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Cheng Yunan's head was filled with sweat. If he hadn't known that suicide was useless, he would have really wanted to kill himself with a knife and make some contribution to the Great Xia Dynasty.

There were only a few dozen yamen servants, together with the public officials in the yamen, nervously guarding the high walls and gates with weapons in hand. Their thin configuration was in sharp contrast to the massive siege team. If not for the latter, which was mainly composed of Due to the composition of the local residents, Shaonan City may have fallen, and it is unknown whether anyone shouted, "Princes, generals, prime ministers, Ning has the right kind".

Several Star Warlocks float quietly in the air at a height of three to four hundred meters. If they only have physical weapons such as bows and arrows, this place is absolutely safe.

Someone raised his head and shouted, and the crowd below suddenly became chaotic. However, the congested traffic quickly stopped those who wanted to retreat. In the case of inconsistent goals, this army of citizens has no ability to move. .

Cheng Yun'an wiped his sweat violently, and some color returned to his pale face. He called his attendant and said, "Which star warlock is in the sky?"

"I don't know." The attendant shook his head gently. From such a distance, he could only see a few black figures.

Cheng Yun'an rubbed his forehead uneasily. He was not an ordinary citizen and knew more about the abilities of star warlocks. But the current situation is that even if the star warlocks in the sky have fighting power, they can only release a powerful attack every few seconds. , the state government office under his feet may be pushed away in an instant. The crowd below was already more than 20,000 to 30,000 people. It could barely be considered a public riot. If it further turned into a riot, he would have to pay for his life after the incident was over.

The Great Xia Dynasty had little tolerance for riots.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was calm, Cheng Yun'an tried his best to climb up to the high wall and shouted loudly: "Everyone, everyone, the state government will build a porridge shed outside the four gates of the state city, and will also recruit carpenters to build houses. Bedding and other items will also be provided. I will send it to you soon. If you crowd around the yamen gate, we can’t go out to do things..."

"When we leave the city, you will close the city gate and send officers and soldiers over." Someone hiding in the crowd shouted loudly.

Cheng Jinzhou has watched this kind of scene on TV a lot. The two sides don't trust each other, and empty talk is basically meaningless. Things will either turn into a fight until one party is tired, or it will turn into a mess until the winner is decided. He twisted a little. He turned around and whispered: "Mr. Wang Linghe, can you take me to Hongri Village in the east of the city?"

"Do you want to open a warehouse to store grain?" The three star warlocks were experienced and could see his thoughts at a glance. Liu Kuang shook his head and said: "The troops stationed near Hongri Village are not controlled by the state government, and there is no written permission from the capital. Approval, even if you succeed in releasing food, it is still a felony."

"I can release the Cheng family's own grain." Cheng Jinzhou snorted. The grain stored in Hongri Village belongs to the officials and the people, and according to the system of the Great Xia Dynasty, the grain stored by the nobles may be greater than that in the official warehouse. many.

"The road is blocked by heavy snow, so it may be difficult."

"It's only a few dozen miles away," Cheng Jinzhou insisted.

"It can ease things a bit." Wang Linghe nodded and said, "You guys are waiting here, I'll come as soon as I go."

"That's fine." Now that Liu Kuang is here, he doesn't want a riot to happen, so he simply stops in the air as a deterrent.

Lu Xu, who was floating aside, scratched his ears and cheeks, and said angrily: "I'll go with you too. Standing here, I can't help but want to blow up people."

Cheng Jinzhou still had a grudge against Lu Xu, but he still had to do things first. Seeing that Liu Kuang did not object, he took advantage of the silence and simply shouted to the people below: "I am preparing to transport grain into the city now. Please stop surrounding the state government office." .”

The second half of the sentence was in vain, and someone shouted in the air: "He wants to mobilize the army..."

"I want to kill you in just a moment. There is no need for officers and soldiers." Cheng Jinzhou quickly answered. He looked at the people below who were mostly ordinary citizens in simple clothes. There were very few in ragged clothes. He thought with a thought: "After the food arrives, , will be sent to various grain stores, and the government office will force each grain store to sell grain at a fair price..."

"Then what should we do? We don't have money to buy rice..." The voices of trouble could be heard endlessly, but most people calmed down.

As the noise gradually subsided, Cheng Jinzhou nodded to Wang Linghe, who grabbed his collar and flew east of the city. From a distance, it looked like an eagle catching a chicken for the festival.

Lu Xu shouted and rushed out at the lead, much faster than Wang Linghe. However, judging from the wind speed, the speed of the two people moving in the air was only more than a hundred kilometers, which was equivalent to the standard of a biplane. Even if I cover my face, I don't feel uncomfortable at all.

After being far away from the crowd, Cheng Jinzhou, who was being lifted by his hand, breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled his robe to block the wind and muttered, "Can you lift me?"

"I'm a second-level star warlock and I'm in good health." Wang Linghe laughed a few times and sped up a little.

With a fourth-level star warlock, two second-level star warlocks, and a first-level star warlock like Xiang Xin, such a lineup would have no problem capturing Shaonan City. Cheng Jinzhou thought so and put all his thoughts on how to help. Dad gets off the hook - this is something he is not good at but has to do.

We cannot expect the aristocratic families of this era to have any quick response mechanism or crisis response public relations. The Cheng family's residence and the Yamen were tightly blocked, and Wu Zong and other ordinary star warlocks couldn't fly, so it was not easy to tell the news. This kind of emergency is like a ruptured artery. If the blood vessel cannot be tied at the beginning, there will be no point in tying it later.

In about half an hour, Cheng Jinzhou was carried away to Hongri Village.

The chaos in the city was also heard outside, but the roads were blocked by heavy snow and the four gates were closed tightly. They could not receive any news, so they just closed the gate of the village and invited the garrison to help defend - Cheng Jinzhou's clan uncle Cheng Yunquan went there. During the New Year celebrations in other places, most of the local garrison troops had already taken leave and left their posts, and the remaining troops could not even gather their organizational structure.

Lu Xu, who had arrived earlier, was already floating outside the village and started to curse: "Look at your crooked flag, it's like a child's diaper, and the positions for the crossbows are too full for people. Do you want to wait for others to climb up?" Can I help you with archery? Hurry up and open the door for me..."

The crossbow arrows on the wall are quite intimidating. They are serious military supplies. It is not unusual to kill an astromancer from a distance of two to three hundred meters. No matter how angry Lu Xu was, he could only fly around Zhuangzi.

The nominal steward of Hongri Village is Cheng Mai, the second generation son of Qingzi Zhi, Cheng Jinzhou's serious cousin. Although he is a commoner, he is still somewhat powerful. Naturally, he was blocked in the city during the New Year period, leaving only one second generation. The steward, wearing a cotton hat and looking like a hunchbacked bear, was hiding in the house. Next to him was an officer sent by the garrison, who was also about 30 years old. Both of them originally thought they were just filling in, but now they can't see the situation clearly, and they can't come up with any ideas.

After repeated shirks, the second steward couldn't rely on the officer to take care of his duties. He sighed and said loudly: "Your Excellency Star Warlock, this is Zhuangzi of the Cheng family in Shaonan. If anything happens, you should tell the masters that I am here to do the work." Those who cannot conquer the Lord.”

After saying that, he shuddered involuntarily.

The two soldiers following the small school were very smart, with their left and right feet on the ground, ready to run away at any time. They had heard too much about the Star Warlock calling names and killing them. If they were placed on the battlefield, who would prove that they were Commander, whoever you want will be killed.

Lu Xu would not go on a killing spree, but his eyebrows were raised: "You can't even open the door?"

The principal cowered like a cooked eggplant, muttering something unknown, and his movements from the waist down were no different from those of a soldier.

The second steward continued to shout: "If anything happens to you, I will tell the master and let them make a decision..."

The conversation between the two people was extremely sterile.

Cheng Jinzhou's neck stiffened as he was being lifted up, and he glared at Lu Xu fiercely, but said in a soft voice: "Your Excellency Lu Xu, let me speak."

"Oh, tell me then." Maybe Lu Xu just wanted to quarrel, and he wasn't bothered by being deprived of the right to speak. He just stood there with his hands tied as if it didn't matter to him. The cold wind in the air blew him like a bird hanging under the window eaves. Frozen pears.

Cheng Jinzhou curled his lips helplessly and shouted loudly: "The people across from you are members of the Cheng family, please come out."

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