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A hand tapped his shoulder.
"If you always have unrealistic hopes for things, then it's only natural to be disappointed."
"I've already given them a chance out of respect for you."
"Don't worry, I won't kill too many people."
"Li Gexiao, come back!"
With just a simple "Come back," Li Gexiao immediately stopped his murderous intent, leaped back to Chu Yang's side, and without saying another word, naturally took the unconscious soldier from Chu Yang's hands.
Chu Yang took a step forward, and a shrine rose from the ground. He stood on the shrine and looked down at everyone.
this moment.
A boundless killing intent, accompanied by an overbearing aura, poured out like a torrent!
All the yamen runners were overwhelmed by an indescribable force, and their spirits were instantly subjected to a tremendous shock.
They did not immediately lose consciousness, but stared in horror at Chu Yang, who resembled a god, their bodies frozen in place.
The same applies to Magistrate Xu and his assistant magistrate.
Chu Yang formed a hand seal and coldly shouted, "Slay!"
A terrifying slash followed, like a meat grinder, turning everything in front of it into dust.
The encirclement formed by thousands of yamen runners was ripped open by the slashing storm, and blood and flesh were spread on the ground. From a distance, it looked like a giant whose skin and flesh had been ripped off, covered in blood.
The county magistrate and his henchmen had turned into minced meat, becoming one with the bluestone slabs beneath their feet.
Magistrate Xu's lower body disappeared, and he lay on the ground with a blank stare. He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to howl. He could only silently feel death approaching.
Chu Yang didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky to have survived.
Those yamen runners who acted as accomplices to the tyrant were either missing arms or legs, and some of the unluckiest had their heads chopped off.
Having promised Hua Manlou to hold back, Chu Yang naturally did not kill them all. Not many constables died; most were injured or disabled. They would be the first wave of casualties when defending the city. If they survived, their past misdeeds would be forgiven.
Extreme pain triggers adrenaline, putting them in a state of illusion where they don't feel much pain until they can feel the real pain.
The other uninjured constables were stunned by the carnage before them, until belated shouts brought them back to reality.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"My legs, my hands!"
"My eyes! I can't see anything!"
Under the relentless onslaught, each of them lost some organs; some lost their eyes and noses, others their hands and feet. They lay on the ground like a pile of broken rag dolls, struggling pitifully.
The more the injured constables shouted, the more terrified the remaining people became.
Bang!
It's unclear who was the first to drop the water-and-fire stick, but a few breaths later, the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground could be heard repeatedly.
The yamen runners, who had been so aggressive just moments before, were now trembling and kneeling on the ground, hoping that Chu Yang would spare their lives.
Not only were they afraid, but even Li Gexiao, who had pledged his loyalty to Chu Yang, was afraid. At the moment the attack erupted, he could not feel any humanity in Chu Yang, as if the other party had become a cold and heartless demon god.
Having traveled all over the country and boasted of having seen countless scenes, Lu Xiaofeng vomited. Looking at the pile of minced meat on the ground, he almost vomited up his bile.
Hua Manlou, who couldn't see the bloody scene, vomited even more severely than Lu Xiaofeng. His hearing and sense of smell were extremely developed, several times that of an ordinary person. The smell of the blood and flesh that covered the entire street was probably enough to suffocate his brain.
Li Gexiao carried the unconscious soldiers and, seeing them surrender, shouted, "Magistrate Xu and his assistant were planning to abandon the city, but they have been executed. The main culprit is dead. If you follow the prince to defend Jinling City, you will atone for your crimes. Otherwise, even if you are lucky enough to live today, you will be dragged to the execution ground to be beheaded in the future!"
The constables were trembling with fear and all expressed their willingness to follow Chu Yang's lead.
"I don't know anything about military operations, you make the arrangements, I'll go sit on the wall for a while."
Chu Yang handed over command to Li Gexiao, who, as the Vice Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, had no problem with this.
"Alright, Your Highness, go ahead. I'll come over as soon as I've arranged everything."
The situation was extremely urgent, and Li Gexiao didn't mince words, refusing to say anything like "Your Highness, step back and let us hold the line first."
Whether Jinling City can be defended or not depends on Chu Yang. Just as the county magistrate said before, how can thousands of yamen runners stop the demon army?
After Chu Yang left, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou approached Li Gexiao and asked him what he planned to do.
“I am quite familiar with General Qi and know his temperament. Since he dared to lead the Qi Family Army away from Jinling City, there must be something in the city that can help defend it.”
"For example, the Qi Family Army's specially made demon-slaying heavy crossbow can kill a spirit demon with just one bolt. Its power is terrifying. Even great demons dare not confront its sharp edge head-on."
"I need to stay and coordinate these yamen runners. Could you please go to the General's Mansion for me and see if you can find the Demon-Slaying Crossbow?"
Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou nodded and left together. Li Ge watched their backs with a smile, silently praying that the two could find the Demon-Slaying Crossbow.
With the death of Magistrate Xu, news of the great demon's attack on the city spread throughout the city in an instant. The high-ranking officials and nobles in Jinling City began to pack their bags and prepare to flee this town that was about to be ravaged by war.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the rich people's carriages rushed towards the city gate, while their servants and maids followed behind, carrying large and small bags and crying out, afraid of being left behind.
The city guards tried to stop them, but were smashed to pieces by the carriage, each one covered in wounds. Those horses were hybrids of demonic beasts, and their strength was far greater than that of ordinary martial artists. The guards couldn't stop them at all!
"Let them go!"
Chu Yang stood on the city wall, looking down indifferently at these people. They were just trying to survive, and it was understandable that they would leave, but they chose the most foolish way.
Given the urgency of the situation, Chu Yang was too lazy to persuade them; they had chosen their own path, so they had to bear the consequences.
"As ordered!"
The constables responded respectfully, then stood guard on both sides of the city gate like statues, no longer preventing the wealthy merchants from leaving.
Among those leaving the city, besides those in horse-drawn carriages, there were even those in sedan chairs, surrounded by a large group of servants, making quite a spectacle.
Chu Yang asked, "Who is the person in the sedan chair?"
A yamen runner nimbly climbed up the city wall and whispered, "Your Highness, that's the son of Grand Secretary Yan. He came to Jinling a few days ago for sightseeing, and I heard he brought many other sons of important families with him."
Chu Yang smiled knowingly, "You mean the legendary 'Little Grand Secretary' Yan Shifan, right?"
The constable chuckled twice but didn't dare to reply.
The reason why Yan Shifan was called the "Little Grand Secretary" was not only because his father, Yan Song, was the Grand Secretary of the court and the head of the civil officials, wielding immense power, but also because Yan Song entrusted most of the cabinet's affairs to Yan Shifan, always saying, "Let me discuss it with Donglou before making a decision."
He was not quite like a Grand Secretary, but even more so, hence the nickname "Little Grand Secretary".
"The death of Yan Shifan should bring Li Gexiao some solace, even if it's just collecting some interest in advance."
Chu Yang's lips curled up slightly as he looked at Yan Shifan, who was still putting on a show while fleeing, as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Go and tell Li Gexiao what happened here. Tell him that if he wants to take revenge himself, he can leave the city now. I can defend Jinling City by myself."
The constable broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this, and quickly left the city wall and disappeared into the street.
The city gates were bustling with activity, with people constantly heading out. High-ranking officials and dignitaries went first, followed by shopkeepers and owners who stood hesitantly at the city gates.
Inns and restaurants, cosmetics, silks and satins, carriage and boat services, brokerage and porter services, blacksmiths and butchers.
Compared to wealthy merchants who possess mountains of gold and silver, these people are giving up businesses that provide them with a livelihood. If their lives were not in danger, why would they be willing to give them up?
"The rest of you are not allowed to leave!"
Just as they gritted their teeth and prepared to leave, Chu Yang waved his hand, and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing them off balance and slamming the massive city gate shut! (End of Chapter)
Chapter 185. The Demon Race Invades!
185.
"Let us out!"
"Please let me out! I don't want to stay here and wait to die!"
"You corrupt official, are you trying to get us killed?"
The moment the city gates closed, the group of people who wanted to escape seemed to have their hopes of survival cut off. They instantly became hysterical, cursing the guards who were defending the city and Chu Yang, who was sitting alone on the city wall.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and they were so excited they looked like they wanted to eat people.
As the constables desperately tried to stop the people from rushing through the city gates, they were also complaining in their hearts. People were allowed to pass through before, but now they weren't. Wasn't this obviously going to incite public anger?
If they hadn't been allowed to leave in the first place, perhaps these people wouldn't be so angry.
Now all the rich have left, while the poor are left to wait to die. Anyone would go crazy in that situation.
Some young men, filled with rage, went home and grabbed tools like kitchen knives and hoes, then gathered at the city gate, shouting as if they were planning a fight with the constables.
The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows, and a single misstep could result in bloodshed.
Seeing this, Chu Yang waved his hand again, using the wind to blow these people away and completely clear the area around the city gate.
Regardless of age or gender, everyone fell heavily to the ground. They stared in horror at Chu Yang on the city wall, realizing that what had just happened was beyond human control.
The people were in a state of agitation, and reasoning with them was not enough; procrastination would only delay important matters. Therefore, Chu Yang took action to give them a warning.
This trick proved to be very effective.
Whether or not they had calmed down, these people finally stopped showing their radical side, but instead of leaving immediately, they stood silently in place.
Some people had blank stares, while others looked sorrowful.
A faint sob rose from the crowd, and a sense of sorrow spread instantly.