The soldiers looked at me and I looked at you. They were all panicked for a moment, and no one knew what to do.

Liu Zixing was so angry that he drew a knife and hacked a soldier to death: "What are you waiting for! My lord has treated you well, is this how you repay my lord now?"

A civil servant shouted: "Look, Liu Zixing is crazy! If he can kill one of you, he can kill all of you!"

Zhou Changmu shouted loudly: "If we don't take action now, how long will we wait?!"

Liu Zixing was furious and strode forward: "Liu, you are deceiving the public with your evil words. Now I will kill you first!"

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped and slowly looked back, only to see someone stabbed him in the back.

And the man holding the long sword was none other than Liu Tingsheng's personal camp captain.

The captain's voice trembled and said: "I'm sorry, General Liu. What you all said is right. The defeat is now a foregone conclusion. Even if we are not afraid of death, we still have to think about our family members..."

Liu Zixing turned around fiercely and was extremely brave. He chopped off the head of the soldier captain with one knife. When he was about to kill again, another soldier came up from behind and stabbed him.

His strength gradually dissipated, and he could only use the long knife as a crutch.

Soldiers surrounded him from all directions, slashing him with sword after sword. Within a moment, Liu Zixing fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, Zhou Changmu shouted loudly: "If you don't do anything, I will kill Liu Tingsheng and go to the imperial army to plead guilty. When the time comes, you and I will be pardoned!"

This civil servant under Liu Tingsheng set an example by snatching a long knife and rushing into the tent.

When he entered the door, he saw the extremely weak Liu Tingsheng, who was trying hard to reach for something. Zhou Changmu thought that Liu Tingsheng was trying his best before dying to reach the sword hanging next to him. This man was famous for his talents in Jiangnan.

The great Confucian went up and chopped at random, with his eyes closed, he slashed down randomly, one after another.

Blood continuously splashed on Zhou Changmu's body and face, making him look like a madman.

After he killed someone, he looked with lingering fear at the place where Liu Tingsheng reached for it, only to find that there was a wooden box.
Chapter completed!