Jianghuxing

I was pushed to a clearing in the middle of the village, where there was a clay platform with a large yellow cloth flag set up on the platform, and the words "The sky is dead" were waved above the village.

I thought about what Lu Bu taught me before: "Five people are in the army, five soldiers are two, four two are pawns, five pawns are brigades, five brigades are divisions, and five divisions are armies. "I glanced at it, this scale is about a thousand people, if you really go all the way north to Jinyang, pass through the villages and then absorb some, and wait until you get to the bottom of the city.

They escorted me to the stage, and the soldiers below began to shout and applaud. I guess they weren't excited to go to war, maybe they were just seeing the murder in the open one morning in this troubled world. Or maybe some of them are really happy to go out to fight: maybe it is much better to be raped and plundered on the road than to keep the crops and cultivate the land—even if they can't share the money and grab the food, it's good to see other big families robbed of their homes and beheaded.

At this time, Li Dashan was also escorted up, and it was the young man who saved me last night who was escorting him. His swarthy face was filled with the festive look of the New Year's holiday, and he didn't even bother to look at me when he passed me, he stared enthusiastically at the position of the head-cutting platform, a shirtless man with a chest hair, who looked taller than Zhang Wenyuan, was wiping it with wine spray on the knife. The young man shouted at him, "Kill this first, kill this first!" The

tall and short men who escorted me also became excited, and a celestial official in a beige robe stepped onto the stage, and the soldiers in the audience became even more noisy. A serving boy brought a basin of water up, and the heavenly official dipped it in the water with the back of his hand, and then flicked it away with his fingers. When the little boy took the stage with the water, he didn't forget to spit at Li Dashanren. Li Dashanren's face was dead.

Tianguan pointed to Li Dashanren: "This bastard occupies the big guy's field and dominates the land of the villagers, and his family's one stack of grain is enough for the blind dates in the village to eat and drink, but how many stacks of grain is hidden in his family?

Who knows?". As Tianguan spoke, a descendant brought up a bench for Li Dashan to stand on, and then filled the large wooden bucket with water from the well and tied it around his neck with a rope. Tianguan continued to count the charges of Li Dashanren, the young man who saved me last night found a horse whip, and when Tianguan said that he was high-pitched, he whipped Li Dashanren's back, and the pain made Li Dashanren tremble, and the young man was still scolding loudly: "Don't move! When the water spills out, you will be beaten to death!" I couldn't

bear it, and the tall and short people next to me became more and more excited, as if the judgment was a feud with them, and their eyes were all fanatical, and they wanted to rush up to torture and bite Li Dashan in person.

Tianguan was still performing, and Li Dashan couldn't hold it anymore, and after being whipped again, he staggered off the bench, the barrel rolled to the side, and the water was spilled on the ground, and the soldiers in the audience applauded. The young man who saved me last night suddenly became irritable, frantically whipped Li Dashan with a whip, and the applause from the audience began to be chaotic, but Li Dashan couldn't move no matter how he beat him, as if he had passed out.

The young man found someone to bring water again, and poured basins and basins on Li Dashanren, Li Dashanren woke up, and begged at Tianguan weakly: "...... Kill me......" Tianguan brushed his sleeves and said, "It's not as simple as you think!" At

this moment, Li Dashan suddenly burst out and jumped up from the ground, Tianguan and the young man were startled, they didn't even remember holding the whip in their hands, and stood there stupidly. Li Dashan screamed wildly, his eyes were blood-red and he began to run, and he hit his head on the flag stake not far from me, and I could see clearly that the sad Li Dashan man who got up in the morning was so sad that his brain burst out, as if he was a little lighter and didn't understand his hatred.

I was still wondering what Li Dashan hated, and the tall man and the short man pushed me to the center of the stage. That day, the official was not as tall as me, his skin was rough and chapped, and most of the tattered Taoist robes that he got out of nowhere were brushed with paste, so they looked yellow. That day, the official was as skillful as a tongue, constantly advocating the benefits of sacrificing flags to the soldiers in the audience, and talking nonsense such as saying that the year is good in the world of Jiazi.

At this time, a person rushed out of the group of soldiers in the audience, waving his arm and shouting to the heavenly official: "The immortal recognizes the wrong

person, this is a good person, this is a good person!" I was a little incredulous, why would someone in the Yellow Turban Party intercede for me without their lives, and then I saw that the person was also wearing a tattered robe, like a small boss or something, and when I got closer, I realized that it was the Yellow Turban Leader I met for the first time at the door of my house, Mr. Tao, Hao Meng, and they used to be Mr. Tao's subordinates.

I didn't expect to meet the old man here today, although I regret the death of Li Dashan in my heart, but when I think of the moment Mr. Tao personally came forward, and he is a leader, I think my life can be saved. It's just that I have to stay here for a while, either find an opportunity to assassinate the heavenly official, or sneak back to find Lu Bu to rescue the soldiers, and then the regular army will come and take these unreasonable villagers and a group. I don't want to kill me as a thief when the time comes.

Then somehow I remembered Lu Bu's idea of only killing the generals and not the people, and my heart was desolate: these people are really not innocent many times, and they are easy to be instigated, but in fact, they are not expecting someone to fan the flames from the bottom of their hearts. The long and bitter work has smoothed out their sense of happiness, as if they can only feel happiness by witnessing the misfortune of others.

Teacher Tao waved at me: "Gao Shun'er, Gao Shun'er!" I responded eagerly to him, and kept smiling at the two people around me, meaning that you see that we are all our own people, you can let me go! The short man looked incredulous, while the tall man squinted at Teacher Tao with contempt on his face.

At this time, there was suddenly an extra person in the audience in front of Mr. Tao, and I saw that it was Brother Guo who led people to patrol the night last night. Brother Guo stopped Mr. Tao, pulled out his knife and slashed it down, so shocked that I couldn't help screaming, but poor Mr. Tao had half of his head cut off before he could react, and the arc was round like a watermelon, facing down, crookedly and swaying on the ground.

Brother Guo pointed at Teacher Tao's corpse with a blood-stained knife and said, "The military order is like a mountain! Whoever dares to make a mistake in front of the heavenly official will end up the same as him

!" The dwarf sighed beside me: "I really cut it if I say it!" The tall man said nonchalantly: "There are so many new militiamen, and Brother Guo is worried that no one will use it to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and this fool will run out by himself." As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows at me: "It seems that he is still your old acquaintance, and he put his life on the line to save you, and you will have to thank you when you meet people in a while!" he laughed with the dwarf, as if he had said some terrible joke.

They escorted me to the decapitation table, where the huge executioner was ready, and he was practicing the decapitation posture with the ghost's head knife. The Heavenly Judge began to announce my strange crimes in front of the soldiers, and finally concluded that I was the most suitable person to kill the head and sacrifice the flag, and I was the chosen one. I thought to myself that these demons really dare to say anything, as if I was born and lived to this age to be used by people like bundles of firewood.

When the ceremony was over, they escorted me to the decapitation table, and I leaned forward with the strength of the tall man and the short man, and then stepped back, and he stumbled one by one. The soldiers in the audience began to cheer and cheer, as if it would be more exciting to fight on the stage after a while than if I had been cut down.

The executioner, with his broadsword, stepped in and was very unhappy that I would pretend to struggle before I died. He grabbed the rope that bound me with one hand, and pressed me to the ground as he carried me, and I thought to myself that I had finally lured you out, and he had been able to get the rope so smoothly.

I jumped up and down, and the rope loosened a little from the executioner's hand, and I escaped with two random blows, and my hands were finally free. The executioner was so enraged by me that he stopped thinking about the ritual and began to slash me with his sword.

After this little half a year of training, I always feel that I can't beat anyone when I see it, today I lost to Liu Bei, tomorrow I lost to Guan Erge, the day after tomorrow I lost to Zhang Laosan, the day after tomorrow I lost to the dog son Zhang Wenyuan, I really can't beat anyone, I thought that there was no problem with a flat-headed common people who were full of confidence, but I suddenly met Lu Bu's bald head who passed on his marksmanship, and I was called depressed. I thought that this was the end of my life's kung fu, but I didn't expect that until I met these real ordinary people today, I found that I really haven't been wasted for more than half a year.

The executioner is tall and big, and the ghost head knife that specializes in cutting off heads is also majestic, and there are nine copper rings strung on the back of the knife, but in my opinion, each of his knives is so slow that it seems to be deliberately making me, and it is full of flaws, and I can see more than a dozen different flaws at a glance with each knife, but I can't keep up with my head because I can't keep up with my head, so I can't break him one by one.

Seeing this knife approaching in front of me, I thought that this knife was wide and long, and I would undoubtedly follow him to eat him again, so I had to step forward into his arms, pinch his wrist with one hand and pat him on the shoulder with the other, he instinctively raised his hand to defend his shoulder, and his attention was distracted, but nothing happened this time, and when the executioner looked out through his fingers, he found that his ghost head knife had reached my hand.

I swung it twice, and it sank hard. The dwarf was overjoyed to see this, and wanted to show his hand in front of everyone, so he met him with a wooden gun, and shouted to the tall man, "No one is allowed to rob him, see how I can capture him again!"