Hou Xuanyan jumped off the horse, and the village soldiers behind him consciously stopped.

He knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times. More than 800 soldiers from the village were in an orderly manner and followed him to bow.

Twenty thousand people in Jiading were slaughtered, just because they refused to shave their hair and change their clothes, and they forgot their ancestors. Now the remaining eight hundred lonely ghosts and homeless Avengers are coming with their swords.

Their combat power may be ridiculously weak, but their spirit is strong enough. This is the Han people who deserve to be the Han people. They have great etiquette, so they are called Xia and have the beauty of Fengzhang, which is called Hua. In comparison, those who have itchy scalp and are too cold, have high positions like "King of Pingxi", their weight is like Hong Chengchou, and they are small like dwarfs.

"Enter the city!"

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand, and the eight hundred village soldiers who were covered with blood rushed into his hometown howled.

All the Qing soldiers were busy looting property and slaughtering fish that had missed the net, and no one was prepared for it. In history, in just over a dozen days, they would even be driven out of the city by fifty people.

To Hou Xuanyan's expectation, he rushed into the city and did not meet a large number of Qing soldiers. There were only a group of three or three teams looking for hidden villagers in the city. Such beasts naturally saw the people of Jiading who were killed and hidden in various places, and those who were lucky enough to get out and join them.

They rushed to the county government, and there were actually lights and decorations here. Xu Yuanji and others took advantage of the chaos to become traitors, and were welcoming the new county magistrates.

The little Taoist Hong Yizhuo broke into the door and saw several men in silk clothes, with a rat tail with a ridiculous braid, and were pushing cups and drinking, and were already half drunk.

When I saw the visitor, I just thought it was a surviving little guy and said angrily: "Where are you left and right?"

"You Dao Master sent him to meet the Nine Palace Hell."

As a traitor, Xu Yuanji was able to get to this point and was also a contribution to killing people. Since he surrendered to the Qing army, killing people in the city is not counting, but also having to eat people raw. He was drunk and saw that there was only one little Taoist priest who didn't care about it at all. He drew his sword in his hand and was about to come up to kill people.

With a bang, the wooden door of the county yamen courtyard was pushed down. Xu Yuanji hurriedly stepped back. Hong Yizhuo was choked by the falling dust and coughed angrily: "The door is here, do you have to be removed before entering?"

The visitor laughed, ignored his complaints, and shouted loudly, "Young Master Hou, there is a nest of big fish here."

When Hou Xuanyan heard the shouts, he led the people straight to this place. Xu Yuanji's face was as gray as he was dripping with his eyes dripping around, thinking about how to escape. The newly arrived county magistrate was originally a scholar. After surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, he finally planned to make an official position. When he came to Jiading, he was already scared by the hell on earth. He numbed himself with alcohol and saw a group of people with blood on his face rushing in front of him. It wasn't it that the evil ghosts were coming to revenge. He was shocked and his gallbladder ruptured and spit green juice, and he was so scared that he was so scared that he was alive.

Some of the village soldiers knew Xu Yuanji and said viciously: "Xu Yuanji, you cut your hair and make friends with tigers, and you have lost all your conscience to massacre fellow villagers. Have you ever thought about the same today?"

Xu Yuanji retreated to the wall, raised his arms to smash the window, and broke out from the wall. The prefect was a gentleman, planting flowers and plants in the yard. Unfortunately, behind the wall was a piece of wolfberry and juniper. The pointed thorns pierced his whole body. Xu Yuanji did not care about the pain and got up and was about to escape. He ran into a fat man in front of him, holding a pickled mace, and was weighing whether it was going well.

When Xu Yuanbao saw the rat-tail of money behind his head, he thought it was a Qing soldier. He knocked on it with a stick and hit the forehead. Xu Yuanji's bare forehead was opened, and blood was flowing, and blood was spitting out of his mouth. His eyes turned black and he ended his sinful life.

"It's easy to use, but this thing is better to use." Xu Yuanbao's eyes lit up, he stroked his new weapon with satisfaction, and said to himself.

Hou Xuanyan led the crowd to chase after him. Seeing that the traitor had been punished, he ordered everyone to escort the Qing soldiers captured alive.

Most of these people were the Wusong Qing soldiers brought by Li Chengdong and the borrowed Qing soldiers from Taicang. One of them was dressed differently from the Qing soldiers and buried his head between his legs and dodged.

Hou Xuanyan came to him, kicked him, and scolded: "Raise your head!"

The man was trembling all over, but he refused to raise his head. Hong Yizhuo was furious and grabbed his braid and pulled it up.

The crowd suddenly exclaimed and cursed. Hou Xuanyan took a closer look, searched the inherited memories, and recognized that this person was Zhang Heng, the Dutou of the county.

"What? Why don't Zhang Dadu dare to look up and see people? You know how shameful you are." Hou Xuanyan sneered.

Zhang Heng sobbed with tears in his eyes, "Young Master Hou will spare the villain's life. I have a seventy-year-old lady, blind and deaf, and I have to follow the thief."

"Bah! You have my mother, so no one else's parents need to support me? Open your dog's eyes and take a look. How many of them don't know about the corpses in the city? They just popped out of stones. Don't they have parents?"

Hou Xuanyan kicked him down and asked, "Tell me! Where is that dog thief Li Chengdong now?" Zhang Heng mixed his snot and tears on his face, and he couldn't speak clearly, just crying.

A Qing soldier next to him saw that Zhang Heng could not speak, crawled over and shouted anxiously: "I know, I know where the general is."

"explain!"

"I said, I just want my life to spare my life."

Hou Xuanyan looked at him and said, "Okay, you mainly tell me about Li Chengdong's whereabouts, I can't kill you."

The Qing soldiers were overjoyed and struggled to sit up, saying, "General General... Li Chengdong took the treasures found in Jiading, loaded three hundred ships and headed to Taicang."

"If you dare to say a word..."

The Qing soldiers raised their heads and instinctively pursued survival, and said reluctantly: "Don't worry, sir, the villain tells the truth, they can all testify."

"Zhang Heng!"

Jiadingdu, who was crying loudly on the ground, nodded heavily.

"Okay, you didn't lie."

The Qing soldiers looked happy and said, "It is a great kindness for the villain to spare his life. How dare the villain lie?"

Hou Xuanyan sneered: "Who said you will spare your life?"

The Qing soldier's face suddenly changed, and he glared at his eyes and said, "You can't speak without trust."

"I promise you to kill someone and set fire, but you must be honest and trustworthy. Are you born so stupid? Or who gives you the confidence?" The villagers burst into laughter cruelly, their hatred did not diminish at all, and they only felt that Hou Xuanyan's words hit their minds.

Hou Xuanyan looked around and found that the weapon in Xu Yuanbao's hand was the most relieved, and said, "Yuanbao, give me the mace, I want to kill him."

Xu Yuanbao is also a dissatisfied playboy. The old man was not filial at all and only remembered the benefits of his father after he died.

When I heard Zhang Heng crying about him just now, I remembered my gentle and weak mother again. I felt like I was scratching countless hands in my heart, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

He screamed strangely, jumped to Hou Xuanyan's side, and knocked the Qing soldiers to death with a stick. He could no longer stop tears, but there was no crying.
Chapter completed!