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Chapter 171 Slip through the net?

After dawn again, the palace city had basically returned to peace. Although this unreasonable riot swept over more than a dozen construction sites and several guards, it was ultimately a group of unarmed migrant workers with only simple tools.

After being held in the four gates, tens of thousands of civil servants were like a rushing stream surrounded by a dam. After venting all their strength and strength, they could only helplessly and helplessly in the exhausted low tide.

Then, in front of the team, who was resting in the city gate for a whole night, was driven away and searched from the hiding places, and became captured by teams with their hands tied up.

The sound of rafts of shooting from time to time shocked the cliffs that they liked to linger above the corpses, and also showed the fate of all the rebels.

"Twelve directions are upwards and six points, put them..."

With the sound of finger flags and commands, another group of people rushing out of the hidden place was shrouded in the smoke of lead bullets and gunpowder, and burst into shrill screams and cry.

Even the plasma and minced meat sprayed towards him could not soften the hearts of these soldiers, or hesitate and shake, because in yesterday's riot, he lost dozens of familiar companions.

Therefore, some veterans can even grin and shoot face to face, then watch these temporary thugs break their heads and necks by the huge penetration force at close range, or tear out huge wounds deep into the internal organs and bones on their chests, and then use a protective knife to cut off their heads.

I did not stop them from venting in disguise. Only when some people can't stop and have affected the formation of the formation, they use the sticks and scoldings of the teaching team to let these passionate guys return to the team and return to a little calmness.

To a certain extent, this is also an opportunity for indirect training. These incomplete armed rioters are the most suitable whetstones and opponents who are still exploring firearm tactics. Therefore, under my command, I almost maintained a certain offensive posture of assisting the teams and continued to sweep it until a certain team was obviously tired and then rotated.

Almost no one can survive a round or two after dozens of muskets. The baptism of dense sperm can easily destroy and destroy their bodies and wills. The spear tips and machetes that followed are enough to kill and destroy the last bit of luck.

Almost dull, he knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy, or turned around and ran away. Occasionally, there were also fish that were crazy who escaped the net, and they repelled themselves, and then were poked down by spearmen in small arrays, chopped them up and cut off their heads.

Later, with some conditioned reflex that practice makes perfect, those almost restless people, as long as they hear the sound of guns from afar, would scatter like a frightened bird, or they would kneel and crawl on the ground, allowing the auxiliary soldiers to come and tie them up and form a bunch of people.

However, the other regiments who also rioted had suffered a little loss. The troops were destroyed and disintegrated. The chief officer was killed in chaos, his weapons and armor were taken away. Almost all the dragons were scattered without heads. It was not until they heard the sound of the unique muskets of our army that they gathered together in groups of three or three.

I sent some people as leaders to form a team and follow my team to pluck my courage and act as some kind of auxiliary role. In just a short time, I gathered seven or eight hundred people.

When the prisoners were caught at a certain number, they were divided into a batch and sent to the temporary reset guard camp. Until afternoon, the guardians of the city gate were ready to take out the food and take care of a lunch.

At this time, the support of the government army was late, but it was a bit jokey, but they were inevitably disappointed. Because what they saw was that behind the city gate, there was a very simple and orderly venue.

A large number of people were squatting on the ground with their arms tied back, and their black heads were obedient like obedient sheep.

After the official army officially joined, the progress of various cleaning up was accelerated. However, I went there to find such a good one and almost lossless mobile phone training. I smacked my lips with some regrets, but I still handed over the dominance.

According to the government army's disposal and management of repeated crowds, after torture and punish all possible leaders, and then perform the eleventh killing punishment, everyone will be branded with a special mark and then sold as slaves as one of the benefits of the war.

On the other end of the huge palace city, the ruins were buried. As the culprit of the chaos, it slowly pushed away the cover from a hidden ditch buried by piles of waste, and helped them out one by one, patting the dust on their bodies.

The leader was the "elderly man" hiding among the civilians, but he was secretly chewing a certain bitter taste in his mouth. He claimed to be resourceful and decisive in this life. Although most of the previous planning was successful, it was miscalculated by his own factors.

Unexpectedly, most of the fire guns equipped by the regiment train could be fired in the rain, and the frequency was much faster than expected. As a result, although it broke through the guard and took off the body, five of them died on the spot and several were injured. When the rain fell, it couldn't last long and had to throw them away to distract the pursuit and search.

On this day, they all rely on their familiarity with the palace, and with the help of these spaces and passages hidden in the ruins, they avoided several searches. However, as the inner city officials entered the aid in the afternoon, their escape space was further narrowing, and they had to take the last resort to take risks.

Thinking of this, the elderly suddenly felt a little sore and soft. After running around for a night, most of the energy in his body, which was no longer a young man, was exhausted and he could not recover without enough rest. Therefore, now he is just relying on a thought to hold on to the spirit.

Looking at the gradually clear outline of the palace gate, he took a deep breath, as calm and cruel as he had developed for many years, towards himself and his enemies, suppressing these unnecessary emotions, life and death success and failure were here. He waved his hand and brought someone to the front. He then checked and sorted out each other's clothes. This was the clothes they snatched up in a mess, hoping to deceive the defenders.

He leaned on a few stripped spears, standing sparsely on the guards above the broken palace gate. His careless and negligent attitude also gave him some comfort.

"Boan is brave enough to take charge of Zheng Laoguan and is ordered to escort the criminal..."

Under the pressure of the knife behind him, this important hostage who had been repeatedly tortured and taught was almost conditioned and slightly changed.

"This is my body card, please verify it."

"So it's Zheng Tie..."

The falling bluezi quickly sent a letter and official documents to collect them.

"Stay for a moment..."

Then, as they were a little impatient to wait, they were about to get to the last of their throats, the middle door suddenly opened, revealing the black corridor behind them and a little light coming from the opposite side.

"We have some shortage of staff here, so please give yourself..."

The voice in the city continued to shout

"I won't follow you..."

This indifferent and meaningless attitude made these fugitives covetous and unconfident, and hope of escaping from the cage and dilemma appear in front of them easily, even though it was a little unreal enough sense of dislocation.

However, under the whisper of the elderly, they kept urging the "inmates" as if they were decent, moving forward slowly. The spacious and empty short aisle was completed in just a few breaths, and the long-lost skylight shone again on these people like some revelation.

Although there is no difference between inside and outside the palace, and the same gloomy and gray weather, it makes people feel a different feeling and excitement.

The elderly couldn't help but feel aroused, and turned to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a sneer like raindrops.

Suddenly, a large bunch of white things spilled on their heads, like a white waterfall falling from the sky, flooding the figure of this team.

In an instant, the surroundings of these people were covered by a spicy and choking dust. The mouth, nose, ears and eyes were stained with a scorching sting and bitterness. Instinctively reached out to wipe away the face, but the more they touched, the tears and snot flowed like spring water. Some people even sucked in many lungs directly, and were immediately choked and coughed so much that they could even vomit their lungs, or screaming while sneezing with blood.

Although there were still people stumbled on weapons, trying to keep their bodies balanced, trying to find out the situation around them, and trying to open their eyes to see clearly, they only saw blurred figures in their blood-red pupils, and all kinds of screams and coughs were heard in their ears.

"Why are my tricks blind..."

The voice on the top of the city almost laughed loudly.

"A few more baskets..."

It's quite sneering, more white ash is poured on those, trying to climb out with your hands and feet

"Try harder and put all these dogs down..."

"This is a credit for coming to the door..."

As several of them pulled out their weapons, they waved frantically around them, and then something was run down. This time it was a big net, which immediately wrapped around the weapons that connected them, pulling and rolling into a ball.

“This is not enough…”

With that sound, seven or eight large nets were enriched on the top of the city. These layers of fishing nets made these people who were suffering from the ashes struggle to dodge.

He was leaned up to defend the soldiers, hooked his feet or hit his legs, put them one by one with a spear pole, and tied them into a ball with a net.

After a while, I got the accurate news that the frightened bird was arrested in Xinghuamen in the northwest.
Chapter completed!
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