Little countercurrent

The moment he walked out of the village, Lu Jian and others had already deeply felt the turbulence of the current situation.

Scattered Ming deserters, fleeing people in panic, and millions of rebels who have been rumored by the wind but have never seen them.

When he was arranged by his fourth uncle in this inn, Li Si gave a death order: No matter what, he would have to wait here. If I had not waited for me to come back in the early morning of the 18th, we would find a way to go back to the village and we would never delay in the city."

In less than two days, Li Chuang broke into the city and entered the Ming Dynasty, which had been withered for three hundred years, reached a time of collapse.

The earth-shaking changes made Lu Jian and others feel a little at a loss. Bad news came one after another, but they couldn't do anything and could only stay in this small inn and wait for death.

Until this evening, the shop owners ran away without a trace, and the shouts of killing were clearly heard. How could everyone not be anxious?

How is the Fourth Uncle? Why can’t I come yet? When will I wait?

"What kind of person is Uncle Fourth? You all sit firmly for me. Even if the sky falls, you will have to wait until dawn." Although Lu Jian, who absolutely trusts Li Si, said that, he was anxious to hold the iron fork and pace back and forth.

The fourth uncle, who is like an immortal, Buddha, god and man, is still in the palace. At this storm and storm, the palace is the core of the turmoil. Can the fourth uncle come out safely?

There is still a trace of expectation in anxiety and panic.

No one knows what Li Si is doing in the palace, but what this fourth uncle does must be a huge career.

In times of trouble, heroes should come out.

In the moment of chaos, a fire broke out at the entrance of the inn. The people in the store had escaped completely, and only these fifty men were still waiting. In order to prevent the thief army from breaking in, everyone had already locked the door to death and were looking for heavy objects to reach the door.

Suddenly, I heard Li Si’s call, which was like hearing a sound of Jiaorai during a long drought: Uncle Fourth has finally arrived.

Lu Jian tightened the iron fork in his hand and suddenly jumped out: "Uncle Fourth, I'm here."

The firelight shone, and the huge scars on Lu Jian's face became more and more hideous and terrifying, and he was a door god.

Fifty fork soldiers jumped out huh.

"The Emperor of Ming Dynasty will sacrifice his life for his country. This is the crown prince. There is Li Chuang's millions of mobs outside. Now the hope of the entire Ming Dynasty is in your hands." Li Si's voice suddenly increased: "Tell me what to do?"

Naturally, it is impossible to fight against millions with fifty people, but ensuring the continuation of the entire empire is really a hot topic. Killing Huang Taiji is a heroic act of the four people, but it is the glory of the entire Fork Team. Now I want to protect the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty to break through, how excited I am in my heart!

Everyone with blood rushing roared with battle slogans: "Go to die!"

"Take the way for me, no matter who blocks the way, kill them!" Xiuchundao raised his head and pointed: "We want to go home."

In the turbulent times, the chaotic situations, and the sacred tasks, all kinds of intertwined. It is a lifelong regret to encounter such a heroic feat once.

"Go to die!"

Dozens of people were swaying for a long time, like yakshas that were chaotic.

"Your Highnesses get on the car." He kicked off the reed shed on the double-pin car with just a few feet, and several princes climbed onto the car in a hurry.

"Li Xiaodian, Your Highness Changping can't help."

Princess Changping, who had broken most of her arms, only briefly bandaged her. She lost too much blood and could no longer walk. She was still muttering in a daze: "Don't leave me, I don't want to die..."

"Everyone gets in the car," Li Si threw the oldest princess into the car like a sack. He stood on the front of the car with his legs spread apart, holding the reins with one hand, and pointed the embroidered Chunjian with his right hand at Yang Tinglin and other civil servants: "You run faster, even if you get lost, I will never look back."

"I'll pay attention to it."

The fork team was moving forward like a sharp arrow, and the civil servants followed closely around Li Si's carriage. More than a hundred guards surrounded the carriages. The entire team was like arrows leaving the strings and ran towards Yongding Gate.

Because the southwest direction is the main breakthrough point of the rebel army, the battles on both sides of the northeast are much less, and the residents in the city are spontaneously fleeing to the area.

Countless local residents are gathering from all over the place, and the tide is pouring into the streets, and no one can tell how many are there.

The crusade army chasing the people, screaming loudly, poking them regardless of their heads and buttocks, and then searching for any valuable items on the corpse. More crusade army were slashing and smashing shops along the street, and cunning screams came from inside from time to time.

The entire team continued to move forward under the guidance of the Fork Team.

In the darkness, no one could tell which one was the people who escaped in panic and which one was the crazily looted rebel army. The men led by Lu Jian faithfully carried out Li Si's orders.

No matter what is blocking it, you can immediately open it.

The core of the entire empire was already in chaos, and countless civilians and thieves rushed in like the back of the sea. A small team of two hundred people was like a lonely sail in the storm and waves. It was about to be submerged several times, and then stubbornly moved forward several times.

The number of rebels coming was obviously increasing, and their combat effectiveness became increasingly strong. Lu Jian and other pioneers clearly felt that the resistance to advance was increasing rapidly.

Li Si nailed it to the carriage like a nail, and he shook his reins again and again without hesitation. He didn't even look at the trembling prince and princess under him. The knife in his hand always pointed forward, and his throat hurts: "We want to go home, those who dare to block the way will kill..."

"Go to die!" Either kill others or die yourself. In the training of the Fork Team, there is always only attack and only advance.

These people were carefully selected, all of them were elite soldiers who had participated in the annihilation of Manchurian heavy cavalry, and they were all bloody soldiers who came out of the pile of dead people.

In the darkness, the shaking figures in front of me were stabbed again and again, and the warm blood splattered on my body and face, and I was already numb.

The mechanical stabbed the weapon in his hand, and then stepped on the twitching corpse and advanced. They just needed to move forward, and there was no need to consider anything else.

During the entire process of breaking the city, the riots of the tide of the tide army, which had been robbing all the time, had not encountered decent resistance. It was completely because of the numerous people of honor who were bluffing. Suddenly, they were encountered by the bloodthirsty Fork Team, and they had no idea of ​​fighting to the death. They shouted and gave in to both sides.

With a small number of elite troops, the overwhelming battle will of the rebel army was at least not the case that the Ming army could not do. In the impression of these civil servants, the peasant army and the Ming army had been fighting for decades, and they were competing for who was more timid and weaker. They had never heard of any truly strong soldiers on the side, and couldn't help but sigh: "He is really a powerful and dying man!"

The gradually thickened crowd was split into a gap, and the thief soldiers retreated to both sides of the team like water.
Chapter completed!