Zhangjiazhuang.

With a shrill howl, the whole Zhuangzi was shocked.

"The White Lotus Sect is here!"

What a terrible word!

In the middle of Zhuangzi, a small number of White Lotus scholars were still sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and chanting the "White Lotus Sutra".

More White Lotus Cultists held bright long swords and drove out all the people from each household and gathered in the middle of the village.

Facing the fanatical White Lotus Cult, and the shaking swords and guns in their hands, how can the people in Zhangjiazhuang dare to resist?

Just half an hour later, the open space in the center of Zhangjiazhuang was already crowded with men, women, young and old.

In the dark night, torches were lit.

The swaying fire light shone on the faces of many White Lotus Sects, and there was a burst of light and destruction.

Like a demon with fangs and claws.

The villagers' low whispers and the children's crying with their mouths covered, making the middle of the village noisy.

"Quiet!!"

A loud shout.

In front of everyone, a White Lotus Trainer wearing a crown and a white robe sat upright on the platform stacked with two square tables, looking down at the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang below, with a feverish look on their faces.

"Everyone, today's great disaster is coming, and the world is dark. You should pray to the mother of the Unborn to protect us from peace and safety!"

"Today the Red Sun Calamity is over, and tomorrow the Bai Yang will prosper!"

"You, do you wish to follow the Holy Teachings to cleanse the filth in the world and return the bright world of sentient beings?!"

On the high platform, the leader of the White Lotus Sect was full of fanatical words, and everyone in Zhangjiazhuang below was worried.

Seeing that no one responded, the Bailian Train above couldn't help but look ugly.

Under the glimmer of torches, the gloomy face became more and more distorted.

Like a demon or a ghost!

Below, a tall and thin figure saw this, but directly led twenty or thirty people, picking and choosing, pulling out many strong and resolute people in the crowd, who could tell at a glance that it was difficult to encourage.

In the shadow, the tall and thin figure said in a low voice and asked again: "Can you please join the Holy Church?"

Still no answer.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

The man's three good words "Sing" had an indescribable strange smile in his tone. Then he suddenly raised his head and under the fire, a resentful face appeared in front of everyone!

Among the people picked out, a strong man changed his expression.

"Feng San!!"

The man's unremitting voice in Feng San's heart was like the immortal music on earth, and he felt so pleasant and pleasant.

"Zhang Biao, I didn't expect it would be me, right?"

Feng San smiled sinisterly and said, "I said that day that I want you to suffer a hundred times retribution! I just don't know, when you killed my fellow sect and seized my food, did you ever think that today would be there?"

Before Zhang Biao and his group could reply, Feng San, who had a lot of dreams at night, immediately shouted in a low voice, "Kill them!"

The twenty or thirty White Lotus Sect behind Feng San are his "owners" pulled out from Fengjiazhuang. Therefore, after seeing Feng San's humble shouts, those with long swords and short guns suddenly took action without hesitation.

Although there is no rules, the people in Zhangjiazhuang opposite are not good at fighting on the battlefield.

Under the numerous sharp swords and short spears, the unarmed villagers of Zhangjiazhuang all screamed and fell to the ground.

As soon as this group of young and strong men specially selected by Feng San died, the men, women, young and old in Zhangjiazhuang behind him suddenly seemed to have lost their backbone and no longer had their previous firmness.

"Vacuum hometown, no birth of old mother!"

With a mottled blood on his face, Feng San suddenly shouted loudly.

Under the bright swords and guns, there were finally a sparse number of people in the Zhangjiazhuang crowd responding!

"Vacuum hometown, no birth of old mother!"

Another loud shout, the more people...

In this way, after repeated attempts, the shouts of the crowd became more and more tidy and powerful.

Therefore, when the White Lotus Train on the high platform looked at Feng San, he felt more satisfied.

Feng San, who was revenge, felt the feeling of power in his hand, looked at the fearful and shocked face in front of him, and then listened to the unison of mountains and seas beside him, a flame called ambition appeared in his heart.

…………

Outside Zhangjiazhuang, Jia Jing and others hid in the darkness.

One by one, the archers came to report, "Marty, in the village, I found pickled human flesh and bones that had been cleaned, and there were a lot of people..."

When Jia Jing heard this, his face remained unchanged and he snorted coldly: "I knew that in this year of disaster, the people in Zhangjiazhuang all looked rosy and white and fat, so there must be some stories!"

"The evil of robbery is hard to tolerate! The two waves of people in front should be killed!"

Looking at the figure in the faint fire in front of him, Jia Jing ordered: "Kill the White Lotus Sect first, and then kill all the thieves in Zhangjiazhuang!"

"yes!"

The archers and cavalrymen were thunderous.

Jia Jing took out many arrows from the storage space, and each person divided two pots of arrows and said, "Each person has four pots of arrows. It is enough to face this group of people without helmets and armor! There is no need to be stingy with arrows, so one of them must not be let go!"

In the night, forty archers and cavalrymen scattered in an instant, surrounding the center of the village from afar.

I have to say that the White Lotus Sect brought everyone from Zhangjiazhuang together, which really saved Jia Jing a lot of trouble!

Seeing that the archer and cavalry under his command were in place.

Jia Jing also took out a long bow with his hand, put on an arrow, and suddenly shot an arrow into the fire in front of him.

The harsh roar of arrows sounded, as if the horn of many bows and cavalry attacked.

For a moment, the trembling buzzing of the bowstring and the sharp whistling of the arrows breaking through the air sounded from all directions.

...

On the platform.

The smiling leader of the White Lotus Train was about to say something.

The next moment, a long feather arrow penetrated from its forehead, and a huge force instantly shot it down from the platform, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Sudden incident!

Then, without waiting for the White Lotus Sect to react, there were continuous sounds of arrows breaking through the air around them.

The sharp feather arrows fell like rain, and the white cloth wrapped around her head was instantly dyed red by blood!

There was a sudden chaos in the field.

Seeing that the demons of the White Lotus Sect were constantly shot and killed, the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang who were still shouting hard just now were instantly stopped. Many people even changed their minds and wanted to sneak away.

However, when several Zhangjiazhuang villagers who were trying to sneak away were nailed to the ground by arrows shot from the darkness, the rest of them no longer dared to move.

After all, the group of "rescuers" outside have not had a very good temper!

The White Lotus Sect in the field, under the continuous attacks of sharp arrows around, countless sects died here in every breath.

The number of people who are five or six hundred is less than half in just seven or eight breaths.

This is also called the remaining White Lotus Sect’s people being terrified.

The smart one immediately took off the white cloth wrapped around his head and crawled into the crowd in Zhangjiazhuang. Some of them turned around and ran towards the darkness...

But in front of forty archers who are comparable to archers, all this is just in vain!
Chapter completed!