"I am Sima Zhuifeng, the governor of Qizhou! Who are you? Tell me your name. Don't try to imitate that useless market villain who only talks nonsense!"

Sima Zhuifeng looked at the heavily armored man solemnly. The heat in his body had long disappeared, and the hot sweat on his body had long turned into cold sweat.

The armor on the heavy-armored man was pitch black, with simple and heavy lines. On his shoulders were two dragons swallowing their mouths, and on his chest was a ferocious black dragon relief. Whether it was the dragon swallowing its mouth or the black dragon relief, the craftsmanship was extremely exquisite, and the scales and dragon whiskers were clearly discernible.

The sunlight shone on the big man, and a layer of moist light like the inner layer of a clam shell flashed faintly on the heavy armor. A large amount of water vapor cloud patterns could be seen rolling in the precious light. This was a rare and extremely precious secret armor.

A piece of secret armor is not worth much. Born into the Sima family, how many good things has Sima Zhuifeng seen?

The most fatal thing is the black dragon totem on this secret armor, as well as several water cloud marks on the armor, all represent the origin of this set of armor.

Sima Zhuifeng looked at the armor and couldn't imagine what it meant for someone wearing it to appear in the city of Qizhou. How could they be here? They shouldn't be here at all!

"I am the military marquis of the Great Qin, Ying Feng." The heavily armored man raised the eight-foot heavy sword on his shoulder, stood upright in front of him with both hands on the sword, and saluted Sima Zhuifeng: "Please surrender, Trojan Horse, and don't cause any more casualties!"

Sima Zhuifeng's heart slowly sank. He looked at the heavily armored man and laughed coldly, "Da Qin? The ancient Qin dynasty is a story from ten thousand years ago. There is only Da Jin in the world, not Da Qin anymore. You are unwilling to submit to our dynasty and are willing to fend for yourself in the wilderness. How can you be happy about that!"

Taking a deep breath, Sima Zhuifeng said sternly, "How dare you invade our Great Jinzhou City? Do you want to die and your clan be exterminated?"

Ying Feng smiled and shook his head, saying calmly: "Forget it, words can't convince you, then, let's see who wins with swords! It's a pity for this guy, he's such a strong man, why doesn't he want to be obedient?"

"I have no bad intentions. I just want to recruit him to join my Great Qin, command all the hardworking men in Qizhou, and work together to gain a good career. Unfortunately, he insisted on reporting to the authorities, wasting my good intentions."

With a bit of pity, Ying Feng looked at the tragically dead Sun Tiehan, and suddenly shouted: "My men, kill!"

With a long whistle, the street where Sima Zhuifeng was suddenly in chaos.

Among the porters and servants under the eaves, the strong men who stood up and looked at Sima Zhuifeng with solemn expressions and cold eyes suddenly pulled out black cloth strips from their waists and tied them tightly around their arms.

Then they pulled the crowbars in their hands with force, and with a clang, they pulled out heavy swords that shone with cold light.

These laborers and servants only accounted for about 30% of all the laborers and servants on the street. After drawing their heavy swords, they immediately roared at the laborers and servants around them who were shocked and stunned like geese and had no reaction.

"Brothers, we are the poor people who work hard. We carry heavy bags and drive heavy trucks all day long. How can anyone have extra food?"

"Come with us, let's do it! Pick up your weapons and do it!"

"We will break into the governor's mansion and plunder the city of Qizhou. The gold, silver, jewelry, rice, flour, silk and satin will be available for everyone to enjoy!"

"Brothers who are brave enough, come and join us! Together, we can achieve wealth and glory!"

"Those who are unwilling to work together and still regard us as brothers, stay out of our way, get down, get down, those who don't obey will die!"

"Sun Dangtou was unwilling to help his brothers, so he has been killed by Ying Feng Junhou! Brothers, either follow us or lie on the ground and don't get in the way. Swords have no eyes, don't blame your brothers for ignoring our friendship in the past!"

The porters and servants huddled under the eaves stared blankly at their companions whose faces had suddenly changed. How come these companions who usually drank and did hard labor together suddenly became so strangers today?

The bloody body of Sun Tiehan, the leader of the Jizhou Lixing Group, was lying on the ground. Such a tragic death was so scary!

Most of the laborers and servants subconsciously held their heads and lay on the ground. This was the rule of the Green Forest Road. As long as they did not move around and did not cause trouble, even the most vicious bandits would not hurt them easily.

There were also a small number of laborers and servants who were restless on weekdays. They roared and were swept up by an inexplicable impulse. They foolishly followed their companions who had black cloth wrapped on their arms and rushed out.

As soon as they moved, the forceful men holding heavy swords kept pulling out strips of black cloth and handing them to them, asking them to wrap them tightly around their arms.

The flashing of swords was accompanied by loud roars and curses. The unlucky ones were the managers of several caravans that were blocking the road, as well as the guards hired by the owners of these caravans.

Amid countless exclamations, the wolf-like laborers and servants rushed into the caravan, the sword flashed, and the heavy eight-sided sword chopped off the heads like cutting melons and vegetables. The managers and guards of the caravan looked at these poor people who were usually ordered around by them in disbelief, and before they could figure out what happened, they had already died tragically under the swords of these lowly people.

"Spread the money!" Ying Feng held the heavy sword in both hands and approached Sima Zhuifeng's carriage step by step.

Following Ying Feng's roar, the porters and servants who had charged into the caravan chopped and hacked wildly with their heavy swords, and a large amount of gold, silver, copper coins, silks, and other precious items were scattered all over the ground. The porters and servants laughed loudly and grabbed handfuls of money and threw them on the roadside.

"Brothers, do you really want to be a hard-working person carrying heavy bags for the rest of your life?"

"Get up, get up, stand up, kill, kill, kill, kill a big bowl of meat and a big bowl of wine!"

"Brothers, let's take a chance and capture the city of Qizhou. You can choose any young lady you want and live in any spacious tile-roofed house you want!"

The porters and servants lying on the ground by the roadside were stunned. Fistfuls of gold, silver and copper coins fell on their heads, causing them pain but also waking them up.

Looking at Sun Dangtou who died tragically on the ground.

Looking at the human heads rolling all over the ground.

Look at the golden gold, the white silver, and the jingling copper coins.

Suddenly, a strong man and a servant jumped up with a cry, holding a crowbar and smashing it at the caravan guards who were fleeing in a panic.

These laborers did heavy work all day long and had great brute strength. Their crowbars were extremely strong and when they hit people on the head, more than a dozen guards were killed instantly with their brains bursting.

The situation became chaotic and worse. Countless laborers and servants jumped up, howling and following their 'companions' holding heavy swords, they rushed forward like crazy beasts.

Ying Feng laughed loudly, walking step by step through the chaotic street, getting closer and closer to Sima Zhuifeng.

A stream of black water vapor rose from under Ying Feng's feet, transforming into a black vortex that wrapped him below the waist. The black wind was chilly, and a stream of black air rushed up more than ten feet above Ying Feng's head. In the black air, a black evil dragon could be seen rolling and roaring.