Chapter 500 Bloody Human Head!

"This is the mansion of Mocha, the leader with a yellow flag, go!" At this time, Mo Shenling heard the murderous shout outside the courtyard wall, and couldn't help but feel cold. The anger that had just been wrapped in his heart was like being poured a basin of ice water, cold from the forehead to the soles of his feet.

Before he could even lift the loose belt, he turned around and fled into the door. A bright dagger turned into a streamer, scratched the tip of Mocha's nose with a yellow flag, and deeply pierced into the door frame on his left. The silvery knife body trembled slightly and made a brisk buzz.

"Don't, you'd better not move and don't try to resist. Otherwise, I can only kill you now." A cold voice came from behind Mocha. Mocha turned his head tremblingly and saw a sailor with a gloomy smile on his face, maintaining the guard of the dagger.

"You, how dare you kill the nation wantonly! Aren't you afraid of the nine clans?!" Mocha's gray mouth shivered for a long time, and finally jumped out with such a complete sentence. However, when he saw a large number of murderous sailors and soldiers with black helmets that had never been seen before, his last little courage was also extinguished, and his legs were soft and straight. He knelt down on the ground.

However, this does not bring him any good luck. A man in black and black helmet pulled out a rope from his waist and directly put down the Yellow Banner of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, which used to walk horizontally in Guangzhou City, to the ground. The ropes were one by one, and the three, five and two were tied to the three. A lamb to be slaughtered.

And the Eight Banners soldier who just rushed in to report the news pulled out his waist knife and before he could resist, two bright three-edged spears directly penetrated his chest and abdomen...

Teams of soldiers rushed into the garrison of the Eight Banners quickly, using the butts and the back of knives in their hands, so that these Eight Banners soldiers, who were not even bothered to wipe the weapons in their hands, fell one by one, and then tied them with ropes, and then rushed to another.

Anyone who dares to resist, the swords and pistols in their hands, or the bright and ferocious bayonets, will make those Eight Banners soldiers taste the pain and division imposed on the Chinese nation by their ancestors.

The tragic wailing, the dull impact, the crisp sound of weapons, and the shrill of gunfire seem to have turned the whole Guangzhou Eight Banners into a bloody performance hall, which is performing a sadly death symphony with that knife and flesh.

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"We don't need touching slogans, let alone gorgeous chanting songs. I just need to hold the weapon in my hand and step forward. Whether it is the gun forest covering the sky or the ferocious and steep knife mountain in front of us, we have to step on it proudly and step up...

We are not fighting for ourselves. We are fighting for the present and tomorrow of our nation. For our children and grandchildren, we can live in a land where we can breathe the air freely and speak freely...

One person's courage and wisdom are limited, but if ten people, hundreds of people, thousands of people, and even the whole Chinese nation can wake up and roar, then no one in this world will dare to ride on our heads again, those worms that absorb our blood and sweat, those who kill our nation first. The butcher of the generation should be trampled under our feet and crushed into flesh and blood powder..."

The impassioned oath of the uprising affidavit, which had been read deep into the bones, still echoed in his mind. The soldier pulled back his bayonet fiercely, let the blood drip into the ground along the bayonet, and faintly glanced at the one that had lost the ability to resist. The enemy raised his hand and wiped a shallow blood on the corner of his forehead. It was the wound that was pulled out diagonally after the waist knife of the Eight Banners was blocked by the helmet. Because of the protection of the helmet, he was only slightly injured, and the Eight Banners Soldier, who caused him damage, had fallen under his feet and despised. He spit, continued to take a firm step, and rushed forward.

The Eight Banner Soldier, who had fallen to the ground, desperately let go of the hand holding the waist knife and tried hard to block the three-edged wound on his chest. He opened his mouth desperately and tried to breathe. His eyes were full of thirst for life and fear of death. The blood was like the gushing mountain spring, moored on the ground.

A team of soldiers with white tapes on their arms and a group of soldiers in black and black were like mercury. They came out of the gate of Guangzhou City, from the wide warehouse on the dock, from the thirteen shops in Guangzhou City, and from the inconspicuous poor residential areas.

Fly through the streets and alleys of Guangzhou. Whenever they pass through a block, some soldiers will stay and control the street, blocking the people who are just about to go to work or go out to work.

And a torrent continued to move, approaching the key government offices and barracks in Guangzhou City. Occasionally, they met some green camps or eight flags wandering on the street. What was waiting for them was tied to their limbs and thrown at the corner of the street, with rags stuffed into their mouths, desperate and frightened. He looked at these murderous soldiers in black and the green battalion of the sailors.

For these armed green camps and those strangely dressed soldiers, the people in Guangzhou are not too panicked. After all, they encounter pirates in cities all year round. They are still familiar with this kind of clear street, but what makes them curious is that the clothes of those soldiers are really strange.

However, no one has the courage to ask these murderous men, with a black man in black casserole-like on their heads.

Go home, lock the door, close the window, and stay at home quietly. I secretly begged God not to be anyone to attack Guangzhou. If you want to fight, you don't want to enter the city. Otherwise, it will be the common people like them who will suffer.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei happened to come to the street in front of the governor's mansion. "Your Excellency, it seems that they are also ready." Bai Shusheng looked around warily. On this street, there was a different noise. Except for the three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, there was not even a ghost shadow.

"It's strange that we're not prepared. It doesn't matter. Our people are already ready." Liang Pengfei smiled confidently, because he saw the sky in the distance. A brilliant green fireworks flashed faintly under the clear sky and suddenly disappeared. It was a signal that Liang Pengfei's subordinates had controlled those stationed places in the city.

The soldiers guarding the governor's mansion also looked at the sky curiously. Maybe they thought that which one was getting married and setting off fireworks.

Liang Pengfei rolled his eyelids and continued to move forward. When he arrived at the door of the governor's mansion, he jumped off the horse. As soon as Liang Pengfei's feet fell on the steps, he stood alone and stretched out his hand to stop him.

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"Lord Liang, please stay, please leave your weapons, and then enter the governor's office." On the steps, Erdeke, the deputy general of the battalion of Liangguang, pressed one hand on the handle of the waist knife around his waist, and the other hand stopped in front of the door, smiling at Liang Pengfei.

"If I want to carry a weapon, am I not allowed to enter the house?" Liang Pengfei suddenly asked with a smile.

This made the deputy general Erdek stunned and thought about it, but he didn't expect that Liang Pengfei would ask him such a tricky and strange question. Fortunately, he was able to be the governor's confidant, and his mind turned quickly. Erdek said coldly, "Do you want to resist the order, Lord Liang? You know, in the governor's office, the imperial envoy is waiting for you with the imperial edict. If it is delayed, the consequences will..."

"In that case, then go in, monk, why the fuck are you all standing stupidly? Why don't you open the way for me?!" Liang Pengfei raised his eyebrows and suddenly shouted in a low voice. Monk Chen and other elite soldiers, who had been ready for a long time, suddenly rushed forward. The deputy general of the governor Erdeke didn't even have time to react, and the fist the size of the monk Chen had already hit his face...

"What's going on? It's been so long, why hasn't Liang Pengfei come yet? The left capital of Guangzhou Eight Banners moved his overweight body and said to himself in a hurry.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come. After all, he is still a court official now. Unless he rebels now, he will definitely come." Zhu Kui squeezed the tea and nodded and smiled at the imperial eunuch who was also sitting there tasting incense. He looked calmly. Today, Zhu Kui specially recruited a lot of officials to be able to show his power in front of the gong.

And the king Shouli was also invited. However, the admiral Wang seemed to be sitting alone in a corner at this moment. Those officials inadvertently and unintentionally avoided being too close to him, because they all knew more or less some news that the new governor was going to deal with Liang Pengfei, and Admiral Wang Since he is Liang Pengfei's direct subordinates, the relationship between the two has always been close. Liang Pengfei has been cleaned up, and his admiral Wang can't get better. Therefore, no one is willing to deal with Wang Shouli, who lost his power.

However, Wang Shouli didn't seem to care. He took the fragrant tea, shook his head, hummed a little song, looked at Zhu Jue's bellyful of fire, and sneered in his heart. Wait, Admiral Wang, Liang Pengfei has cleaned up, and you can't run away!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard the noise and roar from outside the front hall, and even the impact of the blade.

Zhu Kui couldn't help frowning, pinching the governor's posture and the style of preparing to ask. Suddenly, a big coconut-sized shadow suddenly crossed the flower path outside the front hall from a distance and hit the floor of the front hall. After a few rolls, it finally stopped turning.

The officials in the hall all stared at their eyes as dried salted fish, and their mouths were more exaggerated than the hippo. Their eyes were all staring at the thing that was thrown in, a bloody head, and the head of Erdek, the deputy general of the battalion of the governor of Liangguang. ......

(to be continued)