Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 58 Aokigawa

Qingmuchuan, an important town in the west of Nanchuan Province.

This prosperous century-old town has become depressed due to the severe drought in the dynasty, the increase of bandits and the uneven road surface.

The smoke and dust blown up by the strong wind on the street caused the few pedestrians to cover their eyes with their sleeves and hurry.

The cloth banners hanging from the inn were whirring, and Xiaoer, who had no business, was sitting in front of the store with his head bowed, staring at the empty avenue in a daze.

From time to time, dynasty cavalry on fast horses galloped down the street with loud shouts, their red cloaks raised high, arrogant and domineering, causing shopkeepers to curse inwardly. How could it be worse.

Due to the increasing number of refugees in various places, a large number of troops have been stationed in important towns such as Qingmuchuan, firstly to stop the refugees from moving around, and secondly to deter the lawless people around.

However, in the eyes of the aborigines of Qingmu River, the dynasty suffered a severe drought, and bandits and bandits did not attack. On the contrary, these dynasty soldiers came in wave after wave, and they made the whole Qingmu River into a miasma.

"Shopkeeper! The best Zhuyeqing come to ten altars first!" In the lobby of Fulai Restaurant, more than a dozen disheveled soldiers of the dynasty poured in, shouting loudly at the dozing shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper cursed inwardly: How come these villains who eat and drink for nothing are drunk to death!
However, his face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly went up to greet him and said politely: "Master Liu Jun, our shop is small, let's see if you can pass the accounts from the previous few times today..."

"Boom!" Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was punched heavily in the face, staggered and fell to the ground.

A soldier from the dynasty with a full face kicked a bench away, and roared angrily: "The labor and management think highly of you when they bring brothers to you for a drink, and you still want to collect money. Are you tired of living?" , Believe it or not, I will demolish your shabby shop!"

The shopkeeper, covering his face, stood up with Xiao Er's support, seeing these vicious soldiers, he thought to himself: It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Master Jun, calm down, calm down, that's not what I mean..." The shopkeeper quickly apologized, if the shop was really demolished, then he would have no way out.

Wang Chaobing stared fiercely: "Then why don't you serve the wine quickly! Are you waiting for us to demolish the store?!"

"Little Er, go quickly, serve the wine, serve the wine."

Soon, more than a dozen altars of good Zhuyeqing were disassembled, and accompanied by the aroma of wine, more than a dozen women began to drink and punch loudly, tables and benches were left everywhere, and the entire lobby of the restaurant was in a mess.

The shopkeeper stood behind the counter, watching a group of prostitutes making a scene in his restaurant, and shook his head helplessly.

The rude soldier threw the unfinished wine jug on the ground, and the pottery shattered all over the floor, making the shopkeeper feel distressed.

"Serve! Serve!" ** shouted impatiently at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper nodded to the waiter, and the waiter in the store walked towards the back kitchen with his shoulders on his shoulders. He would curse at these hard-to-serve soldiers, so the waiters hid far away.

Seeing this appearance, the shopkeeper was already thinking about whether to sell the restaurant in a few days, go back to the countryside by himself, and come out when the situation stabilizes.

But seeing this huge restaurant, the shopkeeper still felt a little bit reluctant, after all, this was his life's painstaking effort.

"Help, help..." At this moment, on the street outside the restaurant, several young women were running away in panic.

More than a dozen fierce dynasty cavalrymen were chasing after them with grimaces, and their whips were pulled out from time to time, making the sound of piercing the air.

"What a crime..." The shopkeeper shook his head.

Soon those women were chased by grinning cavalrymen, knocked to the ground by the horsewhip, and their screams echoed in the street. Seeing the scene on the street, the Dynasty soldiers who were drinking in the restaurant whistled loudly , the atmosphere is more enthusiastic.

Soon, the cavalry dismounted and threw several women to the ground. With the sound of clothes being torn, the women let out a shrill scream, which was accompanied by a desperate roar.

"Don't go out!" The shopkeeper blocked the angry waiter. The shopkeeper knew that if he went out, there would be only one result and that would be a dead end. For these dynasty soldiers, the shopkeeper was completely desperate.

Half an hour later, those women were dying, lying naked on the street with their hair disheveled, their eyes glazed over, and even their screaming stopped.

"Hahaha, have a good day!" The fierce cavalrymen climbed up from the woman contentedly, laughed at each other, and walked towards the horses, preparing to leave.

"I'll fight with you!!" With her innocence tarnished on the street, a woman seemed to have gone crazy. She suddenly got up from the ground screaming, and threw her teeth and claws at the cavalry who were about to leave.

"Looking for death!" Seeing the woman rushing towards him, a cavalryman grimaced and pulled out the saber from his waist.

Pooh!The sharp saber easily pierced the woman's chest, and the bloody knife tip emerged from the woman's back. Following the cavalry kick on the woman's chest, the woman rolled and fell to the ground, and the saber was pulled out, bringing out a stream of blood.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper's eyes were shattered, and the fingertips under the counter were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood.

After the woman rolled on the ground, she struggled for a moment, turned her head to the side, lost her life, and turned into a cold corpse.

Seemingly stimulated, the rest of the women cried and rushed towards the dead woman. They raised their heads to look at the murderous cavalry, their eyes filled with hatred.

Several cavalrymen looked at each other and drew out their sabers. With several screams, several women fell into a pool of blood.

"What are you looking at! Be careful to dig out your eyes!" A cavalryman exuding a fierce look suddenly turned his head and yelled at the shopkeeper, who immediately lowered his head.

After several cavalrymen rode away, when the shopkeeper raised his head again, his eyes were full of hatred, because these women were all known to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, he greeted the waiter, whispered a few words, the waiter's eyes were filled with astonishment, and finally he turned and went into the back kitchen...

"Mr. Jun, in order to thank you for stopping the rogues, this is the lamb leg that my shopkeeper asked me to roast for you. Try it, it tastes good." The two waiters carried the roasted golden leg of lamb to drink. Those who are in full swing.

"Okay, okay!" The soldiers happily pulled out the daggers in their combat boots, and began to cut meat on the leg of lamb, mouthfuls of oil dripped from their food.

"Eat you to death!" The shop clerk cursed secretly with a look of hatred in his eyes.

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Two hours later, the outside of the restaurant was already full of heavily armed Dynasty soldiers. The corpses of more than a dozen Dynasty soldiers inside the restaurant were already cold. They were all foaming at the mouth, obviously poisoned to death.

The leader of the thousand men shouted: "Catch the murderer for me, I will scratch him alive!"

Soon, the dynasty cavalry came out and chased towards the provincial road.

But at this moment, the waiter who poisoned the store and the shopkeeper had already left Qingmu River for more than ten miles, and fled towards the west.

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, look!" Suddenly the waiter in the shop pointed in front of him and shouted in horror.

On the provincial highway ahead, smoke and dust billowed, a large number of troops were marching in, and a black battle flag fluttered in the wind, heading towards them.

The shopkeeper's legs softened in fright: "Quick! Run back!" As he said that, he ran towards the direction of Qingmuchuan.

"Drive! Drive!" Several cavalrymen in black armor had already spotted the shopkeeper, and they galloped up to catch up...

(End of this chapter)