Once a chaotic battle occurs, the result is destined. Whether Wang Peng leaves or not, the situation is completely difficult to recover.

The chaotic scene lasted for most of the hour. The villagers from several places were entangled and it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us. When the roars had become hoarse and powerless, a large number of villagers had already lie down in the wilderness.

Although the chaotic battle was fierce, the real killing was not too much. After all, the villagers did not have many special weapons and weapons for killing. The biggest casualties were the trampling between each other, so various wails and crying gradually replaced the previous irritating sound of killing.

At this stage of the fight, if only the villagers participated, it would be basically difficult to continue. However, because there were many rural clan members distributed in the crowd, although they provoked the fight, they all retained their strength in the previous fights, and now they became the real backbone.

"The thieves have not only taken away my hometown, but they still dare to hide armored soldiers in the village. This is determined to drive away all the people in Danyang Township! The hatred of taking over property, the hatred of humiliation, and the hatred of avenging revenge, today!"

Such howlings sounded many times on the field, and some people even directly grabbed the Yongwei School in Langya Township. They ignored the other party's cry and begged for mercy, and directly cut off their heads and hung their heads on a high bamboo pole: "I have endured humiliation and hatred for decades, how can I give up! Kill the thief and restore my hometown!"

The bloody and cruel scenes made people's hearts tense and they couldn't help but tremble. The extremely inflammatory slogans aroused the anger in people's hearts, so a large number of villagers rose up again, picked up soldiers' sticks, gathered up noisy, and rushed towards Langya County with a shout.

The people of Wu on the other side are naturally not willing to be outdone. Compared with the people of Danyang who endured humiliation over the years, their hatred for the Langya outskirts is much more direct and strong. The thieves killed their villagers and robbed their wealth. Most of the losses they suffered in recent days were because the thieves attacked and drove away their protective umbrella Shen Sikong. There must be revenge under the thieves. Today!

The mobs rushed into Langya County like a flood. All the buildings they saw were destroyed and removed on the way, and all the living things they saw were killed! The public resentment and revenge that had been gathered for a long time were finally completely ignited at this moment. The burning anger was even more terrifying than the real fire, and everything they saw was burning!

The people in many villages and towns in Langya Township were naturally shocked by the sound of this rumbling. Some people relied on their courage and gathered more than a dozen villages to brave the fences at the fences and gates at the village heads to try to block them, but they were soon beaten to the ground by the surging people.

Some people made a quick decision, helping the elderly and young people to escape over the wall, while others refused to give up their family business and cried to the hospital door to beg those local geniuses who had previously outlined many beautiful prospects for them to come and rescue them.

The riots soon spread across the countryside, and the rioters who rushed in dispersed and exerted destruction with their anger. The countryside was full of chaos, and many villagers even died directly on the road of the fields.

At the same time, when the people of Langya Township who were fleeing, they naturally subconsciously rushed to where they felt they were powerful and could provide shelter.

At this time, the capital of Langya County was also in chaos. Previously, most of the rural brave men were sent out to stop the rioters led by Wang Pengzhi, and there were only three or four hundred soldiers left in the city. Most of these soldiers gathered in the county office. Until the news of their defeat came, these soldiers were sent to the four-sided city gates, intending to pick up the scattered soldiers.

Cai Mo did not expect that Wang Pengzhi would be defeated so quickly, and what was even more terrible was that Wang Pengzhi escaped at the last minute, but did not send anyone to repay Jincheng with the specific situation. So Cai Mo thought that Wang Pengzhi was still entangled and maintained on the battlefield and saved the situation, so he did not choose to evacuate immediately.

Soon, the villagers who were chased and killed in the fourth field rushed towards Jincheng, and the soldiers who were few remaining and were ready to receive the defeated soldiers were instantly dispersed by these people. At this time, even if they wanted to close the door and resist the enemy, it was too late. A large number of rioters chased the people in Langya and rushed directly into the city.

"Aweng, the city can no longer be guarded, hurry up and escape in the chaos!"

There were still dozens of loyal family members around Cai Mo. He heard the noises spreading across the city quickly to the county office. He no longer cared about the master and servant, and pulled Cai Mo and planned to turn out from the side door.

However, before they were wandering around the government office, the noise was already rumbling. Then, the chaotic people climbed up and poked their heads out. Within a few breaths, the chaotic people climbed down from the walls. Hundreds of murderers, each carrying swords, guns and sticks, surrounded Cai Mo and his family.

"You are so stupid..."

One of the Cai family members had not scolded him yet, but had been pulled to the rioters, and then shouted to the rioters: "The people of the country have accumulated grievances, and what they did is nothing more than unfair. Today, I have seen this kind of hometown feelings, and I will definitely present the memorial platform later..."

"The knife and stick in our hands are justice!"

One of the rioters shouted loudly, and then the stone in his hand flew out of his hand, hitting Cai Mo's forehead: "The thieves are acting evil because these high-ranking ministers are instigating evil to raise evil and eat the blood of our villagers! Today, the thief is trapped here and will never let them live together!"

Cai Mo held his forehead and arched his waist and screamed. Before he could stand up, the blows had already followed one after another. He could still curl up and struggle at first, but soon after, the pain completely submerged him!

More and more villagers rushed into the county office. Seeing this, other people who were still committing violence saw this, they were afraid that the goods in the treasury would be taken away by others first, so they rushed towards the hall. The place was already covered with blood and flesh, and Cai Mo and his family's bodies were chaotic and could no longer tell the difference between them.

The county office was captured by the rioters, and the Wang family's country house was also not spared. There was no way to even rely on the solid city walls here. Moreover, before the rioters rushed in, a considerable number of Langya towns gathered here to seek shelter. Therefore, the entire Wang family's mansion was completely trapped here by the villagers, and they could not escape.

The turbulent rioters had just approached the Wang family mansion, and the villagers who gathered here had retreated first, completely destroying the protection of the entire mansion. Almost instantly, the vast Wang family mansion was completely trapped in a riot.

At this time, the people of the Wang clan who were still in the house were now, and those who were still rational and capable of acting were trying their best to organize their families to defend. However, the mobs like floods could not be able to resist in a hurry, and soon the Wang clan fell one after another.

At this moment, the violence of human nature was undoubtedly revealed, and there was no difference between a noble family and a noble family. Many Wang clan members who had no time to transfer were beaten to death. At the same time, a large number of female relatives were caught from the hidden places, screaming and struggling, but they were inevitably humiliated in the end.

The center of the Wang family mansion is where Wang Dao’s mourning hall is located. Due to changes one after another, the arrangements for Wang Dao’s mourning in the Taiwan Strait have been delayed again and again, so Wang Dao’s remains have not been buried.

At this moment, the only place in the entire Wang family mansion was still peaceful. The remaining tribesmen and family members gathered here, each of whom was very frightened. Wang Tian was still in a plain robe, with a pale face and a hoarse voice directing his family to throw all the objects that could be carried out outside the wall, in order to cause a moment of obstruction to the rioters.

"Alang, Alang, I can't hold on anymore, Yisi..."

After Wang Yunzhi left, the old family members around Wang Dao who were imprisoned were also released, but it was useless. He heard the noise of riots getting closer and closer. One of the family members dragged Wang Tian to the inner hall to death and said in a trembling voice: "The Taifu had foreseeed that the family might be in trouble. Earlier, the secret ordered his family to dig secretly and secretly tell the ditches outside the residence. Alang should not force him anymore, quickly..."

"Sir, do you have this next move?"

Wang Tian heard his family whispering, and a trace of brightness flashed in his eyes, but it soon faded. He hurriedly reached out and took out a silk book from his arms and stuffed it into his family's arms: "This letter was written with blood, saying that my father and son are innocent, saying that my family is traitor, and saying that my hometown is a disaster..."

While speaking, he walked out quickly. Soon after, he pulled his son Wang into the inner hall and stuffed him into his family's arms: "I cannot protect my deceased father and rest in peace, and I cannot eliminate the disasters of the family. I am not willing to die. If I am lucky enough to live, I will be ashamed of the world. Although this son is passed down from blood, he is a brother's heir. I cannot decide his life and death, and quickly lead it out and run the way to live!"

When the family heard this, they were crying and waiting for further advice. However, outside the mourning hall, there were already chaos rushing to the nearest side, so they could only grit their teeth and stamp their feet, "Take care, wait for Wujun..."

"Don't go to Wujun, you are not allowed to go to Wujun!"

When Wang Tian heard this, his face suddenly changed. He reached out and grabbed his family's arm and said, "Go to Jiangbei and go to Liang Gong! Things have come to this point. Only Liang Gong can do this in this world! Go to Jiangbei and complain to Liang Gong. Wang Jingyu cannot be good at guarding his family, but only records the traitors. He cried and begged Liang Gong to return to the country and conquer the crisis..."

After saying that, he pushed the family and his son, then turned back to the mourning hall, holding a sword in his hand and standing in front of his father's coffin. At this time, the fight was near the corridor of the mourning hall. Wang Tian stepped forward and chopped a few people, but he was not practicing martial arts after all. Soon the sword in his hand was snatched away by the rioters, and he was also hit on the ground with a punch.

"As for today, I first know why the Lord is intimate with my brother, and is inferior to the poor... In such a wasteland, it is difficult for mediocre people to survive..."

Seeing the family members falling down in groups outside the mourning hall, Wang Tian staggered up, lay on his father's coffin, and cried out toward the door: "The Yuangong of the Taifu Kingdom, beg the villagers not to harm..."

A flying blade hit and directly cut through Wang Tian’s arm. Blood quickly flowed on the coffin, while Wang Tian just gritted his teeth and protected his father’s coffin with his body.

When Ren Qiu and others came here, the whole mourning hall was in chaos. Even Wang Dao's coffin was thrown away. The body was covered with blood and cement, and the waist was protected by another corpse. The corpse was crushed and the head was difficult to tell.

"After seeing the old news, we should know that the current disaster is not a common man. The king and the grand tutor should not be exposed and humiliated. We should quickly collect it."

After Ren Qiu gave a little order, he turned the knife out and whispered: "Snap to search for the rest of the Wang Sect quickly, so that no one can survive! Especially Wang Shenyou's family, whether they are alive or dead, there must be a certain number!" (https:)

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