Mu\Can\Wenxue: "The Hun bastards are here again to kill my people of the Ma family."
"Those ungrateful dogs eat our food, wear our silk clothes, and today they will use our knives to chop us."
"Without General Tian, these bitches have forgotten who gave them a way to survive in the first place."
"Anyone who offends our power will be punished today, even if they are far away.
These brats are here to bully me.
Young and old gentlemen, what should we do?"
Suddenly, for some reason, countless people were running and shouting on Chang'an Avenue.
There were peasant women, children, and even opera players who usually played, sang, and performed on the streets.
After some panic and turmoil, they suddenly saw a battle flag that was so red that it seemed to be burning on the tower of Chang'an.
At this moment, they all tore off their disguises and ran around loudly to declare.
A farmer whose house was burned down by the Xiongnu cavalry was watching with despair as his house was engulfed in flames.
The scenes in his mind were filled with the ferocity of the devils who came and went like the wind, wielding torches and scimitars and wreaking havoc.
Suddenly hearing this cry, the man in the house turned around suddenly, with great fear in his eyes.
The scimitar was level with the horse's neck, and he was about to cut off the head of the shouting actor.
The man's mother-in-law had already covered the child's eyes.
At that moment, the man was so frightened that he wanted to step forward to stop the Xiongnu from riding quickly, but he had not yet fully mustered up the courage.
He was startled to see that the actor seemed to have accidentally thrown the harp in his hand in anger, hitting the horse's front legs.
Then the actor went crazy and pounced on the Hun soldier who was trying to control the frightened horse.
He took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it hard into the chest of the Hun horse.
"You bastards, you guys, you will die and bleed."
The actor stood up, stepped on the dead Huns soldier, and glared at the peasant man who had not moved just now: "It's you guys who are so submissive that you let them get so arrogant.
There are tens of thousands of people in Chang'an, but just a few of them can drown them all with just a mouthful of saliva."
The farmer's eyes immediately turned red, and he was so embarrassed that he trembled all over.
He suddenly pushed away the mother-in-law who had just grabbed him, and strode after the actor.
"Where are you going, you who have been stabbed a thousand times?"
"I'm going to ask you for a favor today.
We can't let these bastards burn down the city of Chang'an.
We can't let the Ma family's General Tian be disgraced."
"You, you, you piece of shit."
The woman burst into tears immediately, but when she ran to the man, she handed over a kitchen knife: "To kill these bastards, you have to have someone who can take advantage of it. .
You are good at chopping vegetables at home, but you don’t need to practice cutting people.”
The man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the pride that finally showed in his mother-in-law's eyes, and hugged his mother-in-law fiercely: "When I come back, I will chop vegetables and cook for you."
Similar plots, but different characters, suddenly unfolded in Chang'an City.
With those people running and shouting, the fierce anger in the bones of the Han people was also aroused.
Another house opened the door, and a hunchbacked old man in his late fifties, whose clothes were still patched, rushed out carrying a walking stick.
A boy of thirteen or fourteen with a blushing face and a wooden sword was walking out of a nearby house.
However, he was stopped and a fat middle-aged man walked out, holding a sharp short knife in one hand and another in the other.
He patted the young man's head kindly with one hand, turned around and shouted towards the back room.
"Take care of this little kid, General Tian said, these little kids are our future."
More houses were opened, and there were butchers, vendors, and even some waiters who had not yet thrown away the rags on their shoulders, and some weak scholar-officials carrying swords that were more decorative than actual.
"We have been deeply favored by General Tian.
Today, Chang'an is in trouble.
How can we still study here with peace of mind while watching the country collapse and our compatriots being slaughtered?"
The students in the Taixue couldn't help it.
These people are all in the Ma family's political field. reserve army, but they are also passionate elites who protect the country.
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One person shouted, and hundreds of people responded.
At that moment, these people also came out in droves.
What he holds in his hand is no longer a collection of classics and history, but a real sword and spear sealed in the martial arts hall.
Halfway there, they saw a few rogues rushing out of the brothel.
These scoundrels all have short blades or sticks in their hands, but this time they are not going to bully the good, but to face the enemies of the country.
"Whoever can bring back a Hun dog head today, I will let my girl stay with him for free for a night.
If I bring back three dog heads, the girl can choose as she pleases."
The old bustard shouted at the door.
The kiln sisters upstairs also dared to face these at this time.
The man who stood up winked fiercely.
In a mansion not far from the brothel, a fat-headed patriarch was toasting his servants with bowls of distilled spirits.
At this moment, the faint voice coming from outside the palace wall made the patriarch raise his head: "After drinking this bowl of wine, follow me to kill those Hun dogs.
If you come back alive, you can drink as much as you want.
Those who come back alive, you guys I will support my family until I die, so this promise counts.”
"Dad, don't you always scold the Ma family for not letting us hoard food and buy fertile land?
Today the Huns destroyed the Ma family, didn't they just relieve our hatred?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch slapped his brainless son hard on the face, causing his son to roll on the ground: "You bastard, the Ma family is preventing us from getting rich.
But Chang'an Without the Ma family, everything in our house will be robbed by Hun dogs, and you and I will become slaves."
After saying that, the patriarch slammed the bowl on the ground and no longer looked at his stupid son on the ground: "Follow me."
Dozens of strong men of the household also drank the whole drink in one gulp, slammed the bowl down, and rushed out carrying the weapons of the guards.
When they got to the street, they saw the street was full of people.
You have everything you need in your hand.
Wooden stools, kitchen knives, and even bricks, everyone strode towards the imperial city with high spirits.
The air in Chang'an City seemed to be suddenly exploded by those things.
The originally neat avenues were covered with countless black spots, forming an unstoppable torrent.
Some Xiongnu Xunqi who were alone and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune suddenly saw this situation and did not even dare to show up again.
There were a few unlucky guys whose war horses were knocked unconscious by bricks.
They fell to the ground and were instantly overwhelmed by the surging crowd.
When Jia Xu, who was standing on the bell tower city, saw this situation, his old and heavy face bloomed like a chrysanthemum: "Sure enough, as expected, none of the people of the Ma family are weak and waiting to be killed.
Lord God The name of general is no longer just a title, but also a kind of belief and courage."
After saying this, the old fox suddenly turned around: "Send the order to all the shadows in the city to act as planned and attack in a high-profile manner to guide the people to fight against the Huns.
Then order the arsenal craftsmen hiding in Chang'an residences to cooperate with the shadow people and kill the enemy on camera."
Jia Xu's old and rickety body suddenly straightened up, and he immediately shot out an unstoppable sharp edge: "Remember, tell all of them that after today, the Ma family will make sure that there is no record of the Xiongnu race in the history books."
"Old fox, everyone in the world calls me a poisonous person.
Today I discovered that you are hiding behind the scenes, and in a few seconds you are going to exterminate the Huns who have troubled the Han Dynasty for more than four hundred years.
With this method, you are the real poisonous person Ah."
At some point, Li Ru was already standing behind Jia Xu.
Although he said this, his eyes were burning with blazing ambition and hope when he looked at the surging crowd on the street.
"Hehehe cough cough."
Jia Xu laughed and suddenly started coughing again.
The performance just now seems to be just a dream: "I've suffered so much for you.
After this incident, you see" Li Ru's expression suddenly became strange and uncomfortable.
He stared at Jia Xu's peaceful and innocent face, but there was no trace of guilt on his face.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I understand.
I will bear this glorious and great crime for you."
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At this time, Lu Bu, who had been cursing Jia Xu in the imperial city, finally stopped cursing Jia Xu.
Looking in astonishment at the endless Chang'an people pouring in before him, he suddenly understood what the old fox was doing.
Looking back at the Hun cavalry who were stunned with fear, Lu Bu, the God of Killing, showed a cruel smile: "Hongnu thieves, I, Lu Bu, will finally see you exterminated by the Yi tribe in my lifetime."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless people howled in response, and the patriots who defended the country rushed in continuously from Beiye Gate, like a huge wave, quickly filling the entire palace.
The Hun cavalry who resisted were immediately crushed to pieces by the torrent and turned into powder.
On this day, Chang'an was filled with blood and fire.
On this day, all the elite Xiongnu were executed.
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