"It is true that if God wants to destroy someone, he will first drive him crazy!"
Yan Xiwen shook his head: "Qishan, prepare for battle!"
"Zong Shiji, even if I die here, my name will surely be remembered in history. And you... you will also be remembered, but you will surely be infamous for eternity."
"Prime Minister Yan, your life is worth far more than my life!"
"I know that Prime Minister Yan has great ambitions. You are only thirty years old, in the prime of your life, and you hold the position of Prime Minister! His Majesty needs you, and so does Daxia! You can still do many things for the people of Daxia, all good and great things!"
"If you die here... His Majesty once said that death can be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. If you die here, in my humble opinion, your death would be even lighter than a feather."
At this moment, the villagers had already become nervous. Many villagers stood in the yard with hoes and sickles, standing in the wind and rain, waiting for the arrival of the government soldiers.
Yan Xiwen also stood up. He pointed at the villagers and said to Zong Shiji, who was kneeling on the ground, "First of all, my life is the same as theirs. There is no distinction between high and low! This is something His Majesty has emphasized repeatedly, but you have forgotten."
"Secondly, you don't even understand what a feather or a mountain is!"
"To dare to die for the people is more important than Mount Tai! Only for corrupt officials like you, your death is lighter than a feather, because you will be condemned by thousands of people!"
Zong Shiji's pupils shrank. "So Yan Xiang is really determined to leave his life in this mountain village?"
"In that case, I will grant your wish!"
"I don't need your help. I just want to ask you one last question... Do you still remember that chance encounter on the Golden Bull Ancient Road? You haven't just let down the people you rule, you've also let down the Emperor!"
"So, you are unforgivable!"
Yan Xiwen pulled out a gun from his arms.
pistol.
He stood in front of Zong Shiji and put the gun to his forehead.
"The Emperor said he wanted to see you again. If the palace guards really rush in... I will have no choice but to go against His Majesty's will and send you to hell!"
Three thousand palace soldiers rushed over in the drizzling night rain.
Zhang Qishan and ten soldiers from the garrison had already raised their guns and aimed at the palace soldiers who were thirty feet away.
"Prepare……!"
"shooting!"
“Bang, bang, bang…”
The sound of gunfire rang out in the rainy night, echoing in the valley.
"ah……"
There were miserable screams from the soldiers on the opposite side. In the first round of volleys, eleven people were killed.
The soldiers paused for a moment, and a voice rang out, "Everyone, listen up! Wipe out this bandit gang. This general will report this to Master Zong and credit you with a great achievement. Charge...!"
The footsteps sounded again, and the gunshots rang out at the same time.
After several rounds of volleys, the palace soldiers rushed to within ten feet of Zhang Qishan and others, and their faces were already clearly visible.
“Draw your sword…!”
“Clang clang clang…!”
Zhang Qishan and ten soldiers drew their swords.
"kill……!"
They rushed towards the dense crowd of palace soldiers!
They were wearing silver armor, their long swords gleamed with a cold light, and they were like a few drops of water falling into a lake.
The sword rose and fell, and the soldiers were killed so badly that their souls were frightened.
The broadswords in the hands of the palace soldiers posed no threat to their silver armor, but every time their long swords fell, they would inevitably take a life.
"Stop them. The rest of you, follow me into the courtyard, kill those troublemakers, and rescue Master Zong!"
The crowd rushed over like a tide. Zhang Qishan and his eleven men were unable to cover all the defense lines. Some palace soldiers rushed out of the yard, and the wall made of bamboo fences collapsed.
The morning glories that covered the bamboo fence were trampled to the ground and into the mud, never to be seen again.
"Protect Yan, Master Yan!"
"Fellow villagers, kill these bastard officials!"
"Kill! I'm going to fight you to the death...!"
Hundreds of villagers in the yard rushed out with hoes and sickles, and two huge torrents collided with each other.
He dug off the head of a government soldier with a hoe, and stabbed a villager to death with a knife.
A sickle cut open the abdomen of a palace soldier, pulling out the intestines, and a broadsword chopped down diagonally, and an arm fell to the ground.
Yan Xiwen took a deep breath but didn't close his eyes. His finger rested on the trigger. "Zong Shiji, you unscrupulous bastard!"
"Prime Minister Yan, I really want to be a good official."
"A dog will never stop eating shit!"
"Prime Minister Yan, you are actually quite cruel. Are you really willing to let so many villagers be buried with you?"
"Justice will never yield to evil! They died for justice, and you...will surely be nailed to history's pillar of shame!"
"In that case, let's all die here."
Before Zong Shiji finished speaking, there was a burst of gunfire from behind the soldiers.
Bai Yulian and a thousand Marines seemed to have descended from the sky!
They opened fire in the air, killing hundreds of palace soldiers like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and they fell to the ground.
"Draw your sword... and kill them all!"
At Bai Yulian's command, a thousand Marines rushed forward with their swords drawn like a tide. How could the fighting power of the palace soldiers be compared with that of the Marines!
They were pierced through in an instant, and then countless wailing sounds were heard. The soldiers in front were frightened to death. They had no intention of fighting with the villagers. They quickly turned around and fled in all directions.
"Everyone, kill them freely, leaving no one alive!"
A chase began in the night. The soldiers' legs were obviously not as fast as the Marines' lightness skills. For four nights, the screams were incessant, gradually becoming sparse and finally becoming sporadic.
Yan Xiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zong Shiji's face suddenly turned pale when he heard the dense gunfire. He knew that he was finished.
He closed his eyes and lowered his head.
"You see, the emperor misjudged you the first time, but he saw you clearly the second time."
"He knew you'd be desperate, so he came... Oh, General Bai Yulian came in person. Do you think there's still hope for you? What do you think of the situation that Yan Daotai is in now?"
"Prime Minister Yan, I am a humble official... Please kill me."
"It's hard for you to even want to die, because the emperor really said that he really wants to see you again and see how he misjudged you in the first place."
"Haven't you been to Chang'an yet? It's a good opportunity to go and take a look, and see the emperor at the same time."
Dark night, cold rain.
Bai Yulian came in front of Yan Xiwen and smiled broadly, "Luckily, I finally caught up."
"Thank you, General Bai!"
"Don't thank me, thank the emperor when you get back."
"The Emperor has sent a verbal order for you to return to the capital. The Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of Revenue have all sent many officials. They are expected to arrive in three to five days. They will handle the rest of the matter."
"How's Yan Xibai?"
"The Tianji Pavilion took action, and they are now being escorted to Chang'an."
"Oh... no rush, right?"
"The Emperor didn't say whether it was urgent or not."
"Well, a lot of villagers died, so I'll stay for two more days."
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