Chapter 120: Civil Unrest and Chaos

[You are deeply surprised by the arrival of the tax collector]

[You have never thought that on the border where demons are becoming more and more rampant, and when Daqian is becoming more and more turbulent, tax collectors will come to collect taxes from people who have nothing]

[You stopped performing martial arts]

[You stopped practicing]

[As winter approaches, the biting wind blows through the branches. The moment it touches you, it will be blown away by the invisible force]

[The young girl is full of anger and acts much more impulsive than you, claiming that she will use a spear to poke a hundred holes in the tax collector's body]

[You let the girl stay for now and rush to the town gate alone]

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[You saw the tax collector riding on the green scale horse, showing off his power and scolding the people of Qingniu Town fiercely]

[You noticed that the familiar faces were trembling with fear]

[You knocked the tax collector off his horse, but you know that alone is not enough]

[In the eyes of the people of Qingniu Town, in the eyes of these poor people, the "tax collector" is still showing off his power and weighing on everyone's heart]

[Simple people do not understand the truth and do not know what is high or low]

[You don’t intend to talk too far away and empty talk]

[You just told people the cruel reality in a calm tone, telling people that the tax collectors came to take away the little food, and everyone would starve to death]

It's normal for people to be afraid.

Fear, cower, tremble.

When faced with something more "powerful" than themselves, people will always be subconsciously timid, but when hunger comes, when their shriveled belly twitches and hurts over and over again.

In the face of death approaching step by step.

The fear in people's hearts will dissipate accordingly.

Death is the nothingness of everything. People who are about to die will not be afraid of other things.

Stay alive.

People just want to live.

But now, the tax collectors want to take away their last food, which is the last ration that every family leaves for their children and those they cherish.

No one thought about eating it even though their throats were brimming.

But this is the last bit of humility.

This last bit of stubbornness.

The tax collector also wanted to take it away.

Inexplicably, after realizing this, Aniu's throat became hoarse and hot, as if there was an invisible flame burning, causing Aniu to tremble continuously.

That honest and honest face showed a grievance that Xu Xi had never seen before.

and unspeakable rage.

Not only that, several more people stood up and walked towards the tax collector who fell to the ground.

"I don't allow it, I don't allow you to do this! Those rice cereals are what I left for my mother, not for you!"

"It's all you, I remember you, you ruined my sister!"

"It was you who stole our food!"

Those who stood up were farmers who stepped on the soil, or blacksmiths who spent their days forging iron.

Among them, there were even businessmen who were from well-off families, but because they offended the county magistrate, their property was confiscated and they were exiled to the border.

And now.

They have a common identity.

Hungry people, [people] who are about to starve to death, who are about to die.

"You, you, what do you want to do!" The tax collector seemed to be frightened. He scrambled to his feet in a panic, but fell down again due to his hasty movements.

Funny yet embarrassing, ridiculous yet ironic.

Tax collectors are not ordinary people.

He is also a warrior. Although he is only in the second level of body training, he is also a genuine warrior.

It stands to reason that when a warrior faces a mortal, the warrior must win an overwhelming victory, but when a tax collector faces people's eyes, and faces those dung forks, hoes, and sickles.

Inexplicably, he was afraid.

It wasn't until this moment that the tax collector, who used to be aloof and aloof, suddenly recalled a fact.

He is also a human being, he will bleed if he is cut with a knife, and he will die if he is stabbed through the heart with a sword. He is not an immortal monster, but a person like these untouchables.

"Wait, wait!"

The tax collector tried to say something else.

But it was too late.

The despair caused by hunger and the anger because the hope of survival was deprived rushed towards the tax collector.

Some people suppressed his hands, some tied his feet, some punched his head, and some kicked the third leg.

…

"Sir, is this really okay?"

A familiar voice came from behind Xu Xi.

The girl couldn't help but be curious and ran away from Xu Xi's house.

But that's it for now.

With the situation in Qingniu Town, there is no need to continue hiding.

Wu Yingxue lightly frowned and looked at the figure of the tax collector who was surrounded by the crowd. No matter how many times he struggled, he would be beaten again:

"Once the imperial court finds out, Qingniu Town may..."

The girl hesitated to speak. She had previously clamored to stab the tax collector, but now she was worried about the consequences of the tax collector's death.

The cold autumn wind stung the wound even more, and the tax collector's wails became more painful. Gradually, he began to beg for mercy.

He lowered his never-nobled head to the untouchable he considered.

"Yingxue, that's not important."

Xu Xi understood what Wu Yingxue meant.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl: "The people of Qingniu Town can't survive, and the frontier troops in Daqian have never stepped out of the pass."

Someone who is already dying.

He will not consider what kind of revenge he will suffer in the future.

Wu Yingxue's eyes dimmed slightly: "No progress has been made in the Yang Yuan Gong. If this continues, the people of Qingniu Town may not survive the winter."

Xu Xi replied: "I think I know what to do."

...

[You uncovered the truth about the people of Qingniu Town who have always been hungry]

[They waved their fists, weak and powerless, but each punch hit the flesh]

[One punch, another punch, and another punch]

[The tax collector was beaten all over his body, bearing the anger that had accumulated for countless years until he was on the verge of starvation]

[You stepped forward to stop the fight]

[It's not that you sympathize with the tax collector. The crimes committed by the tax collector are so many that even children are afraid of them]

[You just want to learn about Da Gan's recent situation and the latest intelligence of the rebels from the tax collector]

[The tax collector begged for mercy while telling you the information you wanted ]

[Da Gan is in chaos]

[You are surprised that the increasingly dangerous demon tides not only affect Qingniu Town, but also the entire border around Da Gan, which is more or less affected]

[This leads to many people who can't survive and are hunted by demons to frantically attack the garrisons at various checkpoints]

[At the same time, in the thirteen states of Da Gan, some counties that can't bear the high taxes have also seen successive resistance]

[Although Da Gan's army suppressed everywhere]

[Although the people of Da Gan have the power to move mountains]

[But the shaky feeling of the storm makes you suddenly realize that the people who want to survive are not only the people of Qingniu Town]

[You look at Aniu and the people behind Aniu, their skinny bodies, and the dirty hoes and sickles in their hands]

[You vaguely understand how "Yang Yuan Gong" will be deduced]