Chapter 43: Attacking Anfeng, why not let the dead relatives rest in peace? (Votes requested)

Anfeng City.

The scorching sun continued to shine, and the atmosphere in the whole city was particularly depressing.

Although Anfeng City and Lian'an City are both small cities, because there are no wealthy people in Anfeng City, the number of refugees in the city is far less than that in Lian'an City.

There are only about a thousand people.

In the shadows on both sides of the street, refugees one after another were hiding in the corners, staring blankly at the county government office, waiting for the miracle in their hearts.

Suddenly, the door of the county government office was pushed open.

Soon after, a group of yamen runners came out of the county government office, tying up several men, each holding a machete in his hand.

Looking at the refugees in the shadows on both sides, everyone's face was full of disgust.

Not long after, Captain Fang slowly walked out of the county government office. He glanced at the refugees with a cold gaze and shouted, "These people are plotting rebellion and should be executed!"

There was no discussion and no so-called rules.

As the captain of the police spoke, he picked up a machete and chopped at the man next to him.

puff!

The head fell to the ground instantly!

The man's body immediately fell to the ground and there was no response at all.

After seeing this scene, the other yamen runners no longer hesitated and formed a group of three. Two of them carried the refugees, and one directly picked up a machete!

The faces of those refugees were filled with despair.

But one of the men seemed to be desperate and shouted loudly:
"Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?"

The roar sounded like thunder on both sides of the street.

Suddenly, a hint of clarity appeared in the eyes of the trapped refugees.

Then, another shout was heard.

"I am sick of the inequality between the rich and the poor, and now I will make it equal for you!!!"

This is the slogan they have heard in recent days. It is said that it was said by an immortal. In the past, they could not fully understand the full meaning of this slogan.

He just wanted to emulate that immortal and lead his men to break into the county government office and have a good meal.

But they were not immortals after all and could not get everyone to follow them, so they failed.

But to say they are wrong, they don't think so!

Shouts continued to ring out, and the tied children one after another were using shouts to vent their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Seeing this scene before them, the refugees in the shadows on both sides seemed to be somewhat moved, and many of them had red eyes, but looking at the machetes in the hands of the yamen runners, they finally did not dare to act.

"Do it!!" Anger suddenly flashed across Captain Fang's face and he yelled immediately.

But at this moment, a yamen runner ran over from a distance with an anxious face!
"Boss! Boss!"

As he ran, he shouted loudly: "There are refugees outside the city killing us!"

Instantly, Captain Fang's expression changed. He quickly stepped forward and asked sternly, "What?"

"Someone is attacking the city!" The guard said in a trembling voice, his face full of fear: "A lot of people!"

Hearing this, Captain Fang's expression suddenly changed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the group of yamen runners: "Get started!"

"Then immediately gather the brothers to follow me to defend the city!!!"

As he spoke, he hurried towards the city gate.

The group of yamen runners no longer hesitated and immediately attacked the trapped refugees.

In an instant, heads fell to the ground one after another.

The blood splattered until it formed small pools on the ground.

Their expressions did not change at all. They did not even look at the bodies of those people. They immediately followed Captain Fang towards the city gate.

Soon, there was no sound in front of the entire county government office.

But, I don't know why.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the refugees who had come for the corpses surprisingly did not move.

Everyone's expression has changed significantly, from expressionless at the beginning to struggling now.

"Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different species?" "I am sick of the inequality between the rich and the poor, and now I will make it equal for you!"

These two sentences seemed like a demon, constantly lingering in their minds.
At the same time, outside the city.

A group of frenzied refugees, under the command of Lin Zhongyun, are attacking the gate of Anfeng City with all their might.

Naturally, they could not have professional siege equipment such as battering rams.

But without the battering ram, wouldn't the tree be the same?
What Cangzhou lacks the most nowadays is the big trees that have been eaten away by the refugees and have died!

It might be impossible for such a big tree to knock down the gate of an important town like Wan County.

But don’t forget that Anfeng County and Lian’an City are just small towns!
This kind of small town usually doesn't even have officers and soldiers, let alone a city gate?
"Brothers! The first one to break through the city will be the sergeant!!!"

As Lin Zhongyun roared again with the short blade in hand, the morale of the refugees became increasingly high, and they banged on the city gate like crazy.

On the top of the city wall, a group of yamen runners were throwing down the stones that they had prepared long ago one by one.

But still the same sentence.

Like Lian'an City, Anfeng City had only a few hundred yamen runners at most, but now the number of people capable of fighting under Lin Zhongyun's command was no longer just a few hundred or a thousand.

Although compared to the attack on Lian'an County Government, the government officials in Anfeng City can use the city gates for defense.

But this city gate will eventually be breached!
Soon, Fang Putou rushed over. As soon as he climbed to the top of the city wall and looked at the densely packed refugees below, his expression changed immediately!
"Light the fire and set off the log!"

He immediately gave orders and began to command a group of yamen runners.

They have already prepared a lot of city defense equipment in the past few days. Although there are no professional archers in Anfeng City, they can get things like rolling stones and rolling logs at any time.

As soon as he gave the order, several yamen runners at the side immediately pushed out a dry rolling log, poured it full of liquor, and then set it on fire.

In an instant, a raging fire ignited on the entire rolling log.

Then several yamen runners kicked him down.

boom! !

The refugees, who had never received any training, had no idea that the other party had such a method, and their bodies were almost instantly broken by the rolling log.

In just a short moment, more than ten people were killed or injured!
"Sure enough, siege is not just about the difference in combat power, but also the lack of experience." In the back, Lin Zhongyun looked at the scene in front of him, his expression couldn't help but become solemn.

But no matter what, he had no way of retreat at this moment, and could only let these people break down the city gate as soon as possible!

At the same time, in the city.

I don’t know how long it took.

As the shouts and cries of killing gradually came from afar.

Finally, an old figure slowly climbed up from the ground with the help of a wooden stick.

His skin was tanned and wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, and drops of hot tears were falling from his eyes.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

The old man slowly walked to a head with a wooden stick, picked up the head while crying, and placed it in front of the corpse on the ground.

He did not want to eat meat as everyone thought. As soon as he put his head down, he stood up again with difficulty and looked at the refugees.

He pointed to the body on the ground and said tremblingly: "This is my son."

"He told me that he would give it a try. If he succeeded, our family would be able to survive in the future."

"If I can't succeed, let me eat his body and live on."

The old man's voice was very hoarse and tears kept falling.

"I am an old man, I have reached the age, my son is filial, I want to stop him but I can't."

"There has been a drought for four years. My grandson starved to death. We ate him to survive. We sold our daughter-in-law. Now my son is gone too. I am the only one left in the family."

He spoke so calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but his rolling tears betrayed his mood at the moment.

Suddenly, he became agitated, turned his head and looked at the tightly closed county government office, and shouted loudly: "What's the point of letting us live like this?"

“If the drought continues, how many of us will survive?”

He turned his head and looked at the refugees: "Now that the immortal has come, why don't we take this opportunity to help him? So that our deceased relatives can rest in peace?"

Everyone was staring at the old man in a daze; the scene was completely silent.

But just a moment later, as the first person slowly stood up, one refugee after another stood up like a madman who had awakened! .
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