Chapter 2043: Rebellion in the city

"Captain... uh uh uh!"
Seeing this scene, the Wu family generals present were shocked.
They couldn't believe that Yang Feng would be so tyrannical, he would kill him if he didn't agree with him.
You know, when they came this time, the eldest master also ordered them repeatedly, they just came to test the intention of the auction house, not to let them conflict.
After all, with the strength of the auction house, once there is a conflict, they can't take advantage of it.
But whoever thought, they didn't want to fight, they were unambiguous, and they said they did it.
For a moment, the soldiers didn't react to what was going on, and they froze in place.
Yang Feng didn't look at them, just walked out in strides, and at the same time murmured: "Kill!"
Whoosh whoosh! As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of sound, and all the masters of the Jinyao auction site were all dispatched, like a hornet flocking to the Wu family soldiers.
Before they recovered from the shock they had just received, they saw black shadows passing by among them. Wherever they passed, a sea of ​​blood flew up and gushed into the sky.
However, after a short while, the three hundred guards returned to the nine days with their souls, and fell into the boundless pool of blood.
Yang Feng’s face was very calm, and the old man Yunji quickly came to him and reported:
These state shepherds who come to the store to make troubles, none of the masters of spirit beasts are at the level of generals. It seems that the old thing is not intended. It's true to us."
"Yes, he just came to test our attitude.
The time to actually do this is probably three days later, when we go to the prefecture, and give us a turtle in the urn.
It's a pity, I'm so impatient, I can't wait that long.
He didn't want to do it, so I did it first.
Order to go down, all the guards of the auction site will gather to kill all the soldiers of the prefecture and herdsmen who are in the wild in the city. I will not give them even a chance in this act of extinction of faith! "
Yes! Determined to nod, the old man Yunji immediately ordered to go down.
In a short time, the auction house guards moved in unison, organizing the troops to launch a counterattack against the Wujiazhou Mufu soldiers.
Originally, the soldiers and horses in the auction house were not as strong as the state herdsmen and horses. However, since the attention of the state herdsmen and horses was on bullying the people of the city, they did not expect such a big reaction from the auction house. During the raid, the store guards immediately killed the state herdsmen and horses and turned their backs on their backs.
The state animal husbandry army wanted to counterattack, but no matter how the auction house offered the worship masters, the state animal husbandry family’s offerings were still taking care of their old age, so there was no need for a moment. The state animal husbandry soldiers in the city would have been defeated across the board, throwing their helmets and armor to the state The animal husbandry retreated.
The people in the city took the opportunity to rescue their unburned books or idols from the fire, and wept in tears.
The people at this time were still very religious, and even regarded their faith more than their own lives.
Like some people who worship Guan Gong and value faith and justice, even in this spiritual world, in order to protect the children of other people's families, they were brutally killed by the soldiers of the prefecture.
And this belief that faith is more important than life is the source of the strong cohesion between people, and it is also what those in power fear most.
The so-called ants kill elephants. Once the weak ants gather together, even the most powerful elephants are not opponents. This is the power of the ants to defeat the strong.
In nature, there has never been a real distinction between strength and weakness, only how to use power.
Those in power understand this deeply, so there is only one thing they have to do in their entire life, and the power to divide the bottom is condensed.
The so-called anti-feudal superstition is nothing more than a means to separate the bottom forces and cohesive.
After all, once the bottom has no faith, it will be a dish of sand, and the mob will no longer threaten those in power.
Coming from the bottom, and once a powerful leader, Yang Feng understands this best.
Chuan Chuan picked up an unburnt Analects from the fire. Yang Feng turned a few pages at will, then looked at the crowd of people around him who were full of hatred, and shouted: "The Confucianism and Taoism created by Confucius are biased towards being in power. The orthodoxy of the author’s advice is now included in the ranks of anti-feudal superstitions and must be completely erased.
Just because it contains a few words of exhortation to those in power, it becomes a banned book.
What does this show?
It shows that the current sacred mountain can't listen to even a bit of advice, and doesn't put the people in the eyes. "
"Someone once said that if sharp criticism disappears, mild criticism will be ear-piercing.
Moderate criticism disappears, and silence will be considered unpredictable.
If silence is not allowed, it is a sin to praise not hard enough.
If there is only one voice in the world, then that voice is definitely a lie. "
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng continued: "Now, they want to eradicate all beliefs and only keep the voice of the holy mountain. Do you know what they want to do?"
Silent, everyone did not speak, but they knew it well in their eyes.
"The brothers and sisters standing here today may have different beliefs, different identities, and even different classes.
However, we have one thing in common. We don't want to become slaves, and we don't want our faith to be trampled on, so what should we do? "
Sweeping in front of everyone one by one, Yang Feng said leisurely: "When they came to arrest the monk, I did not stand up; when they came to arrest the Taoist priests, I did not stand up; when they came to arrest the scholars, I still did not stand up. stand out.
Now they came to arrest me, and no one stood up for me. "
"Boss Huo!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and a well-dressed businessman suddenly stood up and said: "You don't need to say, we understand.
If these grandsons are allowed to do wrong things again, our future situation will definitely be worse.
Now no matter what our status or status, we must unite and rely on each other to kill these bastards.
My name is Wang Qifu, a Lingjing merchant at the east crossing of the street.
If I die this time, please help me take care of my son, thanks! "
it is good! With a loud shout, the sentiment was enthusiastic, everyone's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and no one flinched.
Yang Feng took a deep look at them, and his heart was filled with relief.
These people have the style of the righteous men of the Chinese Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and they are really different from the brainwashed gangsters 100,000 years later.
Yang Feng admitted that there were countless rebellions in his life, but only this time he resonated most with the masses.
These people know where their future is, and the people are extremely strong. No wonder Wu Zhenting, the old fellow, didn't dare to disturb the people casually.
This time he wouldn't dare to behave like this if it hadn't been supported by those sacred mountains.
Thinking about this, Yang Feng immediately waved his hand fiercely: "Well, since everyone is so powerful, then I am here to officially announce that no matter who is killed in the battle, the pension will be all inclusive. We will take care of the whole family at the auction house and follow me! "
Roar! Roaring, the people of the city and the guards of the Jinyao auction site gathered together, forming a torrent, rushing towards the prefecture and animal husbandry, unstoppable.
"It's not good, father!"
Half an hour later, Wu Shengfei rushed to the study in a hurry, sweating profusely, saying: "It's the opposite, the people in the city have turned upside down, and they are now rushing towards us with Huo Yanfeng."
Uh! The withered old hand shook suddenly, and the brush in Wu Zhenting's hand fell to the ground.
In front of him are the four words just written, flying up into the sky...