Seeing the people scatter and flee, Zhao Sandao frowned angrily and shouted, "Where are you going? Hurry up and kill the enemy! Help! Help!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. Before the pain subsided, the urge to defecate made him twist his body into a pretzel.
He finally realized something was wrong and tried to run away, but the cramping pain in his stomach and the urge to defecate prevented him from moving an inch.
Seeing the once arrogant and domineering bandits suddenly become dejected, the government officials seized the opportunity to attack.
The group rushed straight into the mountain stronghold.
With the bandits gone, the government officials entered the stronghold as if it were empty.
The government officials stormed into the village and quickly subdued the bandits who had no will to fight and were only thinking about defecating.
A few bandits who hadn't had time to eat or drink, and who escaped the calamity, secretly ran up the mountain.
However, before the group could even rejoice, a roar of a ferocious beast rang out in the forest. The sound was deafening and echoed throughout the woods, making the group tremble with fear.
The group looked at each other, glancing at the chaotic village below. The government officials had already stormed in; if they didn't run, they would be doomed.
With gritted teeth, the group prepared to rush into the woods.
However, before they could run more than a few steps, a tiger suddenly rushed out and rammed into them with great force.
With several loud thuds, the three men at the front were knocked away by the tiger and thrown to the ground, unable to get up.
Upon seeing this scene, none of the others dared to venture into the woods, where the roars of tigers echoed continuously, as if there were several.
This realization terrified everyone, causing their legs to tremble. Those who were already terrified by the government's suppression of bandits immediately fled down the mountain in a panic, daring not to go back up.
The government officials quickly arrived and took the person away.
Song Quanzhao frowned, covered his nose, and looked at the situation in the mountain stronghold, completely baffled.
The houses not far away were still burning fiercely, and the constables were fighting the fire.
Beside him, a dozen meters away, dozens of bandits under the watchful eyes of the constables were squatting on the ground, naked, defecating, their faces pale and utterly powerless to resist.
If you tilt your gaze slightly, you can see rows of buttocks of different colors.
There was still a lot of unpleasant smell seeping in through his fingers, and he felt like he was dreaming, or rather, a messy dream.
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