The miners' riot frightened the Xiang army who had been watching the show. The shrill police whistles echoed over the mining area, and the doors of workshops, barracks, and warehouses were urgently closed. The Xiang army moved out a few more crossbows to embolden them, and guarded them tremblingly.

On the top of the wall, a sullen voice shouted loudly, warning the miners not to get close to the vital area.

The miners knew the power of the bed crossbow and retreated out of the range of the crossbow. They gathered around Fu Jingtao one after another and said all at once: "Sir, you can be our leader!" "Sir, let's go next!

What should we do?" "Sir, just kill the three red-headed tyrants and those who oppose him!"

Fu Jingtao looked at the simple and excited faces and said loudly: "Everyone, please be patient and please listen to me!"

Everyone was convinced of his bravery and skill, and gradually became quiet.

Fu Jingtao said loudly: "Everyone, I happened to pass by the mining area, and I took action because I saw something unfair. That Wuda bullied others, wantonly insulted women, and despised ethics and morals. You can and should be killed! But you are all citizens of the Song Dynasty.

If you rely on iron ore to make a living, how can you talk about killing officials and treason? Killing people is satisfying for a while, but how to deal with the aftermath? How to deal with the incoming imperial army? "

He was very calm-minded and was not stupid enough to instigate the miners to attack the weapons workshop. There is a completely different difference between gathering to cause trouble and rebelling. In the former, the officials involved are usually reprimanded and punished, while in the latter, they will be ruthlessly suppressed by the army.

He didn't want to do bad things with good intentions and endanger the lives of thousands of people.

Everyone looked at each other, and their heated minds gradually calmed down. They had no ambitions, and they were not so miserable that they couldn't survive. It was better to stay calm.

Fu Jingtao continued: "Our purpose is very clear. It is mainly to resist the brutal oppression of the mine protection camp and get rid of the culprit Wuda. Other than that, we should not create any extraneous matters. Okay?"

"good!"

Fu Jingtao nodded: "As long as everyone is united from now on, you don't have to worry about being bullied by evil people. That Wu Da is a coward at the moment, you force him out!"

All the miners shared the same hatred and stamped their feet and shouted: "Hand over Wuda! Hand over Wuda! Hand over Wuda!" The huge sound was like a landslide and tsunami, deafening.

Suddenly, a figure flashed high on the wall, and a tall and powerful man with black hair on his chest appeared. He looked fiercely with murderous intent, and seemed not to be afraid of the angry people at all. He was waving a sharp knife in his hand.

Steel Knife said viciously: "What's the name of you losers? I'm right here, who dares to come and bite me?"

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Facing the notorious Wu Da, and thinking of his past cruelty and cold-bloodedness, the miners' hearts trembled, and their shouts quickly dropped.

Na Wu Da looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "A bunch of cowards, not one of them is a man with a handle!" Before he finished speaking, there was a whoosh, an arrow shot through the air like lightning, and hit his heart, straight through his chest and back.

You can hear a pin drop at the scene.

The blood flowed and dripped like gongs and drums urging death.

The smile on Wu Da's face froze, and he slowly lowered his head. He looked at the trembling arrows in his chest in disbelief, horror and despair. His body swayed slightly, and he fell from the wall to the ground, dying.

"What a good death!" "Wuda is dead!" "Woohoo!"

All the miners cheered and hugged each other to celebrate. The news of "Wuda is dead" spread throughout the mining area like a whirlwind, and there were endless cheers and firecrackers everywhere, making it more lively than the Chinese New Year. No one needed to give special orders, the miners gradually dispersed

They went back to their homes, leaving only more than a hundred men from the mine protection camp who were beyond recognition and whose limbs were broken lying on the ground moaning and crying.

Seeing that all the miners were gone, all the troops gathered around Song Yonghong, the commander-in-chief, and Lin Weijun, the leader, appeared, with swords and guns like a forest, and armor shining, giving him the air of a mighty man.

Song Yonghong wears a headscarf, a dark blue gown, a Confucian sash belt around his waist, boots, a recruitment pouch, and a neat beard. He looks about in his thirties. He looks smart, capable, and handsome.

He had a scholarly air of a Confucian scholar. He covered his mouth and nose, came closer to look at Wu Da's body, frowned and said: "This Wu Da was so lustful that he caused such a big disturbance! It's a good thing he is dead, otherwise

He will definitely be put in jail and held accountable."

Lin Weijun was wearing armor and carrying a sword. He looked majestic at first glance, but in fact he had a big belly and flabby muscles. He said loudly: "Sir, the mob is causing chaos and is good at killing people with bows and arrows. It doesn't make sense not to arrest a group and kill a group, right?"

Song Yonghong said angrily: "Lin Dutou said it's easy! Catch one group and kill another? Do you dare to lead the Xiang army to arrest people now? The people's resentment will disappear. If trouble is provoked again, thousands of people will gather again to cause trouble in the mining area.

, are you here to clean up the mess?"

Lin Weijun shrank his neck and waved his hands quickly: "This official is old and dim and has little ability. How can he solve the chaos of the mob? Sir, please don't embarrass me." He was a real military attache. When he saw Wu Da die with an arrow in his heart, he immediately

If you guessed that there was a sharpshooter hidden among the miners, how could you repeat the same mistakes and ask for trouble?

Song Yonghong secretly looked at him with contempt and sighed: "The miners' riot this time was mainly because Wuda seized the wife, which was against human ethics and made people angry. So as soon as Wuda died, they took the initiative to disperse. But death is a big deal, so there is no need to let it go.

After Wu Da died, he was infamous, so why not just say that he slipped and fell to his death?"

Lin Weijun understood: "Master, do you want to reduce big things to small things? Have you turned small things into small things?"

Song Yonghong said calmly: "If this matter is reported, Shangguan will send people to the mining area to investigate and inspect. Will it be of any benefit to you and me?"

They are all in the same boat, they are not clean at all. They have made a lot of money by privately buying and selling ores and weapons. How can they stand up to inspection?

Lin Weijun said: "Don't worry, sir, I will tell everyone to keep their mouths shut and not let any rumors leak to the outside world. As for Wuda, just give him a good burial."

Song Yonghong thought for a while and said: "Everyone in the mine protection camp is injured, and there is no hope in the short term. You and the other soldiers should be more careful and make sure that there is no big trouble again. Wuda's savings over the years have brought us a lot of money."

If you don't want to go into the coffin, you can share it with everyone, so you can appease everyone. Tell them that the world in this mining area will never be overturned!"

Lin Weijun was overjoyed and said with a smile: "I would like to thank you for your generosity on behalf of the brothers. When Wu Da died, his beautiful concubines and maidservants lost their support. How can they survive like duckweeds in the wind? Please show mercy to them and send them

Let’s take them in together.”

Song Yonghong frowned and said, "Isn't this inappropriate? I'm afraid someone will gossip behind my back!"

Lin Weijun said sternly: "It is the heart of a Bodhisattva to help those in need. Who dares to talk nonsense? If I hear this, I will tear off his head and play it as a ball!"

Song Yonghong reluctantly said: "In that case, send people into my back house quietly, don't make a big fanfare and let everyone know."

Lin Weijun patted his chest and said: "Your subordinates have their own discretion in handling matters. Don't worry, sir!"
Chapter completed!