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Chapter 123 Night

"Kill the thief!"

Pang Yu didn't care about choosing a position, pulled out his sword and climbed up the river with a loud shout.

There were several people standing about two or three feet away. Most of them stared blankly at Pang Yu coming out of the darkness, as if they didn't understand what was going on.

Pang Yuzhao slashed at the man with his head, and the man screamed in surprise. He only had time to get his head out of the way, and Pang Yuzhao's waist knife slashed into his shoulder and neck. The man screamed and turned around and ran away.

Pang Yu shouted loudly, "The officers and soldiers are coming, run quickly!"

Several women screamed and ran away. At this time, the strong men rushed out of the river. Pang Yu didn't have time to count the number of people and shouted to them, "Rush in and don't retreat until you hear the sound of the gong!"

Pang Yu didn't know if the young men heard it, but a group of young men were also extremely nervous. They all shouted loudly and stabbed and killed the nearby bandits.

The rogue camp was filled with screams of officers and soldiers coming, and countless figures ran out of nearby tents, scurrying around like headless flies.

The strong men holding short spears and swords killed everyone on sight, and there were fierce screams in the darkness.

Pang Yu stood on the bank of the river, directing the strong men coming up from behind to rush forward. Two strong men responsible for dropping bombs stood not far from him, beating hard with tinder sticks, but they couldn't ignite the tinder.

"Stop lighting the fire, there's a fire ahead!"

Pang Yu roared, "Use the fire to light the lead."

After hearing this, the two men quickly put away the fire treasures, grabbed the fire thunder from their backpacks, and rushed forward.

Strong men were still coming up sporadically from behind. When Pang Yu saw one, he gave him instructions on the direction of the attack. After passing by an unknown number of people, Pang Yu saw Zhuang Chaozheng's figure through the weak light and immediately grabbed him.

He said, "Gather the people who are coming behind here, and when there are five people, send them forward."

Without waiting for Zhuang Chaozheng's response, Pang Yu hurried forward. The dark camp was in chaos. There was a loud noise in the front left, and the field of vision was bright for a moment, and then immediately returned to its original state.

There was a spot of light in front of Pang Yu's eyes. After closing his eyes and waiting for a moment, Pang Yu opened his eyes again. The tents in front of him were full of running figures, and he couldn't tell whether they were strong men or bandits.

Pang Yu took the knife and didn't know who to kill. He only heard the shouts around him getting louder and louder. There was a trumpet blowing in the distance, which should have come from other camps.

He walked forward for a while holding the knife in a daze, when suddenly there was a shout from behind, and several figures rushed over. Pang Yu couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe, so he quickly got into a nearby tent to take shelter.

It was dark inside, and the people outside rushed past with howls, and happened to encounter two people who were running out. The people couldn't help but chop and kill them, killing the two people to the ground without stopping, and continued to chop for a while.

, until the two people were no longer alive, the few people ran forward again.

Pang Yu looked like a strong man, but he was not sure. Only then did he feel that his night attack organization was a bit chaotic. He just brought a hundred people into the camp, and how to fight later was completely unorganized.

The team did not assign an attack direction, and there was no agreed-upon signal to identify friend or foe. Even setting up a lightning and thunder command would be better than now.

After he entered the camp, there was no point in commanding the strong men. Now the bandits were in chaos and so were the strong men. Pang Yu didn't even know how many people had entered the camp.

As you can imagine, it will be even more chaotic when we retreat later.

At this time, there was no time to regret. Another shout came from behind. Pang Yu subconsciously took a step back. Something caught his foot, and his body fell backwards to the ground. Pang Yu waved his hands, and his left hand actually touched a

people.

The man was silent in the darkness. Then he suddenly jumped up on Pang Yu, scratching and hitting Pang Yu's face with his fingers. Pang Yu couldn't see anything in the darkness, and was suddenly attacked again. He was hit on the face by the man.

He scratched a lot of wounds, and there seemed to be another one at his feet. He was hitting his legs with something, and his calves were very painful. Pang Yu didn't know what kind of weapon it was, or the extent of his injuries. The most feared thing about a sneak attack was that he would lose his ability to move.

, then all we can really do is wait for the bandits to be captured alive, and they will probably be taken to the city gates to beheaded tomorrow morning.

In panic, Pang Yu swung his knife and slashed randomly in the darkness. The second knife hit the man who was scratching his face. The man screamed, and it sounded like a woman. Pang Yu couldn't care if he was a man or a woman. Find the right one.

He stabbed him twice in succession, blood spurted everywhere in the darkness, and the man immediately fell to the left.

Pang Yu stood up. At this time, he had adapted to the darkness of the tent. He could see a small black shadow at his feet. He was about to kill the person who was kicking him, but he heard a cry from there, "Mother!"

The small black shadow threw itself on the man who had just fallen to the ground and began to cry loudly. The man just groaned on the ground.

Pang Yu was stunned for a moment. At this time, there were two explosions outside. The knife did not continue to cut. Pang Yu took a step back and slowly exited the tent.

Compared with the tent, it was much brighter outside, and the child's cry continued to come from inside the tent.

Pang Yu's mind was dizzy and he walked about five feet forward. There were many corpses on the ground, and there were cries everywhere. The child's cries were no longer so obvious.

There were two more explosions, and the distance was already a little far away. Pang Yu was eager to rush over, but suddenly he heard a noise in front of him. The shouts were earth-shattering. Waves of them hit Pang Yu's eardrums, like thousands of people roaring at the same time.

Pang Yu stayed on the spot and did not dare to go any further. He had never expected to hear such a sound.

There was a crashing sound ahead, and many tents suddenly collapsed, as if they had been washed down by someone. Many figures were screaming and rushing indiscriminately. Some of them were holding various weapons in their hands, and they were killing each other regardless.

The crowd kept rushing and killing each other, and some of them came straight towards Pang Yu.

Pang Yu grabbed the gong on his waist and started beating it hard while running away to the river.

...On Dongzuomen Street, some paper money was flying in the street. Today, three social soldiers from each village in Dongzuomen died in the battle on the east wall. There is a family on Dongzuomen Street. Their family members are keeping vigil for him, and they send out messages from time to time.

A low cry.

Many neighbors nearby were also helping. Many of them had known the deceased for decades, and they shed tears while burning paper.

Zhang Daiwen threw a stack of paper money into the brazier and said angrily, "The magistrate insists that we jailers guard the South Prison, otherwise I will go to the city to kill a few bandits. Maybe Uncle Yuan will not have to die."

An old man next to him raised his head and said angrily, "You are clearly at home today, why don't you go to the top of the city? What's the use of talking nonsense at this time?"

If you have the ability, you can learn from Pang Bantou. I used to call him Pang Er, but look at his current prospects. We all in Tongcheng are relying on him."

"Second Master, Er Sha is indeed promising now, but we can't talk nonsense about other things.

I was only at home in the afternoon, so I had been guarding the South Prison for three days, so I should come back and rest for half a day, otherwise I would not have the energy to look after the prisoners.

Once a few of those prisoners escape and become rogue bandits, we in Tongcheng will be in great trouble."

The second master shook his head and cursed, "You don't know why you are guarding the South Prison. There is a bed in the gatehouse. What's wrong with guarding for three days? I slept for two and a half days. How can I still tire you out?"

All the men in every family are on the wall. You, Uncle Yuan, are dozens of years old. He slept for an hour when he came back last night and went to the city again at dawn. You, a junior, have no time to rest."

The other neighbors didn't say anything, but it was clear from their looks that everyone was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Daiwen, especially when Uncle Yuan, who was almost fifty, went to defend the city and lost his life.

Zhang Daiwen pursed his lips and said, "Second Master, you are speaking unreasonably, as if I was the cause of Uncle Yuan's death. Tomorrow you go and tell the magistrate that as long as your Majesty gives your permission, I will fight out of the city alone."

The second master raised his crutch to hit him. Zhang Daiwen quickly stood up and avoided it. Just as he was about to continue his defense, he suddenly heard a banging sound outside the city. People in the street got up and looked around, fearing that the bandits were attacking the city again at night.

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There were two more flashes of light in the southern sky, and a moment later there was a sound. It seemed that the distance was a bit far away, but no one could figure out what exactly happened.

At this time, several people ran over from Xianqian Street, shouting as they ran, "Go to the city wall to help, don't let the rogues attack the city."

There was an echo in the street, and all the neighbors followed, heading towards Dongzuomen, preparing to support the social soldiers on the east city wall.

Zhang Daiwen hesitated for a moment. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he had no choice but to follow him towards the east door. After walking about ten steps, there was a sound of a door on the street. Zhang Daiwen remembered this location and stopped immediately.

The door opened, and Zhou Yongtian walked out holding a stone bowl in his right hand and a torch in his left hand.

He looked blankly at the sidewalks in the street, "Why are you transporting rocks again?"

People in the street looked at him warily, and Zhang Daiwen shouted loudly, "What kind of stones are you transporting? You are a Westerner who needs more stones."

At this time, because someone was making noise about the war outside the city, more and more people were on the street. Many people were walking towards the east door. When they heard the word "Westerner", they gathered around.

"Is this man a Westerner?"

"Westerner, that Westerner is out."

"Look at him. The two people who set fires two nights ago are from out of town. They sneaked into Tongcheng March just to set a fire. Who knows if these people are."

Zhou Yongtian took a step back and defended himself, "What's wrong with the Westerners? We're just here to stone thieves, so we're sure."

Zhang Daiwen shouted, "Lao Li also said that you are not allowed to go out at night, so what are you doing out now?"

Zhou Yongtian looked around on the ground and said, "My daughter is gone. I'm afraid she won't be able to enter the house when she comes back at night. Let me take a look."

"I'm afraid I shouldn't take a look."

Zhang Daiwen looked at him suspiciously, "What do you think you are doing with a torch?

Do you want to set a fire?"

The people in the street looked at Zhou Yongtian with more and more unkind eyes. Many of the soldiers still had short spears in their hands, and their spearheads were gradually lowered, always on guard against Zhou Yongtian.

At this time, a family member of the Yuan family came over and cried and cursed at Zhou Yongtian, "You Westerners, can't we all live our own lives? Why did our Tongcheng provoke you? You are going to harm Tongcheng. I have never done anything in my life as the head of the family."

How could you have been shot to death by an arrow if you had done bad things?" After saying this, the woman fainted, and there was chaos in the street. The soldiers and neighbors gathered around yelled at Zhou Yongtian, and Zhou Yongtian retreated to the door in fear, holding up his hands

Trembling constantly.

There were several more explosions outside the city, and everyone was a little nervous. The hostility in Zhou Yongtian's eyes became stronger and stronger. Zhou Yongtian's hands stopped shaking for a moment, and he turned around to go back to the house.

Zhang Daiwen stepped forward and cursed, "I lost the torch. Do you want to burn down your own house? Are you a bandit?"

Come back to the South Prison with me and explain everything."

"Burn your house?

I don't want to burn, eh.

"Zhou Yongtian looked at Zhang Daiwen. He was very close at this time and Zhang Daiwen's face was very clear. Zhou Yongtian suddenly trembled all over and cursed in his mouth, "Why are you burning? My daughter is gone. Is it you who locked her up?

Right there in the south prison, you.

This prisoner, I will burn you to death!"

After that, Zhou Yongtian screamed and rushed towards Zhang Daiwen with a torch. Zhang Daiwen screamed and turned around to run away. However, the hostility of the surrounding soldiers was completely ignited by Zhou Yongtian's action. Everyone yelled and cursed. Two people knocked Zhou Yongtian down with countless fists, feet and sticks.

It fell towards Zhou Yongtian.


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