Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 90: A River of Blood
pain!
It hurts!
The feeling of having intestines pulled out of the stomach.

Shichiro Hirata has killed countless people and done even more cruel things, but when these things happened to him, he realized how painful it was.

The Mandarin Duck Formation was a modified version, a brand new one more suitable for this era. It couldn't be helped; it required the support of musketeers, and Ningguo didn't have such weapons at the moment. As for the dung fork, while it might not sound very nice, it was quite useful in use. The modified fork was much thicker, longer, and harder than before.

When you poke it, there are three transparent holes.

The end of the fork even had two rough barbs polished into it. When it was inserted into Hirata Shichiro's body and then pulled out, the scene was bloody, crazy, and disgusting.

Perhaps it was because the pain was too much, but Hirata Shichiro felt as if his entire body had suddenly become much lighter. As more and more of his body was pulled out, his strength was also drained away, and his body slowly slumped to the ground, twitching.

Dying?

Why is this happening?

He came here to kill people, to steal money, food and women, so why did he die like this?
His body trembled, and Hirata Shichiro's consciousness fell into complete darkness.

This was a battlefield, so who would care about Hirata Shichirō's death at this point? Instead, the blood and stench ignited their most frantic nerves. With red eyes and twisted faces, they rushed forward, brandishing their Japanese swords.

Puff, puff, puff...

The dung fork extended from behind the wolf's mace, burrowing into Xiao Ri's chest and stomach.

Corpses began to fall to the ground, blood gathered into a pool, and slowly flowed along the terrain, dyeing the road scarlet, like a river.

Finally, someone broke through the wolf-whip blockade and rushed forward. The long shield and shield were like a solid stone shell, blocking the slashing of the Japanese sword. The dung fork once again emerged from the gap. At this moment, the mandarin duck formation became a meat grinder, almost frantically strangling one life after another.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The shrill screams tore through the sky and echoed throughout Ningping County.

Even from a great distance, I could still feel the pain and despair contained in the screams.

The Luo Mansion was packed with people, all of whom had migrated from the city gates. Fortunately, the Luo family's grounds were large enough, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many people. Over a hundred guards were stationed around the compound, their swords gripped, their eyes warily observing the surroundings.

Just a few people are missing.

Song Yan is not here.

The whereabouts of the three Song brothers are unknown.

Even Luo Tianyi was nowhere to be seen.

Only Luo Yuheng, holding his youngest daughter's hand, stood quietly at the bottom of the gate, with Yu Shuang beside him.

When the Luo family first knocked on the door, they were reluctant to believe it. After all, Ningping County was protected by a wall, and the pirates couldn't get in. But now, after hearing the shrill screams, they all believed it. Every body trembled, and their eyes were filled with unbearable fear. Those were pirates. Many people had seen villages plundered by the pirates. Even the legendary underworld was no better than this.

Some timid women held on to their children desperately and even cried out in fear.

"Where's the county magistrate? Where has he gone? Why didn't he take his men to stop those pirates? Are their swords only useful when collecting taxes?"

"County magistrate? Yang Siye, bah."

"I heard that this time it was that old bastard Yang Siye who deliberately colluded with the Japanese pirates and let them into the city. Otherwise, how could the five or six meter high city wall be easily breached by the Japanese pirates? And the Japanese pirates don't have any siege equipment."

"He, he's the county magistrate, why would he do this?"

"I heard that Yang Siye accepted bribes from the Japanese pirates. He was entitled to 70% of the looted property. And since Ningping County was attacked by the Japanese pirates, he had a reason to apply to the court for money, making a profit from both."

Such voices were heard from the crowd, and the originally suppressed crowd suddenly became agitated.

The fear that had been accumulating in my heart turned into anger like a raging fire.

"The county magistrate doesn't care about us anymore, so what should we do?"

"Fortunately, we still have the Princess. Her Royal Highness has already arranged for the guards to fight off the Japanese pirates. She didn't abandon us..."

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and all pairs of eyes looked towards the door. Her figure, which was not particularly tall, looked so tall in the eyes of the people, as if she was sending some kind of signal: if the Japanese pirates wanted to kill you, they had to step over her first.

People are most easily provoked when they are extremely frightened.

It's like some kind of belief...

"Princess!"

I don't know who started it.

"The eldest princess."

"Princess!"

"Princess!"

The sound became louder and louder, echoing over the Luo Mansion like a tsunami.

The shouting seemed to give people courage again. Some men stood up, holding kitchen knives or axes in their hands. These might be the most valuable things in their homes, and they did not forget to take them with them when they escaped.

But now, it has become a tool of war.

The eldest princess, what a status! Although she was a woman, she resolutely stood before everyone during the pirate attack. How could men like them hide behind a woman? Almost all the men stood up, clutching their weapons, and formed a circle around the Luo Mansion.

Behind them are their wives.

Their children. Some even looked towards the place where the screams came from, and even felt the urge to try something.

Seeing this change, Luo Yuheng's mouth curled up slightly.

Is this what Yan'er meant by the people's will?
Yan'er once asked her what she still lacked, and she replied that it was money and food.

Yan'er nodded, then shook her head.

He told himself that money and food were important, but what was more important was… the people’s hearts.

Luo Yuheng believed that after what happened tonight, her reputation in Ningping County would reach an unprecedented level, although this was all thanks to her son-in-law.

As expected, for women, it is very important to have a good son-in-law.

……

County government.

Yang Siye also stood up, picked up a token and threw it to a servant.

It's time to mobilize those officers and jailers. Many people may die, but if no one dies, how can he demonstrate his bravery in leading his few subordinates to fight against thousands of Japanese pirates at the risk of their lives?

This should be considered a military achievement. I wonder if he, as a county magistrate, will be granted a title.

Thinking of this, Yang Siye couldn't help but feel very happy.

The fighting continues.

The screams never subsided.

The jailers in the dungeon finally received the transfer order. Without caring about the prisoners inside, they rushed out, swords tightly grasped. It wasn't until those people disappeared into the night that figures appeared one after another from behind a nearby corner. Who else could it be but Yang Miaoqing and his group?
Yang Siyao and an old servant flanked Yang Miaoqing, and behind them were maids and guards.

Looking at the door that was not even closed, Yang Miaoqing's face flushed with excitement.

Zhen'er.

Her Zhen'er will be rescued soon.

I don’t know if it was out of longing or excitement, but her originally dignified and elegant face was twitching constantly.

She was getting impatient.

The dungeon was gloomy and damp, and the air was filled with the stench of corpses and the foul smell of feces and urine. When Yang Miaoqing thought that her son had lived in such an environment for nearly a month, her eyes turned red and tears flowed like rain.

When has he ever suffered such hardship since he was a child?

My son is so pitiful.

Wasn't it just killing Song Yun? Wasn't it just killing a few untouchables before? Is that so serious?
There was only one path through the dungeon, and on both sides were cells sealed with metal bars. Many of the cells were filled with prisoners. After being held in such an environment for a long time, many of them had become mentally ill. At the slightest noise, they howled like mad dogs, and even the chains on their bodies rattled. Yang Miaoqing's face turned pale, and he quickened his pace again until he reached the deepest part of the dungeon, where he finally found Song Zhen in a cage.

When Yang Miaoqing saw Song Zhen's current appearance, she could no longer control herself and burst into tears:

"My son."

"How did you become like this?"

In the cage, Song Zhen was still alive, but he looked disheveled, and the injuries on his arms and legs were twisted beyond recognition because he had not received proper treatment and rest.

The face that was originally handsome in Yang Miaoqing's eyes is now dark and it is unknown how much dirt it is stained with.

In fact, given Song Zhen's situation, he would have died long ago after being in the dungeon for a month if Yang Siye had not given special instructions to the jailer to take good care of him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Zhen's originally cloudy eyes suddenly brightened up, and a gleam of light burst out in his eyes.

"mother."

A security guard broke the door lock and Yang Miaoqing rushed in. The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

That scene was really touching.

Yang Siyao pursed her lips and said, "Aunt, let's leave here as soon as possible."

Only then did Yang Miaoqing realize that those Japanese pirates had gone to who knows where. They were a group of beasts that ate people without leaving any bones. Although the two sides had a cooperative relationship, if they really met them, they would definitely not show mercy.

It’s better to leave Ningping early.

As for how many people will die in Ningping County tonight, that is not something Yang Miaoqing would consider. For her, as long as Zhen'er can be rescued, it would be worth it even if Ningping County becomes a river of blood.

There were no shackles on Song Zhen. Two guards hurriedly supported Song Zhen and the group walked out of the cell.

Looking at the dungeon door from afar, Song Zhen's eyes were full of greed, and his breathing became rapid.

He is finally going out.

at this time:

"Mother, Fifth Brother, where are you two going?"

The lazy voice sounded very familiar to my ears.

(End of this chapter)