Two wild dogs, one chasing the other, ran happily through the streets of Qizhou City.

A big foot wearing a boot with a thick steel plate wrapped in cow tendons and a large python leather cover and wire mesh, commonly known as "Kicking the Bull to Death", suddenly flew up and kicked the stray dog ​​in front of it. With a "bang", the dog's head exploded, and the small stray dog ​​flew more than ten feet high and fell heavily to the ground, with blood all over the ground.

The stray dog ​​chasing behind was so scared that it retracted its tail, turned around and ran into the nearest alley while peeing.

The smell of blood spread in the night. The stray cats and dogs that were chasing and playing, and small creatures such as mice and yellow foxes in the dark corners all stopped moving, and the surroundings suddenly became much quieter.

Several strong men wearing black official uniforms, bright red capes, and iron waist badges with a layer of red paint on their waists walked out of the darkness. The leading man looked around with a hint of murderous intent, pulled out a six-foot-long bronze rod from the brocade bag on his back, and heavily inserted it into the stone slab on the street.

A stream of light lit up on the bronze rod, and strings of strange patterns meandered and jumped on the bronze rod like living things. A light blue light curtain quickly spread out in all directions and merged with the light curtains at the other three street corners not far away, forming a thin barrier that enveloped a courtyard with five entrances and a total area of ​​more than 30 acres in the southeast corner of Yizhou City.

On the high places around the courtyard, strong men wearing tight clothes and bright red cloaks, holding strong bows and crossbows, appeared silently.

With the sound of bangs, two night watchmen rushed to the street corner. A big man in tight clothes took two steps forward and shouted in a low and extremely stern voice: "This is the business of the Court of Justice. No one is allowed to approach. Get out!"

The two night watchmen trembled with fear, subconsciously looked at the bloody cloaks on the big men, and turned away in a hurry.

In the courtyard shrouded by the green enchantment, the lights flickered, the sound of tooth plates knocking could be heard faintly, and a clear and pleasant female voice sang a sad and sentimental tune. Although it was already late at night, there were still faint voices in the courtyard, and there were also laughter and the aroma of wine and meat wafting out.

A group of strong men wearing blood-red capes, swords on their waists, and holding iron spears walked out from the corners of the streets and quietly surrounded the entire courtyard. More than a hundred strong men lined up in front of the main gate of the courtyard, respectfully surrounding a man in the middle who was wearing a scarlet robe, looked to be about thirty years old, had a little beard on his chin, and was quite handsome.

"Sir Zhou!" A strong man with iron armor on his upper body, who was obviously of higher status than ordinary strong men, bowed respectfully to the man in red robes: "Do you want to knock on the door, or attack?"

The red-robed man smiled and said softly, "Traitor, no need to be polite. What are you doing knocking on the door? Go in!"

Before he finished speaking, the red-robed man pulled out a brass square mace from his sleeve, shook his hand and struck the air in front of him fiercely. With a crisp sound of "snap", a fist-thick green and red lightning flashed from the mace and hit the door in front.

The large wooden door, made of thousand-year-old iron wood from the deep mountains of Qizhou and one foot thick, which could even withstand the impact of a battering ram, exploded into pieces. Countless palm-sized wood chips mixed with large and small wooden thorns flew into the yard. More than a dozen strong men guarding the yard howled in pain, their bodies pierced by the broken wood like a sieve.

Blood was all over the ground. A man in his forties, whose face was not injured by the wood chips but whose left arm was broken at the elbow, suddenly drew out the sword from his waist and yelled, "Where did this thief come from? Feel your head. This is..."

The man in red robe had already rushed into the yard. When he saw the man drawing his sword, he smashed him down with his mace without saying a word.

With a crisp sound, the smell of burnt thunder and fire spread everywhere. The hundred-forged sword in the big man's hand was blown to pieces, and his right arm was also blown to pieces. His chest was hit by the thunder and fire, and his flesh and bones were blown away. His entire upper body was shrunk.

The big man collapsed silently to the ground, his long hair hanging down on both sides of his cheeks spread out, revealing two bloody gold seals the size of eggs on his left and right cheekbones.

"Shock! I'm sure this Captain Wang is not a good person." The red-robed man pointed at the golden seal on the big man's face and said with a smile, "The thief who was exiled 3,000 miles away must be a rioter who caused trouble in the local area. He didn't keep him in the barracks and was carefully guarded, but was kept by his side as a confidant. Are there any good people who associate with thieves?"

A large group of strong men in tight uniforms rushed into the yard and quickly entered the courtyard along the corridors on both sides.

Only the big man in iron armor stood beside the red-robed man, nodded with a smile and said, "Master Zhou is right. In this desolate land, some despicable villains always lack some respect for the king's law, and it is inevitable that they will do all kinds of illegal things."

Having said that, the armored man couldn't help but reveal a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

Jizhou is a remote borderland. Not to mention the numerous dangers in the surrounding wilderness, there are countless bandits in the mountains at the border between Jizhou and the neighboring states, not to mention the existence of giant bandits like the "Zhen Sanzhou".

If the state army of Jizhou only recruited good family boys from the people as soldiers, how could the fighting power of these good family boys compare with these thugs who committed serious crimes and were exiled thousands of miles away? These thieves often have some good skills, and it is very easy for them to stand out in the army. It is natural for them to be taken in as confidants by the state army captains!

In the military camp, as long as you can kill people and fight, you are a hero!

On the contrary, things like abiding by the law, haha, who will remember this when the knife is about to chop off your head?

However, the man in red robe was a superior who had just been parachuted in from the capital, and was the immediate superior of the armored man's immediate superior. He was unwilling to go against his wishes, but he had to go along with his words and please him.

"A nest of snakes and rats. Charge in and control everyone. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed!" The red-robed man showed a smug smile on his slightly gloomy face. He carried a bronze mace and strode towards the backyard where the sound of teeth plates and women's singing came from.

With a loud roar of "Yes", hundreds of strong men in strong clothes raised their iron spears, formed a killing formation of three people in a team, and strode into the backyard.

Suddenly, the huge courtyard was in chaos, the servants screamed and some guards drew their swords. A powerful crossbow arrow flew through the air, and from time to time, a shrill howl could be heard in the courtyard, which was the guards being hit by the arrows.

There was a commotion, and after a cup of tea, in the backyard that was originally brightly lit, a man in a red robe sat upright at a square table littered with cups and plates. Seven or eight men were tied up with iron chains by strong men in tight clothes, and long swords were placed around their necks, forcing them to kneel on the ground.

A dozen maids and singing girls were driven to the corner of the yard, watched by five or six strong men, and tremblingly knelt in the shadows. Some timid maids cried, their tears dripping onto the ground, and no one knew where this disaster of ruining the family came from.