On the street, the night was dispelled by fire.

Countless people heard the sound of fighting.

They were heartbroken, they bit their steel teeth and clenched their iron fists. From time to time, they looked out the window. They knew that 80% of the aristocratic families were rebelling, but... what could they do?

Breaking out? But when they saw their parents, their hungry children, and their weak wife, they hesitated.

This is true for thousands of families.

If they don't have any concerns, they will be desperate.

However, at this moment, a rapid sound of gongs and drums sounded in the streets and alleys, and they beat eighteen times in a row, and all the people hiding at home heard it sincerely.

Then, an old man trembled but clanging sound rang out.

"My fellow villagers, Jiangling City is in danger. You are blessed by the Prime Minister. Do you want to see the Prime Minister be defeated and Jingzhou fall into the hands of Yuan Shao?"

"The Prime Minister is dedicated to serving the people, and we have no choice but to repay him. Now that we are rebeling and chaotic cities, we can only defend Jiangling and defend the Prime Minister with this flesh and blood...ah."

The voice came to an abrupt end, and some people could vaguely hear the old people calling out, who were the dead soldiers trained by the aristocratic family, the demon who killed people without blinking.

In the pool of blood, the old man's body trembled, and a wound penetrated his chest, and blood gushed out.

The saliva in his mouth was mixed with blood and ticked on the ground in front of him, but the next second, he widened his pupils and shouted with all his life:

"Friends, guard the country and defend Jingzhou, don't let the Prime Minister feel disappointed~!"

"Tui. Old man, seeking death!" A dead soldier cursed and stabbed him on his back, stirring him up, causing the old man's pain to spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The old man's voice disappeared, but his calling was firmly reflected in everyone's minds and could not be removed.

In every household, everyone was silent.

They clenched their fists and their bodies were trembling.

"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore! Dad, take good care of your mother, and the child cannot be filial." After the young man said that, he knelt directly in front of the family.

After three consecutive sounds, he waved his hand to wipe away the tears, took a hoe, and rushed out of the door.

"Mom, I'll kill you!" He rushed out and ran straight to the dozens of people who killed the old man, without hesitation, only his red eyes.

"Yoho, are there really people who are not afraid of death?" The group of dead men joked. They had sharp swords, and it was very easy to beat such young people with hoes.

One of them met and the sword took action.

"Ah~~," the young man screamed in pain.

He didn't hit the man, but one of his arms was cut off, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"I'm my grandma..." He started to sweat on his forehead, and he turned pain into anger and shouted.

Puchi, another knife,

Punch it directly in his chest.

The young man's pupils shrank, feeling the passing of life. He slowly turned his head and looked at his door.

"Dad, mom, child, child is unfilial, not, failed..."

Before he finished speaking, he directly hit the ground in front of him, twitched, and then remained motionless.

But this time,

The sound dissipated but was temporary.

"Husband, go ahead, I will raise Xiaohu, and I will tell him that his father is a hero, a great hero who stands tall and strong."

A wife had tears in her eyes, but she squeezed out a smile and said inspiration.

"My son, don't worry, go boldly, we will take good care of ourselves." An old mother said, and the gray-haired old man next to him also nodded.

"Dad, don't be afraid. Do you want to kill all the bad guys?" a three or five-year-old child stubbornly raised his face and said in a tender tone.

At this moment, they had exhausted all their strength to say these words, because they knew what they would face, what their husbands and children would face.

"Damn it, fight them!"

Bang bang, bang bang bang.

Under the night, countless doors were kicked open one after another, and men, even women and children rushed out of countless homes, and they let out hysterical roars.

Some people took the lead, and like a chain reaction, more and more people rushed out of the door.

They either took shovels, hoes, or kitchen knives. They looked red like fierce wolves, gathering together.

Next to the old man's body, the smiles on the faces of more than ten dead men froze. Then, they showed fear, because countless doors opened and countless people walked towards them.

This, this is beyond their imagination.

In their impression, these people are the ones who accept it. How could anyone dare to resist? Not to mention this kind of unity and resistance.

"Gudu,"

They swallowed hard.

"Don't come, don't come."

They waved the swords in their hands and tried to scare away these people, but at this moment, these swords could not bring them a little sense of security, but instead fear filled their whole body.

In just a dozen breaths, the screams of the dead soldiers came out, and the hysterical terror almost spread throughout Jiangling, because... the group of devils swallowed them alive.

The sound of chewing and biting is a bit cunning.

But everyone did this at the same time.

When the crowd dispersed, the bodies of these people were broken, not by swords, but by bloody mouths, because they released many years of resentment.

They were bullied by the aristocratic family for many years, so that they gradually became timid. No one dared to challenge the aristocratic family, and those who dared were killed.

But at this moment, they released their resentment for many years.

They have the support of the Prime Minister!

The crowds gathered more and more.

From the beginning of hundreds to thousands, and even to the later ten thousand, there were a huge crowd of people, countless doors opened and they joined in.

The torches reflected their faces, they were all blushing and excited, and they wanted to take revenge. Maybe they were just impulsive, but it was enough.

......

Outside the mansion,

At this time, countless dead soldiers gathered at the General's Mansion.

The fighting outside also made the night no longer quiet.

The backyard of the mansion and the bed in the wing room.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties. At this time, his eyes suddenly opened, his ears twitched, and his brows frowned. There was not much sound.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, grabbed the sword and went out.

As soon as he opened the door, Gongcao Shi, who was the yamen runner, looked at the county magistrate and shouted: "County Master, it's not good. The aristocratic family rebelled. There are all dead soldiers outside the county yamen. Brothers can't stop it."

Li Hu's thick eyebrows were tight, and with a clang, the sword was unsheathed. He looked at death and walked forward as if he was home, and shouted, "Call up brothers and follow me to guard the county government."

"In addition, send someone to rush out and ask for help from the military camp."

After saying that, he walked quickly without looking back.

After leaving the backyard, the sound of fighting was clearly heard. There were only more than a hundred people in the office, and most of them arrived at this time.

Li Hu looked over and saw that there was already a river of blood flowing from the government office, and many yamen runners had fallen into pools of blood, and the rest retreated in panic.

After all, they are just yamen runners, and they are ready to die without regular troops.

Li Hu glared and raised his sword and shouted: "Everyone, the Prime Minister has not returned to the southern expedition. Now that the aristocratic family is rebelling, Jingzhou is at the moment of life and death, Jiangling cannot be lost."

"We have received the kindness of the Prime Minister, and even if we die nine times, we should have no regrets."

"Today, I swear to live and die with Jiangling!"

"Unless they step on our bodies, people are in the city, and people are dead. I believe that you all know that you are defending Jingzhou and Jiangling and died after you die."

"They will only be proud of you and others!"

Speaking of this, Li Hu paused and shouted: "Kill them back and defend Jiangling to the death."

After the words fell, the dozens of remaining yamen runners paused. They looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with deaf aspirations.

Some of them are fathers, some are sons, and their relatives have told them about all kinds of prime ministers, and they all have a temple of Zhang Xiu in their homes.

"Damn it, I've lost a big scar on my head, I'll fight it~!" A young man gritted his teeth and shouted, and the veins on his forehead surged, and he rushed out in anger.

"Swear to live and die with Jiangling!"

"kill!!!"

The rest of the people were also as if they were injected with chicken blood.

They respect the Prime Minister, and their families respect the Prime Minister. Today, they can only show their ambitions by dying because they have no shame to escape and have no shame to meet their families.

They don't want their children or their relatives to be unable to raise their heads.
To be continued...