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Main text 800 Blood of Winter (Part 9)

800 Blood of Winter (9)

"Bang!" The glass window on the second floor of the small grocer Tang Ruide's house was smashed by a flying roadside stone. The grocer Tang Ruide, who was hiding behind the window and watched, was so frightened that he quickly squatted down with his head in his hands. His wife next to him quickly screamed. He hugged the head of the daughter next to him, and the glass shards all over his head fell like raindrops.

There were mobs everywhere outside. This place was only a hundred meters away from the Business Alliance branch. Some irritable demonstrators could not find a way to vent their anger, so they used the shops on both sides of the road as targets for their venting. Most of these street shops were For commercial and residential buildings, open a shop on the first floor and use the second floor as a living room

"Come on, this store has the richest goods." A mob shouted from outside. The dazzling array of goods hanging in the window of the grocery store quickly attracted the mobs wandering around in groups outside.

Hundreds of people soon gathered at the door. The grocery store owner Tang Ruide was frightened. He huddled in the broken window and looked out timidly from time to time. He happened to see several thugs holding a wooden pillar and slamming into his store door. , the wooden pillars are not big, it looks like they came from someone temporarily.

The door was quickly broken open by the mob with wooden pillars. The first person who rushed in was a fierce-looking guy with a sharp boning knife in his hand. His fierce eyes were filled with greed.

"It's you!"

Tang Ruide exclaimed with a pale face. He knew the leader. He was the leader of an underground force specializing in collecting protection fees. Last time, he took the matter to the city hall because he refused to pay the protection fees. , as a result, this guy was severely beaten and then sentenced to three months in the city hall jail. I didn’t expect this guy to escape so quickly.

"Haha, Tang Ruide, I didn't think we could meet again! This is what happens if you go against me." The little leader looked at him with a grin on his face, and punched him in the eye with his tattooed arm. The fat Tang Ruide He screamed miserably after being beaten, and backed away repeatedly with his eyes closed.

"What are you looking at? Move, move everything that can be moved!" The little leader turned his head and shouted loudly to the crowd gathered behind him, "Now you are the masters of this city, what do you need to be afraid of? Even if If we are to be held accountable, can we all be held accountable? "

"Yes, what do we still need to worry about now? We are the masters of this city! Do we still need to be afraid?" The words of the little leader quickly caused a commotion among the merchants who were like a mob. The good things are first, and there is no way to take them. You are a fool. Driven by such thoughts, hundreds of people almost rushed into the small grocery store that was only a dozen square meters wide.

Scenes like Tangred Grocery Store are everywhere in the shops in the nearby streets. Most of these wandering mobs are in groups of more than a dozen, holding a thick piece of wood in their hands to look for targets. Once they find a valuable target, they will forcefully break open the shop. The flimsy door, and then the unscrupulous robbery. With the shop owner crying at the top of his lungs, he moved everything he saw and could move away.

Most of these mobs were gang organizations in the city. They took advantage of the craze sweeping the city and, in accordance with the orders from above, looted several blocks in the city in order to create chaos and make the situation muddy and difficult to distinguish, increasing the number of advance notices. Bargaining for convening business alliance executive meeting

At 1:20 in the afternoon, the garrison outside the city began to advance into the city. Thirteen thousand regular troops of the Falcon Legion entered from the east and west gates. The black armor was like two black iron streams heading toward the center of the riot. They drove towards No. 64 Ruiliyang Street, with spears like a forest, and raindrops falling on the faces of these soldiers. The neat footsteps shook the ground with a rumble.

"The first squadron goes to Xihe Street, the second squadron goes to Dras Street..."

After the troops wearing black armor came in from the city gate, they formed a long and slightly irregular queue on the periphery of a few streets away from the center of the riot. The neatly arranged armors and spears are as far as the eye can see.

"Remember, I give you 20 minutes." Andres, the commander of the Seventh Flag Regiment, pointed to several blocks with thick smoke in the distance and shouted to the soldiers, "If any squadron makes a mistake, the entire squadron will Jump into the moat outside the city gate! Do you understand? "

"Understood!" The response of the seven thousand soldiers was like a sharp sword that tore the sky above their heads. There was a thunderous sound in the endless rain. Countless spears were held high, as if a dense forest appeared out of thin air. The cold spear tip glowed with a biting sheen in the rain,

"Let's go!" Andris waved his big hand, and the black-armored soldiers immediately turned to their respective areas. The rain soaked their helmets and entered through the gaps in the cold helmets. It flows from the soldiers' resolute and upright postures.

No one made a sound, there was only the sound of raindrops, the dense dripping sound splashing on the iron plates of the armor, and the shouts of the squadron leaders in front of the queue. Under the black iron helmets, there were sheets of rainwater scorched by the scorching sun. The tanned face is the eyes that are slightly sinister due to fatigue under the brim of the hat.

The neighborhood at the center of the riot is still in chaos. Nearly 5,000 people have gathered here. The smashing, looting and looting has affected almost all the shops. There are strange screams of thugs calling for friends, or running with goods on their backs. Man, this is a world without order,

"People in front of you, listen up, put down your weapons. Wandering on the streets or gatherings of more than three people within one minute will be regarded as rebellion!" said Dulac, captain of the fifth squadron of the third squadron of the Fourth Flag Regiment and an elite crossbowman. He shouted with all his strength. A hundred meters in front of him, a group of about a hundred rioters were staring dumbfoundedly at the black army that appeared from the street entrance.

These guys had just robbed a jewelry store, and everyone was wearing more or less various jewelry, necklaces, and baggy clothes, which really looked nondescript.

Seeing the soldiers appearing in front, an obviously courageous guy picked out Lai and shouted to the mob behind him, "Don't be afraid, everyone, so what if they are the army! Do they still dare to attack us? We are Businessmen, according to the Falcon Dynasty Business Protection Law, will be deprived of their military positions. These guys are just paper tigers. Don't be afraid."

"Whoosh!" A swift white light shot out from the falcon army on the opposite side, piercing the throat of this guy who was foaming at the mouth with an arrow in front of all the mob.

"Kill...kill someone!"

The mob was completely stunned. Hundreds of people held their breath at the same time. They saw the unlucky man who had been shot through the throat by an arrow, standing in front of everyone, holding the arrow that shot through his throat tightly with his hands due to suffocation and pain. pole,

His eyes bulged, like a chick caught by an eagle, his face turned red and purple with frustration, he let out a heavy gasp from his torn throat, and fell down with an expression of disbelief, red blood foam. The blood continued to flow from the wound on his neck, and his body was still bouncing and twitching.

"Idiot." Dulac curled his lips with disdain, put down the crossbow in his hand, pulled out his saber, and shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Attack with all, clear the streets within ten minutes, any resisters will be killed on the spot!"

"Yes!" The uniform shouts from the regular army scared the mob to death. The dense spears were lined up in a row, like a long wall of iron thorns slowly advancing forward. There were hundreds of shooters holding crossbows in their hands. , following closely behind the advancing infantry, a terrifying breath carrying heat and blood floated in the wind,

"Killing, Falcon Army killing!"

The mobs looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood with pale faces. Hundreds of people were completely panicked. Fighting with the regular army? Are you kidding? These are machines that kill people without blinking an eye. They kill people without any hesitation. If they stab people with one shot, there will be no survivors.

Under this kind of offensive, the mobs in each block were squeezed and gathered in the middle like an avalanche. Some mobs who realized something was wrong tried to find a way to escape, but often when they ran to another street, they saw the same situation. All exits to the street were surrounded by Falcon soldiers, and no one was allowed to enter or exit until the riot was completely subsided.

The city is under martial law, and there are sounds of fear and panic everywhere. Half of the sky in Remiel City has been illuminated red by the fires in these streets. The bustling city was full of mobilized troops. People in the city stood on the balconies of their homes and looked far into the distance. All they could see were black-armored soldiers blocking the intersection and groups of black cavalry roaring past.

"No, sir, the Falcon Army has entered the city! The city is now under martial law. All streets leading to the Business Alliance branch are blocked and no entry or exit is allowed!" One of Bokandi's confidants, ◎ ◎He ran into the guest room where the three of them were in a panic.

"Isn't this very good? Judging from the time, it should be about this time." Bokandi picked up the water glass on the table with some indifference. After taking a sip, he showed a proud smile on his face and said to Two other nervous companions said, "Such a huge reaction from the military just shows that that huge batch of food and that key person have fallen into the hands of the military. Such a large quantity and such bad corruption have also caused... The riot spread throughout the city of Remiel, and this woman is dead this time!"

"It makes sense. It would be strange if the military didn't respond at all to such a big problem!"

Hearing Bokandi's explanation, the experienced Kangso nodded appreciatively and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was 1:40 in the afternoon, four hours before the deacons' meeting was held. The time was really It's been a long time. At this moment, that self-righteous woman must be hiding in the city in panic all day long. It must be very uncomfortable to be betrayed by her own relatives.

"I think we should celebrate in advance. We are about to witness the coming of a great era, an era that belongs to the three of us." A smiling Alder took out a bottle of red yam from the kitchen cabinet next to him and held up a Three wine glasses came towards the two of them,

"Yes, this is a great victory!" Console stretched out his right hand to take the wine glass,

"It belongs to the era of three of us. I like this word!" Bokandi laughed and drank the full glass of red rum in one gulp. The hot wine gurgled down his neck.

The three people who were in excitement did not know that at the center of their expectations, this riot that should shake the foundation of the Merchant Alliance, with the strong intervention of the Falcon Army, was like ice and snow encountering fire, melting at an unimaginable speed.

In front of the spears of the Falcon Army, the businessmen who were so arrogant that they had taken control of the situation suddenly found that they were nothing in the eyes of the real powerful. The businessmen knelt on the streets in accordance with the army's requirements, unless they could If they show businessman certificates proving their identity, they will be ruthlessly resisted by the army.

The underground gangs who found that they could not get through were in bad luck this time. They did not have business certificates. If they were caught and could not obtain proof, the final outcome would be to be executed for the crime of turmoil. In this regard, The Falcon Army has never been a soft-hearted person.

Finding no way out, the surrounded gangs began to gather.

"If you don't want to die, just rush forward!"

They first broke through to Southeast Street, which seemed to have a smaller number of people. Unfortunately, their fate was not good. The reason why the Falcon Squadron on Southeast Street had the smallest number of people was that these guys were heavy infantry responsible for siege, because today's mission was only auxiliary, so Today I am not wearing heavy infantry armor, just ordinary mail armor. Most of the weapons in my hands are siege cones, armor-piercing heavy knives and other weapons.

Although the number of people is small, they are all guys who really rolled out of the blood sea of ​​​​the mountain of corpses. In terms of fierceness and martial arts, they are the most cutting-edge troops of the entire flag regiment commander. They did not expect that because of their small number, they would be regarded as gangsters. A target that could break through, the bloodiest conflict in this riot broke out under such circumstances.

This was a massacre that later historians called "Winter's Blood"

Although there were thousands of gangsters gathered, they were helpless in front of these military elites whose profession was to kill people. Under the specially thickened siege cone in the hands of the heavily armored siege soldiers, a man wielding a stick to resist The gangster's arm was smashed with the stick, and blood spurted out from the fracture.

The gangsters in the city had seen such a terrifying weapon, and they kept retreating in fear. The heavy infantry rushed forward with a ferocious smile, like a dragon entering the sea and charging into the gangsters. Blood rained everywhere, and screams and bones cracked. , there are gangsters with ferocious expressions covering their injured parts, unable to run a few steps before falling into a pool of blood.

Siege infantry are different from ordinary infantry. Their weapons need to be able to tear through the enemy's defense line in the shortest possible time, so they are equipped with powerful weapons. The thick back of the sword can make the blood groove deep, and the sharp blade can cut through. In the human body, deep blood grooves can cause huge incisions left behind by the knife edge. Many gangsters have a large gash in their stomachs, and a pool of bloody intestines flows out.

The street gangsters are looking for money, not life-threatening. Although they have the support of gangs this time, they are not life-threatening. Seeing these madmen who chop people like vegetables and melons, the gangsters are shocked and dare to continue to stay there. The gangsters outside turned around and ran away, and the gangsters inside also dispersed and ran away without their lives.

Seeing such a scene, the heavy infantrymen killed even more vigorously. They waved their sabers repeatedly. The gangsters they killed cried for their fathers and mothers. They only regretted that their parents had lost two legs. They ran slowly and were caught up by the heavy infantrymen. It was just a knife, and he fell to the ground dripping with blood.

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