The gray-robed scholar shouted hoarsely, as if to wake up the dead earth.

The defenders of the city were furious, and an arrow of feathered fire shot down from the tower, hitting the scholar in the chest.

The scholar screamed and fell into the crowd, life and death unknown.

The people who were instigated by the scholars were taken aback when they saw this, and some people shouted "Mr. Jiang", so more people shouted "Mr. Jiang" and surrounded the scholar surnamed Jiang.

This scholar surnamed Jiang seems to have a very high reputation among the people, originally the people were angry about the refusal of the Yamen to release grain, and now seeing that the officers and soldiers of the Yamen actually shot to death Mr. Jiang, who led them to resist and made them feel reverence, the people's anger accumulated to the peak, and began to erupt, many people who had lost their reason were red in their eyes, and began to hit stones with eggs, anger and hunger made them desperate, they held weapons that were not weapons, clubs and rakes, and used these desperately to attack the city gates, shouting loudly:

"Open the door, open the door! Open the door! ”

This is already a riot.

Since ancient times, the officials and the people are opposed, and the defenders on the city tower saw that this group of mobs was so arrogant, and the city guards gave an order, and the arrows rained down, shooting at the people who were desperately crowding forward under the city gate, and the screams came and fell, and the corpses under the city gate were soon scattered to the ground.

In the end, ordinary people, not soldiers, after the people in the front row were shot to death, they were timid, did not dare to move forward, and began to gradually retreat.

However, the defenders had no intention of giving up, and once again bent their bows and arrows, and continued to shoot the remaining people.

At this moment, a clear shout sounded:

"Stop!"

A man and a horse passed over the people trembling in the blood and corpses, and galloped to the city gate, dressed in brocade and ermine, and superb horsemanship, and at first glance he was a nobleman.

Although the defender did not recognize it, he did not dare to hold it up, so he ordered the archers to pause, and shouted and asked:

"Who's coming?"

"Hanjing, Zheng Shuyu. Hurry up and tell Xue E that His Royal Highness Lord Feng is coming, and let him go out of the city immediately to pick him up! ”

The heart of the city guard thumped, not to mention that Zheng Shuyu's father was the promoter of Xue Zhoumu, Zheng Shuyu himself was also a famous military general in South Vietnam, just hearing that Lord Feng was coming was enough for him to break out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly ordered someone to report, and then looked at the carriage parked at the intersection of the trees in the distance, his heart was pounding. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now when he looks at the carriage, the person in the carriage must be His Royal Highness Lord Feng, thinking about it, and then thinking of the order he just given, most of the people have already died.

Outside the city gate, the people who were still alive heard that "the phoenix lord is coming", they were so shocked that they had lost their fighting spirit, and now they heard that the rumored demon girl who killed people without blinking an eye was coming, and the chill rushed up from the soles of their feet, and those victims gathered together, vigilantly staring at the snow-white carriage in the distance, as if they were staring at a monster, with hatred, and trembling.

These expressions fell into Chenguang's eyes, and she hooked her lips and lowered the corner of the curtain.

Half an hour later, the city gate was opened, probably because he was worried that it would disturb Feng Jia, and many soldiers rushed out first to capture all the people who were making trouble outside the city gate, and quickly cleaned up the corpses on the ground.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness Lord Feng! His Royal Highness the Phoenix Lord Chitose Chitose Chitose! ”

There was no answer in the carriage, and after a pause, the beautiful woman on the wheel raised her whip and drove the carriage to the people who were already surrounded and guarded by soldiers at the gate of the city.

Xue E was a little surprised, glanced at his colleagues, and followed.

A handsome man dressed in a bamboo-blue crane got out of the car first, followed by two girls wrapped in furs.

After that, a woman with a veil of tulle and a snow-white fox fur wrapped tightly in it walked slowly down from the carriage.

Wrapped so heavily that she couldn't even see the curves of her body, she wore a deep hood of fur and covered her face with tulle, so she couldn't see her appearance at all. But I don't know why, even if she can't see anything clearly, when she walks down, people can still judge in their hearts that this is a beauty.

Chenguang took Fire Dance's hand and walked towards the back of the crowd.

The soldiers and civilians subconsciously separated, making way in the middle.

Chenguang walked to the end of the crowd, where there was a person lying there, it was the scholar surnamed Jiang who had been shot by an arrow just now. He was hit by an arrow in the left chest, and at this moment he was leaning on a plainly dressed but delicate-looking village flower, dying looking at the morning light.

Xiaocunhua was crying distressedly, and when she saw the morning light coming, she immediately stopped in front of Jiang Shusheng vigilantly, and asked loudly in a trembling voice:

"What are you going to do?"

Chenguang doesn't pity anyone, Si Shi is the same, Si Ba is not there, Si Shi has recently loved to play the role of Si Ba, so he walked over very viciously, grabbed Komura Hana's collar and threw it aside, Komura Hua was thrown aside and fell heavily into the snow.

Si Shi snorted contemptuously, an ant-like yellow-haired girl dared to yell at their Highness, her brain was broken!

Jiang Shusheng was furious when he saw that they rudely threw away the small village flower, and at the same time, because he lost the support of the small village flower, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the snow with his head up, stained with snow, and was very embarrassed.

Morninglight leaned out, looked at him collapsed in the snow, looked condescendingly into his angry eyes, and said with a playful smile:

"I thought I was dead, but I'm still alive!"

The sarcastic tone was so angry that Jiang Shusheng almost rushed out of a mouthful of blood, but he had no strength to restrain the chicken, but he also had backbone, struggling, barely sitting up, his momentum was undiminished Just now, he scolded at Chenguang's face:

"It turns out that you are the Phoenix Lord! What a witch! You connived at the government to shoot innocent people, and closed the warehouse to seal the grain, trying to starve us South Vietnamese to death! It's not enough for you to conquer the country of Nanyue and kill the emperor of Nanyue, now you have to cut off the life of the Nanyue people, a woman like you who is more cruel than a beast is not worthy of being a human being at all, God will punish you, you will definitely die without a place to be buried! ”

Before he finished talking about it, Chang Xi had already stepped him into the snow with one foot, and his eyes that had always been smiling were full of murderous intent.

The curse of the last sentence is the most unbearable for Chang Xi.

Jiang Shusheng is a man, he was trampled in the snow, and there were still injuries on his body, but he didn't say anything.

Although the surrounding people were afraid of the officers and soldiers, they were angry again because of Jiang Shusheng's words, and they all stared at the morning light with hateful eyes.

Chenguang hooked his lips and smiled, motioning for Chang Xi to let go of him.

Chang Xi retracted his feet reluctantly, still looking at Jiang Shusheng murderously.

Jiang Shusheng spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled, and barely got up from the snow, although his strength was not enough, he still glared at Chenguang with hatred.

Chenguang was not angry, she looked at him, and said with a smile in a crisp and beautiful voice:

"Since I conquered South Vietnam, there are many people who scold me, when I don't hear it, you are willing to speak as fast as you want, and I don't care, but ordinary people with no family background and no background dare to curse me to my face, you are the first, are you brave and not afraid of death, or do you want to deliberately incite the hatred of the South Vietnamese people against me through natural disasters?"