Zhao Shitong and the others climbed in, and immediately shouted and rushed towards the door.

The man standing at the corner of the wall also began to shout.

The men at the gate parted in the middle, leaving a way for the horses to rush forward.

When the shouting sounded, Yang Lichao held the armor-piercing gun in his hand and pulled the reins to rush forward, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the heavenly soldiers and militia outside and the homeless people who joined looked at Yang Lichao's majestic appearance, and suddenly felt envious, but the most important thing at the moment was to make military achievements, just waiting for Yang Lichao to come, and they rushed in.

The distance of fifty meters was enough for the horses to speed up, Yang Lichao leaned over and rushed forward with a gun in one arm, his eyes staring at both sides of the door, all he had to do was to rush over and tear the opening, rush to the end of the people behind the door, and then turn around and fight.

The people inside the door panicked, they heard the shouting and killing sound from one side of the courtyard wall, and then they saw hundreds of people rushing out from one side, screaming and rushing towards them, they seemed to be surrounded, and someone climbed in from the courtyard wall.

"What's the mess, two people's heads are half a stone grain," Li Dayong roared, this is the method taught to him by the housekeeper, and the team shouts this when it is in chaos.

Sure enough, hearing his words, the team of tenants suddenly calmed down, what are they panicking, these people are also farmers like them, oh no, now they are anti-thieves, killing the four of them will have a stone of grain, which is almost equivalent to the output of an acre of land.

"Go to half of the people, stop those people, and the rest stay here and follow Lao Tzu to watch the door."

Li Dayong shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a bunch of people were about to rush towards that side, without a specific command, these people could only rely on their own feelings to walk towards that side, and after a while, more than five hundred people walked two or three hundred, and those who came from the side passed.

Before Li Dayong could say anything, he heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the door.

By the time he reacted, one of them had already rushed in.

Li Dayong felt that the people on the horse didn't even look at him, and he suddenly yelled, "Damn, stop him, what are you doing." ”

The people behind saw the horses rushing in, and waved their knives in a panic, but none of them dared to step forward, and ordinary soldiers did not dare to stretch out their spears to face them when they saw the people charging on horseback, let alone these family members and tenants who had not experienced much of the scene.

With a scimitar more than a foot long in their hands, and looking at the nearly three-meter-long spear in the hands of others, how could they dare to lean forward.

The gap between the ideal and the reality is so big, doesn't it mean that the people outside are all peasants like them who rebelled, how can there still be people riding horses and holding spears.

The horses rushed in, and a big man with a black face came in with a roar from behind, followed by a group of people with sticks in their hands, and they drilled into it in a row of threes, threes, threes, and one row.

The black-faced man came up and took two people to the side, and the person who stopped in front of him was smashed on the head by him with two sticks, and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

The people around him just reacted.

"Kill, take food!"

Li Dayong shouted, but he looked at the black-faced man and felt worried, he didn't dare to step forward, they didn't have much food to kill, what kind of life did they fight with that little food.

He turned his head and rushed towards the man on the other side who looked to be about his size.

"Kill, take food!"

The tenants looked at these people who rushed in, at least not the horse, and left them helpless, these people were obviously much easier to deal with.

The crowd shouted and rushed forward, and to their consternation, the people on the other side were also shouting something.

"Kill, soldier of the day! Eat white porridge and mustard! ”

These people shouted even louder than they were, and looked at their faces, their hideous faces, their red eyes, their noses wide open, like the noses of bulls, and the green tendons on their necks were jumping, as if they were looking at some enemy who did not share the sky.

Their group of tenants dared to fight with these people with knives just when they saw the food taken out by the housekeeper, and the militiamen, watching the heavenly soldiers squatting together every day, drinking fragrant white porridge, chewing crispy mustard with sesame oil, and they could only eat wheat paste, they were simply envious of Kun Bafa purple, and now the opportunity to wait for many days has finally come, how can they not be crazy.

The militia rushed faster than the heavenly soldiers, pouring in one by one.

The left side was torn open by Ren Hongli, he did what Liu Zhenhua said, don't stay where you are after rushing in, waving a stick and rushing in one direction, and after rushing out, he is turning back.

Holding the steel bar, he used his hands and feet together, and rushed forward like a brute bull, followed by two heavenly soldiers, fending him off the damage from one side.

The steel stick in Ren Hongli's hand opened and closed, and the people who swept over were baring their teeth and grinning, this was still lucky, and the bad luck was directly slammed into the head, and it was reported to Lord Yan on the spot.

The heavenly soldiers on the left and right wings were not as wild as Ren Hongli, they carefully resisted the knives cut from both sides, fortunately, Zhao Shicheng and they attracted two or three hundred people at once, and now they were three hundred and fifty people facing two hundred people, and they even had a faint upper hand.

Li Dayong had red eyes, it had only been a long time since the fight began, and he was in a mess, and he said that he would hide behind the door with a machete, and the big black man on the opposite side rushed in and rushed directly to the left, not going forward at all, and directly letting the defense line on one side collapse.

The people who followed rushed in, and also subconsciously hid to the left, they could only rush up, but the things those people were holding were really hard and long, Li Dayong was stained just now, and when he looked down, it was already blue and purple.

These people were also very strange, in groups of threes and threes, and immediately some of them waved the stick to prevent them from approaching, and the others struck at them with a stick.

The scimitar in his hand clanged, and the force of the shock made his hand tingle.

Li Dayong looked left and right, damn, why are there so few people in his own right, and he turned his head to look at this side, and there were more people who came around than there were people here at their main entrance.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was already chaotic, and no one could shout.

can only fight, Li Dayong took a look, there are hundreds of people's weapons are messy kitchen knives and machetes or something, these people are easier to bully.

As soon as he wanted to rush over, he saw a scene that stunned him, a man with a kitchen knife was slashed by the family, and he didn't care about throwing the family to the ground, and wiped the neck of the family with a knife, and the blood was flowing all over, and then the man cut off one of the family members' ears and put it in his pocket, and then continued to rush towards the surrounding family members, regardless of the bleeding wound on his arm.

Li Dayong shuddered, and he didn't understand what was driving these people to fight like this, and how much benefit they had to give.