The gentry and officials who were already desperate, in order to stop the new policy, but even to save their lives, launched a decisive attack on the Jinyiwei, and the battle became more intense and cruel.

Wu Sangui was really anxious. The negligence caused by his lack of experience on the battlefield has caused more than 700 brothers of the Jinyiwei to die on this long street. This is something that has never been seen in Zunhua since the establishment of the Jinyiwei, including Jiannu.

He will be responsible for such serious consequences.

But now, it is not about whether the responsibility or not, but about the enemy being beaten out and the enemy must not be allowed to occupy Chuxiong.

Now, Chuxiong is no longer a city, but a symbol. If Chuxiong fails, the new policy will not be lost. If Chuxiong loses, the new policy will surely die. This is a critical time for life and death.

When he ordered the five hundred brothers to block the enemy who blocked the city gate, Wu Sangui took the lead in charge and counterattacked the men in black who came out of the yard and the servants of the desperate officials and gentry.

Mr. He is a typical Confucian scholar. He has absolute reputation in this area and is also the leader of the Donglin Party members in Chuxiong area.

He had little wealth and did not have much land. The New Deal had almost no conflict of economic interests for him, but he opposed the New Deal purely for maintaining the moral principles.

Seeing the men in black sent in, facing the sharp counterattack of the Jinyiwei, they could no longer support it. Looking at the personnel of each family, they were headless and had a pile of loose sand. At that time, they stomped their feet and climbed a step despite their aging and weak body. They shouted loudly: "Famous people, fellow villagers, heroes, the existence of the Taoist dynasty will be tonight. For the Daotong that remains unchanged for thousands of years and for the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, we must fight to the death, otherwise the decency of our gentry and the inheritance of thousands of years will be destroyed. Famous people, heroes, kill the thieves for the country."

He was hoarse here, but not many people listened to him. Now the enemies on this side are actually fighting for trapped beasts and have no more combat power. Under the crazy counterattack of the Jinyiwei, they are already in danger.

When Mr. He saw it, he felt even more anxious. He turned around and rushed into his own courtyard.

In the yard, the old wife hugged her grandson, and the son was trembling in fear. When he saw the old man rushing in, the son came forward in panic and asked, "How is the war outside?"

Mr. He had his eyes red and suddenly grabbed his son's hand: "You have been studying since I was a child and have been taught by the saints. Confucius said to be Chengren and Meng said to be righteous. You have studied deeply. But research alone is not enough. You must practice the saint's propositions. This is the time. Follow me, take up weapons, maintain the Taoist tradition, and fight against those traitors."

The old wife was shocked: "Old man, the guys outside are so murderous and inhumane that we can't fight them."

He left his son and grabbed his wife again: "You and I have been together for many years. We may not be able to fight against them for the husband and for the people of the world, but our righteousness must not be lost." Then he looked at his son and daughter-in-law: "Sad for the great way, die as if he died. You are my son and my daughter-in-law. Since you were born in this family, since you married into this family, you should have this kind of awareness. Follow me and duel with the evil thieves." Then he didn't look at them, and pulled his wife out and left.

When the son heard this, hesitated at the time, but his wife pulled him up: "Although I don't understand the new policy, I don't understand the righteousness of the saints. But I understand the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues. My father has his own destiny and dare not refuse. I don't want to see that my husband is a coward, but should stand up."

When the son heard this, he felt ashamed. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest, took his wife's hand, and walked towards the door closely behind his parents.

At this time, a tender cry: "Dad, I'll go with you too." The 7-year-old son looked at them with his tender and pure eyes.

The son immediately softened: "You can't go."

However, the wife picked up her son and murmured: "We are dying for the righteousness of the saint. After death, we have won all the reputation of loyalty and heroism, and have been remembered forever. How can we lose my child?" Then she burst into tears: "Even if we keep him, after we die, he will only be alone. Who will accompany us? Instead of leaving him to suffer in this world, we should be together."

The husband looked at his wife and son, and finally said firmly: "Okay, let's go for the sake of the whole family's loyalty and heroic spirit to be remembered forever."

On the street, under the fierce attack of the Jinyiwei, the men in black were all killed and injured, and the aura that had just passed away in the face of huge casualties. The servants of each family showed signs of collapse again. Some were resisting blindly, while others began to run away with their heads in their arms.

At this moment, Mr. He and his family appeared. He pulled his wife, son and daughter-in-law, and grandson, and appeared on the long street.

Although their appearance was in chaos, it still seemed eye-catching.

"Neighbors, all warriors, in order to maintain the Taoist ruling and to uphold the justice of the saints, our family is determined to be incompatible with the thief. Follow me and kill the thief-"

With his appearance, the rebels, who were about to collapse, immediately became more motivated. They shouted and gathered towards Mr. He's family.

Wu Sangui couldn't help but frown and shouted that it was not good. If the family was allowed to encourage and lead, the good situation that had just happened would collapse again in a blink of an eye.

Finally, he gritted his teeth: "Kill him, kill him."

A brother immediately raised his musket and with a loud bang, the bullet flew out.

When the old wife saw it, she pounced on her husband and the lead was penetrated into the old man's body. The old wife looked at her husband, smiled slightly, and slowly slid to the ground.

Mr. He cried and shouted: "Inhuman bastards, you don't even let go of the old, weak, women and children. Is this the justice you proclaimed? Neighbors, warriors, how can we live in the world with such people who are inferior to beasts? Kill——"

He stepped over his wife's body, waved his fists, and took the lead in pounced on the Jinyiwei.

His son and daughter-in-law, holding his little grandson, followed closely behind and launched a charge together.

Such a scene did inspire the fighting spirit of others. They shouted and rushed towards the Jinyiwei again.

Wu Sangui yelled with blood red eyes: "Open fire, open fire, no one left."

The brothers of the Jinyiwei were also red in their eyes, and they knew that once they retreated, they would be doomed.

Kill this old man and cut down the flag and you will win.

So, after a row of muskets, Mr. He and his family were all lying in a pool of blood.
Chapter completed!