Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 112
The night is dark and the rain is urgent.

Gong Mengbi looked at the layers of dark clouds in the sky, and could no longer see the dying black dragon clearly.

Layers of clouds overlap, like upside-down peaks.

Lightning, thunder and fire shuttled among the clouds, revealing a short-lived or blue or purple, or blue or red brilliance.

The raindrops splashed on the eaves, and the raindrops falling from the cornices formed silver lines, swaying left and right in the strong wind.

Gong Mengbi let out a long sigh, unable to dispel the gloom in his heart.

It was a stormy night, what will happen tomorrow?

After daybreak, with little or no rain, Gong Mengbi got the answer.

The valley below the Fox Slope was flooded, and looking up, it looked like an isolated island in the river.

On the land farther away, even the trees were half flooded.

Needless to say, he knew that overnight, all the refugees suffered heavy losses.

If you can't find a place with high ground to shelter from the rain and water, even adults will be washed away by the water when it pours overnight.

Gong Mengbi looked up at the sky, and there were dark clouds hovering in the sky.

The cloudy clouds formed by the big moaning and the blowing of the sky and the earth still haven't dissipated, and the rain has not yet come to an end.

Gong Mengbi could neither understand nor imagine.

He closed his eyes and cleared his mind.

The yellow-clothed ghost who followed the refugees came back to report, saying: "Master, the time is almost here."

Gong Mengbi followed the ghost in yellow to the outside of the county.

A large number of refugees gathered outside the city, and it was overwhelming.

The silent black seems to be like coals, which can be ignited with just a little spark.

General Ban Yin tried his best to lure and instigate refugees from all directions, and surrounded the county.

The fire was originally lit by him, so it could be assembled into an army as he wished, and be driven by him.

Now the fire is burning by itself, although the process is the same, but General Ban Yin has been unable to witness its result.

Natural disasters have driven people into desperation. There are safe houses and enough food in the city.

If people were to starve to death and freeze to death, they would be ghosts crawling out of hell.

Not all the refugees were ordinary people, there were country gentry, rich households, thieves, and water thieves.

In the face of natural disasters, no identity is useless.

But in front of the refugees, stirring up people's hearts, begging for a life, or having ulterior motives, these identities and experiences suddenly became useful again.

A refugee who was born as a thieves said: "We have brothers in the city who can serve as internal support."

"At night, you can pull in a few good players first, open the city gate, and then break into the city, and you will naturally be able to live."

There are also a few capable people hidden in this group of people. Although it is difficult to fly to the sky and escape from the ground, but the ability to be as light as a swallow, climb walls and trees, and zipline is enough to deal with such a scene.

When it was night, someone came to meet him in the city.

A few people hooked the city wall with flying ropes, climbed up the top of the wall, and led the best fighters among the refugees into the city, forming a team of 20 people.

With the sound of rain and the dark night, the soldiers guarding the city were not found.

In the middle of the night, when the defense was lax, these skilled aliens made a sudden move, and some of them were able to make the evil wind blind their eyes.

As soon as the wind blows, this group of people immediately took advantage of the chaos to attack, either using strange weapons, or directly snatching the garrison's knife, knocking down several guards guarding the city gate, and immediately prepared to open the city gate.

These movements were hidden in the darkness, without even attracting the attention of the city guards.

until there was a bang.

"The city gate is open! The city gate is open!"

There was a whistling sound suddenly, and countless refugees who were awakened seemed to see a glimmer of life.

Regardless of whether it was planned or not, at this moment, all the refugees rushed towards the city like crazy.

When the city guards came again at this time, they couldn't stop the raging crowd at all, and were forced to retreat steadily, retreating all the way into the city.

An arrow sounded in the air, exploding a ball of red light.

More officers and soldiers gathered, facing each other with swords. The refugees who were squeezed in front couldn't help themselves. Once they stopped, they would be trampled to death by more people behind them.

Flesh and blood flew.

The sound of rain, cries, and shouts; the light of knives, fire, and lightning.

"Lieutenant Liu, Lieutenant Liu."

Liu Sheng was sleeping when he was awakened by a voice.

Standing beside his bed, Chi Xia said: "The refugees have invaded the city, and fighting has already begun. If the situation cannot be controlled, Wuning County will be overthrown soon."

Liu Sheng got up on the bed suddenly, his two sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were solemn.

Liu Sheng immediately put on his armor, held a knife, and went out with a bow.

When Liu Sheng arrived at the alleyway in front of the city gate, the officers and soldiers rushed out of formation. The inspector shouted desperately, but his voice was drowned in the crowd and he couldn't hear clearly at all.

The corpses of refugees, officers and soldiers were crowded together, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, and his voice was like that of Hong Zhong: "Array! Mandarin ducks!"

Liu Sheng came from the darkness, the fire light shone on his face like a lion.

The inspector had already fallen into despair, but when he saw Liu Sheng coming, he felt hatred and joy at the same time.

Hate him for taking power in front of battle, hate myself for not being able to seize the opportunity, and happy that he survived.

The officers and soldiers were still hesitating, and the inspector had already shouted loudly: "Listen to Lieutenant Liu's command!"

Liu Sheng took the lead, sneaked into the crowd, knocked down the refugees one after another with elbows and kicks, and did not kill much.

He was like a sharp knife, piercing into the vortex of the refugees, and the officers and soldiers followed him and kept gathering.

But the officers and soldiers were not so soft-hearted. They raised their knives and fell, killing blood like rivers.

Seeing the blood in the front, the refugees in the back dared not move forward anymore, and were forced to keep retreating. The refugees in the back moved forward, and the refugees in the front retreated. They were blocked in one place, unable to enter or exit.

The narrow alleyways became the most powerful weapon of the officers and soldiers, able to block the outposts of the refugees and block the people behind them from being able to move.

Liu Sheng stood in front of the refugees, and the officers and soldiers wanted to go up again, but Liu Sheng stretched out his hand to stop him, asking, "Is there anyone who can talk about it?"

A burly man pushed aside the crowd and stood up. With a ferocious face and thick bones, he sneered and said, "A certain family, Zeng Fan, speaks a little weight."

Liu Sheng said: "Take them out."

Zeng Fan said: "Master Guan, I can retire. If I quit, I can find food and a place to stay. But how do they retreat? They have no place to stay, no food and drink, and if they quit, they will die."

"Don't say that I just have the strength to help a few people, so my words are still useful, but if you ask them to withdraw and wait to die, you ask them if they agree."

The fire shone, and the eyes of the refugees in the darkness were like wolves.

No words were spoken, and there was no need to speak.

Liu Sheng frowned. Although he led the officers and soldiers to kill and retreat a group of refugees, he just took advantage of the favorable location.But in a real fight, two fists are no match for four hands. Between waiting for death and defeating officers and soldiers to survive, they must choose the latter.

Liu Sheng looked at the inspector and said, "Go and ask the county magistrate to make a decision."

　I worked overtime until nine o’clock today, and I didn’t have time to finish writing, so I will put one chapter first, and the next chapter will also be put on to ensure full attendance. Don’t read it yet, and read it after the correction on the title.

　
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