At this time, under the city of Changning County, the thousands of thieves besieging the city seemed to be a little silent.

The words that the scribe Zhao just shouted on the city tower had quickly spread by word of mouth and spread to every corner of this chaotic army. They have all seen the end of the thief soldier who ran to the city tower and wanted to reunite with his mother and say a few words. Many people palpitated, and then looked at their leader's bald and lonely eyes, no longer the obedience and respect they used to have, but gradually became resentful and cold.

Pushing themselves and others, they saw in the young soldier who had been killed by an arrow at the bottom of the castle tower that they themselves might end up in the near future. However, although he was not angry, no one dared to move again.

Bald Monk is very pleased with this superficial submissiveness. He didn't think about the undercurrent that was surging beneath the surface. He wouldn't think about it either. In his mind, he controlled the tribe, which was almost his own private property. The people of the tribe are in his eyes the objects of his servitude. How dare these lowly people disobey him, how dare they disobey the supreme khan of the bald tribe?

He drove his men to continue to control the siege ladder. Those people moved reluctantly, and from time to time they looked back at the tower, at their relatives who were standing there.

The bald man saw that the untouchables under his command were grinding and abruptly absent-mindedly. My heart was filled with anger and shock. He picked up the whip and walked over, waving it frantically at his people under the stunned gaze of the crowd around him.

An elderly clansman slowly chopped the wood in front of him with an axe, and from time to time he looked back at the castle tower. Above the tower, stood his daughter. When he looked at it, he turned back to wipe the old tears from his face, and then continued to raise the axe, chopping at the wood in front of him.

In his old age, in this doomed and barren year, he listened to the advocacy and promises of bald and orphaned people to their clansmen. mistakenly thought that by following him out to grab a few handfuls, his tribe and relatives would be able to get enough food and supplies for them to survive the winter and keep out the cold. They don't know what the consequences of their actions will be, or what the charges will be dealt with as a result of them. Many of them were just desperate and followed their clan leaders in the hope that their relatives would be able to survive the present winter, which must be difficult, so that they would not have to starve and freeze.

At this time, the old man was chopping wood and wiping away tears. He just felt in his heart that after coming out for so long, he really missed his daughter and his wife.

He looked back at the tower again. Then wipe the tears with the back of your hand. Autumn temperatures are already a bit chilly. The tears on his face and hands were filled with a deeper coldness. The chill went straight to his heart.

As he was wiping away tears, he suddenly felt a sound of breaking the air behind him. Although he was also a brave warrior and hunter of his tribe in his youth, he is no longer as brave as he once was. Hearing the sound of breaking the air coming straight for him from behind, he himself was powerless to dodge.

The whip that broke through the air in his back struck him violently. He stumbled on his feet. Then he landed on the ground with the axe in his hand, and barely fell to the ground. He was about to straighten up, but behind him there was a sound that broke through the air. The whip whipped him on the back again. Again and again, his somewhat aged body fell uncontrollably to the ground. He turned his head sideways, but his gaze met the crazy face of the bald Fugu.

The bald man cursed frantically, and swung the whip in his hand again and again at the old clansman for an unknown amount of time. Until he himself felt tired. He withdrew and left.

When the people around the old man saw that he was beaten to death, they hurriedly went up to probe his nose, but they were already angry. The crowd was stunned and discussed. In the past, their calm and majestic tribal leader was so cruel to an elderly clansman at this time, and everyone was shocked but even more angry.

The bald Fu Gu heard the chatter behind him and turned back angrily. He wanted to make an example of him by this means, so that these subordinates would continue to submit to his authority. In his opinion, there was no way back for him. He couldn't even care about the safety of his family members on the upper floor of the city. Now only by capturing the low and dilapidated Changning County in front of him, can he and his thousands of subordinates have a glimmer of life.

The bald man turned back angrily, only to see an equally angry look in his eyes. Those subordinates who had been docile and obedient to him in the past did not shy away from him at this moment, and looked at him with the same anger. Looking at the dense crowd around him that was gradually gathering, the bald Fu Lonely suddenly felt a deep chill piercing the bone marrow.

In the formation of the thief army a stone's throw away from the city tower, the tribal leader and the people of the clan looked at each other with hatred, and this scene was indescribably strange. The leader of the tribe looked at the unkind faces of the clansmen who surrounded him, and the slightest coolness was transmitted from the tailbone all the way to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The bald hair was lonely and shouted loudly, asking if everyone wanted to rebel and replace him? The crowd gathered in silence did not answer. Many of the subordinates who were docile and obedient in the past suppressed the anger in their hearts at this time, walked slowly and silently, and surrounded him step by step in the center. erupted, gradually brewing in silence. At the right opportunity, the seeds of discontent will grow into towering trees of anger.

The bald Fu Lonely finally couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere at this time, and the docile subordinates were angrily forcing him into a psychological gap. The drinking orders and yelling did not have any effect, and the heart defense of baldness and loneliness gradually fell below the bottom line. If his heart falls below the bottom line, he loses his mind.

The bald hair, who has lost his mind, no longer screams meaninglessly. He drew his knife in his hand with a thud. His eyes were red, the veins on his neck were bruised, and drops of sweat ran down his forehead, down to the tip of his brow, and then gathered into a stream, and then down the side of his face, into his collar.

His angry subordinates saw him draw their swords as if they were mad. A hint of hesitation and fear flashed in most people's eyes. They involuntarily took a step back. After all, Tiger Elder Yu Wei is here, even if the bald head of the tribe in front of him is relegated and separated at this moment, he looks vulnerable. However, after many years of being a tribal leader, how could he not have that little bit of prestige?

However, there are still a small number of people who have taken a dangerous step towards baldness. I saw that there were still people coming step by step. The bald man's heart defense had completely collapsed, the green tendons of his hand holding the knife were bursting up, and the cold sweat on his face was even more trickling down, he waved his hand out of the knife without warning, and the scimitar in his hand split straight the head of a subordinate beside him. The shocked expressions of the crowd froze on their faces, and then his Heavenly Spirit Cover slowly slid off the half of his head that had been left on his body and fell to the ground with a muffled sound that was almost inaudible. He fell to the ground with a bang, and the red and white things in the skull cavity were sprinkled on the ground, splashing on the bodies of the people around him, and a strong bloody breath immediately spread in this small space, making people feel sick.

Seeing this, the crowd who were approaching step by step couldn't help but take a step back in fear. But after a while, looking at the body of Tong Ze who fell to the ground, they were all enthusiastic. It's just that in that moment, they turned from angry lions to docile sheep, but when they saw the corpse of Tong Ze who had fallen, they changed from docile sheep to bloodthirsty wolves.

Glancing at the corpse of Tong Ze who fell to the ground, they were awake for a moment, and then they became even more crazy, they all drew their knives, no longer slowly approaching the leader of the rebellious clan, but raised their knives one after another, rushed up, and slashed the knives in their hands towards his body!

Li Yanzhao stood on top of the city tower and took in the commotion scene outside the ground. Seeing this, he excitedly bowed to Ren County's order beside him: "Tuoming Mansion Hongfu, the rebellion can be determined!" ”

Ren Xianling looked at the riot scene in surprise for a moment, and then hurriedly helped Li Yanzhao on his side. His voice trembled slightly: "Li Shichang, no, Li Zhuangshi, please get up, you don't need to be polite, if it weren't for the strong man's repeated tricks, the temple is exhausted, and it is difficult to determine what kind of situation it is at this time." On behalf of the thousands of people in Changning County, I thank the heroes for their generosity in helping them! After that, he gave Li Yanzhao a deep salute. Li Yanzhao hurriedly supported Ren County's order, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The commotion in the formation of the thieves outside the land lasted only a short time before it subsided. Soon after, several of the thieves abandoned their weapons, carried the bald head of the thief chieftain, and raised their hands to indicate that they had no weapons in their hands. Slowly walked to the foot of Changning City.

Several bald and orphaned family members who were tied up on the city tower wept when they saw the head in the hands of the people under the city. The two women wept until they fainted. The two bald sons also cried uncontrollably. When the thieves and soldiers on the city tower heard this sad cry, they all wept secretly. Although the thief chieftain was bald and stubborn and raised troops to rebel, but at this moment, hearing this cry vaguely reminded everyone that this thief chieftain who did a lot of evil, brought their relatives to the battlefield, and repeatedly put them in danger, was also an ordinary husband and father.

Ren County Commander saw that someone came to ask for surrender with the head of the bald hair, and also ordered the city gate to be opened. When those people entered the city, they saw the county commander, but they only bowed slightly, and then threw the bald head on the ground, and then rushed to the top of the city tower. Under the gesture of Ren County's eyes, the soldiers at the entrance of the city tower did not stop more. When they went up to the tower and found their families, they hugged each other and wept in a whimper.

Unlike the bald and orphaned family members, their whimpering is tears of joy when they reunite for the rest of their lives.

Li Yanzhao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and it was finally time for him to come to an end.

Under the instructions of the county magistrate, the bald head was hung at the gate of the city for public display. The family members were also sent to the county jail and kept under strict guard. Even the guards who were guarding the prison were replaced by Li Yanzhao's subordinates. Cao Jian and Liu Jiwu watched the inner cell, and Niu Erzhuang, Qin Dayong, Han Wencan, Wang Qiang, Ding Yue, Liao Rulong, Cui Yang, and Zhang Xing guarded the outer prison and the prison door respectively. It can be described as airtight.

It is worth mentioning that among the bald and orphaned family members, there was a woman who saw his head, cried on the city wall for a long time, and then hit her head on the pillar of the city tower and died.

Another woman, crying and fainting on the wall, was then taken to a prison where she crashed into the wall and died. Hearing these news, Li Yanzhao couldn't help but sigh for a while.