Chapter 30 Porridge

The Qingping County Magistrate cupped his fist and begged for mercy.

His fat face was covered with snot from crying.

He was the lord of a county and had spent a huge amount of money to buy this official position.

He enjoyed a good life here for more than ten years, collecting land rent from the county town and nearby towns every year, as well as tributes from merchants.

Even though he squandered money all day long, he still accumulated wealth dozens of times more than what he used to buy the official position.

He had married dozens of women, but those who were too old or who were tired of his sex were all sent away by him.

Now, there are only about ten left, all of them young and beautiful.

He had lived a life of luxury for half his life, and was domineering every day. When he went out, he was always carried in a sedan chair by eight people, and he would not even get scratched.

Now that the rebel army had broken into the county government office and he was facing a life-threatening crisis, he was so terrified that he ignored the constables and soldiers present and begged for mercy from Zhao Hu.

He wanted to give up everything and beg the other party to let him go.

Zhao Hu laughed:

"Hahaha, why do I need you to send me off? Now that you are trapped in a jar, your life and death are in my hands. I will kill you all and everything here will be mine.

You fat pig, you still have such delusions. "

After he finished speaking, the soldiers behind him also laughed.

Seeing the county magistrate in such a dirty state really made them happy.

The county magistrate still begged for mercy.

"Zheng~!" sound.

A flash of knife flashed behind him.

A huge head fell off.

Blood spurted into the sky.

Gu Quchang, who was standing behind him, holding a bloody knife, looked at the headless corpse with hatred.

shouted angrily:
"Anyone who surrenders to the enemy and begs for mercy will die!!".

He was guarding this place and had long hated the corrupt officials in the court for squeezing the people's money. Now the other party was shameless and begged for mercy from the bandits regardless of his status. He was so angry that he killed the other party with a single knife.

In the past, he was concerned about court rules and could not take action against this person.

Now that he was doomed, why should he care about anything else?
If it weren't for these corrupt officials in the court, the Daqian Dynasty would not have reached the point of chaos and turmoil today.

He killed the county magistrate with one sword, which was considered as ridding the people of harm with his own hands. He was very happy and shouted to the soldiers and constables behind him:

"Brothers, Zhao Hu is cruel and will never let us go.

We have no way to survive, so we might as well take a chance. If we can kill a bandit, it will be considered a contribution to Daqian!"

As he spoke, the first person, holding a bloody knife, slashed at Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu sneered and also picked up his sword to fight with the opponent.

The other party was right. These people would not escape death whether they begged for mercy or not.

They won't let these people go.

The personal soldiers behind him were also holding swords and guns, fighting with the hundreds of officers and soldiers and constables who looked ready to die.

The shouts and yells shook the sky.

Lu Yuan walked towards a small house.

He saw that the smoke from the chimney of the small house had not yet completely extinguished.

There must be food in that room!

The road is getting longer and faster, and you will step over the threshold in one step.

A pause in his steps.

In front of him, a sergeant of the Tianxing Army, who was also Zhao Hu's personal soldier, was lying on a young woman with disheveled clothes.

Next to the young woman were two little kids, no more than five and seven years old, and a man who was neither thin nor fat and holding a knife.

The man had a scar on his chest from a large knife cut. He must have been killed by that one blow. His eyes were wide open, and he had an extremely angry expression on his face until his death.

The two little kids had their necks cut by sharp weapons and fell to the ground with their blood already dried.

The woman's face was ashen at this moment. She looked at the two little kids and the man's body on the ground with no life in her eyes, as if she were dead.

The sergeant of the Tianxing Army was interrupted by the noise behind him. He turned around and saw Lu Yuan wearing a tattered leather armor. He immediately shouted angrily with an unhappy look on his face:
"Get out! You're disturbing my fun. Be careful or I'll punish you."

Having said that, he was about to continue his action. A mere refugee new soldier had no right to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Everything here belongs to these personal soldiers.

Every time they capture a city, this is the moment they enjoy the most.

Otherwise, why would they be so reckless as to attack these county towns together with the brigade commander?
It is for such a victory!

Lu Yuan ignored the other party's scolding, remained expressionless, and did not retreat.

Instead, he walked straight towards the inner room and the table full of porridge.

There were four bowls of porridge on the table. There was no meat in the porridge, only a few salted cabbages floating on top.

About half of the food in the bowl was eaten.

It was obvious that the owner of this house was killed by his personal soldiers while he was having a meal.

The man tried to resist, but was hacked to death by his personal soldiers.

The two little kids were also killed, and the bodyguards who broke in took possession of the hostess.

Lu Yuan had consumed a lot of physical strength carrying huge logs during the siege and fighting with the village chief just now.

I am extremely hungry.

If he didn't eat something now, he would probably faint from hunger when his "infinite strength" superpower gave him more strength at noon.

Therefore, all he had eyes for now was the porridge that was still steaming, and he simply ignored the other party's scolding.

Just as he picked up the bowl and was about to drink the porridge.

When the personal soldier saw that Lu Yuan was so presumptuous, instead of retreating, he even came in to eat the porridge here!
As a personal soldier of the brigade commander, he had meat almost every day. After conquering Qingping County this time, he would definitely not be short of food.

Naturally, he looked down upon the thin porridge with little rice in it.

But just because he dislikes it doesn't mean he will feed it to a newly arrived refugee!

They don't deserve it!

Everything here belongs to him. Even if he wants to throw it away, he won't give it to these peasants.

He half-pulled up his trousers, holding a long knife in his hand, and walked towards Lu Yuan with a menacing look, raising the knife as if to chop.

Of course he wouldn't really kill the other person.

Even if they are new soldiers, as long as they are under the brigade commander's command, it is not his turn to kill them.

Even if the other party committed a crime, it could only be reported to the higher authorities and the brigade commander would kill them.

He raised the knife to scare the other person.

Let the other party know what's right for him and back off.

No matter how much he disliked the porridge, it was still his now. If the other party ate his food in front of him, it would be an insult to him.

How could he bear it?
He raised the knife to scare the other person.

Pretending to chop.

However, he had not put down the knife in his hand yet.

A cold light swept across.

His eyes widened.

He covered his throat with a look of disbelief.

His throat had been pierced by the spear, leaving a wound the size of a bowl.

The long knife fell to the ground, and he covered his throat with both hands, staring at Lu Yuan, screaming as if his trachea was cut open:
"You! How dare you."

How could he have imagined that the other party actually dared to kill him!
If the brigade commander finds out, he will be skinned alive!
But this person dared!
He could not have imagined that the other party was so strong.

The spear swept past him at such a fast speed that he didn't even have the chance to react and retreat.

Before this, he just thought that the other party was just stronger.

In actual combat, I, who have been through many battles, may not lose to him.

I didn't expect that I underestimated this person so much.

He was killed instantly with one strike.

His brain was working at high speed before he died, but he soon lost consciousness and fell to the ground without a sound.

(End of this chapter)