Li Xiang was an involuntary participant. Although he also hated the magnates for oppressing the common people, he did not want to rebel unless it was an absolute last resort.
However, since he had done it, he could not regret it.
If they were a sheet of scattered sand, they would undoubtedly die. Since they were going to die anyway, why not do it right?
Thus, he immediately straightened out the army's morale, bringing the wandering knights who had been forced to gather under his direct command.
After the recent round of battle and purging, there were only about eight hundred people left.
Yet the discipline of these eight hundred people was already worlds apart from before.
"The heavens have eyes!"
"Mother, we have food to eat."
"Many thanks to the righteous army! Many thanks to the righteous army!"
"If I had gotten this medicine sooner, the child's mother wouldn't have died... Sob, sob..."
Li Xiang quickly arranged for people to distribute food and medicinal herbs, ensuring every single impoverished commoner received some.
The common people wept for joy, feeling deeply grateful.
The eight hundred wandering knights also wore glowing faces with boiling blood.
So-called wandering knights disrupted prohibitions with martial arts and were mostly fond of valor and brawling. When upholding chivalry, they mainly targeted other bad wandering knights; almost none of them dared to make a move against powerful clans.
In the entire Qingzhou there were only eight people who had killed descendants of noble families, formerly known collectively as the Eight Heroes of Qingzhou, which showed just how rare it was.
Now the eight hundred of them were actually going to annihilate the Zhang family. Truly, they were accomplishing a great deed.
Just as they were happily distributing money and grain to the common people, a person