Please ask me to be the emperor

Lingzhou City has long been in chaos.

Some took the opportunity to break into houses, plunder and build money; some resisted with swords and guns, and fought with the intruders; there were also screams and shouts.

Zhang Shun frowned and ordered to Du Hongyu: "Change into light armor and bring a hundred or ten men to this king to clean up these rebels and bandits!"

"Yes, general, take your orders!" Although Du Hongyu was physically weak, it was also the result of the heavy armor he was wearing. If he had put on light armor, he would still be able to handle less intense tasks.

But Zhang Shun followed Wukong and others all the way to the Lingzhou General Office.

Nahuamachi has a right-hand general guarding Ningxia East Road, while Lingzhou has a left-hand general guarding Lingzhou, Ningxia.

According to the traditional Chinese city layout, the generals were stationed in the center of the city, so the rebels did not need guides and just fought towards the center of the city.

Not long after, I saw a tall mansion in front of me, surrounded by a group of people fighting.

Suddenly there was a burst of firecrackers and firearms, and the group of people screamed and retreated again.

This group of people were all well-dressed and very different from the captives they met on the road. Zhang Shun couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He quickly shouted loudly: "What's going on up front? Has the general been caught?"

"Zhi Niang, it turns out that you are a group of thieves, you should die!" As soon as Zhang Shun finished speaking, the soldiers who failed to attack the general office couldn't help but cursed, then changed their formation and came towards the rebel army to kill the general.

"Wukong, deal with them for me!" Zhang Shun was stunned when he saw this, and couldn't help but quickly ordered, "By the way, remember to leave a few alive!"

Originally, Zhang Shun's questioning was quite skillful. He deliberately mentioned the generals in order to confuse the other party and make it difficult for them to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't know where the clue was revealed, and he was immediately regarded as an enemy by the opponent.

Could it be that this group of people attacked the General's Office not to capture General Lingzhou Zuo?

Zhang Shun was puzzled, but he couldn't control much in his desperation, and quickly ordered his soldiers to deal with this group of rebels.

This group of people was also overconfident. When they just rushed over, they ran into the armored soldiers led by Wukong.

Not to mention others, Wukong is nine feet tall, very fat, and wearing double armor, standing in front of him like an iron tower.

"Fire the cannon!" Wukong shouted, and there were already more than a hundred armored soldiers who had already put a flange machine on the ground, and then lit the fuse.

"Flangji, it's Flangji!" When the other party saw the dark muzzle in front of them, they were immediately frightened and couldn't help but turn around to avoid it.

But where can I get it?

As a deafening sound of artillery sounded, the enemy in front of them suddenly fell to pieces.

"Kill!" Wukong shouted, and like a boulder launched by a trebuchet, it slammed into the crowd of rebels.

He waved the thirty-six kilogram iron rod in his hand, and it was as if he would die if he was rubbed, or injured if he bumped it, as if he was in a deserted place.

This one shot him with one shot, and the gun tip only splashed a few sparks on the armor on Wukong's chest, but in the end, Wukong smashed his head off with a stick.

The knife came, and Wukong stretched out his arm to block it. The knife only hit his iron-armed hand, but he was still unscathed.

Wukong rushed forward, reached out to catch the guy, lifted him up and threw him to the ground. He immediately fell to the point where he vomited blood and saw that he was dead.

When the other armored soldiers saw Wukong being so brave, their morale was greatly shaken, and they all rushed forward brandishing swords and axes.

He kills people when he sees them and chops them down when he encounters soldiers.

Although these people are well-equipped with armor, how can they withstand such ferocious heavy infantry?

These people couldn't resist and couldn't help but scatter.

Unable to care much, Zhang Shun quickly asked someone to capture a soldier who had injured his legs and feet, and interrogated him: "Who are you, and why are you attacking the General's Office?"

"We are common people in the city and act in accordance with military orders. Some rebels have killed General Li and are relying on the General's Office to resist!" The man responded quickly after hearing this.

Flood washed away the Dragon King Temple?

Zhang Shun was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but quickly ordered: "Wukong, take ten people in and take a look. Don't take action yet. Let's see if they are enemies or friends!"

"I understand, master!" Wukong responded casually, pointing at a few people and saying, "You, you, you and you! You guys follow me in and take a look."

Not only were those named by Wukong not afraid, but they also proudly gestured to the people behind them.

Look, we can follow such a warrior into the General Staff Office, can you?

Martial arts are a common practice in the army. In their eyes, a warrior as powerful and invincible as Wukong is like a god descending to earth.

All of them are brave men. In addition to being courageous, they are also people with extraordinary strength and proficient martial arts.

And it is precisely because they are such people that they know that if they want to reach the level of Wukong, there is no hope in this life, so they have a fanatical worship of Wukong.

More than a dozen armored men followed Wukong excitedly into the General Office. As soon as they entered, they saw a row of dark muzzles pointing at them.

"One of our own!" Wukong shouted, and then rolled to the side like a lazy ass.

The others were stunned for a moment, and quickly rolled to the sides out of trust in Wukong.

"Bang!" As soon as these ten people hid, the deafening sound of cannons rang out.

Fortunately, these cannons are loaded with shotgun shells and are not very powerful.

Wukong and others dodged right in front of the artillery. Occasionally, a few scattered lead bullets hit the armor, but they only damaged the armor and failed to hurt the body.

"Who are you?" a female voice said.

Wukong and others got up and took a look, only to see a tall woman standing behind the row of artillery.

There were thirty or fifty soldiers beside her, who were turning their cannons, preparing to point the cannons that did not emit smoke from their muzzles at them.

"One of our own, one of our own!" Wukong shouted quickly, "We have beaten away all the thieves outside!"

"Who are you?" The woman was unmoved upon hearing this. The smoking match rope she held in her hand moved closer to the fuse of the artillery piece.

"Straight bitch, believe it or not!" Wukong became impatient after being questioned repeatedly, and couldn't help but cursed, "If you have the guts, just do it, see if you can beat me to death!"

These so-called artillery pieces are actually mostly tiger crouching artillery pieces, Franchise machines, and the Three Generals.

Wukong is wearing double armor, especially the heavy armor covering the outside from head to toe, which may not be able to block the shot fired by these artillery pieces.

According to Wukong's ability, if he can't be killed in one blow, he can take care of these thirty or fifty people by himself if he rushes forward.

Sure enough, the woman was a little hesitant when she heard this, mainly because Wukong's distinctive armor and tall body made her tremble a little.

It would be easy to kill him with one cannon.

If they can't be beaten to death, then it's all over for them!