"Dog Killing Official!!!"

"We ordinary people won't let them live! Fight with them!"

Noisy shouts and scolding filled the entire hillside. Standing on the wall of the manor and looking out, the radius of night was almost illuminated by torches for several miles. There were countless people sieges, and there were probably less than 10,000 or 20,000 people who were besieging him. So many people were yelling to knock on their dog's heads. They lay on the wall of the Han family villa and looked down. Wang Hou was so excited that he could cry without tears, his face was as straight as a bitter melon.

"This..., is this Yellow Turban again?"

He once participated in the war to suppress the Yellow Turban Army, and he saw almost the same thing he saw back then. Following Wang Hou lying on the wall, Zhao Yun's handsome face also became serious and he whispered gloomy.

But Wang Hou rolled his eyes when he heard his words, cried and shouted with a sad face, "Don't you understand what the hell is doing? These tenants were inciting Wuyang Han family, and this is open to resist taxes!"

He really shouted that the devil was one foot taller. Originally, Wang Hou’s plan was quite simple. After coming to Wuyang, he caused trouble for the Han family while trying hard to find out the Han family’s background, forcing the Han family to jump over the wall and then kill him!

Who is the most valuable killer in Wuyang? The most valuable killer is "the famous general of Zhao Zilong and Zhao in Changshan who escaped. After all, Zhao Yun almost killed Wang Hou's life last time. In a short period of time, whether he believed or not, the Han family could not find a suitable substitute, and Zhao Yun had value, and could threaten to get his unmarried little wife Sun Ruaner back.

This is an extremely perfect scene. The Han family used Sun Ruaner to seduce him, Wang Hou, and then asked Zhao Yun to "catch the adulterer". The angry value added by the cuckold happened to kill him in one fell swoop.

However, Wang Hou missed a little bit. He didn't count on the courage of the Han family, and actually incited the tenants under his command to resist taxes and rebel, and attacked him, the imperial official! What a poisonous move! If Zhao Yun killed himself, it was just a waste of people to destroy him. If Zhao Yun was a rebellious person, kill them together!

Even the Han family's excuse of inciting tenant farmers, Wang Hou figured it out. It was nothing more than just clearing the land and adding taxes to them. Originally, the Han family's tax collection was heavy enough. If they were full and hungry for half a year, they would have to increase the tax, and the farmers would starve to death! The tenant farmers who were forced to the dead naturally broke out.

Fortunately, this is a small manor. In the turbulent times, wealthy families set up villages to protect themselves. The entire manor also has a certain military defense ability and is built with a wide and tall rammed earth wall. This tax-resistant tenant farmer smashed the door with a bang like a zombie. Wang Hou's personal soldiers were sweating profusely and grinding the stone mills and wooden couches in the manor. Anyway, they moved the door tightly and blocked a layer of them. In a short period of time, they were not afraid of these "zombies" rushing in.

"Where is Wang Congge! Take people out for help!"

Cao Hongjie, who was still wet and hurriedly put on his clothes, rushed over and looked over with Wang Hou for a moment. She started to sniff again, but Wang Hou couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

"Red Festival! The closest one is Wuyang. This tax resistance was initiated by the Han family in Wuyang. Who should I ask for help now?"

"But you can't sit still and wait for death!"

A little sweat broke out on his forehead. Cao Hongjie turned his head anxiously and anxiously. Zhao Yun had a gloomy face and began to persuade him.

"Since these tenants are coming to resist taxes, if they really don't work, you promise them that they will not measure the land and will not increase taxes! With a way out, these tenants will not have to fight to the death!"

"No! Don't sleep with them, can you believe it? Even if they really retreat, I can't make such a hole!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Hou rejected it without even thinking about it. Zhao Yun was stunned when he heard it, and then he even roared in a low voice.

"Why? Wang Tuqiu! Cao Cao is called Han Prime Minister, but he is actually a Han thief! Do you still not understand when he was in the court for so long? He is so charming that you don't even want your life?"

It was probably too anxious to speak without saying anything, and his eyes were completely focused on the crowded rebel tenant farmers. Wang Hou subconsciously hummed.

"It doesn't matter what kind of Han prime ministers and thieves are. At least Cao Cao is the person who has the most hope to end this troubled times and reunify the world! Only effective taxes can support the operation of the court, the army will fight, and only by destroying all the princes, the war can stop, and China can re-cultivate and reproduce on the ruins. The world, the world of the world, is it important to replace which family to become the emperor?"

It has been more than 300 years since the Han Dynasty, and the concept of the Liu family's world has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Otherwise, Zhao Yun would not have fallen in love with Liu Bei, who was under Gongsun Zan, at that time, because Liu Bei was a halo of the Han family. Nearly eight hundred years later, the idea of ​​the people-oriented world proposed by Gu Yanwu, a thinker in the late Ming Dynasty, was so deafening to Zhao Yun of this era. He was stunned for a few seconds, without expressing his agreement or refutation. His typical handsome northern face became serious.

"Since the tax exemption is not enough, then let's fight out! With all the troops, I, Zhao Zilong, are the pioneers, I will pay your life first, and I will shoot you in my hand. I see who dares to stop me!!!"

He is worthy of being one of the top famous generals. Hearing his majestic roar, even Wang Hou couldn't help but look back on his aura. However, after looking at him, Wang Hou still shook his head, but this time he didn't explain anything. Instead, Wang Congge, who was also sweating coldly below, ordered.

"Carry the box under my ox cart seat here!"

Although he didn't know what his master was selling in the gourd, Wang Congge still flew down with his usual trust and ran to the backyard like a meal at noon. In less than three minutes, under his breath, the heavy box was carried up to the wall.

There were two heavy steel pipes inside, and a wooden handle was connected to the back. There were also iron pliers like crane mouth hanging on the handle. They clamped a sharp flint tightly. They picked up a tube and picked it up to check it. Before Zhao Yun could react, Wang Hou suddenly stuffed it into his arms again. He pointed to a piece of iron inlaid in front of the tube and two pieces of iron inlaid inlaid in the back, and roared in the noisy screams.

"Three points are connected into a line, and the target is aimed at the sight of the target. Do you understand? Then, when you look at the first noise, how can you scream and hit me with your forehead!"

Holding the heavy steel pipe, before Zhao Yun could figure it out, Wang Hou had already picked up the second pipe and stuffed it into Cao Hongjie's hand. Then, he picked up the big gourd in the box and poured some dark and choking medicine towards the paper bucket.

"The general's three arrows to the Tianshan Mountains, and the hero sang to the Han Pass! It's time for my Wang Hou to shake Wuyang with three shots! Come on, little bastards!"

Seeing that the door was creaking, dust fell down the door shaft, and the hot sweat on his forehead also raked. He took the scythe and took the piece of paper to the paper bag a little harder, shouting, and then Wang Hou threw out the large paper bag that was more than half a pound.

Boom~

In the dark night, this thunder was particularly conspicuous, and a bang suddenly exploded on the gatehouse. The thunder on the flat ground was too strange and suddenly, sparks splashed everywhere. Even the tenants who were full of crazy roaring protests couldn't help but raise their heads in surprise, opened their mouths and slugged there. Taking the opportunity, Wang Hou and a big horse monkey jumped onto the wall suddenly.

"Listen to you, the unruly people! This official Wang Hou, is patrolling the land and collecting taxes on behalf of the emperor! Whoever dares to roar and act wildly will go against the will of heaven, and God will kill him by thunder!"

This was silent for a second or two, crowded five or six rows behind the door, and a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks started to cheer and roar.

"Don't listen to this corrupt official, he won't give it to our people..."

Bang~

I just didn't give me a way out! There was another thunder, and only eight meters away, the sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks burst into a big hole, his eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, and he fell backwards limply.

With a short smoker in his hand, Wang Hou's face was covered in ferociousness under the brilliance of the torch.

Huh, the tenant who had originally surrounded the pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks instantly dispersed a large circle. Everyone's pupils were filled with fear, and it was silent for another second or two. A fat man with a face full of flesh on the right shouted again.

"The King Dog Official knows magic. He is a demon star who descends to earth, be beaten to death..."

Bang~

The bad guys in the movie usually die because they talk too much. This passage lasted just a few seconds, and Zhao Yun, who had recovered enough to be able to recover, aimed at him and shot him. However, Wang Hou trusted him in white. He had such a large caliber and had a rifle carved rifle. It was only 11 or 2 meters away. He didn't hit his head. The arrow bullet tore a big bloody hole in the fat man's chest. For a moment, the fat man was not dead. He covered the wound of a blood-like fountain and fell into the crowd like a pig. At the same time, Cao Hongjie on the other end also completed the task and knocked down the beard on the other end.

The Han family had not only these three people inserted into the tenant farmer, but even these three people were making noises together, but the three bloody holes were enough. For a moment, there seemed to be countless dead ducks emerging from the crowd, and the Chinese language came to an abrupt end. Taking advantage of the moment when this breath was taken away, the manor gate that had been smashed for a long time opened with a loud bang. Wang Hou's personal troops took turns to the iron sharp edge of the halberd pole and rushed to the crowd outside.

This thing weighs a few pounds. When hitting a person's head, it will flow blood when it is donated. It will also be a bruise on the shoulder. The big stick is crackling down. The tenant farmers in front no longer have the courage. They throw the torch and cover their heads and turn their heads. When they rush back, they bump into those who don't understand what's going on. After all, they are just a group of farmers, not an army. When they watch others run away, they turn around and run away. There are 10,000 or 20,000 people, but they collapse under the impact of Wang Hou's personal soldiers who are just over 100 years old. They cry and shout to their parents to escape all over the mountains and fields. Torches, shoes, and even women and children are thrown all over the floor.

He then jumped off the courtyard wall, and the ferocious face had not yet dissipated. At the fat man who was still covering his wounds on the ground, Wang Hou took out his second short musket, and a metal roar, and the scream like a pig-killing ended suddenly.

And Zhao Yun also suddenly dropped the rifle at his hand to the ground as if he was hot...
Chapter completed!