Volume 5 Chapter 40

A big cloud of smoke and dust came from the official road, the sound of horses' hooves, the clank of armour and clothes.

Almost all the townspeople in Donggang Town came out of the streets and lanes, even the noisy market and fishing boats on the riverside were very quiet.

The rumble of horses' hooves from afar reminds all the people of Donggang that their most worried things have come.

Even though most of the simple townspeople don't know the details of the Yunqin law very well, almost everyone knows Lin Xi's situation when he is scattered on the Bank of the river.

Xiao Lin, who has won their deep respect, has already violated the Yunqin law in order to thoroughly investigate this heinous case and resist orders.

But is Mr. Xiao Lin wrong?

Just to prevent the Xijiang River from becoming so dark, just to find out the dirt thoroughly, and to become a prisoner instead of being such a tough man?

Ordinary people only have the most simple concept of right and wrong, they just think it is not right at all, and they can't accept it at all.

Without anyone's instruction, many streets and shops are empty. Many shop owners and staff have not even closed the shop door, so they all rush to the East streets and lanes. They don't want people from outside to take Mr. Xiao Lin away.

Because of too much anger, it is silent, but the sound of the horse's hoof in the distance is very clear. However, the clearer the sound of the horse's hoof, the more angry people are.

"It's raining! I'm afraid I can't even see the old man."

Suddenly, there was a sound.

The fine weather is becoming haze at this time, and the sky begins to sprinkle thin rain.

…… In the drizzle, a line of cavalry appeared again in the sight of Donggang people.

At the first sight, many of the people who saw the cavalry troops coming from the shattered drizzle opened their mouths but could not make a sound.

The officer in the front is still Wei Xianwu, who is full of blood. But behind him, there are not only 50 cavalry, but also a dense population of at least 200 cavalry.

In addition to the former soldiers in light armor, there are more than 30 riders wearing blue and black heavy armor behind him. These soldiers are silent and silent, only a small part of their faces are exposed outside. The cold metal surface of the blue and black armor is covered with thick oil, so the drizzle can't get wet at all, only a few small drops of water coagulate and sprinkle Drop. This heavy metal armor is not a soul soldier, but it is also engraved with many flame like patterns. The most frightening thing is that these heavy armour soldiers are holding battle axes with a length of one person in their hands. It seems that there is a constant chill emanating from the huge white axe.

Most of these heavy cavalry soldiers have been equipped with long spears and spears for battle, which are dense and cold.

Wei Xianwu, the leader of Yiqi, looked coldly at the people whose alleys had been blocked. At one glance, he saw the cowardice in many people's eyes. He knew that it was absolutely right to take these deterrent heavy rides. At the same time, he also raised a sneer in his heart.

"I understand what you think."

He reached out his hand and made a gesture. The cavalry behind him was divided into four orderly columns, and began to slow down slightly. At the same time, his cold and solemn voice was loud: "but you should understand that we are soldiers, and it is our duty to execute orders. And there are laws and regulations of Yunqin. As a person of Yunqin, you need to believe in the laws of Yunqin and follow the laws of Yunqin. Don't use them because of some emotional factors. So please get out of the way. "

"We are not being used, but we have been able to see clearly all the time. According to your opinion, it is also your soldiers who do these harmful things. So we don't believe you at all now." At present, there are many people's voices in the drizzle, no one back for a while.

"Confrontation with the army is a major crime of rebellion." Wei Xianwu still has no expression on his face. Facing the surging people in front of him, he just makes a cold voice, such as reading a fact.

"We're unarmed, isn't it rebellion?"

"We just won't let them see what they can do to us?"

For a while, the people blocking the road made more noise.

Wei Xianwu and the dense cavalry behind him have arrived at the entrance of the town, but these people still do not disperse, so he has to stop.

"I repeat that as a person of Yunqin, he must abide by the law of Yunqin, otherwise he will be punished as a rebel." Wei Xianwu looked at these people who refused to retreat in the drizzle and said coldly.

For a while, there were more curses.

The road is still blocked.

Wei Xianwu's eyes narrowed slightly. He reached for his hand and clenched his fist. He lifted them up.

"Zheng!"

There was a sharp sound of metal crossing. A cold light was shining. The heavy and light riders behind him held the blade in their hands at the same time.

Finally, Fang dozens of riders took the long bow on their back in their hands.

"When did our soldiers in Yunqin fall to this level? How can the blade only face us? " Some people in the crowd were furious and scolded.

"You need to understand a little." However, Wei Xianwu's face was colder and more Iron-blooded. He looked coldly at the people in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "it's because the military command is like a mountain that we, the talents of the cloud and Qin army, awe the opponents with strength. Today, even if it's not facing you, even if it's the abyss and sword mountain that must die, we will also rush through it. This is the will of our soldiers, so you should not challenge our will because of some emotional factors. You need justice, and only Yunqin law can guarantee your justice. Just because you are Yunqin people, I have said so much, so it's the last request . please get out of the way. "

Because of Wei Xianwu's breath, because of his words, the crowd appeared some looseness, but many people still did not retreat.

"Unless we fight with each other's lives, no one can force the soldiers of Yunqin. There is no such thing now, and there will be no such thing in the future."

Wei Xianwu didn't say anything more. He raised his head slightly and opened his fist.

The horses under his feet moved, and the army behind him moved. A cold shining blade was raised. A sound of bowstring was heard. A long bow was drawn to the full circle, and the arrow was aimed at the road ahead of this army.

Wei Xianwu has a kind of real determination that can't be doubted. The simple townspeople can't bear the double pressure brought by psychology and these cold weapons any longer. The people on the main road begin to disperse one after another.

The bluestone road suddenly widened.

However, everyone immediately found that when the main road leading to the governor's office was empty, there was a young man who did not retreat.

This young man is Wang Ping.

Most of the townspeople don't know this young man from other places. They just see that this is a young umbrella maker. He's making an umbrella. When they hear that there are soldiers and horses coming, they run here before they can put down their hands.

At this moment, on the bluestone Road, which has begun to become empty, the young man standing in the road looks very abrupt.

Originally, Wei Xianwu saw the retreat of these townspeople under the threat of his real death, and his heart had once again appeared a sneer of contempt. However, when he saw that the crowd was scattered and there was such a young man left, his brow was wrinkled unconsciously, and his face was colder.

Instead of looking at him and senleng's army behind him, Wang Ping sat down on the wet slate road and began to inlay bamboo strips and concentrate on making an umbrella in his hand. His face was very pale, and his hands trembled slightly, but his face was stubborn.

For a moment the whole street became silent again.

A weak young man with no power to bind a chicken, sitting on the ground alone, is fighting against the strong Yunqin army.

Another old man came out.

The old man is mo in the riverside building. He came out of the crowd behind him. After he came out, he also took a bench from the nearby shop and sat down.

"To die is to die."

Old man Mo's face is extremely calm. He only feels that his life is mediocre, and he can be more vigorous when he dies. It's also excellent. Only because of the pedantry of the old scholar, he spewed these four words heavily when he sat down.

A plain old woman with a wound on her forehead also came out in silence and welcomed the death that might come at any time.

This is Feng Zeyi's mother. She came from Qinghe town, but only saw her son's cold and swollen body. Among the rescued daughters, there was no daughter-in-law. If there are any close relatives in the world, it's only Lord Xiao Lin who is willing to break the law in order to give her justice.

"What a powerful and majestic cloud Qin army."

A burst of applause rang out, and a middle-aged man came out and sat down in front of the old woman.

This is fourth Master Zhu.

"I'm sorry to have offended you so much. I'm just fighting for breath." After sitting down, he seriously and apologetically leaned over old man Mo and apologized in a low voice.

"You are still a man. I was biased in my comments on you. If you can survive this time, I can sell you the riverside building." Old man Mo looked at fourth Master Zhu and said.

"If there is no such tone, there is nothing to contend with." Fourth Master Zhu smiled and shook his head.

Just between the words, more people came out.

There are old people, women, fishermen, porters . in a moment, there were as many as forty or fifty.

In this world, after all, there are many people who are not afraid of death.

Wei Xianwu's eyelids sank. Even though he had the determination and will to do anything, he had already felt that the army behind him was a little flustered.

At this time, the crowd at the end of the street, suddenly separated, drenched in all the drizzle, appeared a young man.

A young man with a green umbrella.

His pupils contracted.

This young man with an umbrella is Lin Xi.

Most of the people present did not take umbrellas. Despite the drizzle, Lin Xi took umbrellas, but there was no sense of incongruity. Because he had a volume of official documents in his hand, and the umbrella in his hand could prevent the volume of official documents from getting wet.

At the same time, Wei Xianwu's heart felt cold when he saw the imprint on the official document published by Lin Xi.

How is it possible?

He came very quickly, and I don't know how many people in these towns have been fighting for their lives and don't want this list to be published. Even if the officials in the last few places smashed themselves