of them were of this kind of goods.

The two groups of people collided head-on, and the soldiers of the Great Western Army were obviously stunned for a moment, not understanding who was wearing a white robe on the other side, and before they came to their senses, Wang Huan raised the long knife in his hand, sped up under his feet, and rushed over without a sound.

The leader of the Great Western Army who led the team felt that something was wrong, and just wanted to shout, he saw a person rushing over like a whirlwind on the opposite side, without raising his head, and arrived in front of him like lightning, and a long knife stabbed into the lower abdomen.

The leader opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound, he went limp, Wang Huan drew a knife in his hand, plunged into the pile of Onishi soldiers, and quickly stabbed at another person.

He also wanted to assassinate another person, but unexpectedly, countless spears stretched out behind him, much longer and faster than his knife, and they grabbed in front of him steadily and powerfully, stabbing the dozen or so Great Western Army who were in the head into a sieve.

At this time, the Great Western Army behind was not right, there were those who couldn't figure out the situation and wanted to fight, some had sharp eyes and ran away when they saw more people on the other side, and some were frightened by the bloody scene and their legs were weak, and they made a mess for a while.

The white-robed soldiers like this kind of enemy crowding in a pile, it is easier to stab than to stab the target, and on the street that is not very spacious, a dozen spears side by side are rhythmically stabbed out and retracted, stabbed and retracted, and in the blink of an eye, more than 50 thieves turned into corpses.

During the whole process, no one in the white-robed soldiers made a sound, only the "poof" sound of spears like flesh and the screams of the Great Western Army were endless.

Wang Huan shook off the blood on the long knife, and silently looked back at the spear array behind him, in the night fire, the pupils of the white-robed soldier reflected the fire and blood, faintly shining.

Letting go of the group of people who had been frightened, Wang Huan waved his hand, took the white-robed soldiers, and ran forward along the street.