The county magistrate was originally hiding in the Yamen without showing his face, for fear of getting into trouble, but when he heard that the man standing above him shouting was the traitor Chu Shaoyang, he immediately became energetic, thinking that this was a great opportunity to make meritorious deeds. !
If Chu Shaoyang is caught and sent to Beijing, it will be a miracle.
Promotion and fortune are just around the corner!
When he thought of promotion and fortune, his blood surged and his fighting spirit was high. He gathered all the officials in the yamen and loudly ordered them:
"Hurry and capture the traitor Chu Shaoyang! No matter life or death! Anyone who comes to see Chu Shaoyang with his head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver! No, ten thousand taels, a reward of ten thousand taels of silver!"
It is said that under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man. When the officials heard that the reward was ten thousand taels of silver, their eyes lit up and their courage doubled.
"Everyone come together!"
"He only has one person, but we have dozens of people. Dozens of them will beat him, and we will take him down no matter what!"
"Everyone, let's shoot the thief down with arrows first, and then catch him with a fishing net!"
The officials shouted and stood in the yard with bows and arrows in hand, shooting arrows at Chu Shaoyang like flying rain.
"Third brother, be careful!"
Chu Shaobai had no weapons in his hands and could not block the arrows. In desperation, he took off his gown and danced in a ball, blocking half of the arrows for Chu Shaoyang.
"Huh, what a trick! You guys want to take advantage of me, Chu Shaoyang? I'm dreaming!"
Chu Shaoyang's right hand reached around his waist, and the Spirit Snake Soft Sword was already in his palm, with a cold light.
With two swish of swords, he split several flying arrows that were shot at him, then jumped up and rushed out of the air like a flying general towards the county magistrate who was giving orders.
It is said that to capture the thief first, capture the king. He is familiar with military books and naturally understands this truth. As long as he captures the county magistrate, the officials will never dare to attack him again.
"It's murder! Help!"
When the county magistrate saw Chu Shaoyang coming straight towards him with a murderous look on his face, he was so frightened that he peed his pants and his legs became weak. He ran as fast as he could out the front door and shouted for someone.
The officials hurriedly protected behind the county magistrate and spread out fishing nets to stop Chu Shaoyang.
At this time, the distance was so close that bows and arrows were no longer of use. The officials threw away the long bows in their hands, drew their weapons, and greeted Chu Shaoyang together.
Chu Shaoyang used the spirit snake soft snake to his full strength, and with one slash of his sword, he cut several fishing nets in half.
With only this resistance, the county magistrate had already crawled out of the yamen and came into the crowd. He was trying to get into the crowd and escape when he suddenly felt his neck tightening and someone had already grabbed him. The collar was lifted.
When he looked back, he was so frightened that he almost urinated.
The person who caught him was none other than Chu Shaoyang.
"Spare your life! Lord Chu, spare your life!" The county magistrate hurriedly begged for mercy.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"
Chu Shaoyang's face was full of murderous intent, and the soft sword of the Spirit Snake was like a poisonous snake, stabbing at the county magistrate when he was distracted. Chu Shaobai saw it from a distance, shouted and wanted to rush over to stop him, but he was too late.
Suddenly, a man stood out from the crowd and said coldly:
"Chu Shaoyang, stop killing innocent people!"
The county magistrate only felt the cold sword edge piercing the skin of his chest. He closed his eyes and just waited for death. Unexpectedly, the sword never struck, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
I saw Chu Shaoyang holding a sharp sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed at his chest, but he hesitated to stab him, his eyes were wide open, looking at the person standing out in the crowd.