"Again...... Wait a minute. Abu still couldn't give up, he stomped on the ground, strode forward, and shouted at the mob: "Everyone, everyone, listen to me! Don't make any more trouble! You will be saved soon!

The mob in the camp saw the three thousand armor soldiers standing majestically beside him and the longbows in their hands from a distance, and they couldn't help but fall silent.

After a confrontation lasted only half a moment, a strong man who stood first looked at Abu, who was obviously acquainted with Abu, and they were often seen in the camp by these patients, who were often seen by the young man with a tall figure and a simple smile.

The strong man smiled sadly, and said sarcastically: "It turned out to be a little adult?

Abu was stunned, the title of "little adult", in fact, he can hear it every day, it is said that the reason for this title is because he is a student of Taixuetang, and Zhou Gongjin assigned him a lot of affairs, everyone knows that the students of Taixuetang will definitely enter the court as officials in the future, so they jokingly call him "little adult".

But at this moment, the strong man shouted this title, but how did it sound like a big irony.

The three hundred sergeants held spears in their hands, looked at the mob with a wary face, and did not dare to take a step back, Abu pushed aside the sergeant at the front, stood at the head of the queue and said: "I don't have any big reason, I just want you to know that you are making such a fuss is fruitless, if you really have any dissatisfaction, you can report it to Lord Zhou......"

"Lord Zhou?" the strong man interrupted him and sneered: "How many people have died in the past few days? Has Lord Zhou come forward? Has Lord Zhou come to see us? Heh, let me tell you, I can't escape death, but I am also a person, and I also want to die like a person! I will never be trapped in this pigsty-like ghost place by you officials!"

"Nobody treats you like pigs and dogs. Abu said hoarsely: "We have been trying to heal everyone, everyone must believe ......"

"Believe what?" the strong man took a step forward arrogantly, glaring at Abu angrily, "Do you believe that bowl of medicine that you brought over is more smelly than a pit?"

The strong man shouted behind him: "Folks, don't believe him! These officials are all in a group! While we still have the strength to resist, we rush out! When we get outside, maybe the plague god will not look for trouble with us, but will find trouble with these officials!"

The whole camp was filled with shouts that resounded through the sky, and the sergeant with the spear had an awe-inspiring face, feeling that these people were about to start rushing forward again, looking at the violent faces, some people couldn't help but take a step back.

"Get out of the way!" a loud roar came from behind the crowd, and the crowd standing in the front row hurriedly moved out of the way.

Abu's pupils shrank suddenly, and from the mob crowd, he rushed out of a trolley loaded with wet thatch......

No, that's kerosene!

Abu's eyes widened as the blazing flames rushed towards Abu like a roaring beast.

"Can't retreat!" Abu waved his hand, but where did the surrounding sergeants still listen to him? Seeing the unstoppable cart being driven straight by the mob, the three hundred sergeants at the front finally couldn't hold the spears in their hands.

In desperation, Abu closed his eyes ruthlessly and shouted to the rear, "Release the arrow!"

The hand of the three thousand armor soldiers holding the longbow has always been very steady, and at this moment they let go at the same time, like rows of black pressed birds and birds instantly rose into the air, and when they fell, it had become a deadly black rain!

The strong man in the lead was first pierced through the right eye by an arrow, although the longbow of the defenders in these places was not as good as the Mo family's hand crossbow, but it could also penetrate the person's head after it was full, and then two, three, and four...... His sturdy body suddenly turned into a defenseless arrow target, covered with countless arrows, and he could only hold a cry of pain in his throat, and when he fell, he was already an unrecognizable corpse.

Many mobs fell in this rain of arrows like flying locusts, and in just one volley, as many as 200 fell in front of Abu.

The mob hiding behind the cart was also shot by the arrow, but it did not hurt the vital point, and several people just lay on the ground, rolling and howling in pain.

The air at the entrance of the entire camp froze at this moment.

Abu was so frightened that he wanted to say something more, but a roar interrupted his thoughts.

"Folks, do you see it? The officials don't treat us as human beings at all! Now they've killed us! Fight with them! Rush!"

The cart was once again pushed up by the mob that had gone after him, and the flames on it were as unstoppable as wildfire.

Abu raised his hand, knowing that it was impossible for him to turn the situation around at this moment, so he could only say in a dumb voice: "Guard the gate! All those who resist will be killed! No one shall be allowed to escape from here!"

When he shouted the last word, he used almost all his strength.

This sentence is so similar to Zhou Gongjin's previous order.

It's like a replica.

Half of the three thousand armor soldiers bowed neatly at their sides, and at the same time pulled out the long knives at their waists and sidestepped them in front of them, forming a cold iron wall.

Soon, some of the soldiers rushed forward and kicked the cart, and several mobs holding the handles were immediately slaughtered to the ground, their eyes hollow, staring desperately at the gray sky.

A second rain of arrows followed, followed by an orderly advance of the sword-wielding warriors, blood and severed limbs flying through the entire camp, and the wailing continued, and Abu turned his back on the ground, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees and sobbed slightly.

Half an hour later, the entire camp was covered in rivers of blood and corpses.

It is said that there are 1,500 mobs, but in reality only 800 of them can be called strong men, and the rest are either women and children or dying people who are so sick that they can not even take care of themselves.

Under the advance of the 3,000 armor soldiers, these mobs who could resist with weapons were quickly crushed and killed by the neat formation of the armor soldiers, except for a few who put down their weapons and surrendered, most of them actually fought to the last moment of their lives.

Even some women, who had no combat power at all, trembled, but picked up the heavy swords that the men had dropped on the ground, and rushed into the army without hesitation, and then waited for their fate to be no different, as they were pierced through the chest by a sword, fell on their backs, and then the armorers ruthlessly trampled on her bones and continued to push forward.

Her children, who were also plagued, wept in the corner, and Abu blindfolded them, but their hearts were filled with sharp knives, and the pain was uncontrollable.

Abu knew that the reason why these mobs made this choice was not because of their strong will, and even if it was a well-trained army, not every one of them could see death as if they were at home.

They are just desperate, they have been accompanied by death for a long time, watching the people around them die one by one every day, while the spark-like light of hope that they originally relied on is dying little by little.

They would rather die, as the strong man had said, they wanted to die under the vast canopy, in a familiar place, and even though their homes had been destroyed by the floods, they still wanted to leave this place, the camp cursed by the plague god.

The mother who died tragically was just hoping to let her children escape, after all, they were still young......

"How are you. Zhang Mingqi had gauze tied around his arm, some red blood seeped out, and there were a few more blood cuts on his cheeks, but compared to the soldiers who had died in the camp, he was lucky enough.

He was one of the besieged defenders.

Abu felt the child in his arms biting his arm with his teeth, like two young jackals, their eyes full of hatred, and they saw him as nothing more than a murderer of their loved ones......

He endured the pain, and instead of taking his arm away, he felt a little reassured, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die. Zhang Mingqi twitched the corners of his mouth, and touched the mouth on his face with his fingertips, "Thinking about it, this seems to be my first time being stabbed, it really hurts." ”

Abu pulled out an ugly smile, "That's because you used to be too good, I was bitten by a wolf when I was five years old." ”

Abu summoned a sergeant to him, handed over a pair of children in his arms, and said, "Gather all the children who have no father and mother, and send someone to take care of them." ”

The armor had just recovered from the killing, and at this moment his eyes were bloodshot, but his face was covered, and he couldn't tell if his expression was as heavy as Abu's.

He nodded, bent down and picked up the two children, the older one immediately starting to punch his helmet hard.

The child's soft fist was cut by the sharp point on the helmet, and he was bleeding, but he kept tapping, crying and shouting as he struck: "I want my mother!

Abu sat down a little weakly against the pyre beside him, and Zhang Mingqi sat with him.

He knew that Abu must not be having a good time, but he was too.

These people didn't have to bear this, even if they were small ants, they should have their own share of peace and joy, if it weren't for his father's gang who did the destruction of the embankment and flooding the fields......

"Don't overthink it. Zhang Mingqi reached out and pressed Abu's shoulder, "You just did what you did." ”

Abu's expression was gloomy: "I know, but it's ......"

"Actually, I've been thinking about one thing. Zhang Mingqi said suddenly.

Abu was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Mingqi opened his mouth, and finally just smiled helplessly: "I originally wanted to say it in a joking tone, but you are so serious, I don't think it's good to say it." ”

Abu smiled, but it was more ugly than crying: "Actually...... I know what you're trying to say, you want to take the blame on yourself, right?"

Zhang Mingqi's heart tightened, looked at him and said, "You, how can you see it?"

"Just know...... After all, it's like those two words are written on your face. ”

"What word?"

"I'm sorry. Abu looked down and laughed.

Zhang Mingqi was stunned for a moment, then patted his thigh and laughed: "I'm sorry for three words......"

Both laughed.

Laughing until I almost vomited.

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