Wang Ergou, a starving beggar curled up under the eaves of a grain shop in Beishi Fangzhong, was originally a customer of the Han family in Yutian. He has been renting the land of the Han family for generations. Last year's harvest was not good, and he encountered his father's illness and taking medicine, so he suffered a huge loss and owed the Han family a piece of money. He could not pay it back by the end of the year, and he did not dare to rely on the Han family's accounts, so he could only send his wife to pay off the debt. Seeing that his wife was a little pretty, the Han family did not leave her to work as a servant in the Han family's mansion in Yutian, but sent her to the brothel in Beishifang, Xijinfucheng.

Without his wife, Wang Ergou died of illness at the beginning of the year and was disheartened and did not want to farm again. He simply left the farm and asked the master of the Han family for an opportunity to go to the city to beg for food. In two or three months, he entered Xijin Mansion and begged in the Taipei Square where his wife sold her body, as if he was looking forward to seeing his wife from a distance.

Yesterday he really saw his wife, but he saw her being hung at the gate of the brothel. He didn't know what mistake she had made. He fainted and then carried it into the brothel. Now he didn't know whether it was death or life.

So today Wang Ergou didn't even have the intention of begging for food, and sat under a grain roof outside a brothel street and shed tears.

This day is so desperate. When will it end?

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting in his ear.

"Rebel! Rebel!"

"Kill the Khitan and welcome the Song army!"

"Song Army is here..."

opposite?

Someone rebels?

Wang Ergou shook for a moment, raised his head and looked in the direction where the shouting came. He saw dozens of ragged people holding swords and guns, shouting while moving forward.

What's going on?

Could it be that I didn’t eat for a day and was so hungry that I was so confused?

Just when Wang Ergou was in a daze, the rebellious beggars had already arrived in front of him. One of the big beggars found him and asked him in a muffled voice: "Hey, do you have food to eat?"

"No, there is no food to eat." Wang Ergou replied.

"Do you have clothes to wear?"

"No……"

"Do you have a wife?"

When Wang Ergou heard his wife, he felt sad and burst into tears.

The big beggar said again: "You have no food, no clothes, and no wife. What else can you do if you don't want to be damn?"

"opposite……"

"Let's rebel together!" the big beggar encouraged, "The Song Dynasty officials have sent heavenly soldiers to fight north to rescue us. Now the rebellion of the Khitans will be the heroes of Fuyan in the future!"

Is there such a thing?

Wang Ergou stood up suddenly and walked towards the beggars waving swords and guns. He didn't know who stuffed him a knife. He took the knife, held the handle with a big hand, and his blood suddenly boiled.

"Rebelled! Rebelled!"

Wang Ergou shouted, and immediately had endless strength. He glanced at the fireworks willow alley where his wife was, then turned around and walked forward with everyone.

"Reverse!"

"It's reversed..."

"It's better to rebel!"

"Don't fucking..."

The Taipei City House under the rain was already a rebellion at this time. The biggest difference between this market and Kaifeng Prefecture is that there are too many desperate slaves and beggars. There are no huge and relatively wealthy business owners here. Don’t think that only big businessmen like Wu Haogu are industrial and commercial households. Those who work for Wu Haogu are registered are industrial and commercial households! Although the income of these people is not enough to buy houses and property in Kaifeng Prefecture, it is undoubtedly quite high in the world at the end of the 11th century.

Therefore, it is very difficult to find someone to rebel in Kaifeng Prefecture.

However, in the Beishifang of Xijin Prefecture, there are not many wealthy and free traders, only a few industrialists and businessmen who depend on large clans and a large number of slaves engaged in trade and commerce, which are almost the most desperate people.

Slave... hope to rebel!

Rebellion means the redistribution of wealth and power. What the slaves in despair can lose in rebellion are chains and life full of suffering... but what they get may be everything!

So when the opportunity for rebellion appears, a considerable number of slaves joined in without hesitation.

Several beggar teams set out from the four gates of Beishifangfang. At the beginning, there were only a few dozen people, but after they walked around the streets and alleys of Beishifang for a few times, the team quickly expanded and eventually turned into a torrent of four rebellions!

The complete chaos also came as scheduled!

In the rain, robbery, murder, rape, steal, destruction, and various other sins burst out in an instant, making this originally peaceful market suddenly turn into a city of sin.

Like all rebellions, riots and revolutionary actions, the riots that occurred in Beishifang, Xijin Prefecture also caused the loss of social order. Many people who did not want to rebel with each other joined the turmoil in order to obtain or protect something, consciously or unconsciously.

Moreover, the Bohai thief Guangmingjun, who launched this riot, had never thought about maintaining order.

Because he knew that rebellion would not succeed at all...

However, the chaos in the Taipei City Square is far beyond his expectations.

Only three hundred decisive people actually caused such a big mess, and it seems that their sacrifice is still very valuable.

"Mr. Guangming, we have seized the northern gate of Nan'anfang!"

Guangmingjun, who was in charge of Haidong Pavilion, once again received good news that excited him.

"Is Nan'anfang in chaos?"

"It's going to be in chaos! Dong Laohu asked you to send troops to reinforce and take down Nan'anfang in one fell swoop!"

"Okay!" Guangmingjun stood up, "Tell him to Dong Laohei and ask him to take his troops to Nan'anfang immediately, and he must mobilize the Bohai slaves there no matter what!"

"Here!"

The subordinates took the order and left, while Guangmingjun stood up and said to an old man beside him who looked very thin: "Gao Tongjun, come and command for me."

"Guangmingjun, where are you going?" asked the old man known as Gao Tongjun.

Of course, his commander was granted by the King of Swords. Before today, there was no army to be governed by him. But he still knew that today's rebellion would not be successful. So he was very nervous at this moment. Seeing that the King of Light was about to leave, he felt even more assured.

"I'm going to meet the deputy envoy of the Song Dynasty." Guangmingjun smiled, "How is the Fengle Building of Han's family? Are they surrounded?"

"It has been surrounded, so I wonder if the Song envoy ran away in the chaos?"

Guangmingjun smiled and said, "You'll know when you go and take a look."

...

This...how is this possible!?

Is this still the Xijin Mansion in the late Liao Dynasty? Why did it make such a fuss? It looks a bit like the French Revolution!

At this time, Wu Haogu stood at a window on the second floor of Fengle Building of Hanjia, looking at the crowds shouting outside, chaotic and tide-like crowds. He had the illusion of traveling through time again. If it weren't for the chaotic people's outfits, they would be the ancient Chinese, and the slogan they shouted was "Kill the Khitan and welcome the Song army". Wu Haogu really thought he had traveled to a revolutionary uprising... And judging from his current location, it was obviously not with the people!

However, even though I was sure that I was still in the Song Dynasty, oh, it should be in the Liao Dynasty, Wu Haogu was still not happy at all.

Because the inexplicable riot in front of me is definitely not a good thing for me... If it is a good thing, I wouldn't have people gathered here!

At this time, Ma Zhi strode behind Wu Haogu and said in a comforting tone: "Dalang, don't panic. The doors and windows downstairs are already closed, and there are still dozens of people who can fight, so they can't fight."

"Brother Ma, don't coax me..." Wu Haogu shook his head, "If there were dozens of heroes wearing armor and bows, the mobs outside would be worth worrying, but who would come to the restaurant with armor and bows and arrows?"

Wu Haogu has followed Tong Guan and Li Zhong these days, and the two nobles of Li Zhong have learned some military skills. They already know the difference in combat power between armored soldiers and non-armored soldiers.

If dozens of heroes like Lin Chong and Zhong Ge'er were wearing stair armor, the mobs outside could be killed immediately. If people who had not practiced, they could not cut the stair armor with swords, and the blunt weapon that could not be wielded at all. The only thing that could be used to break armor was long-handed sharp weapons such as long-handed spears. They could break armor by running-up after assassination or close-range slapping. However, they had to fight in a formation. Now they were crowded together in such chaos, and the long-handed weapons could not be used.

But now Lin Chong and Zhong Ge'er do not have armor, bows and arrows, and they don't even have weapons with long handles. All they can use are swords and shields modified with pot lids...

Therefore, Ma Zhi, who was commanding on the spot (he was the magistrate of Yuhe County and the military envoy, and his official position was the largest in this restaurant), did not dare to take people out, and had to stand firm and wait for help.

But the question is when will this aid arrive? The personal army of the eight battalions of traitor guards in Xijin Prefecture seem to have left the city, and do they still have the troops to quickly suppress the riot?

Also, this broken restaurant may be able to defend it? There are at least three to five thousand rioters outside (in fact, not that much, but Wu Haogu is too scared, so it looks too much).

Could it be that a great life will be given here for no reason?

Just when Wu Haogu was afraid of death, the crowd on the street downstairs suddenly disturbed, and then he saw a dozen beggars holding swords surrounded by a man wearing a mask and a brocade robe walking towards the restaurant.

"Listen to the people in the restaurant," I don't know who was shouting downstairs, "The Lord Guangming of the King of the Sword of the Great Bohai Kingdom is here!"

"It's indeed a Bohai slave!" Ma Zhi muttered in Wu Haogu's ear.

The people downstairs were still shouting: "Guang Ming, please come out and talk to the envoys of the Song Dynasty. If you have any important matters, can the envoys of the Song Dynasty be in the restaurant?"
Chapter completed!