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144 Repression (1)

Wang Die is not Wang Jun. Although both of them are data np, this guy is from a bandit and he is also following the path of a military general.

Because of their different positioning, the two sides also handle the things in front of them completely differently.

Wang Jun hopes to suppress this unrest in a peaceful way. It is best not to use force if you can use force. After all, they are all urgently needed population resources for copycats.

But Wang Die was different. From the beginning when he came here, the situation seemed to be a little bad. When these people seemed to have signs of turmoil, Wang Die had already begun to gather troops from the mountain village when Wang Jun negotiated with them. In Wang Die's opinion, the things in front of him were simple.

Isn’t it just a group of people who are full and want to make trouble? Isn’t it better to just crush such things with force?

These two people have different personalities, are not positioned and handled differently, but if you really tell who is right and who is wrong, it is actually difficult to reach a conclusion.

However, it seemed that Wang Di's preparations were more satisfying to the land, sea and air. The hundreds of archers were in their positions, and under the cover of arrows, the angry and dissatisfied people suddenly shivered all over. Not to mention that hundreds of horse thieves inside the village had gathered over.

Wang Die's preparation made Lu Haikong's mood slightly better, but then another moment, another sound of footsteps sounded. The sound seemed to be quite large, at least several thousand.

Hearing this sound, Zhang Tie's face, which was originally dark because of the archers and horse thieves, suddenly smiled. The footsteps must have known that it was from the remaining group of ordinary people in the village. Now they are obviously coming to support them.

"See, all the people in the entire village are on our side. What can you bandits do if they are fierce? Can you beat more than 10,000 of us with a thousand people?"

Zhang Tie knew very well that his greatest reliance was the people he incited to. As long as he controlled their anger, victory would eventually belong to him.

So while he had a glimmer of hope, he began to inspire the rioters who had just been frightened by the arrangements of Ma Nuo and Wang Di, trying to arouse their anger again and let them follow him to knock down the land, sea and air to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, these bandits are all good. There are so many of us who don't have to be afraid of them at all. And look, our helper is here!"

Zhang Tie estimated that the footsteps were almost coming, and he shouted in the direction where the footsteps came.

Sure enough, another group of people rushed over. Compared to these rioters, the later group of people carried farm tools such as hoes and shoulder poles as weapons. These people were almost everyone else in the copycat.

Seeing so many people coming over with great momentum, the rioters who were originally frightened suddenly became proud again. Everyone was standing by their side. Do they still need to be afraid of these bandits? Some even began to insult Lu, Hai and Kong again.

But Zhang Tie and the others were happy for a long time. Soon they found something was wrong. These people didn't come to help them at all. As soon as they came in, they swung their hoes and shoulder poles, beating those who had just gotten off the wall who were standing behind the land, sea and air, and ran away with their heads.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tie and the rioters were all stupid. Didn’t he agree that it was reinforcements? Didn’t he say that they supported us?

Lu Haikong was also a little stunned. It was not because of the unexpected support from the people, but because he could clearly see that among the people who came to support, a small figure was mixed in. She also took a sword and attacked with the other people. Although she was young and had a small body, she was black when she started to move. The sword in her hand was moving and it was making a hole in the other people's body.

"Okay, okay, stop me."

Lu Haikong went forward, snatched the sword in Lu Ying's little girl's hand, and picked up the little man and stopped the attack.

Most of the people who came from behind were rescued by land, sea, air or kings from the iron hoof of the Xianbei people. They honestly retreated as soon as the land, sea, air and air exited, but they looked at the turbulent people with resentment with their weapons.

In their eyes, if it weren't for land, sea and air, they would have died under the iron hoofs of the Xianbei people. If it weren't for land, sea and air, they wouldn't have such a wonderful life now. They don't have to worry about food or worry about foreigners. How could they allow anyone to destroy such a life?

So after they knew that someone had started to make a fuss, they immediately organized themselves and took the guys they usually worked and ate and killed them. They all fought to the death. In just a short while, the one or two thousand people standing behind Lu, Hai and Kong fell down by about a hundred people, and the rest were all terrified of horror.

With the support of thousands of people holding weapons, and the archers on the arrow tower in the residential houses and the gathered horse thieves, the situation in front of them has been completely controlled, but the anger of land, sea and air did not disappear at all.

Putting Lu Ying's little girl aside, Lu Haikong took the ghost-faced axe behind her and walked towards Zhang Tie and the others step by step.

"I can't figure it out, really can't figure out, what's so much resentment from you?"

"Isn't it good to have a copycat here? There are food and accommodation here, and you can't be cold or hungry. Don't worry about when the Xianbei people and the Huns will kill you and kill you. Is this kind of living environment not good?"

"Oh by the way, it's not bad, it should be a bit nice, so good that you guys forget who they are! Don't want to live with us bandits? Do you want to drive us out and live here yourself? Are you the best match for trampling on your horse?"

"I also plunder your wealth. I have been a bandit until now. I can say with a clear conscience that I have never killed a commoner, nor have a single copper snatched from you? Why? Because in my eyes, we are all the people who are all the way. We are all the poor people who are forced by life and bullied."

"So I want to build this village. I want to gather all the people who were oppressed by aristocratic families and bullied by foreign tribes. I want to give you a good life with my strength, but what the hell have you done? You want to drive me out. I have worked so hard to raise a group of ungrateful wolves? Have you ever thought about it when you are eating and sleeping that these are all given to me now?"

With the ghost-faced axe, Lu Haikong cursed so happily for the first time. Looking at the people who lowered their heads and did not speak, with guilt, appointments, or disdain on their faces, Lu Haikong suddenly felt bored.
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