Sure enough, he wasn't disappointed. Not long after the group of people rushed over, they heard a series of crackling sounds, followed by two terrified screams: "Ah, come save me!"

Li Laoshi chuckled: "The suffering I've endured, you'll all suffer the same way."

The trap could only catch a limited number of people, so more people rushed into the woods, while others ran towards the houses.

At this moment, the guards who had asked Li Laoshi to lead the way made a move.

The two rushed toward the house. They had been there with Physician Xu before and knew the location of both families, as well as the paralyzed patient.

Moreover, since the old man recognizes me, I need to calm him down first and not reveal my identity.

In the courtyard at the foot of the cliff, Grandpa Xiaoman, having changed into clean clothes, sat quietly.

Although Grandma Xiaoman was still spinning the spinning wheel, the cotton thread in her hands was sometimes thick and sometimes thin, and the spinning wheel would stop and start intermittently.

Suddenly, the screams of refugees rang out outside, and chickens scattered in fright.

Grandma Xiaoman dropped the spinning wheel and shouted, "Old man! It's our Big Red!"

Grandpa Xiaoman closed his eyes: "People can't even survive, why think about it!"

Grandma Xiaoman couldn't bear to part with her rooster, so she ignored the old man's advice and went to the woods with a wooden stick.

The fence, which was erected a few days ago because of the hawks, has now become a convenience for these refugees.

Three or four people were catching chickens inside. The chicks and mother hens were terrified and ran around in all directions, feathers flying everywhere: "That chicken is mine!"

"This chicken is mine!"

The two men were pulling at each other over a rooster, causing clumps of feathers to fall out.

Grandma Xiaoman was heartbroken and picked up a wooden stick to beat them: "You dogs, you scoundrels, these are my chickens, let go of them right now!"

When they saw an old woman who could barely walk, the refugees didn't take her seriously at all. But one of the refugees who was being banged on by her got angry and kicked Xiaoman's grandmother to the ground: "You old hag, what are these chickens? Your house is mine. If you don't get out of here, I'll kick you to death."

Xiaoman's mother fell to the ground and immediately burst into tears.

At this moment, seven or eight refugees entered the courtyard below the cliff. They didn't even glance at the young master sitting next to them, but kicked open the door and began frantically searching for things.

Inside were dried vegetables and grains. Some people carried cotton quilts, others carried jars of lard, and they even took the sorghum and sweet potatoes hanging under the eaves, leaving a mess everywhere.

Not everyone rummaged through things. Two "vagrants" rushed towards Grandpa Xiaoman in the courtyard: "Old man, don't shout!"

Grandpa Xiaoman stared blankly at the two familiar faces for a moment, then remained silent.

Just as someone rushed over to force Master Xiaoman to give them the money, the two "vagrants" made their move.

They pulled out large knives from the pocket behind Little Man's back.

Amidst the terrified gazes of the refugees, a broadsword slashed down, and a head immediately rolled to the ground, its blood drenching Xiaoman's head and body.

This happened so suddenly that, apart from those who witnessed it exclaiming in surprise, the people rummaging through things inside the house had no idea what was going on.

The killings have officially begun.

The two soldiers were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, slashing and hacking with their swords. In the blink of an eye, more people fell to the ground, and the rest were also injured, screaming incessantly.

The familiar military-style knife made the remaining refugees realize: "It's government soldiers! Government soldiers are coming!"

Jiang Zhi was right when she thought the refugees were just a scattered mob. After three of them were killed, the dozen or so refugees scattered in all directions.

Some people ran towards the path leading to the cliff, some carried the grain they had dug up and fled down the mountain, and others wanted to catch another chicken.

On the cliff, Xu Errui, who had already evacuated, was still there.

He had secretly returned sometime earlier, and now, with red eyes, he stood on the stone steps at the edge of the cliff, holding a wood-chopping knife in his hand.

The first scream rang out from here, and Xu Errui ran over from the nearby woods.

Knowing that the refugees were there to steal, how could he hide and pretend he knew nothing?

As a man, I cannot feel at ease letting two elderly people take on the risks.

And then there's Mom. I promised to pick her up on time, but something must have happened to her on the way.

Xu Errui was extremely anxious and wished he could kill all the refugees in front of him.

Just as the refugee appeared, Xu Errui swung his wood-chopping knife without hesitation.

In a panic, the refugee raised his arm to block, but the machete got stuck in his bone.

"Ah!" With a scream, the refugee grabbed the wood-chopping knife on his arm and staggered backward, only to tumble down a cliff seven or eight meters high and fall into the back wall of Xiaoman's house, where he lay motionless.

Xu Errui drew another knife from his waist and slashed at the next refugee who rushed up.

The refugee was unwilling to hand over what he had stolen, so he took a wooden stick and started fighting with Xu Errui.

Xu Errui was venting his anger, while the refugees were fighting desperately. The two sides ended up in a draw, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

At this moment, the shouts of "The officers and soldiers are here!" grew louder and louder, indicating that there were more and more officers and soldiers.

Li Laoshi appeared furtively on the path at the edge of the cliff. He glanced at Xu Errui, who was entangled with the refugees, and then looked down the mountain.

Suddenly, he made up his mind, picked up a stone, and smashed it against the back of the refugee's head, muttering, "I'm an honest man, I'll only hit you with one stone!"

When the refugee saw Li Laoshi coming over, he thought he was there to help him, but he didn't expect this "honest man" to launch a sneak attack, and he was stunned.

Xu Errui's knife arrived, and the refugee didn't even dodge; it struck him directly on the neck.

Blood spurted out, and the refugee clutched his wound, his eyes wide open, making gurgling sounds but unable to utter a complete sentence. He could only lie on the ground, convulsing unconsciously.

Li Laoshi muttered to himself from the side, "I only hit you with one stone. You were killed by him. If you want to seek justice in the underworld, go find him. I'm an honest man, and I'm telling the truth."

Xu Errui killed two people in a row with all his might. Seeing blood, even though he was afraid, he became fierce, like a bull with bloodshot eyes, panting and glaring to the side.

The ferocity startled Li Laoshi, who retreated repeatedly, shouting, "I didn't steal anything, I'm an honest man, please don't kill me!"

Xu Errui ignored him and could only guard the path leading up the cliff, his heart burning with anxiety.

Everyone knew what was going to happen at home. Brother Dazhu said that Grandpa and Grandma were still at home and not to go too far. At that moment, they were in the woods behind their house and could hear the screams.

Below the cliff, two soldiers chased after the refugees with their swords, like hawks catching prey among chickens.

The refugees scattered and ran wildly down the mountain, but they were quickly stopped.

Zhang Juntou led his men to surround the enemy from below, ignoring anyone's explanations or pleas for mercy, and slashing anyone they encountered.

Blood soaked through the rocks, splashing out a large patch of bright red.

Only then did Jiang Zhi realize that a person could have so much blood, as if it would never run out.

Xiaoman was already in tears, shouting, "Grandpa, Grandma, Brother, Sister-in-law, Nini! Are you still there?"

He hoped to hear an echo, his eyes filled with hatred and anger.

He charged towards the refugees, determined to kill all the bad people who wanted to harm his homeland.