After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

Originally, the people were still standing there hesitating.

However, after hearing the words of those people on the stage, the anger that had been pent up in people's hearts for a long time was instantly ignited.

It was like dry wood meeting fire, and it burst into flames with a "boom".

Then, someone in the crowd suddenly picked up a stone and threw it onto the stage without hesitation.

The stone drew an arc in the air and finally hit its target squarely - the official's head.

With a dull "bang", the person who was hit immediately had his head broken and bleeding. Blood flowed down his cheeks, staining his clothes and the ground red.

The pain almost made him lose his mind. With a distorted face, he roared at the audience, "Who is it! Who did this? You damned lowlifes, believe it or not, I'm going to rush down and kill you all right now!"

Far from having a deterrent effect, these words further infuriated the crowd gathered below.

More and more people began to join in this sudden conflict. They bent down to pick up small stones scattered on the ground or any objects at hand, and threw them towards the stage, cursing the officials non-stop.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhang Liang stepped forward resolutely.

He raised his hand to signal for silence, then addressed the angry crowd below: "Fellow villagers, I know you are very angry, but if you continue fighting, this man will be dead!"

"These crooked officials treated you like this, are you willing to let them die so easily? That's too easy for them!"

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, the originally emotional people gradually calmed down and stopped what they were doing.

Zhang Liang took this opportunity to begin exposing the crimes committed by those standing on the stage one by one.

Every time he mentioned a piece of evidence, it caused an uproar at the scene.

As the evidence was made public one by one, the eyes of the people below were filled with hatred and dissatisfaction. Some people even clenched their fists, with revenge flashing in their eyes.

The people standing on the stage for trial seemed increasingly uneasy.

Some of them began to look around nervously, trying to find a chance to escape.

Others were pale with sweat on their foreheads, obviously filled with fear in their hearts.

When Zhang Liang described in detail how these people oppressed the people and engaged in corruption, even the air seemed to freeze and become heavy.

After Zhang Liang exposed all the crimes one by one, the people in the audience were furious and shouted, "Kill them! These evil thieves must not be let off!"

Hearing the people's calls, Zhang Liang nodded, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness.

He said to everyone seriously: "My fellow villagers, don't worry, I will never let any evildoer go!"

Zhang Liang paused and continued, "Because these people have committed unspeakable crimes, I will execute them with a thousand cuts."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people below immediately burst into cheers, with fires of revenge flashing in their eyes, as if they had already seen the moment when justice was served.

The officials on the stage turned pale as paper after hearing this. They began to cry and beg for mercy: "You can't do this to us! It's not worth offending us for these untouchables!"

However, their cries were drowned out by the angry crowd.

Zhang Liang looked at them coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He turned around and gave the order to the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry behind him: "Execute them!"

At his command, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry immediately took action. Their movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

The whole scene was filled with tension and solemnity. Everyone held their breath, waiting for that moment to come.

As the screams of the officials echoed in the air, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry carried out the punishment strictly according to orders.

As time passed, these once invincible people finally ended their sinful lives.

Until the last moment, their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and they finally slowly closed their eyes, as if trying to escape this irreversible ending.

Seeing this scene, the people in the audience finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the mountain that had been pressing down on their heads had finally disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, cheers broke out from the crowd.

However, this joy was soon replaced by a complex emotion, and many people couldn't help crying.

The tears contained both the sorrow for the lost lives and the relief and liberation from the long-term oppression.

Liu Yu, who was sitting in a teahouse not far away, witnessed the whole process. He sighed deeply and said, "The people have been oppressed by these people for so long, and they are really suffering."

Although this sentence is simple, it expresses the thoughts of countless people.

Zhong Tian, ​​who was sitting nearby, nodded after hearing Liu Yu's words and whispered, "I didn't expect the Lord would resort to such means to get rid of these people. The Young Master has almost won back the hearts of most of the people."

There was a hint of approval and surprise in his tone.

At this time, an elderly refugee mixed in the crowd was staring at those being executed on the stage, with a complicated look in his eyes.

One of his men came over cautiously and asked in a low voice, "Boss, I don't think this man looks like one of those bad guys."

Hearing his subordinate's words, the elderly refugee glared at him fiercely and replied harshly: "Have you forgotten what I said? We must survive by any means necessary! Even if he looks like a good person, so what?"

"If we don't do this, will we be able to eat enough? And we even did that kind of thing, so why are we afraid of this?"

His words were cold and realistic, making his men's faces turn pale in an instant.

After the older refugee finished scolding his men, he took a deep breath and scanned the crowd.

Then, he couldn't wait to say, "Now listen to me and start according to the plan!"

Hearing his words, his men nodded in obedience.

However, just as Zhang Liang was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the audience, shouting at him: "Even if you kill these people, what will happen? We still can't get enough to eat!"

The sound was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Immediately afterwards, other subordinates also responded. Their emotions seemed to be ignited and they all yelled at Zhang Liang.

The other people also started to get agitated because of his words, and some even responded along with him.

After hearing what they said, Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes.

He had felt from the beginning that someone in the audience was stirring up the emotions of the crowd, and now it seemed to be true.

He knew very well that if he couldn't quell the commotion quickly, all his efforts would be in vain.

In order to understand what these people were thinking, Zhang Liang decided to follow their conversation and then asked, "So what do you want to do?"

Although his voice was calm, his eyes revealed a sharpness as he tried to grasp more information from the other party's reaction.

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, those people looked at each other, their eyes full of joy.

They originally thought they would face a tough battle, but they didn't expect Zhang Liang to "surrender" so quickly.

After all, the reason they were afraid of Zhang Liang just now was because he could decisively execute those officials.

But now, seeing that Zhang Liang seemed to be shaken by their farce, these people suddenly felt that they had found an opportunity.

They thought that if Zhang Liang was really a coward, they could take the opportunity to make more demands.

After all, they now have the support of the people, and if Zhang Liang is not agreed to, the people will not let him go.

In this way, they can not only achieve their goals, but also further consolidate their position among the crowd.

However, they did not realize that Zhang Liang's concession was only a superficial compromise.

Then the older refugee gave his men a wink, telling them to prepare for action.