The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Why don't you surrender? Do you want to die here?"

In the field of pursuit, Jin Xuan, with sweat all over his face, was still galloping on his horse, but the roar coming from behind was getting closer and closer, so he turned his head and looked back.

In a lush green field, more than a dozen cavalrymen wearing black robes and black scarves on their faces were chasing after him, but most of his subordinates had already fallen into the hands of the enemy.

They were lying on their backs on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. Seeing this scene, Jin Xuan turned his head and looked forward.

Your Majesty has already ridden his horse into the paddy field, but the enemy soldiers are chasing him so fast that it seems that Your Majesty cannot escape. It is only a matter of time before he is caught.

"call--"

Jin Xuan exhaled a breath, but there was not much turbulence in his heart, and he was even quite calm.

When Nan Ze was exposed, it was destined to end like this. Even if you managed to escape from Nan Ze by chance, what would it matter?

The world is so big, and there are indeed many places to go, but we have to admit that now it is not the same as before. This land has changed its name and is now called Yan Kingdom.

Everything that belonged to Daqian was taken away today and at this moment.

Even the people of Nan Ze seemed to have accepted it calmly, otherwise why would they have fled without any help from anyone?

Instead, they stayed away, as if they were afraid of being implicated.

'It is indeed over, we have lost everything.'

"Even the people have given up on us." Jin Xuan's mouth twitched, revealing a self-deprecating smile on his face.

The next moment, he pulled the reins, drew the knife from his waist with his right hand, turned around and pulled the warhorse away, shouting:

"Rebellious ministers and traitors!"

"I am Jin Xuan, the commander of the Daqian Imperial Guards! Let me chop off your heads!"

With a roar, Jin Xuan raised his knife and killed the person behind him.

What greeted him was a bow and arrow.

The arrow flew into the air, and the pure white tail seemed transparent in the sunlight, but the silver-white metal arrowhead reflected brilliant light.

There was a "pop" sound.

The sharp arrow shot into the soft flesh, a horse neigh was heard, the warhorse fell to the ground with a bang, and Jin Xuan fell with it.

The arrow did not hit him, but hit the warhorse. Jin Xuan lay on the ground, his eyes were calmer than ever before, and there was not even an expression of pain on his face. He just felt relieved.

In just a moment, a black robe blocked out the scorching sun, and a swift figure passed overhead, with a scimitar at the neck, followed by a light laugh:

"So, the one in front is Jin Fengluan, right?"

Facing the knife at his neck, Jin Xuan was not afraid, but said calmly: "What do you think?"

"Ah."

With a chuckle, the other black riders rode past.

-

Hu San couldn't understand why such a terrible thing happened when he had finally finished planting the rice seedlings before noon and had packed up and was ready to go back home? !

Hu San, standing on the field, looked at the soldiers running towards him from a distance, pursed his lips, and his face was full of helplessness.

He really wanted to take off his straw hat, stamp his feet hard, point his finger at the sky and curse:

"Damn God! How can you be so blind!"

"I just want to finish planting the seedlings. So what? Does it bother you?"

"Why do you have to obstruct me like this?!"

But he knew that God certainly didn't care about his abuse. He didn't care about anything, or there was no God at all. If there really was one, then he really didn't deserve to be called "God".

The son hid behind him, clutching the corner of his clothes tightly. He was so scared that he kept saying, "Dad, we have to leave quickly."

Hu San thought that he should leave, but a soldier came towards him on horseback.

He just rode his horse across the paddy fields, trampling the rice seedlings into a mess.

Even though it was someone else's field and had nothing to do with him, he still felt sad because he knew that it was planted by others with great effort and it was really excessive to waste the seedlings like this.

And now, the soldier was running towards his field, and he was about to ruin the seedlings he had just planted.

During the previous conscription, a soldier beat him up severely. Hu San clearly remembered that the soldier had a ferocious look on his face. He pointed at him and said:

"You're done!"

"If you dare to go back to me, I guarantee that you will never have to farm again! Your family's land will no longer be available!"

Even after escaping back home, Hu San could never forget these two sentences. Therefore, he hurried to work after resting for a day, for fear that someone would come looking for him afterwards.

And now, most of these soldiers were sent by that man at the beginning. Hu San clenched his fists, breathing heavily, and his eyes became wider and wider under his straw hat.

The son was shouting again: "Dad, hurry up, they are coming!"

"you go!!"

"I'm not going back!" Hu San turned around and shouted loudly.

The son trembled all over. He had never seen his father so angry.

"Dad, but..." Before he could finish his words, Hu San pushed him hard: "Go back!!"

"I won't leave today! Even if the king of heaven comes, I won't leave! Whoever wants to destroy my fields! I will fight him to the death!" Hu San gritted his teeth. He was extremely angry.

"Didn't you hear me?! Go back!" After another roar, the son started crying and ran away.

“Hoo-hoo--” Hu San panted heavily, took two steps forward, and yelled at the person who was running towards him:

"Stop!!"

"If you run any further, you'll be in my field!"

The man turned a deaf ear and continued riding his horse forward without paying any attention.

"Did you hear me? Stay out of my field!"

“These are the seedlings I just planted!”

Hu San yelled at the top of his lungs. Although he was angry, he was also extremely sad, but he was not afraid.

He really didn't understand why he was being deprived of his right to farm again and again, as he had spent almost his entire life farming.

When you are deprived of your only means of livelihood, what do you have left?

The soldier was getting closer and closer. Hu San could even see the rice seedlings being blown up by the horses' hooves. His anger and sadness became more intense at this moment.

It was so strong that his whole body was shaking, but the handle of the kettle in his palm was getting tighter and tighter, until his palm was a little painful.

The soldier did not stop his horse or change direction. He ignored the farmers who were able to walk and just headed towards the field, deliberately destroying the seedlings.

"What a bad bastard!"

Hu San cursed out from between his clenched teeth, his chest heaving violently, his eyes fixed on the man.

Then, he suddenly exerted force, as if in an instant he had transferred all his strength and anger into the kettle in his hand.

He threw it towards the man!

Under the golden sunlight, the kettle drew an arc in the air and hit the man squarely.

The kettle hit the helmet right in the middle and exploded with a "bang", and the cheap tea dregs splashed all over the face. Jin Fengluan was shocked and fell off the horse, landing heavily in the mud.

When she reluctantly raised her face from the mud, she saw the man in the tattered straw hat running towards her, and the weathered face under the hat was clearly filled with rage.