Blood Guards Retreat in Hardship, City Conspires to Frame and Incite a Riot

Given the current situation, the best way to handle it was to drag out those ghosts hiding among the crowd and stirring up trouble, interrogate them in public until the truth came out, and let these deceived and incited commoners see clearly who was using them as weapons.

That was the way to solve the problem at its source.

But the people behind these men had clearly realized this as well. They had arranged for skilled fighters in advance and, amid the chaos, killed these insiders to silence them forever.

The commoners had already been worked up. Now that they had seen people die, their first reaction was fear—but after despair came a blood-fueled courage.

It was the reckless resolve of a shattered pot: since they were going to die anyway, they might as well gamble everything.

"They really did come to kill us!"

"Second Brother Niu is dead! He was a living, breathing man!"

"Fight them!!"

"Fight! We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

The commoners had gone from crying out in pain over a single blow to charging forward with blood streaming from their broken heads.

They had cast all caution aside.

Seeing the terrified commoners roused into a desperate, fight-to-the-death frenzy, even the Blood-Clad Army did not know how to deal with them.

More than a thousand crazed commoners fighting for their lives—even with their formidable martial skills and godlike strength, the soldiers could not help but feel their scalps tingle.

After all, these were not enemies, but subjects under their lord's rule.

Just as they dodged the crowd while considering how to resolve the situation, cries of alarm and screams came from the other side.

"They killed another one!"

"There are only a dozen of them, and they're already this lawless!"

"These people are