"Kill this mob, leaving no one behind!"

Zhao Fan's voice sounded, and he looked coldly at the group of lean and dark people with disdain in his eyes. These people also wanted to influence his decision!

"Lord, this!" Wang Gong hesitated.

"What nonsense, shoot to death immediately." Zhao Fan snorted coldly. This is the time for iron-blooded tactics. Killing a group of these people would be honest.

Wang Gong gritted his teeth and slowly drew out his sword.

Around them, the group of soldiers were all in trouble, because many of these people were their relatives, and they were also children of common people.

Are we going to kill each other now?

As for the people on the opposite side, they all took a few steps back. It was instinctive fear, but then they became angry and shouted to the familiar soldiers: "Kill us all!"

"My gentlemen, Zhao Fan is the culprit. Duke Chu is devoted to the people. If you help the tyrants to do evil, aren't you afraid that your parents will be scolded in the spine?"

Someone else shouted loudly.

All kinds of scoldings and shouts made the soldiers fall into deep thought. If they saw their own family members with swords, they really couldn't do it, and if they really rebelled against Chu Feng, I'm afraid their parents wouldn't recognize them.

"A group of mobs, why are you still standing there? Kill them for me. Each kill will reward you with a hundred copper coins. The more you kill, the greater the reward will be." Zhao Fan became angry and shouted immediately.

"this!!"

These people hesitate,

Immediately, some people did not miss their old feelings, drew their swords and rushed to kill the people for money, but immediately there were soldiers around them who stopped them: "Are you fucking crazy?"

"Those are the parents, wives and children of the brothers in the camp. How dare you kill them?"

"Fuck, get out of here!" The man went crazy,

"Kill him!" someone shouted.

For a moment, the scene was a bit chaotic. Zhao Fan did not expect that this group of idiots would really dare to surround the barracks for Chu Feng. This Chu Feng's appeal was probably not weaker than Zhang Jiao back then.

Back then, Zhang Jiao had gathered dozens of yellow scarves, totaling hundreds of thousands, but Chu Feng was able to make the people organize themselves willingly, which was terrifying.

However, how could his plan be disrupted by this group of bastards? Jingnan must be in chaos, otherwise he would die without a burial place. He immediately drew out his personal guard's sword and said, "Kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some soldiers rushed out one after another, while others tried their best to stop him, even facing each other with swords. Those were their relatives.

However, many soldiers rushed over and chopped down several people in a row. The blood flowed violently, making the people scream in fear, and some of the timid ones turned around and ran away.

"Folks, fight with them!"

Some of them were bloody and smashed them directly with the farm tools in their hands.

For a while, there was a melee at the gate of the camp. Some soldiers started killing for money. Some soldiers missed their parents and resisted vigorously, resulting in many casualties.

"Trash! Go and bring me some people. Today, these people will all die!" Zhao Fan snorted coldly, a little angry, and the mob just left him in disarray.

Immediately, someone rushed to the camp.

However, the secret guards of the Chu army came to the depths of the camp first and shouted: "Brothers, there are many brothers' parents, wives and children outside the camp, but Zhao Fan made us face each other with swords."

"A lot of people have been massacred. Zhao Fan ignored the safety of his brothers' parents for his own selfish desires. How can such a scumbag sacrifice his life for it?"

Hearing this man's cry, the soldiers in the camp instantly became commotion. They heard that the people in the city had begun to protest, but they did not expect that they came directly outside the camp.

And they are being massacred by Zhao Fan’s men!

"Son of a bitch Zhao Fan, if he dares to touch my mother's hair, I will kill him!" Some soldiers had filial piety and became angry instantly.

He immediately drew his sword and rushed out!

"That's right, Mr. Chu was a kind man, but he dug in and killed him!"

"Fuck him, mother, if you dare to attack our parents, I have long wanted to hack him to death!"

For a time, many people's anger was ignited.

On the one hand, Zhao Fan is unpopular, on the other hand, what Chu Feng has done is recognized by them. Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Fan dares to touch their parents!

The Han Dynasty was ruled by filial piety, and both of their parents were killed by Zhao Fan. How could they not be angry!

Immediately, some people waited and watched, while others rushed out angrily. There were two to three thousand people who rushed past.

The personal guard who was responsible for calling people couldn't help but feel happy when he saw these people approaching with great momentum. These people were quite active. Thousands of them would definitely be able to kill the mob.

Immediately, he was excited and ready to take credit.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to his previous position. Endless screams could be heard in the distance, the corpses of ordinary people could be seen everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

"Lord, reinforcements are coming!"

The guard pointed at the group of menacing soldiers behind him and shouted for credit.

Zhao Fan nodded with satisfaction, drew his sword, and shouted to the group of people: "Today, anyone who kills the mob will be rewarded heavily. Kill them!"

After saying that, he pointed his sharp sword into the distance.

"You're such a bastard, brothers, chop Zhao Fan for me!" Someone with a bad temper raised his sword and roared with a ferocious face.

"Go to hell for eating the shit you eat inside and outside!"

"Kill, chop this thief!"

Suddenly, thousands of people were furious, because they saw that dozens or hundreds of people outside the camp had been hacked to death, and among them their parents were likely to be included, so how could they not be angry.

Zhao Fan: "???"

He was stunned on the spot, good guy, your own bodyguards are going to bring a group of soldiers who want to kill you? What the hell are you doing?

"Wang Gong, Wang Gong, stop them, stop them!" Zhao Fan exclaimed, he did not expect that these mobs, this group of cowardly soldiers, would dare to mutiny.

For a moment, he was filled with the desire to survive and shouted urgently.

Wang Gong held his sword and frowned. He had just ordered the massacre of the people but was reluctant and did not take action. But when he saw that these people wanted to kill Zhao Fan, he finally made up his mind.

He is not stupid, if he blocks him at this time, he will die.

He glanced at Zhao Fan, raised his sword eyebrows, took out his sword, and stabbed Zhao Fan directly in the chest.

The unsuspecting Zhao Fan shrank his pupils and looked at Wang Gong in shock and anger. He never expected that his general would kill him?

"Why, why?"

"Qiang!" Wang Gong drew out his sharp sword, stared at Zhao Fan, and said coldly: "Because you are not worthy of being a human being, you kill all the common people, and you want thousands of brothers to die with you for your own selfish desires!"

Zhao Fan still wanted to speak, but Wang Gong cut off his neck with a sword. His eyes instantly glazed over, and endless blood spurted out from the neck cavity, splattering everywhere.

"Zhao Fan is dead, everyone stop immediately!"

Wang Gong looked around at the guards around Zhao Fan, raised Zhao Fan's head, and shouted.

In the field, the sound suddenly became quieter.

The soldiers who took action just now were a little panicked. They did it for money and military exploits, but now that Zhao Fan is dead, aren't they...

"Zhao Fan intends to rebel, and he even kills defenseless people. As a general under the command of the general, how can I allow him to do whatever he wants?"

"Now that Zhao Fan is dead, I will report it to Jingzhou immediately. There will be transfers later. I hope you will not listen to anyone's rumors during this period."

Wang Gong said in a deep voice, in fact, Wang Gong also has selfish motives.

This time Zhao Fan rebelled, and he personally killed him. It would be a great achievement, and it was better than following Zhao Fan and working hard!

"A good death, a good death!"

An old man shed tears in pain and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

If Zhao Fan really rebelled against Chu Feng, then God must have deliberately punished them.

"Everyone who has just taken action will be put to death! Guiyang will be under my control for the time being. The dead should be buried in peace. I will report the lives of all the dead to Jingzhou and provide compensation."

Wang Gong said to the group of people.

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And what happened here quickly spread throughout the city.

In a mansion, Zhang Yi was preparing to go on an expedition in the next two days. He only heard his guards coming to report in fear: "My lord, my lord has caused trouble. The mob caused trouble, and Zhao Fan was killed by his subordinates."

"Now all the troops and horses in Guiyang are in Wang Gong's hands, and after Zhao Fan posted the list, the people's reaction was particularly fierce. Chu Feng is extremely popular in Jingzhou!"

"What did you say? Zhao Fan is dead? He was killed by a group of mobs who caused trouble?" Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, started shooting the case, and exclaimed.

"Yeah!" The guard nodded.

"Damn, this piece of trash, this piece of trash, a bunch of bastards can't even handle it." Zhang Yi roared and hissed. He couldn't understand how a perfect plan could just fail.

"My lord, Chu Feng's popularity among the people in Jingzhou is extremely high. I'm afraid this matter is not simple. What should we do now?" the confidant said in a deep voice.

"Withdraw, contact Liu Du. I don't believe that idiot Liu Du was killed by the people!" Zhang Yi snorted coldly: "In addition, inform Xiangyang and Nanyang immediately to take action."

"No!" The confidant nodded.

Zhang Yi fell into deep thought. He had a bad premonition. He felt that Liu Du's situation might not be good either. He just hoped that the news had not reached Jingzhou and launched a coup as soon as possible.

At that time, Duke Yuan's reinforcements will also be able to come.

There are still opportunities, Jingzhou's layout still has opportunities.
To be continued...