The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

The closest I was to death was the day before yesterday.

On the day of conscription, I snatched the soldier's knife, but before I could hold it in my hand for a while, the soldier snatched the knife back with three punches and two kicks, and almost beat me to death.

If it weren't for that unknown man who stood up for him, Hu San probably would have lost his life the day before yesterday.

But until this moment, Hu San still didn't know the stranger's name, nor did he know where he lived. Everyone was fleeing that day, and the man only said, "Goodbye, take care!" and disappeared into the crowd.

Although Hu San didn't know his name, he remembered every word and action of this benefactor.

As he recalled, his benefactor said a lot of flowery words to the soldier. Hu Sanshang did not understand some of them, but he remembered one scene particularly clearly.

The benefactor tightly grasped the soldier's hand wielding the knife and shouted at him, "I'm rebelling!"

This picture and these three words do not need any explanation or excessive speculation. Hu San understood them clearly and was shocked.

He was amazed at the courage of his benefactor and felt that he was not like himself, who just snatched the knife because of a sudden rage but didn't know what to do with it.

The benefactor also grabbed the knife, and what he said was:

"And if rebelling allows you to go home and plant a field of rice seedlings, then rebel!"

"If anyone wants to force you again, just slash at him with a knife!!"

That day, his benefactor shouted to him so loudly, but he did not say anything that day. At that time, he just felt that a disaster was about to happen. Fortunately, somehow everyone escaped and he followed them. Only then did he feel grateful for having survived the disaster.

Only now——

Hu San's face was covered with fury, and his rolled-up trouser legs were soaked with mud and water. He waded through the mud and water, taking one deep step and one shallow step, and ran towards the soldier lying in the paddy field. The anger in his chest was about to burst out.

He clearly understood that this time, he had to do as his benefactor had said that day and tell this son of a bitch:

I! Hu San! I will never let you bully me like this!

He knew that he could not let the soldier get up. If he did, he would be trampled under his feet like an animal just like that day. So when he approached the soldier, Hu San pounced on him.

With a "pop", he pushed down the soldier who was about to stand up.

Then, one curse after another rang out:

"You son of a bitch! What are you doing?!"

"What are you doing?! Huh? You even chased me into my field!"

Hu San raised his uninjured left hand and punched the soldier on the back again and again. The soldier struggled in the water, trying to get up, but Hu San just hit him randomly. The soldier's mouth was full of mud and water, and he made unclear sounds.

Hu San was furious, beating and cursing:

"I started working in the fields with my father when I was seven years old! I have been farming all my life, but I have never enjoyed a single day of happiness!"

"Daqian was lost by those wealthy gentlemen. Did I lose it? They enjoyed everything. I never had anything to eat or wear in my life. And yet they still lost Daqian. Now look what happens! They are attacked and they want me to go fight!"

"Why? Why?"

"It's easy to say that we are going to war for the sake of Daqian, but if we lose, I will die! If we win, what does it have to do with me! I still have to go to the fields!"

"No one is stupid. No one is going to fight! Everyone ran away that day! Now you are chasing me. Do you still have any conscience?"

"If I don't fight for you, you're going to destroy my land."

"I think the emperor deserved it for losing Daqian! He deserved it!" he cursed angrily.

Hu San's injury had not yet healed, and he was already exhausted after planting rice seedlings for the whole morning. He was already out of breath after all the random work. Suddenly, his body tilted as his ankle was grabbed. He leaned back and fell into the paddy field.

"vomit......"

Jin Fengluan struggled to get up from the water and knelt down in the paddy field, spitting out large streams of mud and water from her mouth. Her messy hair fell out of her helmet and covered half of her face, which was stained with mud. She looked extremely embarrassed.

She had never imagined that as the king of a country, she would be pinned down and beaten in dirty mud by a farm slave.

And now, this farmer who had come here out of nowhere actually did so.

He threw the kettle for no apparent reason, knocking himself off his horse, and then rushed over and punched him indiscriminately.

Even at the beginning, he almost drowned himself in the mud!

I am the emperor! Who are you? !

You are just a farm slave! The lowest of men!

How dare you attack me? And you showed no mercy at all, you really want to kill me!

Anger and shame almost made Jin Fengluan faint, but she understood her current situation. If she lay down, she would drown in the ankle-deep paddy field.

Throughout the dynasties, there has never been an emperor who was beaten to death in a paddy field by farm slaves.

With a "Pooh" sound, Jin Fengluan spat out another mouthful of mud and water, while Hu San had already staggered to his feet.

Jin Fengluan noticed Hu San's actions from the corner of her eye. She quickly raised one hand and screamed:

"stop!!"

"Don't come over!!!"

This sharp roar really shocked Hu San. He stopped and looked at the soldier kneeling in front of him in astonishment.

It's not fear. In fact, Hu San has all kinds of emotions in his heart at this moment, but there is not the slightest fear.

After all, when he decided to defend his land, he had already forgotten all the consequences.

What made him stop was the voice itself. This was not a man's voice, and especially not a soldier's voice. After all, their voices were all rough. But the voice he heard now was extremely sharp, and was exactly the same as the scream made by the shrew in Gu Laosan's house at the east end of the village when she was throwing a tantrum.

Seeing Hu San standing there motionless, Jin Fengluan panted a few times. She raised her face, and mud and water kept dripping from her brows. She glared at Hu San fiercely and scolded him breathlessly:

"Tan Shenu! Bastard!"

"Do you know... who I am?!"

"How dare you attack me? Do you want to die?"

I? When Hu San heard this key word, his expression changed.

"W…what?" he asked.

"I am the Emperor of Daqian! I am the ruler of a country!"

"But you pinned me down and beat me! You bastard!" Waves of pain came from his back. Although the light armor weakened the power of his punches, the humiliation was more unbearable than the pain.

She slapped the water, still kneeling and screaming at Hu San.

Hu San moved again. He took a step forward, splashing water in the field with his bare feet, and asked:

"Are you the emperor?"