Fu Song

Chapter 290 Chaos (1)

Quan Wudi, the deputy commander of the Divine Guard, was riding on the horse, shivering uncontrollably. He had already wrapped himself tightly enough, and the mink fur he bought this year could not stop the cold wind from creeping in through the gaps. Every pore is desperately absorbing the cold air.

He didn't even wear armor.

Wearing cold and heavy armor in such a weather is really uncomfortable.

Moreover, in the past month, he seemed to have gained nearly ten catties again. He didn't know if he could wear the armor that was remade just last year, so he just didn't bother to wear it.

If it weren't for the strict order from above, he wouldn't be bothered to come out and suffer this living crime!

It's a pity, he is only the deputy commander, above him, there is also the commander, and there is also the commander!

That son of a bitch Xu Tai, relying on his own seniority, squeezed himself to death, and he didn't know where he offended him?Could it be that the last time he celebrated his concubine's birthday, the gift he gave wasn't heavy enough?

I heard that another deputy commander made Yang Kaitai give away a whole [-] guan.

Damn, wasn't he suffering from famine during those days and couldn't move his hands?I haven't given less in the past, so why toss myself so much?
On a very cold day, they said that they would reinforce the Nancheng Arsenal, and they said that there were gangsters intending to attack the Arsenal and seize weapons.Ask again, and don't say anything.It was just an order to die. Before the second watch, he personally led a battalion to the arsenal in Nancheng to strengthen the guards there.

In Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, who wants to attack the arsenal with death?Is this trying to implicate the nine clans?
All Invincible Chirp sneezed again.

This is to toss yourself.

Three thousand people filled the wide street, the armor pages collided and rattled, and all the soldiers were timid. They are not like Invincible. They can say countless reasons for not being neatly dressed. armed.

But it is impossible to put on a thick padded jacket when wearing armor. In such a season, walking in the snow and ice is really uncomfortable.

How have the soldiers in Bianliang ever suffered such a crime?

Complaints were whispered through the ranks.

Quan Wudi heard it, but he didn't want to care about it. He even wanted to tell the soldiers that it's none of my business, it's the commander playing the devil!
Let the soldiers at the bottom hate Xu Tai, and they will inevitably gossip around at that time. No one knows if there is someone behind them, maybe a gentry with all-hands and eyes, or some A censor who is neither high nor powerful, in short, if he can get in front of the officials, Xu Tai can't bear to walk around, and then he will make a mess of his face, wouldn't it be great?
The noisy voice grew louder, but Quan Wudi felt more relaxed in his heart.

Xu Tai, the son of a bitch, is messing with himself in different ways!
Quan Wudi on the horse cursed.

However, Xu Tai said that the first rank of officials crushed people to death, and the second watch drum sounded, and the people were not in place, so he turned around and took off his clothes and sent him to the prison for food.

He waved his hand and gave the war horse under his crotch a whip. This dead horse was probably afraid of the cold, and walked lazily, without care at all.

It was at this time that Quan Wudi suddenly saw an extra person at the intersection of the three-way road ahead.

He could see clearly because above the T-junction in front was the Dingjia Restaurant, one of the seventy main stores in Bianliang. The row of exhaust dead wind lamps illuminated the intersection clearly.

There are two roads in front of Ding's restaurant, one on the left and one on the right, and the one on the left leads to the arsenal in the south of the city.

Standing alone in the snowstorm.

Quan Wudi's pupils shrank. The man was wearing a half body armor, with a long knife on his back. The red silk on the knife was fluttering in the wind. His head was wrapped in a cloth handkerchief, and he stood there brazenly with his arms folded.

This person is completely invincible.

Wang Zhu.

The guy who once led twenty-five people to pick up more than one hundred Dingwu Army of the Fourth Army.

Quan Wudi couldn't believe his eyes.

Because he saw the guy on the opposite side pull out the horizontal knife on his back with his backhand, and after twisting the red silk on the knife several times in the palm of his hand, he held the handle of the knife tightly, pointing at the whole world as the blade pointed. invincible.

"Surrender or die?"

Wang Zhu took a big step forward.

Quan Wudi really wanted to laugh, because there were [-] people behind him.

On the other side, there is only one!
What stimulated this person, is he crazy?

"Go to some people and drive away this lunatic!" Quan Wudi waved his hand, a little bored.

Several soldiers from behind rode their horses and rushed over.

Even if the other party is a lunatic, he is still a famous lunatic.

Moreover, a person who dares to stand up for his subordinates and dare to bear all the crimes is quite respected in the Bianliang army. When mentioning Wang Zhu, everyone still gives a thumbs up and shouts: "Hero!"

"Wang Yazheng, get out of the way!" Someone shouted while rushing upwards.

Wang Zhu smiled and stepped forward.

But at the moment he stepped up, the sound of rumbling footsteps came from the streets on the left and right.

Groups of men with black leather heads and horizontal knives appeared behind Wang Zhu.

"Kill!" Wang Zhu rushed forward with two swords in his hands.

When approaching the opponent, he suddenly slid and knelt down, and a long imprint was drawn on the snow, and then the galloping horse neighed miserably, and the knight on the horse fell off the horse with a thud, and the horse's hoof was cut off.

Wang Zhu jumped up, ignoring the soldiers who fell on the ground, and rushed towards Quan Wudi, dragging his knife. The knife dragged on the snow, leaving a trail of blood.

All invincible was shocked.

On the streets on the left and right, I don't know how many men with black cloth heads rushing forward, and the piercing shouts of killing made people's expressions change.

Seeing the menacing Wang Zhu, Quan Wudi made a move that surprised everyone.

He turned around on his horse and was about to run.

However, the street is so fast, behind him are rows of soldiers, can he run?
Wang Zhu was also very surprised.

The astonishment even made him stunned for a moment before he could react.

He thought All Invincible would rush at him.

When the road meets, the brave wins.

Now the two armies are crowded on this street, and whoever wants to retreat will lose.

Quan Wudi, as the dignified deputy commander, will not be ignorant of this truth.

Even if he doesn't rush towards him, he should order the soldiers behind him to quickly line up and prepare to fight.

None of the plans Wang Zhu had planned in his mind had a chance to be implemented.

Because after a moment of astonishment, he jumped up, dragged the knife, and landed on the back of Quan Wudi's horse, and the bloody knife lay horizontally on Quan Wudi's neck.

Quan Wudi rode his horse and wanted to run, but he wasted the opportunity of his subordinates to rescue him. Wang Zhu left such a big gap in his back. Warrior?
"Death or surrender?" With a slight force on his hand, the blade had already been embedded into Quan Wudi's neck, and Wang Zhu was a little surprised that no blood flowed out at the first stroke. Blood finally oozed out.

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Wang Zhu thought in his heart.

"Surrender, surrender, Grandpa Wang, don't kill me!" Quan Wudi yelled at the top of his voice.

There was a deathly silence on the street.

Not only Quan Wudi's subordinates, but even the people brought by Wang Zhu were dumbfounded.

"They are rebels. They cannot surrender. If they surrender, the whole family will be imprisoned!" Someone in the long line suddenly yelled loudly. Wang Zhu was furious. When he looked up, that person was covered by densely packed soldiers. among.

"Liao Jing, you son of a bitch, do you want me to die?" Before Wang Zhu could speak, Quan Wudi yelled loudly.

"Quite invincible, if you want to die, you will die. If we surrender to these people, it will be a rebellion. Not only will we die, but our parents, mothers, aunts and children will also be implicated. Brothers, kill them all to get rid of the crime! "

The street that had been silent for a moment suddenly boiled like a boiling soup pot.

The soldiers of the Divine Guard raised their knives and guns.

They are guards and pro-army, and their families are begging for a living in Bianliang. If they surrender to thieves, their families will be implicated. Rebellion is a serious crime that will implicate the entire family.

"Fuck them to death!" I don't know how many people roared.

The two teams finally came together.

At the moment of chaos, Wang Zhu threw Quan Wudi off his horse.Then he rode on the opponent's war horse and rushed forward.

Quan Wudi's war horse is quite a horse. Of course, if the horse is not good, he can't afford Quan Wudi's big fat man.

The sound of killing, the clash of weapons, and the screams all resounded on the street.

On both sides of the street, I don't know how many pairs of eyes watched this scene on the crack of the door, and then quickly found more things, and firmly resisted the door.

People in Bianliang never thought that they would see such a scene in their lifetime.

The war happened right under their noses.

Quan Wudi did not rush to the Nancheng Arsenal, so the Nancheng Arsenal fell without any suspense.After one of the guard soldiers had his head cut off with a knife, they obediently handed over the keys to the arsenal one by one, and then consciously crouched in the corner holding their heads.

They watched the carriages approach one after another, and all kinds of weapons and armor in the arsenal were loaded onto the carriages, and then hurried away.There were a total of ten eight-ox crossbows in the arsenal, and these people removed four of them.

Only when attacking or defending a city would such a large object be used. What these rebels wanted to do, even the trembling defenders with their heads in their hands understood.

After all, everyone is from the roots of the imperial city, such a thing is still conceivable.

Liao Jing's judgment was very accurate, and his decision was very bold. His own military strength was also quite good, but unfortunately, his subordinates were not as up-to-date.

Xueyong, who was worried about being implicated and hurt his family at first, quickly collapsed before the terrifying casualties after the battle between the two sides.

It's not that they are really bad. In fact, the quality of the soldiers of the Fourth Army is really not bad. What they are bad is just the experience and the psychological endurance of seeing such a scene.

The frontier army is too accustomed to such scenes.

A man has been disembowelled, with intestines spilling all over the floor, they will run on these intestines without feeling, their heads are smashed, brains are splattered in their faces, and most of them are wiped at best. The face will continue to move forward, and a few will even stick out their tongues to taste the saltiness.

If you have to kill a lot, you will not take your own life, and of course, you will not take other people's lives.

These people come with hatred.

The hatred of these people was nourished even stronger in Bianliang.

At this moment, when the sacred majesty of the imperial city faded in their hearts, when the knife in their hands killed the first person, everything was different.

Liao Jing escaped, and there were less than five hundred people who could escape with him.

Of the entire team of [-] people, no more than [-] to [-] people were killed in the street at most, and the others, at this moment, became prisoners.

They were regarded as coolies by Wang Zhu, rushed to the arsenal in Nancheng, and then became laborers carrying weapons.

Outside the city, Qin Min took a deep breath and looked behind him. There were five hundred people, but only fifty horses.

These fifty war horses are all from King Jing's Mansion.

Ordinary people simply cannot afford war horses.

But now in front of their eyes is a horse farm of the Dragon Guard Army, where thousands of war horses are raised.Today he must get these horses. In Bianliang City, the Dragon Guards and the Japanese army are all cavalry. Without horses, there is not much chance of winning when they meet them.

There are soldiers and grooms in the racecourse, but they are only in their early three hundred.

As the gate of the racecourse was opened from the inside without a sound, Qin Min put his legs under his horse, whistled, and galloped to the inside. Behind him, forty-nine cavalry followed closely.In the end, more than five hundred soldiers followed closely.

Not long after a stick of incense, Qin Min reappeared at the gate of the racecourse, but this time, the number of cavalry behind him had become [-], and almost everyone had one man and two horses.

Qin Min's eyes were a little moist. Suddenly, he seemed to feel that he had returned to the Hebei battlefield. He was leading his subordinates to charge towards the Liao people.

But the majestic city of Bianliang City broke his imagination.

In the north of Hebei, there has never been such a majestic city!This place was originally Qin Min's pride, a place where he was willing to throw his head and blood, but now, he just wants to wave the long knife in his hand, clean up the garbage inside, and make this world a better place The heaven and earth, a peaceful world.

With the sound of hooves, the cavalry rushed towards the city.

The gate of the south city, which was supposed to be closed, was now wide open to the cavalry in the darkness.

In Bianliang City, a bell rang.

One sound after another, starting from the south city, along the city wall, all the way to the inside.

The whole Bianliang was awakened.

Countless people rushed out from their homes, listening to the bell.

The bell rang very urgently.

One sound after another, as if being chased by something.

Ordinary people didn't understand what was going on, but those with a little knowledge were shocked, because this was the warning bell.

Bianliang, what happened?

The riots originating from Nancheng had just happened, and people in other places didn't notice it at all.

(End of this chapter)