Only when the city is closed will there be good news!

Otherwise, with his small inspector, a big master like him would not have given him face!

Not to mention money!

"Don't move!"

Before the smile on Liu Sanyuan's face disappeared, he felt a sharp blade pressing against his stomach.

"Inspector Liu, you are a local. We will not hurt you, as long as you are willing to cooperate!"

Wang Gui spoke in a slight manner.

"Good man, it's easy to say, I saw nothing, I didn't see anything!"

Liu Sanyuan was about to be scared to pee.

He is from Liushu Hutong in the east of the city!

Even the home business is on the side of the dock!

If he dares to do something wrong, these outlaws will come to the door and kill him, where can they reason?

Liu Sanyuan's confinement shocked the soldiers of the patrol battalion, and even the civilians were shocked.

They were about to take out weapons to deal with the rioters, but Wang Changan had already taken off the filial cloth from his head and revealed his face:

"What, I want to go against my Wang family?"

Accompanied by Wang Gui's actions, the strong men who rushed into the city gate all pulled out hidden weapons.

"I dare not, I dare not!"

The people who knelt all over the ground and soldiers from the Flood Defense Battalion.

What a joke!

This is a fight between gods and immortals. If they get involved, they will die without a burial place.

Liu Sanyuan even said: "Since Mr. Wang is going to seize the city, I greeted him earlier and the little natural hand was used to light up. Why should I do this risky thing!"

He is a local, so he naturally knows how much energy the Wang family is. Besides, Nanyang is in full swing now. If Guanghua is offered, he can also rise!

As for the Qing court's counterattack...

When did men in northern China be afraid of it?

Back then, Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng beat the place so badly, so they should do whatever they should do!

The Nanyang Plain, with many people and few lands, has always been tough.

You should know that in later generations, many factories just don’t want it when they hear it’s the accent of this generation!

It's too difficult to discipline, and you'll beat up in groups at any time...

The key is that the local people are united and provoked one, which can bring you hundreds of troubles!

...

Wang Changan smiled and said, "Since Inspection Liu is willing to help, please follow us. When the matter is finished, I will give you my own benefits!"

But the civilians were stunned. The inspectors were going to rebel with the Wang family?

Their eyes rolled and they all spoke to follow Wang Chang'an.

Although Guanghua City is built on the plain, it is half a mountain and half a hill in the territory. Moreover, most of the people of Guanghua generation make a living by the Han River. They either go down the river to fish or run merchant ships. If they walk in the wind and waves, their lives will naturally be despicable.

Wang Changan was not talking, and waved his hand directly, letting those civilians let go and strode towards the county government.

Liu Sanyuan was not vague and directly followed his inspector Si Xun soldiers.

Guanghua City is very small.

It was only a mile away, and in half a stick of incense, everyone arrived at the county government office.

The yamen guarding in front of the county yamen changed his face and hurriedly scolded: "What are you going to do when you wait!"

"What are you doing? You should take Ding Daru's life!"

Liu Sanyuan roared and stabbed the head master of the Zhuang class with a knife.

Li You felt his stomach hurt. When he looked down, he saw a long knife stained with blood that had been pulled out.

"Uh...you, you..."

Li You died with his eyes closed...

"Kill...kill!"

The yamen runners were shocked and turned around and were about to take out the Fenghuo stick to greet them, but they saw hundreds of people rushing up.

"Oh my god!"

The yamen runners dispersed, and even the government did not care.

Ding Daru had just returned from patrolling the city and had not had time to have lunch when he heard a noise from the yamen: "What kind of style is it? Friends of the temple, scold me!"

Ding Daru just asked his staff to come forward to scold him, but he didn't know that two or three bodies fell on their backs at the door of the backyard.

The yamen building in the front yard made Wang Changan kill in without any effort.

"Ding Daru, I am determined to restore Guanghua and restore the Han Dynasty's territory, and you will never follow!"

Wang Changan held a sword in his hand and rushed over with a hundred men with a hundred strong men.

"Wang Chang'an, do you know what you are doing!"

Ding Daru was shocked.

He studied hard for more than ten years and finally passed the imperial examination. He was not even in the position of Guanghua County Magistrate, but who knew that he encountered the Nanyang rebellion.

Guanghua was one hundred and fifty miles west of Nanyang. He was worried and sleepless every night. He finally waited until Prince Ping sent troops to help defend the city. He thought he could be safe, but who knew that the Wang family had such a face appeared in front of him.

"Kill me!"

Wang Changan waved his hand and did not answer Ding Daru's words, and immediately let his men rushed in.

"Wang Chang'an, you will be from the Yi Jiu tribe!"

Ding Daru shouted angrily and was about to escape through the back door.

The imperial soldiers were on the east gate wall. He would be safe wherever he went.

Who would have thought that the zombie robe on his body would limit his performance, but just after he ran to the back door, he was stabbed in a clear hole by the man who was caught up...

Wang Changan took down the county government without any effort, and Wang Changyi, who was advancing east along the city wall, had already fought with the Qing army.

All he brought was the Wang family's own servant. Although he took out some of the military's eliminated muskets from the treasury, it was no different from the weapons in the hands of the Qing army.

Therefore, although the Qing army was panicked for a while when they were just fighting, as time went by, the Qing army stabilized its position.

"Kill me! Kill this group of traitors raised by the bitch!"

Zoren Abha roared repeatedly.

Wang Changyi was not showing weakness, and immediately shouted: "Our Ming army has taken Guanghua, but the remaining enemies here have not been eradicated yet. Old and young men, the Ming Dynasty is back!"

As soon as he roared, the soldiers shouted.

What?

The Ming Dynasty is here to kill?

The civilians who helped Abha fight looked at each other in surprise, and their hands couldn't help but stop.

"Kill me! You dare to retreat, I chop your head!"

Abha's face changed drastically, and he slashed over a retreating civilian with one knife, and blood poured over him.

"Grass mud horse!"

Before Abaha finished speaking, he saw a shoulder pole that was ten feet long swinging over.

"Bang!"

The shoulder pole hit his helmet firmly, and his ears buzzed.

But the husband raised his shoulder pole again: "The old and young men in the mouth of the river killed Zhang Mazi and turned against him!"

Guanghua people have always relied on the mountains and lived on the water to eat water.
Chapter completed!