After the dawn again, the palace has basically returned to calm, this unprovoked riot, although swept through more than a dozen construction sites and several guard troops, but after all, it is a group of unarmed, at most only rudimentary tools of migrant workers,

After being held at the four gates, tens of thousands of civilian servants are like a surge surrounded by a dike, and after venting all their strength and vigor from left to right, they can only go to the low tide of exhaustion with unwillingness and helplessness.

Then, in front of the team, who rested all night in the city gate and recuperated and waited solemnly, they were driven and searched from one hiding place after another, and turned into a group of captives with their hands tied. ,

The sound of the volley of fire from time to time startled away the crows that liked to hover above the corpses the most, and also signaled the fate of all those who resisted.

"Twelve directions up the upper corner for six minutes, put the ......"

With the sound of flags and passwords, another group of people rushed out of their hiding places, enveloped in the smoke of lead bullets and gunpowder, and erupted in terrible screams and wails.

Even the oncoming spray of blood and minced flesh did not soften the iron hearts of these sergeants, or hesitate and waver, for he had lost dozens of familiar companions in the riot of yesterday.

Therefore, some veterans can even smile and shoot at close range face to face, and then watch these temporary thugs be cut off by the huge penetrating force at close range, or tear huge wounds deep into the internal organs and bones on the chest, and then use the protective knife and dagger to cut off the head.

I didn't stop them from venting in disguise, only when some people couldn't stop and had affected the integrity of the formation, I used the sticks and scolding of the teaching team to let these hot-blooded guys rejoin the team and regain a little calm.

In a certain sense, this is also an opportunity for indirect training, and these insurrectionists, who are not fully armed and have a large number, are the more suitable whetstones and opponents at the present stage when I am still groping for firearms tactics, so under my orders, I almost maintain a certain offensive posture of co-ordination of the teams, and continue to sweep until a certain team is obviously tired, and then rotate.

Almost no one was able to hold out for a round or two under the dozens of fire guns, and the baptism of intensive medicine could easily break and destroy their flesh and will, and the spear tips and machetes that followed were enough to kill and destroy the last bit of luck.

Almost sluggishly kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, or turning around and fleeing, occasionally a mad fish that slipped through the net rushed up to the ground, and then was poked down by spearmen in small arrays, chopped over to the ground and cut off their heads.

Later, with a certain conditioned reflex of practice makes perfect, the almost restless crowd, as long as they heard the sound of the bell in the distance, scattered like a frightened bird, or knelt on the ground in a large area, and let the auxiliaries come and tie up. Piles of people strung in strings.

However, the other regimental training that also had a riot was lost a little miserably, the troops were disintegrated and disintegrated, the chief officer was killed in the chaos, the weapons and armor were seized, and almost the dragons were scattered without a leader, until they heard the unique sound of fire guns in our department, and they gathered together in twos and threes.

I sent some people who acted as leaders, and asked them to form several teams of their own, and follow behind my brigade, and act as a kind of auxiliary role to strengthen their courage and play some kind of auxiliary role, and in a short time there were seven or eight hundred people gathered.

When a certain number of prisoners were captured, they were sent to a temporarily relocated detention camp. By mid-afternoon, the guards of the city gates were ready to take out their food and prepare for a lunch.

At this time, the support of the officers and soldiers was late, but it was very funny, but they couldn't help but be disappointed. Because what they saw was a neat and orderly field behind the city gate, although it was simple and abnormal.

A large number of dust-faced people were squatting on the ground with their arms tied behind their backs, and the black heads were as obedient as a flock of obedient sheep.

After the official army officially joined, the progress of various purges was suddenly accelerated, but I went there to find such a good, almost non-destructive practice phone meeting, I smacked my lips with some regret, but still handed over the dominance.

According to the management of the repeated crowds by the officials and soldiers, after the torture and execution of all possible leaders, and then the punishment of eleven killings, all of them will be branded with a special mark and then sold into slavery as one of the proceeds of the war.

At the other end of the huge palace city, buried in the ruins, as the culprit who set off this chaos, he also slowly pushed away the cover from a certain ditch buried by the waste heap, climbed out one by one, and patted the dust on his body.

The leader is the "elder" who is hiding among the people, but he is secretly chewing on some kind of bitter taste in his mouth, he is known as resourceful and decisive in this life, although the previous plan has been successful for most of it, but it has been miscalculated on his own factors.

Unexpectedly, most of the firearms equipped with the regimental training could be fired in the rain, and the frequency was much faster than expected. As a result, although the dozen or so people who broke through the guard and got out of the place were easily gathered, five were killed on the spot, and several were injured, but the rain could not last long, and they had to be left on the spot to distract the pursuers and search.

Over the course of this day, they had relied on their familiarity with the palace, and with the help of certain spaces and passages hidden in the ruins, they had escaped several searches. However, with the arrival of the inner city officers and troops in the afternoon, the space for them to escape was further reduced, and they had to take the last resort by picking gills.

Thinking of this, the old man's body suddenly became a little sore, and after running and tossing all night, most of the energy in his body, which was no longer in his prime, had been exhausted, and he could not recover without enough rest, so now he just relied on a single thought to support his spirit and persevere.

Looking at the outline of the palace gate that was gradually becoming clearer, he took a deep breath, just like the calmness and cruelty he had cultivated for many years, to himself and his enemies, to suppress these superfluous feelings, life and death were all in one fell swoop, and he waved his hand to bring a person forward. They also checked and sorted out each other's outfits, which they had taken advantage of the chaos to steal, hoping to deceive the guards.

Crookedly leaning on a few discolored spears, the guards standing above the ruined palace gate, that careless and indifferent attitude, also gave him some comfort,

"Bo'an Yiyong took jurisdiction over Zheng Laoguan and was ordered to escort the prisoners ......"

Under the persecution of the knife hidden behind his back, this important hostage, who had been tortured and taught repeatedly, almost reflexively, shouted out with a slight change of voice.

"This is my badge, please verify"

"It turned out to be Zheng Tishi, ......"

The head of the city replied, and the fallen blue was soon sealed and received.

"Wait a minute......

Then, as they waited a little impatiently, and their hearts were about to mention the last one of their throats, the middle door suddenly opened, revealing the black hole behind them, and some light coming through the opposite side.

"We are a little understaffed here, please take care of ......"

The voice from the city continued to shout

"I don't follow......"

This kind of contemptuous and senseless attitude makes these fugitives look a little unconfident, and the hope of escaping from the cage and the predicament appears in front of them so lightly, Rao is a little unreal sense of dislocation.

However, under the whispered scolding of the elders, they kept holding the "human prisoners" in a decent manner, and walked forward unhurriedly. The short and spacious aisle took only a few breaths to complete, and the long-lost light shone on these people like some kind of revelation.

Although there is no difference between inside and outside Miyagi, it is still the same gloomy and gray weather, but it makes people feel and excited differently.

The old man couldn't help but feel a certain agitation, and turned his head to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard some kind of snorting sound like raindrops.

Suddenly, a large white mist splashed over their heads, like a white waterfall falling from the sky, drowning the figure of the small group.

Suddenly, all around these people were shrouded in a spicy and choking dust, and the mouth, nose, ears and eyes were contaminated with a spicy stinging and bitterness, and they instinctively reached out to wipe their faces, but the more they touched them, the worse they became, almost the tears and snot flowed like spring water, and some people directly inhaled a lot of their intestines, and were suddenly choked and coughed so much that they wanted to spit out their lungs, or screamed while desperately sneezing with blood.

Although there were still people stumbling with their weapons, trying to keep their balance, trying to grope for their companions, trying to open their eyes and see the situation around them, they could only see vague and longing figures in their blood-red pupils, and all kinds of screams and coughs were in their ears.

"When I'm blind with these tricks......

The voice at the head of the city, almost laughed loudly.

"A few more baskets ......"

Quite sneering, more white ash was poured on those, trying to climb out with hands and feet

"Work hard, put all these down......"

"It's a credit to the door......"

As several of them drew their weapons and swung them around in a frenzied motion, something else ran down, this time a large net, and immediately entwined the men with their weapons, pulling and rolling into a ball with each other.

"It's not enough ......"

With that voice, the city was filled with seven or eight large nets in one breath, and these layers and layers of fishing nets made these people who had suffered from ashes struggle to dodge at all.

Then they came up to the guards, and together they hooked their feet or beat the crooks of their legs, and put them one by one with the shafts of their spears, and then connected them with nets, and tied them together.

After a while, I got accurate news that a frightened bird had been caught in Xinghuamen in the northwest.

However, someone tried to disguise himself as a guard, and a certain small leader was held hostage, and under the pretext of escorting prisoners, he came out of the city in a muddle. It's a pity that Yang Zaixing, who was arranged there, saw through it, led him out of the door to set up an ambush, and then sprinkled lime and nets regardless of accidental injuries, and captured more than ten people in one fell swoop.