Women Wearing Men: The Growth Path of the Bastards of the Aristocratic Family

The night was as dark as ink, the moon was tightly blocked by layers of dense dark clouds, and the sky seemed to be stagnant, gloomy like water.Looking up at the sky, there is nothing but darkness, no cloud movement, no star movement, a huge depression is forced down unscrupulously, making it difficult to breathe.

No wind tonight.

At the gate of the city of Hangzhou, listening to the babblings of the refugees in sleep, the soldiers who had stood on guard all day could not help but feel tired, and dozed off drowsily amidst yawns one after another.

Seeing the soldiers relax, a pair of shining eyes slowly appeared in the crowd of refugees in the distance.

"Prepare."

With a soft reprimand, countless sleepy black shadows turned around immediately, grabbed the weapons that had been prepared by their side, stooped, tiptoed, echoing each other, gesticulating with each other, like ghosts in motion, silently He approached the gate of the city.

At the gate of the city, a soldier seemed to be in a hurry to urinate. He clutched his stomach and walked quickly to a secluded place. He was about to untie his belt to let himself go, when a black shadow suddenly appeared from the grass in front of him.

"Who... um!"

There was a flash of the white blade, and before the soldier could make a sound, his neck was wiped, and he fell down softly, without a sound on the spot.

The soldier's blood spurted out and splashed on the face of the person in front of him.The refugee licked the wetness from the corner of his lips, his skinny and dry face was full of uncontrollable bloodthirsty excitement.He dropped the bloody kitchen knife in his hand, drew the long knife from the soldier's waist, and continued to approach the gate of the city with the other refugees following behind.

"Who is it!" Hearing the movement from ahead, a drowsy soldier suddenly perked up, staring vigilantly at the slightly shaking bushes in front of him.

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw dozens of refugees with sharp knives rushing out of the bushes. He immediately stopped in fright, and ran back to his side, shouting: "Warning! Watch out! The refugees are rioting! The refugees are rioting!"

Before he ran far, he was caught up by a refugee in two or three steps, and slashed his back with a knife, instantly tearing his silk and blood.The refugee felt numb from the reaction force from the tiger's mouth being split to the spine, and then saw the soldier's body fall, and the whole person fell down powerlessly.

"Warning...warning..." The refugees were not quick enough to strike. The soldiers spat out blood, convulsed and struggled on the ground for a long time before dying completely.

This warning sounded like an arrow piercing through the air, piercing straight into the eardrums of all the soldiers.The soldiers trembled in shock, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, they immediately came to their senses and quickly started to fight back.

The commander was anxious and angry: "Move the fence and put on the shield! Block the city gate! Don't let me in a single person!"

Seeing that the guards at the city gate had made some moves, the leading refugee raised his arms and shouted: "The government is not benevolent. They shut me out of the city and ignored them. They want us to starve to death! Anyway, starving to death is death, and freezing to death is also death. It is better tonight." Just give it a go, break into the city to grab some rice, and be a hungry ghost before you die!"

Hundreds of refugees behind him immediately began to respond, and gathered towards the gate of the city: "Break into the city! Break into the city! Break into the city!"

The echoing sound was like mosquitoes and flies at first, and then the sound wave gradually increased, getting bigger and bigger, shaking like a bell.The commander's scalp was numb when he heard this, and while making the soldiers resist the city gate desperately, he turned around and shouted to the orderly: "Quick! Inform the magistrate that the refugees are rioting, and the east gate is about to be overwhelmed! Please help!" !"

In the city of Hangzhou, in the official residence of the prefect Lu Xianzhi.

The master looked anxious, and ran while holding up his robe, shouting: "My lord! It's not good! The refugees outside the city are rioting! They are about to rush into the city!"

Lu Xianzhi, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly, trembling with fright at the news: "What?"

The master was out of breath, but he still didn't dare to delay, panting heavily, he replied: "I just got the news that the refugees are rioting and attacking the east gate. It is said that they are about to be overwhelmed."

Lu Xianzhi felt dizzy for a while, and his face was as pale as paper.With trembling hands, he pinched the edge of the bed, trying not to sound so flustered: "Total... How many people are there in total?"

"There are about one or two thousand young and strong people, and at least five or six thousand old and weak women and children. This is just the total number of refugees. As for how many people came to smash the city gate, it is not clear."

After listening to him, Lu Xianzhi calmed down a little, and ordered: "There are currently 1000 defenders in the city, of which [-] will immediately support the east gate, and the remaining three gates will increase by [-] each, so they must guard the gate. , not one can be put in!"

"There are four hundred more, divided into several small teams, guarding and patrolling the villages overnight, to prevent refugees from sneaking in. That's it, go!"

The master took the order, but did not get up immediately, but pursed his lips, hesitantly said: "My lord, the refugees are making a scene tonight. If you don't issue a clear order, the officers and soldiers... may not be able to let go."

Since ancient times, the army and the people have been integrated, the common people join the army, and the army protects the people.Even the troops stationed in the various guards of the Great Xia Dynasty today are fighting in wartime and farming in leisure time, and they are not fundamentally different from ordinary people.Fighting between soldiers and civilians is something that is not tolerated in the world.

Although it was said that the refugees initiated the riots, they were forced to do so because they saw no way out. They were not those thugs who only wanted to rebel.On the one hand, Lu Xianzhi felt sorry for him, but on the other hand, he was afraid that too many people would die, so he was given a copy by the admonisher. That's why he never let the officers and soldiers deal ruthlessly, and only focused on blocking him.

But the situation is different tonight. The officers and soldiers are concerned about the lives of the refugees. The refugees will not be concerned about the lives of the officers and soldiers. Coming to town.

Thinking of this, Lu Xianzhi's eyes turned cold, he took a deep look at the master, and said in a cold tone: "Women and children are old and weak, and we still need to stop them; the young and strong who follow the door can only be seriously injured; as for Armed with weapons and demagogues—"

"Kill on the spot!"

A chill instantly climbed up the master's back, causing him to shudder, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, I'll go right away!"

Before he could move, he was stopped by Lu Xianzhi again: "Wait! Call all the servants in the government office, and let them get ready in case something happens!"

"Yes!"

"Also! Tell the people in the city to close their doors tightly and don't go out. No matter what they hear or see, they should hide at home! Especially those big families, let them close the doors and windows, restrain the people, and don't run around!"

"Yes!"

"Also! Prepare the wound medicine and treat the wounded soldiers in time without delay!"

"Yes!" The master finally answered heavily, and seeing that Lu Xianzhi finally had nothing to order, he turned and ran out.

After arranging everything, Lu Xianzhi leaned against the wall with a pale face and felt a severe headache. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Tonight is destined to be uneven.