choke element

Chapter 590

Kind nature is kind.Regardless of the Shandong man, or the Shanxi athletes mixed in among the Shandong man, and the heroes outside the Great Wall, they are all kind people.

In the past few days, this group of civilians who followed the envoys of the Song Dynasty to the central capital were quite bullied by local hooligans.The strength is sold extraordinarily much, but it is the turn to eat, but the extra little is given.But these men have their own means, and in the past three to five days, the entire stockyard has spoken well of them.As for those local hooligans, they even regarded a fat monk among the peasants as their own father, wishing they could do all the work by serving them.

At this time, the peasants were busy carrying the firewood sent to Huichengmen, and the heat was steaming on their heads, but they drove all the local people aside.

It's almost curfew time, and these hooligans have nowhere else to go.Moreover, the city had been besieged for nearly a month, and everyone was anxious and subconsciously wanted to get closer to a certain backbone, so they didn't disperse, but squatted around and watched.Some who were familiar with this group of peasants even praised: "Look, look, that's Master Huifeng! Master Huifeng's Dharma is profound, and he is not merciless in killing people. Those who came to take advantage of the fire to rob yesterday were all caught by him on the spot." Killed!"

The peasants pushed carts and passed by them, and they couldn't help sniggering.

Monk Luo was at the head of the queue with his clothes open and ropes hanging from his shoulders.He turned around and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Xing shouted from the back of the line: "Master, someone praised you for your profound Buddhist teachings."

As soon as Yu Mang'er gave him a hammer, Monk Luo nodded heavily: "Well, that's true!"

"This..." Several people in the queue coughed.

Because there were so many refugees gathered in the city, Daxing Mansion imposed a curfew in vain, but there was no place to house them, so they could only sit and sleep on the side of the street.In the past few days, the convoy carrying firewood has traveled along the main road, which is not as fast as the small road.At this time, a group of people left the storage yard and headed north first, passing through the laneway between Shihefang and Kaiyuanfang.

The wheels glistened and rolled over the stone pavement. Occasionally, a starving person beside the road heard the sound and stood up unsteadily, only to find that there was no food in the cart, and fell back unsteadily.

The convoy passed Yanqingfang and arrived at Huichengmen.

Inside and outside the city gate, the lighting of the pine torches everywhere was custom-made, but there is not much light at the moment.The dark city is like a dark cloud cover, with only a few lights on and off.

People in the queue exchanged glances with each other, and someone reached into each other's firewood stacked on the car floor and grabbed the handle of the knife.

After hundreds of steps, someone shouted from the top of the city, "Who is it!"

"Send firewood!"

"Wait!"

Several times the day before yesterday, the team of militiamen went directly up the ramp to the city without hindrance, but today there are suddenly more rules.A group of people waited just below the city head, on the right side of the city gate.

His sight was used to the dimness, so he noticed a long queue standing against the wall on the left side of the city gate. There were carts, mules and horses in the queue, and many people who could clearly see their appearance were tall and strong, and even carried sidearms. .The gazes of everyone in the queue focused on the past, which immediately aroused the vigilance of the team. Several men who looked like guards pressed the handles of their knives and stared at the convoy.

Monk Luo yawned resoundingly: "Young lady, how long do you have to wait?"

The servants behind also complained: "Yes, yes, it's already late, and I'm a little sleepy!"

At the moment, the two to three hundred people are all shouting, and the momentum is not small for a while.Several military officers rushed over from the top of the city, calling for silence repeatedly.

After waiting for a long while, someone on the top of the wall said calmly, "It's not a coincidence, and there's no other way. You might as well ask these peasants to carry it quickly. We have more than [-] families gathered here, and we have horses. Wait a minute. Maybe it’s okay to act a little later?”

That was Du Shisheng's voice.

Monk Luo stretched his waist, raised his hands high, and made a gesture.

When Du Shisheng said this, there were people on the top of the city: "That's the only way. It may not be possible to open it in front of these minions who don't want to do it..."

"Shut up!"

"Silence!"

"Can this be said?" Several people shouted and cursed at the same time.

The voice on the top of the city suddenly fell, and after a while, an officer came down from the climbing path and ordered: "You guys, come here first and move quickly! Move quickly!"

When we were about to start transporting to the city, we found another difficulty.It turned out that the relatively wide walkway suitable for everyone to go up and down was set on the left side of the city gate, which happened to be completely blocked by the group of people.Now both sides are impatient, although the servants are clamoring, there are also people who seem to be dignified in that queue, complaining repeatedly, accusing the subordinates of not being careful in doing things.

Obviously, if the peasants used the narrow walkway on the right side of the city gate, it would take no one knows how long it would take to transport the thirty or fifty carts of firewood.The group of people on the opposite side are absolutely impatient and have no condition to wait.What they are going to do is afraid and taboo, in any case it is not suitable to be carried out in full view.

After complaining, the situation is already like this, and it has to be resolved.In a short while, several generals came down from the top of the city tower, as well as several people in dark robes, gesticulating and directing the queues on both sides to exchange positions.

At this time, hundreds of people gathered near the city gate, although there was no noise on either side, it seemed quite powerful in the dark night.The few people who came down from the tower were obviously impatient and urged them repeatedly.

When the teams on both sides were about to cross, Monk Luo, who was at the front of the civilian team, saw Du Shisheng who was following behind the team.

Du Shisheng was not accompanied by anyone else. It seemed that he, the representative of Dinghai, had been looked down upon after Dinghai suffered a setback.There was a white-haired old man in front of him, but there were many followers around him, and there were four fierce guards around him.

The white-haired old man was walking to the last step of the horse path at this time.The city wall of Daxing Mansion has been built for decades, but the maintenance is not very good. The ground in front of the steps has been stepped on countless times, and a piece is obviously sunken.Du Shisheng raised his voice a few steps away, "Old Mr. Zhao, be careful!"

This is the person.Zhao Gongzuo, who is named as the envoy of Zhongdu Commercial Taxation Department, actually controls several grain depots, and has been sucking blood in Zhongdu City for the past half month.

Monk Luo's footsteps suddenly became heavy, and some people in the civilian queue rushed to climb the city.Several people dashed into the opposite queue in two or three strides, squeezing two of the four guards back.

The guards were caught off guard and squeezed by the militiamen, so they tried their best to back away from the people blocking the way.

Surrounded by guards were Yu Xing and Yu Mang'er.The two were stunned, and the other was ruthless, and they were the first to start immediately.The two drew their short knives from their sleeves and quickly stabbed the guard's chest and abdomen.

After a few stabs, blood sprayed and soaked the guard's clothes. The two guards rolled their eyes without saying a word, and their bodies slid down and limp.

The other two guards beside Zhao Gongzuo immediately turned their hands and drew their knives. Their quick movements and quick reactions showed that they must be well-fed and proficient in fighting.

It's a pity that at the same time as they drew their sabers, Monk Luo pulled out his thick and long iron rod from the firewood cart beside him.

Following the momentum of his drawing, the iron rod swept across suddenly.A guard reacted very quickly, threw the straight knife on the spot, and leaned back, but the iron rod was coming too violently, the guard's left arm was broken with a crack, and then cracked again, and his chest was unstoppable. How many bones were broken, and he died instantly.

The iron rod continued to sweep, easily knocking away No. 2 guard's straight knife, and smashing his head like a rotten watermelon.Although he was still standing, his head hung down beyond his right shoulder, blood oozing from between the soft skin and bone fragments.

As soon as the two guards left, Zhao Gongzuo's eyes were shattered, and he opened his mouth to scream wildly.However, although the iron rod was as thick as a wrist, it was as flexible as a giant python, and it turned back before blinking.The tip of the iron rod slammed into his wide-open mouth, shattering the gums, flesh and neck bones in one breath, until it smashed half an inch into the rammed earth city wall.

Zhao Gongzuo twitched twice, blood gushed out of his mouth, his whole body was hung on the iron rod, and he did not move.

At the same time as Monk Luo made his move, the militia team violently rose up, killing 30 to [-] people in a row in an instant, and crushed all the hundreds of people who were trying to escape to the bottom of the city wall, and stood against the base of the wall one by one.

Although their movements were extremely swift and violent, the movement was not small.

Immediately, there was a flame flickering in the distance of the city wall, as if it was coming here.There was also a small school who asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

Miao Daorun, who had been sitting in the dark at the top of the city, brushed his clothes and got up.He nodded to Heshi Lieheshou as a gesture, and then raised his voice to respond: "It's nothing... I'm here to do something!"

The entire city wall around here is in charge of the military guards.This army rebuilt after the Zhongdu Incident is nominally the emperor's army, but in fact, a small part of it is Miao Daorun's old unit, and other generals and schools can also hear Miao Daorun's voice.What's more, to this day, Miao Daorun still bears the title of commander of the military guards?

As a result, the defenders relaxed obviously, and the approaching flames also stopped.

(End of this chapter)