In the distance, there is a hall in front of the huge front yard, with long side rooms on both sides. There are a bunch of people standing between them. Wei Changhui and Qin Rigang are lying on the mat, and two rows of stick hands are lined up on both sides. The long red sticks are tied with yellow satin, and the top is stuck under the chin of stick hands. The wide bottom is extended slanted to the front, forming a neat row. At this moment, the two stick hands are fighting two thieves vigorously, and they make a sound of crying for their parents.

"Don't make noise! ​​Don't mess around! Everyone enters the side room!" There were three rows of soldiers standing between the thief and the side room. The person who came in to watch the punishment at the main entrance was immediately ordered loudly by someone.

Wallace Chung gritted his teeth and looked at the two bastards in the middle of the yard in the distance. He wiped his tears. He walked along the porch and walked through two sword guards to enter the huge side room hall. It was already crowded. Everyone squeezed between the door and the window and watched the Beiwang and Dingtianhou being tortured. Everyone clenched their fists tightly.

"Old Wang!" Wallace Chung squeezed to the window, but found that the old friend who was wiping his tears was his envoy to Haijing. Although he knew that he was sent by the King of Dong to monitor him and investigate Haijing, he had no dissatisfaction at this moment. Everyone was a loyal man from the King of Dongwang. He was in great pain for the sudden collapse of the pillars and beams of Tianping Heavenly Kingdom.

"General Wallace Chung!" Lao Wang didn't say a single extra word, but just stretched out his hand. He held Wallace Chung's hand firmly, and his hands tightly held each other in the screams from the yard.

"Damn it, you can't wait." Zheng Abao looked at the fewer and fewer people in front of the Tianwang Mansion, and even the female official who was reciting the notice left. He was afraid that he would not see the execution scene, so he was so anxious that he scratched his head.

"What can you do?" Qin Mazi sat on the steps and snorted coldly, pointing to a group of people beside him and said, "Look, either foreigners or are wearing foreign dresses, you can't get in!"

"Oh, why don't we buy a set of Taiping Army clothes and get in." Zheng Abao clapped his hands.

"Okay! Go and buy it!" Qin Mazi also looked excited. There were shops here. Why didn't he expect it to be so simple?

Zheng Abao immediately ran out, but half an hour later, he came back in disappointment.

"How is it? Why are you back empty-handed?" Qin Mazi was disappointed.

"Damn, you can buy a revolver here, but you can't buy a robe and a red turban!" Zheng Abao screamed and sweated.

Yung Wing interrupted later: "It must be that thing is beheaded. I have vomited three times today. I have not seen more corpses and heads in my life as in that street."

"Yes, there are many young women, why are they killed? My God!" Tom, who couldn't straighten his waist, said weakly in Chinese.

"Silly! Who is not destroyed here?" Qin Mazi and Zheng Abao looked at each other, and in unison cursed the stupidity of foreigners in their stomachs.

At this moment, a creaking sound came from the side, and Qin Mazi and Zheng Abao rushed towards it like arrows-- Sure enough, the door was actually closed!

"Fuck! We're going in and see!" Zheng Abao screamed in disappointment.

"Get out! If you believe it or not, I will stab you in two shots!" The guard at the door shouted in anger. The group of foreigners and fake foreigners were whining behind them just now, which made them very annoyed.

John, whose Chinese name is Big Bull, stood in the courtyard with Lai Hanying, and saw the staff in the distance in front hitting the two princes one after another. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom officials beside him shouted loudly as if they were singing tickets. The heads in the long hall on both sides seemed to be duck necks stretched out from the middle of the forest guards in front and looked at him, just feeling fun.

At this time, a creaking sound came from the gate behind him. A Taiping Army official ran to Lai Hanying and knelt down on one leg and said, "Report to sir, there is no one outside!" "Do it!" Lai Hanying smiled and waved his hand.

"Kill the villain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The official stood up from the ground, turned his head and shouted at the open front yard.

Immediately, John, the Irishman, was stunned and things seemed to be completely reversed.

"Kill the villa!" A red tide surged from the door of the main hall in front, and countless soldiers rushed into the huge front yard of the Heavenly King's Mansion with weapons;

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" All kinds of doors, regardless of the big and small doors, or the iron and wooden doors, are all closed.

It turned out that facing the middle of the courtyard, the soldiers who were monitoring Wei Changhui and others for execution were as if they were watching the execution of Wei Changhui and others, and at the same time, the weapons in their hands were immediately aimed at the stunned Red Turban soldiers in the side hall;

The two princes who were screaming like pigs in the middle of the courtyard pushed away the stick that had been hit on the other side of the mat and shook off the rope that was tied off on their hands. They jumped up and immediately brought the princely garments for them, and served them carefully to put them on. They were cautious as if they were serving the eunuchs in the king's land.

In this strange change, the sound of soldiers going out was rushing, and there was no other sound in the front yard: John Jo shut up and looked at the princes who were still being punished just now, standing up without any injuries like magicians; Wallace Chung opened his mouth and exhaled a terrified aura. What was going on?

Wei Changhui's roar was echoing in the front yard with hatred:

"You group of doggy-gou rebellious! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Then the Beiwang, whose blood was not dry on Yang Xiuqing, stomped his feet desperately, and he shouted:

"Yang Xiuqing!"

"You beast!"

"You have always oppressed me!"

"I know, you are jealous of me. I have a private school teacher. You are ignorant! I have a wealthy family and you have nothing!"

"So you've been playing with me all the time. As soon as I make the gong sound, I will run to your door! No matter day or night, sunny or rainy, I'll even carry you a sedan chair! I'm not your dog, I'm a human, I'm the dignified king of the earth! Now look at who is separated? Whose family is finished? Wolf ambition! Heaven and earth are killed! God can't save you! I want to be long live? Bah!"

Amid Wei Changhui's curses, Wallace Chung, in the west side hall, watched the soldiers of the North King raiding out into the opposite side hall, and immediately cried inside, the window was broken, and a headless corpse hung under the windowsill.

"We were cheated!" Someone shouted.

"Ah!" No one who heard it could speak, just said the word "Ah". It seemed like a cold cold current echoed in this west side hall.

"I'm going out!" A man at the door reached out and pulled the door outside to lock the floor hall. In response, he was a spear stabbed in through the window frame on the door. The man threw his bloody arm into the arms of his brother behind him.

"God! Why is this?" Seeing the blood and flesh gushing out like a fountain in the opposite hall. Listening to Wei Changhui's crying scolding in the middle of the yard, Wallace Chung touched his empty waist, and then looked at the crowded people behind him, and no one had a weapon.

In a side hall, there were almost all five hundred people, following the East King Nanzhengbei battlegrounds. Facing the Qing Yao, they could tear ten of them apart, but now facing the massacre of the comrades, they didn't even have a knife.

Now that the side hall opposite was slaughtered, the soldiers of the side hall in the west watched the group of blood-filled comrades rushing towards them from the window.

"Dong King! You are wronged!" Wallace Chung let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and he shouted: "You can't let them come in! We will die with our eyes open!"

"We can't let them come in! We will die with our eyes open!" A loud bang in the hall, almost crowded with people in the hall, the summer heat and the anger in my heart, and many people tore open their shirts and exposed their scars - they couldn't accept it!

"Bang!" A hall door closest to Zhong Han was kicked open. Zhong Han roared and rushed over. He picked up a chair and looked at the red scarf soldier who was the same as him outside the door, but he fucked the chair with red eyes and smashed it down.

He easily killed all the rebellious kings of the East Hall. Unexpectedly, the rebellious rebellion in the West Hall was so brave. The grin of the soldier in front of him was still hanging on his face. Before his eyes could be used to the heat gushing out after kicking open the door, he smashed his head over with a chair.

They glanced at each other.

Just like they have done it, when they fought with Qing Yao for a knife, they looked at each other like a lion and a hyena. In an instant, both sides knew who was the lion and who was the hyena, who would survive, and they were not afraid of living or dying.

Facing Wallace Chung, a brave general who fought south and north, the 15-year-old Beiwang soldier was scared and for a moment.

A moment is enough.

His knife slowed down, and Wallace Chung's chair hit his head, then broke into pieces and flew between the two.

The soldier fell forward.

"Reverse! Reverse!" The soldiers behind were frightened for a moment, and then angrily squeezed at the door and stabbed Wallace Chung, who was holding two chair legs.

"Kill the Qing Demon!" Zhong Han held the chair's legs in his hand, and the soldier who was smashed to his stomach with his shoulder. He ignored the left side and stabbed him hard on the eyes of the former comrade on the right with the wooden stubble on the short side of the chair's legs.

"Wow!"

"!"

Wallace Chung and the soldier on the right outside the door roared at the same time. The latter was pierced by his wooden legs, and a large hole was cut on his head by a long knife on the left.

Half of his face was bleeding, but it was not fatal. Because the door was too narrow, it was panicked, and with the crowded front and behind, the sword of the soldier on the left was not strong enough, and only a bloody hole was cut on Wallace Chung's hard head.

"Grab the knife!" With a loud roar, another chair passed by Wallace Chung's face full of blood. He smashed the face of the soldier on the left. A big man with a beard, also rushed over with a chair. Wallace Chung tilted his head and saw that he recognized him. It was not who Li Shanghua, the brave general who defeated the Qing soldiers in Yong'an, was so pitiful that he was actually trapped in Pingyang and was bullied by a dog today!

The third person rushed over from Wallace Chung and Old Li, cooperated with great tacit understanding and directly robbed the knife from the hand of the first soldier who was knocked down by Wallace Chung. This person was also the object of mutual admiration between Wallace Chung and Old Li: another powerful general, Wang Yetian, was in the siege of Changsha. At this moment, he held the knife empty-handed.

"Be careful to grab the sword!" Hou Tianci, the commander of the soldier who was squeezed into a group outside the door, is also a fierce general under the command of the Northern King. He is a master in all kinds of battles. He has drunk wine with three fierce generals in the door and has a peer-to-people relationship. At this moment, he knows what they want when he sees the three of them fighting.

While warning, Hou Tianci directly threw the knife in his hand, stretched his hand between the two injured subordinates squeezed into the door, grabbed the belt of the first attacked soldier who was falling inside, and pulled it back suddenly.

In an instant, two powerful generals tugged a soldier at the same time inside the door.

"Kill!" Another officer outside the door Qi Jishang suddenly pulled the back of his neck and pulled open the soldier who was being poked at the door with his eyes. He stabbed the sword in his hand at the three people squeezed into the door without thinking about it.

Facing the fierce stab, Li Shanghua, who was holding half of the chair in his hand, had no choice but to dodge. Qi Jishang's eyes turned, and he was so sophisticated that he saw Wang Yetian holding the knife in the soldier's hand.

You can't let them get weapons!

"Let go!" Qi Jishang turned his wrist and stabbed Wang Yetian, who was half-squatting. If the other party had no weapons, it would be much more convenient to cut in in a while.

"Noda let go!" Li Shanghua yelled.

Wallace Chung, who was bleeding from his face, shouted and stabbed Ji Shang's face again with the wooden thorn in his hand. In order to rescue his companions, this tacit understanding was fought countless bloody battles.

Then there is no need to say that the people in the door have a tacit understanding of fighting, and the people outside the door are no less than them.

Hou Tianci, who was snatching the soldier's body violently, saw that Zhong Han's body was tilted and stabbed Qi Jishang's face beside him. Without saying a word, he bumped forward, but his left hand crossed the wooden thorn and punched Zhong Han in the face.

Wallace Chung staggered back into the door, and Wang Yetian stayed in front of Qiji Shangdi Sword. However, he was desperately holding the hand holding the weapon.

God needs weapons!

The Eastern King needs weapons!

You need weapons to believe in yourself!

The brothers in the room need weapons!

Facing the sharp sword, Wang Yeda did not plan to let go.

Instead of retreating, he held the hand holding the knife tightly with one hand, his body suddenly rose, and his empty hand suddenly hugged Qi Ji Shangdi's neck, between them was a soldier who was knocked dizzy and a sharp sword.

The body suddenly shook, Wang Yetian twisted the knife from the soldier's hand and hugged Qi Jishang's neck with the other one.

But the sword in Qi Jishang's hand was inserted from his chest to his stomach.

"Noda!"

"Old Wang!"

I don’t know how many people at the door looked at the bright and bloody sword tip from Wang Yeda’s back waist.

But Wang Yetian seemed to see a lover's boy, put his mouth close to his lover's ear and whispered. His head and Qiji Shangdi Head were separated by the soldier.

Then Qi Jishang howled and fell out the door, his ears missing for a long time.

Wang Yetian in the room also fell to the ground. He sat there, spit out half of his ear, and handed the knife to Wallace Chung on the left. He pulled out the sword inserted into his stomach and handed it to Li Shanghua on the right, and smiled and said, "Weapon!"

Then he lowered his head and smiled, "Intestines." He reached out and poured out his hand to the ground, and thrust all the intestines on the ground, and then he was so angry.

"Oh God!" Wallace Chung roared and slashed at the dense enemies outside the door.
To be continued...