C154 A Long Howl

At that moment, Advisor Ruan's voice came from not far behind him. "Master Zhang, Lord Yann would like to ask you if it's time for General Peng and the others to take over all of this?"

Zhang Jingxuan looked down at the endless crowd below the city. One by one... The twisted faces that had gone out of control couldn't help but give rise to a feeling of helplessness in his heart. This was similar to the feeling of being unable to move and being at the mercy of others when he had been poisoned a few days ago. It made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but he just couldn't do anything about it.

With extreme disappointment and helplessness, Zhang Jingxuan turned around. He knew that all of this could not be delayed. There were some facts that he had to face. The residents of the city were innocent as well. He couldn't sacrifice the other party just because of the benefits of one party.

Just as he was about to speak, everything that was about to happen made him swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

The most eye-catching thing that entered his eyes was a cluster of cold and shiny blades. Clusters of arrowheads that shone with a dazzling cold light were like little ghosts that were seeking their lives. It was as if they could not wait to kiss the defenseless crowd below.

Although the bow-wielding masters did not have a bloodthirsty desire, with the density of the crowd below the city, shooting a few arrows could very well take a lot more lives than the number of arrows.

Moreover, if these people were not soldiers to begin with were to panic, the people outside would rush in, and the people inside would want to escape. After deducting, the number of casualties caused by the stampede was definitely not a small number.

In Zhang Jingxuan's mind, he seemed to have heard the wails of many people when they were on the verge of death. His heart was in turmoil, and he found it hard to calm down.

Standing behind Advisor Ruan was Prefecture Lord Yann. He looked at Prefecture Lord Yann with a smile that was not a smile. At this moment, silence was better than words.

It was as if he was saying, "Kid, can't you do it? Are you finally dumbfounded? Don't think that you can do anything. You want to shoulder all kinds of responsibilities. You're still too young! " Although he had concealed his schadenfreude very well, it still flowed out unconsciously.

When the words were about to come out of his mouth, Zhang Jingxuan saw the scene. After all, how could our Brother Zhang Zhang tolerate this!?

He was about to agree with Governor Yan Shi's Touring Prefecture to let the soldiers take over the city walls, but his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

In the end, everyone heard him say only a few short words, but they were very loud and clear.

"I'll take care of it!"

Many a time, a single decision would determine a person's life.

Even more so, a single decision would change the fate of many people.

However, no one knew the moment it happened.

After saying that, Zhang Jingxuan turned around and ignored the people behind him. He came to the side of the city wall and raised his head to let out a long roar.

That roar was loud and clear, like a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, filled with lofty sentiments. It actually overshadowed all the noise in the city, and at the same time, suppressed the bewitching drum beats.

Everyone outside the city was shaken. Many people who were originally hot-headed immediately became much more clear-headed.

What happened to themselves? What was he doing?

As long as he knew how to think, it meant that this person could still be saved!

After a short pause, Zhang Jingxuan easily jumped down from the tower that was nearly 30 meters tall.

At this moment, everyone below looked up at Zhang Jingxuan who was roaring towards the sky. Then, they saw him descend from the sky like a flying general. They couldn't help but be shocked.

Why did this little brother suddenly find a short notice? Is it possible that our food is gone? It really makes me sad!

One should know that no matter how good your body movement skill is, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be hurt if you jump from a height of 30 meters.

In another place, there was an existence that was even sadder than the people below the city. That person was precisely the Yan Shi Ting on top of the city.

At this time, the prefectural magistrate really wished he could give his bosses a slap in the face.

Why should he gloat over others' misfortune? He did not think that this brat's face would be so thin. This was because if he could not solve the problem, he would turn around and jump off the building resolutely?

If something were to happen to him, his son would be dead. How could he live!?

Even if he didn't die from the fall, how could he face thousands of disciples of the Litre Bucket Sect by himself? How could he be lucky to have a mortal body?

Fortunately, Prefecture Lord Yann was after all a man who had experienced a lot of storms. For the sake of his son, he was able to exert a lot of his strength.

He made a prompt decision. While ordering Peng Junhua to be ready to rescue him at any time, he sent someone to shout, "The prefectural magistrate has ordered that all the disaster relief efforts of the starving people will be done by the people who just jumped off the city wall. If he dies, all the food for the disaster relief will be gone! If he wants to have food to eat, then... We must ensure that this person is safe and sound! "

The subordinates of the prefectural magistrate should have rarely seen Lord Yann fall in love with someone he had nothing to do with.

Prefecture Lord Yann was in a hurry and could not think of any suitable reason. Hence, he could only speak in such a vague manner. In any case, the most important thing was to let Zhang Jingxuan live well. He did not cherish his own life, but the flesh and blood of my Yan family are very precious.

Peng Junhua personally led the people in the city and shouted a few more times to make sure that everyone in the city could hear it. Only then did he give up.

This time, most of the people in the city were afraid that Zhang Jingxuan would fall to his death. If he jumped from such a high place, even if he didn't die, he would at least be half dead. The old officials didn't want to make such a joke. If he really didn't want to open a warehouse for disaster relief, then just say it clearly. Do you need to send someone out to cripple himself?

Zhang Jingxuan heard these words and thought to himself, Fine, as long as you don't cause trouble for me, it's fine. This old man, Prefecture Lord Yann, is not an idiot. He knows what to use to threaten people.

With his shout, at least half of the people in the city wouldn't become his enemies anymore. They could even be considered his helpers.

However, although there were a lot of people, there was no organization or combat strength. As a matter of fact, they couldn't be counted on. In order to solve the problem, they could only rely on themselves.

Zhang Jingxuan jumped down from the ten zhang tall tower. In fact, he had already looked carefully, and had made full use of the terrain's advantages.

Because the direction he jumped down was facing the rope that pulled up the suspension bridge. The rope that was as thick as a small arm was in the air. Zhang Jingxuan landed halfway and reached out his hand to lightly touch the rope. His body spun like a windmill and his falling momentum disappeared.

In return for the credit of the rope, Zhang Jingxuan met more than a dozen disciples of the Litre Bucket Sect who came to cut the rope and put it on the suspension bridge with ease. His feet did not touch the ground, and he did not even see how he attacked. These big men who were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws fell into the moat one after another. Each and every one of them fell into the moat. They were like paper puppets, clumsy with their hands and feet tied. They did not have the slightest bit of dignity from before.