The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 13: Fate and Reincarnation, Death is Impossible (Please Read)
The flames were raging and shouts of killing came from all directions in the darkness.

The sky was red, like a falling golden crow.

More than thirty East Gate Rangers held torches high and blocked the alley entrance. The shouting and screaming coming from the dark night was creepy.

Everyone's face turned pale and they were in panic.

Normally they drink and brag about brotherhood and fighting; now that they have really encountered big things, most of them have trembling legs and sweat profusely.

The ranger who was asking for news not far away ran over panting.

"They're not robbers, they're rice thieves!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. They knew how terrifying the rice thieves were. Their followers were fearless and ruthless. How could they resist them?

"How about we run? There are too many rice thieves."

"Yes, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

Those who had previously been so loyal and sworn an oath of blood alliance began to back off.

"No, have you forgotten what you promised Big Brother?" A simple-looking, short-sleeved, strong man shouted, "Our family is still here!"

"So there's still time to run now!"

"Where are you running to?" The strong man in short clothes stopped everyone, "Come here, take down all the firewood, door panels, and chairs, set them on fire, and block the alley!"

Soon, everyone took action.

A raging fire broke out at the entrance of the alley.

The rice thieves in the distance finally came over. The leader was wearing a yellow scarf, his face was covered in blood, and a string of valuables was hanging around his neck.

The two groups stared at each other across the raging fire.

"Lazy Zhang? When did you become a traitor to the rice thieves?" the man in short clothes exclaimed.

"Hey, Old Bao, I'm going to give you a fortune, come over here quickly!"

"Beast, get out!"

Laizi looked at the blazing fire and sneered, "Well, well, if you don't accept my toast, then I'll drink the forfeit! Don't blame me for not caring about the friendship between neighbors."

He ordered his men to throw the corpses into the flames. As the corpses increased, the flames gradually went out.

Everyone was in despair. Bao Qian held the steel knife tightly, stood in front of the team, and was ready to die.

Previously, Bao Qian's mother was ill, and his elder brother Liu Chong generously donated money, which saved his mother's life.

Now that my benefactor has entrusted me with your trust, I should repay him with my life.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Not far away, arrows rained down, killing five small leaders including Lai Zi Zhang.

A figure jumped down from the wall, shooting arrows continuously in his hand. He shot twenty arrows in one breath. More than a dozen people were lying on the opposite side, and the rest of the mob fled.

Bao Qian saw this and shouted excitedly, "Third brother is back! Third brother is back!"

Liu Chong, Lin Jian, and Liang Yue. Liang Yue is the youngest. He usually prescribes medicine to treat people's illnesses or writes petitions based on their names. In addition, he is good at martial arts, so he is deeply respected by people and is privately called the third brother.

"What's your name?" Liang Yue came over and asked.

"Bao Qian."

"Okay, you take ten people to guard this place. The remaining rice thieves are just a mob. They will run away if a few of them die. You don't need to panic."

"The rest of you follow me!"

Led by Liang Yue, the crowd rushed to the street.

The target was the East Gate, where the most rebels were.

Liang Yue possessed eight years of internal strength, as well as his spiritual power and true energy. He could clearly see any place that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

In terms of melee combat ability alone, he is equivalent to a mid-level master with fifteen years of internal strength. If magic is added, he is a top-level fighter.

There is definitely no problem with bullying.

When they arrived near the east gate, the lieutenant general and deputy general defending the city died one after another, and the 100 people defending the city were divided into various blocks and gradually eaten away.

"Comrades, the heroes of the East Gate, come to support us!!"

Liang Yue rushed in to rescue them. Although it seemed reckless, he was actually extremely alert inside.

Once a dangerous situation occurs, you must use the method of escaping the predicament and locking the mooring immediately to rescue it.

He was always cautious in doing things, and would not take risks easily even if there was half a chance of danger. Of course, if there was an opportunity, he would not let it go.

Even if this decision would offend the Taiping Heavenly Master Dao. (Note: The name of the previous chapter was changed to this name at the same time)
This was also part of his plan. Instead of actively looking for them, it would be better to follow the clues and let them come to him.

This is not the era of knowledge explosion. If some rare books are lost, they are really gone. In the future, you will have a lot of energy but nowhere to use it.

An ancient sect like the Taiping Tianshi Dao must know a lot of ancient secrets.

Soon, Liang Yue successfully rescued everyone.

"Thank you, brave man!" All the captains stepped forward to express their gratitude. Because of his powerful cultivation, they centered themselves around him and listened quietly to his next instructions.

"Guard the city gates and ignore everything else."

Then another team of thirty people was sent out to patrol the surrounding areas.

The main battlefield is outside.

"Wind!" "Wind!"

Liu Chong led three hundred spearmen to fight against a thousand-man refugee force. The spears were like a forest, and everyone just charged forward with spears in hand.

Spearmen do not even need to practice martial arts; they can become combat-ready just by practicing holding and stabbing the spear.

The five-meter-long forest of gunfire was despairing.

"Flank, attack the flank!" the rice bandit leader roared.

The five-meter-long spear is difficult to turn, and its weakness is the flank. Unfortunately, if they could think of it, others could think of it too.

Liu Chong and others had already brought swordsmen to protect the two wings. The spearmen changed their formation under the time difference created by the swordsmen and stabbed them to death again.

The entire spear formation was like a bulldozer.

"My dear brother, what you said is indeed right." Liu Chong said excitedly.

Many people think that spears can defeat cavalry, but even fewer people have combined them with tactics. This is not an invention that can be made on the spur of the moment, but rather the experience gained on the battlefield at the cost of countless lives.

The Ming Dynasty's spear tactics were extremely offensive and mobile.

More than a thousand refugees were killed, and the rebellion that the Taiping Heavenly Master Sect had painstakingly planned became a stepping stone for Liu Chong to join the army.

Streets in the city.

A carriage was moving slowly.

Lu Qianzhi looked slightly tipsy and rested with his eyes closed.

Opposite him is his son Lu Mingzhi.

He had just returned from drinking, with the purpose of making his son familiar to others so that he could get a better position in the future.

After years of operation, Taihu Academy's numerous student connections finally came into play.

Suddenly, there was a noise ahead.

The servants in the carriage shouted at him, but to no avail.

"What's going on?" Lu Qianzhi opened his eyes impatiently.

"Sir, there are people blocking the road ahead, saying they are some religious followers."

"Father, I'm going to go out and take a look."

Lu Ming got off the carriage and shouted:

"Quickly get out of the way. This is the carriage of Lu Biejia. Do you want to die?"

"Uh...ah!!"

All I heard was screams coming from outside.

"Not good!" Lu Qianzhi suddenly woke up and hurriedly lifted the car curtain.

I saw four bodyguards lying in a pool of blood. His son Lu Mingzhi had half of his head chopped off by a knife. He lay on the ground twitching and became motionless in a moment.

The thugs surrounded them with grim smiles.

"Son!"

In an instant, Lu Qianzhi's world seemed to fall into darkness. Without caring about his life which was in danger, he jumped off the carriage in a panic, hugged his son's body, and tried in vain to put half of his head back.

In an instant, all his energy and spirit were drained away, and he seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

At this moment, there were no noble men or officials from the prefectures and counties, only a helpless old man who had lost his only son.

"Son, Mingzhi...Si'er..."

"Haha, old man, I'll send you to see your son right away! Uh..."

Whoosh!
An arrow flew and pierced the leader's head.

"Killing people in the street is seeking death!" A familiar shout was heard, and the thug was easily hacked to death.

Blood was all over Lu Qianzhi.

Footsteps approached slowly.

"Is my husband okay?"

Lu Qianzhi knew that he had been rescued and was now safe.

He raised his head with all his strength, and thanked, "Thank you for saving my life... Liang Yue?"

The person who came was Liang Yue.

Lu Qianzhi was stunned for a while, stammering.

Liang Heng and Liang Yue, father and son, saved lives twice.

The life that was saved by Liang Yue's father was like an arrow that shot and hit his only son twenty years later.

I am unfaithful and ungrateful. What you owe will always be repaid in another way.

Isn't this a kind of fate and reincarnation? I felt that fate was playing tricks on me.

Lu Qianzhi covered his face with his long sleeves, feeling extremely ashamed and crying, he said, "I am wrong, and I cannot deny my sin."

(End of this chapter)