More and more officers and soldiers came to suppress the river workers, and the road to the outside world might have been blocked. If Lu Si didn't want to die, he could only fight.

The only way to fight is to bring people together, because the power of individual resistance is never as good as the power of collective resistance.

Even if the final result is still death, it will be more enjoyable than the cowardly death.

A person has only one life and there is no chance to come back.

"I am Lu Wenzong of Utaka, and I want to live with me!"

Lu Si roared again, and knocked the gong even louder.

He wants everyone to hear it, even the officers and soldiers.

He has no other choice.

The crisp and loud gong sound instantly passed through the thick smoke and fog, and resounded in the ears of the panicked and frightened river workers. Many people subconsciously looked in the direction where the gong sound came.

Guangyuan was startled by the old uncle's actions, but immediately shouted: "Come here when you hear it! You can survive after walking with my master!"

At the same time, he lifted up the spear in his hand and looked around vigilantly, for fear that the officers and soldiers would not know if they were approached like before.

"I heard it!"

There was really someone responding in the distance, and the voice was very familiar. It was Xia Dajun who helped people carry the body in the village.

At this time, Xia Dajun, Gan Ermao and a group of river workers who were driven by officers and soldiers were blocked between two wooden sheds. Facing the random killing of officers and soldiers, facing the fallen fellow villagers around him, Xia Dajun did not choose to run around, nor did he choose to wait for death, but instead picked up a shovel and resisted bravely.

I don’t know if it’s because of his good skills or luck, a soldier who cut down three river workers one after another was cut off half of his face by his shovel.

Under the leadership of Xia Dajun, Gan Ermao and others were also fighting with everything they could find.

Those things cannot be called weapons at all, they are just shoulder poles, wooden boards, buckets, and even mud and bamboo baskets.

Although their resistance seemed ridiculous, many people just danced around with things, which posed no threat to the officers and soldiers, it forced the officers and soldiers who were killing people frantically, because they found that more people were resisting and they began to suffer casualties.

These Jin Shengheng's subordinates all crawled out of the dead, and they knew very well what the consequences would be if they were flooded by river workers with far more people than them.

Therefore, the officers and soldiers greeted each other and gave up the massacre of Xia Dajun and others, and turned to their closest companions.

They did not stop here, but regrouped their forces. After their numbers gathered to a certain extent, these officers and soldiers who regarded the lives of the people as bad as grass would not be afraid of the gang of river workers.

"Go quickly, go to Xiao Sizi's side!"

After the officers and soldiers in front of him disappeared into the smoke, Xia Dajun hurriedly pulled Gan Ermao, who was screaming in the bamboo basket, and ran to the place where the gong sounded. The rest of the people ran over without thinking. Not only Xia Dajun and his group, but also many people were rushing towards the direction where Lu Si was.

The sound of gongs at this moment is undoubtedly a hope for the extremely fearful river comrade.

The name Lu Wenzong of Shangganka was suddenly engraved in their bones. No matter who this person is or whether this person can really take them to survive, the river workers all want to find him!

This is human heart, and even more human nature.

.........

The first thing that gathered to Lu Si were dozens of river workers near him, two of which were river workers in the same village that had just been washed away.

Some were coughing, some were crying, some were dull, some were shaking, and some were staring at Lu Si who was beating the gong.

"Fight for guys and fight with the officers and soldiers!"

Lu Si threw the Tongluo to someone beside him, picked up a shoulder pole on the ground and threw it to a river craftsman in the same village.

"Ah, yes, look for guys, everyone is fighting against the soldiers of the damn officers and soldiers!"

Someone reacted and called out, and everyone started to search for it. They picked up any things they could use, and even half of the burning wooden board was still on. One of the women in their forties was holding a pair of scissors in their hands.

"Go and follow me!"

"Don't stop beating the gong!"

Lu Si had to act. He walked in front with a rolled-blade kitchen knife, and dozens of river workers holding various tools followed him.

They were all afraid, but followed them tightly.

Wherever the gong sounds, they follow them.

At the same time, more and more river workers were attracted by the sound of gongs, and dozens of people quickly reached hundreds and more than a dozen shovels.

The team is still growing, and some people realize the importance of strengthening the team, so they start to shout that the people around them will gather together quickly.

Xia Dajun and his group also came over. After seeing Lu Si holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he handed over the long knife that he had stolen from the officers and soldiers who had cut half of his face. He also had a shovel.

Lu Si was not polite, and took the knife in his hand and shouted at everyone: "We all fight with me and the soldiers. As long as I, Lu Wenzong, don't die, I will take you home!"

"Okay, the little fourth son is a genital, so he should fight with the officers and soldiers raised by the bitch!"

Jiang Kui's voice came from the smoke, and the child Guangyuan rushed over excitedly. He saw his father.

"Master!"

Guangyuan hugged his father and cried loudly, while Lu Wenliang was crying too. If he hadn't heard his cousin's voice, he would have thought his son had already called the officers and soldiers to kill him.

Seeing that the eldest brother and the others were still alive, Lu Si breathed a sigh of relief.

"Guangyuan, now is not the time to cry!"

Jiang Kui pulled the Lu family and his son toward Lu Si, "Little Four, where are you rushing!"

"Over there, fight out!"

Lu Si carried his sword and walked eastward.

"Done!"

Xia Dajun spitted on his hands, picked up the shovel and walked to Lu Si.

Seeing this, everyone was not following. The team of hundreds of people followed Tongluo Shengyi and walked towards the east without hesitation.

The villagers who beat the gong had their hands soft, but the sound of the gong was always loud.

Almost all the river workers nearby were running towards Lu Si and the others, and the river workers who failed to grab the boat on the canal were also turning around.

The thick smoke and fog blocked people's sight, but blocked the crisp and rapid sound of the gong.

The officers and soldiers were also attracted by the sound of gongs. After discovering that the "rebels" who were originally running around were attracted to the sound of gongs, they immediately realized that they could not let the broken gongs ring again, otherwise all the river workers would be organized together.

"Smash the broken gong for me!"

"I remember the merits in my head!"

Ge Guotai, who led his troops, did not hesitate. No matter how big the smoke was, he had to kill in, otherwise he would not be able to stop the river workers following the sound of gongs.

Even if you kill, you won’t be able to kill them all!

The first person to block Lu Si and the others was not Ge Guotai's men, but dozens of subordinates led by a bearded officer.

"Stop them!"

With the bearded man's order, dozens of soldiers immediately raised their swords and rushed towards the opposite side.

Not all the river workers who gathered here were bloody. After seeing the officers and soldiers coming, more than a dozen people in the crowd were frightened and immediately threw away their "weapons" and ran back without looking back.

Their run caused the team that was temporarily gathered by the sound of gongs to riot.

"Don't run away, come back, come back soon!"

Jiang Kui shouted in an anxious voice.

But Lu Si didn't even look at the escaped people. He just pointed the long sword forward and roared: "People are stolen to the sky. If you want to die, run away. If you don't want to die, follow me!"
Chapter completed!