Iron Age

Liu Ziguang entered the city from the south gate. The meeting building was located in the city, and the city was in chaos. Rebels with white cloth strips wrapped around their arms were attacking important departments, and some unidentified, sturdy people were holding sharp knives. Fires were set everywhere, and the workers and their families of the iron factory were scared and hid everywhere. The small stalls selling flower cloth, snacks, toys, and jewelry that had been set up on the streets of the city were trampled to pieces.There was crying and shouting all around, and black smoke billowed.

Liu Ziguang galloped among the crowd, whoever stopped in front of him would immediately cut him down with a knife, suddenly a familiar figure appeared out of the corner of his eye, it was Ding Libin, the accountant's little follower.

At this moment, Ding Libin was being pinned to the ground by two iron guards, one of them cut his hands behind his back, the other pulled his hair, the bundled hair was pulled into a straight line, and another guy was gesturing at Ding Libin's face with a steel knife. neck, the poor boy was pale and colorless.

"Second Zhao, cut the knife quickly, don't splash me with blood." said Tie Wei, who was pulling Ding Libin's braid.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, kill people and go back to guard the account room!" Zhao Laoer said while raising the steel knife high.

Before he could strike with the steel knife, Zhao Laoer was pierced through the chest by a flying knife. The knife was inserted from the back, but before reaching the handle, a long section of the knife protruded from his chest.The body fell to the ground with a crash, and the other two hurriedly let go of Ding Libin and grabbed the spear leaning against the wall. Before they could touch the barrel of the gun, they were caught by Liu Ziguang who flew over.

Liu Ziguang grabbed the backs of the two men's necks and bumped them hard. The two heads collided, and the head wearing the helmet deformed immediately.

Ding Libin, who survived the catastrophe, saw that the savior was Liu Ziguang, and shouted: "Manager Liu, I know you were wronged. I heard the secret conversation between Ren Dafeng and Prime Minister Ding. They guarded themselves and framed you, so they want to kill me." Silence."

"Damn, not only did I bear the murder of Dongxiang, but I was also framed by the accountant for stealing the treasury. This account has also been recorded, and we will calculate it together later."

"Manager Liu, I can testify for you, you have to save me." Ding Libin finally caught the straw.

What is not proved, from now on, I will prove everything with my fists and blades, but this young man deserves my appreciation, and it is a loss to die in the city in chaos, so it is better to take it with me.

Picking up the waist knife from the dead man and hanging it on Ding Libin's belt, he grabbed the long gun leaning against the wall and put it in his hand. He also took a long gun himself, hung the waist knife, and the two armed men ran towards the center of the city. go.

The location to the west of the city is the slave camp, and the heavily guarded camp is now in chaos.The gates of several slave houses were knocked open, and unarmed slaves rushed out in the chaos, trying to snatch the weapons of the guards, but a large area was shot down by the guards' crossbows, and the guards blocked the rest with huge iron bars as gate bars. The slave house has not been broken down, but the sound of slaves shouting and banging on the door can still be heard from a long distance away.There were few guards, fearing that the slaves would rush out and mess up the situation, they began to set fire to the slave house. In the dry winter, the flames quickly rose, and the smoke went straight into the sky.

Liu Ziguang, who saw this scene from a distance, could not help but stop. His fellow slave brothers were being slaughtered and burned.

"Miss, I can't save you." Liu Ziguang said silently in the direction of the meeting building.

"Go, follow me closely and don't leave." Liu Ziguang yelled at Ding Libin, raised his spear and strode towards the slave camp that imprisoned him, enslaved him, oppressed him, and tortured him for a year.

Director Wang of the slave camp is one of Yu Hualong's confidantes. The main task of this uprising is to guard the slave camp and avoid bombing the camp. The slaves will still be useful in the future, so they cannot be massacred unless it is absolutely necessary.These slaves who had premeditated suicide finally seized the opportunity today, trying to rush out of the camp and escape from the sky. Fortunately, Director Wang made a decisive decision and ordered to shoot and kill, so the momentum was temporarily stopped, but all the slaves in the slave house were knocking on the door Let these guys who have been imprisoned for a long time rush out, the iron factory will become more chaotic, so Director Wang ordered to set fire to burn the five thousand slaves to death in the slave house.

The iron guards loyal to the eldest lady were divided and surrounded by the rebels, unable to take care of themselves, so the slave camp only needed to face internal pressure. Three hundred guards with crossbows and spears were vigilantly monitoring the slave house in the flames. When someone appeared, they fired crossbow arrows to kill them, but the defense outside the camp was only a few dozens of people.

The guards in front of the gate of the camp saw two men with weapons rushing towards them, and there was no white towel on their arms, so they fired their crossbows without questioning them.

The guards used the old-fashioned Zhuge Liannu. Every time the mechanism was pulled, an iron arrow could be shot. Dozens of Liannu fired together, and the iron arrows flew towards the two like locusts. The arrows flew away, but Ding Libin was unharmed by hiding behind Liu Ziguang.The guards looked ferocious, and after shooting their arrows, they frantically loaded the crossbow and called for reinforcements. Liu Ziguang had already approached the gate of the camp. The heavy iron gate usually required four people to push it open. Liu Ziguang didn't intend to He broke in through the door, because a wall of this height was nothing to him. He threw his spear with all his strength and stuck it on the wall. Holding Ding Libin's collar in one hand, he took two quick steps and flew up, stepping on the barrel of the gun. On the wall, with a jump, it landed firmly on the wall. On the inner side of the wall is a shelf that can stand people. The guards standing on the shelf were terrified when they saw Liu Ziguang's bravery. Liu Ziguang took the spear from Ding Libin's hand , with thorns and picks, five or six guards were beaten down and fell to pieces, and the rest scattered and fled down the wall.

Liu Ziguang chased down the wall, and met the guards of the brigade who came to support him. The guards formed a fan, and the spears stabbed out neatly. The guards, like a gust of wind, flew into the sky with twenty or thirty spears. The guards without weapons turned around and fled. Liu Ziguang followed closely, and the iron leaves of their armor were flying all over the sky with his spear.After all, Ding Libin is a young man at heart. When he saw the boss he was following driving away the guards majesticly like ducks, he couldn't help but smile. He drew out his waist knife and followed the fox's prestige, slashing in the air, saying "I will kill, I will kill."

The guards retreated hastily, but they turned around and came back under the urging of the brigade led by Director Wang. There were only 100 guards in total. This time, more than [-] people surrounded them. No matter how fierce the general is, they cannot hold so many People's siege, spears, long knives and shields, and crossbows greeted Liu Ziguang in turn.

Seeing the fire in the slave house spreading, Liu Ziguang became anxious and shot out, stringing the three guards into candied haws. All the guards were invincible, and he took advantage of the opportunity to snatch him to the front of the No. The sound, the big iron bolt on the door did not deform under the impact, Liu Ziguang hurriedly lifted the bolt, turned around and smashed it at the guard who was trying to attack him from behind, the bolt that could only be lifted by four people knocked down a group of guards, and then, the door Suddenly there was a loud noise and they fell to the ground. A group of slaves with sparks on their bodies couldn't hold back their footsteps and rolled over beside the gate. The thick man at the head saw Liu Ziguang and shouted in surprise: "Fourth brother, it's you!" It was Zhamu and.Anthony and Duncan rushed out with all the slaves, all of them covered their faces with cloth strips that smelled of urine.

"Fourth brother, I knew you would come." Anthony said, throwing down the wet cloth covering his face. If he hadn't thought of covering his mouth and nose with a cloth soaked in urine, he might have been suffocated to death before being burned.

"Come on, this is not a place to talk." Liu Ziguang said hurriedly, tore off the waist knife and handed it to Anthony. As he spoke, arrows from the guards shot at him, and all the slaves fell to the ground.

Zhamuhe leaned over to pick up the bow and arrow from the dead guard, stretched the bow and set the arrow, and put three feathered arrows in his right hand. The three arrows were cleared, and the crossbowmen of the three guards on the opposite side fell to the ground, and the slaves picked up the arrows on the ground one after another. Weapons, those with bows and crossbows shot at the guards, and those with spears and knives prepared to form a team to rush outside the camp.

"Hurry up and open the gates of the other slave houses, so that we can rush together to have hope." Liu Ziguang shouted, "Someone has already been dispatched." Zhamuhe replied while shooting arrows. He got the bow and arrow again, and the arrow was worthwhile. , worthy of the title of "Zhebie".Liu Ziguang raised his eyes and saw Duncan holding a long knife and shield, leading a group of slaves with big arms and waists, rushing to other slave houses.

Director Wang discovered Duncan's plan and ordered the crossbowmen to shoot at the slaves who had already run to the door of the B-brand slave house. A shower of arrows passed, and the unprotected slaves on the open ground fell to the ground. Fortunately, Duncan used a shield to protect himself. He didn't hit the arrow, but he was firmly suppressed.

Liu Ziguang was furious, and swung his long knife to kill the crossbowmen. The crossbowmen hurriedly shot arrows to stop him, but he swung the long knife and swatted away the arrows like flying flies. Overcoming Liu Ziguang's ferocity, he turned around and left, and a spearman came to resist him.

Taking advantage of this gap, Duncan jumped up and pushed down the latch on the door of the No. B slave house. There was another bang, and a group of burnt-out and smoky slaves ran out coughing desperately while crawling.

Duncan led people to rush to open the doors of other slave houses. Some of the slave houses that caught fire first were engulfed by raging flames. He barely pushed down the latch and opened the door. Fresh air from outside poured in, and high flames sprang up again. , a high pile of charred corpses had been piled up at the door, most of them were intact, obviously smoked to death.A smell of burnt protein wafts through the air.

The slaves who escaped from the cage were suppressed by the arrow feathers from all directions. Some people were shot to the ground constantly, and the wailing sounded loudly. The slaves searched for concealed objects and weapons everywhere. shield.Kitchen knives, rolling pins, and large shovels for frying large pots of vegetables were all searched for weapons, and slaves who were closer to the tool room broke open the door and rushed in, picked up axes, picks, hammers, and iron cones, Wicker hat and bamboo basket.The slaves were all prisoners of war, at least they had been on the battlefield with real knives and guns. Seeing that freedom was about to be realized, and they had iron guys in their hands, they began to gather in Daying Square, ready to force their way through the gate.

Liu Ziguang also retreated back and stood together with his three older brothers. The slaves were all soldiers. At this time, they spontaneously lined up in battle formation according to the system of the slave brigade. Those with weapons stood in the front row, and the unarmed and injured stood In the back row, there were slaves with high prestige who had been low-ranking officers shouting loudly to command the teams.

Seeing thousands of slaves forming an array in the open space and about to rush over, Director Wang's eyes turned red. If these thousands of beasts were released, the lives would be ruined, and his own head would definitely be lost. "Get on the crossbow!" he shouted sharply.

A team of guards pushed out two large shooting machines with wheels from the house next to the gate of the camp. Two soldiers sat on both sides of the machines and stepped on the pedals at the same time to pull the powerful bowstring. Another soldier held a short spear on one side. The same arrows are put into the shooting slide, and the bow string is constantly tightened under the drive of the chain. When the stroke reaches the end, it will automatically bounce back, and the wooden and iron-tipped arrows, which are thicker and heavier than ordinary arrows, are fired continuously. Going out, the arrows like shortened spears whistled and shot towards the place where the slaves gathered.

Like boiling water splashing snow, powerful arrows were everywhere, and the crowd was pierced into a flesh-and-blood alleyway. The brick wall collapsed, and the battle formation of the slaves was quickly disrupted, stepping on the corpses to dodge the shooting direction of the crossbow.

"Quickly, pull out the table in the dining hall!" Liu Ziguang shouted.

Anthony understood immediately, and called his team to run into the dining hall. While the fire was still small, he dragged out a few long tables for eating and put them in front of them. The slaves of other teams followed suit and used the dining tables made of thick wood as shields. , although it is just better than nothing, it is also much stronger than resisting with flesh and blood.

Seeing the chaotic formation of the opponent, Director Wang ordered decisively, "Form the formation!" The remaining guards quickly formed a square formation, with spearmen in front, sword and shield hands behind, and archers standing on the shelves of the wall to continue fighting. For archery, two crossbows were pushed to both sides of the phalanx for fire suppression.

"Forward" Director Wang gave an order, and the phalanx began to move forward, with swords and guns shining, and firm steps. Although there were only a few hundred people, there was still an aura that oppressed the slaves.

Behind was the burnt slave house, raging fire, and in front of it was a forest of knives, mountains and guns. The slaves who lacked weapons began to panic.

"There are few guards and there are many of us, so we have to charge hard." Liu Ziguang said to the people next to him.Although the slaves had some combat experience, they lacked a unified command and needed someone to take the lead.

Liu Ziguang jumped up from behind the table, stood on the table and shouted: "If you advance, you will live, if you retreat, you will die. Come on, brothers!" After speaking, he raised his long knife and rushed to the guard square alone.

Fearing that Liu Ziguang might make a mistake, Zha Muhe hurriedly stood up and fired a few arrows, picked up a longbow and followed closely behind. Anthony and Duncan also picked up weapons, not to be outdone. The four shouted and charged. Thousands of slaves also understood the truth that if they didn't rush out, they would fall short. Seeing 9527 and a group of fierce men charging forward without hesitation, the crowd erupted.

"It's dead anyway, I want to pull a back."

"The members of the second brigade are not cowards, come on, brothers."

"Isn't it just a life, I'm going to risk it!"

The slaves were excited, and they picked up the crossbow arrows they had shot as weapons, jumped over the long table, and rushed towards the guard square. Thousands of slaves rolled over like black clouds.