Mu Fan put on his favorite white robe and stood on the roof of the study. He drew the sword of the Three Kings and danced. He and the sword in his hand under the moon were beautiful, and he closed his eyes as if he was very focused on dancing the sword, but in fact his mind was not on it.

Xi Wen stood outside the study, looking at him, clasping her hands. Perhaps tired of standing, she sat down on the stone steps, dragging her cheek with one hand, and looked up at the man on the roof.

Tens of thousands of miles away, an unprecedented upheaval began. At first, the impact was not great, and officials at all levels in various localities did not pay much attention to it. Not long after, the turmoil tended to expand, and the yamen became a little concerned, and they sent some people to pay close attention to the development of the situation. Later, as the turmoil continued to expand, the prefectural magistrate realized that something was wrong and reported the situation to the prefectural magistrate.

The county guard received the message, and since there was only one letter, he was ready to reply to the prefectural order to solve it on its own. Before the reply was written, the second letter from the prefectural order arrived, followed by the third, and then the fourth...... When he had a dozen letters in his hand, he understood that this was a big deal. Someone must have organized a riot, and it was a big riot in various regions! Almost without thinking, two hands were carried out at the same time, one was to report to the imperial city, and the other was to send troops to suppress it.

That night, Higashizawa couldn't sleep. Maybe some people fell asleep, but the fire was blazing, and people paid their blood and dealt a heavy blow to the Dongze court at all costs.

The rioters realized that something was wrong, that if they killed one person, the group of people gathered would disperse. But this time, they killed dozens of people, and they didn't make the others flinch in fear, but in exchange for their angry eyes.

A young soldier looked at the anger in the eyes of those people, and staggered under his feet, if it were not for someone behind him, he was afraid that he would fall and gnaw on the mud. He looked back at the middle-aged soldier who was supporting him, and his voice trembled a little: "Why?" Why don't they disperse? ”

The middle-aged soldier swallowed his saliva, looked at the people gathered in the streets, and said weakly: "I don't know either." ”

Thousands of people have blocked a dozen soldiers in a closed alley, and these dozen soldiers have just killed dozens of them, and now they are going to make these soldiers pay. I don't know who said the word "kill", that person's voice was not loud, and even a little soft, and he had no confidence. But the word "kill" was very in line with their state of mind at this time, and some people followed him and read it one after another, "kill".

"Kill."

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The voices are getting louder and louder, and more and more people are shouting to kill. The louder the voice, the more daring they seem to become. Someone in the crowd threw a stone, and the second ...... The last dozen or so soldiers were surrounded by stones, and the bodies of individual soldiers were deformed.

I don't know who brought a brain-sized stone and smashed it at the soldier's head, and red and white streamed all over the ground. The youngest of the soldiers was not stoned to death, he was frightened to death by the shouts and angry expressions of the people.

Such a scene is staged in various streets and alleys, not to mention the land of one state. Ordinary soldiers couldn't suppress it, so Dongze could only dispatch the regular army. Men in armor were sent out from the city and from the camp to obey the command. In the face of the ordinary people who gathered more than 100,000, the regular army was also shocked, they were not afraid of these people. What threat can a helpless person pose?

The regular army was recruited from all over the country, that is, among these mobs were their relatives. Maybe it's their wives and children, maybe it's their old parents. Obey the orders from above, bloody suppression, and may kill their wives and children. What is the purpose of being a soldier? In order to make the family live a good life.

They don't have many lofty ideals, they don't want to do something earth-shattering, and it is enough for the family to be harmonious and beautiful.

"Da Lang, come here, you shouldn't be over there."

When a front-row knife and axe player in the army heard the old mother's shout, his body was shocked, and he couldn't even hold the knife and axe. He looked around, nervous. There is a law in the army, and if you flee from battle, you will be killed.

"Da Lang, we don't need to follow them, don't you remember what your father said?"

The axeman froze.

People kept recognizing their loved ones, and the atmosphere in the streets and alleys became eerie. Aiming a sword at a parent, how many people can do it?

The general frowned, he realized that the development of things was unexpected, he had long been out of control, and if he continued like this, he would have to mutiny sooner or later. Seeing the increasingly unstable mood of the soldiers, he clenched his fists and did not dare to give orders, for fear that as soon as the order was issued, the army would immediately mutiny, and then he, a general, would not be a general.

Just as he hesitated, a line of blood appeared on his neck. Sensing a hint of pain, he slowly turned his head, halfway through which he could not move. The sky spun around, and the people around him spun around a few times, and with a bang, he blinked his eyes and saw his body still standing. This was the last scene he saw in his life, and there was no fear in his eyes, only incomprehension.

"The general is dead, take the city, rush!" The man who swung his sword and cut off the head of the general said.

The gathered people began to seize what "belonged" them in the city, venting their long-standing anger. They went even further than the people who had bullied them, and the killing began after the death of the general, and the whole city fell into disorder. Like this city, Higashizawa also fell into disorder. Roads are blocked and local institutions are nearly paralyzed.

The front line is fighting with Lin Shuai, but there are so many big changes in the rear. The grain and grass that were originally delivered to the front line were broken, the armor was not delivered, and it was privately swallowed by the rebels in various counties and counties, and it was impossible to find out the whereabouts, the wounded medicine and elixir were gone, and the front line and the rear were completely disconnected.

When the news reached Zhao Chen's ears, he was directly stunned. reacted for a while, but did not resist the blow of the news, tilted his head, and fainted to the ground. When he woke up again, he was lying on the bed, and there were several old doctors standing beside the bed.

He slapped his head twice, "How's it going?" ”

The old ladies couldn't answer, so they hurriedly called out to the father-in-law outside. The father-in-law noticed that the emperor had woken up, rushed to the bedside, wiped his nose and cried: "Your Majesty, you are awake." ”

"How's it going?"

"Yue Zhen is besieged and isolated. The roads were so badly damaged that we couldn't send troops to support them. ”

Zhao Chen was dizzy again, his eyes were dark, and he finally survived, his eyes were full of gold stars. He said sharply: "Huo Wujia, he ......"

"Your Majesty, Hou Ye Huo has already gone to the northwest."

Zhao Chen's body went soft and lay on the bed, "Then it can only be like this." ”

He said weakly: "Use the immortal boat to send the army over, and ask for help from the Xuanmen and the Sword Sect." ”

The father-in-law said anxiously: "No! ”

"I can only do this, let them support immediately, and say that the conditions are negotiable."

The father-in-law wanted to speak and stopped, but he finally answered, "Yes." He hurriedly left, begging the Xuanmen and the Sword Sect to lend a helping hand.

Zhao Chen stared blankly at Fang Liang, his eyes blank, "Could it be that my Zhao family's more than a thousand years of rivers and mountains are going to be lost in my hands?" ”(https:)

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